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Ex otio Negotium

Or, Martiall his epigrams Translated. With Sundry Poems and Fancies, By R. Fletcher
Fletcher, R.
  
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Ad Labienum, Epig. 50.

When (Labiene) by chance I thee did see
Sitting alone, I thought thou hadst bin three.
The number of thy baldnesse me deceivd,
For here and there thy haires I then retreivd,
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Which a boy's head will hardly well become,
Upon thy crown lyes a large vacant room,
A floor wherein no hair's observ'd to bee.
Yet this December's error yeilds to thee,
That when the Emp'ror keeps his solemn day,
Thou carry'st three shares of his almes away.
Geryon I suppose was such a one,
But when thou seest Phillippus Porch, begon,
If Hercules shall spy thee th'art undone.
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