Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad | ||
Of mine Ouerseer.
Epi. 173.
My o'rethwart neighbor though, for debt, by nightHe scarse dares shew his scalp; yet builds so hie
(With quarter staues) as he orelooks me quite;
So, hee's mine Ouer-seer ere I dye.
Then shall my Will, to Ill, still foreward run;
For, he hath hornes, of powr to see that done.
Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad | ||