... Hainault, pardon us, I pray: These comforts that you give our woful queen Bind us in kindness all at your command. Q. Isab. Yea, gentle brother:—and the God of heaven Prosper your happy motion, good Sir John! Y. Mor. This noble gentleman, forward in arms, Was born, I see, to be our anchor-hold.— Sir John of Hainault, be it thy renown, That England's queen and nobles in distress Have been by thee restor'd and comforted. Sir J. Madam, along; and you, my lord[s], with me, That England's peers may Hainault's welcome ... — Edward II. - Marlowe's Plays • Christopher Marlowe
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