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The Shorter Poems of Ralph Knevet

A Critical Edition by Amy M. Charles

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[10] To Sir JOHN HARE.
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[10] To Sir JOHN HARE.

Want in a plentie is too rife with us;
So in the streame chin-deepe stands Tantalus
Wooing the coye Apples: and tis oft found
That wit is scarce, where riches doe abound.
For golden Asses are no dainties here,
They may be dayly seene, even everie where.
But you (Sir John) whose youth with store is crown'd,
Are nothing lesse to Art, and Nature bound
Then Fortune, yea such is your worth that now,
A Knight-hood becomes few so well as you.