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Scena Quinta.
Enter the Queens, with the Hearses of their Knights, in a Funeral Solemnity, &c.
Urns and Odours, bring away,
Vapors, sighs, darken the day;
Our dole more deadly looks, than dying
Balmes, and Gumms, and heavy cheers,
Vapors, sighs, darken the day;
Our dole more deadly looks, than dying
Balmes, and Gumms, and heavy cheers,
Sacred viols fill'd with tears,
And clamors, through the wild air flying.
And clamors, through the wild air flying.
Come all sad and solemn Shows,
That are quick-ey'd pleasures foes;
We convent nought else but woes.
We convent, &c.
That are quick-ey'd pleasures foes;
We convent nought else but woes.
We convent, &c.
3 Qu.
This funeral path, brings to your houshold graver
Joy seize on you again: peace, sleep with him.
2 Qu.
And this to yours.
1 Qu.
Yours this way: Heavens lend
A thousand differing ways to one sure end.
3 Qu.
This world's a City full of straying streets,
And Death's the Market-place, where each one meets.
Exeunt severally.
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