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IN LAVDEM OPERIS ET AV∣thoris, Amici mei Augustini Taylor.
SAint Augustine, thou here dost immitate, Mouing our minds on God to meditate; (Taylor) a Taylor diuine, for th'ast wrought Thy worke so faultlesse, that there is not ought Correction worthy: Not a critticke tongue, Dares belch a word against thy Hymen song, Sung as by Christ, muiting to his feast And Nuptials him, who lists to be his guest. (Reader) our Taylors full reward is this, That to thy soule, his labours adde a blisse; And with a wedding garment faire to cloath thee, That th'Bridegroome say nor, friend begon I loath thee: He seemeth here as'twere to take a measure, Of Heauens high incomprehended pleasure: The worlds obstickles he, here presseth downe, And cankred sinne cuts off; wherefore let none That reads, but cloath his mind, that th'Author know, His workes do make vs more and more to know, Incouraging his free and painefull quill, To pen our more and further profit still; And worthy Author, let this be a meane, That in another haruest we may gleane, This being so lik'd, prays'd, allow'd, grac'd, lou'd, Accepted, honour'd, thank'd, read, and approu'd.IOANNES RVSSELL.