Sicily and Naples, or, the Fatall Vnion A Tragoedy |
To the Authour on his Fatall Union. |
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To the Authour on his Fatall Union.
Instead of high rear'd trophies to thy praiseTh'hast rais'd up envious tongues, to blast thy bayes;
Forth' Muses, and their darling Poëts be
Conjoyn'd in one sad plot, to ruine thee:
The Muses charge thee with flat Felony,
Complaining thou hast robb'd their treasury,
And left them dowerlesse; Then the Poëts plot,
Is how to staine thee with extortions blot;
Since th'hast engross't all wit, and set a price.
So high, that he's undone who ever buyes;
So that their best endeavours, with small wares
Must be pack't up, to visit Country Faires;
Or lye neglected, till some hand assigne
Perhaps that happy chance, to cover thine:
But let them spit their gall; whilst wee admire
The mounting flames of thy Poëticke fire:
Go on to stirre their envie; since blinde fate
Doates onely on the worst, purchase her hate.
Ioh: Hall. Jur: Stud: Aul: Alb.
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