The Maids Tragedy | ||
Thus, two great Consul-Poets all things sway'd,
Till all was English Born, or English Made:
Mitre and Coyfe, here into one Piece spun,
BEAUMONT a Judge's, this a Prelate's Son.
What strange Production is at last display'd
(Got by two Fathers without Female aid)
Behold, two Masculines espous'd each other,
Wit and the World were born without a Mother.
Till all was English Born, or English Made:
Mitre and Coyfe, here into one Piece spun,
BEAUMONT a Judge's, this a Prelate's Son.
What strange Production is at last display'd
(Got by two Fathers without Female aid)
Behold, two Masculines espous'd each other,
Wit and the World were born without a Mother.
The Maids Tragedy | ||