![]() | The Mastive, or Young-Whelpe of the Olde-Dogge | ![]() |
Plus Canis ictus amat.
Creta that closely could her secrets couer,Fain'd to be iealous of her loathed Spouse;
Which he beleeu'd (God wot) & more did loue her,
Presuming, London not her like allowes.
Well, goe thy wayes (thought I) hold on thy trade,
Th' art euen the truest he whom God nere made.
![]() | The Mastive, or Young-Whelpe of the Olde-Dogge | ![]() |