On Pembrokes Languishing Diseas

On Pembrokes Languishing Diseas

Hee is not out: but howlds up still one eye
One heart one hand against integrity
To Church and state and like a Candles winking
flame goes in and out soe more doth stinke
Had he kept silence when first voyced dead
His speeches had noe more gainst sence beene read
Nor Personages of honor rackt and rent
To heere him chatter downe owld government
In praise of that wherein noe stampe is seene
But Lyberty for Envie, malice, spleene
To vent without an oath which hee forbears
Before the Saints else like a Divell swares
As he was wont yet not in body well
Noe more then witty is not ripe for Hell.
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