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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>THE ENTERTAINMENT OF THE LADY MONK At FISHERS-FOLLY. Together with an Addre&s;&s;e made to her by a Member of the Colledge of Bed|lam at her vi&s;iting tho&s;e Phanatiques.</HEAD>
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<HEAD>The Bedlams Speech.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>TOp&s;ie tervie, hai down derry.</L>
<L>You &s;ober boyes lets now be merry,</L>
<L>Here comes noble <HI>Georges</HI> Wife,</L>
<L>Let's then be&s;peak her to the life.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Mo&s;t Noble Lady, now we &s;ee</L>
<L>The World turns round as well as we;</L>
<L>Our Chains are Ornaments, our Cells</L>
<L>Are Palaces where Honour dwells,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t you adorn this place, we know</L>
<L>No greater happine&s;se below,</L>
<L>Than to behold the &s;weet delight</L>
<L>of him that will re&s;tore our right:</L>
<L>Madam, to you it is we look</L>
<L>As the be&s;t Scripture in our Book,</L>
<L>Could we but learn to be &s;o wi&s;e</L>
<L>As love our Head as well as Eyes;</L>
<L>Our &V;niver&s;ity might be</L>
<L>Happy in your felicity,</L>
<L>Our Chains as u&s;ele&s;&s;e as the large</L>
<L>Contents of <HI>Lamberts</HI> n<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter">-di&s;charge,</L>
<L>Our Time not &s;pent in picking &s;traws,</L>
<L>Our Holds, only mo&s;t whole&s;ome Laws</L>
<L>Our Bedlam true Phanatiques keep,</L>
<L>Not &s;uch as dream when fa&s;t a &s;leep.</L>
<L>Let <HI>George</HI> know we are not &s;o mad,</L>
<L>But we can love an hone&s;t Lad.</L>
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<HEAD>The Speech at Fi&s;hers-Folly.</HEAD>
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<L>THrice welcome noble Lady to this place,</L>
<L>Wife to a Per&s;on &s;prung of royall Race;</L>
<L>Who&s;e High-born Soul proclaimes him one of tho&s;e</L>
<L>Which claime an Intre&s;t in the Milkie Ro&s;e,</L>
<L>Upon who&s;e Brow prudence and valour try</L>
<L>Ma&s;tries, and &s;trive each other to out-vie:</L>
<L>And what's his greate&s;t prai&s;e, his Royalty</L>
<L>Appears full fraught with ancient Loyalty.</L>
<L>The rare&s;t Jewels that the World imparts</L>
<L>Are Royall Subjects crown'd with loyall Hearts,</L>
<L>And &s;uch (&s;weet Lady) is your royall Spou&s;e,</L>
<L>Who cannot choo&s;e but mind his former Vowes,</L>
<L>One that is ver&s;t in hone&s;t Politicks,</L>
<L>And deeply hateth &s;uch Ped<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="under-inked" EXTENT="1 span"> <GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="under-inked" EXTENT="2 letters">icks.</L>
<L>As Murder, Rapine, Perjury, which crimes</L>
<L>Were in vile <HI>Cromwels</HI> and the Rumpers times</L>
<L>Accounted Godline&s;s, and in wrong Sence</L>
<L>Stil'd Acts of Heavens Gracious Providence.</L>
<L>But now (i hope) we &s;hall be free'd from th'Spell</L>
<L>And witching Charms o'th Devill and Machiavel,</L>
<L>They mu&s;t invent new Sleights, a cloak that's &s;tronger,</L>
<L>Religion will vayle vilany no longer;</L>
<L>All men have now found their fal&s;e knavery out,</L>
<L>But noble <HI>George</HI> hath put them to the Rout:</L>
<L>As <HI>Fabius</HI> wearyed <HI>Hanibal,</HI> he &s;o</L>
<L>Bla&s;ted their force, yet gave them nev'r a blow:</L>
<L>Wonderfull Conqueror that could with&s;tand,</L>
<L>Nay &s;oyle his Enemy without a hand!</L>
<L>Never had <HI>England</HI> a more pro&s;prous fate,</L>
<L>Nor purcha&s;t freedome at a cheaper rate.</L>
<L>Who ab&s;ent, lo, we Pay all Honour due</L>
<L>To her who is a Part of him; that's you,</L>
<L>Ev'n you (fair Lady) who are ever ble&s;t</L>
<L>In his Injoyment: Y'are a welcome Gue&s;t</L>
<L>Unto our Board, who&s;e pre&s;ence makes us Jolly,</L>
<L>Since you vouch &s;afe to come to Fi&s;hers-Folly,</L>
<L>So called from the Founder, a Lack-wit</L>
<L>Who built the Hou&s;e, but could not fini&s;h it:</L>
<L>Our <HI>Geogre</HI> a greater Work hath well begun,</L>
<L>And &s;corns to leave it, till its throughly done:</L>
<L>He gently does his bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, and hath learn'd</L>
<L>To move the Wheele, &s;o that its not di&s;cern'd.</L>
<L>And with a &s;ilent calmne&s;le doth a&s;&s;wage</L>
<L>The Hot-&s;pur &s;pirits and the fiery rage</L>
<L>Of fierce Phanantiques; who, like fooli&s;h Elves,</L>
<L>By their mad zeal would have burnt up them&s;elves,</L>
<L>Thus hath he wi&s;ely &s;topt the mouths of tho&s;e</L>
<L>Builders of <HI>Babel,</HI> which did &s;till oppo&s;e</L>
<L>Th<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter"> repayring of our Sion, to who&s;e ayd</L>
<L>Wee'l all &s;tand up untill the top-&s;tone's layd:</L>
<L>And after all, confe&s;&s;e Great <HI>George</HI> to be</L>
<L>the chief Re&s;torer o<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter"> <GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="under-inked" EXTENT="1 word"> Liberty:</L>
<L>And you thric<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="under-inked" EXTENT="1 letter"> <UNCLEAR>happy</UNCLEAR> <GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="under-inked" EXTENT="2 letters">vourite of Fate</L>
<L>Who have &s;o wi&s;e &s;o great, &s;o good a Mate.</L>
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