I read you kills a sin,
Or lets a vertue in
To fight against it; and the Holy Ghost
Supports my frailties, lest the day be lost.

This holy war, taught by your happy pen,
The Prince of Peace approves. When we poor men
Neglect our arms,
W'are circumvested with a world of harms.
But I will watch, and ward,
And stand upon my guard,
And still consult with you,
And _Herbert_, and renew
My vows; and say, Well fare his, and your heart,
The fountains of such sacred wit and art.
IZ. WA.


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EPITAPH ON HIS SECOND WIFE,
ANNE KEN.

1662.