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My Carroll.
Arise, arise
Dull Fancy from the bed of Earth,
And that low strain
Besots thy vain;
That so thou mayst devise
Some Record of that famous Birth,
Which about This time, as our Date will have,
One Son for All the rest the Father gave.
Dull Fancy from the bed of Earth,
And that low strain
Besots thy vain;
That so thou mayst devise
Some Record of that famous Birth,
Which about This time, as our Date will have,
One Son for All the rest the Father gave.
Leave to the Bee
To set a Valuation
On this, or that
Fair Garden-plat,
There t'Browse some Flower or Tree:
And to some Forraign Nation,
To crown their Annals with the Pelican,
Or far-fetcht Cordiall, Mirabolan.
To set a Valuation
On this, or that
Fair Garden-plat,
There t'Browse some Flower or Tree:
And to some Forraign Nation,
To crown their Annals with the Pelican,
Or far-fetcht Cordiall, Mirabolan.
Here's Comfort more;
A gift that's far beyond all worth,
The Curious mind
Could ever find
In what a Plant e'r bore,
Or Barren wilderness brought forth:
Sweetness excels the Bee's-Bagg, and such Good
As prov'd our Strong Restorative by's Blood.
A gift that's far beyond all worth,
The Curious mind
Could ever find
In what a Plant e'r bore,
Or Barren wilderness brought forth:
Sweetness excels the Bee's-Bagg, and such Good
As prov'd our Strong Restorative by's Blood.
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