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Maior.
Naught rests for me, in this tumultuous strife,
But to make open Proclamation.
Come Officer, as lowd as e're thou canst, cry:
All manner of men, assembled here in Armes this day,
Against Gods Peace and the Kings, wee charge and command
you, in his Highnesse Name, to repayre to your seuerall dwel
ling places, and not to weare, handle, or vse any Sword, Wea
pon, or Dagger hence‑forward, vpon paine of death.