IDENTILIN$$ F114H04|TWHail|Norton MS, Eng. 966.3|f. 47r-v\KJH\mf\7-27-94\P:DF\o\11-20-00\C:JSC\1-8-01
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114.H04.001 All haile sweete Poet more full of more stronge fire
114.H04.002 Then hath or shall enkindle any spiritt
114.H04.003 I loud what nature gaue thee, but this merritt
114.H04.004 of witt, and art I loue not but admire
114.H04.005 Who haue before, or shall write after thee
114.H04.006 Their workes, though toughly laboured will be
114.H04.007 Like infancye, or age, to mans firme staye
114.H04.008 Or early, and late twy=lightes to middaye
114.H04.009 Men saie, and truly; that they better be
114.H04.010 w%5ch%6 be envied, then pittied, therefore I
114.H04.011 because I wish thee best, doe the envye
114.H04.012 O wouldst thou by like reason, pittie me
114.H04.013 But care not for me: I that euer was
114.H04.014 In natures, and in fortunes guiftes; Alass [f.47v]
114.H04.015 Before thy grace gott in the Muses schoole
114.H04.016 A monster, and a Beggar, am a foole:
114.H04.017 O howe I greive that late borne modestie
114.H04.018 hath gott such roote in easie waxen hearts
114.H04.019 That men may not themselues, their owne good parts
114.H04.020 Extoll; w%5th%6out suspect of surquedrie
114.H04.021 ffor but thy selfe, noe subiect can be found
114.H04.022 Worthy thy quill, nor any quill resound
114.H04.023 thy worke but thine, howe good it were to see
114.H04.024 A Poem in thy praise, and writt by thee.
114.H04.025 Nowe if this Song be t' harsh for ryme, yet as
114.H04.026 The Painters bad God made a good devill,
114.H04.027 T'will be good Prose, allthough the verse be euill
114.H04.028 If thou forgett the Ryme, as thou dos't passe
114.H04.029 then write, that I may followe, and soe be
114.H04.030 thy debter, th' Eccho, the ffoile, the Zanee
114.H04.031 I shall be thought if myne like thine, I shape
114.H04.032 All the worlds Lion; though I be thy Ape:
114.H04.0SS Finis
114.H04.0$$ %1Div. into octaves by space & horiz. slash near LM; 2d, 3d, 7th & 8th ll. of each octave ind%2