Let's Io's Sing, Till Th' Eccho's Ring Poem by John Ashmore
Let's Io's Sing, Till Th' Eccho's Ring
Let's Io's sing, till th' Eccho's ring;
For, Buckingham oth'Seas
Is Gen'rall: He doth Horses free,
And struggling Waves appease.
So, 'mongst gods high in Maiestie,
He, that with triple Mace
The Sea with waves rules when it raves,
Guides Horses swift in chase.
Let none amiss then think it is,
That double powr is given
To one to beare; since to us here
Th'example comes from Heaven.
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