To the high-Sheriff of S

Sir,
You have giv'n us Poets entertainment,
Good chear and wine; we give you Poets payment,
Good words and rythme; but you out-do us here,
You match our Rythme; but we can't match your chear.
And here's the reason, which our Muses grieves,
Sheriffs are made Poets, but nere Poets Sheriffs.
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