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C f O W ho though fo mach unfit to reign or live, Cxfar I know will for his fafety ftrivc. But though his love hath dar’d to promifeit, Yet jufter Heaven dares it not permit.. And if the Gods an Ear to me afiord, They fhall both perifh by each others Sword: Such an event would my hearts grief defiroy, Which now is fuch a Stranger grown to joy. But if ye gods think this too great a thing, And but one fall, O let it be the King !