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28283	Was it for this,she said,"that I made so many sacrifices, and endured so many trials on his account in his early years?
28283	Was this all true, or was the pretense only a desperate measure of Bothwell''s to induce Morton to join him?
28283	Would it be prudent to intercept Mary upon her passage?
36993	Always doing or undoing something 37 Habitual fitfulness 38 Self- importance 40 Henry and Wolsey: Which led?
36993	But what were the steps, and what especially was Elizabeth''s step?
36993	Can he enlarge this chamber or contract that?
36993	Can he, later, close a door here or open a window there?
36993	Choice spirits are more numerous-- but are the spirits quite as choice?
36993	Do we not indeed know too well the fate of those whose thought and will ran counter to his?
36993	For, indeed, what is the use of being active, capable, confident and important in a closet?
36993	If a brother is attached to his brother and does not quarrel with him, is he therefore poor- spirited?
36993	If a parliament and a king see eye to eye, is it just to label the parliament throughout history as an abject parliament?
36993	If by rare chance a servant sees, possibly on good grounds, a hero in his master, is he therefore a poltroon?
36993	It might be asked, in passing, seeing that six wives is the sign of a perfect"monster"if three wives make a semi- monster?
36993	Should we have loved, trusted, and reverenced a''monster of lust''?
36993	What then might he have been had he been a statesman only, or a diplomatist or an ecclesiastic or a soldier only?
36993	What was its meaning?
36993	Why may we not combine all thankfulness for the early More and the early Savonarola, and all compassion for the later More and later Savonarola?
36993	Yet how many of us are there who, if admitting to the full their greatness, do not belittle their follies?
36993	or, if freely admitting their follies, do not belittle their greatness?
36993	what its object?
54884	Are you not distressed to see me do this?
54884	At least then,continued Mary,"my requests in favour of my servants will be granted?"
54884	Did you remark, Bourgoing,said she,"what Lord Kent said in his interview with me?
54884	Does this indicate that the minute was considered unnecessary and never presented?
54884	How is it possible,returned the Queen gently,"to have such an image in one''s hands without the heart being profoundly touched by it?
54884	I am very happy to go from this world; you should rejoice to see me die for such a good quarrel; are you not ashamed to cry? 54884 I do not blame you for this,"said Burleigh;"but if the Spanish army had entered the country, could you have answered for the life of the Queen?
54884	If my enemies possess them,said she,"why do they not produce them?
54884	Is Nau dead?
54884	What favour can I look for when I shall have established my innocence?
54884	Why,said she,"are not Nau and Curle examined in my presence?
54884	Will you therefore,continued Burleigh rudely,"hear us or not?
54884	Can I be responsible for the criminal projects of a few desperate men, which they planned without my knowledge or participation?"
54884	Did I not well know that they desired to do as they have done?
54884	Have not they now plainly shown their intention?
54884	If Babington really confessed such things, why was he put to death without being confronted with me?
54884	If I had any secret dealings with him, why did he not declare them in order to save his life?"
54884	If Mary had sued for mercy, would Elizabeth have granted it?
54884	Is it likely,"continued she,"that I should appeal for assistance to Lord Arundel, whom I knew to be in prison?
54884	Is it not an unworthy act to submit to such conduct of such people, the title of a princess, one little accustomed to such procedures and formalities?
54884	Is it not notorious that they have always feared that if I lived they would never be in safety regarding their religion?
54884	Is that''protection''?"
54884	Item, in another letter he advertised her how Sir Edward Stafford(?
54884	May it not be also that letters similar to those now produced, may have come to their hands without, however, my seeing them?
54884	My children,"continued Mary,"it is now no time to weep; that is useless; what do you now fear?
54884	When she was left alone with her sorrowful attendants, the Queen, turning to them, said:"Well, Jane Kennedy, did I not tell you this would happen?
54884	Would it not be better for me to risk personal danger than to take the life of a relation?
54884	Would not the country have been in danger of falling into the hands of strangers?"
54884	Would you wish me to return a jewel which you gave me to you with my last words, or would it please you to receive it sooner?
54884	[ Footnote 189: Dingley?]
54884	or to Lord Northumberland, who is so young, and whom I do not know?
54884	why should this noble house of Howard have suffered so much for me?
38048	If it please God, and is good for the country,said he,"what reck who were displeased?"
38048	What do you think?
38048	Who is there in that country( said she) to whom he{ Argyll} would wish her?
38048	*****------------------------------------------------------------------------[ 77] Ny?
38048	..."Who is that?"
38048	An Paridem et Gilbertum acceptissem, qui mihi scriberent?
38048	An familiæ catalogum fecissem?
38048	And thus he said: Ze ask me quhat I mene be the crueltie contenit in my letter?
38048	But I pray you, Monsieur l''Ambassadeur( quoth she), tell me how vieth this strange affection in the Queen, your mistress, towards me?
38048	Except he hate our Scottish nation, Or then stand up and traitors deeds commend?
38048	For at that time to whom should I have revealed it?
38048	For why?
38048	He asked if"the Queen of England were become a man?"
38048	He said, verray joyfully, And think zow thay will esteme zow the mair of that?
38048	I have been brought up in this religion, and who might credit me in anything if I should show myself light in this case?"
38048	In this instant we inquired the King our husband if he knew anything of that enterprise?
38048	Or, what are you within the Commonwealth?"
38048	Que reste il plus pour prouuer ma constance?
38048	Quha do abstain fra litigation, Or from his paper hald aback the pen?
38048	Says he,"Sweet Madam, is this your promise that you made to forgive and forget all?"
38048	Shall he succeed before your Majesty and his father?"
38048	Sir William answered,"Why, Madam?
38048	The Godly began to bolden, and then began openly to speak,_ Shall that Idol be suffered again to take place within this Realm?
38048	To the Queen?
38048	Was there ever Orator spake so properly and so sweetly?"
38048	What if Faudonside''s pistol had shot, what would have become of him and me both?
38048	Whether if they were delivered us into Berwick, we would receive them?
38048	[ 80] Read"Mon pis subject"?
38048	_ L._"Item cur venisrem?
38048	_ Queen Mary to the Archbishop of Glasgow_, February 11[ 10?
38048	ac nominatim, an tu hic esses?
38048	an Josephum dimissura essem?"
38048	an reconciliationis causa?
38048	and gif I had maid my estait, gif I had takin Paris[27][28] and Gilbert to wryte to me?
38048	and gif ye wer thair in particular?
38048	my Lord, quhy is zour traist put in ane persoun sa unworthie, to mistraist that quhilk is haillely zouris?
38048	or what estate would you have been in?
37058	If all the seed of Abraham,said he,"should have been of the religion of Pharaoh, what religion should there have been in the world?
37058	Is it not treason, my Lords,said Mary,"to accuse a Prince of cruelty?
37058	Think ye,asked Mary,"that subjects having the power may resist their princes?"
37058	Whereunto the King made answer, and said,''What then? 37058 [ 148] Was there any love existing at this time between Mary and her minister?
37058	[ 149] Was Mary in love with Bothwell at this date? 37058 And what may I say more? 37058 Are the detected fabrications of the one, entitled to any better consideration than the gratuitous suppositions of the other? 37058 Beaton asked,--Who is there?"
37058	Elizabeth herself seems to have been quite contented with its hue, for she very complacently asked Sir James, whether she or Mary had the finer hair?
37058	Elizabeth next asked which of them was of highest stature?
37058	Had they, on the other hand, any sufficient grounds for proceeding to further extremities against her?
37058	Having achieved all their more immediate objects, the only remaining question was-- what were they to do with the Queen?
37058	Is it surprising then, that she found it difficult to steer her course between the rocks of Scylla and the whirlpools of Charybdis?
37058	Knox''s answer is characteristic, and does him credit,"Why should the pleasing face of a gentlewoman affray me?
37058	Or was it with the Earl of Athol?
37058	Sir James having replied as politely as possible, she proceeded to inquire which he considered the more beautiful?
37058	The question hath been asked me, whether, if they were delivered us into Berwick, we would receive them?
37058	Was this a"forewarning"also of the"comfort"our gracious Sovereign brought into the country?
37058	Why confirm the suspicion against her they wish to defend, by unjustly accusing another, whom they can not prove to be criminal?
37058	Would the country allow a sovereign, whose reign had been hitherto so prosperous, to be at once deprived of her crown and her authority?
37058	what should he else do?
37059	Did the three remaining letters,asks Whittaker,"lie still lower in the box, under the contracts and sonnets, and so escape the notice of the rebels?
37059	What friends?
37059	[ 211] The question to be decided is, whether these letters and writings are genuine, or whether they can be proved to be fabrications? 37059 [ 224] Was this all the proof that was offered?
37059	And under whose superintendence were these translations, into the Scottish and Latin, made?
37059	As they entered, he asked,"What they did out of their beds at that time of night?"
37059	Be this as it may, in what court of law or equity would such documents as these be admitted as evidence?
37059	Being satisfied upon these points, she proceeded to inquire when her execution was to take place?
37059	But could Mary herself, it will be asked, refuse to acknowledge her own hand?
37059	But if he acted upon this principle, why did he limit himself to a collection of eight letters?
37059	But not a voice was raised,--not a sword was drawn to protect her,--and what resource was left?
37059	But what is the fact?
37059	But why was he not brought forward and examined concerning the Letters; and why is there not a word about them in his confession?
37059	By what art, or superior penetration, was Mary to make a discovery which was baffling the whole of Scotland?
37059	Can it expose you to censure, to hear the complaints of the unfortunate?
37059	Could Mary ever suppose that the_ godly_ Earl of Murray would entertain a murderer at his table?
37059	How then could she have written him love- letters before this event?
37059	How then did she happen to wish to marry another?
37059	I asked her Grace, since the weather did cut off all exercise abroad, how she passed the time within?
37059	If he withdrew the bond, and refused to let me see it, what would be the presumption?
37059	If she openly and formally licensed her nobles to recommend him, what was the use of all her subsequent affected reluctance?
37059	In what condition, then, do we find these wonderful letters about which so much has been written?
37059	Is it too small a misfortune for me to lose my kingdom?
37059	Is this reasonable demand of Mary complied with?
37059	Must I, also, be robbed of my integrity and my reputation?
37059	The sentinels asked,--"If they knew what noise that was they had heard a short time before?"
37059	Was it Athol?
37059	Was it Bothwell?
37059	Was it Huntly?
37059	Was it, besides, enough to satisfy the nation to allude, in vague and general terms, to the existence of documents of so much weight?
37059	Was she now, without a struggle, to surrender the crown of the Stuarts into the hands of the bastard Murray, or the blood- stained Morton?
37059	Was this the moment at which he would be disposed to part with writings he had so carefully treasured?
37059	What follows?
37059	What jury would for a moment look at such letters?
37059	What, then, were the comments which he made on it at Westminster, and the conclusive presumptions against Mary which he drew from it?
37059	When was it, then, that these momentous letters were introduced to the world?
37059	Where then was she to look for the traitor who had raised his hand against her husband''s life and her own happiness?
