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THE PROLOGVE TO THE KING AND QVEENE.
The first Appearance a Temple of the Sun.One of the Persian Magi discover'd in a Temple worshipping the Sunne, at the sight of a new Majesty leaves the Altar, and addresseth himselfe to the Throne.
From my Devotions yonder am I come,
Drawne by a neerer and more glorious Sun.
Hayle ô ye sacred Lights; who doe inspire
More than yond holy and eternall Fire.
A forreine Court lands here upon your Shore,
By shewing its owne worth to shew yours more:
Set here as Saphires are by your Queen's veines,
Not to boast Colour, but confesse their staynes.
No matter now for Art, you make all fit;
Your Presence being still beyond all wit.
Whiles by such Majesty our Scene is drest,
You come both th'Entertainer and the Guest.
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