Of the Neglect of Arte and Vertue. To mine ingenious, deere, and well-accomplish'd Friend, Mr. Iohn Sandford, of Magdalen-Colledge in Oxford

GOe, forlorne Vertue, into Eden goe;
and, with Leaues, hide thine outward nakednes:
Though tis their shame, not thine, that made thee so;
there make Worke for the Presse, far from the Presse.

Tell Times to come, how much these Times neglect Thee,
in Lines as far from death, as free from dread:
And, make their Ofsprings blush that doe reiect Thee;
yea, liue in shame when their Shames Cause is dead.

With open Hand to All, thy Largesse throw;
though All are too straite-handed, vnto Thee:
Make them, them selues, and thee, aright, to know;
that in thy shining Lines they, both, may see:
But, if they will be blinde, and both still wrong,
Eden still keepe, and sing a Sion Song.