A neaste of vvaspes latelie fovnd out and discouered in the Law-countreys yealding as sweete hony as some of our English bees [by William Goddard] |
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A neaste of vvaspes latelie fovnd out and discouered in the Law-countreys | ||
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[A Iudge t'a surgeon came, surgeon quoth hee]
A Iudge t'a surgeon came, surgeon quoth heeMy arme is sore, what ist soe payneth mee?
The surgeon looking on it, sir hee cryes
Oh much corruption in your arme there lies
A poore man by, cryes surgeon vnderstand
T'is not in's arme, corrupted is his hand.
A neaste of vvaspes latelie fovnd out and discouered in the Law-countreys | ||