|
To
the true patronesse of all Poetrie,
C A L I O P E.
 |
T is a statute
in deepe wisdomes lore,
That for his lines none
should a patro chuse
By wealth or pouerty, by
lesse or more,
But who the same is able
to peruse; |
Nor ought a man his labours dedicate,
Without a true and sensible desert,
To any power of such a mighty
state,
And such a wise Defendresse as
thou art.
Thou great and powerfull Muse,
then pardon mee,
That I presume thy Mayden-cheeke
to stayne,
In dedicating such a worke to
thee,
Sprung from the issue of an idle
brayne.
I
vse thee as a woman ought to bee:
I
consecrate my idle howres to thee.
A 2 In
|
