Mirth and Metre consisting of Poems, Serious, Humorous, and Satirical; Songs, Sonnets, Ballads & Bagatelles. Written by C. Dibdin, Jun |
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LOOK YOU NOW!
There is a proferb ferry old,
Look you now! look you now;
If hur prudence must be told,
Look, &c.
This proferb is of golden rules,
Fery coot to caution fools—
“Never meddle with edge-tools.”
Look you now, &c.
Look you now! look you now;
If hur prudence must be told,
Look, &c.
This proferb is of golden rules,
Fery coot to caution fools—
“Never meddle with edge-tools.”
Look you now, &c.
There is a fable pat enough,
Look, &c.
A snake once lick'd a file so rough;
Look, &c.
So tore her tongue above, beneath,
Hur wish'd hur had not left the heath,
But “kept hur tongue between hur teeth.”
Look, &c.
Look, &c.
A snake once lick'd a file so rough;
Look, &c.
So tore her tongue above, beneath,
Hur wish'd hur had not left the heath,
But “kept hur tongue between hur teeth.”
Look, &c.
A story fery coot I've heard,
Look, &c.
There was a Turk who wore a peard;
Look, &c.
'Twas all hur pride, till once a clown
Pull'd it so—when, with a frown,
The angry turk was knock hur down!
Look, &c.
Look, &c.
There was a Turk who wore a peard;
Look, &c.
'Twas all hur pride, till once a clown
Pull'd it so—when, with a frown,
The angry turk was knock hur down!
Look, &c.
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