37059	Where was the necessity for a precipitate marriage at all?
37059	Whom was she to suspect?
37059	Why should harsh enmity pursue me more?
37059	[ 101] Can any thing establish an historical fact more explicitly than such evidence?
37059	[ 129] Even though prepared to lay it down, was she also to countenance falsehood, and practise dissimulation?
37059	[ 221] Why was Dalgleish never mentioned as having any connection with the Letters at all till after he was dead?
37059	_ Fifth_, What was done with the letters immediately after Morton and the other Lords got possession of them?
37059	and where he was to have carried it?
37059	and why, moreover, should such a declaration have been thought necessary, either by Bothwell or his friends?
37059	answered Paris,"what more must I do this night?
37059	et de quoi sert ma vie?
37059	or where he found it?--Whether open, or locked?--If open, what it contained?
37059	what am I?--what avails my life?
37059	whatna a gait is this we are ganging?
2379	--O my sweet soul, why do you wrong me thus?
2379	A French lord overseas?
2379	A coward?
2379	A goodly thing: But what device?
2379	A liar''s lewd mind, to coin sins for jest, Because you take me in such wise as this?
2379	Ah, I mind well now; Did you not ride a day''s space afterward, Having two wounds?
2379	Ah, but I wrong the ballad- verse: what''s good In such frayed fringes of old rhymes, to make Their broken burden lag with us?
2379	Ah, does that burn your blood?
2379	Ah, will you go yet, sweet?
2379	Ah, you it is?
2379	Alack, what heart then shall I have to jest?
2379	Alas, what honor have I to give thanks?
2379	Alas, what shall mine enemies do to me If he be used so hardly of my friends?
2379	Am I to bid him in?
2379	And I that loved you?
2379	And do you look now to be slain for this That you twist back and shudder like one stabbed?
2379	Are you sad too, sir, That you say nothing?
2379	As- tu vu jamais au monde Venus chasser et courir?
2379	Aux jours de neige et de givre L''amour s''effeuille et s''endort; Avec mai doit- il revivre, Ou bien est- il mort?
2379	Ay, is it soothly?
2379	Ay, my lord?
2379	Ay, my old lord''s-- The sweet chief poet, my dear friend long since?
2379	Ay, said he not, This was Aholah, the first one of these, Called sisters only for a type-- being twain, Twain Maries, no whit Nazarine?
2379	Ay, this was what the doors shut fast upon-- Ay, trust you to be fast at prayer, my sweet?
2379	Ay?
2379	Be not so wroth; you are my brother born; Why do you dwell upon me with such eyes?
2379	Black, was his hair?
2379	But for true love should I not chafe indeed?
2379	But if a lady hold her bird anights To sing to her between her fingers- ha?
2379	But wherefore should they get this fellow slain If he be clear toward her?
2379	But will you swear it?
2379	But you- what ails you that your lips are shut?
2379	But your bad thought?
2379	But, of this latter?
2379	Can the hour be through so soon?
2379	Can you read that?
2379	Come, fair lord, Shall we dance now?
2379	Come, will you, sweet?
2379	Come, would you not?
2379	Did I not know you to the bone, my sweet?
2379	Did I wrong then?
2379	Did it like you, The taste of it?
2379	Did she turn indeed In going out?
2379	Did you not take note Once how one lock fell?
2379	Did you sleep well?
2379	Do such men make such cravens?
2379	Do you desire him dead?
2379	Do you know She held me here and talked-- the most sweet talk Men ever heard of?
2379	Do you know that lord With sharp- set eyes?
2379	Do you not hold me the worst heart in the world?
2379	Do you not love him?
2379	Do you see nothing?
2379	Do you think( There''s no such other sort of fool alive) That he may live?
2379	Do you yet mind at landing how the quay Looked like a blind wet face in waste of wind And washing of wan waves?
2379	Doth he wait there?
2379	Doth it displease you such a man should live?
2379	Eh, do I look now like your enemy?
2379	Eh?
2379	Faith, if I might be gone, sir, would I stay?
2379	Father, what with you?
2379	Fille de l''onde, avec l''onde Doit- elle mourir?
2379	For me, I am old; Have you no hair changed since you changed to Scot?
2379	For mine own love- I wonder will she come Sad at her mouth a little, with drawn cheeks And eyelids wrinkled up?
2379	Give me that broidery frame; how, gone so soon?
2379	Had you fair dreams in the night?
2379	Hark you, fair sir, I''d have all well with you; Do you not fear at sick men''s time of night What end may come?
2379	Hath no man seen my lord of Chastelard?
2379	Have good cheer; You do not think now I can let him die?
2379	Have you done this?
2379	Have you no evil dreams?
2379	Have you no way?
2379	Have you seen the man?
2379	Have you yet heard?
2379	Her name, for God''s love, sir; You slew your friend for love''s sake?
2379	Here are enow good faces, good to crown; Will you be king, fair brother?
2379	Here comes your thorn; what glove against it now?
2379	How did you say?
2379	How should one make you speak?
2379	How should they die well?
2379	How, fair lord?
2379	How, freely forth of us?
2379	I am a queen too that would have him live, But one that has no wrong and is no queen, She would- What are you saying there, you twain?
2379	I am bound to France; Shall I take word from you to any one?
2379	I am not moved: What should I do being angry?
2379	I am yours all through, do all your will with me; What if we lay and let them take us fast, Lips grasping lips?
2379	I bid you, sir?
2379	I know him?
2379	I may send reprieve-- With your sweet leaves I may?
2379	I must slay the man?
2379	I wonder will death be Even all it seems now?
2379	I?
2379	If one should wear the hair thus heaped and curled Would it look best?
2379	Is it a jest?
2379	Is it a month gone I did call you lord?
2379	Is it done now?
2379	Is it priest Black that he shall have by him When they do come?
2379	Is it sooth men say Our dame was wo nt to kiss him on the face In lewd folk''s sight?
2379	Is it your pleasure such a thing were done?
2379	Is not all wedlock gracious of itself?
2379	Is not your spirit surprisable in sleep?
2379	Is there a mean for me to save the man?
2379	Is there no name a man may call him by?
2379	Is there no way but he must speak to them, Being had to trial plainly?
2379	Is this so much for me to have of you?
2379	Is this your care of us?
2379	Kissed either side?
2379	Lay not your eyes on me; What, would you not be slain?
2379	Like enough to be; But if it be-- Is not one preaching there With certain folk about him?
2379	Lo what small subtle work: The smith''s name, Gian Grisostomo da-- what?
2379	Lo you, sir, How sharp he whispers, what close breath and eyes-- And here are fast upon him, do you see?
2379	Look forth; so-- push The window-- further-- see you anything?
2379	Look up; Am I not mortal to be gazed upon?
2379	Look, here''s full night grown up; Why should I seek to sleep away from here?
2379	Looks he sad or blithe?
2379	Madam, by God you are well shamed in him: Ay, trust you to be fingering in one''s face, Play with one''s neck- chain?
2379	Me?
2379	Me?
2379	My fair love, Kiss me again, God loves you not the less; Why should one woman have all goodly things?
2379	My lord, you have a word to me?
2379	My warrant to reprieve you-- that you saw?
2379	Nay, I know They want no blood; I will bring swords to boot For dear love''s rescue though half earth were slain; What should men do with blood?
2379	Nay, I thank God none can think shame of me; But am I bitter, think you, to men''s faults?
2379	Nay, and you will not do so much for me; You vex your lip, biting the blood and all: Were this so hard, and you compassionate?
2379	Nay, do not go; what matter if I did?
2379	Nay, fair sir, What jest is this of yours?
2379	Nay, he is dead by this; But gather up yourself from off the floor; Will she die too?
2379	Nay, if there be no pardon in a man, What shall a woman have for loving him?
2379	Nay, is it you?
2379	Nay, my chief lady, and no meaner one, The chiefest of my maidens, shall bear this And give it to my prisoner for a grace; Who shall deny me?
2379	Nay, my fair master, what fair game is this?
2379	Nay, no great praise, I think; I will no more; what should I do with death, Though I died goodly out of sight of you?
2379	Nay, set your eyes a little in my face; See, do I weep?
2379	Nay, shall not he?
2379	Nay, stolen said you, sir?
2379	Nay, sweet, Do not you hate her?
2379	Nay, who will have it?
2379	Nay, will you go, my lord?
2379	Nay, would you have more honor, having this-- Men''s hearts and loves and the sweet spoil of souls Given you like simple gold to bind your hair?
2379	Nay, ye gape on me-- What, doth he sleep, or feeds, or plays at games?
2379	No maid about?
2379	No maiden of them?-what, no more than this?
2379	No man speak?
2379	No marvel if he loved it for her sake; She is the choice of women in the world; Is she not, sweet?
2379	No words?
2379	No, madam?
2379	Nor how she loves you back?
2379	Now then, make answer to me verily, Which of us twain is wiser?
2379	Now they read his crime-- I see the laughter tightening her chin: Why do you bend your body and draw breath?
2379	O mon amant, a nos portes L''as- tu vu couche?
2379	O, Robert Erskine- yea, A fellow of some heart: what saith he?
2379	O, do you think I hold you off with words?
2379	O, she is come: if you be she indeed Let me but hold your hand; what, no word yet?
2379	O, will you weep?
2379	O, you will never let him speak to them To put me in such shame?
2379	Or blurred- ay, surely so much- with one tear, One little sharp tear strayed on it by chance?
2379	Or but the hands?
2379	Or is this like the forethought of deep sleep Felt by a tired man?
2379	Our fate was made thus ere our days were made: Will you fight fortune for so small a grief?
2379	Pray God it be the better: nay, which hand?
2379	Pray you, be at peace; You hurt yourself: she will be merciful; What, could you see a true man slain for you?
2379	Prithee, what?
2379	Qui sai ou s''en va le vent?
2379	Qui sait ou s''en vont les roses?
2379	Reprieve?
2379	Said he, he loathed his life?
2379	See that stir-- Are not they come?
2379	See you, sir, Men say I needs must get we d hastily; Do none point lips at him?
2379	See-- O, this Chastelard?
2379	Shall I kiss now?
2379	Shall I not take some gracious word to her?
2379	Shall I say too what I am thinking of?
2379	Shall he be hanged or no?
2379	Should not my name stand here?
2379	Sir, do you love me?
2379	Sleep were good enough-- Shall sleep be all?
2379	So lovers use-- What, their mouths close?
2379	So, in your mind, I have to slay the man?
2379	Speak to me for God''s sake: Where are you lain?
2379	Speak you for him a little: will you not?
2379	Still you see nothing?
2379	Suppose you need not die?
2379	Swear it, madam?
2379	Sweet dreams, you said?
2379	Sweet, will you swear me this?
2379	Sweet, you have seen fair wars, Have seen men slain and ridden red in them; Why will you die a chamberer''s death like this?
2379	That came between your hands?
2379	The heart you have, has it no sort of fear?
2379	There was a fellow hanged some three days gone Wept the whole way: think you this man shall die In better sort, now?
