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Which troubles oft the bed of blessed marriage,
Thrust in between the paction of these kingdoms,
Thus far, with rough, and all unable pen,
Our bending author hath pursu'd the story; In little room confining mighty men,
Mangling by starts the full course of their glory. Small time, but, in that small, most greatly liv'd
This star of England: fortune made his sword;
And of it left his son imperial lord.
Of France and England did this king succeed;
sake, In your fair minds let this acceptance take. (Exit.
bj. e. Unequal to the weight of the subject.
END OF THE FIFTH VOLUME.
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