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First Line: Words are dear lord, notes insignificant
Last Line: Thy sweetest praise my muse shall melodiously out sing.
Subject(s): Puritans In Literature


Words are Dear Lord, notes insignificant
But Curled aire when spoke Sedan'd from the Lip
Into the Eare, soon vanish, though don't Cant,
Yea run on tiptoe, and hence often trip
Sometimes do poother out like th'Chimny Smoake
Hence often smut the matter, and nigh Choake.

Hence, my Dear Lord, the mantle I would make
Thee, I do feare will run all Counter buffe,
To my design, and streakt be like a Snake,
That's new crept out of 'ts garment, a slunk Slough,
Or have a smoaky Smell, and Choaky lodge
Within its Clasp. And so it proove a blodge.

But, oh Dear Lord, though my pen pikes no gold
To lace these robes with, I would dress thee in
And its a Shame that Tinsyl ribbon should
Be all the trimming that I own to bring
Yet seeing, Lord, my shop board hath no better,
I do presume thou'lt take it of thy debtor.

Thou hast me brought into thy house of Wine,
The Saphire Caske of thy rich precepts * * *
And thy Carbunkled Firkins tappt divine
And Choicest Nectar in Sweet Promises.
When thou hath * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Thy sweetest praise my Muse shall melodiously out sing.





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