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To his ingenious friend Mr. Mill, upon his loftie Discoveries of Night.

Thou hast laid out, to each mans view,
The Rogue, the Cut-purse, and that Crew,
Who with their damned plots do strive
To kill, and torture men alive.
From henceforth no Eclipse shall be,
Since thou hast made the Welkin free;
Thy Moone in state shall ever shine:
For now the night is made divine.
Light, Luna borrow'd of the Sun,
When infant time was but begun,
Shee'll now confesse the brightest night,
From thee receiv'd that borrow'd light.
Those that have wit, will gaine from hence
Embroyder'd reason, high-borne sense:
Fooles from thy Search would faine get free:
But wise men will stand bound to thee.
Tho. Perrin, Knight.