POEMS AND TRANSLATIONS; WITH THE SOPHY, A TRAGEDY Written by the Honourable The FIFTH EDITION. LONDON: Printed for Jacob Tonfon, within Grays-Inn TO THE KING. SIR, A Fter the Delivery of your Royal Father's Perfon into the Hands of the Army, I undertaking to the Queen-Mother that I would find fome means to get Accefs to him, fhe was pleafed to fend me, and by the help of Hugh Peters I got my Admittance, and coming well inftructed from the Queen (his Majefty having been long kept in the Dark) he was pleased to difcourfe very freely with me of the whole State of his Affairs: But, Sir, I will not launch into a History, instead of an Epistle. One Morning waiting on him at Caufham, fmiling upon me, he faid he could tell me fome News of my felf, which was, that he had feen fome Verses of mine the Eyening before (being thofe to Sir R. Fanshaw) A 3 and |