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Let Hasupha rejoice with Turky Balm. 

Let Hattil rejoice with Xeranthemum. 

Let Bilshan rejoice with the Leek. David for ever! God bless the Welch March 1st 1761. N.S. 

Let Sotai rejoice with the Mountain Ebony. 

Let Sophereth rejoice with White Hellebore. 

Let Darkon rejoice with the Melon-Thistle. 

Let Jaalah rejoice with Moly wild garlick. 

Let Ami rejoice with the Bladder Sena in season or out of season bless the name of...Read more of this...

...ith Paneros a precious stone good against barrenness. 

Let Morgan, house of Morgan rejoice with Prasius Lapis of a Leek-green colour. 

Let Powell, house of Powell rejoice with Synochitis a precious stone abused by the ancient sorcerers. 

Let Howell, house of Howell rejoice with Ostracias a gem like an oyster. 

Let Close, house of Close rejoice with Chalcophonos a gem sounding like brass. O all ye gems of the mine bless ye the Lord, praise him and magni...Read more of this...

...he world will pipe; *dance
For in our will there sticketh aye a nail,
To have an hoary head and a green tail,
As hath a leek; for though our might be gone,
Our will desireth folly ever-in-one*: *continually
For when we may not do, then will we speak,
Yet in our ashes cold does fire reek.* *smoke
Four gledes* have we, which I shall devise**, *coals ** describe
Vaunting, and lying, anger, covetise*. *covetousness
These foure sparks belongen unto eld.
Our olde lim...Read more of this...

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For whoso woulde singe the catte's skin
Then will the catte well dwell in her inn;* *house
And if the catte's skin be sleek and gay,
She will not dwell in house half a day,
But forth she will, ere any day be daw'd,
To shew her skin, and go a caterwaw'd.* *caterwauling
This is to say, if I be gay, sir shrew,
I will run out, my borel* for to shew. *apparel, fine clothes
Sir olde fool, what helpeth thee to spyen?
Though thou pray Argus with his hundred eyen
To be my war...Read more of this...

...-work for me,
Like such as cut their teeth -- I hope, like you --
On the handle of a skeleton gold key;
I cut mine on a leek, which I eat it every week:
I'm a clerk at thirty bob as you can see.

But I don't allow it's luck and all a toss;
There's no such thing as being starred and crossed;
It's just the power of some to be a boss,
And the bally power of others to be bossed:
I face the music, sir; you bet I ain't a cur;
Strike me lucky if I don't believe I'm lost!

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