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Random Poem of the Day

1Hauing this day my horse, my hand, my launce
3Both by the judgement of the English eyes,
7His praise too slight, which from good vse doth rise:
8Some luckie wits impute it but to chaunce.
9Others, because of both sides I do take
10My bloud from them, who did excell in this,
11Thinke Nature me a man of armes did make.
12How farre they shot awry? the true cause is,
13Stella look't on, and from her heau'nly face

Notes

2] I obtain’d the prize: Astrophel won the tournament Back to Line
4] terminal period changed to comma Back to Line
5] advaunce: advance, praise, put forward Back to Line
6] daintier judge: a judge who is more refined, either fussy or precise Back to Line
14] sent foorth the beames: Stella’s eye beams Back to Line