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The last and greatest herald of Heaven's King,
Girt with rough skins, hies to the deserts wild,
Among that savage brood the woods forth bring,
Which he than man more harmless found and mild.
--
"For the Baptist" Flowers of Sion (1623).

 

William Drummond

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