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To my Noble Kinsman T. S. Esq;
On his Lyrick Poems composed by Mr. J. G.
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To my Noble Kinsman T. S. Esq; On his Lyrick Poems composed by Mr. J. G.
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What means this stately Tablature,The Ballance of thy streins?
Which seems, in stead of sifting pure,
T' extend and rack thy veins;
Thy Odes first their own Harmony did break,
For singing troth is but in tune to speak.
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Nor thus thy golden Feet and Wings,May it be thought false Melody
T' ascend to heav'n by silver strings,
This is Urania's Heraldry:
Thy royal Poem now we may extol,
And truly Luna Blazon'd upon Sol.
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As when Amphion first did callEach listning stone from's Den;
And with the Lute did form his Wall,
But with his words the men;
So in your twisted Numbers now, you thus,
Not only stocks perswade, but ravish us.
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Thus do your Ayrs Eccho o'reThe Notes and Anthems of the Sphæres;
And their whole Consort back restore,
As if Earth too would blesse Heav'ns Ears:
But yet the Spoaks by which they scal'd so high,
Gamble hath wisely laid of Vt Re Mi.
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