To the Right Honourable, Adam, Viscount Loftus of Ely

Aloft great Sir you seeme to sit on high,
Decked about with rich prosperity:
Accept this English, Latine Anagramme,
Made by the Muses on your lasting name.

Loud da the poore cry, you doe answer damus ;
Of many hearing da , is ignoramus
Fairely reply'd, not one poore doyt is giv'n,
Though it would send them presently to Heav'n.
Vse you aloft, aloft your proper damus ,
Sending such bounty as may make you famous.
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