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114.O09.HE1  By M.%5r%6 IOHN DVN once secratary to the Lord /Keeper Egerton, disgraced by him for marrying with his /wives neece: since proceeded doctor of divinitie /one of the kings Chaplens: and now this pa*te Moneth /of Aprill 1624 Deane of Powles.   
114.O09.001  All haile sweet Poet full of more strange fire
114.O09.002  Then hath or shall inkindle any spiritt
114.O09.003  I love what Nature gaue thee, but this meritt
114.O09.004  Of Witt and art I love not but admire
114.O09.005  Whoe haue before, or shal write after thee
114.O09.006  There workes, thoughe fullye laboured %Ythey%Z>will< be
114.O09.007  Like Infancy or Age, to make firme staye
114.O09.008  Or earelye, or late, twilight to middaye
114.O09.009  Men saye, and truely that they better bee
114.O09.010  Wch be envi'de, then pittied; Therefore I
114.O09.011  Because I wish thee best doe thee envye
114.O09.012  Oh woldest thow by like reason pitty mee?
114.O09.013  But care not for me: I that ever was
114.O09.014  In Nature and in fortunes giftes (Alass)
114.O09.015  Before thy Grace gott in thee Muses schoole
114.O09.016  A monster, and a begger, am now a foole.
114.O09.017  Oh how I greeve that late borne Modestye
114.O09.018  Hath gott suche roote in easie waxen hartes
114.O09.019  That men may not themselues there owne good partes
114.O09.020  Extoll without suspect, of surquedrye
114.O09.021  For but thy selfe noe subiect can be founde 
114.O09.022  Worthy thy quill; Nor any quill resounde
114.O09.023  Thy worthe, but thyne: How good it were to see
114.O09.024  A Poeme in thy praise, and writt by thee.
114.O09.025  Now if this songe be too harshe for rime, yet as
114.O09.026  The Painters bad God, made a good divell
114.O09.027  It will be good prose, althoughe the verse be evill
114.O09.028  If thow forgett the ryme as thou dost passe
114.O09.029  Then write that I may followe, and soe bee
114.O09.030  Thy Debtor, thy Echo; thy foile, thy Zany
114.O09.031  I shall be thought, If myne like thyne I shape
114.O09.032  All the Worldes lion, thoughe I be thy Ape.
114.O09.0SS  FINIS   
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