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A ROYAL BRIDEGROOM.
Great Prince,—if England's Daughter weds with thee,It argues in thy Highness well-pair'd worth;
For not alone by grace of royal birth,
Nor wealth, nor beauty, nor all gifts that be
Within the dowry of this Flower of Earth,
Is thy Betrothed most precious,—but that She
Having the heart of love, the mind of light,
Thus doth enrich thee with her lightful love,
Making her choice so worthiest: and this sight
Of two such spirits, blest of Heav'n above,
Blest in each other, and of all men blest,
Stirs us, as kindred Peoples, to rejoice,
Whilst either Nation gives her best for best,
And shouting ratifies the other's choice!
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