All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet Being Sixty and three in Number. Collected into one Volume by the Author [i.e. John Taylor]: With sundry new Additions, corrected, reuised, and newly Imprinted |
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![]() | All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet | ![]() |
The Libians call'd it Reeua, which implies
It makes them dye like birds twixt earth and skyes,
The name of Choak-wort is to it assign'd,
Because it stops the venom of the mind.
Some call it Neek-weed, for it hath a tricke
To cure the necke that's troubled with the crick.
For my part all's one, call it what you please,
'Tis soueraigne 'gainst each Common-wealth disease,
And I doe wish that it may cure all those
That are my Soueraignes and my Countries foes.
And further, I would haue them search d and seene
With care and skill when as their wounds be green,
For if they doe to a Gangrena runne,
There's little good by Hempseed can be done;
For could I know mens hearts, I hold it reason
To hang a Traytor in his thought of treason:
For if his thought doe grow vnto an act
It helpes not much to hang him for the fact.
But that example may a terror strike
To others, that would else attempt the like.
It makes them dye like birds twixt earth and skyes,
The name of Choak-wort is to it assign'd,
Because it stops the venom of the mind.
Some call it Neek-weed, for it hath a tricke
To cure the necke that's troubled with the crick.
For my part all's one, call it what you please,
'Tis soueraigne 'gainst each Common-wealth disease,
And I doe wish that it may cure all those
That are my Soueraignes and my Countries foes.
And further, I would haue them search d and seene
With care and skill when as their wounds be green,
For if they doe to a Gangrena runne,
There's little good by Hempseed can be done;
For could I know mens hearts, I hold it reason
To hang a Traytor in his thought of treason:
For if his thought doe grow vnto an act
It helpes not much to hang him for the fact.
But that example may a terror strike
To others, that would else attempt the like.
![]() | All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet | ![]() |