But, Ladies, ’tis your Hands alone,
And not his Power, can raise me to a Throne;
Without that Aid I cannot reign,
But will return back to my Flocks again.
Guilliam advances.
Guil. How, go from Court! nay, zay not zo.
Hear me but speak before you go:
Whoy zay the [Leadies] should refuse ye,
The Bleads I’m sure would better use ye—
So long as ye are kind and young,