My brother killed no man-his fault was thought,
And yet his punishment was bitter death.
My brother killed no man-his fault was thought,
And yet his punishment was bitter death.
Now, if these men have defeated the law
and outrun native punishment, though they can outstrip men they
have no wings to fly from God: war is His beadle, war is His
vengeance; so that here men are punish'd for before-breach of the
King's laws in now the King's quarrel.
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