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Pleasant dialogues and dramma's

selected out of Lucian, Erasmus, Textor, Ovid, &c. ... By Tho. Heywood

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A comparison betwixt Poets and Monkes.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  


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A comparison betwixt Poets and Monkes.

10. Accipe Francisco cur componamus Homerum,
Et Monachos, credo vatibus esse pares, &c.

Receive, why the Franciscan I compare
To Homer: and thinke Monkes and Poets are
Both like. Francis (we read of old) was blind,
And so was Homer, as we written find;
He of his eyes, the other in his mind.
A begger Francis was, Homer was poore,
And both sung Hymnes at every rich mans dore.
The vast world both their rapsodies admires,
From the one's Poets, from the others Friers.
Poets at first in remote woods did dwell,
The Monkes at first chus'd out the Cave and Cell.
The Woods forsooke, the Monkes themselves betake
Vnto the Townes, and Poets then forsake
The Groves to live in Cities: Night and day
The Poet sings, and so the Monke doth bray,
And in their musick both alike delight.
The Muse the wanton Poet doth accite,
To have his Cinthia, and the shaven Frier
Not one alone, but many doth desire.
With water if the Poet chance to meet
In stead of Wine, his verse comes off unsweet.
And if unto the Monke you water bring
When he would drinke, he will but sadly sing.
The Poet when his Harpe's about him tyde,
His pleasant notes most sweetly will divide:
And so the Monke too will sound nothing dull,
When as the Flagon at his girdle's full.
Th' one in an Atheists fury doth exclaime,
Th' other an Enthean rapture doth inflame,
And still the Thyrsian favor he doth weare,
As th' other crosses doth about him beare.
The victor Poets Mirtles and Bayes renowne,
And the Monkes honour is his shaven crowne.