TO JOHN DONNE.
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ho shall doubt, _Donne_, where I a _Poet_ bee,When I dare send my _Epigrammes_ to thee?That so alone canst judge, so'alone do'st make:And, in thy censures, evenly, dost takeAs free simplicity, to dis-avow,As thou hast best authority, t'allow.Read all I send: and, if I finde but oneMark'd by thy hand, and with the better stone,My title's seal'd. Those that for claps doe write,Let punees, porters, players praise delight,And, till they burst, their backs, like asses load:A man should seek great glory, and not broad.
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