PROTEUS

"Of Ireland, the Dalcassians, of hopes, conspiracies, of Arthur Griffith now, A E, pomander, good shepherd of men. To yoke me as his yokefellow, our crimes our common cause. You're your father's son. I know the voice. His fustian shirt, sanguineflowered, trembles its Spanish tassels at his secrets." (U3.226)

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