Soone granted it shalbe:
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‘If it be not touching my crowne,’ he said,
‘Nor hurting poore comminaltye.’
‘Nay, it is not touching your crowne,’ shee sayes,
‘Nor hurting poore cominaltye,
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‘But I begg the death of Thomas Cromwell,
For a false traitor to you is hee.’
‘Then feitch me hither the Earle of Darby