The Court of Conscience or Dick Whippers Sessions With the order of his arraigning and punishing of many notorious, dissembling, wicked, and vitious liuers in this age. By Richard West |
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Gamester.
What
Mozus Auus, with a paire of Dice?
Ready to ope a paire of holy Tables:
Fine nimble fingerd knaue, that in a trice,
Will cog a Die, and twenty other Fables,
Within this houre he scarcely had a penny,
Now for a hundred pound heele play with any.
Ready to ope a paire of holy Tables:
Fine nimble fingerd knaue, that in a trice,
Will cog a Die, and twenty other Fables,
Within this houre he scarcely had a penny,
Now for a hundred pound heele play with any.
Your tricks are sirra, first to fetch men in,
Vnder a simple coulour that you vse:
As ignorantly playing, first they winne,
You ouer-see your game, or so to loose.
At last poore Butter-making Iohn begins,
Insteed of money to go count his pinnes.
Vnder a simple coulour that you vse:
As ignorantly playing, first they winne,
You ouer-see your game, or so to loose.
At last poore Butter-making Iohn begins,
Insteed of money to go count his pinnes.
And further sirra, you except no time,
For Carding, bowling, or any other play:
Sundayes or holy, when the Bels do chime,
Insteed of Church you driely march away.
Into a Cookes shop, Alehouse, tis your guise,
To meditate on pots and Mutton pies.
For Carding, bowling, or any other play:
Sundayes or holy, when the Bels do chime,
Insteed of Church you driely march away.
Into a Cookes shop, Alehouse, tis your guise,
To meditate on pots and Mutton pies.
And in that seruice you remember God,
But how? by swearing by his heauenly name:
To dearest friend you haue, youl' winke and nod,
But cut his throat for two pence if you can.
Vntrusse your trunkes, your taile and I must play,
A game at tick tack ere you passe away.
But how? by swearing by his heauenly name:
To dearest friend you haue, youl' winke and nod,
But cut his throat for two pence if you can.
Vntrusse your trunkes, your taile and I must play,
A game at tick tack ere you passe away.
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