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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35. Upon a Ridiculous Prognostication.
A fam'd Astrologer, all Ears did fill;Saying, This year, the King of France, lies still.
New Almanacks were scarcely come in Date;
Before the Christian King resign'd to Fate.
The Prophet persists in Defence, of's ill
Roving; and askes, doth not France, now lie still?
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Often repeating, The French King's at rest.
This Pill, the Starres Interpreter did choake;
Therefore in Anger, He them thus bespoke.
Ye simple Souls! are all your skulls of Lead?
Doth not the King lie still; now he is dead?
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