Penny Dreadfuls, 1602 · page 176 of 400
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# Page Analysis This is a running prose page from Chapter 31 of *Albions England*, presented in early modern verse (not Victorian penny dreadful as stated in the prompt). The text describes a narrator's attendance at an orgiastic festival held by the Gothcards of Hyrcania, where he encounters a beautiful maiden in gray. The narrator recounts his infatuation with her, his attempts to seduce her by disguising himself as a priest and later as a courtier, and her various rejections. The passage is written in rhyming couplets and contains classical allusions.
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