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And, for amends to his posterity,

With her her niece, the lady Blanch of Spain;
At our importance,* hither is he come, With them a bastard of the king deceas'd :
To spread his colours, boy, in thy behalf; And all the unsettled humours of the land,
And to rebuke the usurpation

Rash, inconsiderate, fiery voluntaries,
Of thy unnatural uncle, English John: With ladies' faces and fierce dragons' spleens,-
Embrace him, love, him, give him welcome Have sold their fortunes at their native homes,

Bearing their birthrights proudly on their
Arth. God shall forgive you Caur-de-lion's backs,

To make a hazard of new fortunes here.
The rather, that you give his offspring life, In brief, a braver choice of dauntless spirits,
Shadowing their right under your wings of Than now the English bottoms have waft o'er,

Did never float upon the swelling tide,
I give you welcome with a powerless hand, To do offence and scath* in Christendom.
But with a heart full of upstained love : The interruption of their churlish drums
Welcome before the gates of Angiers, duke.

[Drums beat. Lew. A noble boy! Who would not do thee Cuts off more circumstance: they are at hand, right?

To parley, or to fight; therefore, prepare. Aust. Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss, K. Phi. How much unlook'd for is this ex. As seal to this indenture of my love;

pedition ! That to my home I will no more return,

Aust. By how much unexpected, by so much
Till Angiers, and the right thou hast in France, We must awake endeavour for defence;
Together with that pale, that white-fac'd shore, For courage mounteth with occasion :
Whose foot spurns back the ocean's roaring Let them be welcome then, we are prepar’d.

And coops from other lands her islanders,

Enter King JOAN, ELINOR, BIANCH, the Even till that England, hedg'd in with the

BASTARD, PEMBROKE, and Forces. main,

K, John. Peace be to France : if France in That water-walled bulwark, still secure

peace permit And confident from foreign purposes,

Our just and líneal entrance to our own! Even till that utmost corner of ihe west If not; bleed France, and peace ascend to Salute thee for her king : till then, fair boy,

heaven! Will I not think of home, but follow arms.

Whiles we, God's wrathful agent, do correct Const. O, take his mother's thanks, a wi- Their proud contempt that beat his peace to dow's thanks,


heaven. Till your strong hand shall help to give him K. Phi. Peace be to England; if that war To make a more requital to your love.

return Aust. The peace of heaven is theirs, that lift From France to England, there to live in peace! their swords

England we love; and, for that England's sake, In such a just and charitable war.

With burden of our armour here we sweat : K. Phi. Well then, to work; our cannon This toil of ours should be a work of thine ; shall be bent

But thou from loving England art so far, Against the brows of this resisting town.

That thou has under-wrought+ his lawful king, Call for our chiefest men of discipline,

Cut off the sequence of posterity, To cull the plots of best advantages:

Outfaced infant state, and done a rape We'll lay before this town our royal bones,

Upon the maiden virtue of the crown. Wade to the market-place in Frenchmen's Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's face ;blood,

These eyes, these brows, were moulded out of But we will make it subject to this boy.

his: Const Stay for an answer to your embassy, This little abstract dotı contain that large, Lest unadvis'd you stain your swords with which died in Geffrey; and the hand of time blood :

Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume. My lord Chatillon may from England bring That Geffrey was thy elder brother born, That right in peace, which here we urge in And this his son; England was Gelirey's right, war ;

And this is Geffrey's : In the name of God, And then we shall repent each drop of blood, How comes it then, that thou art call'd a king, That hot rash haste so indirectly shed. When living blood doth in these temples beat,

Which owe the crown that thou o'ermasterest? Enter CHATILLON.

K. John. From whom hast thou this great

commission, France,
K. Phi. A wonder, lady!-lo, upon thy wish, To draw my answer from thy articles ?
Our messenger Chatillon is arriv'd. -

K. Phi. From that supernall judge, that stirs
What England says, say briefly, gentle lord,

good thoughts
We coldly pause for thee; Chatillon, speak. In any breast of strong authority,
Chat. Then turn your forces from this paltry To look into the blots and stains of right.

