Against MOMVS. That his Poetrie shall be no fictions, but meere truths

SCant wrate I sixteene lines, but I had newes,
Momus had found one fault, past all excuse,
That of Epistle I the name abuse.
No, gentle Momus, that is none abuse,
Without I call that Gospel that ensues.
But read to carpe, as still hath been thine vse:
Fret out thine heart to search, seeke, sift and pry,
Thy heart shall hardly giue my pen the ly.