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And, for amends to his posterity,

With her niece, the lady Blanch of Spain; At our importance,* hither is be come, With them a bastard of the king deceas'd, To spread his colours, boy, in thy bebalf ; And all the unsettled humours of the land, And to rebuke the usurpation

Rash, inconsiderate, fiery voluntaries, Ofthy updatural uncle, English John : With ladies faces, and fierce dragon's spleens-Embrace him, love bim, give him welcome Have sold their fortunes at their native homes, hither,

Bearing their birthrights proudly on their Arth. God shall forgive you Cæur-de-lion's

backs, death,

To make a hazard of new fortunes bere. The rather, that you give his offspring life, In brief, a braver choice of dauntlass spirits, Shadowing their righi under your wings of Than now the English bottoms have waft oe's, war:

Did never loat upon the swelling tide, I give you welcome with a powerless hand, lo do offence and scath* in Christendom. But with a heart full of unstained love ; The interruption of their churlish drums. Welcome before the gates of Angiers, duke.

(Drums beat. Lew. A noble boy? Who would not do thee Cuts off more circumstance: they are at hand, right?

To parley, or to fight; therefore, prepare. Aust. Upon thy cheek lay this zealous kiss, K. Phi. How much unlook'd for is this ex As seal to this indenture of my love :

pedition ! That to my home I will no more return,

Aust. By how much unexpected, by so much Till Angiers, and the right thou hast in France, We must awake endeavour for defence ; Together with that pale, that white-fac'd shore, For courage mounteth with occasion : Whose foot spurns back the ocean's roaring Let them be welcome then, we are prepar'd. tides,

Enter King JOHN, ELINOR, Blanco, the And crops from other lands her islanders,

BASTARD, PEMBROKE, and Forces, Even till that England, hedg'd in with the

K. John. Peace be to France: if France in main, That water-walled bulwark, still secure

peace permit And confident from foreign purposes,

Our just and lineal entrance to our own ! Even till that utmost corser of the west

If not ; bleed France, and peace ascend to Salute thee for her king: till then, fair boy,

heaven! Will I not think of home, but follow arms.

Whiles we, God's wrathful agent, do correct Const. O, take his mother's thank's, a wi. Their proud contempt that beat his peace to dow's thank's,

(strength,

heaven. Till your strong hand shall help to give him

K. Phi. Peace be to England; if that war To make a more requital to your love.

return Aust. The peace of heaven is theirs, thatleft From France to England, there to live in peace! their swords

England we love; and, for that England's sake, In such a just and charitable war,

With burden of our armour here we sweat: K. Phi. Well then, to work ; our cannon

This toil of ours should be a work of thine: shall be bent

But thou from loving England art so far, Against the brows of this resisting town.

That thou hast under-wrought his lawful king, Call for our chiefest men of discipline,

Cut off the sequence of posterity,

Outfaced infant state, and done a rape
To cull the plots of best advantages :
We'll before this town our royal bones,

Upon the maided virtue of the crown. Wade to the market-place in Frenchmen's Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's face: blood,

These eyes, these brows, were moulded out of

his: But we will make it subject to this boy. Const. Stay for an answer to your ambassy: Which died in Geffrey; and the hand of time

This little abstract doth contain that large, Lest unadvis'd you stain your swords with blood :

Shall draw this briefó into as huge a volume. My lord Chatillon may from England bring

That Geffrey was thy elder brother born, That right in peace, which here we urgd in And this his son; England

was Geffrey's right,

And this is Geffrey's: In the name of God, And then we shall repent each drop of blood, How comes it then, that thou art call'da king, That hot rash haste so indirectly shed,

When living blood doth in these temples beat,

Which owe the crown that thou o'ermasterest? Enter CHATILLON.

K. John. From whom hast thou this great K. Phi. A wonder, lady!-lo, upon thy wish,

commission, France, Our messenger Chatillon is arriv d.

