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Scen. 2.
Hollarro alone.Hol.
Stentorian voyces doth surround my ear,
Echoing within the concave of the terrestiall
Ball, all dolefull sighs doth pierce my tender
Sense, of hearing; from those our spoyls
Formerly obtained, and deeply groaning.
Bidding farewell to Neighbours and their friends,
With clamorous noyses of loath departing,
Of free born souls, who wisheth nothing but
Th'element they move on; Oh spirits
Generous, who nothing else desire to be
Sepulchers for their falling lumps;
What, is it thought a vapour impure,
Of restless waters, can withdraw the fight
Of quick-sight fury, or the bellowing waves,
Stopt danger courses so, which gravell not
Below, but fly above, the sense perceiving,
And shall we thus decrepit rest at length
Which will accompanied be with flegmatick
And cholerous humours, for to be drawn
Out by artificiall manner, skill, and art,
As verity doth us shew, whose Turrets
In a Tapers manner gives light to all
Our Hospitality, and yet we are almost
Stupid, lull'd with idleness, nothing but
Slumbring dreams doth take abode and seize
Upon our faculties: rowse, rowse, your leaden sense,
Display your Arms, cleanse rusty swords amain,
Look out your Helmets, Coats, bring home againe
Your lost deceiving follies, search them out,
And let not rust and canker turne their edge from
Shedding blood; let not the hymns of musick
Dull your ears, let Drums and Trumpets sound
Still your intentions, untill there be found
No vile lascivious fact with wanton ones,
Which brings dull hearts, and lingeringness in bones,
Hollarro's part doth differ far from it:
They'l know as much, if they then defraud not
Their much infeebled hands, for th'star where I,
And under which my native time did come,
Did impregnate here in stout acts to be
As valour, rage, choller, blood, temper, free.
Adrenimia with Attendants.
Adre.
Hollarro Prince, my son and onely joy,
The matter still stands in a doubtfull way,
To whom it bends, your judgement Prince, I pray,
Decides the cause, Aberdens fickle will
Be mine or no.
Holl.
Great Queen, you know,
I nere led my mind in opposition
To the same decree; let not deboysterous
Humours so vail your discretion for
Aberden the King, cannot deny,
I'l undertake with temperance so far,
Without a self-disaster, to bring on
The purpose to a head, if you'l detard
Procrastinate the thing which you have heard,
But to the same effect the cause to me's
Unknown.
Adr.
Why, it is this, if pardon lead
The will of him, the subjects heads, who captives
Are, by legions of his forces might,
'Tis the elixar of my diligence,
May be a sacrifice to me, I in my hand
May have command of them, disposing with
At pleasures will, none challenge dare the same,
It is no crime, since reason doth not blame.
If it doth violate the Land, the Laws,
It's soon amended where is known the cause,
Let nothing interpose the same, but try,
And gain my favour, least it come dearly.
Holl.
And were it not sufficient to have all their
Bodies for your servitude, but in a fine
Bereaving of their troubled lives, and to
Send them to some unknown coast, where all
New found discovered creatures and their souls
Doth sleep, while you injoy onely vain
Pattern of a hairy scalp; sure reason
Should discover more then it, to please a
Fancy so with noysom shapes.
Adr.
Hold you there,
The King, though private carried in't,
Devines as much, nay more; for surely it
By the discerning Jove was long foretold,
So waver not in will more this or that,
But bring the same.
Holl.
Great Queen, your counsell is
Were twist together by a prodigie,
And all the foes with branded Lances met,
Making such airy sounds with swords, helmet,
That to the clouds doth raise a clamour, so
By wounded souls which is deep fetcht most low,
And all the sky with comets range their course,
I would not fail, no not by all their gorse,
But bring a sure certificate.
Exeunt.
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