Certain Selected Odes Of Horace, Englished and their Arguments annexed. With Poems (Antient and Modern) of diuers Subjects, Translated. Whereunto are added, both in Latin and English, sundry new Epigrammes. Anagrammes. Epitaphes [by John Ashmore] |
TO THE RIGHT WORSIPFULL, Sr. Richard Hvtton, Knight, one of his Maiesties Iustices in the Court of Common Pleas. |
Certain Selected Odes Of Horace, Englished | ||
TO THE RIGHT WORSIPFULL, Sr. Richard Hvtton, Knight, one of his Maiesties Iustices in the Court of Common Pleas.
If my Hopes harvest, Worthy Sir, had not
Been blasted with the Breath of dull Despaire,
My Muse (ne'r branded with the hatefull blot
Of cheap Ingratitude, freed from base Care)
The Tribute of her Love (for Causes iust)
Would not so long have smothered in the Dust.
Been blasted with the Breath of dull Despaire,
My Muse (ne'r branded with the hatefull blot
Of cheap Ingratitude, freed from base Care)
The Tribute of her Love (for Causes iust)
Would not so long have smothered in the Dust.
Yet lookes Shee for one Sun-shine Day: Mean while,
Accept these Gleanings, gathered in the Fields
Of good Free-holders, in the blessed Ile,
Where each one shewes (as his Affection yeelds)
Who is most blest: which none can better tell,
Then the sweet Singer doth of Israel.
Accept these Gleanings, gathered in the Fields
Of good Free-holders, in the blessed Ile,
Where each one shewes (as his Affection yeelds)
Who is most blest: which none can better tell,
Then the sweet Singer doth of Israel.
Your Worships, in his best indeavors to command, Ioh: Ashmore.
Certain Selected Odes Of Horace, Englished | ||