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 40 Anne Bi^ad/ireet''s Works.

��Here followes fome verfes vpon the burning of our houfe, July loth, 1666. Cop3^ecl ovt of a loofe Paper.

TN filent night when reft I took, -^ For forrow neer I did not look, I waken'd was with thundring nois And Piteovs fhreiks of dreadfull voice. That fearfuU found of fire and fire. Let no man know is my Defire.

I, ftarting vp, the light did fpye. And to my God my heart did cry To ftrengthen me in my Diftrefle And not to leaue me fuccourleffe. Then coming ovt beheld a fpace. The flame confvme my dwelling place.

And, when I could no longer look, I bleft his Name that gave and took, That layd my goods now in the dvft: Yea fo it was, and fo 'twas jvft. It was his own: it was not mine; ftar be it that I fhould repine.

He might of All iuftly bereft. But yet fufficient for us left.

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