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To my worthy Friend Mr. Iohn Tatham, on his Excellent Tragedy, The Distracted State.
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To my worthy Friend Mr. Iohn Tatham, on his Excellent Tragedy, The Distracted State.
Good Wine does need no bush, nor does thy witWant our supporting, this thy Play is writ
With so much judgement, and so firm a hand,
It shall against the stormes of Envy stand
A Monument to thy fame: for if we may
Conclude Language and Plot do make a Play,
Here they are met, each Scene and Act so well
Follow'd, that one the other doth excell;
And their contention does so neatly end,
As though thou didst a second Rape intend
Vpon our sense, drawing our greedy eyes
To read, till they themselves do Sacrifice.
For he that loves to Feast on a good line,
Will never think he has enough of thine.
R. D.
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