All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet Being Sixty and three in Number. Collected into one Volume by the Author [i.e. John Taylor]: With sundry new Additions, corrected, reuised, and newly Imprinted |
All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet | ||
Epigram 39. Out of the pan into the fire.
Tom senselesse to the death doth hate a play:But yet he' play the drunkard euery day.
He railes at plaies, and yet doth ten times worse,
He'l dice, he'l bowle, he'l whore, he'l swear, he'l curs,
When for one two pence (if his humor please)
He might go see a play, and scape all these,
But tis mans vse in these pestiferous times;
To hate the least, and loue the greatest crimes.
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