A Book was writ of late call'd Tetrachordon

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A Book was writ of late call'd Tetrachordon;
by John Milton
From Poems &c. Upon Several Occasions [16473]

A Book was writ of late call'd Tetrachordon;
  And wov'n close, both matter, form and stile;
  The Subject new: it walk'd the Town a while,
  Numbring good intellects; now seldom por'd on.
Cries the staff-reader, bless us! what a word on
  A title page is this! and some in file
  Stand spelling fals, while one might walk to Mile-
  End Green. Why is it harder Sirs then Gordon,
Colkitto, or Macdonnel, or Galasp?
  Those rugged names to our like mouths grow sleek
  That would have made Quintilian stare and gasp.
Thy age, like ours, O Soul of Sir John Cheek,
  Hated Learning wors then Toad or Asp;
  When thou taught'st Cambridge, and King Edward Greek.

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