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Epigr. 2. In Corum.
Corus desires with them to haue a place,Whom my sleight muse of right doth celebrate.
Avant ye peasant, for you are too base.
What you among the worthies of our state?
How should I fitt you with a trough or sinke,
Or plant a kenell for your worthinesse,
But that the rest for neighbourhood must stinke,
And be confiners to your filthynesse?
I tooke myne oath Thalia at thy shryne,
Ne're to embrue my verses with a swyne.
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