Mounsieur _Barnavelt_,
I am sorry that a man of your great wisdom
And those rare parts that make ye lov'd and honourd,
In every Princes Court highly esteemd of,
Should loose so much in point of good and vertue
Now in the time you ought to fix your faith fast,
The credit of your age, carelessly loose it,-
dare not say ambitiously,-that your best friends
And those that ever thought on your example
Dare not with comon safetie now salute ye" (iii. 1).
Such a verse as,-
"In every Princes Court highly esteemd of,"
or,-
"Now in the time you ought to fix your faith fast,"
can belong only to Fletcher.
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