Reading The life and death of King Iohn — William Shakespeare

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Art.

Haue you the heart? When your head did but

ake,

I knit my hand‑kercher about your browes

(The best I had, a Princesse wrought it me)

And I did neuer aske it you againe:

And with my hand, at midnight held your head;

And like the watchfull minutes, to the houre,

Still and anon cheer'd vp the heauy time;

Saying, what lacke you? and where lies your greefe?

Or what good loue may I performe for you?

Many a poore mans sonne would haue lyen still,

And nere haue spoke a louing word to you:

But you, at your sicke seruice had a Prince:

Nay, you may thinke my loue was craftie loue,

And call it cunning. Do, and if you will,

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