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Rosamund, queen of the Lombards, a tragedy by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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ALBOVINE.

Get thee hence.
Go. God be with thee.

ROSAMUND.

God abide with thee.
[Exit with attendants.

ALBOVINE.

This is no feast: I will no more of it. Boy,
Take note, and tempt not so thy bride, albeit
She tempt thee to the trial.

ALMACHILDES.

I shall not, king,

ALBOVINE.

She will not. Sirs, good night--if night may be
Good. Hardly may the day be, here. And yet
For you it may be--Hildegard and thee.
God give you joy.

ALMACHILDES.

God give thee comfort, king.
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