 | The Siedge : Or, Love's Convert |  |
Scene VII.
Leucasia with Euthalpe, and a Company of Virgins, and others of Byzantium, solemnly conducting her with this Song.1 Virg.
Strow we these Flowers as we goe,
Which trod by thee will sweeter grow.
2 Virg.
Guard her, ye Pow'rs, if any be,
That love afflicted Chastity.
1 Virg.
Her Mind deserves a Princely sway,
But yet obtain'd another way.
2 Virg.
Her Vertues fit her for a Throne,
But of no Choice, except her own.
1 Virg.
O then look down on his Desires,
And either quench, or clense his Fires.
Chor.
O then look down, &c.
Exeunt.
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