A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 2 by Various
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With this discourse.
2. With all my heart I long for't. 1. You shall not loose your longing: then, sir, know The hate a _Spanyard_ beares an _Englishman_ Nor naturall is, nor ancient; but as sparkes, Flying from a flint by beating, beget flames, Matter being neere to feed and nurse the fire, So from a tinder at the first kindled[9] Grew this heartburning twixt these two great Nations. 2. As how, pray? 1. Heare me: any _Englishman_ That can but read our Chronicles can tell That many of our Kings and noblest Princes Have fetcht their best and royallest wives from _Spayne_, The very last of all binding both kingdomes Within one golden ring of love and peace By the marriage of Queene _Mary_ with that little man (But mighty monarch) _Phillip_, son and heire To _Charles_ the Emperour. 2. You say right. 1. Religion Having but one face then both here and there, Both Nations seemd as one: Concord, Commerce And sweete Community were Chaynes of Pearle |
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