Doth her mighty brother run
For splendour.
—alluding to the boast of the Spaniards that the sun never sets on their King’s dominions.
The Marchioness of Buckingham was next addressed, in these terms:—
But, lady, either I am tipsy,
Or you are in love with a gipsy;
Blush not, Dame Kate,
For early or late,
I do assure you it will be your fate,
Nor need you once be ashamed of it, madam,