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Vpon the Honored Poems of his Vnknowne Friend, Sir Iohn Beaumont, Baronet.
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Vpon the Honored Poems of his Vnknowne Friend, Sir Iohn Beaumont, Baronet.
I knew thee not, I speake it to my shame:But by that cleare, and equall Voyce of Fame,
VVhich (with the Sunnes bright course) did ioyntly beare
Thy glorious Name, about each Hemisphere.
VVhiles I who had confin'd my selfe to dwell
VVithin the straite bounds of an obscure Cell,
Tooke in those pleasing beames of VVit and VVorth,
VVhich, where the Sunne could neuer shine, breake forth:
Wherewith I did refresh my weaker sight,
VVhen others bath'd themselues in thy full light.
But when the dismall rumour was once spred,
That struck all knowing soules, of Beaumont dead:
Aboue thy best Friends 'twas my benefit,
To know thee onely by thy liuing VVit;
And whereas others might their losse deplore,
Thou liu'st to me iust as thou didst before.
In all that we can value Great or Good,
VVhich were not in these cloathes of flesh and blood,
Thou now hast laid aside, but in that mind,
That onely by itselfe could be confin'd,
Thou liu'st to me, and shalt for euer raine,
In both the issues of thy Blood and Braine.
Ia. Cl.
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