312. Nothing New.

Nothing is new: we walk were others went ;
There's no vice now but has his president.

313. On Cupid.

Cupid hath by his sly and subtill Art,
A certain Arrow shot, and pierc'd my heart;
What shall I doe to be reveng'd on love?
There is but one way, and that one I'll prove;
I'le steale his Arrows, and will head them new
With womens hearts, and then they'l ne'r fly true.

314. A Tobacconist.

All dainty meats I doe defie,

Which feed men fat as swine,

He is a frugall man indeed
That on a leaf can dine.

He needs no Napkin for his hands,

His fingers ends to wipe,

That keeps his Kitchin in a Box,

And roast-meat in a Pipe.

315. Feeble standing.

Mat being drunken, much his anger wreaks
On's wife; but stands to nothing that he speaks.

316. Long and Lazie.

That was the Proverb. Let my Mistriss be

Lazie to others; but be-long to me.

317. On the Tobacconist.

If mans flesh be like swines, as it is said
The Metamorphosis is sooner made:
Then full fac'd Gnatho no Tobacco take,
Smoaking your corps, lest Bacon you do make.

Tom I commend thee above all I know,
That sold'st thy cushion for a pipe of To-
For now 'tis like if e're thou study more,
Thou'lt sit to't harder than thou didst before.

319. On Button the grave-maker.

Ye powers above and heavenly poles,

Are

graves become but Button-holes?

320. On long hair.

Lucas long hair down to his shoulders wears,
And why? he dares not cut it for his ears.

321. To a stale Lady.

Thy wrinkles are no more, nor less,

Then beautie turn'd to sowerness.

The Crab of the wood

Is sawce very good,

For the Crab of the foaming Sea;

But the wood of a Crab

Is sawce for a drab

VOL. II.

That will not her husband obey.

H

Would you with Cajus offer now confer
In such a familiar sort as heretofore?.
And not observe he's grown an Officer,
That looks for adoration ten times more?
Tut! what of pedegree, or turpe domo,
Tis not so now ye see, nam ecce homo.

If adverse fortune bring to passe,
And will that thou an asse must be ;
Then be an asse, and live an asse,

For out of question wise is he

That undergoes with humble mind,

The state that chance hath him assign'd.

325.

On a pretender to Prophecy.

Ninety two years the world as yet shall stand,

If it do stand or fall at your command;

But say, who plac'd you not the worlds end nigher Lest ere you dy'd you might be prov'd a lyer ?

326. Mart. lib. 8. Epigr. 69.

Old Poets onely thou dost praise,

And none but dead ones magnifie;

Pardon Vocerta, thee to please,

I am not yet in mind to die.

For hundred-thousands Matho playes;

Olus what's that to thee?

Not thou by means thereof, I trow,

But Matho poor shall be.

328. Parcus profusus.

Old doting Claudus that rich miser known,
Made drunk one night, and jumping but with Joan
Was forc't not only to discharge the shot,
But keep the bastard which the gull ne'r got.

329. On Fr. Drake.

Sir Drake, whom well the worlds end knew,
Which thou didst compasse round,

And whom both Poles of Heaven once saw,
Which North and South do bound,

The Stars above would make thee known,
If men here silent were ;

The Sun himselfe cannot forget,

his fellow Traveller.

330. B. J. approbation of a copy of verses.

One of the witty sort of Gentlemen,

That held society with learned Ben-
Shew'd him some verses of a tragick sense
Which did his ear much curious violence;

But after Ben had been a kinde partaker

Of the sad lines, he needs must know the maker;
What unjust man he was, that spent his time,
And banish'd reason to advance his rime :
Nay gentle Ben, replyes the Gentleman,
I see I must support the Poet than ;
Although those humble strains are not so fit
For to please you, hee's held a pretty wit;
Is he held so? (sayes Ben) so may a Goos,
Had I the holding, I would let him loos.

Why wears Laurentius such a lofty feather?
Because he's proud and foolish both together.

When other gain much by the present cast,
The Coblers getting time, is at the last.

333. Domina prædominans.

Ill may Radulphus boast of rule or riches,
That lets his wife rule him, and wear the breeches.

334. On Doll

Doll she so soone began the wanton trade;
She ne'r remembers that she was a mayde.

335. To a Nose and Teeth very long.

Gape 'gainst the Sun, and by thy Teeth and Nose "Tis easie to perceive how the day goes.