Men-Miracles With other Poemes. By M. LL. St [i.e.Martin Lluelyn] |
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Enter the Country Fidler.
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Enter the Country Fidler.
But before all be done,With a Christopher strung,
Comes Musicke none, though Fidler one,
While the Owle and his Grandchild,
With a Face like a Manchild,
Amaz'd in their Nest,
Awake from their Rest,
And seeke out an Oake to laugh in.
Such a dismall chance,
Makes the Church-yard dance,
When the Screech Owles guts string a Coffin.
When a Fidlers coarse
Catches cold and growes hoarse.
Oh ye never heard a sadder,
When a Round-headed sinner,
Makes his will before Dinner,
To the Tune of the Nooze and the Ladder.
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