 | The Mastive, or Young-Whelpe of the Olde-Dogge |  |
Tempora pro moribus.
Plucke off your Bonnet, you Sir in the feather,And learne to know when Officers passe by:
Thinke you all men hayle fellowes met together?
You would be taught to be more mannerly.
Tut, say you knew him nere so well before,
Will that be now excuse sufficient?
Or say his pleasure be to keepe a whore,
Dare you presume he liues incontinent?
Non nosti Summis vitium preualet?
Et omne maius minus continet?
| The Mastive, or Young-Whelpe of the Olde-Dogge | |