The most elegant and witty epigrams of Sir Iohn Harrington ... digested into fovre bookes: three whereof neuer before published |
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21 Against Momus, in praise of his dogge Bungey.
Because a witty Writer of this time,Doth make some mention in a pleasant rime,
Thou Momus, that dost loue to scoffe and cogge,
Prat'st amongst base companions and giue'st out,
That vnto me herein, is meant aflout.
Hate makes thee blinde, Momus, I dare be sworne,
He meant to me his loue, to thee his scorne,
Put on thy enuious spectacles and see,
Whom doth he scorne therein, the dogge or mee:
The Dogge is grac't, compared with great Bankes,
Both beasts right famous, for their pretty prankes,
Although in this, I grant, the dogge was worse,
He onely fed my pleasure, not my purse:
Yet that same Dogge, I may say this and boast it,
He found my purse with gold when I haue lost it.
Now for my selfe, some fooles like thee may iudge,
That at the name of Lepidus I grudge,
No sure: so farre I thinke it from disgrace,
I wisht it cleare to me and to my race:
Lepus or Lepos, I in both haue part,
That in my name I beare, this in mine heart.
But, Momus, I perswade my selfe that no man,
Will deigne thee such a name, English or Roman,
Ile wage a But of Sack, the best in Bristo,
Who calles me Lepid, I will call him Tristo.
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