Boris Godunov: a drama in verse by Aleksandr Sergeevich Pushkin
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page 83 of 102 (81%)
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A POLE. Here.
PRETENDER. Call him before me. (A Russian prisoner enters.) Who art thou? PRISONER. Rozhnov, a nobleman of Moscow. PRETENDER. Hast long been in the service? PRISONER. About a month. PRETENDER. Art not ashamed, Rozhnov, that thou hast drawn The sword against me? PRISONER. What else could I do? 'Twas not our fault. PRETENDER. Didst fight beneath the walls Of Seversk? PRISONER. 'Twas two weeks after the battle I came from Moscow. PRETENDER. What of Godunov? PRISONER. The battle's loss, Mstislavsky's wound, hath caused him Much apprehension; Shuisky he hath sent |
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