That judge hath made me guardian to this boy:
And stir them up against a mightier task. Under whose warrant, I impeach thy wrong;
England, impatient of your just demands, And, by whose help, I mean to chastise it.
Hath put himself in arms; the adverse winds, K. John. Alack, thou dost usurp authority.
Whose leisure I have staid, have given him K. Phi. Excuse; it is to beat usurping down.
To land his legions all as soon as I: (time Eli. W bo is it, thou dost call usurper, France?
His marches are expedient to this town, Const. Let me make answer;-thy usurping
His forces strong, his soldiers confident.
With him along is come the mother-queen, Eli. Out, insolent! thy bastard shall be
An Até,g stirring him to blood and strife ;



That thou nay'st be a queen, and check the • Importunity. + Best stations to over-awe the town.

# Mischice. + Undermined. Succession. Immediate, expeditions. The Goddess of Revenge.

Aslıort writing.

il Celesii....


our ears

Const. My bed was ever to thy son as true, Being but the second generation
As thine was to thy husband : and this boy Removed from thy sin-conceiving woms.
Liker in feature to his father Geffrey,

K. John. Bedlam, have done.
Than thou and John in manners; being as like, Const. I have but this to say,-
As rain to water, or devil to his dam.

That he's not only plagued for her sin My boy a bastard! By my soul, I think, But God hath made her sin and her th plague His father never was so true begot;

On this removed issue, plagu'd for her, It cannot be, an if thou wert his mother. And with her plague, her sin; his injury Eli. There's a good mother, boy, that blots Her injury,—the beadle to her sin; thy father.

All punish'd in the person of this child, Const. There's a good grandam, boy, that And all for her; A plague upon her! would blot thee.

Eli. Thou unadvised scold, I can produce Aust. Peace!

A will, that bars the title of thy son. Bast. Hear the crier.

Const. Ay, who doubts that? a will! a wicked Aust. What the devil art thou?

will; Bust. One that will play the devil, Sir, with A woman's will; a canker'd grandain's will! you,

K. Phi, Peace, lady ; pause, or be more temAn'a may catch your hide and you alone.

perate : You are the hare of whom the proverb goes, It ill beseems this presence, to cry aim* Whose valour plucks dead lions by the beard ; To these ill-tuned repetitions.I'll smoke your skin-coat,* an icatch you right; Some trumpet summon hither to the walls Sirrah, look to't ; i'faith, I will, i'faith. These men of Angiers ; let us hear them speak,

Blanch. O, well did he become that lion's Whose title they admit, Arthur's or John's. That did disrobe the lion of that robe! [robe,

Bast. It lies as sightly on the back of him, Trumpets sound. Enter CITIZENS upon the walls. As great Alcides' shoes upon an ass :

1 Cit. Who is it, that hath warned us to the But, ass, I'll take that burden from your back;

walls ? Or lay on that, shall make your shoulders K. Phi. 'Tis France, for England. crack.

K. John. England, for itself: Aust. What cracker is this same, that deafs You men of Angiers, and my loving subjects,

K. Phi. You loving men of Angiers, Arthur's With this abundance of superfluous breath?

subjects, K. Phi. Lewis, determine what we shall do Our trumpet call'd you to this gentle parle. straight.

K. John. For our advantage ;-Therefore, Lew. Women and fools, break off your con

hear us first.ference.

These flags of France, that are advanced here King John, this is the very sum of all,

Before the eye and prospect of your town, England, and Ireland, Anjou, Touraine, Have hither march'd to your endamagement: Maine,

The cannons have their bowels full of wrath; In right of Arthar do I claim of thee :

And ready mounted are they, to spit forth Wilt thou resign them, and lay down thy arms? Their iron indignation 'gainst your walls: K. John. My life as soon :-- 1 do defy thee, All preparation for a bloody siege, France.

And merciless proceeding by these French, Arthur of Bretagne, yield thee to my hand; Confront your city's eyes, your winking gates; And, out of my dear love, I'll give thee more And, but for our approach, those sleeping Than e'er the coward hand of France can win: That as a waist do girdle you about, (stones, Submit thee, boy.

By the compulsion of their ordnance Eli. Come to thy grandam, child.

By this time from their fixed beds of lime Const. Do, child, go to it' grandam, child ; Had been dishabited, and wide havoc made Give grandam kingdom, and it' grandam will For bloody power to rush upon your peace. Give it a plum, a cherry, and a tig:

But, on the sight of us, your lawful king,There's a good grandam.

