THIS Muses story, that a Princes cares Did once vouchsafe to grace, and such a one As in his tyme, and at his youthfull yeares, In greatnes match'd with goodnes was alone, You may coniecture, then in so much grace Had little thought to seeke a second place. Nor comes (Renowned Lady) to you now, Though out of service has so long remain'd, As one discarded: but to shew you how And by whom then she first was entertain'd. And loth vn-own'd now to and fro to waue, That lost a master, would a Mistres haue. For not to flatter (which no Muses can Or if mine could, she durst not him, nor you) In that he was a Prince, he was a Man And therein his inferiour like vnto, And so [a] lesse then he, in noble heart May be like him: for that's a Princely part. But (Noble Lady) though Vrania soung This story then to him, that could infuse No pride in Prince so vertuous (though so young), Nor could his grace, such vice jn such a Muse: And in your selfe of pride no danger seeing, I am the likelyest to be proud in being Madam Your Ladyships very humble Servant WILLIAM BASSE. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LA CONDUCTORA DEL DESEO/CONDUIT by VIRGIL SUAREZ TOMMY'S DEAD by SYDNEY THOMPSON DOBELL DRIVING HOME THE COWS by KATE PUTNAM OSGOOD SONNET: 107 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: CHRIST'S REPLY by EDWARD TAYLOR |