Rosamund, Queen of the Lombards: A Tragedy
ALBOVINE.

He knows mine eye. He comes.

ROSAMUND.

ROSAMUND.

Obedient as a hound is.

ALBOVINE.

ALBOVINE.

As a man That knows the law of loyal manhood.

ROSAMUND.

ROSAMUND.

Ay? God send it be so.

Enter Almachildes.

Almachildes

ALMACHILDES.

ALMACHILDES.

Queen and king, I am here. What would you?

ALBOVINE.

ALBOVINE.

Truth. Hast thou not borne thyself Toward any soul on earth disloyally Ever?

ALMACHILDES.


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