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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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[This is a Tub of Tubs, Tub of Tubs hall]
  
  
  
  
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[This is a Tub of Tubs, Tub of Tubs hall]

This is a Tub of Tubs, Tub of Tubs hall,
Who ne're had fellow yet, nor euer shall;
O had but Diogenes but had this a ton,
He would had thought that he more roome had won,
Then Alexanders Conquests, or the bounds,
Of the vast Ocean and the solid grounds.
Or had Cornelius but this tub, to drench
His Clients that had practis'd too much French,
A thousand hogsheads then would haunt his firkin,
And Mistris Minks recouer her lost mirkin.
This mighty Caske great Bacchus vs'd to stride,
When he to drunkards hall did often ride.

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And in this barrell he did keepe his Court,
Bathing himsefe in Rhenish for disport.
But now these eight yeares it hath dry beene kept;
In it the wine God hath not pist or wept;
That now the Chappell, and the Caske combine,
One hath no preaching, t'other hath no wine.
And now the vse they put it to is this,
'Tis shew'd for mony, as the Chappell is.