The Praise of meaner Wits this Work like Profit brings, As doth the Cuckoo's Song delight, when Philomela sings. If thou hast formed right true Vertue's Face herein; Vertue her self can best discern, to whom they written bin. If thou hast Beauty prais'd, let her sole Looks Divine Judge if ought therein be amiss, and mend it by her eyne. If Chastity want ought, or Temperance her due, Behold her Princely Mind aright, and write thy Queen anew. Mean-while she shall perceive, how far her Vertues sore Above the reach of all that live, or such as wrote of yore; And thereby will excuse and favour thy Good-will, Whose Vertue cannot be exprest, but by an Angel's Quill. Of me no Lines are lov'd, nor Letters are of Price, Of all which speak our English Tongue, but those of thy Device. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OWEN SEAMAN; ESTABLISHES ENTENE CORDIALE IN MANNER GUY WETMORE CARRYL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE RESURRECTION by JONATHAN HENDERSON BROOKS THE SAILOR TO HIS PARROT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES POEM FOR PICTURE: TO AN OIL PAINTING BY WINSLOW HOMER (DRIFTWOOD) by FRANK ANKENBRAND JR. PSALM 32. BEATI QUORUM REMISSA SUNT by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE SONG OF SOLOMON: AWAKE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |