Nympha libethris, or, The Cotswold muse presenting some extempore verses to the imitation of yong [sic] scholars : in four parts.
Barksdale, Clement, 1609-1687.
XXXVIII. To Mr. Edmund Bower.
SO many Friends nam'd, yet not til this hower
One verse bestow'd upon my honourd Boner?
Sir, I am glad, you again feed the Oxe,
And ventur'd not upon the Irish rocks:
No Ground for y•u (though the beyond-sea sun
Shine clear) can be so fit as Alverton.
Long live there! you'r a Man the Scriptures bless,
A faithfull Truste• for the Fatherless.
