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 ...

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Title: 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 ...
Author: Clobery, Chr. (Christopher)
Publication: London :: Printed by James Cottrel,; 1659.
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Subject terms: Religious poetry, English -- Early modern, 1500-1700.
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14. To all Joyntly.

FArewel World, Europe, Britain, native Shire,And Parish too, servants, acquaintance, fri•…•…ds,Kindred, with Father, Mother, children dear,And dearest Wise! have all contented mindes:Fot I am to so high preferment call'd,That (if you lov'd me) you would urge me on,To haste away, that I may be install'dA death-less prince, crown'd King by him whose throneIs over all: whose Scepter sways at once,Heav'n, Earth and Hell, with their inhabitants.That Triple Crown that girts the pride-puft sconceOf Antichrist (who there of falsly vaunts)
Is this Kings right alone, stil'd in truth's words
The only King of Kings, and Lord of Lords.