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The Author to his worke, and in relation to the former lines.
Sonnet.
IHave created, made, and christned thee,
Thou hast thy being, all thou art, of mee:
I best know what's inclos'd in thy contents,
And to beholders, what thou represents,
Yet is the least part of the praise but due
To me, the honour wholy doth accrue
Vnto the substance whereof thou art made,
So purely fine, because had I not had
Such quintessences, rarify'd, and fine,
For to compose rhee of, no skill was mine,
To make thee so, in lustre, pure, and rare,
So absolute, so curious, singular:
Then as mine own I freely speak to thee,
But thy perfections challenge more of mee.
VV. M.