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OCARCE Earth had done, but th'angry water movYl
- ^ Sifter (quoth ftie) it had full well behov'd
Among your boaftings to have praifed me
Caufe of your fruitfulnefs as you fhall fee:
This 3^our negle6t fliews your ingratitude
And how your fubtilty, would men delude
Not one of us (all knows) that's like to thee
Ever in craving, from the other three;
But thou art bound to me, above the reft
Who am thy drink, thy blood, thy fap and beft:
If I withhold what art thou? dead dry lump
Thou bearft nor grafs or plant nor tree, nor ftump
Thy extream thirft is moiftned by my love
With fprings below, and ftiowres from above
Or elfe thy Sun-burnt face, and gaping chops
Complain to th' heavens, if I withhold my drops
Thy Bear, thy Tyger, and thy Lion ftout.
When I am gone, their fiercenes none needs doubt
Thy Camel hath no ftrength, thy Bull no force [15]
Nor mettal's found, in the couragious Horfe
Hinds leave their calves, the Elephant the Fens
The wolves and favage beafts, forfake their Dens
The lofty Eagle, and the Stork fly low,
The Peacock and the Oftrich, fhare in woe.
The Pine, the Cedar, yea, and Daphne'^ Tree
Do ceafe to flourifh in this mifery,
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