Is now from home; you lose your labours quite, And I could wish for their eternized sakes, 1 My Muse had plough'd with his, that sung A-jax.] Sir John Harington, author of the treatise called, Misacmos, or the Metamorphosis of A-jax. WHAL. THE END OF THE EPIGRAMS. THE FOREST.] From the folio, 1616. Between this and the poem which now concludes the Epigrams, Whalley foisted in several compositions under that title, which appeared long after the publication of the volume. This was injudiciously done, for as the date of the folio was well known, it tended to confound the idea of time, and to mislead the general reader. Several of the pieces given by Whalley under the head of Epigrams, closed by the author in 1616, were written by him as late as 1630. WHY I WRITE NOT OF LOVE. JOME act of Love's bound to rehearse, It is enough, they once did get II. TO PENSHURST.1 HOU art not, Penshurst, built to envious show Of touch or marble; nor canst boast a row Of polish'd pillars, or a roof of gold: Thou hast no lantern, whereof tales are told; To Penshurst.] This place is pleasantly situated near the banks |