Shewes and nightly reuels signes of ioy and peace
fill royall Britaines court while cruell warre
farre off doth rage for euer hence exiled.
Faire and princely branches with strong armes encrease
from that deepe rooted tree whose sacred strength
and glory forren malice hath beguiled.
Our deuided kingdomes now in frendly kindred meet
and old debate to loue and kindnes turns
our power with double force vniting.
Truly reconciled griefe appeares at last more sweet
both to our selues and faithful friends
our vndermining foes affrighting.
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