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But Moſes, Sir, now by your leave,
Although in heaven you're poſſeſt,
For all you ſaw, did not believe,
But you in Horeb once tranſgreſt,
Wherefore, by all it is conſeſt,
You but got up the land to ſee,
And in the mount were put to reſt,
Yea buried there, where you did die

Moſes meekly turned back,
And told his brother Aaron there,
How the old carling did ſo crack,
And in no ways did him forbear.

Then Aaron ſaid, I will not ſwear,
But I'll conjure her as I can,
And I will make her to forbear,
So that ſhe ſhall not rap again.

Then Aaron ſaid, You whoriſh wife,
Go get you gone, and rap no more;
(With idols you have led your life,)
Or then you ſhall repent it fore.

Good Aaron prieſt, I know you well,
The golden calf you may remember,
Who made the people plagues to ſee,
This is of you recorded ever:
Your prieſthood now is nothing worth,
Chriſt is my only Prieſt, and he,
My Lord, that will not keep me forth,
So I'll get in, in ſpite of thee.

Up ſtarted Samſon at the laſt,
Unto the gate apace came he,
To drive away the wife with ſtrength,
But all in vain, it would not be.