2379	They said that?
2379	Think how shame slays a man; How shall I live then?
2379	Think you, fair my knight, Love shall live after life in any man?
2379	Think, for God''s sake-- Is there no loving way to fetch him forth?
2379	This is mere mercy-- But you thank God you love him not a whit?
2379	To serve her with that three- inch wit of his?
2379	Truly I think I did kneel down, did pray, Yea, weep( who knows?)
2379	Vois- tu dans les roses mortes Amour qui sourit cache?
2379	Was he not under guard For the good word?
2379	Was that the wind in the casement?
2379	Was the queen found no merrier in France?
2379	Was there none worthy to be shamed but I?
2379	We are alive, and can not be well sure If we loved much or little: think you not It were convenient one of us should die?
2379	Well, if this be, what good is to be done?
2379	Well, which of these must take my life in hand?
2379	Well?
2379	Were it not fit Great queens should love him?
2379	Were you not bred up on some hangman''s hire And dicted with fleshmeats at his hand And fed into a fool?
2379	What adder Has bit you mirthful mad?
2379	What can I do to give you ease at heart?
2379	What do you mean to cast such gibes at me?
2379	What fell to you?
2379	What has she done for you to gird at her?
2379	What is this they say?
2379	What is to say?
2379	What jest is here, fair ladies?
2379	What kind of man?
2379	What love is that, my lord?
2379	What makes you gape so beastlike after blood?
2379	What makes you sigh though I be found a fool?
2379	What makes you stare upon the seal so hard?
2379	What man is that, sweet?
2379	What manner of man?
2379	What mind then, sir?
2379	What noise is that?
2379	What pale blood you have-- Is it for fear you turn such cheeks to me?
2379	What saith he now?
2379	What shall be said?
2379	What should I do but paint and put him up Like a gilt god, a saintship in a shrine, For all fools''feast?
2379	What sort of heart?
2379	What sort of suit?
2379	What thing is that?
2379	What way am I do die?
2379	What were you saying?
2379	What will you do To make men take your sweet word?
2379	What will you do for grief when he is dead?
2379	What will you do?
2379	What will you do?
2379	What will you do?
2379	What would I have?
2379	What would one say now I were thinking of?
2379	What would your highness have?
2379	What, are you come, fair lord?
2379	What, are you made of flesh?
2379	What, have you taken order?
2379	What, he will not fly-- Not though I wink myself asleep, turn blind-- Which that I will I say not?
2379	What, if I kiss you?
2379	What, if two brethren love not heartily, Who shall be good to either one of them?
2379	What, is it sewn into your flesh?
2379	What, is my death''s time come, And you the friend to make death kind to me?
2379	What, is one here?
2379	What, is the writing smutched or gone awry?
2379	What, is this true?
2379	What, is this true?
2379	What, my reprieve?
2379	What, no more but this?
2379	What, shall I swear?
2379	What, shall my cousin hold fast that love of his, Her face and talk, when life ends?
2379	What, shall no praise be written of my knight, For my fame''s sake?
2379	What, sick or dead?
2379	What, slain indeed?
2379	What, think you he will speak against your fame?
2379	What, will not one be king?
2379	What, will you let him die so easily?
2379	What, will you let men stone me in the ways?
2379	What, will you weep for that now?
2379	When have I done thus since I was alive?
2379	Where be my maidens?
2379	Where''s Hamilton?
2379	Wherefore reprieve?
2379	Which of you now will set his will to mine?
2379	Which of you waits?
2379	Which one is that, stooped somewhat in the neck, That walks so with his chin against the wind, Lips sideways shut?
2379	Which think you now was that I kissed you with?
2379	Who has done this to me?
2379	Why do you laugh and mock me with stretched hands?
2379	Why do you look one way?
2379	Why do you praise her gracious looks to me?
2379	Why do you thus?
2379	Why should he live to breed you bad reports?
2379	Why will you break my heart with praying to me?
2379	Why will you give me for men''s eyes to burn?
2379	Why, I would see him; I am weary for his sake; Bid my lord in.-Nathless he will but chide; Nay, fleer and laugh: what should one say to him?
2379	Why, have you seen her sorrowful to- night?
2379	Why, lacks it grace?
2379	Why, let them take their way: What ails it them though I be soft or hard?
2379	Why, what can death do with me fit to fear?
2379	Why, who should slay me?
2379	Will not one here lay hold upon my state?
2379	Will you be hard?
2379	Will you behold him dead?
2379	Will you do one thing for me?
2379	Will you not have my chaplain come to you?
2379	Will you not read now?
2379	Will you not swear I love this prisoner?
2379	Will you now love me?
2379	Will you say that?
2379	Will you see him?
2379	Will you think thus of her?
2379	Will you weep too?
2379	Woe''s me, Is there no way to pluck this body off?
2379	Woe''s me, and will you turn my tears to thorns?
2379	Would I saw that-- How did you slay him?
2379	Yea, best such folk were slain; Why should they live to cozen fools with lies?
2379	Yea, should I set you on?
2379	Yea, sweet; what should I do?
2379	Yea, truly were it so?
2379	Yea, what thing is here?
2379	Yea: must a dead man not be looked upon That living one was fain of?
2379	You Seyton, you Carmichael, you have wits, You are not all run to tears; you do not think It is my wrath or will that whets this axe Against his neck?
2379	You are no churl, sweet, will you see me weep?
2379	You are tender of me; will you serve me so, Against mine own will, show me so much love, Do me good service that I loath being done, Out of pure pity?
2379	You are wise that live to threat and tell me so; Do you love life too much?
2379	You are yet young for fighting; but in fight Have you never caught a wound?
2379	You call love sweet; yea, what is bitter, then?
2379	You have heard no news?
2379	You knew I had to live and be reprieved: Say I were bent to die now?
2379	You knew of this?
2379	You know that I might slay you with my lips, With calling out?
2379	You made a song once of old flowers and loves, Will you not sing that rather?
2379	You never sing now but it makes you sad; Why do you sing?
2379	You smile as if I jested; do not men Sleep as we do?
2379	You weep and whisper with sloped necks and heads Like two sick birds; do you think shame of me?
2379	You will not see?
2379	You would swear now you have used me faithfully; Shall I not make you swear?
2379	You, die like me?
2379	and him with huge thewed throat?
2379	are you so sure of heart?
2379	but you know not, sweet, You shall see how much), think you for their sake He may go free?
2379	come, would you let him live?
2379	did mine eye draw my heart?
2379	doth she ail too?
2379	for I can feel your hair Touch me-- I may embrace your body too?
2379	how all life- deeds will look At the grave''s edge that lets men into hell?
2379	how shall I make you see?
2379	how the hard mist Made the hills ache?
2379	is it done?
2379	must I pluck it out?
2379	nay, I loved you; nay, Why should your like be pitied when they love?
2379	nay, but verily?
2379	no man take it up?
2379	no pity-- Have you no mercies for such men?
2379	not to catch up her gown The page let slip, but to keep sight of me?
2379	or hot and quick To lean her head on mine and leave her lips Deep in my neck?
2379	or on her throat?
2379	or the talk of hell And wretched changes of the worn- out soul Nailed to decaying flesh, shall that be true?
2379	or this way in the neck?
2379	or you, my lord?
2379	take heed-- Nay, but for shame-- what have you done with it?
2379	this a thorn of mine?
2379	what doth he here, With Scotch folk here?
2379	what have I done to you?
2379	what news?
2379	what shall I give you to be gone?
2379	what shift now?
2379	what should wise folk do with him?
2379	what think you of, Talking of love and of love''s mean in me And of your guesses and of slaying him?
2379	what way should one take To please such people?
2379	what will you make of me?
2379	what, they must eat strange food Those singing lips of his?
2379	what?
2379	which way got you in?
2379	who knows how he might please?
2379	who let you through the doors?
2379	who shall do me wrong?
2379	would you have me dead?
2379	would you use me as a girl does fruit, Touched with her mouth and pulled away for game To look thereon ere her lips feed?
2379	you will not have me shamed?
6791	A daring deed must one day end the matter; Why will you not with such a deed begin?
6791	Am I condemned?
6791	Am I then mad?
6791	And Mary hopes-- Shall I return to her with empty comfort?
6791	And can she thus roll in the very dust Her own, and every monarch''s majesty?
6791	And can you, then, with certainty assure me That in your plot my name has not been mentioned?
6791	And dared you then to execute the writ Thus hastily, nor wait to know my pleasure?
6791	And did he in my name Deliver it?
6791	And did he seek again to win your love?
6791	And did not even Talbot, though gray- headed, Grow young again when speaking of her charms?
6791	And did this iron grate Prevent her from decoying to her toils The virtuous heart of Norfolk?
6791	And did this sad example terrify These mad adventurers, whose rival zeal Plunges for her into this deep abyss?
6791	And do you think that the mere name of queen Can serve you as a charter to foment In other countries, with impunity, This bloody discord?
6791	And does he still majestic stand, A very rock and pillar of the church?
6791	And fears she not the dread revenge of France?
6791	And find that friend in you, The nephew of my gaoler, whom I thought My most inveterate enemy?
6791	And from a Stuart, then, should England hope This happiness?
6791	And hast thou turned Thy heart, from this idolatry, to God?
6791	And have you promised it?
6791	And he a madman who Casts life away?
6791	And how shall I, a weak, untutored woman, Cope with so subtle, learned an orator?
6791	And if the queen is gracious, sir, are you The man to hinder pity''s soft emotions?
6791	And is it really true that she''s so fair?
6791	And is not she, by Henry''s will, passed o''er In silence?
6791	And is this freedom which I now enjoy The happy consequence?
6791	And know I then that some too ready hand May not abridge this tedious work of sorrow?
6791	And prospers still His life?
6791	And these friends, know they my secret?
6791	And these men are my judges?
6791	And were it probable That party hatred could corrupt one heart; Can forty chosen men unite to speak A sentence just as passion gives command?
6791	And what is gained by this?
6791	And what were then the plans which you had framed?
6791	And where, my lord, where were your thousand eyes, Not to discover Mortimer was false?
6791	And will you leave my presence thus again, And not relieve my fearful, anxious heart From the fell torments of uncertainty?
6791	And you confess at last that you are conquered: Are all your schemes run out?
6791	And, paltering villain I dare you then presume To construe, as you list, my words-- and lay Your bloody meaning on them?
6791	Answer me; Why was not Babington confronted with me?
6791	Are orders given Not to admit him should he come?
6791	Are they then Base wretches, snatched at hazard from the crowd?
6791	Are we alone?
6791	Are you acquainted with this country?
6791	Are you deserving then of confidence?
6791	Are you not scared By Babington and Tichburn''s bloody heads, Set up as warnings upon London''s bridge?
6791	Are you still here?
6791	Art thou, in sooth, Resolved to leave this world at peace with all?
6791	Be calm-- Say, what has happened?
6791	Be firm-- or is it then decided?--is it Indeed decided?
6791	Be mine the school of Saint Bartholomew; What''s kindred then to me, or nation''s laws?
6791	Behold I you again?
6791	But can appearances Disturb your conscience where the cause is just?
6791	But say, Have you then pledged your promise, have you?
6791	But would it then become me to behold My kinswoman in infamy and want?
6791	Can I believe it?
6791	Can I still bear to live?
6791	Can you deny it, sir, that this same statute Was made for my destruction, and naught else?
6791	Can you deny your secret correspondence With Mary?--that she sent and you received Her picture, that you gave her hopes of rescue?
6791	Can you not lead me to her?
6791	Could he forget that his so splendid lot Was the creation of your generous love?
6791	Did England then receive her hospitably?
6791	Did I not lay my strict injunction on you To keep it carefully?
6791	Did he Avert them from your head?
6791	Did he e''er implore your pardon?
6791	Did he know The dangers which surrounded you?
6791	Did she not rouse From out these walls the malefactor Parry, And Babington, to the detested crime Of regicide?
6791	Did the queen give you, then, this bloody order?
6791	Did you give it?
6791	Did you see Morgan, and the wily Bishop Of Ross?
6791	Did you see her shed one tear, Or even change her color?
6791	Do I find a friend So near, when I conceived myself abandoned By the whole world?
6791	Do I for once, at least, deserve your thanks?
6791	Do I live still?
6791	Do I owe this favor, sir, to you?
6791	Do you, then, My liege, command its instant execution?
6791	Does fortune favor him?
6791	Does he remember me?
6791	Does some demon chain me to this spot?
6791	Either to tremble in eternal fear Upon my throne, or else to sacrifice A queen of my own kindred on the block?"
6791	Feel''st thou within thee strength enough to smother Each impulse of malignity and hate?
6791	First see her, face to face: Did I not see how she was moved at reading Your letter?
6791	Foolhardiness and madness, is this courage?
6791	From my uncle In France-- the worthy Cardinal of Lorrain?
6791	From thee, the sovereign it adores, desert To Darnley''s murderess?
6791	Give me the lie?
6791	Had I but been a tyrant, like my sister, My predecessor, I could fearless then Have shed this royal blood:--but am I now Just by my own free choice?
6791	Happy I now may deem myself, and free; Why wake me from my dream''s so sweet confusion?
6791	Has she so?
6791	Has then thy heart no other accusation, Which hath not been confessed and washed away?
6791	Hast thou read Upon my brow such base dexterity?
6791	Have I no reason, then, To sigh?
6791	Have you imparted then your wishes to him?
6791	He killed himself, you say Is''t so?
6791	Hear you these blasphemies?
6791	Hear''st then the bugle, so blithely resounding?
6791	Hear''st thou its echoes through wood and through plain?
6791	Hold?
6791	Holds me no more the sad dungeon of care?
6791	How can he clear himself?
6791	How do I know these bars are not filed through?
6791	How doth her presence wake my slumbering shame?
6791	How fare you, dearest lady?
6791	How fares her majesty?
6791	How fares my chamberlain, old Didier?
6791	How happened it?
6791	How her eyes were drowned in tears?
6791	How is this?
6791	How more attentive?
6791	How now, madam?
6791	How now, my Lord of Kent?
6791	How now, my lord: Why so confused?
6791	How now, my lord?
6791	How now, sir?
6791	How now?
6791	How now?
6791	How that this floor, these walls, that seem so strong Without, may not be hollow from within, And let in felon treachery when I sleep?
6791	How to act I know not; Should I retain it, should I forward it?
6791	How, madam, fares the queen?
6791	How, my lord, So scrupulous when help is offered you?
6791	How, my lord; Can you deny me, then, this small petition?
6791	How?
6791	How?
6791	How?
6791	How?
6791	How?
6791	How?
6791	I acknowledged, Say you, the competence of the commission?
6791	I am a bastard, am I?
6791	I e''er have known you as an honest man; Now prove it to me; tell me, on your conscience, If such a law exist or not in England?
6791	I have been parted from my faithful women, And from my servants; tell me, where are they?
6791	I never have acknowledged it, my lord; How could I so?
6791	I?
6791	If Heaven decree that one of us two queens Must perish, to secure the other''s life-- And sure it must be so-- why should not I Be she who yields?
6791	If he Could clear himself?
6791	If the course was good, Wherefore conceal it?
6791	In very truth did you deliver it?
6791	In what rash enterprise would you Engage me?
6791	In whom can I confide When he deceives me?
6791	Is Burleigh with her, too, my evil genius?
6791	Is it accomplished?
6791	Is it meant The murderer shall surprise me, like the judges?
6791	Is it not?
6791	Is it probable that England, As yet so blessed in the new light''s enjoyment, Should throw itself into this papist''s arms?
6791	Is it thus you have obeyed my orders?
6791	Is it you?
6791	Is not life Life''s highest good?
6791	Is she awake?
6791	Is that my Lord of Kent?
6791	Is the death- warrant ready?
6791	Is the queen then sick?
6791	Is the suit ended, sir?
6791	Is then a heavenly happiness prepared To cheer me on the very verge of death?
6791	Is then the tourney, the carousal over?
6791	Is there no delusion To cheat my senses?
6791	Is this a fate for her, the gentle born, Who in her very cradle was a queen?
6791	Is this a time to fear her power, when France, Her only succor, has abandoned her?
6791	Is''t not well?
6791	It costs you but a word-- determine then What shall I do with this mysterious scroll?
6791	It is pronounced?
6791	It well befits me; am not I the man, The happy man, to whom thy gracious favor Has given the highest station?
6791	Know you The deeps and shallows of this court?
6791	Know you, then, what you risk?
6791	Look I then like a murderer?
6791	Lord Leicester?
6791	May I approach her?
6791	Melvil, sure, The ancient steward?
6791	Melvil, you come from London; can you give No tidings of my husband?
6791	Must she in death surround me with love''s toils?
6791	Must she not set her tender foot, still used To softest treading, on the rugged ground?
6791	My Lord High- Treasurer and the Earl of Leicester?
6791	My Lord of Leicester, you alone Are silent; does the subject which has made Him eloquent, deprive you of your speech?
6791	My fears are covered by the grave; who dares To say I did it?
6791	Nay, is it not a fact?
6791	No more assassins Now on the road?
6791	No, Shrewsbury; you surely would not now Desert me?
6791	Nor by the ruin of those many victims Who have, in such attempts, found certain death, And only made my chains the heavier?
6791	Now?
6791	O, Melvil, Melvil, why was it our fate To see the dawn of this unhappy day?
6791	Oh, how shall I So artfully arrange my cautious words That they may touch, yet not offend your heart?
6791	Oh, let me employ it Skimming with winged step light o''er the lea; Have I escaped from this mansion of mourning?
6791	Oh, tell me then how bore The queen this terrible vicissitude?
6791	Oh, what a deep abyss Of monstrous deeds?
6791	Oh, why was I not told of this before?
6791	Or did you kill him?
6791	Or fall in deep repentance at your feet?
6791	Repentest thou of the sin?
6791	Repentest thou of the sin?
6791	Respect my sex; who shall attend me else, And yield me the last service?
6791	Returned alone?
6791	Saw we not The first, best head in all this island fall A sacrifice for her upon the block?
6791	Say then, what surety can be offered me, Should I magnanimously loose your bonds?
6791	Say, did the sentence Surprise her?
6791	Say, do you still adhere to your resolve, And still refuse assistance from the dean?
6791	Say, have you placed this warrant in my hands To see that it be speedily enforced?
6791	Say, have you?
6791	Say, honest Melvil, how you fared the while In this inhospitable, hostile land?
6791	Say, is it so, or not?
6791	Say, is my conscience bound, then, to this realm?
6791	Say, sir, may I hope?
6791	Say, then, could England''s sovereign do more Than, out of all the monarchy, elect The very noblest, and appoint them judges In this great suit?
6791	Say, what are then their latest plans of treason?
6791	Say, what ordains him To be the Lord''s interpreter?
6791	Say, whither will you take your flight?
6791	Say, who was here?
6791	Say, with what lock can I secure your faith, Which by Saint Peter''s keys can not be opened?
6791	See you not from far How we are followed by observing spies?
6791	Shall I retain it, then,''till further orders?
6791	Shall, with this papist queen The ancient superstition be renewed?
6791	She fears not a collected world in arms?
6791	Shrewsbury, you saved my life, you turned The murderous steel aside; why let you not The dagger take its course?
6791	Since last we parted?
6791	Sir, I breathe The air within an English prison walls: Is that to live in England; to enjoy Protection from its laws?
6791	Sir, satisfy, I beg you, my impatience; What says his lordship?
6791	So soon returned?
6791	Speak, my lord; did you From me receive the warrant?
6791	Stand''st thou not blooming there in youthful prime While each step leads her towards the expecting tomb?
6791	Stands the sun still In its ethereal course?
6791	Tell me, Sir, First, how it comes that you should take so warm An interest in her fate; and what it was Gained you her confidence?
6791	That she lays claim to England?
6791	The judges?
6791	The monk resume his sway, the Roman legate In pomp march hither; lock our churches up, Dethrone our monarchs?
6791	The sentence is pronounced-- what gain I by it?
6791	The sentence, sir, which I but late intrusted Unto your keeping; where is it?
6791	There''s Sir Amias Paulet; noble sir, What tidings bring you?
6791	Therefore should she live?
6791	They say she is not royally attended; Would not the sight of her distress reproach me?
6791	This happened then but now?
6791	Those then, my Lord of Leicester, are the charms Which no man with impunity can view, Near which no woman dare to stand?
6791	Thou mountest, then, satisfied Of thy own innocence, the fatal scaffold?
6791	To hear what I would shudder to behold?
6791	To her?
6791	To see her head descend upon the block With unaverted and indifferent eyes?
6791	Upon this statute, then, My lord, is built the verdict of my judges?
6791	Vile wranglers that make sale of truth and justice; Oppression''s willing hirelings, and its tools?
6791	Was I then born to waken naught but frenzy?
6791	Was it Burleigh?
6791	Was it not then your prayer?
6791	Was it not yourself that brought me to the court?
6791	Was''t not enough to rob her of her power, Must ye then envy her its paltry tinsel?
6791	Well, Davison?
6791	Well, have I acted right at last, my lady?
6791	Were this a spectacle for British eyes?
6791	Were you not present at the tilt?
6791	What ailed the knight?
6791	What ails thee, Hannah?
6791	What are the duties that I owe to England?
6791	What are these fears?
6791	What are you dreaming of?
6791	What calls thee to the presence of the Highest?
6791	What can he do?
6791	What do you mean by that?
6791	What has a third to do''twixt thee and me?
6791	What has frightened you?
6791	What has occurred?
6791	What has passed?
6791	What have I lost?
6791	What have you done then to deliver her?
6791	What have you done?
6791	What have you there?
6791	What head is safe, if the anointed fall?
6791	What is the life of all compared to thee, And to my love?
6791	What is the matter, uncle?
6791	What is the matter?
6791	What is their fate?
6791	What is this?
6791	What lady''s that?
6791	What loss, my lord?
6791	What may the purport of the letter be?
6791	What mean you, my lord, by that?
6791	What means your lordship?
6791	What need have we of him?
6791	What orders, sir?
6791	What other sin disturbs thy guilty conscience?
6791	What other sin hath armed thy heart against thee?
6791	What power have you?
6791	What queen?
6791	What said the queen to you?
6791	What saw you?
6791	What say you, sir?
6791	What say you?
6791	What say you?
6791	What say you?
6791	What seat is that, my lord?
6791	What seek you here?
6791	What then is lost?
6791	What uproar''s this I hear without?
6791	What was that?
6791	What wilt thou, slave of tyranny, with me?
6791	What wish they still, my lord?
6791	What wishes else?
6791	What wishes he?
6791	What would you say to me, my Lady Stuart?
6791	What would you?
6791	What''s my crime?
6791	What''s that to me?
6791	What''s their wish?
6791	What, in Heaven''s name, can make her formidable?
6791	What?
6791	What?
6791	What?
6791	What?
6791	What?
6791	When did I fear to act Before your face?
6791	When did I order you To give the paper into Burleigh''s hands?
6791	When did I strive at that?
6791	When did I that, my lord?
6791	When shall my head lie calmly down to sleep?
6791	When she discovers That I am cheating her, that Mary lives; Are we not where we were?
6791	Whence came the jewel?
6791	Whence comes this aguish dread?
6791	Whence know ye this?
6791	Whence this sigh?
6791	Where are the lords?
6791	Where are their lordships?
6791	Where are they then?
6791	Where are they?
6791	Where are your proofs?
6791	Where is she now?
6791	Where is the murderess?
6791	Where is the purpose now with which I came To stifle my heart''s voice in callous scorn?
6791	Where is the throne?
6791	Where is the warrant?
6791	Where shall I find, poor sufferer, an asylum?
6791	Where the imperial canopy of state?
6791	Where would your giddy madness hurry you?
6791	Where, sir, is the paper?
6791	Which of you then announced to me a prisoner Bowed down by woe?
6791	Which, then, shall pave the way to confidence?
6791	Who attends her?
6791	Who can constrain thee?
6791	Who comes?
6791	Who comes?
6791	Who could suspect Beneath the vows of faithfullest devotion A deadly snare?
6791	Who did this frantic deed?
6791	Who gives me an assurance on your side?
6791	Who hath done this, my Lord of Leicester?
6791	Who said that?
6791	Who shall prevent me?
6791	Who that beholds these naked walls could say That majesty dwelt here?
6791	Who told me then to trust this practised villain?
6791	Who waits without?
6791	Who was it, then, my queen, Who saved you?
6791	Who''s there?
6791	Who''s there?
6791	Who, reared in Catherine''s luxurious court, Enjoyed the fulness of each earthly pleasure?
6791	Who, when a poisonous adder is delivered Into their hands, would keep the treacherous charge As if it were a sacred, precious jewel?
6791	Who?
6791	Why acts she thus?
6791	Why am I then denied that privilege, That right which e''en the murderer enjoys?
6791	Why do I shake?
6791	Why gaze you at me thus?
6791	Why hasten then her death?
6791	Why not my servants, who are both alive?
6791	Why not to me?
6791	Why not?
6791	Why shed their blood the daring?
6791	Why these complaints?
6791	Why this pause, This hesitation?
6791	Why was he in his lifetime not produced Before my face?
6791	Why was he then despatched So quickly that he could not be confronted With her whom he accused?
6791	Why weep ye?
6791	Will he do nothing for me?
6791	Will he forsake me, who has saved my life?
6791	Will no adventurer Attempt again for you the sad achievement?
6791	Will not the King of Spain rise up in arms?
6791	Will not this roof fall down and bury me?
6791	Will she then dare, regardless of the shame, Lay my crowned head upon the fatal block?
6791	Will they force me, then?
6791	Wilt thou then conceal The crime from God for which thou art condemned?
6791	With what A potent spell this female sceptre binds And rules men''s spirits round her?
6791	Yawns no abyss to swallow in its gulf The veriest wretch on earth?
6791	Yet could it not be proved?
6791	Yet, if it still were possible?
6791	You gave him not my letter?
6791	You give this counsel?
6791	You have confederates, accomplices?
6791	You have declared it, say you?
6791	You heard the bugle- horns?
6791	You led her majesty?
6791	You?
6791	You?
6791	Your favor?
6791	Your prison''s infamy, Hath it despoiled your beauty of its charms?
6791	Your uncle?
6791	[ And ye have found the means to hide from us Such costly things, and screen them, until now, From our inquiring eyes?]
6791	[ Did then Thy people''s loyal fealty await These Guises''approbation?]
6791	how shall I begin?
6791	that the Guises Will not acknowledge thee as queen?
6791	think you so?
6791	to what saint shall I address my prayers?
6791	what fresh outrage have we here?
6791	what glitters here?
6791	what see I?
6791	when Shall I once more be free upon this throne?
6791	who waits?
6791	who will save me from his raging madness?
6791	why should I deny it?
6791	will no God, no angel shelter me?
4596	A poor woman, whom-- Ha, where is she?
4596	After hearing the trial?
4596	Ah, Master Heatherthwayte,said Susan,"should not a man give up the sea when he is a husband and father?"
4596	Ah, Master Humfrey, is it in that man''s power that my poor brother lies?
4596	Am I a Turk or a Pagan? 4596 Am I a babe to be spared?"
4596	Am I going to the Tower?
4596	And Antony would have brought this upon us?
4596	And Cis-- my sister I mean?
4596	And even if she play the princess to me, how will she meet me? 4596 And for her thou wilt endure, if needful, suspicion, danger, exile?"
4596	And hap what may,he said,"when a daughter offereth to do her utmost for a mother in peril of death, what right have I to hinder her?"
4596	And hath the contract gone no farther?
4596	And have you nothing to cross the poor woman''s hand with, fair mistress?
4596	And her father?
4596	And how many do you think would have followed that same lion?
4596	And how think you? 4596 And is she installed in my former rooms, with the canopy over her cradle to befit her strain of royalty?"
4596	And is there now no hope?
4596	And is this to be done in thine own true name?
4596	And it was because you already perceived his villainy?
4596	And poor Tony hath brought himself within compass of the law?
4596	And still of good courage?
4596	And the father?
4596	And the letters are no forgery?
4596	And the vessel?
4596	And the wench, there, what call you her? 4596 And there is no hope of mercy?"
4596	And think you that she did?
4596	And this is your gratitude to her who helped you to lie in a queen''s bosom; ay, and who could aid you to rise higher or fall lower?
4596	And thou couldst not rest secure in the utter impossibility of her being given to him? 4596 And what are these same purposes?"
4596	And what became of honest Ailie-- I mean,catching herself up,"what befell those that went with her?"
4596	And what can be a better cause than that of the fairest of captive queens?
4596	And what like is she in your woman''s eyes? 4596 And what said he?
4596	And what said the squire and dame?
4596	And what think you was her thought when she found that road closed up?
4596	And when fell this out?
4596	And wherefore not? 4596 And wherefore not?
4596	And wherefore? 4596 And wherefore?"
4596	And who are they?
4596	And who is to answer that, when once beyond English bounds, she should not stir up more trouble than ever?
4596	And who is to be the Queen?
4596	And who or where is this same honourable gentleman who brought you up-- Richard Talbot? 4596 And who should it be but one who has both the royal blood of England and Scotland in her veins?
4596	And who,asked the lady,"may be yon, with the strangely- plumed hat and long, yellow hair, like a half- tamed Borderer?"
4596	And will you let him go on this strange voyage?
4596	And would she do this? 4596 And yet thou dost hold her poor mother a guilty woman?"
4596	And you give me your word?
4596	And you put up with his explanation?
4596	And you request license from us to go to the Hague?
4596	And you will guard her from him, sir?
4596	And you will not tell me wherefore you are thus cruel?
4596	And you would still keep the knowledge to ourselves?
4596	And, hark thee,said the Queen,"what becomes of the young gallant?"
4596	And, sir, what befell the babe we found in our last voyage off the Spurn? 4596 And,"said Richard,"who think you came to see me at Wingfield?
4596	Arabella, say you? 4596 Are these her friends?"
4596	Are they the judges, Humfrey?
4596	Art a Papist?
4596	Art thou at thine ease; thy poor shoulder resting well? 4596 Art thou ready to abide it, Master Richard?"
4596	Art thou so confident? 4596 As for that,"sighed Cis,"I never know what is sooth here, and what am I save a living lie myself?
4596	Ay, and who besides?
4596	Ay, but for present plots and intrigues, judge you her a true woman?
4596	Ay?
4596	Ay?
4596	Brother, quotha? 4596 But an if the true Queen be thus mewed up, sir?"
4596	But has there been no quest after her? 4596 But how came it about?"
4596	But how was it detected and overthrown? 4596 But was she tall?"
4596	But where is the princess?
4596	But wherefore leave these traitors at large to work mischief?
4596	But why should we dally? 4596 But will not these pretty ladies try it?
4596	But will thy father consent? 4596 But yonder is a guard at the yard gate; will he let us past?"
4596	But you will aid me?
4596	By force of arms? 4596 Can there be no secret agents save poor Cuthbert, whom I believe to be beyond seas?"
4596	Can you make anything of it?
4596	Can your Majesty prove that you knew nothing?
4596	Cause, my Lords?
4596	Chartley, where is that? 4596 Child,"said the Queen, as she came in,"is thy mind set on wedding an archduke?"
4596	Concerns it our Cissy, husband?
4596	Deem you then that she hath not worked her own woe?
4596	Did he speak of it?
4596	Did-- did Tibbott tell you, sir?
4596	Do you ever hear of that young Babington, your playfellow?
4596	Do you in very deed?
4596	Do you trust Langston then?
4596	Do_ you_ ask that, Sir Gilbert?
4596	Does your grace mean Pool''s Hole?
4596	Dost not know her, Langston? 4596 Dost thou bandy words, thou froward imp?"
4596	Even when she keeps in durance the Queen, who came as her guest in dire distress?
4596	Fie, Humfrey,cried Cis;"would not you dare exile or anything else in a good cause?"
4596	For our Queen?
4596	From whom came the proposal?
4596	Ha, Cuthbert Langston, art thou there?
4596	Hast drawn blood? 4596 Hast proved it, good dame?"
4596	Hast seen any hobgoblins, Cis?
4596	Hast seen him?
4596	Hath Sir Ralf Sadler still the charge of her?
4596	Hath he left his merchandise at Hull?
4596	Hath mother heard this?
4596	Hath no one spoken for her?
4596	Hath she ever heard more of the fellow?
4596	Hath the Queen other schemes for her?
4596	Have they escaped?
4596	Have you ever seen it, my Lord?
4596	Have you lost your way, my pretty mistress?
4596	Have you made it out?
4596	He wots it, doth he?
4596	He?
4596	Heh? 4596 His brother''s widow?"
4596	Hope, child? 4596 How did she and my Lord Treasurer fare together?"
4596	How did you hear?
4596	How does my mother?
4596	How doth my Lady Countess take that?
4596	How got the imps such knowledge?
4596	How is the Queen to know of her friends if we name them not to her?
4596	How know you that?
4596	How long is it since this pledge, as thou callest it, was given?
4596	How now, sir?
4596	How now? 4596 How now?"
4596	How say you, my Lord? 4596 How say you, my Lord?"
4596	How shall I thank you, gracious Queen?
4596	How so?
4596	How so?
4596	How soon canst thou have speech with him?
4596	How was it? 4596 How, sir?"
4596	How, sirrah? 4596 How?"
4596	How?
4596	Humfrey,said his brother, riding nearer to him,"did he not call that fellow in black, Langston?"
4596	I have known all that these two years; but what has that to do with my love?
4596	I marvel whether he hath really learnt who our Cis can be?
4596	I marvel who I am?
4596	I pray, then, how suits it with the boasted loyalty of your house that this brother of yours should have wedded the maid?
4596	I trust that Antony knew not of the wickedness?
4596	If he be secret, must not I be the same?
4596	Is Humfrey come?
4596	Is Mr. Secretary Walsingham one of the judges here?
4596	Is all well with my good father- in- law?
4596	Is all well with you?
4596	Is he so? 4596 Is it fair engrossed, good Curll?"
4596	Is it matter of great moment, Dick?
4596	Is it not so?
4596	Is it so sure that her royal lineage will be owned?
4596	Is it true,he added,"that the woman hath laid claim to the young lady now here as a kinswoman?"
4596	Is it true? 4596 Is it what I have felt with my fingers?"
4596	Is she safe?
4596	Is that Will Cavendish? 4596 Is there then no hope?"
4596	Is this Maude, or Langston, such a cur?
4596	Is this bonnie laddie yours, madam? 4596 Is this my last journey?"
4596	Is this your treatment of your guest, Humfrey? 4596 Is what this fellow guessed the very truth?"
4596	It does not matter,said Humfrey,"you are just the same to us, is she not, mother?"
4596	It is true,said Richard,"but how hath it come to your knowledge, my good friend?
4596	It is well if treason against my good sister''s person have been detected and frustrated,said Mary;"but how doth that concern me?"
4596	Know''st thou aught of our father and mother?
4596	Laugh, ay,growled the Earl;"and how will you laugh when there is not a deer left in the park, nor an ox in the stalls?"
4596	Lives he still?
4596	Maude,repeated Humfrey,"Was that man''s name Maude?
4596	May I ask,demanded Bellievre, waving a scented handkerchief,"what her Highness is prepared to say, in case I have to confirm it?"
4596	Mean you, then, to adopt her into your family?
4596	Methought I heard a fresh stir in the Castle; who is arrived?
4596	Might he not interpret it?
4596	Might not the occasion have been used for corresponding in secret with French friends?
4596	Mindst thou not the day when I crossed her hand with the tester father gave me?
4596	Mother, I would that I could go to her; Humfrey has seen and spoken to her, why should not I?
4596	Mother, why did you not let me watch with you?
4596	Mother,she said, as they went home on their quiet mules,"are great ladies always so rudely spoken to one another?"
4596	My good cousin,he asked,"what means this broil between the lads?
4596	Nay, Mr. Talbot, is it well to go on in a deceit?
4596	Nay, Sir Minister, what doth a sailor put his trust in but his God foremost, and then his good ship and his brave men?
4596	Nay, but hear what saith the child?
4596	Nay, but is it so?
4596	Nay, didst not once tell me of a betrothal now many years ago? 4596 Nay, dost not ken what is in view for me?"
4596	Nay, lad, what saith the Scripture,''Judge not, and ye shall not be judged''? 4596 Nay, madam, may not a babe''s gentle deed of pity be pardoned?"
4596	Nay,cried Cis,"what should I do?
4596	No chance eye could read it even were it discovered?
4596	No harm will come to them in the end,he said,"but what can we do?
4596	No one hath said thou wert false in word, but how as to thy deed?
4596	No? 4596 Nor to Antony?"
4596	Not even their wives?
4596	Not for all that search of yours at Chartley?
4596	Not thy true birth, child?
4596	Not to mother?
4596	O mother, how can you ask?
4596	Oh, dear mother, thou wilt not tell any one how faint of heart I am? 4596 Oh, mother, mother, how have I displeased him?"
4596	On my faith, what has she done to thee? 4596 On your duty to your Queen, is she what she called herself?"
4596	Only, madam, who was it that told your Grace that I was a stranger?
4596	Risk even the Queen''s life?
4596	Said I so? 4596 Said you that you read the cipher?"
4596	Saw you Antony Babington?
4596	Saw you no sign of the crew?
4596	See you not, you simple Humfrey, that, as I said methinks some time since, it is well sometimes to give a rogue rope enough and he will hang himself? 4596 See,"said Mrs. Kennedy,"who is that burly figure with the black eyes and grizzled beard?"
4596	Seen, quoth the lady?
4596	Seest thou this?
4596	Shall I see my little Cis?
4596	Shall I see you again, Humfrey?
4596	Shall we ask Master Heatherthwayte? 4596 Shall we then keep all things as they are, and lock this knowledge in our own hearts?"
4596	She brought you fair fortune once; how know you but she can bring you more?
4596	She is a good girl,said Susan,"but--""What has the foolish wife to object now?"
4596	She sends her deep and humble thanks, madam, for the honour your Majesty intended her, but she--"How now? 4596 Should they not be shown to my lord, or to her Grace''s Council?"
4596	Sir, do you give me your word for that?
4596	Sir, do you remember your old servant Colet, Gervas''s wife? 4596 Sir, how could a man brook seeing that fellow on his knee to her?
4596	So Martin is at Hull, is he?
4596	So please you, madam, my mother--"Eh? 4596 So saith he?"
4596	So, Master Babington, I find you have been betraying the trust I placed in you--"What, trust, my Lord?
4596	Some gentlemen?
4596	Tell me, hath he heard aught of this gear? 4596 Tell me, lady, who hath charge of the Queen''s buttery?
4596	That letter which her Grace was about to write yesterday?
4596	The Scottish archer?
4596	The brother of the minion Leicester?
4596	The child died in it?
4596	The fox, say you, sir? 4596 Then Dethick will be forfeited?"
4596	Then it is true, father?
4596	Then there are other practices?
4596	Then there is a plot?
4596	Then thou holdest her innocent?
4596	Then what means this passion?
4596	Then why should these men have been sent but to sting and gall me, and make me feel that I am in their power?
4596	Then will you not consent, mother? 4596 Then you would not grant him your recommendation?"
4596	Then, hath not my lord put a stop to the whole?
4596	There is no fear-- Humfrey, have you heard aught?
4596	There is one question I would fain ask, Madam mother: Doth my real father yet live? 4596 Thinkest thou that she hath tampered with-- with that poor maiden''s faith?"
4596	Thou art pledged, then, and canst not falter?
4596	Thou dost pity that poor lady, sweet one? 4596 Thou hast counted the cost?"
4596	Thou hast seen her?
4596	Thou wilt not write again?
4596	Thy father, child?
4596	Thy father? 4596 To Antony?
4596	To the Queen of Scots?
4596	Tush, woman, what of that? 4596 Verily, sir?"
4596	Was he so?
4596	Was it by ring or token?
4596	Was that in the cipher?
4596	Was there matter in that scroll?
4596	Well, what is the defence you would have me confine myself to, my sole privy counsellors?
4596	What are copies worth, or what are dead and tortured men''s confessions worth?
4596	What are they about to represent? 4596 What are you doing with those gentlemen?"
4596	What burnished splendour dazzles my weak sight? 4596 What care I what I suffer for such a Queen?"
4596	What colour can you give to thus hiding one who might, forsooth, claim royal blood, tainted though it be?
4596	What else came I to London for?
4596	What have you seen, good man?
4596	What is it that you apprehend?
4596	What is it, child?
4596	What is it, mignonne,said Mary, kindly;"is the whelp dead?
4596	What is it? 4596 What is this?
4596	What is this?
4596	What knowest thou of them?
4596	What knoweth he of this Langston, as thou callest him?
4596	What like was the woman?
4596	What mean you? 4596 What mean you?"
4596	What mean''st thou? 4596 What means the wench?
4596	What means this?
4596	What news, Nathanael?
4596	What of that, mignonne?
4596	What of that? 4596 What of that?"
4596	What packet?
4596	What put that folly into his head?
4596	What said he?
4596	What think you she hath fixed on as the name of the poor puling babe yonder? 4596 What vantage or what thing Gett''st thou thus for to sting, Thou false and flatt''ring liar?
4596	What woman?
4596	What would be the use of it, child? 4596 What would she have?"
4596	What?
4596	Where is he lying?
4596	Where thinkest thou? 4596 Where was I?
4596	Where wast thou, Dick? 4596 Where, sir?"
4596	Where, then, are my women and my servants?
4596	Where? 4596 Where?"
4596	Wherefore is this little army raised?
4596	Wherefore not? 4596 Wherefore should I beat her, save for doing errands that yonder lad should have known better than to thrust on her?"
4596	Who are they?
4596	Who brought it?
4596	Who can read it, for us?
4596	Who dares link the word traitor with my name?
4596	Who is he? 4596 Who is his wife?"
4596	Who is she, then?
4596	Who knows how they might play on his honour as to talebearing? 4596 Who spoke of hurting the foolish wench?"
4596	Who would set him on?
4596	Who? 4596 Whom can she intend to bring?"
4596	Whose wits would not be perturbed at the mere sight of such exquisite beauty?
4596	Why look you so sadly at me, sweet mother?
4596	Why, do none know here that King James is in the hands of him they call the Master of Gray?
4596	Why-- why may not the dear good Queen give me her dainty gifts?
4596	Will Mrs. Talbot pardon our riding- boots?
4596	Will not your Majesty hear it read over ere it pass out of your hands?
4596	Will you dare the lair of the conquered foe, or fear you to be pinched with aches and pains by his lurking hobgoblins? 4596 Will you not write this to her?"
4596	Will you take me, sir?
4596	Will you taste it, sir?
4596	Will your Majesty enter?
4596	Wot you that he was once our spy?
4596	Wot you who the maid may be, madam?
4596	Would it serve you to read our scroll?
4596	Wretch,said Paulett,"wouldst thou confound private murder with the open judgment of God and man?"
4596	Yet can it not be sooth indeed?
4596	Yet doth it not behove us to endeavour to find out her parentage?
4596	You are sure they are not Minos and Rhadamanthus, sir? 4596 You assure me?"
4596	You deem the matter so certain?
4596	You here still, Humfrey? 4596 You knew it?"
4596	You owe nothing, quoth my mistress? 4596 You promise, Humfrey?"
4596	You refused the fellow of course?
4596	You saw him, Susan?
4596	You say not so, Mistress Barbara?
4596	You will not beat Cis, father?
4596	You will not remove your son likewise?
4596	You would not give the child to him if she were your own?
4596	You would not have me part with the poor little one?
4596	''Tis a letter from Bernardo de Mendoza with a proposition for whose hand thinkest thou?
