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A Knaue, 31.
The Worst of Wit, and the Scorne of Reason,
Begot but Grace, and syne borne, out of Season.
Hee is the Shame of good Societie,
And Promptuarie of Impietie.
Hee doth dishonour all the humane Race,
And is past helpe of GOD, past Hope of Grace.
Hee corrupts Age, and hee infecteth Youth:
Hee hateth Wisdome, and detracts the Trueth.
His Words are false, his Oathes proue perjuries:
His Studies, Trickes; his Practise, Villanies.
His Wealth, for Wit and Honour, hee doth holde:
For Glorie, Gaine; and for his God, his Gold.
To Trust, a Traytor; t'Amitie, a Thiefe:
Prompe in the Plots, and Practise of Mischiefe.
A Friend to none, or found to few is hee,
And yet hee is aye his owne Enemie.
An Vnthrift since his Breathing first, and Birth;
Abhorr'd in Heav'n, vnhallowed on the Earth.
His Heart of Poyson is a Pond that springs,
His Tongue deceitfull, and lyke Dragons Stings.
And lyke a Limbecke is his fleeting Braine,
That doth distill Inventions vilde and vaine.
Hee loues no Lawes, nor counts of their Commands:
For Hell, Mahound, and hee hath shaken Hands.
And as hee VVolfe-lyke liues, false like a Foxe;
Hee Dogg-lyke dies, or in the Streets, or Stockes.
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