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 my al-to-beloued friend, Thomas Butler Esquire.
I cannot leaue thee out, sith I am inThe lists of thine Affection: nor, can I
So put thee out with Coulors masculine,
But Truth may say I do the life bely.
To me, so faire's the face of thy desart,
That if my Lines should reach but to thy right,
I should bee thought to flatter by mine Arte;
And shadowes would but wrong what is so bright.
Then, in a line, thee to deliniate,
Thou arte the Antitype of what I hate.
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