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On Devout Dorinda,

Reading the Westminster Confession of Faith.

That Book I own is full of Grace and Wit,
But 'twas for Men, and not for Angels writ;
Why doth my Cherub humane Lectures read;
'Tis Angels Knowledge best expounds the Creed.
O thou'rt a Volume fraught with Grace and Sense,
L'Estrange did never so much Wit licence.
You are the kind Instructress of the Age,
Thy Lifes a Transcript of the sacred Page:
Then throw that useless Book upon the Shelf,
For thou art all Divinity thy self.