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ON A SEAL by PLATO

First Line: FIVE OXEN, GRAZING IN A FLOWERY MEAD
Last Line: WERE'T NOT ENCLOS'D WITHIN A PALE OF GOLD.
Five oxen, grazing in a flow'ry mead,
A jasper seal (done to the life) doth hold;
The little herd away long since had fled,
Were't not enclos'd within a pale of gold.





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