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Excerpt from Dramas
I am utterly submissive to the Queen. Courtenay. Well, I was musing upon that; the Queen Is both my foe and yours: we should be friends. Elizabeth. My Lord, the hatred of another to us Is no true bond of friendship. Courtenay. Might it not Be the rough preface of some closer bond? Elizabeth. My Lord, you late were loosed from out the Tower, Where, like a butter¿y in a Chrysalis, You Spent your life; that broken, out you ¿utter Thro' the new world, go zigzag, now would settle Upon this ¿ower, now that; but all things here At court are known; you have solicited The Queen, and been rejected. Courtenay. Flower, she Half faded! But you, cousin, are fresh and sweet As the first ¿ower no bee has ever tried. Elizabeth. Are you the bee to try me? Why, but now I called you butter¿y. Courtenay. You did me wrong.
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