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Epig. 13. To John Taylor (commonly called) the Water-Poet.

If ever I did drink, or taste one drop
Of Hellicon, or coveted the top
Of craggy cliv'd Parnassus, if that I
Did ever pipe or sing Harmoniously,
Then let my censure find a free accesse
To those that make thee more, making thee lesse:

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I say thy Lines are fluent, and thy Layes
(I do avowch't, not partiall in my praise)
[Some Cockle cast away] are such to mee,
That when I read'em, I'me in Love with thee,
And sighing say, had this man Learning known,
(Who hath so quaint a Genius of his own)
Great Ben had crept to's Urne without a Name,
And Taylor solely slept i'th' house of Fame.