Since Ovid died

Another.

Since Ouid (loues first gentle Maister) dyed
She hath a most notorious trueant beene,
And hath not once in thrice fiue ages seene
That same sweete Muse that was his first sweet guide;
But since Apollo who was gratified
Once with a kisse, hunting on Cynthus greene,
By loues fayre Mother tender Beauties Queene,
This fauor vnto her hath not enuied,
That into whome she will, she may infuse
For the instruction of her tender sonne,
The gentle Ouids easie supple Muse,
Which vnto thee (sweet Chapman ) she hath doone:
Shee makes (in thee) the spirit of Ouid moue,
And calles thee second Maister of her loue.
Futurum inuisibile .
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