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VV. Seymour gentleman of Grayes Inne: in commendation of the author.
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VV. Seymour gentleman of Grayes Inne: in commendation of the author.
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seldom see, but that a bare respect
That takes regard, but to apply his thought:
As many tymes, may worke to good effect
As deeper driftes, with more disorder wrought:
For in attempts, where proofe is to ensew,
It neuer skills so greatly, to inuent,
Or by deuice, to frame a fetche anew,
As with regard, to order our intent.
That takes regard, but to apply his thought:
As many tymes, may worke to good effect
As deeper driftes, with more disorder wrought:
For in attempts, where proofe is to ensew,
It neuer skills so greatly, to inuent,
Or by deuice, to frame a fetche anew,
As with regard, to order our intent.
For proofe we see the practise and deuise,
Of such as haue the cure of health in hand,
By traynes of sweet, who oft the taste entise
To brooke the sower, wherin the help doth stand.
Wherein, as well, in manner of the cure,
As in the meanes, the skill is truely tryde:
For that vnlesse the sweetnes should allure,
How should the sowre, make profite vnapplide?
Of such as haue the cure of health in hand,
By traynes of sweet, who oft the taste entise
To brooke the sower, wherin the help doth stand.
Wherein, as well, in manner of the cure,
As in the meanes, the skill is truely tryde:
For that vnlesse the sweetnes should allure,
How should the sowre, make profite vnapplide?
This is the cause, that moues me to commend
And prayse the paynes, that wel I see were ment:
And as I like the labour of my frend,
So I allowe the drift of his intent.
Who seeyng sortes of sundry mindes to call,
And hauyng will, to woorke in all aright:
No fitter meanes, he wist to win them all,
Than thus to trayne, to profite, by delight.
And prayse the paynes, that wel I see were ment:
And as I like the labour of my frend,
So I allowe the drift of his intent.
Who seeyng sortes of sundry mindes to call,
And hauyng will, to woorke in all aright:
No fitter meanes, he wist to win them all,
Than thus to trayne, to profite, by delight.
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