 | Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad |  |
To my witty and worthy friend, Inigo Iohnes Esquier, surueigher of his Maiestie workes.
VVits mirrour, Inigo, wherein Men seeTheir Figure; which thou dost to them reflect
By forming, or, to them, conforming thee:
For which thou win'st both riches and respect:
Fortune and Fauour with great Art conspir'd,
To make thee Modell out each Edifice
Ere it be squar'd for Court; which thee hath Squird;
And may doe, SIR, for many a rare Deuice!
Thy Place I wish not; but thy wakefull Wits,
To make my Place fit mee, as thine thee fits:
Then, lend me, while thou sleepst, thy pure acumen
To Knight me (old Boy) after many New-men.
| Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad | |