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All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet

Being Sixty and three in Number. Collected into one Volume by the Author [i.e. John Taylor]: With sundry new Additions, corrected, reuised, and newly Imprinted

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Epilogue to Sir Thomas Coriat vpon his name.
  
  
  
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Epilogue to Sir Thomas Coriat vpon his name.

VVhy haue I spent my time thus, Coriat?
Wherfore on thy leud lines thus pore I at?
Why like an Ideot foole adore—I at
Thy workes? which wisedome will not glory at.
At no place euer was before—I at
Where wonders vpon wonder more—I at
With pen, in stead of Lance, now gore—I at
Thy Odcomb foppery now bore—I at.
At thy prides altitude, now sore—I at
Thou art the Theame I write my—story at.
If ought befell me to be—sory at
Hard-hearted fate, 'gainst thee then rore—I at.