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AN EPIGRAM OF INIGO JONES, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Sir inigo doth fear it, as I hear
Last Line: Thy forehead is too narrow for my brand.
Alternate Author Name(s): Martial
Variant Title(s): To A Friend, An Epigram Of Him
Subject(s): Jones, Inigo (1573-1652)


Sir Inigo doth fear it as I hear
(And labours to seem worthy of that fear)
That I should write upon him some sharp verse,
Able to eat into his bones and pierce
The marrow! Wretch, I'quit thee of thy pain.
Th'art too ambitious: and dost fear in vain!
The Lybian lion hunts no butterflies,
He makes the camel and dull ass his prize.
If thou be so desirous to be read,
Seek out some hungry painter, that for bread,
With rotten chalk, or coal upon a wall,
Will well design thee, to be viewed of all
That sit upon the common draught: or Strand!
Thy forehead is too narrow for my brand.





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