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To the Author on his Excellent Romantick Piece.

The Priviledge that pens doe find
'Mongst men, comes short unto the mind,
For mentall Cabinets doe yeild
No jot unto the Criticks shield:
If thoughts might crown deserts, I dare
Give to my Pen the largest share.
But when our Vultures 'gin to gnaw,
I'le cease for feare, and say tis Law;
Its better faile of debt, then be
Honest, in tearms, of flattery;
I hate the thought, I'le freely give
My Verdict, which perhaps may live
'Gainst Calumnie. If Learning may
With Wit, win Fame, thou hast the day.
Crown'd be thy brows with lasting Bayes,
Who giv'st a Form to future dayes:
If witness may be lawfull, then
I'le sweare 't shall fear no Vote of men;
But to thy ever-shining Glory,
The times to come shall hug thy Story.
J. Bourne.