To the right noble Lord and most valiaunt Captaine, Sir Iohn To the right noble and valorous knight, Sir Walter Raleigh To the right honourable and most vertuous Lady, the Countesse He rugged forhead that with graue foresight And magnifying louers deare debate; Then with vaine poemes weeds to haue their fancies fed. Such ones ill iudge of loue, that cannot loue, Ne in their frosen hearts feele kindly flame: For fault of few that haue abusd the same. For it of honor and all vertue is The roote, and brings forth glorious flowres of fame, The meed of them that loue, and do not liue amisse. i 2 Wields 1609 il |