"Reduc'd to begge where none can be so free,

"To grant; and may your scabbie Land be all,

"Translated to a generall Hospitall.

"Let not the Sun afford one gentle ray,

"To give you comfort of a Summers day.

"But as a Guerdon for your Trayterous warre,

"Live cherisht only by the Northerne Starre.

"No stranger deigne to visite your rude Coast,

"And be to all but banisht Men, as lost.

"And such in Hightening of the infliction due,