TO THE AVTHOR, vpon his Musicall Muse.
Ovr
Times so curious, and our wits as nice,
And all as changing as the Fashion is;
No Art for any certaine Truth hath price;
All by Opinion goe: and therefore this
Which th' Angell (propper to thy Musicks skill)
Hath here expos'd to Fashion, Time, and Wit,
Looke not t'haue simply crown'd for Good, or Ill,
But as thy humorous Censor shall thinke fit.
Fortune in these Things rules; (That all know blinde)
As blinde are they that censure out of Humor;
But if some few iudiciall in this Kinde,
Shall grace thy Muse; force not the idle Rumor:
For thy knowne worth, in Their iust approbation,
Shall wage with Wit, with Humor, Time, and Fashion.
Christopher Brooke.
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