Upon the Springs Issuing out from the Foot of Plimouth Beach

The humble Springs of stately Plimouth Beach,
To all Inferiours, due Observance teach.
Perpetually Good Humour'd they concur,
Praying the Sea, Accept our Duty, Sir!
He, mild severe, I've now no need: and When . . .
As you are come, Go back, and come agen.
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