To my worthily-disposed friend Mr. Sam. Daniell.

I HEARE thy Muse in Court doth trauell now;
 Arte speede her feete and Grace (there) speede her plow:
If they come short, then gaine by other drifts,
The more thou getst, the more its like thy gnifts.
 If yet too short; (to ad another size)
 Get one Footes length, thou by thy feete shalt rise
 With Pegasus from Pernasse to the skyes.