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 Rules Denmark by an immemorial right. Cromwell [biting his lips, aside. I comprehend: he would insult me! Ah! Why may not my just wrath him overwhelm?
 * [Roughly, to the jesters.

Come, laugh, I say! The Jesters. Ha! ha! ha! ha! Cromwell [aside.] Meseems Their laughter is sardonic. [Aloud and angrily.] Hold your peace! [The '' are silent.  continues bitterly.'']'Tis Milton, the Satanic versifier, Who with his visions, doth confuse our wits.
 * [ turns proudly toward.

[Aside.]I must restrain myself.
 * [Aloud.] What were we saying?

Trick, bid them bring us beer and pipes. Trick. Aha! My lord would smoke.

Cromwell. I wish to be amused, I would be gay!—
 * [Aside.]Betrayed by my own son!

Have you made any verses since I writ Those in response to Colonel Lilburne's sonnet? Trick.Nay, Hippocrene doth give us of her fount