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 | Poems on Affairs of State |  |
PROLOGUE.
Whoever looks about and minds things well,
And on Affairs abroad doth take a view,
May think the Story which I here do tell
Was never dream't it falleth out so true.
I do confess it's something hard to find
A crooked Path directly in the dark;
And while a Man's asleep you know he's blind,
And can't easily hit on a Mark.
Well, be it so, yet this you know is right,
What's seen i'th' Day is dream't again at Night.
A Dream I hope will no wise man offend,
Nor will it Treason be (I trow) to lend
A Copy of my Dream unto my Friend.
Caball beware your Shins,
For thus my Tale begins.
And on Affairs abroad doth take a view,
May think the Story which I here do tell
Was never dream't it falleth out so true.
I do confess it's something hard to find
A crooked Path directly in the dark;
And while a Man's asleep you know he's blind,
And can't easily hit on a Mark.
Well, be it so, yet this you know is right,
What's seen i'th' Day is dream't again at Night.
A Dream I hope will no wise man offend,
Nor will it Treason be (I trow) to lend
A Copy of my Dream unto my Friend.
Caball beware your Shins,
For thus my Tale begins.
| Poems on Affairs of State | |