The works of John Dryden, $c now first collected in eighteen volumes. $p Volume 07 by John Dryden
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king is certainly the happiest prince in Christendom, without any care
upon him; so yielding up every thing to his loyal subjects, that he's infallibly in the way of being the greatest and most glorious king in all the world. _Alph._ Yet I have heard he made a sharp reflecting speech upon their party at the opening of the parliament, admonished men of their duties, pardoned what was past, but seemed to threaten vengeance if they persisted for the future. _Gril._ Yes; and then they all took the sacrament together: he promising to unite himself to them, and they to obey him, according to the laws; yet the very next morning they went on, in pursuance of their old commonwealth designs, as violently as ever. _Alph._ Now, I am dull enough to think they have broken their oath. _Gril._ Ay, but you are but one private man, and they are the three States; and if they vote that they have not broken their oaths, who is to be judge? _Alph._ There's one above. _Gril._ I hope you mean in heaven; or else you are a bolder man than I am in parliament time[18]; but here comes the master and my niece. _Alph._ Heaven preserve him! if a man may pray for him without treason. _Gril._ O yes, you may pray for him; the preachers of the Guise's side |
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