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With Sibells I cannot Devine
Of future things to treat,
Nor with Parnassus Virgins Nine
Compose in Poims neat
Such mentall mocions which are free
Concepcions of the mind,
Which notwithstanding will not be
To thoughts alone confind.

With Deborah twere joy to sing
When that the Land hath Rest,
And when that Truth shall freshly spring,
Which seemeth now deceast,
But some may waiting for the same
Go on in expectacion
Till quick conceipt be out of frame,
Or till Lifes expiracion.

Therefore who can, and will not speak
Betimes in Truths defence,
Seeing her Foes their malice wreak,
And some with smooth pretence
And colours which although they glose
Yet being not ingraind,
In time they shall their luster lose
As cloth most foully staind.

See how the Foes of Truth devise
Her followers to defame.
First by Aspersions false and Lies
To kill them in good Name;
Yet here they will in no wise cease
But Sathans course they take
To spoyl their Goods and Wealths increase
And so at Life they make.

Such with the Devill further go
The Soule to circumvent
In that they seeds of Error sow
And to false Worships tempt,
And Scriptures falsly they apply
Their Errors to maintain,
Opposing Truth implicitly
The greater side to gain.

And to bind Soul and Body both
To Sathans service sure
Therto they many ty by Oath
Or cause them to endure
The Losse of lightsom Liberty
And suffer Confiscacion,
A multitude they force therby
To hazard their Salvacion.

Another sort of Enimies
To Lady Verity,
Are such who no Religion prise,
But Carnall Liberty
Is that for which they do contest
And venture Life and State,
Spurning at all good meanes exprest,
The force of Vice to bate.

Yet these are they, as some conceit,
Who must again reduce,
And all things set in order strait
Disjoyted by abuse,
And wakeing witts may think no lesse
If Fiends and Furies fell,
May be suppos'd to have successe
Disorders to expell.

How-ever Truth to fade appeare,
Yet can shee never fall,
Her Freinds have no abiding here,
And may seem wasted all;
Yet shall a holy Seed remain
The Truth to vindicate,
Who will the wrongeds Right regain
And Order elevate.

What time Promocion, Wealth, and Peace,
The Owners shall enjoy,
Whose Light shall as the Sun encrease
Unto the perfect Day
Then shall the Earth with blessings flow,
And Knowledg shall abound.
The Cause that's now derided so
Shall then most just be found.

Prophanesse must be fully grown,
And such as it defend
Must be ruind or over thrown,
And to their place desend,
The Sonns of strife their force must cease,
Having fulfild their crime,
And then the Son of wished peace
Our Horizon will clime.

That there are such auspicious dayes
To come, we may not doubt,
Because the Gospels splendant rayes
Must shine the World throughout:
By Jewes the Faith shall be embrac't
The Man of Sin must fall,
New Babell shall be quite defac't
With her devices all.

Then Truth will spread and high appeare,
As grain when weeds are gon,
Which may the Saints afflicted cheare
Oft thinking hereupon;
Sith they have union with that sort
To whom all good is ty'd
They can in no wise want support
Though most severely try'd.
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