The Times' Whistle Or A Newe Daunce of Seuen Satires, and other Poems: Compiled by R. C., Gent. [i.e. Richard Corbett]. Now First Edited from Ms. Y. 8. 3. in the Library of Canterbury Cathedral: With introduction, notes, and glossary, By J. M. Cowper |
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In Momum.
Momus, that foulmouthd slave, my verse derides;Sayes they are plaine, bald balladstuffe; besides
They want invention, poetrie, & witt,
And are farre worse then ever Bavius writt.
Dost not thou like 'em, Momus? Why I 'me glad;
That which thou likst, I 'me sure must needs be bad.
But be they soe, as worse thou canst not prove them,
I tell thee they like me, & I will love them.
As for thy scoffes, I neither doubt nor fear them,
Thou hast wrongd better, therfore I may beare them.
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