With a Picture Sent to a Friend

I Paint so ill, my peece had need to bee
Painted againe by some good Poesie.
I write so ill, my slender Line is scarce
So much as th' Picture of a well-lim'd verse.
Yet may the love I send be true, though I
Send nor true Picture, nor true Poesie:
Both which away, I should not need to feare,
My Love, or Feign'd or painted should appeare.
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