The letting of hvmovrs blood in the head-vaine With a new Moriffco, daunced by seauen Satyres, vpon the bottome of Diogines Tubbe [by Samuel Reynolds] |
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[When Thraso meets his friend, he sweares by God]
When Thraso meets his friend, he sweares by God,
Vnto his Chamber he shall welcome be:
Not that hee'le cloy him there with rost or sod,
Such vulgar diet with Cookes shops agree:
But hee'le present most kinde, exceeding franke,
The best Tabacco, that he euer dranke.
Vnto his Chamber he shall welcome be:
Not that hee'le cloy him there with rost or sod,
Such vulgar diet with Cookes shops agree:
But hee'le present most kinde, exceeding franke,
The best Tabacco, that he euer dranke.
Such as himselfe did make a voyage for,
And with his owne hands gatherd from the ground
All that which other fetch he doth abhor,
His, grew vpon an Iland neuer found,
Oh rare compound, a dying horse to choke,
Of English fier, and of India smoke.
And with his owne hands gatherd from the ground
All that which other fetch he doth abhor,
His, grew vpon an Iland neuer found,
Oh rare compound, a dying horse to choke,
Of English fier, and of India smoke.
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