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GONDIBERT,
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Not that your message, Truth they disesteem,
Or think it comes from any other way,
But that they Taxes hate, and Truth does seem
Brought as a Tax, when they the Bringers pay.

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Thus we to Beasts, fall from our noble kind,
Making our Pastur'd Bodies all our care;
Allowing no subsistence to the Mind,
For Truth we grudge her as a costly fare.

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But if they fear (since daily you renew
Disputes) your Oracles are doubtfull still
As those of old; yet more reward is due
To pains, where so uneasie is the skill.

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Or if no skill they think it, but suppose
'Tis Faith (& Faith ne'r thinks Heav'n's height too high
Yet Faiths so sev'ral be, that few are those
Can chuse right wings, when they to Heav'n would flie.

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Or if they think, Faith humane help transcends,
And to your Science is so strict a bound
As Death to Valour is, where daring ends;
And none are farthest in that Progress found;

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Yet in our walk to our last home design'd,
'Tis safe by all the study'd Guides to go;
Lest we in death, too late, the knowledge find
Of what in life 'twas possible to know.

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Your Pomp, by which your Pow'r in count'nance dures,
Though costly, costs much less than Camps or Laws;
And more than both, Religion us secures;
Since Hell (your Prison) more than dying aws.

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