Tyros Roring Megge Planted against the walles of Melancholy. One Booke cut into two Decads [by T. Tyro] |
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In Zoilistam.
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In Zoilistam.
He makes each mote a mount, and keepes in storeA brazen penne to dash at this and that:
Yet doth this currish censor see no more,
Than the mashapen Owle, or doubtfull Bat.
O let the man that carpes without a cause,
Be caught himselfe in Momus griping Clawes.
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