Who painfully, with much expedient march, Arth. Good my mother, peace!

Have brought a countercheck before your gates; I would, that I were low laid in my grave; To save unscratch'd your city's threaten'd am not worth this coilt that's made for me.

cheeks, Eli. His inother shames him so, poor boy, he Behold, the French, amaz'd, vouchsafe a parle: weeps.

And now, instead of bullets wrapp'd in fire, Const. Now shame upon you, whe’rt she To make a shaking fever in your walls, does, or no!

They shoot but calm words, folded up in smoke, His grandam's wrongs, and not his mother's To make a faithless error in your ears: shames,

[eyes, | Which trust accordingly, kind citizens, Draw those heaven-moving pearls from his poor | And let us in, your king; whose labour'd spirits, Which heaven shall take in nature of a fee; Forweariedt in this action of swift speed, Ay, with these crystal beads heaven shall be Crave harbourage within your city walls. To do him justice, and revenge on you. [brib'd K. Phi. When I have said, make answer to Eli. Thou monstrous slanderer of heaven and

us both. earth!

Lo, in this right hand, whose protection Const. Thou monstrous injurer of heaven and Is most divinely vow'd upon the right earth!

Of him it holds, stands young Plantagenet; Call not me slanderer; thou, and thine, usurp Son to the elder brother of this man, The dominations, royalties, and rights, And king o'er him, and all that he enjoys: Of this oppressed boy: This is thy eldest son's For this down-trodden equity, we tread Infortunate in nothing but in thee; (son, | In warlike march these greens before your Thy sins are visited in this

Being no further enemy to you, [town; The canon of the law is laid on bim,

Than the constraint of hospitable zeal, Austria wears a lion's skin. + Bustle. Whether. * To encourage, + Conference. Worn out,

poor child;

349 In the relief of this oppressed child,

SCENE II. The same. Religiously provokes. Be pleased then

Alarums and Excursions; then a Retreat. EnTo pay that duty, which you truly owe, To him that owes* it; namely, this young

ter a French HERALD, with trumpets, to the prince:

gutes. And then our arms, like to a muzzled bear,

F. Her. You men of Angiers, open wide Save in aspect, have all offence seal’d up;

your gates, Our cannons' malice vainly shall be spent

And let young Arthur, duke of Bretagne, in; Against the invulnerable clouds of heaven;

Who, by the hand of France, this day hath And, with a blessed and unvex'd retire,


(ther, With unhack'd swords, and helmets all un

Much work for tears in many an English mobruis'd,

Whose sons lie scatter'd on the bleeding We will bear home that lusty blood again,

ground: Which here we came to spout against your Many a widow's husband grovelling lies, town,


Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth; And leave your children, wives, and you, in And victory, with little loss, doth play But if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer,

Upon the dancing banners of the French; "Tis not the rounduret of your old-fac'd walls

Who are at hand, triumphantly display'd, Can hide you from our messengers of war;

To enter conquerors, and to proclaim Though all these English, and their discipline, Arthur of Bretagne, England's king, and yours. Were harbour'd in their rude circumference. Enter an English HERALD, with trumpets. Then, tell us, shall your city call us lord,

E. Her. Rejoice, you men of Angiers, ring In that behalf which we have challeng'd'it ?

your bells;

{approach, Or shall we give the signal to our raze, King John, your king and England's, doth And stalk in blood to our possession ?

Commander of this hot malicious day ! i Cit. In brief, we are the king of England's Their armours, that march'd hence so silversubjects;

bright, For him, and in his right, we hold this town. Hither return all gilt with Frenchmen's blood; K. John. Acknowledge then the king, and There stuck no plume in any English crest, let me in.

That is removed by a staff of France; i Cit. That can we not: but he that proves Our colours do return in those same hands the king,

That did display them when we first march'd To him will we prove loyal ; till that time,

forth; Have we ramm'd up our gates against the And, like a jolly troop of huntsmen, come world.

Our lusty English, all with purpled hands, K. John. Doth not the crown of England Died in the dying slaughter of their foes : prove the king ?

Open your gates, and give the victors way. And, if not that, I bring you witnesses, Cit. Heralds, from off our towers we might Twice fifteen thousand hearts of England's

behold, breed,

From first to last, the onset and retire Bast. Bastards, and else.

