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Down, stormy Passions, down; no more / / Let your rude waves invade the shore / / Where blushing Reason sits, and hides / / Her from the fury of your tides. / / Fall, easy Patience, fall like rest, / / Where soft spells charm a troubled breast. / / HENRY KING.
We believe that even those who are anxious to learn if the Protector travelled in safety to his place of destination, and what he did when he arrived there, will scarcely murmur at the delay which a brief visit to Constantia Cecil will necessarily occasion.