Satirycall dialogve or a sharplye-invectiue conference, betweene Allexander the great, and that truelye woman-hater Diogynes [by William Goddard] |
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From-out mans selfmans comforter to make)
Discomfort not your selues nor be dismayd
At what a dogged Cynnick here hath sayde
What though sowre-churlishe-he (too currish blynde)
Hath barkt too broadlye gainste your gentle kind
Yet little doth such clouds keepe from our sights
Your shynninge virtues; this worldes splendanntst lights:
Happlye his gally vennym'd speech proceeds
As grounded by self-doyinge divelishe deedes.
Dead is the dogg, J hope and for your sex
The spirritts doth his spirritt hottlye vex.
Excuse my worke, it paintes the Cynnick forth
And to the wise it nothinge staines your worth.
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