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Epigr. 25.
Stand, want, and waite, doe what you can.172
Their doors are made to shut thee out,
Or let thee in to goe without.
Their goolde their idoll they doe make.
Should they for thee their God forsake.
Fye filthy muckers tis not so.
Ye erre, God is not goold I know.
But if he did consist of pelfe,
What would you haue him all your selfe?
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