All the vvorkes of Iohn Taylor the water-poet Beeing sixty and three in number. Collected into one volume by the author: vvith sundry new additions corrected, reuised, and newly imprinted, 1630.

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Title: All the vvorkes of Iohn Taylor the water-poet Beeing sixty and three in number. Collected into one volume by the author: vvith sundry new additions corrected, reuised, and newly imprinted, 1630.
Author: Taylor, John, 1580-1653.
Publication: At London :: Printed by I[ohn] B[eale, Elizabeth Allde, Bernard Alsop, and Thomas Fawcet] for Iames Boler; at the signe of the Marigold in Pauls Churchyard,; 1630.
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Epigram 41.

Mecan••s Epitaph.

HEre lies the Steward of the Poets god,
Who whilst on earth his loued life abod,
Apollo's Daughters, and the heires of Ioue,
His memorable bounty did approue:
His life, was life to Poets, and his death
Bereau'd the Muses of celestiall breath.
Had Phoebus fir'd him from the loftie skies,
That Phoenix like another might arise,

From out his odoris••rus sacred embers, Whose lou'd liues losse, poore Poetry remembers.

This line is the same backward, as it is forward, and I will giue any man fiue shillings apiece for as many as they can make in English.

Lewd did I liue, & euil did I dwel.