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            <p>The Welſh-mans publique and hearty Sorrow and Recantation, That ever her tooke up Armes againſt her cood Parliament, declaring to all the world how her hath been abuſed by faire urds and flatterings, telling what booties and honours her ſhould get if her would but helpe to conduct her King to her crete Councell the Parliament.</p>
            <p>Alſo her new Oath and Proteſtation never to beare Armes againſt hee cood Parliament any more.</p>
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            <head>The VVelſh-mans publique and hearty ſorrow and Recantation, that ever her took up Armes againſt her cood Parliament.</head>
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