What's more to do,<br />Which would be planted newly with the time,<br />As calling home our exiled friends abroad<br />That fled the snares of watchful tyranny,<br />Producing forth the cruel ministers<br />Of this dead butcher and his fiend-like queen,<br />Who, as 'tis thought, by self and violent hands<br />Took off her life; this, and what needful else<br />That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace<br />We will perform in measure, time, and place.
