The poems of George Daniel ... From the original mss. in the British Museum: Hitherto unprinted. Edited, with introduction, notes, and illustrations, portrait, &c. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart: In four volumes |
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ODE XXXIV.
[It is not worth your Care]
It is not worth your Care:My better Poems, which the greedie Flame
Devour'd; 'tis true, they might have kept my name
More glorious and faire
Vnto Posteritie, then I can hope
From these remaining Trifles; and perhaps
Have given a Light to those who can but grope
The way, and Stumble; or surprised in Trapps
Of Cunning, fall to Ruine. This, and more,
They might have done;
But I am one,
Who value nothing of my private Store.
Who knowes, but they determin'd were, to fall
Part of a greater Ruine? and vnfitt
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Brand our owne Age in witt, for want of witt?
I doe not yet despaire,
When silver-wingéd Peace againe shall Shine,
To raise a Poesie in everie Line,
As high, as full, as faire.
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