Receive our signet, and impresse them straight;
Ile remaine here, in _Meath_, some little time.
Brother, have care my Dukedome be well rul'd;
Here I put over my affaires to you.
My sonne I leave unto the joyes of youth;
Tis pittie that his minde should be opprest
So soone with care of governments.
Goe to your pleasures, seeke your sister foorth,
Send _Constantine_ to us; so leave me all,
I am best accompanied with none at all. [_Exeunt_.
_Manet Duke_.
Either the Plannets, that did meete together
In the grand consultation of my birth,
Were opposite to every good infusion,
Or onely _Venus_ stood as retrograde;
For, but in love of this none-loving trull,
I have beene fortunate even since my birth.
I feele within my breast a searching fire
Which doth ascend the engine of my braine,
And when I seeke by reason to suppresse
The heate it gives, the greaters the excesse.
I loath to looke upon a common lip
Were it as corral as _Aurora's_ cheeke
Died with the faire virmillion [of the] sunne.
O but I love her, and they say she is faire.
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