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Divine Poems

Written By Thomas Washbourne
 
 

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To two Parties going to Law about small matters.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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To two Parties going to Law about small matters.

Look how the steel forceth with several knocks,
Fire from the flint into the Tinder-box,
So do you smite each other, till you force
Gold from your own into the Lawyers purse.
O how like foes they brawle on either side,
And yet like friends your money they divide,
Leaving you bare as an Anatomy.
All that you get you may put in your eye,
And never see the worse; then take from me
This Counsel freely, and without a fee,
Agree between your selves, and make an end,
Do you to him, he to you condescend.
Thus whiles you both unto each other yeild,
You'l both o'recome, and losing win the field.