Small poems of Divers sorts | ||
40. To the Popes.
Princes you are, have Dukedomes, two, or three;I wish you would give one of them to me:
But that were to rob Peter to give Paul,
Or rather to rob both of them for Saul:
For I a Lay-man am, and (which is worse)
I think a Poet, by my empty purse.
Small poems of Divers sorts | ||