ABSTRACT
Refine ourselves to Spirit, for your Sake. For Want of you, we spend our random Wit on The first we find with Needham, Brooks, or Briton. Hackney'd in Sin, we beat about the Town, 5 And like sure Spaniels, at first Scent lie down. Were Virtue's self in Silks,-faith keep away! Or Virtue's Virtue scarce would last a Day.
