And hath been from his youth: pray you, keep seat; Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd. Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten He hath not touch'd you yet. I am young; In nature is a tyranny; it hath been Than summer-seeming lust, and it hath been Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will. Child of integrity, hath from my soul By many of these trains hath sought to win me Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand-- He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy, We are coming thither: gracious England hath For it hath cow'd my better part of man! It hath no end. [cont'd]
HATH
And hath been from his youth: pray you, keep seat; Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd. Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten He hath not touch'd you yet. I am young; In nature is a tyranny; it hath been
Than summer-seeming lust, and it hath been Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will. Child of integrity, hath from my soul By many of these trains hath sought to win me Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand-- He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy, We are coming thither: gracious England hath For it hath cow'd my better part of man! It hath no end.
[cont'd]
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