The optic-glass of humours to descry
Each man's rank humour only by the eye,
I would have tun'd my muse, that every page
30Might swell with humours suiting to this age;
This leaf should talk of love and that of state,
This of alarums, that of wonders prate,
This of knights errant, of enchantment that,
This to the itching ears of novels chat.
But ... since my starv'd Fortunes missed that, I have drawn
A picture shadowed o'er with double lawn,