The first rape of faire Hellen Done into Poeme, by I. T. [i.e. John Trussel] |
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[Amongst the Laūreats of these latter dayes] |
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[Amongst the Laūreats of these latter dayes]
Amongst
the Laūreats of these latter dayes,
and moderne Poetes of succeeded time:
Whose well deseruing workes haue won them praise,
why doest not thou aduenture for to clime.
Which well deseru'st if I deserts may deeme,
As much as some that are of more esteeme.
and moderne Poetes of succeeded time:
Whose well deseruing workes haue won them praise,
why doest not thou aduenture for to clime.
Which well deseru'st if I deserts may deeme,
As much as some that are of more esteeme.
Nay should I speake as simplie I suppose,
thou merits more then manie of more yeares:
For though thy workes, thy yet weake age disclose,
yet in that weaknes there such worth appeares,
That if thy subiet equalde but thy stile,
All men would it commend, but none reuile.
thou merits more then manie of more yeares:
For though thy workes, thy yet weake age disclose,
yet in that weaknes there such worth appeares,
That if thy subiet equalde but thy stile,
All men would it commend, but none reuile.
Yet though thy Subiect be indeed a toy,
such as the grauest wittes regarde not much:
Yet fits it with thy yeares, because a boy,
youth-pleasing matters onely for to touch.
But thy sweet stile as farre exceeds thy subiet,
As beautie doth excell her basest obiect.
such as the grauest wittes regarde not much:
Yet fits it with thy yeares, because a boy,
youth-pleasing matters onely for to touch.
But thy sweet stile as farre exceeds thy subiet,
As beautie doth excell her basest obiect.
Yet let not ones defect hide th'others glorie,
but let ones worth enable th'others want:
So shall each eie that haps to view thy storie,
commend thy method, though thy matter skant,
And with due praise applaud thy infant wit,
Whose workes surpasse what some more olde haue writ.
but let ones worth enable th'others want:
So shall each eie that haps to view thy storie,
commend thy method, though thy matter skant,
And with due praise applaud thy infant wit,
Whose workes surpasse what some more olde haue writ.
T. T.
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