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On Josephs Cloke.
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On Josephs Cloke.

The Snake his slough, the Dove her plumes cast,
(Whose innocence & purdence hold we fast)
As Joseph left his garment, yet retain'd
A jewel, which once lost is ne're regain'd.
Thou stone-cold chastity far off doth flye,
And Lust assumes the Cloke of modesty.