How can my Muse want subject to invent,
While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse
Thine own sweet argument, too excellent
For every vulgar paper to rehearse ?
O, give thyself the thanks, if aught in me
Worthy persual stand against thy sight ;
For who's so dumb that cannot write to thee,
Thine own sweet argument, too excellent
For every vulgar paper to rehearse ?
O, give thyself the thanks, if aught in me
Worthy persual stand against thy sight ;
For who's so dumb that cannot write to thee,
When thou thyself dost give invention light ?
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