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Of Mr. William Shakespeare.
WHat, lofty Shakespeare, art againe reviv'd?
And Virbius like now show'st thy selfe twise liv'd,
Tis love that thus to thee is showne,
The labours his, the glory sti'l thine owne.
These learned Poems amongst thine after-birth,
That makes thy name immortall on the earth,
Will make the learned still admire to see,
The Muses gifts so fully infus'd on thee.
Let Carping Momus barke and bite his fill,
And ignorant Davus slight thy learned skill:
Yet those who know the worth of thy desert,
And with true judgement can discerne thy Art,
Will be admirers of thy high tun'd straine,
Amongst whose number let me still remaine.
John Warren.