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Comedies, Tragi-comedies, With other Poems

by Mr William Cartwright ... The Ayres and Songs set by Mr Henry Lawes

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On Mr Cartvvright's Poems.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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On Mr Cartvvright's Poems.

They that make choice of Prose, and think what's writ
In Verse is cheap, and easie kind of Wit,
May blush and mend: here's higher Sense and Words
Than all their low-born History affords:
Such as at once may please and teach the Reader,
Pindar and Aristotle bound together:
A Wit that scorn'd to fill up Sense with Rime,
Or to translate old Ends to modern Time;
Cartvvright ne'r skulk'd in a worn Common-place,
But in plain Field at sharp Wit shew'd his face;
Nor on one line did a whole Twelve-month stand,
Like the French Saint, his head was in his Hand,
Ready, and clear, what He would write he knew,
And made his Readers understand it too:
He never tumbled out wild raunting things,
As they who would seem lofty (without wings)
Fine Pipkin-Giants, who can stalk about
Sometimes with Sense, and oftener without;
Who when they come to years, blush and give o'r,
Condemning all themselves had writ before;
No, his learn'd Phansie still was full of Light,
First study'd how, and then began to write;
Not a false Line, nothing without the Rule,
Nor the grave Dull-man, nor the giddy Fool,
But full and proper, all as best befits;
The worst of daies enjoyes the best of Witts.
T. P. Baronet.