Mature, John-apple nor the Downy Peach,
Nor Walnut in rough-furrow’d Coat ſecure,
Nor Medlar Fruit delicious in decay;
Afflictions great, yet greater ſtill remain,
My Galligaskings that have long withſtood
The Winter’s Fury, and encroaching Froſts
By time subdu’d, (what will not time ſubdue!)
A horrid Chaſm diſcloſe, with Orifice
Wide diſcontinuous; at which the Winds
Eurus and Auſter, and the dreadful force