To the Right Honourable, James, Earle of Murrey, Lord of Downe, and St. Columbfynch

I vi the luster which you forth are sending,
And that you are a star it is portending;
Many stars rather seeme to be in you,
Entred aloft to every ones faire view.
Stars placed are within the firmament,

So those who noble gifts have to them lent,
Triumphantly aloft are set as they;
Vertue hath made true radiant beames display:
And the resplendent stars , which in you shine,
Require each one to vy't to true divine.
This is true honour and 'tis truly thine.
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