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All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet

Being Sixty and three in Number. Collected into one Volume by the Author [i.e. John Taylor]: With sundry new Additions, corrected, reuised, and newly Imprinted

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To all that haue Read this Poeme.

I boast not, but his Maiesty that's dead
Was many times well pleas'd my lines to read:

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And euery line, word, syllable and letter,
Were (by his reading) graced and made better;
And howsoeuer they were good, or ill,
His bounty shew'd, he did accept them still:
He was so good and gracious vnto me,
That I the vilest wretch on earth should be,
If, for his sake, I had not writ this Verse,
My last poore dutie, to his Royall Hearse.
Two causes made me this sad Poeme write,
The first my humble dutie did inuite,
The last, to shunne that vice which doth include
All other vices, foule Ingratitude.
FINIS.