Reading sometyme, my sorrowes to beguile,
I find old Poets hylls and floods admire:
One, he doth wonder monster-breeding _Nyle_,
Another meruailes Sulphure _Aetnas_ fire.
Now broad-brymd _Indus_, then of _Pindus_ height,
_Pelion_ and _Ossa_, frosty _Caucase_ old,
The Delian _Cynthus_, then _Olympus_ weight,
Slow _Arrer_, franticke _Gallus_, _Cydnus_ cold.
Some _Ganges_, _Ister_, and of _Tagus_ tell,
Some whir-poole _Po_, and slyding _Hypasis_;
Some old _Pernassus_ where the Muses dwell,
Some _Helycon_, and some faire _Simois_:
A, fooles! thinke I, had you _Idea_ seene,
Poore Brookes and Banks had no such wonders beene.