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And yet I would not sleep:--merciful powers, Which he stood seiz'd of, to the conqueror: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Insulting tyranny begins to jet Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should 'Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: The last was I that felt thy tyranny: Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! Tongue-tied ambition, not replying, yielded | Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above |
Thou hadst but power over his mortal body, Here may you see the tyrant.
But you have power in me as in a kinsman. The English power is near, led on by Malcolm, Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported. That fled the snares of watchful tyranny; His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear, Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: So, as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood;
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