Smiles back upon the gazer like a queen
That hears her praise. Nearer to speak I’ll grudge not,
When I may nearer know: but since we came
There’s been no hour a stranger might dare shew
His face in the streets.
Bl.The time is now unquiet.
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Fer. Rather I’d say government given over
To murderous bandits, who range up and down
Unchecked: to whom the king’s commissioners