Democritus, or Doctor Merry-man his Medicines against Melancholy humors. Written by S. R. [i.e. by Samuel Rowlands] |
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[A crew of Foxes all on theeuing set] |
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[A crew of Foxes all on theeuing set]
A crew of Foxes all on theeuing set,Together at a Country Hen-roost met:
Where the poore Poultry went to grieuous wrack,
For there they feasted till their guts did cracke.
Hauing well sup't, ready to go away,
Without demaunding what they had to pay;
Sayes one vnto the rest: friends harke to me,
Lets point where our next meeting place shall be.
With a good-will sayes one aboue the rest,
At such a Farmers house, his Lambes be best:
Nay (quoth another) I do know a Clowne
Hath euen the fattest Geese in all the Towne:
Well Maysters, said a graue and ancient Foxe,
Had bin the death of many Hens and Cox.
The surest place to meete, that I can tell,
Will be the Skinners shop, and so farewell.
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