Amorea, The Lost Lover Or The Idea of Love and Misfortune. Being Poems, Sonets, Songs, Odes, Pastoral, Elegies, Lyrick Poems, and Epigrams. Never before printed. Written by Pathericke Jenkin |
To his Dear and ever honoured freind Mr. P. J. on his Poems.
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Amorea, The Lost Lover | ||
To his Dear and ever honoured freind Mr. P. J. on his Poems.
I shall not flatter. I'me no Parasite,I'le not deminish, nor yet add a mite
Vnto thy prayse; for what need Gold to be
New gilded or'e that's vain curiosity,
If wit be judge then thou art sure of prayse,
And Dunces must not read such lines as these,
For if they should, they'l finde an Epigram
Will tell them to their face, thou art the man:
I could speak much in prayse, but to what end
When all that Read thee do it, no dear friend,
Ile wish thee happiness, but this i'le prove,
Thy book will make the Dullest Soul to love.
G. M.
Amorea, The Lost Lover | ||