A neaste of vvaspes latelie fovnd out and discouered in the Law-countreys yealding as sweete hony as some of our English bees [by William Goddard] |
A neaste of vvaspes latelie fovnd out and discouered in the Law-countreys | ||
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[Oh What a bodie hath my ladie there?]
Oh What a bodie hath my ladie there?Shees straungelie stronge! what burthens shee doth beare!
Late did a dunghill Carr vppon hir fall
Vnder which shee laie; neuer hurt at all
Oh who but shee could liue, being soe brusht?
T'is wondrous strannge hir honours noe more crusht.
A neaste of vvaspes latelie fovnd out and discouered in the Law-countreys | ||