Classic Poem

To my beloued friend Mr. Iohn Gough. Register to the Byshop of London

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W OULD'ST thou deny thy country, yet thy name
Would tell from whence thy predecessors came:
Besides thy nature would reueale thy race,
For thou art bold, kinde, free in heart and face,
As are true Troians come of Brutus' line;
Now dare I not confesse that race is mine,
Sith it I praisèd so: But (worthy Iohn)
Take thou the praise I gaue; let me alone
 Vntill we meete in Herford, where we shall
 Haue all to take our part in praise and all.