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[ix] The Moone.
O how the faire Queene with the golden maids,The Sunne of night, thy happy fortunes aids,
Though turban'd Princes for a badge her weare,
To them shee wain'd, to thee would full appeare;
Her Hand-maid Thetis daily walkes the round
About the Delos that no force it wound,
Then when thou left it and abroad did stray
(Deare Pilgrim) shee did straw with flowers the way,
And turning forraine force and counsell vaine,
Thy Guard and Guid return'd thee home againe;
To thee she Kingdomes, Yeares, Blisse did divine,
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Beneath thee raigne Discord (fell mischiefes forge,
The bane of peoples, state and kingdomes scourge)
Pale Envie (with the Cockatrices eye,
Which seeing kils, but seene doth forthwith dye:)
Malice, Deceit, Rebellion, Impudence
Beyond the Garamants shall packe them hence,
With every Monster that thy glory hates,
Thus Heavens decree, so haue ordayn'd the Fates.
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