14341268Vnder the canopies of costly state,

14351269And lulld with sound of sweetest melody?

14361270O thou dull god, why li'ste thou with the vile

14371271In lothsome beds, and leauest the kingly couch,

14381272A watch-case, or a common larum bell?

14391273Wilt thou vpon the high and giddy masse,

14401274Seale vp the ship-boies eies, and rocke his braines,

14411275In cradle of the rude imperious surge,

14421276And in the visitation of the winds,

14431277Who take the ruffian pillowes by the top,

14441278Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them

14451279With deaffing clamour in the slippery clouds,

14461280That with the hurly death it selfe awakes?

14471281Canst thou, ô partiall sleepe, giue them repose,

14481282To the wet season in an howre so rude,

14491283And in the calmest, and most stillest night,

14501284With al appliances and meanes to boote,

14511285Deny it to a King? then (happy) low lie downe,

14521286Vneasie lies the head that weares a crowne.

14541289War. Many good morrowes to your maiestie.

14551290King Is it good morrow lords?

14561291War. Tis one a clocke, and past.

14571292King Why then good morrow to you all my lords.

14581293Haue you read ore the letter that I sent you?

14591294War. We haue my liege.

14601295King Then you perceiue the body of our kingdome,

14611296How foule it is, what rancke diseases grow,

14621297And with what danger neare the heart of it.

14631298War. It is but as a body yet distempered,

14641299Which to his former strength may be restored,

14651300With good aduise and little medicine,

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