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Scena Sexta.

Enter Achomates solus.
Achom.
Vnquiet anguishments and iealous feare
Fly from my thoughts, like night before the Sunne:
I'me lifted to the highest Spheare of ioy,
My top inuelopt in the azure cloud,
And starry rich habiliments: my feete
Set rampant on the face of Natures pride,
The rarest worke weau'd by her handmayd Art
Cloathes my soft pleasures, I'me as great as Ioue,
Onely I rule below, he raignes aboue.
Oh! the vnspoken beauty of a Crowne,
Whose empty speculation mounts my soule
Vp to an heauenly Paradise of thoughts.
Father, I come that thou may'st crowne my head,
Whilst apprehensiue reason stands amaz'd,
Amidst the blisfull shades of sweet conceit.
Then I'le call back my wandring intellect
From dreames, and those imaginary ioyes,
I'le teach my soule to twine about a Crowne
To sweat in raptures, to fill vp a Throne
With the bigge-swelling lookes of Majestie,
I'le amble through a pleasures Labyrinth,
And wander in the path of happinesse,
As the true obiect of that faculty.
Great Baiazet I come. Thou must descend
From Honours high Throne, and put off thy right
To build me vp an heauen of choyse delight.

Exit.