The letting of hvmovrs blood in the head-vaine With a new Moriffco, daunced by seauen Satyres, vpon the bottome of Diogines Tubbe [by Samuel Reynolds] |
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 | The letting of hvmovrs blood in the head-vaine |  |
EPIG. 31. To Lutius.
One newly practiz'd in Astronomie,
That neuer dealt in weather witt before:
Would scrape (forsooth) acquaintance of the skie.
And by his art, go knocke at heauen dore,
Meane while a Scholler in his studie slippes,
And taught his Wife skill in the Moones eclippes.
That neuer dealt in weather witt before:
Would scrape (forsooth) acquaintance of the skie.
And by his art, go knocke at heauen dore,
Meane while a Scholler in his studie slippes,
And taught his Wife skill in the Moones eclippes.
Next night that friend perswades him walke alone
Into the field, to gather starres that fell:
To mix them with Philosophers rare stone
That begets gold: he likt the motion well,
And went to watch, where starres dropt very thin,
But raine so shour'd, it wet his foole-case skin.
Into the field, to gather starres that fell:
To mix them with Philosophers rare stone
That begets gold: he likt the motion well,
And went to watch, where starres dropt very thin,
But raine so shour'd, it wet his foole-case skin.
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