Dia Poemata Poetick Feet Standing Upon Holy Ground: Or, Verses on certain Texts of Scripture. With Epigrams, &c. By E. E. [i.e. Edmund Elys] |
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To Mr. E. E. on his DIA POEMATA.
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To Mr. E. E. on his DIA POEMATA.
They're Heathen Poets, whom Phœbus does inspire,But thou'rt Divine, and tun'st a Sacred Lyre.
David's Majestick Musick, which can Quell
Base Envious Spirits, and make our Minds to Swell
With Holy Raptures. Thy sweet Poetry
Keeps even Time to the Soule's Harmony.
Jordan's thy Helicon, thy Muse goes on
From Mount Parnassus unto Lebanon;
Thus Double Honour is most due to thee,
As Poet Laureat in Divinity.
Some do affect (for Rattles still please Boyes)
Quibbles, and Puns that make a Gingling Noise:
Others do Aim at Wit, but misse the White,
And rather Laughter move, than cause Delight.
No such thing here: Thou scorn'st this Vanity,
Thy Quick Wit's Balla'st with Solidity.
No more: 'tis Praise enough, The Book's thine own,
It self best speaks thy Commendation.
Will: Reade. Art. Bac.
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