A New Spring of Divine Poetrie I. Day [i.e. James Day] |
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TO HIS ESTEEMED LOVING FRIEND JAMES DAY, in Commendation of his Booke.
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TO HIS ESTEEMED LOVING FRIEND JAMES DAY, in Commendation of his Booke.
Thy shining workes (O Day) doe seeme so bright,Surely Thou'lt have an everlasting light;
If these thy radient beames breake forth so soone,
How glorious will thy splendor be at noone:
Tis but thy morning, yet thy Sunne displayes
His beauty, and sends downe his golden rayes,
Well (Day) Ile tell thee this; though envy spight
And Critickes snarle, thou'lt never have a night.
T. I.
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