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25. To Queen Anne upone New-year's-day 1604
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25. To Queen Anne upone New-year's-day 1604

Madam,

Who knoues your greatnes cannot but with fear
Draw near your Alters to maike offerings there,
But whoso knows your goodness may make bold,
And with a mytte, as with a myne of gold,
Alse confidently sacrifise to yow.
And this is it that most plead pardon now,
Both for the poornes of my giftis and lines.
Princes ar gods, gods laughs to see their shrynes
Adorned with any gift but of that kynd
That Irus may as weel as Cresus find.
They know how worldlings personat their pairts
And maske with gold presents with leaden hearts.
They know how gifts at court are but a train
To steall from great ons tuice alse good againe.
Now I have no such end, my poor oblation,
At this auspicious time of salutation,
Had it a tongue, this only wold it say:
Heavens heape upon yow many a New-year's-day.