To draw my answer from thy articles ? What England says, say briefly, gentle lord, K. Phi. From that supernalll judge, that stir We coldly pause for thee; Chatillon, speak.

good thoughts Chat. Then turn your forces from this paltry In any breast of strong authority, siege,

To look into the blots and stains of right. And stir them up against a mightier task. That judge hath made me guardian to this boy: England, impatient of your just demands, Under whose warrant, I impeach thy wrong; Hath put himself in arms; the adverse winds, And, by whose help, I mean to chastise it. Whose leisure I have staid, bave given him K. John. Alack, thou dost usurp authority. To land his legions all as soon as I: [time K. Phi. Excuse; it is to beat usurping down. His marches are expedientt to his town, Eli. Who is it, thou dost call usurper, France ? His forces strong, his soldiers confident. Const. Let me make answer:-ihy usurping With him along is come the mother-queen, An Ate, stirring him to blood and strife ;

Eli. Out, insolent! thy bastard shall be * Importunity,

king;

[world! Best stations to over.awe the town. :Immediate, expedtious. $ The Goddess of Revenge. That thou may'st be a queen, and check the

| Undermined.

SuccessionA short writing,

u Celestial,

war ;

son.

* Mischier.

our ears

Const. My bed was ever to thy son as true, Being but the second generation
As thine was to thy husband : and this boy Removed from thy sin-covering womb.
Liker in feature to his father Geffrey,

K. John. Bedlam, have done.
Than thou and John in manners : being as like, Const. I have but this to say,
As rain to water, or devil to his dam.

That he's not only plagued for her sin My boy a bastard! By my soul, I think, But God hath made her sin and her the plague His father never was so true begot;

On this removed issue, plague'd for her, It cannot be, an if thou wert his mother. And with her plague, her sin; his injury Eli. There's a good mother, boy, that blots Her injury,--the beadle to her sin ; thy father.

All punish'd in the person of this child, Const. There's a good grandam, boy, that And all for her; A plague upon her! would blot thee.

Eli Thou unadvised scold, I can produce Aust. Peace!

A will, that bars the title of thy son. Bast. Hear the crier.

Const. Ay, who doubts that? a will! a wicked Aust. What the devil art thou ?

will; Bast. One that will play the devil, Sir, with A woman's will; a canker'd grandam's will! you,

K. Phi. Peace, lady; pause, or be more teme An 'a may catch your hide and you alone.

perate: You are the hare of whom the proverb goes, It ill beseems this presence, to cry aim* Whose valour plucks dead lions by the beard ; To this ill-tuncd repetitions.I'll smoke your skin-coat,* an I catch you right; Some trumpet summon hither to the walls Sirrah, look to't ; i'faith, I will, i'taith.

These men of Angiers; let us hear them speak, Blanch. O, well did he become that lion's Whoje title they admit, Arthur's or John's. That did disrobe the lion of that robe robe, Trumpets sound. EnterCitizens upon the walls.

Bast. It lies as sightly on the back of him, As great Alcides' shews upon an ass :

1 Cit. Who is it, that hath warned us to the But, ass, I'll take that burden from your back:

walls ? Or lay on that, shall make your shoulders

K. Phi. 'Tis France, for England. crack.

K. John. England, for itseli: Aust. What cracker is this same, that deafs You men of Angiers, and my loving subjects,

K. Phi. You loving men of Angicrs, Arthur's With this abundance of superfluous breath?

subjects; K. Phi. Lewis, determine what we shall do Our trumpet calld you to this gentle parle. straight.

K. John. For our advantage;- Therefore, Lev. Women and fools, break off your con.

hear us first. ference.

These slags of France, that are advanced here King John, this is the very sum of all,-

Before the eye and prospect of your town, England, and Ireland, Anjou, Touraine, Have hither march'd to your endamagement: Maine,

The cannons have their bowels full of wrath; In right of Arthur do I claim of thee :

And ready mounted are they, to spit forth Wilt thou resign them, and lay down thyarms? Their iron indignation 'gainst your walls: K. John. My life as soon:-1 do defy thee,

All preparation for a bloody siege,
France.

And merciless proceeding by these French, Arthur of Bretagne, yield thee to my hand ;

Confront your city's eyes, your winking gates; And, out of my dear love, I'll give thee more

And, but for our approach, those sleeping Than e'er the coward hand of France can win : That as a waist dio gridle you about, (stones, Submit thee, boy.

By the compulsion of their ordnance Eli. Come to thy grandam, child.

By this time from their fixed beds of lime Const. Do, child, go to it' grandam, child;

Had been dishabited, and wide havoc made Give grandam kingdom, and it'grandam will

For bloody power to rush upon your peace. Give it a plum, a cherry, and a fig:

But, on the sight of us, your lawful kingThere's a good grandam.

