 | Men-Miracles |  |
Enter the Harper.
Whose Musicke tooke its fountaine,From the Bogge or the mountaine,
For better was never afforded.
Strings hoppe and rebound,
Oh the very same Sound
May be strucke from a Truckle-bed coarded.
| Men-Miracles | |
From the Bogge or the mountaine,
For better was never afforded.
Strings hoppe and rebound,
Oh the very same Sound
May be strucke from a Truckle-bed coarded.