The Poetical Recreations of Mr. Alexander Craig of Rosecraig |
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TO HIS LORD AND Mr. George Earle of Dunbar. |
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TO HIS LORD AND Mr. George Earle of Dunbar.
Braue
Alcibiad curious once to know
Jf all were frinds, that so appeard to bee,
To each of all in secret he did show,
The purtrate of a new-slane-man, said hee:
This is a friend whom J haue kild, J pray
Jn quiet forme come cary him away.
Jf all were frinds, that so appeard to bee,
To each of all in secret he did show,
The purtrate of a new-slane-man, said hee:
This is a friend whom J haue kild, J pray
Jn quiet forme come cary him away.
Yet none of all that Crew wold giue consent,
Nor help to put the painted tree a part:
Saue Kallias kinde, who only was content,
Hap what might hap, to help with hand and hart:
Such is my luck (most loving Lord) I see,
J haue not found a Kallias kinde, but thee.
Nor help to put the painted tree a part:
Saue Kallias kinde, who only was content,
Hap what might hap, to help with hand and hart:
Such is my luck (most loving Lord) I see,
J haue not found a Kallias kinde, but thee.
Thou art the great Mæcenas of my Muse,
My patron, Lord, my Master, and my All:
Whom (whil J liue) but change in me I chuse,
To loue, to serue, and to attend as thrall:
Thogh time and absence breed suspect, what than?
J am in spight of Fortuns nose thy man:
My patron, Lord, my Master, and my All:
Whom (whil J liue) but change in me I chuse,
To loue, to serue, and to attend as thrall:
Thogh time and absence breed suspect, what than?
J am in spight of Fortuns nose thy man:
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