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Leo.
How blest am I
In my iust Censure? in my true Opinion?
Alack, for lesser knowledge, how accurs’d,
In being so blest? There may be in the Cup
A Spider steep’d, and one may drinke; depart,
And yet partake no venome: (for his knowledge
Is not infected) but if one present
Th’abhor’d Ingredient to his eye, make knowne
How he hath drunke, he cracks his gorge, his sides
With violent Hefts: I haue drunke, and seene the Spider.
Camillo was his helpe in this, his Pandar:
There is a Plot against my Life, my Crowne;
All’s true that is mistrusted: that false Villaine,
Whom I employ’d, was pre‑employ’d by him:
He ha’s discouer’d my Designe, and I