The Scourge of Folly Consisting of satyricall Epigrams, And others in honour of many noble Persons and worthy friends, together, with a pleasant (though discordant) Descant upon most English Proverbs and others [by John Davies] |
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Epig. 30. To mine honored friend Sir Iames Murray Knight.
Thou beeing Brother to my best belou'dI must for That, and for thy selfe beside,
Ranck thee among mine honor'd friends (approu'd)
Wherein I range the powre of all my pride.
Yee Brothers were with in your Mothers wombe
Made Muses Minions: for, from thence ye drew
Pure Helicon to that yet emptie Roome
Your Braine pan, fill'd with Arte, ere Arte ye knew.
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Here actually ye rarely shew the same;
That's seld, but bright; as that Starre did appeare
To light the wise, to finde out Wisedoms ame.
Then, sith the Lawrell's yours, by right of Birth,
My Muse must Lawrel-crowne your fames on Earth.
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