4596	A Popish relic, is it not?
4596	A maid, is it?
4596	Am I to be taken to the Tower?"
4596	Am I to take it on thy word, girl?"
4596	Anan?"
4596	And could I trust thee to go wandering to London, like a maiden in a ballad, all alone?"
4596	And didst thou know, thou simple lad, what the letter bore, which thou didst carry, and what it would bring on this peaceful land?"
4596	And how does the good lady, your wife, and my sweet playfellow, your daughter?"
4596	And if he let his faith slip, how should he meet his father again?
4596	And my doo-- my little Cis, did she weep as became a sister for the bold laddies?"
4596	And our Cis too?
4596	And pray how much an ell was yonder broidered stuff?"
4596	And what is her house to be preferred to mine?"
4596	And what saith thy good father, my Humfrey?"
4596	And what would become of herself?
4596	And who may this your true love be?"
4596	And why these tears?
4596	And why?
4596	And yet was it wholly as a Roman Catholic that she had been hated, intrigued against, and deposed in her own kingdom?
4596	And you would see your sister, sir?
4596	And, verily, what is it but her duty to obey her mother, her true and veritable mother, Humfrey?
4596	Are not we well guarded, not having one man with a sword near me?"
4596	Are the Catholics of Derby in the saddle?
4596	Are the ships on the coast?"
4596	Are they not Papists?"
4596	Are they to be in Latin, Humfrey?"
4596	Art afraid to dare the black river?"
4596	As before, she shared the Queen''s chamber, and there it was that Mary asked her,"Well, mignonne, and how fares it with thine ardent suitor?
4596	Ay, and from whom?
4596	Ay, and of all the endearments to Leicester and to Hatton?
4596	Ay, and this brother of thine, what hath he got with this wife of his but banishment and dread of his own land?"
4596	Babington?"
4596	Backing Babington and banishing Talbot?
4596	Because he is too much inclined to the poor prisoner and her faith?
4596	Buckhurst?
4596	But how could they let it go so near?
4596	But how did you learn it?
4596	But how now?
4596	But how was it, child?"
4596	But how would it be with Cicely?
4596	But to her surprise at night Mary addressed her again,"My daughter, did that true- hearted foster- father of thine speak in sooth?"
4596	But who comes here?"
4596	But,"continued the honest, but tactless man,"who could have thought of the like of that, and that the pretty maid never knew it?
4596	Can she have ought against me?--I, your son, sir, of the Talbot blood, and not ill endowed?"
4596	Can they call it treason?"
4596	Canst keep counsel?"
4596	Canst thou conceive wherefore he doth it?
4596	Cavendish gave his head a shake that expressed unutterable things, saying:"Your kinsman, said you?
4596	Child, Cicely, where art thou?
4596	Cicely looked at Humfrey with widely- opened eyes, and the half- breathed question,"What does it mean?"
4596	Cis smirked, and held out a hand, saying in an affected tone,"Lord Earl, are thy wits astray?"
4596	Come you next, fair mistress?"
4596	Come, what say you to eggs and bacon, madam?"
4596	Darest thou beard me-- me?"
4596	Did he believe that Antony ever had communication with her or her people unheard by others?
4596	Did he intend to make profit of it and obtain in the poor girl a subject for further intrigue?
4596	Did he look sour at her and frighten her with his ugsome beard?"
4596	Did he send no word to me, dear father?"
4596	Did he suspect that the whistle came from the Queen of Scots?
4596	Did not that crafty villain Langston utter some sort of warning which I spurned, knowing the Bridgefield trustiness and good faith?
4596	Did she not hold the heart of every loyal Englishman by an invisible rein?
4596	Didst get into trouble, child?
4596	Didst say that he rode with thee?"
4596	Didst thou really not know what marks thou bearest, little one?"
4596	Do I see her here?"
4596	Do they deem her lost?"
4596	Do you doubt whether your wife have rank enough to wait on the Queen?
4596	Do you know to whom you speak?
4596	Do you see old Will yonder, Cicely, just within Mr. Secretary''s call-- with the poke of papers and the tablet?"
4596	Dost not see, mine honest Humfrey, that''s the very point that fits him for our purpose?"
4596	Dost see, my boy?"
4596	Doth my husband know?"
4596	Doth she seek to take thee into her own keeping?"
4596	Doth thy father-- what am I saying?
4596	Else, why should he have thrust himself in for a hurt that women- folk had far better have tended?
4596	Fears she to come, or has she sent no message nor letter?"
4596	For the other practices, they are none of mine, and is it not written''In the same pit which they laid privily is their foot taken''?"
4596	Fortune had favoured him, for a voice demanded in return,"Do I hear the voice of good Captain Talbot?
4596	Had he not given up all for her?
4596	Had you seen him since you have been here?"
4596	Hark, what is that in the street?
4596	Has the leech let blood to thy good- mother, Susan?
4596	Hast been sick?"
4596	Hast seen them?"
4596	Hast thou had a letter from thy father?"
4596	Hath Babington spoken sooth?"
4596	Hath Babington won him over; or is it for thy sake, child?
4596	Hath he any marriage in view for her?
4596	Hath he not already practised against my life and that of my son?"
4596	Hath none of you faith in your love?
4596	Have I not been conducted through it by Dr. Jones, and there writ my name for his delectation?
4596	Have the English been found so deficient in spirit compared with other nations?"
4596	Have the Southron loons chilled thine heart and made thee no leal to thine ain mother that hath hungered for thee?"
4596	Have the sorrows of her house come on her?"
4596	Have you brought the lady?"
4596	Have you not seen him and had speech with him in many strange shapes?
4596	Have you not sworn obedience to me?"
4596	Have you, mother?
4596	He caught the hand on the balusters, and cried,"My princess, my princess, and art thou doing this for me?"
4596	He knoweth us far better than doth Sir Ralf Sadler; doth he not know we are here?"
4596	He looked crestfallen, and she began,--"Well, sir?
4596	He met Susan coming down, asking anxiously,"Is she sick?"
4596	He was just about to begin when Antony broke in,"Then, sir, you do deem it a great wrong?"
4596	Her judges?
4596	His hand was healing all too fast, and what might not come any day from London?
4596	How befell it, dost thou ask?
4596	How came he to blunder out such tidings to thee?"
4596	How could she have gone such a distance in the time?
4596	How could we sleep there?"
4596	How do they?"
4596	How fares he?
4596	How fareth she in health, wench?"
4596	How have I included them in what I have told her Majesty of our sweet Countess?"
4596	How is my Lord''s page to show himself at Chatsworth to- morrow with such an eye?
4596	How knowest thou?"
4596	How long hath she been so thick with her?"
4596	How long will it take me to polish away the dulness of thy clownish contact?"
4596	How much more did Langston guess?
4596	How much was it, Andrew?"
4596	How now,"at some sound below, springing to the little window and flinging it back,"you lazy idle wenches-- what are you doing there?
4596	How precise and stiff he hath grown, and why doth he not look up and greet us?
4596	How say you, my Lord, may I have this maiden for my warder at night?"
4596	How should I know what hath passed seventeen years back in Scotland?"
4596	How should she?"
4596	How will it be now when she has been for well- nigh a year in this Queen''s training?
4596	How, then, should any sins of this poor Queen withhold her daughter from rendering her all the succour in her power?
4596	Humfrey stared at him, and muttered an ejaculation, then exclaimed,"How and when was this known?"
4596	Humfrey, what think''st thou that Mr. Langston meant?
4596	I made bold to say,''And Master Richard, your worship?''
4596	I trust not on the Talbot side of the house?"
4596	If the Mastiff were in, would not Gervas have long ago brought her the tidings?
4596	In hiding?
4596	Is all told?"
4596	Is he as good scholar as ever?"
4596	Is he to die for his faith and honour?"
4596	Is it Ephraim?
4596	Is it Hebe descended to this earth?"
4596	Is it a second Juno that I behold, or lovely Venus herself?
4596	Is it as Cis would have me believe, a mere childish quarrel that I may pass over?
4596	Is it faithful old Halbert as at Sheffield?"
4596	Is it in the scroll?"
4596	Is it not enough to be debarred from my sweet princess myself, but I must see her beset by a Papist and traitor, fostered and encouraged too?"
4596	Is it not so, sweetheart?"
4596	Is it of the child?"
4596	Is it only that she is grim and ugly?"
4596	Is it out of a romaunt?"
4596	Is it so, sir?"
4596	Is it so?
4596	Is it so?
4596	Is it too late?"
4596	Is it true that my father is come?
4596	Is it you, good Master Heatherthwayte?"
4596	Is my work to stand still while you are toying with yon vile whelp?
4596	Is she too great a fool to accept of it?"
4596	Is that all thou hast to tell me?
4596	Is the fellow of that sort?
4596	Is the lass your ain bairn?
4596	Is the little Arbell come back with them?"
4596	Is there no trust implied in the coming and going of one of my household, when such a charge is committed to me and mine?"
4596	Is there not a surer and more lasting cure for all my ills in preparation?
4596	Is this thy lesson?"
4596	Is this true?"
4596	Is this your Religio Catholica?
4596	Is''t she?"
4596	Knew you not how to send up to the castle for Master Drewitt?
4596	Know you not how incensed she is?
4596	Know you not, father, those proud and gay ones, with rose- coloured bladders and long blue beards-- blue as the azure of a herald''s coat?"
4596	Knows she what she says, Susan Talbot?"
4596	Let no one know of it, or of the trinket-- Thou hast them safe?"
4596	Lord Shrewsbury took the petition from him, glanced it over, and asked,"Who knew the Guy Norman who sent it?"
4596	Madame, how does my doo?''
4596	Mais que voulez vous?"
4596	Master Beatoun, hast thou my purse?
4596	Master Belton, saying,"What say you, sir?"
4596	Master Curll, will you try the venture?"
4596	Master Talbot, how is this?
4596	May I carry the tidings to her?
4596	May I not seek the Queen at once, without waiting for this French gentleman?
4596	Mayhap the young gentlewoman will restore it?"
4596	Methought I heard sounds of chiding?"
4596	Might not he crave permission to take her home, that is, if she will leave your Grace?"
4596	Moreover, even when the moment of freedom strikes, who knows that to find her of their own religion may not win us favour with the English?"
4596	Moreover, he would have the present pleasure of taking her home with him to his Susan, and who could say what would happen in the meantime?
4596	Moreover, what could she do with the poor child?"
4596	Must they attaint me as a woman?
4596	Must we speak of her as a stranger?"
4596	My obolus is ready; shall I put it in my mouth?"
4596	Nay, how could I ask God Almighty to bless my doing with a lie in my mouth?"
4596	No man, said you, father?
4596	Not by her fault, poor wench, but what hope canst thou have, my son?"
4596	Not our Cis?"
4596	Not to one who saw you, a drenched babe, brought in from the wreck, and who gave the sign which has raised you to your present honours?
