|
|
To M. Henry Lawes, The Excellent Composer Of His Lyrics.
By Robert Herrick
Touch but thy lyre, my Harry, and I hear
From thee some raptures of the rare Gotiere;
Then if thy voice commingle with the string,
I hear in thee rare Laniere to sing;
Or curious Wilson: tell me, canst thou be
Less than Apollo, that usurp'st such three?
Three, unto whom the whole world give applause;
Yet their three praises praise but one; that's Lawes.
Extra Info:
Gotiere, Wilson, see above, 111.
Laniere, Nicholas Laniere (1590?-1670?), musician and painter, appointed Master of the King's Music in 1626.
|
|
Printable Page
Add Your Thoughts on this poem.
This page viewed 248 times.
|
|
