I On Battus. PRAY thee Battus, adde unto thy store This booke of mine to make thy number more; Gender and Number. Singular sins and plurall we commit; To Sr John Suckling. If learning will beseem a courtier well, If honour waite on those who dare excell, The eager flames of thy poetique fire; For whilst the world loves wit, Aglaura shall, VOL. II. B M865355 To Mr. George Sands. Sweet-tongued Ovid, though strange tales he told, The sumptuous bravery of that rich attire; To Mr. William Habbington on his Castara, a Poem. Thy muse is chaste and thy Castara too, "Tis strange at court, and thou hadst power to woo And to obtain (what others were deny'd) The fair Castara for thy vertuous bride: Enjoy what you dare wish, and may there bee To Mr. Francis Beaumont, and Mr. John Twin-stars of poetry, whom we justly may Your works shall still be prais'd and dearer sold, To Mr. Benjamin Johnson. Had Rome but heard her worthies speak so high, As thou hast taught them in thy poesie; She would have sent her poets to obtain, (Tutour'd by thee) thy most majestique strain. To Mr. George Chapman on his Translation of Thou ghost of Homer 'twere no fault to call To William Shake-spear. Shake-speare we must be silent in thy praise, To Mr. Thomas Randolph. Thou darling of the Muses for we may The Muses did assign thee, and think't fit Man. Man's like the earth, his hair like grasse is grown, His veins the rivers are, his heart the stone. Vita via. Well may mans life be likened to a way, To Mr. Thomas May. Thou son of Mercury whose fluent tongue Thy fame is equall, better is thy fate, To Mr. George Wythers. Th' hast whipp'd our vices shrewdly and we may Th' hast made us both eternall, for our shame To Mr. Thomas Middleton. Facetious Middleton, thy witty Muse Thy fam's above his malice, and 'twill be To Mr. James Shirly on his Comedy, viz, How all our votes are for thee (Shirly) come |