Three new playes, Viz. The noble ingratitude. A pastoral-tragi-comedy. The enchanted lovers. A pastoral. The amorous fantasme. A tragi-comedy. All written by Sir Wil. Lower Knight
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Three new playes, Viz. The noble ingratitude. A pastoral-tragi-comedy. The enchanted lovers. A pastoral. The amorous fantasme. A tragi-comedy. All written by Sir Wil. Lower Knight
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Lower, William, Sir, 1600?-1662.
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London :: Printed for F. Kirkman at the John Fletchers Head over against the Angel-Inn on the backside of St. Clements without Temple-Bar,
1661.
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"Three new playes, Viz. The noble ingratitude. A pastoral-tragi-comedy. The enchanted lovers. A pastoral. The amorous fantasme. A tragi-comedy. All written by Sir Wil. Lower Knight." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A49328.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 25, 2024.
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SCENA QUINTA.
Clarina, Alpbonso, Isabella.
Clarina.
Oh Signeur, oh Madame! —
Alphonso.
VVhat ayles thee, art thou mad?
Clarina.
Oh, I have seene —
Alphonso.
what hast thou seene that troubleth thee so much?
Clarina.
I have seene, I have seene —
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Alphonso.
VVhat hast thou seene?Speake, I conjure thee.
Clarina.
Since then I must speake it,I've seene a dead man walke.
Alphonso.
Th' ast lost thy reason.
Clarina.
Nothing's more true, that fearefull Fantasme fol∣lowesMy steps, I heare him, he pursues me; save me.
Isabella.
It is my Brother —
Alphonso.
Straung! It is my Sonne.
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