Penny Dreadfuls, 1602 · page 141 of 400
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# Page Description This is a page of running verse narrative from "Albions England," presenting Chapter XXV. The text describes King Richard's military campaigns in Cyprus, Syria, and Jerusalem, his imprisonment by the Austrian Duke upon his return, and the Duke's daughter's lament over Richard's captivity. The passage employs dramatic, emotional language typical of the work's narrative verse style, with the daughter pleading for Richard's release and invoking classical references (Theseus, Ariadne, Minotaurus). The page number appears as "I 3" at the bottom.
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