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The Whore of Babylon (Quarto, 1607)
The Whore of Babylon.
448Vpon my sword (as on the Axell tree)
449A world of kingdomes mooue: and yet I write
452Reard vp two pillars for me, on whose Capitals
454And with my head knock at the roofe of Heauen:
455Hence come I, this I am, (O mo
st diuine)
456All that I am is yours, be you but mine.
458Haue royally bin fed, is nurce to me:
(a) France.
459The god of grapes is mine, whose bounteous hand
460In clu
sters deales his gifts to euery land:
461My Empire beares for greatnes, pollicy,
463Of this Globe vniuersall. All her Princes
464Are warriours borne: whose battels to be told,
465Would make the hearers souldiers: t'is a land
467That to behold her, and to conquer her,
468(In amorous combats,) great king Oberon,
469Your awefull father, oft ha's thither come,
470Like to a bridegrome, or a Reueller,
471And gone agen in goodly triumphs home.
473All that this is, is yours, be you but mine.
474
3. King.
Be you but mine, and doubly will I treble
475Their glories and their greatne
s
s
e: like to thunder
477Stands on Seauen (b) hills, whose towers, and pinnacles,
478And renarend Monuments, hold in them such worth,
480(Like barefoote pilgrims) at her feet doe fall,
481Bowing to her trible crowne imperiall.
485A rich inheritance, if to your sonnes,
486Our fluent tongue you leaue, (nor need they more)
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