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Mr. Cooke's Original Poems

with Imitations and Translations of Several Select Passages of the Antients, In Four Parts: To which are added Proposals For perfecting the English Language

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43

WILL. SOMERS, A TALE.

When the eighth Henry rul'd with iron Sway,
And taught his Wives and Subjects to obey,
When Conclaves prov'd in vain fam'd Tudor's Foes,
The Temples totter'd, and Will. Somers rose,
A short squad Figure, with a wadling Pace,
Quick Eyes, large Nose, and almost round his Face,
Thick were his Lips, and double was his Chin,
Now grave, now merry with a simple Grin.
Much in the Inns of Court he lov'd to dwell,
And tippled with the Clerks of Clerkenwell,
He laugh'd, and learn'd their Jokes, what Jokes they had,
And Quarter-quibbles made his Heart right glad.

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Among the Wits our Hero gain'd a Place;
Such were the Merits of his drolling Face!
They hear'd him talk, and chuckle to his Fill,
And never fail'd to join the Laugh with Will;
Pleas'd he the Laugh prolong'd, the Laughers bless'd,
Nor saw himself the Jester and the Jest.
Once in a Fit cry'd the facetious Wight,
None well can be a Wit that can not write.
Then from the mould'ring Page he cull'd the Flow'r
Of Chaucer, Lydgate, learned More, and Gow'r.
Will lov'd his Country, and disdain'd to roam
For Learning farther than his native Home.
In Thought he rises as the greatest great,
And scribbles Poems, and Essays of State;
Which rais'd him, by Degrees, to such Renown,
His Name was known to ev'ry Wit in Town!
So his Discendants wise provide their Stock
From Dryden, Temple, Addison, and Locke.
Will now frequents the Court, where, with Delight,
The King observ'd so new, so odd, a Sight,
And, when inform'd in what he plac'd his Skill,
He was resolv'd to crack a Joke with Will.

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Each Face, he cry'd, in this bright Round survey;
And answer what I ask without Delay.
Of Cheats who seems the greatest in the Ring?
Will look'd about, and say'd, God save the King.
Henceforth the Monarch took him to his Court,
Grac'd with a Pension, for his royal Sport.
Will bow'd; the Courtiers smil'd; and with a Grin
Will inly mumbled let those laugh who win.
 

In the Reign of King Henry the 8th Plays were acted by the Clerks of Clerkenwell.