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The Maids Tragedy Alter'd.
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Your Brothers now in Arms our selves we boast,As satisfaction for a Sister lost.The blood of Kings expos'd, washes a stainCleaner, than thousands of the Vulgar slain.You have our pardon, Sir; and humbly now,As Subjects ought, we beg the same of you.Here they both kneel.Pardon our guilty Rage; which here takes end,For a lost Sister, and a ruin'd Friend.
Luc. Let your great heart a gracious motion feel:Is't not enough, you see Melantius kneel?I'll be a pledge for both; they shall be trueAs heretofore; and you shall trust 'em too.His Loyal Arm shall still support the State,And you no more provoke so just an hate.
King. Rise, brave Melantius, I thy pardon sign,With as much Joy, as I am proud of mine.

Rise

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