Of both your armies; whose equality K. John. To verify our title with their lives. By our best eyes cannot be censured':* K. Phi. As many, and as well-born bloods Blood hath bought blood, and blows have anas those,

swer'd blows; Bast. Some bastards too.

Strength match'd with strength, and power K. Phi. Stand in his face, to contradict his

confronted power : claim.

Both are alike; and both alike we like. 1 Cit. Till you compound whose right is One must prove greatest : while they weigh so worthiest,

(both. We, for the worthiest, hold the right from We hold our town for neither; yet for both. K. John. Then God forgive the sin of all Enter, at one side, King Joun, with his power; those souls,

ELINOR, BLANCH, and the BASTARD ; at the That to their everlasting residence,

other, King PHILIP, LEWIS, Austria, and Before the dew of evening fall, shall fleet,

Forces. In dreadful trial of our kingdom's king! K. Phi. Amen, Amen! Mount, chevaliers ! K. John. France, hast thou yet more blood to arms!

to cast away? Bust. St. George,--that swing’d the dragon, Say, shall the current of our right run on? and e'er since,

Whose passage, vex'd with thy impediment, Sits on his horseback at mine hostess' door, Shall leave his native channel, and o'er-swell Teacb us some fence!--Sirrah, were I at home, With course disturb’d even thy confining At your den, sirrah, [To Austria] with your Unless thou let bis silver water keep [shores, lioness,

A peaceful progress in the ocean. I'd set an ox-héad to your lion's hide,

K. Phi. England, thou hast not sav'd one And make a monster of you.

drop of blood, Aust. Peace; no more.

In this hot trial, more than we of France; Bast. O, tremble; for you hear the lion roar. Rather, lost more: And by this hand I swear, K. John. Up higher to the plain; where we'll That sways the earth this climate overlooks, – set forth,

Before we will lay down our just-borne arms, In best appointment, all our regiments. We'll put thee down, 'gainst whom these arms Bast. Speed then, to take advantage of the

we bear, field,

Or add a royal number to the dead; K. Phi. It shall be so ;-[TO LEWIS) and at Gracing the scroll, that tells of this war's loss, the other hill

With slaughter coupled to the naine of kings. Command the rest to stand.--God, and our Bast. Ha, majesty! how high thy glory right!


+ Circle.

* Judged, determined.


When the rich blood of kings is set on fire! Bast. O prudent discipline! From north to 0, now doth death line his dead chaps with


[mouth: steel;

Austria and France shoot in each other's The Sirds of soldiers are his teeth, his fangs;

[ Aside. And now ie ieasts, mouthing the flesh of men, I'll stir them to it :-Come, away, away! In undetermin'd differences of kings.

1 Cit. Hear us, great kings : vouchsafe a Why stand these royal fronts amazed thus?

while to stay,

[league ; Cry, havoc, kings ! back to the stained field, And I shall show you peace, and fair-faced You equal potents,* fiery-kindled spirits ! Win you this city without stroke, or wound; Then let confusion of one part confirm

Rescue those breathing lives to die in beds, The other's peace ; till then, blows, blood, and That here come sacritices for the field : death!

Persever not, but hear me, miglity kings. K. John. Whose party do the townsmen yet K. John. Speak on, with favour ; we are admit ?

bent to hear. K, Phi. Speak, citizens, for England; who's i Cit. That daughter there of Spain, the lady your king?

Blanch, i Cit. The king of England, when we know Is near to England; Look upon the years the king.

Of Lewis the Dauphin, and that lovely maid: K. Phi. Know him in us, that here hold up If lusty love should go in quest of beauty, his right.

