The Mastive, or Young-Whelpe of the Olde-Dogge | ||
Crescit furore Impudentia.
Toruus will yet againe exceptions take,And sweares that by's drink heel not endure these Rimes:
Fye Toruus, let not men for manners sake,
Be made acquainted with thy shamefull crimes.
But thowlt alledge the Bastard is not thine,
I should not keep't then, if the case were mine.
The Mastive, or Young-Whelpe of the Olde-Dogge | ||