Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad | ||
Epigram. 134.
Great Alexander, Aristotle Will'dTo end his Booke, of Beasts, which he begā;
For which his paines he so his Cofers fill'd
As might suffize to make a Beast a Man!
It was eight hundred Talents mounting to
Foure hundred, foure score, thousand Crowns (at least)
And all for writing but of Beasts; which do
Make men no wiser than to know a Beast.
But though some moderne VVriters write of Men
And of their better Parts (the Soule and Minde)
Yet of our moderne Keysars (now, and then)
They get a Gird (perhaps) or els but Winde:
Belike to saue their Arte they guird them so;
And giue no vent, lest it abrode should slow.
Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad | ||