Pandora The Musyque of the beautie of his Mistresse Diana. Composed by John Soowthern ... and dedicated to the right Honorable, Edward Deuer, Earle of Oxenford, &c |
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Odellet.
[Boy: reach hyther the bottle, that]
Boy : reach hyther the bottle, thatI may taste of thy crimson lycor:
For when I am in any dolor,
It onelie reioyces my heart.
The deuill made money I thinke:
For without money, what a liuing,
Haue we that serue couetous women:
And without it we can not drinke.
Learning is not now woorth a penny,
And these wiues care for no fayre lookes,
And what shall a man doo with Bookes.
Faith hang, if he can get no mony.
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