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In aduentum clariss. viri Thomæ Hennagii Epigramma.

If that my penne could paynt my mynde
or wyt bewray my wyll:
Then shold your worship know my thoughts
that lurke for lacke of skyll.
I would excuse my rashe attempt,
the noblesse of your name,
I would sette foorthe in wordes of weyght,
and fynely fyled frame:
But eloquence she me denyes,
she dothe my hande repell:
And makes me shrynke to shewe myne arte,
to hym where arte dothe dwell.
Then blame your selfe, because I doo
indyte my mynde in fewe:
We simple Poetes, dare not byde,
Your heedfull learned vewe.


I iustly may mystrust my selfe,
that haue a gyltie mynde:
And moste mystruste, when he is iudgde,
that can the guylt unwynde.
I felte a sharpe and harde conflicte,
in writynge of this rime:
Good wyll prickte on, rudenesse reclamde,
great strugglyng for a tyme.
But, eche thynge hath at last his ende,
aduaunst hym good wyll tho,
And shame exilde, he badde me wryte,
the victor vrgde me so.
That streyght, my base vnspiced style,
was subiecte to your syghte,
Whiche ought not once to touche your steppes,
vnworthy there to lyghte.
But geue hym leaue, by gyfte of verse,
his meanynge to escrie:
Whose handes, to present prouder price,
his power dothe denye.
And geue me leaue in fyne to saye,
thryse welcome to this place
Welcome, for shape, welcome for skyll,
welcome for ancient race.