*John Milton’s Sonnet No XIII (to Henry Lawes)
Harry whose tuneful and well measured song
First taught our English Musick how to span
Words with just note and accent, not to scan
With Midas Ears, committing short and long;
Thy worth and skill exempts thee from the throng,
With praise anough for Envy to look wan;
To after-age thou shalt be writ the man,
That with smooth aire could’st humor best our tongue.
Thou honour’st Verse, and Verse must lend her wing
To honour thee, the Priest of Phoebus Quire
That tun’st their happiest lines in Hymn, or Story.
Dante shall give Fame leave to set thee higher
Then his Casella, whom he woo’d to sing,
Met in the milder shades of Purgatory.