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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To my de••re respected friend, Maister Beniamin Iehuson.

THou canst not •••••• for though the str•••••• of death
Depri•••••• the World of thyworst ••••••thly part:
Yet when the corps hath banished thy breath,
Thy liuing Muse shall still de••lare thy Art.
The fatall Sisters and the bless a Graces,
Were all thy friends at thy Natiuitie:
And in thy mind the Muses tooke their places,
A••oring thee With care capa••itie.
And all the Worthies of this worthy Land,
Admires thy w••ndr••u•• all admired worth,
Then how should I that cannot vnderstand
Thy worth, thy worthy •••••• sse set forth?
Yet beare the bold ••ff•• of the houest Sculler,
Whose worthlesse praise can fill thy praise no fuller.

I.T.