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Then after they had marched againe about, Neptvne did speake: his gifte was, a great Artificiall Fishe, and in the belly thereof a noble Pike, which he threwe out before hir Maiestie.

What arte thou (Queene) that Gods do loue thee so?
Who woon their willes to be so at thy will?
How can the worlde become thy cruell foe?
How can Disdaine or Mallice seeke to kill?
Can Sea or Earth deuise to hurte thy hap,
Since thou by Gods doest sit in Fortunes lap.
As Heauen and Earth haue vowed to be thine,
So Neptvnes Seas haue sworne to drench thy foes,
As I am God, and all the waters mine,
Still shalte thou get, but neuer shalt thou lose:
And since on Earth my wealth is nought at all,
Accept good will, the gifte is verye small.