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THE SEQUESTERES SONNET.

Come , come and tell me thou quaint thing,
Late sequestred for the King,
What needst thou care, since thou mayest share
In freedom of the cheerfull'st ayr?
Such liberty may give content
to Subjects,
When their Princes are injoyned to restraint.
Thou hast a Cell, an impald Croft,
Shady Arbour, downy toft,
And, where is he, Sequesters thee,
Or dare tax thy libertie?
Loves liberty, which gives content
to Subjects,
While Princes stand debarr'd from fancy by restraint.

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Can I be poor, or feel annoy,
When I am rich in earthly joy?
Shall I pule, cry, moan, pine or dye,
Or put finger in mine eye,
Because State-sharks collect the rent
of Subjects,
Unto their loss, and Soveraigns discontent?
Shall I, fond I, throb Lachrymæ,
Or act part of Malevole
With folded armes, surpriz'd with charms,
Or bemoan my forfet Farms?
An estrang'd Alien to content
of Subjects,
Who suffer in their Soveraigns late restraint?
Yes, that I swear may drain a tear,
Else all the World should not hear
Me moan my self, though run on shelf,
For a patch of worldly pelf:
A little portion gives content
to Subjects,
Who wish no more of all their store,
Than KINGS Infranchisement.