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A poore Knight his Pallace of priuate pleasures

Gallantly garnished, with goodly Galleries of strang inuentio[n]s and prudently polished, with sundry pleasant Posies, & other fine fancies of dainty deuices, and rare delightes. Written by a student in Ca[m]bridge. And published by I. C. Gent

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To his freend Robert Dyne.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

To his freend Robert Dyne.

Vulcanium vinculum.

No Iron chayn, nor fetter strong, no band which hand could make
As thou alleage, haue halde mee back, my promise for to breake.
Nor yet that ielous thought of thine, haue made mee slacke and slow,
No curious charms haue touched my brayn, yt make mee sloth to show
Ne is my minde changed so much: my state is not so good,
Ne haue my lippes I vow to thee, once sypt of Letho flood.
But yet beleeue mee, gentle freend, though I so long delay,
And though I breake my couenant made, my minde doth not decay.
Which oft my letters haue bewraide, which I before haue sent,
As well the cause wherof I stay, as of my whole intent.


The curious Artes of Parnas Hill, do aske a longer race,
And hee which wish for Thespias spring, must watch for time & space
And hee which once begins to goe, and fainteth with his labor,
The Muses haue declarde long since: to shew to him no fauor.
But all his paine is clene forgot, his labor all is lost,
Loe this it is, which held mee backe, from comming to the coast.
But if that God shall graunt mee leaue, this Letter is the last,
Then looke for mee, and thus adew, from Cambridge in all haste.