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Epig. 284 To my much honored & intirely beloued friend, Sir Basill Brooke, Knight.

Cleere Brooke wherein the Muses bathe themselues,
And Nectar'd, Streames of Helicon do fleete;

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Whose Posey-Bancks delight the fairy-Elues:
Sith all the verdure smells (as Basill) sweete.
To thee (sweet Muse-delighting Basil'd-Brooke)
These Cast all Droppes descend from Loues high Spheare:
But, falling through my Clowdy Braine; they tooke
Some soile vnworthie Thee; which thou wilt cleare:
For, (like a Diamond) though that black thou bee,
Yet being Cleare (as deere) thei'l cleare in Thee.