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Show g E D W A R D and Beneath * falfe ^KS^r Behold her N « f n f r S T « n thoufand Art, Of miniftenal Rogne. en ^^ 111 manag d Expedition , /««*» Leechea, and ."^ret,, fnch grof| IafoU> That never ragd beforei With fuch abandon* A ™ ^ again W h o knows what ev-iv. i„Time.like*» Aregather'd r ° u n d ^ with unfettled Freedom. DiftuWd, «»dl?e W',"|v W s 1 , "ne bold Attempt One ftep to lawief. rower, chatterJj Refle,W;tl ul^Sy Na^on -to Tempelt Would hurl[the giddy r. ^ & d Return, m y ™ n t e : . Jj° from haughty £«#• your Father from hisFoe•, tic 6 ^ Nowfave him f ^ " " ^ 0f Chains- Who bold him captive mtncwu Edu* Yon, G/«/«r&v'dM both. ^ Ahdmii!iHeWwhVc£nd, for /redo,, I hone I did sne^, wuv cnverciffn«*o*: CanPne'er be joftty * « " £ * ? & f o b v e r t i t, N o , 'ti* the Wretch hat tempt, ft ^ T h e toothing Slave, the Traitor ^ W h o beft dele.ves that N a m e he ^ That eats out all th H ^ " ^ an Hour, £/». Return; loft.not a Day, ^ Before thi. City. T h o your c. Believe me, '«• » « » * , ? « „ teoken Year., T o faveyour F.thefi.old andbro ^ Hi. mild and eafy Temper, « . Of low, corrupt,.nfinua ting 1 ^ A nobler Office far on the & » M Of well P">*»"™ ^Sfi a"° Glor^ ; „r The common Quiet H W " * " ifillg Gr^«» Of King and People, £ j ? W * d r,|b, be «# To you, my *«»«£*",:!«« clain* . u Ha* not the Royal ? £ % » « « ,„„ cw.fr! To Ihate his Father. inmott ne i E L E O N O R A . 9 L- Wreft thofe, who make Th«A««»'»^r£&Honoor» A Property, a M^f*',, me tofuggeft One Reafon more aliow J(1 bhnd FoVPeate, immediate Peace Miifortone, , opprefsus; ,n thi. far f ^ J ' r ^ ' n e f s ftand. expos'd: A Chance to ^ h °"r princafs would become, What, * ^ \ e whofe tender Love Jh y E'rZt\t anUfierce Camps attend. Thro ftormy ocas, •*»« thee? ., r*fl*«nrjna? chara'd with What of thy blooming Offspring, cnarg thefc' n „*,„#. frooe were cruel Rafrinefs. AndlTto England ftrait--But where alas 1 Where fhall we cover our inglorious Heads . When gay with Hope the 1 eople round us preft, To hear by what Exploits we h*ve fufain d The Fame of Richard, and oiEnglifh Valour Shall I, my generous Country, I be rank d With thofe weak Princei, who confume thy Wealth, And fink thy N a m e in idle Expedition!? Perfidious France I Be this the ruling Po?nt Of my whole Life, the Paffion of m y Soul, T o humble thee, proud Nation ! Meantime, Gbfter, See tf-at the captive Princef. be reftoi'd, Daraxa to the Saltan of this City, Whofe Bride Ihe ia -We wage not war with Women. SCENE |