If our Musicks we do misse;
Both Harps, and Pipes too; and the Crowd
Must aull come in, and tauk aloud,
As lowd as Bangu, Davies Bell,
Of which is no doubt you have hear tell:
As well as our lowder Wrexam Organ,
And rumbling Rocks in the Seer of Glamorgan;
Where look but in the ground there,
And you sall see a sound there:
That put her all to gedder,