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E. B. Reed, 
To Zions mount thou didst them bring 
Didst plant them in its firtil soyle 
The place wher thou delightst in 
A sanctuary freed from toyle 
[p. 395] Raigne Lord for euer vn-opposd 
For Pharoa’s Horse & Men are drownd 
Him & his force hath sea inclosd 
Whilst Israel marches on dry grownd 
Miriam the Prophetiss a Timbrel takes 
Wher in their Circulinge-dances round 
The Virgin-Traine such Musick makes 
As th’ Hills about wtt Ecchoes sound 
Then Miriam answered them & sunge 
The Lord triumphd in Glory hath 
Proud Pharoah into th’ sea has flunge 
Wt Horse & Rider in his wrath 
[p. 418] Dauids Lamentation for Saule & Jonathan. 
2 Sam: 1 
Israel has lost her ornement 
Alas for itt lement 
How are her Mighty, falne & laine 
& on Mount Gibea slaine 
O let itt nott in Gath be knowne 
Or told in streets of Askelon 
O lett nott Lord our ancient Foes 
Joying Deride our woes 
Least daughter of th’ vncircomcis’d 
Triumph o’re vs dispis’d 
[p. 419] Noe more lett fruitfull showres distill 
Or dewes on Gibeas direfull Hill 
Nor e’er may any thither bringe 
More a Heaue-Offringe 
Ther th’ Mighty fell, Saule lost his sheild 
In this shamfull feild 
On him regardless they did treade 
As if noe oyle had touch’d his head 
