Shepheard's Calender: Twelve Aeglogues Proportional to the Twelve Monethes

TO HIS BOOK.Go, little Book! thyself present,As child whose parent is unkent,To him that is the PresidentOf Nobleness and Chivalry:And if that Envy bark at thee,As sure it will, for succour fleeUnder the shadow of his wing.And, asked who thee forth did bring,A shepheard''s swain, say, did thee sing,All as his straying flock he fed:And, when his Honour has thee read,Crave pardon for thy hardyhed.Bu...