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Two of this furious Squadron did advance;Commanded to comprise the publique chanceIn their peculiar fates: Their Swords they drew;And two, whose large renowne their Nation knew,Two of thy party (Prince) they call'd to tryBy equall duell such a victory,As gives the Victor's side a full commandOf what possess'd by both, is neithers Land.And this to save the Peoples common blood;By whom although no cause is understood;Yet Princes being vex'd they must take careTo doe not what they ought, but what they dare:Their reason on their courage must rely;Though they alike the quarrell justifie,And in their Princes kinde indiff'rent eieAre dutious fooles, that either kill, or die. This safe agreement by the gen'rall voyceWas ratifi'd with vowes; then strait thy choiceFor the encounter (Prince) with greedy eyeI did intirely view; and both I spieMarch to the List; whilst eithers cheerefull lookeFore-told glad hopes, of what they undertooke.
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