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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 | All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet |  |
To my Friend both by Water and Land, Iohn Taylor.
Oft hast thou trauail'd for me at thy Oare,But neuer in this kind didst toyle before.
To turne a Poet in this peeuish time,
Is held as rare as J should write in rime,
For one of thy profession, yet thy Art,
Surpasseth mine, this serues to paint that part,
J meane thy Poetry which in thee lurks,
And not thy sweating skill in water-works.
I cannot but commend thy Booke, and say
Thou merit'st more then common Scullers pay:
Then whistle off thy Muse, and giue her scope,
That she may soundly cease vpon the Pope:
For well J see that he and many more,
Are dar'd by her (which scarce was done before.)
Proceed (good Iohn) and when th'ast done this worke,
Feare not to venter trassing of the Turke.
I like thy vaine, J loue thee for those guifts
Of Nature in thee, farre aboue the shifts
That others seeke, plodding for what thy pen,
Wit workes in thee learning in other men.
Thou Natiue Language we haue done thee wrong
To say th'art not compleat, wanting the tongue
Call'd Latine, for heere's one shall end the strife,
That neuer learned Latine word in's life.
Then to conclude, J truly must confesse,
Many haue more beene taught, but learned lesse.
Thy assured friend R. B.
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