This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1704 Excerpt: ...And where the First expir'd, a New begun: Scvn Days for all Degrees the Feast did hold, The RgyallVme goes round, and /fc/nei in Gold To all a free and Princely PVclcom shown, As yet xh' accurs'd Civility unknown, By pledging others Healths to /o/f their own. The Fm/? and Mirth grew high, the Monarch sends For ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1704 Excerpt: ...And where the First expir'd, a New begun: Scvn Days for all Degrees the Feast did hold, The RgyallVme goes round, and /fc/nei in Gold To all a free and Princely PVclcom shown, As yet xh' accurs'd Civility unknown, By pledging others Healths to /o/f their own. The Fm/? and Mirth grew high, the Monarch sends For beauteous Vastoti, who regales her Friends: Deep Good Mardocheus hears, to Heaven he flics, And for himself and his lov'd Nation cries.j They fast, they mourn, with Fray'rs they pierce the Skies: The Queen her r/ci Tiara casts away, In Sackcloth rob'd, in Dh/? and /ib- lay: The circling Sun had thrice both Worlds survey'd, Yet still Vat fasted, still she mourn d and fray'd: Then to the King, with Heav'n to Friend she goes, For her lov'd Peoples Lives she does her own expose. Sublime he fate on his tremendous Throne, And like the Sun his boasted Sire, he shone: The darling Honours of his Head he shocks, Scarce cou'd the beauteous Qycen sustain his awful Look. His unrebated Eyes she dares not meet, And faints, or seems to faint, beneath his Feet. But fuff'ring Beauty has resistless Charms, And Love at once, and Fear the King disarms: From his bright Tin-one he leaps with eager haste, And in his Arms the fainting Queen embrae'd: His Golden Scepter on her Head he laid, With gentle Words reviv'd, with mild Regards sur-vey'd. Whatever Suit she to the Crown prefers, Tho' half his Realm, before 'twas nam'd/twas Hers. She only asks his Presence ar her Feast, And favour d Hamart for second Quest. Chaf. VII. Ver.; The king said at the Utfc, jet, What is thy petition, &c. 3. And the queen said, If I have found favour in ikjigbt, O king, and it please the king, Ut my lift k liven me at my petition, and my people at my re!-/?.' 4. For Tw are sold, I an...
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