[Songs used in the Maske]
Shewes and nightly revels, signes of joy and peace.
Fill royall Britaines court while cruell warre farre off doth rage, for ever hence exiled.
Faire and princely branches with strong arms encrease
From that deepe rooted tree whose sacred strength and glory forren malice hath beguiled.
Our devided kingdomes now in frendly kindred meet
And old debate to love and kindnes turns, our power with double force uniting;
Truly reconciled, griefe appeares at last more sweet
Both to our selves and faithful friends, our undermining foes affrighting.