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Scena. VI.
Enter to them Intellectus Agens.Int.
The safest Armour is unweapon'd boldnesse.
Thus priviledg'd Ile trust their savage hands.
All happinesse, that is, true Liberty
Unto the Passions; how d'e like your Choice?
Au.
First tell us where Prudentius hides himselfe.
Int.
Within a Sanctuary, where his thoughts
Are sequestred from earthly cares to heaven.
Au.
Our choice we like beyond Prudentius,
Just so, as Fancie Livebys feather'd crown
Beyond my Golden.
Mal.
We like the power of chusing.
Ir.
And some variety though join'd with loosing—
Ex. Passions.
Int.
Who ere Usurps, considers not his task,
How he must sooth the lowest of his villaines,
Give highest place and all to every one,
Else all will be displeas'd. The King shall know,
Appeare already in this warring state.
Clos'd in too safe, they broke their hedg; what lesse
Then wandring now through wretched wildernesse?
Ex. Int. Agens.
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