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To my strange Rival engrossing both his own Mistris, and mine too.

The Scene Jack a Newbery.
Y'are but a Jack, by Jack a Newbery,
To overcharge Your self to injure me.
Be not so greedy; you two, and I none?
The time will come, you'l find enough of one.
Neither had been of our desires bereft,
Had You but t'ane your right, and I the left?
Take heed, you'l loose (like Æsops Puppy) Brother.
One Shoulder of Mutton coveting another.
Trust me, I must resent this injury,
To overdoe your self, to undoe me.
'Tis baseness, in the abstract, Greedy sinner,
Having thy belly full, to crave my Dinner.
But I perceive my talk is to no end,
For thou wilt burst thy self, to starve thy Friend.
This folly I have oft in Children known,
Either two pieces, or they will have none?
And here to thee, I may it well apply,
'Tis better fill thy belly than thy eye.
Traytor and Thief, thou rob'st me of my jewel,
But for the act I'de end it in a Duel.
And, faith I must too, come the worst event
That can, 'tis but six moneths imprisonment.
And, what is that to me? since I must be
Her Prisoner, when I am at liberty?
Say death ensue my challenge? shall I doubt
To dye for Her, I cannot live without?
Fail not this Afternoon, then to meet me,
Precise at four at Jack a Newbery.
Your Weapons, what you please; unless my fate
Oppose? I'le send You home by Cripplegate.