Parnassi Puerperium or, Some Well-wishes to ingenuity, in the Translation of Six Hundred, of Owen's Epigrams; Martial de Spectaculis, or of Rarities to be seen in Rome; and the most Select, in Sir Tho. More... |
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9. Upon a Rabbet, who having escap'd a Weasel, fell into the Hayes.
I but just now got from a Weasel Free;And must I suffer worse Captivity?
When from one danger, I did safe evade;
A prey to Dogs, I dream'd not to be made.
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The tearing out my Bowels, affords Mirth.
O ye hard Hearts of Men! who in this Sort,
Rage more then Brutes; what, make my death a Sport?
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