A mastif whelp with other ruff-Island-lik Currs fetcht from amongst the Antipedes Which bite and barke at the fantasticall humorists and abusers of the time [by William Goddard] |
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Satire 50.
[VVhy Tom quoth Tharsus th'art deceiued quite]
VVhy Tom quoth Tharsus th'art deceiued quite,I still continewe Courtier by this light
Thou look'dst I should haue cal'd: Sir, doe yee heare?
Wil't please you taste (e're goe) a cupp of beare?
Awaie, awaie: why harke thee noble Theefe,
I'me none of those which feedes on poudred beefe.
Nor none of those that keepes a standing house:
Awaie with Gulls: come; thee & I'le carrowse:
Wee'le swallow healthes; not of your fulsome beare
T 'shallbe noe Earthly stuff; but stuff to nectar near:
Come Tom with Heauenly stuff thy mawe I'le feede
With that stuffes Quintessence which still dus breede.
In man's lowe brest: high thoughts which still aspire,
And vpwardes mount, as Heauens vp-mounting fire.
A Pox on't Tom, I thus dull humours choake,
And thus confound them with a Pipe of smoake.
Haue at thee Tom, Tobaccoe's harte of Oake.
| A mastif whelp with other ruff-Island-lik Currs fetcht from amongst the Antipedes | |