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Three new playes; viz. The [brace] bashful lover, Guardian, Very woman. As they have been often acted at the private-house in Black-Friers, by His late Majesties Servants, with great applause. / Written by Philip Massenger, Gent. Never printed before.

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Three new playes; viz. The [brace] bashful lover, Guardian, Very woman. As they have been often acted at the private-house in Black-Friers, by His late Majesties Servants, with great applause. / Written by Philip Massenger, Gent. Never printed before.
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Massinger, Philip, 1583-1640.
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London, :: Printed for Humphrey Moseley, and are to be sold at his shop at the sign of the Prince's Arms in St. Pauls Church-yard.,
1655.
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"Three new playes; viz. The [brace] bashful lover, Guardian, Very woman. As they have been often acted at the private-house in Black-Friers, by His late Majesties Servants, with great applause. / Written by Philip Massenger, Gent. Never printed before." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A50093.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 15, 2024.

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II. SONG. (Book 2)

Enteratinment of the Forests Queen. (Book 2)

WElcome, thrice welcome to this shady Green, Our long wish'd Cinthia, the Forests Queen, The Trees begin to bud the glad Birds sing, In Winter chang'd by her into the Spring.
We know no night, Perpetual light Dawns from your eye. You being near, We cannot fear, Though death stood by.
From you our Swords take edge, our Hearts grow bold. From you in Fee, their lives your Liegemen hold. These Groves your Kingdom, and our Law your will; Smile, and we spare; but if you frown, we kill.
Bless then the hour That gives the power In which you may, At Bed and Board Embrace your Lord Both night and day.
Welcome, thrice welcome to this shady Green, Our long wish'd Cinthia, the Forests Queen.
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