A vvife, not ready made, but bespoken by Dicus the Batchelor, and made up for him by his fellow Shepheard Tityrus. In four Pastorall Eglogues. The second Edition: Wherein are some things added but nothing amended [by Robert Aylett] |
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TO My Honoured Good Friend Sr Robert Stapleton. |
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TO My Honoured Good Friend Sr Robert Stapleton.
Thou that enjoyst the happiest lifeThat ever mortall lead with Wife,
Who so in goodness doth transcēd,
She neither needs nor can amend:
Were I as thou, sure I should feare
That I my Heaven on Earth had here,
And that which is a sadding story,
Must bide as long in Purgatory:
To thee, this Wife will needs addresse
To mediate her a Patronesse,
For well she knows thou dost excell
In knowing more, than she can tell,
And that of Females thou art Master,
And wilt trust none to be thy taster.
Of thy great Learning none makes doubt,
Thou them within knowst as without,
The greatest Schollers ever deign
The Sonets of a Sheephards Swain.
R. A.
| A vvife, not ready made, but bespoken | |