Englands Parnassus: or the choysest flowers of our moderne poets, with their poeticall comparisons Descriptions of bewties, personages, castles, pallaces, mountaines, groues, seas, springs, riuers, &c. Whereunto are annexed other various discourses, both pleasaunt and profitable.

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Englands Parnassus: or the choysest flowers of our moderne poets, with their poeticall comparisons Descriptions of bewties, personages, castles, pallaces, mountaines, groues, seas, springs, riuers, &c. Whereunto are annexed other various discourses, both pleasaunt and profitable.
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Albott, Robert, fl. 1600.
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Imprinted at London :: For N. L[ing,] C. B[urby] and T. H[ayes],
1600.
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English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700.
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Plentie.

— Such is th'ffect of two much store, It makes them loathe that which they lou'd before. Ch. Middleton.
The stately Eagle on his pitch doth stand And from the maine the fearefull foule doth suit, Yet scornes to touch them lying on the land, When he hath felt the sweete of his delight, But leaues the same a pray to euery Kite, With much we surfet, Plentie makes vs poore,

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The wretched Indian scornes the golden Oare. M. Drayton.
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