The Golden Fleece Whereto bee annexed two Elegies, Entitled Narcissvs Change. And Aesons Dotage. By Richard Brathvvayte |
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Vpon the dedication of the last Epistle.
After
this proeme, proeme, I may call it,
Came pensiue tidings to my Muses cell,
At which my Muse, in boundlesse wars empalled
Resolude to bid lasciuious rithms farewell.
Yet they inspite of me and of my Muse
Burst out against my will (as others vse.)
Came pensiue tidings to my Muses cell,
At which my Muse, in boundlesse wars empalled
Resolude to bid lasciuious rithms farewell.
Yet they inspite of me and of my Muse
Burst out against my will (as others vse.)
Then pardon me that could not vse mine owne,
In singing layes, when odes should best befit,
This was my first birth, which being riper growne,
Shall yeeld the blossomes of maturer wit.
Meane time receiue this poeme which I shew
Portraid in sable colours vnto you.
In singing layes, when odes should best befit,
This was my first birth, which being riper growne,
Shall yeeld the blossomes of maturer wit.
Meane time receiue this poeme which I shew
Portraid in sable colours vnto you.
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