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126.00A.HE1  %XTo M.%1B.B.%2
126.00A.001  I%+S not thy sacred hunger of science
126.00A.002  Yet satisfy'd?  Is not thy braines rich hive
126.00A.003  Fulfil'd with hony which thou dost derive
126.00A.004  From the Arts spirits and their Quintessence?
126.00A.005  Then weane thy selfe at last, and thee withdraw
126.00A.006  From Cambridge thy old nurse, and, as the rest,
126.00A.007  Here toughly chew, and sturdily digest
126.00A.008  Th'immense vast volumes of our common law;
126.00A.009  And begin soone, lest my griefe grieve thee too,
126.00A.010  Which is, that that which I should have begun
126.00A.011  In my youthes morning, now late must be done;
126.00A.012  And I, as Giddy Travellers, must doe,
126.00A.013  Which stray or sleepe all day, and having lost
126.00A.014  Light and strength, darke and tir'd must then ride %/(post.
126.00A.015  If thou unto thy Muse be marryed,
126.00A.016  Embrace her ever, ever multiply,
126.00A.017  Be far from me that strange Adulterie
126.00A.018  To tempt thee and procure her widdowhood,
126.00A.019  My nurse, (for I had one,) because I'am cold,
126.00A.020  Divorc'd her selfe, the cause being in me,
126.00A.021  That I can take no new in Bigamye,
126.00A.022  Not my will only but power doth withhold.
126.00A.023  Hence comes it, that these Rymes which never had
126.00A.024  Mother, want matter, and[an%Id(TxAM1,L)] they only have [CW:A]
126.00A.025  A little forme, the which their Father gave; [p.100]
126.00A.026  They are prophane, imperfect, oh, too bad
126.00A.027  To be counted Children of Poetry
126.00A.028  Except confirm'd and Bishoped by thee. 
126.00A.0SSom
126.00A.0$$  Lines 2,3,6,7,10,11,13,14 of each 14-line st ind