English poem
To His Honoured Friend, Sir Thomas Heale.
Stand by the magic of my powerful rhymes 'Gainst all the indignation of the times. Age shall not wrong thee; or one jot abate Of thy both great and everlasting fate. While others perish, here's thy life decreed, Because begot of my immortal seed.
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- To His Girls, Who Would Have Him Sportful.
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- To His Honoured Kinsman, Sir Richard Stone.
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