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32  Nor yett so poor to fright the Gout away May you but some unfrequent Visits find To prove you patient, your Ardelia kind Who by a tender and officious care Will ease that Grief or her proportion bear Since Heaven does in the Nuptial state admitt Such cares but new endearments to begett And to allay the hard fatigues of life Gaue the first Maid a Husband, Him a Wife.  UPON THE DEATH OF THE RIGHT HONORABLE WILLIAM LORD MAIDSTON Who was a Volunteere in the Sol-bay Fight and kill'd by a Random shott, after the fight was over and the Fleets parted. On May 28th, 1672

Fate 'till the Day was ours, wou'd not dispense With Maidston's aid, for Brittan's strong defence: But then, least Pride, might by successe prevaile, Threw in His losse, to poize th' unequal skale; Giving us Sway ; the Dutch a cause to boast They'd kill'd one man, excelling all they losst.  FROM THE MUSES, AT PARNASSUS (a hill so call'd in Eastwell Park) to the Right Honble ye Ldy : Maidston on my Lord Winchilsea's Birth-day Wonder not, Madam, that the Muses pay Their gratefull tribute, on this happy day; And in loud wishes, all their force employ, That many more, like this, you may enjoy ; Since from your own Parnassus, they receive Pleasure's, which theirs in Phocis, never gave ; And own, whilst here they reach the height of blisse, Their forked hill, was but a type of this. See where they come, their brows with lawrel bound, And hear the neighbouring woods, repeat the sound, 