Epigram 25: Those Liberall Sciences, in number seauen

Those Liberall Sciences, in number seauen,
Began with Pride, and ends with drowsie Sloath?
Yet Christs commaund vnto th' Apostles giuen,
Was feede my Sheepe that faith in them haue growth.
Now I suppose the feeding of Christs flocke,
Is truly preaching of his facred word,
Which word's the Key that opes the heauenly Locke,
Which Sword and Word his Holynes doth hoord,
Which drawn, cuts his throat and the Deuills both,
For feare of which he lets it sleepe in sloath.