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The Song of Discord.

Let Linus and Amphions Lute,
With Orpheus Cittern now be mute.
The harshest voyce the sweetest note;
The Raven has the choycest throat.

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A set of frogs a quire for me,
The Mandrake shall the chanter be,
VVhere neither voyce nor tunes agree;
This is discords Harmony.
Thus had Orpheus learn'd to play
The following trees had run away.