Poems, by J.D. VVith elegies on the authors death
Donne, John, 1572-1631.
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SIR,

I Presume you rather try what you can doe in me, then what I can doe in verse, you know my uttermost when it was best, and even then I did best when I had least truth for my subjects, In this present case there is so much truth as it de∣feats all Poetry. Call therefore this paper by what name you will, and, if it bee not worthy of you nor of him, we will smo∣ther it, and be it your sacrifice. If you had commanded mee to have waited on his body to Scotland and preached there, I would have embraced your obligation with much alacrity; But, I thanke you that you would command me that which I was loather to doe, for, even that hath given a tincture of merit to the obedience of

Your poore friend and servant in Christ Jesus I. D.