A neaste of vvaspes latelie fovnd out and discouered in the Law-countreys yealding as sweete hony as some of our English bees [by William Goddard] |
A neaste of vvaspes latelie fovnd out and discouered in the Law-countreys | ||
41
[Water they saie will not wild-fyer quench]
Water they saie will not wild-fyer quenchThen wild-fire in thy stoue thou bearst dutch-wench
For yf by water it would quenched bee
Then out il would; soe waterd tis by thee
But why it wil not out, I nowe doe knowe
Thy bellowes wench; they alwaies puff and blowe.
A neaste of vvaspes latelie fovnd out and discouered in the Law-countreys | ||