Poems or, A Miscellany of Sonnets, Satyrs, Drollery, Panegyricks, Elegies, &c. At the Instance, and Request of Several Friends, Times, and Occasions, Composed; and now at their command Collected, and Committed to the Press. By the Author, M. Stevenson |
To One that told Me, He had Three Heads.
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To One that told Me, He had Three Heads.
Three heads (dear Will.) you run too much a Head.If Cerberus you were; you had well se'd.
A Serpent, which we Amphisbena call,
Report allows two heads, but that is all;
VVith this they say that she does forward go,
And with that, backward; sure you do not so.
Janus, I must confess two Faces had,
Yet to two faces, he had but one Head.
But you have three, or else you tell a lie,
Do they like Hydra's heads pray multiply?
Come rant no more at such unlikely strains;
One head enuff is (Will.) to hold your brains.
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