The Second part of The Nights Search Discovering The Condition of the various Fowles of Night. Or, The second great Mystery of Iniquity exactly revealed: With the Projects of these Times. In a Poem, By Humphrey Mill |
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I walk'd alone, my brain on Fancies fed,
The man i'th' Moone being newly gone to bed,
My light was all confin'd within my brest,
My eares were open, forward, still I prest,
Till at the last I spi'd a glimmering shine,
And heard a voyce, which made my Muse incline
To tune her song anew. Three mandies did
Divide their boungs: the matter should be hid.
One had his night-cap brought him, and his Ruffe,
His Gowne, clean Lynen; every thing enough
To please his humour. He is very grave
His Leg's unti'd; his pleasure was to have
His Crutches out of sight; he cleares his throat
With butter'd-Ale, to help his begging note.
The man i'th' Moone being newly gone to bed,
My light was all confin'd within my brest,
My eares were open, forward, still I prest,
Till at the last I spi'd a glimmering shine,
And heard a voyce, which made my Muse incline
To tune her song anew. Three mandies did
Divide their boungs: the matter should be hid.
One had his night-cap brought him, and his Ruffe,
His Gowne, clean Lynen; every thing enough
To please his humour. He is very grave
His Leg's unti'd; his pleasure was to have
His Crutches out of sight; he cleares his throat
With butter'd-Ale, to help his begging note.
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