Tixall Poetry.
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To
Mr Kitely,
on the Same Voyage.
I like your Easterne voyage, where youle see
The land whence all derive ther pedegree;
Whether they draw from Adams paradice,
Or from Noas ark ther genealogy es:
For since we that our country call, and home,
Nott where we use to dwell, but whence wee come,
Who ist dare feare to travell where he knowes
Hee's neerer home the farther still he goes.
But you, whose vertue studyes equally
Morall and phisicall philosophy,
And counts mans risings even with his falls,
Must know your ends as well as principalis.
The land whence all derive ther pedegree;
Whether they draw from Adams paradice,
Or from Noas ark ther genealogy es:
For since we that our country call, and home,
Nott where we use to dwell, but whence wee come,
Who ist dare feare to travell where he knowes
Hee's neerer home the farther still he goes.
But you, whose vertue studyes equally
Morall and phisicall philosophy,
And counts mans risings even with his falls,
Must know your ends as well as principalis.
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