MARGIT.
Eders nød? Nu, højt må I hige, frænde;
jeg gad vide, hvor I tænker at ende!
I kan eder klæde i fløjel rød,
er kongens mand, ejer gods og guld –
MARGIT.
Your need? You are ill to content, my friend;
Where, I would know, do you think to end?
You can dress you in velvet and cramoisie,
You stand by the throne, and have lands in fee--
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