Philip.

Philip.

Happy Effects indeed! long may they last!

But I suspect the Term will be but short,[Pg 139]

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Ere this our happy Realm is curs'd afresh

With all the Noise and Miseries of War,

And Blood and Murder stain our Land again.

Chekitan.

Chekitan.

What hast thou heard that seems to threaten this,

Or is it idle Fancy and Conjectures?

Philip.

Philip.

Our Father's late Behaviour and Discourse

Unite to raise Suspicions in my Mind

Of his Designs? Hast thou not yet observ'd,

That tho' at first he favour'd England's Troops,

When they late landed on our fertile Shore,

Proclaim'd his Approbation of their March,

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