Cvres for the itch | ||
Iactans timens.
Fell foughten Furio swaggers, swels, and sweares,He'll pull the stoutst and proudest by the eares:
But finding some vnlookt-for opposite,
Seemes to admire what humour should incite
That which he neere so much as dreamt: who he?
Not for a world (sir) in the least degree.
Cvres for the itch | ||