Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad | ||
To my best beloued friend, and aliz-man, Master Iohn Sanford.
Epi. 381.
Iohn , thou art like a Hand that changeth notHis Name, or Nature; clouched, or dilated:
So, thou art One, what euer be thy Lot:
And still, by Fortune, rather chekt, than Mated:
But, if she had but Eyes to see thy Worth,
With radiant Beames,
On Learnings Streames.
In Fortunes Spheare long be his Grace & place,
That, like the Sunne, exhald thy streames to grace.
Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad | ||