The Scourge of Folly Consisting of satyricall Epigrams, And others in honour of many noble Persons and worthy friends, together, with a pleasant (though discordant) Descant upon most English Proverbs and others [by John Davies] |
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Epi. 272. To my now kinde friend, Mr. Iohn Towne.
Iohn , when we squabbl'd once, thou hewdst me downe.No maruell, when I fought against a Towne.
I brocht thy Blood, but thou didst sluce out mine;
Mine, the worse lucke, the better hap was thine.
But twenty yeares and more haue seasoned since
With friendships Sweete, the Sowre of that offence:
Yet hadst thou not at that time cut me downe,
I had hang'd in hope (alone) haue woone a Towne.
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