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 I learn'd in Naples how to poyson Flowers, To strangle with a Lawne thrust downe the throate, To pierce the wind-pipe with a needles point, Or whilst one is asleepe, to take a Quill And blow a little powder in his eares, Or open his mouth, and powre quick-silver downe, But yet I have a braver way then these.

Mor. What's that?

Light. Nay, you shall pardon me, none shall know my tricks.

Mor. I care not how it is, so it be not spide, Deliver this to Gurney and Matrevis, At every ten miles end thou hast a Horse. Take this, away, and never see me more.

Light. No?

Mor. No, unlesse thou bring me news of Edwards death.

Light. That will I quickly do, farewell my Lord.

Mor. The Prince I rule, the Queene do I command, And with a lowly conge to the ground, The proudest Lords salute me as I passe, I seale, I cancell, I do what I will, Fear'd am I more then lov'd, let me be fear'd: And when I frowne make all the Court looke pale. I view the Prince with Aristarcus eyes, Whose lookes were as a breeching to a boy, They thrust upon me the Protectorship, And sue to me for that, that I desire, While at the Councell Table, grave enough, And not unlike a bashfull Puritaine, First I complaine of imbecility, Saying it is, onus quàm gravissimum, Till being interrupted by my friends, Suscepi that provinciam as they terme it, And to conclude, I am Protector now, Now is all sure, the Queene and Mortimer Shall rule the Realme, the King, and none rules us. Mine enemies will I plague, my friends advance, And what I list command, who dare controule, Major sum quàm cui possit fortuna nocere,