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The Protector.
A POEM Briefly illustrating the Supereminency of that Dignity.
WIse Providence, which, leaves unheeded, nei∣ther
she falling hair, or wagging of a feather,
Induceth me, somtimes, with serious eyes,
To view, & Muse on that, wch most despise:
And, now, amidst a world of Things, I am
Thereby inclin'd, to Contemplate a Name;
For which, perhaps, I shall be thought as wise,
As he, who telleth Straws, or hunteth Flyes:
But, think men as they list, my Thinkings, too,
Shall be as free; and, what I please I'll do:
For, now, of boundless Freedoms many dream;
And, I may prove as wise, as one of them.
A Factious Rout, because I much decline
Their Principles, pretend, I fall from mine;
And, falsly, say, that, I have taught my Rimes
To soothe the Innovations of these Times:
As if, a zeal to Publike good, none had,
Until it made him, in some measure, mad,