To Mr. Bartholomew Cotton

And here too growes a Tree, that may in time
Beare golden Apples, in a colder clime
Then is Hesperia in; for so presage
Thy blossoms ( Cotton ) and thy spring of age.
Then let kind fortune give thy worth full sayles,
Till Honour greete thee with as many hayles,
As ere Sejanus had: and let thy name
Become th'example of well gotten fame.
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