The Scourge of Folly Consisting of satyricall Epigrams, And others in honour of many noble Persons and worthy friends, together, with a pleasant (though discordant) Descant upon most English Proverbs and others [by John Davies] |
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To the royall, ingenious, and all-learned knight, Sr. Francis Bacon.
Thy Bounty, and the Beauty of thy Witt(Comprisd in Lifts of Law, and learned Arts,
Each making thee for great Imployment fitt
Which now thou hast, (though short of thy deserts)
Compells my Pen to let fall shining Inke
All to bedew the Bates that deck thy Front;
And to thy health in Helicon to drinke
As, to her Bellamour, the Muse is wont:
For, thou dost her embozom; and, dost vse
Her company for sport twixt graue affaires:
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And for that all thy Notes are sweetest Aires;
My Muse thus notes thy worth in eu'ry Line,
With yncke which thus she sugers; so, to shine:
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