 | A Spiritvall propine of a Pastour to his People |  |
TO THE READER.
Sonnet.
Wauld thou be sure of soveraine remeide,Thy wearied saule maist sweitly to refraiche.
Wauld thou with courage beate the deadly seide:
Against the devill, the warld and wicked flaiche.
Wauld thou be strong and stoutly byde the braiche
Of Satans slights, and cause of Christ debate.
Wauld thou devise his shamles face to daiche.
And all his troupes by faith for to defate.
Wauld thou on earth approch to heauenly state:
And being man, an Angels life to laide
In songs to sound the praises care and late
Of him wha thee and all the world hes maid.
Imploy thy time, thy tongue and thine ingyne.
And chuse, and vse, this spirituall propyne.
M. I. D.
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