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En Surculus Arbor
Twoo Lions sterne one red the other goldThe Holland and our English heere you see
The Orange Tree do equallie uphold
In perfect League and endles Amitie
So that the slip which late was lowlie seene
Is now aloft faire, fruitfull, ever greene
No forrein Foe her Roote shall undermine,
Or hew her Trunke in sunder as before,
But aie protected by the Power Divine
Shee shall fill Evrope with her fruitfull store
Long live brave Prince and for thy Virtues bee A Mirror unto all Posteritie.
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