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Ode to Sir William Sidney, on His Birthday

  

XIV. — ODE TO SIR WILLIAM SIDNEY, ON HIS BIRTH-DAY. 

                       Some sing,     And all do strive to advance The gladness higher;                Wherefore should I                 Stand silent by,                     Who not the least,    That I may tell to SIDNEY what                        This day                        Doth say,     And he may think on that Which I do tell;                When all the noise                 Of these forced joys,                     Are fled and gone,

    Are justly summ'd, that make you man;                       Your vow                        Must now     Strive all right ways it can, T' outstrip your peers :                Since he doth lack                 Of going back                     Little,  whose will

    Of nobles' virtue, shew in you ;                       Your blood                        So good     And great, must seek for new, And study more :                Not weary, rest                 On what's deceas't.                     For they, that swell

    Whose nephew, whose grandchild you are ;                       And men                        Will then     Say you have follow'd far, When well begun :                Which must be now,                 They teach you how,                     And he that stays

    If with this truth you be inspired ;                       So may                        This day     Be more, and long desired ;And with the flame                 Of love be bright,                 As with the light                     Of bonfires !  then

    And some do drink, and some do dance,                        Some ring,                        Some sing,     And all do strive to advance The gladness higher;                Wherefore should I                 Stand silent by,                     Who not the least,






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