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"...After My Departure I Caled To Mynde Our Conference..."

 

"...After My Departure I Caled To Mynde Our Conference..."

(album: Songs From The Labyrinth - 2006)


[From a letter to Sir Robert Cecil:]

...After my departure, I called to mind our conference and got me by myself and wept heartily to see my fortune so hard that I should become servant to the greatest enemy of my prince, country, wife, children, and friends, for want, and to make me like themselves. God, He knoweth, I never loved treason nor treachery, nor never knew any...

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