Who painfully, with much expedient march, Arth. Good my mother, peace!

Have brought a countercheck before your gates, I would, that I were low laid in my grave;

To save unscratch'd your city's threaten'd I am not worth this coilt that's made for me.

checks, Eli. His mother shames him so, poor boy, he Behold the French, arnaz'd, vouchsafe a parle: weeps.

And now, instead of bullets wrapp'd in fire, Const. Now shame upon you, whe'rf she To make a shaking fever in your walls, does, or no!

They shoot butcalm words, folded up in smoke, His grandam's wrongs, and not his mother's To make a faithless error in your ears : sbames,

eyes,

Which trust accordingly, kind citizens, Draw those heaven-moving perals from his poor And let us in, your king; whose labour'd spirits, Which heaven shall take in nature of a fee ;

Forwearieds in this action of swift speed, Ay, with these crystal beads heaven shall be Crave harbourage within your city walls. To do him justice, and revenge on you. (brib'd

K. Phi. When I have said, make answer to Eli. Thou monstrous slanderer of heaven and

us both. earth!

Lo, in this right hand, whose protection Const. Thou monstrous injurer of heaven and is most divinely vow'd upon the right earth!

Oi him it holds, stands young Plantagenet ; Call not me slanderer; thou, and thine usurp Son to the elder brother of this man, The dominations, royalties, and rights, (son, And king o'er him, and all that he enjoye: of this oppressed boy: This is thy eldest son's For this down-troden equity, we tread Infortunate in nothing but in thee;

In warlıke march these greens before your Thy sios are visited in this poor child;

Being no further enemy to you,

(town; The canon of the law is laid on him,

Than the constraint of hospitable zeal, A Qstria mearga lion's skin. | Bustle. Whether.

† Conference, * Wora out

• To encourage

In the relief of this oppressed child,

SCENE II.-The same. Religiously provokes. Be pleased then Alarums and Excursions ; then a R treat. EnTo pay that duty, which you truly owe,

ter a French HERALD, with trumpets to the To him that owes* it ; namely, this young

gates. prince :

F. Her. You men of Angiers, open wide And then our arms, like to a muzzled bear,

your gates, Save in aspect, have all offence seal'd up; Our cannons' malice vainly shall be spent

And let young Arthur, duke of Bretagne in;

Who, by the hand of France, this day hath Against the invulnerable clouds of heaven ;

made And, with a blessed and unvex'd retire,

Much work for tears in many an English moWith unhack'd swords, and helmets all un

(ther, bruis'd,

Whose sons lie scatter'd on the bleeding We will bear home that lusty blood again, Which here we came to spout against your Vany a widow's husband grovelling lies,

ground: town, And leave your children, wives, and you, in Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth;

And victory, with little loss, doth play But if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer, Tis not the rounduret of your old-fac d walls who are at hand, triumphantly display'd

Upon the dancing banners of the French; $ Can hide you from our messengers of war; Though all these English, and their

discipline, Arthur of Bretagne, Euglani's king,and yours.

To enter conquerors, an to proc aim Were harbour'd in their rude circumference. Then, tell us, shall your city call us lord, Enter an English HERALD, with trumpets. In that behalf which we have challengd it? E. Her. Rejoice, you men of Angiers, ring Or shall we give the signal to our rage,

your bells;

(approach, And stalk in blood to our possession ?

King John, your king and England's, dotha 1 Cit. In brief, we are the king of England's Commander of this hot malicious day! subjects;

Their armours, that march'd hence so silverFor him, and in his right, we hold this town,

bright, K. John. Acknowledge then the king, and Hither return all gilt with Frenchmen's blood; let me in.

There stuck no plume in any English crest, i Cit. That can we not: but he that proves That is removed by a staff of France ; the king,

Our colours do return in those game hands To him will we prove loyal ; till that time, That did display them when we first marcbid Have we ramm'd up our gates against the

forth; world.

And, like a jolly troop of huntsmen, come K. John. Doth not the crown of England Our lusty English, all with purpled hands, prove the king?

Died in the dying slaughter of their foes : And, if not that, I bring you witnesses, Open your gates, and give the victors way. Twice fifteen thousand hearts of Englands Cil. Heralds, from off our towers we might breed,

behold, Bast. Bastards and else.

