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PRINTED BY W. GRIFFIN;
For JOHN CHURCHILL (Executor of CHARLES
TEALTH to great GLOSTER-from a man
Who holds thy health as dearly as his own,
Health to great GLOSTER-nor, thro' love of ease, Which all Priests love, let this address displease. I ask no favour, not one note I crave, And, when this bufy brain refts in the (For till that time it never can have rest)
I will not trouble you with one bequest.
Some humbler Friend, my mortal journey done,
In that dread hour Executor I'll leave;
To give but little-To great GLOSTER Health;
Let thy own offspring all thy fortunes share;
Think not, a Thought unworthy thy great foul, Which pomps of this world never could controul,
Which never offer'd up at Pow'r's vain fhrine,
Think not that Pomp and Pow'r can work on mine.
'Tis not thy Name, though that indeed is great, 'Tis not the tinfel trumpery of state,