Divine glimpses of a maiden muse being various meditations and epigrams on several subjects : with a probable cure of our present epidemical malady if the means be not too long neglected / by Chr. Clobery ...

To his undoubted (though unknown) Friend, George Wither Esq; Britain's Ancient REMEMBRANCER.

SIr, though to me unknown your person be, Your better parts my soul doth plainly see, In your fulfill'd predictions, and in those Which shall fulfilled be, how soon none knows, But he who them inspir'd: Yet I dare say, I'm sure they shall; and hope to see the day Of their fulfilling: when our Rulers here Shall hearken to a slighted Engineer: And shall have ears to hear, and eyes to see The wayes of truth, of peace, and unity, And walk therein. Mean while, dear Sir peruse This Widows Mite of an old Maiden-Muse: Wherein, what you approve, let stand: what not, Razeout: If all be faulty, all out blot,

And blot my folly too: let silence shie Make its remembrance in your censure die. I much desir'd to be a Witness true Unto these Nations (long since warn'd by you) Of God's proceedings with them: and that he Call'd you of old, their Watchman here to be; And that you faithfully discover'd to them, Time after time their ways, that would undo them, And shew'd their way of peace: yet we march on, On the wrong fork of your Greek Ypsilon: The Lord sound our retreat: for he alone Can guide right who so long astray have gone. And here I testifie unto these Nations, That (though they fall) you sought their preser∣vations; And that their fall is wilful; but however, You have a sure reward laid up for ever: And this, I hope, will some small comfort be To your oppressed Muse, when she shall see An English man attest that she's divine, And sun-like, shall in Britain henceforth shine, When future Generations unseal'd eyes Shall see accomplish'd your past prophecies; Which if our souls with patience can attend, Gods glory and our good shall be the end.

Christopher Clobery.