Maidens they all were,
all fashioned with but best Wear,
a version of the best,
the price of pride than rest,
whose tale reign with oh.

confusion of brave in the kingdom,
all kinds even with wisdom,
perfect beauty of all beyond,
all loins of a man owned,
whose tale crossed ages.

Job his name of all was,
Less slamber and more he chose,
not folly but wisdom than all,
his allegiance to God his goal,
his tale holds high to date.

Sir.Stephens

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