For their cowed silence is a but 'Favete linguis' of cowardly accord
Odious to me is the malodorous crowd fain to self-ward
'gainst this sui generis Song re-sacralising Muses stale or profane
Till, from what Virginity loud accuses, Virgin, Thy babe abstain.
Envoi-
Peace hath a Prince! Tho' Shame the Name that ekes itself out as bride
Till, Time so narrow, that Pride's butt cheeks, it itself spread wide.
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