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To the Author.



To the Author.

Loue now resolu'd to work so rare a wonder,
As to make Rocks bereauers, Stones a Streame,
Straight to a Craig of Caledon hee came:
Whose yet vndaunted prid hee gan to ponder.
Haue I (said hee) the Earth's deepe Center vnder,
Made Phlegeton his floods to feare my flame?
Did I the mightie Trident bearer tame,
And threatned roo, the thrower of the thunder?
And shall one onely Craig withstand my dart,
With that his Arrow to his eare he drew,
which through the yeelding air loud whistling flew
And turnd his hardnes to a humane Hart:
From out whose wound, witnes you Nymph's but names
Great Floods gush out of sweet Castalian streames.
I. M.