IDENTILIN$$ F11400G|1669|pp. 168-69\ME\mf\7-22-87\P:EWS\o(CSmH)\6-14-01;DAS\cd(L)\8-12-00\C:JMK\7-20-01;JSC\9-6-01;3-3-03\P&C:MEL\(CtY,L,TxAM,Matt)\11-13-07 114.00G.HE1 %X%1To M. I. W.%2 114.00G.001 A%+LL hail sweet Poet, and full of more strong fire, 114.00G.002 Then hath or shall enkindle my dull spirit, 114.00G.003 I lov'd what nature gave thee, but thy merit 114.00G.004 Of wit and art I love not, but admire; 114.00G.005 Who have before or shall write after thee, 114.00G.006 Their works, though toughly laboured, will be 114.00G.007 Like infancy or age to mans firm stay, 114.00G.008 Or early and late twilights to mid-day. [CW:Men] 114.00G.009 Men say, and truly, that they better be [p.169] 114.00G.010 Which be envy'd than pitied: therefore I, 114.00G.011 Because I wish the best, do the envy: 114.00G.012 O wouldst thou by like reason, pity me, 114.00G.013 But care not for me, I, that ever was 114.00G.014 In Natures, and in fortunes gifts, alas, 114.00G.015 (But for thy grace got in the Muses School) 114.00G.016 A Monster and a begger, am a fool. 114.00G.017 Oh how I grieve, that late born modesty 114.00G.018 Hath got such root in easie waxen hearts, 114.00G.019 That men may not themselves their own good parts 114.00G.020 Extoll, without suspect of surquedry, 114.00G.021 For, but thy self, no subject can be found 114.00G.022 Worthy thy quill, nor any quill resound 114.00G.023 Thy worth but thine: how good it were to see 114.00G.024 A Poem in thy praise, and writ by thee! 114.00G.025 Now if this song be too 'harsh for rime, yet, as 114.00G.026 The Painters bad god made a good devil, 114.00G.027 'Twill be good prose, although the verse be evill. 114.00G.028 If thou forget the rime as thou dost pass, 114.00G.029 Then write, that I may follow, and so be 114.00G.030 Thy eccho, thy debtor, thy foyl, thy zanee. 114.00G.031 I shall be thought (if mine like thine I shape) 114.00G.032 All the worlds Lyon, though I be thy Ape. 114.00G.0SSom 114.00G.0$$ Four 8-line sts; ll. 2,3,7,8 of sts 2-4 ind; no ind in st 1