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284 THE POEMS OF ANNE �To feed on ought, but what's prepared by love ; �Therefore, I'll tell her first, how I adore her, �And hope to be more blest in my endeavours, �To find a time, when I may own my flame, �Then heitherto, my fortune has affoarded, �Since first I languish 't in this soft desire ; �Till that is done, forbear to urge the Master. 300 �Month. May you succeed, and when you shall comand �me, I'll do my part, pray loose no time my lord. �Blan. Oh! fear me not, this moment I'll about itt. �To urge me on to haste, as vain wou'd prove, �As to give speed to time, or wings to love. �[Exeunt. Enter Riccio alone. �Rice. To see and to discourse with her in private That's his request, and Aubusson allows itt Perhaps, the Queen will give itt her permission, If not deterr'd by my severer council, �Which shall be urg'd most strongly, to prevent itt, 310 �Nor, will I stick to aggravate his speech. And put such harshnesse on his late demands As shall create a new displeasure for him. His hate to me, I hear he has profess'd, �For that, I won my Queen, to fly from Cyprus, And not to trust the false and flatt'ring speeches, With which, he subtly strove to have detain'd her Wherefore, I must be ware of his revenge, And not allow, (tho' t wou'd restore her Crown) That he shou'd 'ere conferr with her, in private, 320 �Least something might be urg'd, to work my ruine. For yet the World has n'ere that Statesman known, Who for his Princes int'rest, wav'd his own. [Exit. ��� �