To the wittily-pleasant S.I.H.

I N Martialls time a pleasant poet liu'd
Height Canius, whose spirit doth haunt me still;
If merry Martiall be from death reprin'd
By thy mad Muse, Canius repriue I will:
 If thou be Martiall and I Canius be,
 Then all the world will laugh at thee and mee.