Rooster

The Heart Ruff beats his sounding Wing

And lifts his plumed [cun slate]

From Lakes [fringed] shore or distant spring

Or fore[st] deep to call his mate

This [lot] dear Lady mu[st] discover

While distant [times] a [hero own] him

That [f]ame’s loud voice applaud[s] your Lover

And victory [] in [Triumph crown him].