To the Honoured, Master Endimion Porter
When to thy Porch I come, and (ravisht) see
The State of Poets there attending Thee:
Those Bardes, and I, all in a Chorus sing,
We are Thy Prophets Porter; Thou our King.
The State of Poets there attending Thee:
Those Bardes, and I, all in a Chorus sing,
We are Thy Prophets Porter; Thou our King.
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