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TO
MY FRIEND
Will. Davenant; upon
his Poem of Madagascar.
MY FRIEND
Will. Davenant; upon
his Poem of Madagascar.
What mighty Princes Poets are? those things
The great ones stick at, and our very Kings
Lay downe, they venter on; and with great ease,
Discover, conquer, what, and where they please.
Some Flegmatick Sea-Captaine, would have staid
For money now, or Victualls; not have waid
Anchor without'em; Thou (will) do'st not stay
So much as for a Wind, but go'st away,
Land'st, View'st the Country; fight'st, put'st all to rout,
Before another cou'd be putting out!
The great ones stick at, and our very Kings
Lay downe, they venter on; and with great ease,
Discover, conquer, what, and where they please.
Some Flegmatick Sea-Captaine, would have staid
For money now, or Victualls; not have waid
Anchor without'em; Thou (will) do'st not stay
So much as for a Wind, but go'st away,
Land'st, View'st the Country; fight'st, put'st all to rout,
Before another cou'd be putting out!
And