From first to last, the ouest and retire K. John. To verify our title with their lives. Of both your armies; whose equality K. Phi. As many, and as well-born bloods Boir best eyes cannot be censured :* as those,

Blood hath brou, hit blood, and blows have anBast. Some bastards too.

swer'd biows; K. Phi. Stand in his face, to contradict his Strength match'd with strength, and power claim.

confronted power : i Cit. Till you compound whose right is | Both are alike; and both alike we like. worthiest.

(both. One must prove greatest: while they weigh so We, for the worth est, hold the right from

even, K. John. Then God forgive the sin of all We hold our town for neither ; yet for both. those souls,

Enter, at one side King John, with his power; That to their everlasting residence, Before the dew of evening fall, shall fleet,

ELINOR, Blanch, and the Bastard; at the In dreadfui trial of our kingdom's king!

other, King Philip, LEWIS, AUSTRIA, and

Forces. K. Phi. Amen, Amen!-Mount, cheraliers ! to arms!

K. John. France, hast thou yet more blood Bast. St. George,-that swing’d the dragon, Say, shall the current of our right run on?

to cast away? and e'er since, Sits on his horseback at mine hostes' door,

Whose passage, vex'd with thy impediment, Teach ug some fence !-- Sirrah, were l at home, Shall leave his native channel

, and o'er-swell At your den, sirrah, [To Austria ) with your Unless thou let his silver water keep (shores;

With course disturb'd even thy confining lioness, I'd set an ox-head to your lion's hide,

A peaceful progress in the ocean. And make a monster of you.

K. Phi. England, thou hast not sav'd one Ausl. Peace; no more.

drop of blood, Bust. O, tremble; for you hear the lion roar,

In this hot trial, more than we of France; K. John. Uphigher to the plain; where we'li Rather, lost more: And by this hand I swear, set forth,

That sways the earth this climate overlooks. In best appointment, all our regiments

Before we will lay down our just-borze arms, Bast. Speed then, to take advantage of the We'll put thee down, 'gainst whom these arms field.

we bear, K. Phr

. It shall be so ;-[7. Lewis) and at Or add a royal number of the dead ; the other hill

Gracing the scroll, that tells of this war's loss, Command the rest to stand.- God, and our

With slaughter coupled to the name of Kings. right!

(Exeunt. Bast. Ha, majesty! how high thy glory

towers,

When the rich blood of kingz is set on fire! Bast. O prudent discipline! From north to 0, now doth death line his dead chaps with

south;

(mouth: steel ;

Austria and France shoot in each other's The swords of soldiers are his teeth, his fangs;

(Aside And now he feasts, mouthing the flesh of inen, I'll stir them to it :-Come, away, away! In undetermind difference of kings.-

1 Cir. Hear us, great kings: vouchsafe a Why stand these royal fronts amazed thus?

while to stay,

(league ; Cry, havoc, kings! back to the stained field, And I shall show you peace, and fair-faced You equal potents,* firey-kindled spirits ! Win you this city without stroke, or wound; Then let confusion of one part confirın

Rescue those breathing lives to die in beds, The other's peace; till then, blows, blood, and That here come sacrifices for the field : death!

Perserere not, but hear me mighty kings. K. John. Whose party do the townsmen yet K. John. Speak on, with favour ; we are admit?

bent to hear. K. Phi. Speak, citizens, for England; who's 1 Cit. That daughter there of Spain, the lady your king?

Blanch, 1 Cit. The king of England, when we know is near to England ; Look upon the years the king.

Of Lewis the Dauphin, and that lovely maid: K. Phi. Know him in us, that here hold up Iflusty love should go in quest of beauty, his right.

Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch? K. John. In us, that are our own great de- If zealous* love should go in search of virtue, puty,

Where should he find it purer than in Blancb? And bear possession of our person here; lilove ambitious sought a match of birth, Lord of our presence, Angiers, and of you. Whose veins bound richer blood than lady i Cit. A greater power than we, denies all

Blanch?
And, till it be undoubted, we do lock (this ; | Such as she is, in beauty, virtue, birth,
Our former scruplein our strong-barr'd gates: Is the young Dauphin every way complete :
King'd of our fears; until our fears, resolvid, If not complete, O say, he is not she;
Be by some certain king purg'd and dispos'd. And she again wants nothing, to name want,
Bast. By heaven, these scroyles of Angiers If want it be not, that she is not he :
fout you, kings;

He is the half part of a blessed man,
And stand securely on their battlements, Left to be finished by such a she ;
As in a theatre, whence they gape and point And she a fair divided excellence,
At your industrious scenes and acts of death. Whose fullness of perfection lies in him.
Your royal presences be rul'il by me;

0, two such silver currants, when they join, Do like the mutinest of Jerusalem,

Do gloriíy the banks that bound them in : Be friends a while, and both conjointly bend And two such shorcs to two such streams Your sharpest deeds ofmalace on this town;

made one,

[kings, By east and west let France and England Two such controlling bounds shall you be, mount

To these two princes, if you marry them. Their battering cannon, charged to the mouths; This union shall do more than battery can, Till their soul-fearing clamours have trawld To our fast-closed gates; for, at this match, down

With swifter spleent than powder can enforce, The flinty ribs of this contemptuous city : The mouth of passage shall we ding wide ope, I'd play incessantly upon these jades,

And give you entrance ; but, without this Even till unfenced desolation

match, Leave them as naked as the vulgar air. The sea enraged is not half so deaf, That done, dissever your united strengths, Lions more confident, mountains and rocks And part your mingled colours once again ; More free from motion; no, not death himself Turn face to face, and bloody point to point : In mortal fury half so peremptory, Then, in a moment, fortune shall cull furth As we to keep this city. Qut of one side her happy minion;

Bast. Here's a stay, To whom in favour she shall give the day, That shakes the rotton carcass of old death And kiss him with a glorious victory. Out of his rags ! Here's a large mouth, indeed, How like you this wild counsel, migty states? That spits forth death, and mountains, rocks, Smacks it not something of the policy ?

and seas; K. John. Now, by the sky that hangs above Talks as familiarly of roaring lions, our heads,

(powers, | As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs ! I like it well ;-France, shall we knit our What cannoneer bego! this lusty blood ? And lay this Angiers even with the ground; He speaks plain cannon, fire, and smoke, and Then, aster, fight who shall be king of it?

bounce ; Bast. An if thou hast the mettle of a king,– He gives the bastinado, with his tongue ; Being wrong'd as we are, by this peevish Our ears are cudgeld; not a word of his, Purn thou the mouth of thy artillery, (town,- But buffets better than a fist of France : As we will ours, against these saucy walls : Zounds ! I was never so bethump'd with words, And when that we have dash'd them to the Since I first call'd my brother's father, dad. ground,

Eli. Son, list to this conjunction, make this Why, then defy each other; and pell-mell,

inatch; Make work upon ourselves, for heaven, or hell. Give with our niece a dowry large enough: K. Phi. Let it be so :-Say, where will you For by this knot thou shalt so surely tie assault?

Thy now unsur'd assurance to the crown, K. John. We from the west will send de. That you green boy shall have no sun to ripe Into this city's bosom.

(struction The bloom that promiseth a mighty fruit. Aust. I from the north.

I see a yielding in the looks of France ; K. Phi. Our thunder from the south. Mark, how they whisper : urge them, while Shall rain their drift of bullets on this town.

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eye!

Are capable of this ambition :

Let in that amity which you have made; Lest zeal, now melted, by the windy breath For at Saint Mary's chapel, presently, Of soft petitions, pity, and remorse,

The rites of marriage shall be solemniz'd.Cool and congeal again to what it was. Is not the lady Constance in this troop ?

! Cit. Why answer not the double majesties I know, she is not; for this match, made up, This friendly treaty of our threaten'd town? Her presence would have interrupted much? K. Phi. Speak England first, that hath been Where is she and her son ? tell me, who knows. forward first

Lew. She is sad and passionate* at your To speak unto this city: What say you?

highness' tent. K. John. If that the Dauphin there, thy K. Phi. And, by my faith, this league, that princely son,

we bave made, Can in this book of beauty read, I love, Will give her sadness very little cure. Her dowry shall weigh equal with a queen: Brother of England, how may we content For Anjou, and Fair Touraine, Maine, Poic. This widow lady? In her right we came: And all that we upon this side the sea [tiers, which we, God knows, have turn'd anothet (Except this city now by us besieg'd)

way, Find liable to our crown and dignity,

To our own vantage.t Shall gild her bridal bed; and make her rich K. John. We will heal up all (tagne, In titles, honours, and promotions,

