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THE PROLOGVE
Our Author sayes, as growing Things haue sence,Spirit, and Vigor, from high Influence;
And at the first Life entertaine a Fate,
Which some vncertaine Starrs doe propagate;
Soe this his harmeles Yssue (ere it haue
Fullie a Beeing) may find out a Graue;
And not liue so long to lament the State,
Of its now Birth, which if you Calculate
Shall meete a better hope, you know the rude,
Guiddy, and Brain sick Times, vicissitude,
How hard it is to hitt right? 'Tis a sad
And Fatall hower, if all pertakes of Bad:
Nor can wee thinke the Planetts euer stood
Soe at a Birth, to make, one, onely good.
Allow it Good with the Good, and lett it bee
Bad with the Bad; 'tis no ill Destinie.
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