The Battle Of Marston Moor

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My Lord King, You stoop to betray your own people, And even in the eyes of God, Do you not relent? I am therefore bound by no other course I shall raise an army; Together we will march against you and your kind, And every born man will fight to regain his own freedom, And cleanse his wretched soul.

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