A mastif whelp with other ruff-Island-lik Currs fetcht from amongst the Antipedes Which bite and barke at the fantasticall humorists and abusers of the time [by William Goddard] |
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 | A mastif whelp with other ruff-Island-lik Currs fetcht from amongst the Antipedes |  |
Satire 11.
[Why hisband (quoth Misse Marchaunt) wher's my Pynck]
Why hisband (quoth Misse Marchaunt) wher's my PynckOh God! his haire's not kymmed downe I thinke:
Come pretty Pynck come, thy nowne Mistrisse kisse,
Thy Meyster (Pinck) might thought on thee ere this,
Feth hisband feth; I'me mitch growne in your debt
That my sweet Puppie you would soe forgett.
Y'are troubled sore: what he yee else te tend?
You leue to heare me chide, else this yee'd mend.
Elas sweet Mopps, hee's naught to make thee waire.
What, he yee brought it? Feth ye'r such a one,
That lesse ye'r chidden nothing wilbe done,
Ebout him pre: Lard how leysurely yee doo't,
It seemes yee he but litle minde vntoo't.
Yet pre now ste: What eyles sweet Pynck to groane?
Oh! Pincke would pisse: Pre heue Pinck all elone.
What hes he don't? Pre make him cleane agen,
End Pinck and I, will vntoth'garden then.
So: Now hee's well, but heare yee? when I'm gone,
J pre bee yee a gadding streight from home.
| A mastif whelp with other ruff-Island-lik Currs fetcht from amongst the Antipedes | |