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And luſtfull Aretine’s bawdy Leaves are his Evangeliſt-a.
VI.
Harry Nevill’s no Wigeon,
His practiſe truly ſtygian,
Makes it a Maſter-piece of wit to be of no Religion.
Harry Nevill’s no Wigeon,
His practiſe truly ſtygian,
Makes it a Maſter-piece of wit to be of no Religion.
VII.
But my good Lord Glyn Man,
Pride is a deadly ſinne Man,
Cots pluttera nails few Traitors be like you of all your kin Man.
But my good Lord Glyn Man,
Pride is a deadly ſinne Man,
Cots pluttera nails few Traitors be like you of all your kin Man.
VIII.
If Saint-John be a Saint Sir,
He hath a Deviliſh Taynt Sir,
While Straffords blood in Heavens High Court of Juſtice makes complaint Sir.
If Saint-John be a Saint Sir,
He hath a Deviliſh Taynt Sir,
While Straffords blood in Heavens High Court of Juſtice makes complaint Sir.
IX.
Doctor Palmer’s all day ſleeping,
And into his Heart ne’re peeping;
’Tis ill he that neglects his own, ſhould have All-ſouls in keeping.
Doctor Palmer’s all day ſleeping,
And into his Heart ne’re peeping;
’Tis ill he that neglects his own, ſhould have All-ſouls in keeping.
X.
Will. Bruerton’s a ſinner,
And, Croyden knowes, a Winner,
But O take heed, leſt he do eat the Rump all at one Dinner.
Will. Bruerton’s a ſinner,
And, Croyden knowes, a Winner,
But O take heed, leſt he do eat the Rump all at one Dinner.
XI.
Robin Andrews is a Miſer,
Of Coblers no deſpiſer,
Robin Andrews is a Miſer,
Of Coblers no deſpiſer,
And
