Attributed Poem; To His Most Affectionste Friend, W. Lithgow
TO HIS MOST AFFECTIONATE FRIEND, W. LITHGOW .
No Arabs, Turkes, Moores, Sarazens, nor strangers,
Woods, wildernesse, and darke, vmbrag'ous caues,
No serpents, beasts, nor cruell, fatall dangers,
Nor sad regrates of ghostly growing graues,
Could thee affright, disswade, disturbe, annoy,
To venture life to winne a world of ioy.
This worke, which pompe-expecting eyes may feed,
To vs, and thee, shall perfect pleasure breed.
No Arabs, Turkes, Moores, Sarazens, nor strangers,
Woods, wildernesse, and darke, vmbrag'ous caues,
No serpents, beasts, nor cruell, fatall dangers,
Nor sad regrates of ghostly growing graues,
Could thee affright, disswade, disturbe, annoy,
To venture life to winne a world of ioy.
This worke, which pompe-expecting eyes may feed,
To vs, and thee, shall perfect pleasure breed.
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