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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- 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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"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." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A13415.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 23, 2025.
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Page 326
And euery line, word, Syllable and letter,
Were (by his reading) graced and made better;
And howsoeuer they were good, or ill,
His bourty shew'd, he did accept them still;
He was so good and gracious vate me,
That •• the vilest wretch on earth should be,
If, for his sake, I had not writ this Verse,
My last poore dutie, to his Royall Hearse.
Two causes made me this sad Poems wrue,
The first my humble dutie did inurte
The last, to shunne that vice which doth include
All other vices, foule Ingratitude.