The Crowne of All Homers Workes/To the Cittie Erythræa

by Homer

 

To the Cittie Erythræa.

orshipfull Earth; giuer of all things good?
Giuer of, euen Felicitie; whose flood
$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$The Minde all-ouer steepes, in honey Dewe.
That, to some Men, dost infinite kindenesse shew;
To others that despise thee, art a Shrew.
And giu'st them Gamesters galls; who, once, their Maine
Lost with an ill cāhce; fare like Abiects slaine.