Where should he find it lairer than in Blanch? K. John. In us, that are our own great de- If zealous* love should go in search of virtue, puty,

Where should he find it purer than in Blanch? And bear possession of our person here; If love ambitious sought a match of birth, Lord of our presence, Angiers, and of you. Whose veins bound richer blood than lady 1 Cit. A greater power than we, denies all

And, till it be undoubted, we do lock [this; Such as she is, in beauty, virtue, hirth,
Our former scruple in our strong-barr'd gates: Is the young Dauphin every way complete:
King'd of our fears; until our fears, resolv'd, If not complete, O say, he is not she;
Be by some certain king purg'd and depos'd. And she again wants nothing, to name want,
Bust. By heaven, these scroyles of Angiers If want it be not, that she is not he:
flout you, kings;

He is the balf part of a blessed man,
And stand securely on their battlements, Left to be finished by such a she;
As in a theatre, wlience they gape and point And she a fair divided excellence,
At your industrious scenes and acts of death. Whose fulness of perfection lies in him.
Your royal presences be rui'd by me;

0, two such silver currents, when they join, Do like the mutinest of Jerusalem,

Do glorify the banks that bound them in : Be friends a while, and both conjointly bend And two such shores to two such streams Your sharpest deeds of malice on this town:

made one,

[kings, By east and west let France and England Two such controlling bounds shall you be, mount

To these two princes, if you marry them. Their battering cannon, charged to the mouths; This union shall do more than baitery can, Till their soul-fearing clamours have brawl'd To our fast-closed gates; for, at this match, down

With swifter spleent than powder can epforce, The flinty ribs of this contemptuous city : The mouth of passage shall we ding wide ope, Td play incessantly upon these jades, And give you entrance; but, without thuis Even till unfenced desolation

match, Leave them as naked as the vulgar air. The sea enraged is not half so deaf, 'That done, dissever your united strengths, Lions more confident, inountains and rocks And part your mingled colours once again ; More free from motion ; no, not death himself . Turn face to face, and blooily point to point: In mortal fury halt so peremptory, Then, in a moment, fortame shall cull forth As we to keep this city. Out of one side her happy minion;

Bast. Here's a stay, To whom in favour she shall give the day, That shakes the rotten carcass of old death And kiss him with a glorious victory.

Out of his rags! Here's a large mouth, indeed, How like you this wild counsel, mighty states? That spits forth death, and mountains, rocks, Smacks it not something of the policy?

and seas; K. John. Now, by the sky that hangs above Talks as familiarly of roaring lions, our heads,

(powers, As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs! I like it well ;-France, shall we knit our What cannoneer begot this lusty blood ? And lay this Angiers even with the ground; He speaks plain cannon, fire, and smoke, and Then, after, fight who shall be king of it?

bounce; Bast. An if thou hast the mettle of a king,-- He gives the bastinado with his tongue; Being wrong'd, as we are, by this peevish Our ears are cudgeld; not a word of bís, Turn thou the mouth of thy artillery, (town,- But buffets better than a fist of France : As we will ours, against these saucy walls : Zounds! I was never so bethump'd with words, And when that we have dash'd them to the Since I first call'd my brother's father, dad. ground,

Eli. Son, list to this conjunction, make this Why, then defy each other; and, pell-mell,

match; Make work upon ourselves, for heaven, or hell. Give with our niece a dowry large enough: K. Phi. Let it be so :-Say, where will you For by this knot thou shalt so surely tie assault?

Thy now unsur'd assurance to the crown, K. John. We from the west will send de. That yon green boy shall have no sun to ripe Into this city's bosom.

(struction The bloom that promiseth a mighty fruit. Aust, I from the north.

I see a yielding in the looks of France ; K. Phi. Our thunder from the south, Mark, how they whisper: urge them, while Shall rain their drilt of bullets on this towp.

their souls Potentates.

* Pious

+ Speed

led on;

Are capable of this ambition :

Let in that amity which you have made; Lest zeal, now melted, by the windy breath For at Saint Mary's chapel, presently, Of soft petitions, pity, and remorse,

The rites of marriage shall be solemniz'd.--Cool and congeal again to what it was. Is not the lady Constance in this troop ?

i Cit. Why answer not the double majesties I know, she is not; for this match, made up, This friendly treaty of our threaten’d town? Her presence would have interrupted much: K. Phi. Speak England first, that hath been Where is she and her son ? tell me, who knows. forward first

Lew. She is sad and passionate® at your To speak unto this city: What say you?

highness' tent. K. John. If that the Dauphin there, thy K. Phi. And, by my faith, this league, that princely son,

we have made, Can in this book of beauty read, I love, Will give her sadness very little cure.Her dowry shall weigh equal with a queen: Brother of England, how may we content For Anjou, and Fair Touraine, Maine, Poic- This widow lady? In her right we came; And all that we upon this side the sea' [tiers, Which we, God knows, have turn’d another (Except this city now by us besieg'd)

way, Find liable to our crown and dignity,

To our own vantage.t Shall gild her bridal bed; and make her rich K. John. We will heal up all [tagne, In titles, honours, and promotions,

For we'll create young Arthur duke of BreAs she in beauty, education, blood,

And earl of Richmond, and this rich fair town Holds hand with any princess of the world. We make him lord of.--Call the lady Constance; K. Phi. What say'st thou, boy ? look in the Some speedy messenger bid her repair lady's face.

