Upon the Hearing Mrs.
Mary Knight Sing.
You that think love can convey no other way but through the Eye
You that think love can convey no other way but through the Eye into the
heart his fatal dart; Close up those Casements, and but hear this Syren sing, and on the wings of her clear
voyce it will appear that Love can enter at the Ear. Then unveil your Eyes, behold the Curious
mold where that voyce dwells: and as we know when the Cocks crow we freely may gaze on the day,
So may you when the Musicks done, awake and see the Rising Sun.
