![]() | The Poetical Recreations of Mr Alexander Craig | ![]() |
To the Cowsner.
The Cowsner lookes with faire, but fraudfull, face,And Locust-lyke a sting is in his Tayle:
(How Tragicall was fonde PERILLVS case,
In his Inventions who did fall and fayle?)
Let him alone lyke ABSOLON bee left,
Twixt Heaven and Earth, that vseth Fraude and Sheft.
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