Tigr. I will.

Arb. Take then your fair one with you:—And you, queen
Of goodness and of us, oh, give me leave
To take your arm in mine!—Come, every one
That takes delight in goodness, help to sing
Loud thanks for me, that I am proved No King.

[Exeunt.


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