Nathaniel Baxter Poems

In all the Greeke None but this word is found,
That doth containe a true description,
Of vertues Cardinall, which doon abound
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There was one Soueraigne God, which we call Pan,
That cannot be defin'd by mortal man.
Some call him loua, for his existence;
Some Elohym, for his excellence;
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Then formed He a prince, of royall dignitie,
Of a wonderfull grace and maiestie,
To sway this imperiall monarchic
He framed first his bodie's lineaments,
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