New Epigrams, and a Satyre Written by Ios: Martyn |
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10. | 10. A Drunkard. Ænigma. |
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New Epigrams, and a Satyre | ||
10. A Drunkard. Ænigma.
The more I swallow, I the lighter am,the more a Beast, more neare a Deity:
When sober, poore; now wondrous rich I seeme;
er'st while I swam in drinke, yet now am dry:
Surely, thou art some Monster, or some Fiend,
Some monstrous Deuill, or some Deuils Friend.
New Epigrams, and a Satyre | ||