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] |
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[Poetus with fine sonnets painteth forth]
Poetus with fine sonnets painteth forthThis and that fowle ladies, bewties worth
Hee shewes smale witt thereby; and for his paines
(By my consent) hee neuer shall reape gaines
Why what neede Poetts painte them? oh sweet elues!
Why ladyes painte theire bewties best themselues.
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