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 59.
[Pusa is gott with childe, Sam, doe not flatter]
Pusa is gott with childe, Sam, doe not flatter;But speake; had'st not a finger in the matter:
It was Ill hand'led Samwell; for in truth,
The wench saies none but Samwell is the youth,
Pox on't Sam; Cradles forth' childe to sleepe,
With Candles, Soape, & Washing, will grow deepe.
Besides all this (but this is to thy grace)
In white-sheet thou must waite a Sermons space.
Faith Sam, what luck had'st thou soe well to speede?
As to be graced for thy Maisters deede.
| A mastif whelp with other ruff-Island-lik Currs fetcht from amongst the Antipedes | |