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An Epigram to the Queene, then lying in.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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An Epigram to the Queene, then lying in.

Haile Mary, full of grace, it once was said,
And by an Angell, to the blessed'st Maid
The Mother of our Lord: why may not I
(Without prophanenesse) yet, a Poët, cry
Haile Mary, full of honours, to my Queene,
The Mother of our Prince? When was there seene
(Except the joy that the first Mary brought,
Whereby the safetie of Man-kind was wrought.)
So generall a gladnesse to an Isle!
To make the hearts of a whole Nation smile,
As in this Prince? Let it be lawfull, so
To compare small with great, as still we owe
Glorie to God. Then, Haile to Mary! spring
Of so much safetie to the Realme, and King.