Though Vassalled on t’other side the Floud.
Heavens protect his Sacred Majesty,
From secret Plots, & treacherous Villany.
And that those Slaves that now predominate,
Hang’d and destroy’d may be their best of Fate;
And though Great Charles be distant from his own,
Heaven I hope will seat him on his Throne.
Vale.
Yours what I may,
G. A.