Excerpt from The Albion Queens, or the Death of Mary Queen of Scots: A Tragedy Cec. But now especially she needs their aid. Now, when the madness of the nation's grown To such a height, 'tis to be icar'd. Death walks In masquerade, in strange and many shapes: The court, that was the planet that should guide us, Is grown into eclipse with these confusions; Fears, jealousies and faetions crowd the stage Two queens, the like was never seen before, By different arts Oppose each other's interest 3 Our virgin cons'tellation shines but dim, Whilst Mary, Scotland's queen, that northern star, Tho' in a prison, darts her rival light. Dan. The champions of her faction are not few Men of high birth and titles plead her cause, 41 'mongst whom, the gallant duke of Norfolk's chief. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works."