For we'll create young Arthur duke of BreAs she in beauty, education, blood,

And earl of Richmond; and this rich fair town Holds hand with any princess of the world. We make him lordof.-Call the lady Constance; K. Phil. What say'st thou, boy? look in the Some speedy messenger bid her repair lady's face:

To our solemnity:-1 trust we shall, Lew. I do, my lord, and in her eye I find If not fill up the measure of her will, A wonder, or a wondrous miracle,

Yet in some measure satisfy her so, The shadow of myself form'd in her eye; That we shall stop her exclamation. Which, being but the shadow of your son, Go we, as well as haste will suffer us, Becomes a sun, and makes your son a shadow: To this unlook'd for unprepared pomp. I do protest, I never lov'd myself,

[Exeunt all but the Bastard.-The CitiFill now infised I beheld myself,

ZENS retire from the walls. Drawn in the flattering table* of her eye.

Bast. Mad world! mad kings! mad com. [ Whispers with BLANCA. position ! Best. Drawn in the flattering table of her John, to stop Arthur's title in the whole,

(brow !- Hath willingly departed with a part: Hang'd in the frowning wrinkle of her And France, (whose armour conscience buckAnd quarter'd in her heart !-he doth espy

led on ; Himself love's traitor: This is pity now, Whom zeal and charity brought to the field, That bang'd, and drawn, and quarter'd, there As God's own soldier.) roundedi in the ear should be,

With that same purpose-changer, that sly la such a love, so vile a lout as he.

devil; Blanch. My uncle's will, in this respect is That broker, that still breaks the pate of faith; mine:

That daily break-vow; he that wins of all, If be see aught in you, that makes him like, Of kings, of beggars, old men, young men, That any thing he sees, which moves his liking,

maids ;I can with ease translate it to my will; Who having no external thing to lose (that, Or, if you will, (to speak more properly,) But the word majd, --cheats the poor maid of I will enforce it easily to my love.

That smooth-faced gentleman, tickling comFurther I will not fatter you, my lord,

modity, 1 That all I see in you is worthy love,

Commodity, the bias of the world; Than this, that nothing do I see in you, The world, who of itself is peised|| well, (Though churlish thoughts themselves should Made to run even, upon even ground: be your judge.)

Till this advantage, this vile drawing bias, That I can find should merit any hate. This sway of motion, this commodity, K. John. What say these young ones? What Makes it take head from all indifferency, say you, my niece ?

From all direction, purpose, course, intent: Blanch. That she is bound in honour still And this same bias, this commodity, to do

This bawd, this broker, this all-changing word, (That you in wisdom shall vouchsafe to say. Clapp'd on the outward eye of fickle France, K. John. Speak then, prince Dauphin ; can Hath drawn him from his own determin'd aid, you love this lady?

From a resolv'd and honourable war, Lew. Nay, ask me if I can refrain from love; To a most base and vile-concluded peace.For I do love her most unfeignedly.

And why rail I on this commodity ? K. John. Then do I give Volquessen, Tou. But for because he hath not woo'd me yet: raine, Maine,

Not that I have the power to clutch my hand, Poictiers, and Anjou, these five provinces, When his fair angels** would salute my palm: With her to thee; and this addition more, But for my hand, as unattempted yet, Full thirty thousand marks of English coin- Like a poor beggar, raileth on the rich. Philip of France, if thou be pleasd withal, Well, whiles I am a beggar, I will rail, Command thy son and daughter to join hands, And say,--there is no sin, but to be rich; X. Phi. It likes us well ;-Young princes, and being rich, my virtue then shall be, close your hands.

To say,-there is no vice, but beggary : Aust. And your lips too; for, I am well as- Since kings break faith upon commodity, surid,

Gain, be my lord! for I will worship thee! That I did so, when I was first assur'd,t

(Exit. K. Phi. Now, citizens of Angiers, ope youi

gates, • Pricture.

* Moarnful. + Advantage. Conspired. Interes: Afianced. I Poixed, balanced. | Ciasr.

**Coin.

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