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Song to the Queene at the Maske at Court, Nov. 2.17

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Mighty Princes of a fruitfull land,

In whose riche bosome stored bee

Wisdome and care, treasures that free

Vs from all feare; thus with a bounteous hand

You serue the world which yett you doe commaund.

Most gracious Queene, wee tender back

Our lynes as tributes due,

Since all whereof wee all partake

Wee freely take from you.

Blessed Goddess of our hopes increase,

Att whose fayre right hand

Attend Justice and Grace,

Both which commend

True beauties face;

Thus doe you neuer cease

To make the death of warr the life of peace.

Victorious Queene, soe shall you liue

Till Tyme it selfe must dye,

Since noe Tyme euer can depriue

You of such memory.

Diary of John Manningham

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