 | Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad |  |
To my worthy, ingennus, and ingenius Pupill Mr. Thomas Bond.
Vnder my hand I had you once; and nowY'are fallen vnder but my Pen, my Plow;
Wherewith your Name I culture thus; you bee
A Bond that binds, because you are so Free.
| Wits Bedlam, Where is had, Whipping-cheer, to cure the Mad | |