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[Instructions giuen to a Countrey Clowne]
Instructions giuen to a Countrey Clowne,
To take Tobacco, when he comes to Towne.
To take Tobacco, when he comes to Towne.
A Cheater meeting with a simple Clowne,
Would giue him Wine, because he knew the town,
VVhere goodman Boore his countryman did dwell,
And all his neighbours he knew passing well:
Entring the Tauerne, and the wine bespoke,
Quoth Cheater, Bring me here a Pipe of smoke
To purge my Rhume, by spetting to forsake it.
Gentleman (quoth the Clowne) would I could take it.
Sayes he, I'le teach thee, (doe obserue me heere)
To take Tobacco like a Caualcere.
Thus draw the vapor thorow your nose, and say,
Puffe, it is gone, fuming the smoke away.
The Gull, that would be a Tobaconist:
Had cup, or pipe, continuall in his fist,
Vntill with puffe, 'tis gone, his sences shrunke,
And he was got by practice, Claret drunke.
The Cheater tooke his time, and did pretend
To goe fast by, and call a speciall friend
To drinke with them, and so conuayes the Cup,
And lets him sit, who takes his pipefull vp,
And smokes it off, with puffe 'tis gone. Oh braue,
The very whiffe, most dainty now I haue.
At length the Drawer look'd into the roome,
And said, My friend, where is the Cup become?
He with his Pipe, the old tune playes vpon,
Oh braue Tobacco, gallant, Puffe, 'tis gone.
Gone, quoth the Vintner? by my faith and't be,
You are the man, is like to answere me.
Where is the friend was with you euen now?
Wee'le haue our Cup before you goe, I vow.
He noses it, and holds the Pipe to t' other,
And sayes, Hey, puffe, 'tis gone most brauely, Brother.
Is 't gone, quoth he? then friend, thus much I'le say,
You haue the reck'ning, and a Cup to pay:
Your puffe 'tis gone, is like to cost your purse,
The reckning's something, but the Goblet's worse.
When all's discharg'd, that doth as yet remaine,
Then welcome puffe, our Cup is come againe.
Would giue him Wine, because he knew the town,
VVhere goodman Boore his countryman did dwell,
And all his neighbours he knew passing well:
Entring the Tauerne, and the wine bespoke,
Quoth Cheater, Bring me here a Pipe of smoke
To purge my Rhume, by spetting to forsake it.
Gentleman (quoth the Clowne) would I could take it.
Sayes he, I'le teach thee, (doe obserue me heere)
To take Tobacco like a Caualcere.
Thus draw the vapor thorow your nose, and say,
Puffe, it is gone, fuming the smoke away.
The Gull, that would be a Tobaconist:
Had cup, or pipe, continuall in his fist,
Vntill with puffe, 'tis gone, his sences shrunke,
And he was got by practice, Claret drunke.
The Cheater tooke his time, and did pretend
To goe fast by, and call a speciall friend
To drinke with them, and so conuayes the Cup,
And lets him sit, who takes his pipefull vp,
The very whiffe, most dainty now I haue.
At length the Drawer look'd into the roome,
And said, My friend, where is the Cup become?
He with his Pipe, the old tune playes vpon,
Oh braue Tobacco, gallant, Puffe, 'tis gone.
Gone, quoth the Vintner? by my faith and't be,
You are the man, is like to answere me.
Where is the friend was with you euen now?
Wee'le haue our Cup before you goe, I vow.
He noses it, and holds the Pipe to t' other,
And sayes, Hey, puffe, 'tis gone most brauely, Brother.
Is 't gone, quoth he? then friend, thus much I'le say,
You haue the reck'ning, and a Cup to pay:
Your puffe 'tis gone, is like to cost your purse,
The reckning's something, but the Goblet's worse.
When all's discharg'd, that doth as yet remaine,
Then welcome puffe, our Cup is come againe.
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