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Eiresoine
or
The Oliue Branch.
he Turrets of a Man of infinite Might;
Of infinite Action; substance Infinite,
Wee make accesse to; whose whole Being rebounds
From Earth to Heauen; & nought but Blisse resounds.
Giue entrie then, ye Dores; more riches yet
Shall enter with me; All the Graces met
In ioy of their fruition: perfect Peace
Confirming All; All crown'd with such encrease,
That euery emptie Vessell in your House
May stand repleate, with all thing precious.
Elaborate Ceres, may your Larders fill
With all deare Delicates; and serue in still.
May, for your Sonne, a Wife make wisht approch,
Of infinite Action; substance Infinite,
Wee make accesse to; whose whole Being rebounds
From Earth to Heauen; & nought but Blisse resounds.
Giue entrie then, ye Dores; more riches yet
Shall enter with me; All the Graces met
In ioy of their fruition: perfect Peace
Confirming All; All crown'd with such encrease,
That euery emptie Vessell in your House
May stand repleate, with all thing precious.
Elaborate Ceres, may your Larders fill
With all deare Delicates; and serue in still.
May, for your Sonne, a Wife make wisht approch,