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[Scene x.]
Sonnett. Enter Albinia, Ibernia and Caledonia cheerefull and merry. Out of 3 Seuerall doresAlbinia
Well mett deare Sisters now I see
Health is restord and wee are cur'd
Thankes to our Goddesse, and the Kinge
That haue releiud vs from what wee indurd,
and graunted ease in euery thinge
Iberina
My ioynts to actiuenes dispos'd
Are from diseases fetters free
nor feele I what was formerly impos'd
for to enthrall my liberty
Calidonia
Sisters be not ore Iockant, too soone
though I presume the cure may stand
Our hopes that now doe flow may ebb ere noone
At the vnconstant Goddesses command
Albinia
Thankes to our geniousses, and fates
That freely wee againe enioye,
Th'assembly both of people, and of states
Our enemies thus to destroy
Calid.
Had not these miscreants too bold
Attempt on mee the fates prouokt
wee had ere this alike been bought and sold
and vnder slauery in yoakt
Iber.
Since now tis playne that wee are well
monopolye, and proiect free,
Let the next Sexton knole a passing bell,
For th'patent, and the Patentee
Calid.
But are you sure those griping guests
will not like wormes (though cutt in twaine)
Seeke to renew their former interests
By Copulation againe
Albin
This much I know and know no more
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To poyson me as they had done before
I'ue ta'ne an Antedote will free me quite
Calid.
What was it led the daunce I pray
yours or my footing, no trueth spare
for whilst one's victor crownd, both winne the day
Soe equi-poysd such conquests are.
Albin.
I doe confesse the southerne blast
Had luld me in a Lœthargy
vntill the northerne gust wakt me at last
to seeke a timely remedie
Iber
And where the humid westerne skyes
Threat'ned a constant showre to weepe
to dround me in a gulfe of miseries
thy breath preserud me from that deepe
Calidonia.
Well then I see there is no feare
But what distempered cloudes did growe
are vanisht and haue left the skye all cleere
to smile vppon vs heere belowe.
Albinia
Then merrily wee may secure
our landes our goods and all we haue
when proiects can the light no more endure
Nor the freeborne become a slaue.
Enter Rhodakin
She Starts at Rhad. Entry
Peace heers a man heele spoyle or mirth perhaps
and seeke to chaunge our state into relaps.
let vs retire
Exeunt:
Rhodakein
Rhado:
I see my dreame was true, they sing and daunce
with heartes vnladen of all sicknesses:
if in my slumber I their cause aduance
much more awake I shall fright all excesse,
And make them know, whilst Docter Psunodark
and I sitt at the helme noe losse of barke
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is when the Pilots lockt in Cabinet
And the Keele rides a drift, for then shee knocks
a ground for want of plumming, and meets rocks:
that noe such rock or shelfe more spring a leake
Lett Cynthia fauour whilst we bouldly speake
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