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 114 Anne Bra dji reefs Works.

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OCARCE Earth had done, but th'angry water movYl


 * ^ Sifter (quoth ftie) it had full well behov'd

Among your boaftings to have praifed me

Caufe of your fruitfulnefs as you fhall fee:

This 3^our negle6t fliews your ingratitude

And how your fubtilty, would men delude

Not one of us (all knows) that's like to thee

Ever in craving, from the other three;

But thou art bound to me, above the reft

Who am thy drink, thy blood, thy fap and beft:

If I withhold what art thou? dead dry lump

Thou bearft nor grafs or plant nor tree, nor ftump

Thy extream thirft is moiftned by my love

With fprings below, and ftiowres from above

Or elfe thy Sun-burnt face, and gaping chops

Complain to th' heavens, if I withhold my drops

Thy Bear, thy Tyger, and thy Lion ftout.

When I am gone, their fiercenes none needs doubt

Thy Camel hath no ftrength, thy Bull no force [15]

Nor mettal's found, in the couragious Horfe

Hinds leave their calves, the Elephant the Fens

The wolves and favage beafts, forfake their Dens

The lofty Eagle, and the Stork fly low,

The Peacock and the Oftrich, fhare in woe.

The Pine, the Cedar, yea, and Daphne'^ Tree

Do ceafe to flourifh in this mifery,

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