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Of Brawlers

A brawler that loueth
to breake the kinges peace,
And seke his owne sorowe
his fansye to please,
Is lyke a curre Dogge
that setteth vpon
Eche mastyfe and hounde
that he may light on,
He getteth hym hatered
of euerye manne,
And meteth with his maister
euer nowe and than,
To hurte other menne
he taketh greate payne,
He turneth no manne


to profite or gayne,
Except it be the Surgian
or the Armorer,
The Baylife, the Constable
or the Iayler,
This is a worthye membre
in a commune wealthe,
That to worcke other wo
will lose his owne health,
What other men will iudge
I can not tell:
But if he scape Tiburne
I thinke he wyll hange in hell.