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27.
Far in Ambition's Feaver am I gone!
Like raging Flame aspiring is my Love;
Like flame destructive too, and like the Sun
Does round the world tow'rds change of Objects
Far in Ambition's Feaver am I gone!
Like raging Flame aspiring is my Love;
Like flame destructive too, and like the Sun
Does round the world tow'rds change of Objects
28.
Nor is this now through virtuous shame confess'd;
But Rhodalind does force my conjur'd fear,
As Men whom evil spirits have possess'd,
Tell all when saintly Votaries appear.
Nor is this now through virtuous shame confess'd;
But Rhodalind does force my conjur'd fear,
As Men whom evil spirits have possess'd,
Tell all when saintly Votaries appear.
29.
When she will grace the Bridal dignitie,
It will be soon to all young Monarchs known;
Who then by posting through the World, will trie
Who first can at her Feet present his Crown.
When she will grace the Bridal dignitie,
It will be soon to all young Monarchs known;
Who then by posting through the World, will trie
Who first can at her Feet present his Crown.
30.
Then will Verona seem the Inn of Kings;
And Rhodalind shall at her Palace Gate
Smile, when great Love these royal Sutors brings;
Who for that smile would as for Empire wait.
Then will Verona seem the Inn of Kings;
And Rhodalind shall at her Palace Gate
Smile, when great Love these royal Sutors brings;
Who for that smile would as for Empire wait.
31.
Amongst this ruling Race she choice may take
For warmth of Valour, coolness of the mind,
Eyes that in Empires drowsie Calms can wake,
In storms look out, in darkness dangers find.
Amongst this ruling Race she choice may take
For warmth of Valour, coolness of the mind,
Eyes that in Empires drowsie Calms can wake,
In storms look out, in darkness dangers find.
32.
A Prince who more inlarges pow'r than lands;
Whose greatness is not what his Map contains;
But thinks that his, where he at full commands,
Not where his Coyn does pass, but pow'r remains.
A Prince who more inlarges pow'r than lands;
Whose greatness is not what his Map contains;
But thinks that his, where he at full commands,
Not where his Coyn does pass, but pow'r remains.
33.
Who knows that Pow'r can never be too high
When by the Good possest; for 'tis in them
The swelling Nyle; from which, though people flie,
They prosper most by rising of the stream.
Who knows that Pow'r can never be too high
When by the Good possest; for 'tis in them
The swelling Nyle; from which, though people flie,
They prosper most by rising of the stream.
Thus
