Book V, Epigram 57: Ad Lupum

Lupus is careful, and of me doth crave
To know what Master for his Son to have?
I give thee warning all Grammarians shun,
And Rhetoricians too: then out upon
Tullie's and
Wirgill's barren books and name,
Leave old Tutilius to enjoy his fame.
If he makes verse? expell the Poet streight,
But if he fancy Arts of richer weight,
Let him turn Fidler, or a Minstrel bee,
But if he's dull of ingenuitie?
Make him a noble publique Citty Cryer,
Or famous Architect that works by squire.