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22 THE FALL OF MORTIMER.
I^i-ng. Honour'd ! my Liege ! my Prince, and
Royal Mafter !
How like this founds to Mortimer !
Ifjid he's gaown the Prefident o'tF Court -,
^he Star by "which each Courtier guides his Hopes.
Sir R. HolL Rather a Meteor, or fome Exhala^
iion,
Rals'd by the fulphurous Vapours of the Earth,
Which, borrowing its Blaze from real Lights,
Attradls the Eyes of Fools to gaze on't.
King. No more on your Allegiance To the
Point.
The Explanation of this Difcontent ?
L. Mount. You've touch'd us home. Sir, now,
and we obey :
The Secrets of our Hearts fhall be unlock'd,
"Where you may read your's and the Nation's
Doom.
// is the Ma:i yoiCve nam'd who rides our Spirit^.
Oh, my lov'd Lord !
Why is this Viper harbour'd in your Bofom,
Which gnaws infenfibly upon your Honour ?
Why pamprrr'd with the Worfhip of Men's Knees?
Ten are cur JQng — Roufe fieeping Majefty— r-
Awake, and view the Souls that wait your rifing,
To pay their long kept Homage where 'tis due.
Sir Iho, Delam. Where now is Right ? to whom
fhall we appeal ?
The Queen has plac'd her Power on Mortimer,
Whilfc the Law's Edge is ground but pn one Side^
Nor that employ'd, unlefs to lop your Friends.
The Man, who dare refie6l on his Proceedings,
Or pity but the Circurnftance oti Edward ^
Is ftrait befet, and fworn into fome plot •,
His Life or'Fort!inc's feiz'd ; it may be both j
juries and Witneffes are kept in Pay,
Who have agreed his Ruin ere he's heard.
Sir R. Holl. Thus your good Subjeds daily are
opprdi'd, Who