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 And condemnation of the ingrateful multitude. If these they scape, perhaps in poverty With sickness and disease thou bow'st them down, Painful diseases and deform'd, In crude old age; Though not disordinate, yet causeless suffring The punishment of dissolute days, in fine, Just or unjust, alike seem miserable, For oft alike, both come to evil end.
 * So deal not with this once thy glorious Champion,

The Image of thy strength, and mighty minister. What do I beg? how hast thou dealt already? Behold him in this state calamitous, and turn His labours, for thou canst, to peaceful end.
 * But who is this, what thing of Sea or Land?

Femal of sex it seems, That so bedeckt, ornate, and gay, Comes this way sailing Like a stately Ship Rh