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Flovvers of Epigrammes

Ovt of sundrie the moste singular authours selected, as well auncient as late writers. Pleasant and profitable to the expert readers of quicke capacitie: By Timothe Kendall
 

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To Cherimon.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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To Cherimon.

Sith like a Stoike, Cherimon,
thou praisest death so muche:
Thou wouldst bee praisde, and wondred at,
as though there were none suche.
What makes thee death desire so muche?
thy broken pitcher potter
Thy homely raskall harth, that burnes,
with fire seldome hotte.
Thy matte, and eke thy bedstead bare,
with stinkyng Cimex fret:
Thy curtolde cassoke colde, wherein

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thou still art faine to iet:
O what a stoute couragious man
is this? how manly bolde?
That loues no dregs of Uineger,
nor holme, nor brownbread olde.
Well goe to: if vpon a bed
of dowle thou shouldest lye:
And if thy couche were costly clad
with clothes of purple dye.
Then, then, full often wouldst thou wishe
thrice Nestors yeares to liue:
No tyme then wouldst thou lose, but still
thy self to pleasure giue.
An easie thyng in penurie,
this life for to dispise:
Who can beare torment paciently,
tis he thats counted wise.