Poems With the Muses Looking-Glasse. Amyntas. Jealous Lovers. Arystippus. By Tho: Randolph ... The fourth Edition enlarged [by Thomas Randolph] |
Upon the losse of his little finger.
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Upon the losse of his little finger.
Arithmetique nine digits, and no moreAdmits of, then I still have all my store,
For what mischance hath tane from my left hand,
It seems did only for a cypher stand,
But this I'le say for thee departed joynt,
Thou wert not given to steal, to pick, nor point
At any in disgrace, but thou didst go
Untimely to thy Deeth, only to show
The other members what they once must do.
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Oft didst thou scan my verse, where if I misse
Henceforth I will impute the cause to this.
A fingers losse (I speak it not in sport)
VVill make a verse a Foot too short,
Farewell dear finger, much I grieve to see
How soon mischanse hath made a hand of thee.
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