4596	O madam, what thanks will be worthy of such a grace?"
4596	O mother, is it sooth?
4596	Oh, is it coming on thee?
4596	Oh, surely, he is not in your secrets, madam, my mother, after that day at Tutbury?"
4596	Oh, what is it, madam?"
4596	Oh, why, why did the doom spare me that took my little brothers?
4596	Or what right have we to make away with the little one''s property?"
4596	Or would her mother carry her off to these strange lands?....
4596	Remember you all the tales of the nips and the pinches?
4596	Richard Talbot,"was his salutation,"what''s the coil now?
4596	Richard made a sign of affirmation, saying,"Is it only a guess on his part?"
4596	Sayest thou so?
4596	Secretary?"
4596	Shall I propose thine instead?"
4596	She could hear his longing in the very sound of the"Ays?"
4596	She or I, she or I must die; and which is best for England and the faith?
4596	Should she fail in patience because his ship tarried awhile?
4596	Should she look over the balcony only to be disappointed again?
4596	Show how she treats her ladies--""Who will be her lady?
4596	So he began to say that if I were favourable-- Mother, do men always do like that?"
4596	So he was too hot a lover for Master Humfrey''s notions, eh?"
4596	So-- here is Charon once more-- must I lie down?"
4596	Something?
4596	Susan took courage to ask; but the Scotswoman would not be disconcerted, and replied,"How suld I ken without a sight of the tokens?
4596	Talbot?"
4596	Talbot?"
4596	Talbot?"
4596	Tell me, Numps, what is it?"
4596	Tell me, child, if thou be not forbidden, hath she any purpose for thee?"
4596	Tell me, is this suit on his part made to your daughter or to the Scottish orphan?"
4596	Tell me, my maid, was not she good to thee?
4596	Tell me-- what like is the child?
4596	That is-- so far as I see-- like not to be till latter Lammas-- but meantime what sayest thou, Susan?
4596	The first glance Cicely encountered was one of utter amazement and wrath, as the Queen exclaimed,"Whom have you brought hither, Messieurs?"
4596	The letter is at the bottom of the Castle well; is it not, mignonne?
4596	The question was first put to Ballard, Was he guilty of these treasons or not guilty?
4596	The son, I think, of good Master Richard Talbot of Bridgefield?
4596	The young lady-- where is she?"
4596	Then followed a pause, and then Cis said in a low trembling voice,"And it was from the wreck of the Bride of Dunbar that I was taken?"
4596	Then, on a further question, she proceeded,"Has her ladyship never heard of the Ebbing Well that shows whether true love is soothfast?"
4596	There was a pause, and then, as if she had begun to take in the import of Humfrey''s words, she added,"What said you?
4596	There was plenty of time for Antony to begin with,"Are there as many conies as ever in the chase?"
4596	They are no subjects for this real world of ours; are they not rather swains in my poor Philip Sidney''s Arcadia?
4596	Think you,"she added, turning to Walsingham,"think you, Mr. Secretary, that I am ignorant of your devices used so craftily against me?
4596	Think, lady, if you were shut up from your children and friends, would you not seek to send tidings to them?"
4596	Thou hast seen it?"
4596	Thou heedest me, wife?"
4596	Thy name is not Cis, is it?
4596	To look across at him and know him near often seemed her best support, and was she to be cut off from him for ever?
4596	Was Queen Mary''s last conquest to be that of Humfrey Talbot?
4596	Was he very pressing?"
4596	Was he waiting for clear proof to make the secret known to the Council?
4596	Was it a jewel of gold?
4596	Was it simply as a Roman Catholic that she was, as she said, the subject of a more cruel plot than that of which she was accused?
4596	Was it so, sir?"
4596	Was it through Langston?"
4596	Was not her favour their dream and their reward?
4596	Was she making him value duty less?
4596	Was she not indeed the cynosure of all the realm?
4596	Was she to be left to all the insults that the malice of her persecutor could devise?
4596	Well, and how fares Sir Francis?
4596	Were it not better that I stole her safely away and wedded her in secret, so that at least she might have an honest husband?"
4596	Were none like to be saved?"
4596	Were there any Englishmen there besides Richard Talbot and his son who felt the pathos of this appeal?
4596	Were there, then, fresh letters of that unfortunate lady in his hands, or were any to be searched for and captured?
4596	Were they false or genuine?
4596	Were they the same?"
4596	Wha gave her till you to keep?
4596	What are you calling these honours to my orphan princess?"
4596	What are you tarrying for?
4596	What art thou pondering?"
4596	What can I do?"
4596	What cared I for their names?
4596	What complexion doth she promise?"
4596	What didst thou say of her?
4596	What garred the silly loon call in the young leddy ere he kenned whether she wad keep counsel?"
4596	What has he to do with it?
4596	What have you done?"
4596	What is it all about?"
4596	What is it?
4596	What is it?
4596	What is it?
4596	What is it?"
4596	What is that?
4596	What like is she?
4596	What matters it how they do the deed on which they are bent?
4596	What more would you have of me?"
4596	What saidst thou of Tibbott?"
4596	What say you, dame?
4596	What sayest thou to thy token now?
4596	What shall I do with him?
4596	What think you of this for a toy?"
4596	What think you, daughter Talbot?"
4596	What was to be done?
4596	What were her wares, saidst thou?"
4596	What will he say when we bring him a sister as well as a mother?
4596	What would English or Scots say to find thee a household Joan, wedded to one of Drake''s rude pirate fellows?
4596	What wouldst say if thine own mother were to ratify it?"
4596	What''s this I hear, Humfrey, that you have been playing the champion, and getting wounded in the defence?"
4596	What, Cis, child, art quaking?"
4596	What, is it so?
4596	What, mignonne, art thou weeping?
4596	What?
4596	What?"
4596	When is she looked for here again?"
4596	Where can she have hidden herself?"
4596	Where is Cicely?
4596	Where is Ned?"
4596	Where is he, the young traitor?"
4596	Where is the Queen of Scots?"
4596	Where is the elder?"
4596	Where should she be but here?
4596	Where was he?
4596	Wherefore can not the woman speak truth to me?
4596	Wherefore do the children call her a witch?
4596	Wherefore hold back while still in your prime?"
4596	Wherefore not, when he carried my Lady Countess''s messages?"
4596	Who art thou, sir?"
4596	Who hath seen them?"
4596	Who is it?
4596	Who is she, Master Gilbert?"
4596	Who told thee that I had consented?"
4596	Who told thee, Humfrey?"
4596	Who was it who arrived to- night?"
4596	Who was it?"
4596	Who would be permitted to witness the trial?
4596	Whom did I see following you?"
4596	Why can thy kind never let well alone?
4596	Why did I live to be the most wretched, not of sovereigns alone, but of women?"
4596	Why should I concern myself about poor Antony and his five gentlemen?
4596	Why was it not provided?
4596	Why, my master, what harm think you it will do to us in my dame''s casket?
4596	Will it please you to fall to?
4596	Will it please you to open my own chambers to me, sir?"
4596	Will none of you come on?
4596	Will you have a tuft from a beaver to stop the blood?"
4596	Will you try the well, your Grace?"
4596	Wilt come and comfort a poor prisoner, little sweeting?"
4596	Wilt thou give me one of thy kisses, sweet bairnie?"
4596	Wilt thou stoop to come and cheer the poor old caged bird?"
4596	Wilt thou take her, Humfrey, and with her, all the inheritance of peril and sorrow that dogs our unhappy race?"
4596	Would he not do anything for her?
4596	Would her Grace hear it?"
4596	Would not he find a comforter in sweet Mistress-- ah, what was her name?
4596	Would she be detained in the bondage in which the poor sisters of the Grey blood had been kept?
4596	Would she look at my poor wares?
4596	Would the lady really sleep with her in her little bed?
4596	Wouldst guess it to be of gentle, or of clownish blood, if women can tell such things?"
4596	Yonder modest, shamefast maiden, of such seemly carriage and gentle speech?"
4596	You remember the decoy for the wild- fowl?
4596	You take me, sir?"
4596	You will let no one guess?
4596	am not I myself in Walsingham''s confidence?
4596	and have I lost all these hours of you?"
4596	and how would it be with my father-- Mr. and Mrs. Talbot, I mean?"
4596	and is it Humfrey Talbot to whom I owe my life?
4596	and she knew the eager eyes, and exclaimed under her breath,"Antony, you here?
4596	and you reckon it no harm that thy father and mother were left to a set of feckless, brainless, idle serving- men and maids in their trouble?
4596	asked Humfrey, with a thrill of horror,"is she sentenced?"
4596	asked Susan, amazed,"do you think her guiltless in the matter?"
4596	but how?
4596	but,"said Cicely,"did not yonder woman with the beads and bracelets bid him look?"
4596	cried Cicely,"who is yonder, with the short cloak standing on end with pearls, and the quilted satin waistcoat, jewelled ears, and frizzed head?
4596	cried Cis, affrighted;"is there anything on my back?
4596	cried Humfrey,"who think you is at Hull?
4596	cried the sailor,"what have I done?
4596	foolish youth, to whom should I be merciful since the man is dead?
4596	has she signed the warrant?
4596	have we not, madam?"
4596	how can you speak patiently of such profanation and cruelty?
4596	how could they be so cruel?
4596	husband, is she worthy, for whom the child is thus to lead you into peril?"
4596	is his heart still set on this poor maid?"
4596	is it not so with all of us?
4596	is it some order for saying mass,--or to get some new Popish image or a skein of silk?
4596	know you not?
4596	murmured Cis;"when shall I see her again?"
4596	my Lady Countess is it, bent on making her match her own way?
4596	or is the clasp broken?"
4596	or what is this packet?"
4596	said Antony, with a long breath, as though making a discovery,"sits the wind in that quarter?"
4596	said Paulett,"what hast thou to say for thyself that I should not hang thee from the highest tower?"
4596	said Richard,"and how long hast thou known this?"
4596	said Susan,"would it be well for the sweet babe if her Majesty''s messengers, who be so often at the castle, were to report her so lodged?"
4596	said the Queen,"how should not my heart fail me when I think of the many high spirits who have fallen for my sake?
4596	she said, with a little terrified sound of conviction, then added,"What thought you of Master Babington?"
4596	sighed Babington,"is there no hope for him-- he who has done naught but guard too faithfully my unhappy secret?
4596	sir,"said Cicely,"how can I give you false hopes?"
4596	starting, silly maid?
4596	thou art not breaking thine heart over yonder Scottish lady-- when we are going home, home, I say, and have got rid of watch and ward for ever?
4596	thou hast not laid this scroll before him?"
4596	was ever man so cruelly deceived as me?"
4596	was it for her good?
4596	what fair thing was that at the lady''s throat?
4596	what hast thou done?
4596	why must jealousy mar the fondest affection?
4596	will it last out my life?
4596	wilt thou duck her for a witch?
4596	you have said so ten thousand times, and what charge has ever been dropped?"