To our solemnity:-1 trust we shall,
Lew. I do, my lord, and in her eye I find If not fill up the measure of her will,
A wonder, or a wondrous miracle,

Yet in some measure satisfy her so,
The shadow of myself form'd in her eye; That we shall stop her exclamation.
Which, being but the shadow of your son, Go we, as well as haste will suffer us,
Becomes a sun, and makes your son a shadow: To this unlook'd for unprepared pomp.
I do protest, I never lov'd myself,

[Exeunt all but the BASTARD.-The CitiTill now infixed I beheld myself,

ZENS retire from the wulls. Drawn in the flattering table* of her eye. Bast. Mad world ! mad kings! mad com[Whispers with Blanch.

position ! Bast. Drawn in the flattering table of her John, to stop Arthur's title in the whole, eye!

[brow !-- | Hath willingly departed with a part: Hang'd in the frowning wrinkle of her And France, (whose armour conscience buck. And quarter'd in her heart !he doth espy

Himself love's traitor: This is pity now, Whom zeal and charity brought to the field, That hang'd, and drawn, and quarter'd, there As God's own soldier,) roundedt in the ear should be,

With that same purpose-changer, that sly In such a love, so vile a lout as he.

devil; Blanch. My uncle's will, in this respect, is That broker, that still breaks the pate of faith; mine:

That daily break-vow; he that wins of all, If he see aught in you, that makes him like, Of kings, of beggars, old men, young men, That any thing he sees, which moves his liking, I can with ease translate it to my will; Who having no external thing to lose Or, if you will, (to speak more properly,) But the word maid,-cheats the poor maid of I will enforce it easily to my love.

That smooth-faced gentleman, tickling comFurther I will not flatter you, my lord,

modity, That all I see in you is worthy love,

Commodity, the bias of the world ; Than this,-that notning do I see in you, The world, who of itself is peised|| well, (Though churlish thoughts themselves should Made to run even, upon even ground; be your judge,)

Till this advantage, ihis vile drawing bias, That I can find should merit any hate. This sway of motion, this commodity, K. Jolin. What say these young ones? What Makes it take head from all indifferency, say you, my niece ?

From all direction, purpose,

ourse, intent: Blanch. That 'she is bound in honour still And this same bias, this commodity,

This bawd, this broker, this all-changing word, What you in wisdom shall vouchsafe to say. Clapp'd on the outward eye of fickle France, K. John. Speak then, prince Dauphin; can Hath drawn him from his own determin'd aid, you love this lady?

From a resolv'd and honourable war, Lew. Nay, ask me if I can refrain from love; To a most base and vile-concluded peace.For I do love her most unfeignedly.

And why rail I on this commodity ? K. John. Then do I give Volquessen, Tou- But for because he hath not woo'd me yet: raine, Maine,

Not that I have the power to clutch my hand, Poictiers, and Anjou, these five provinces, When his fair angels** would salute my palm: With her to thee; and this addition more, But for my hand, as unattempted yet, Full thirty thousand marks of English coin.- Like a poor beggar, raileth on the rich, Philip of France, if thou be pleas'å withal, Well, whiles I am a beggar, I will rail, Command thy son and daughter to join hands. And say,—there is no sin, but to be rich ; K. Phi. It likes us well;-Young princes, And being rich, my virtue then shall be, close your hands.

To say,--there is no vice, but beggary: Aust. And your lips too; for, I am well as-Since kings break faith upon commodity, sur'd,

Gain, be my lord! for I will worship thee! That I did so, when I was first assur’d.t

[Erit. K. Phi. Now, citizens of Angiers, ope your gates,

* Mournful. + Advantage. I Conspired. Interest, . Picture, + Affianced. || Poised, balanced.


** Coin

maids ;



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