If full, we charme; then call upon

Anacreon

To grace the frantick thyrse:

And having drunk, we raise a shout
Throughout,

To praise his verse.

Then cause we Horace to be read,
Which sung or seyd,

A goblet, to the brim,

Of lyrick wine, both swell'd and crown'd, A round

We quaffe to him.

Thus, thus we live, and spend the houres, In wine and flowers;

And make the frolick yeere,

The month, the week, the instant day

To stay

The longer here.

Come then, brave Knight, and see the cell Wherein I dwell;

And my enchantments too;

Which love and noble freedom is,

And this

Shall fetter you.

Take horse, and come; or be so kind
To send your mind,

Though but in numbers few,

And I shall think I have the heart,

Or part..

Of Clipseby Crew.

TO HIS WORTHY KINSMAN, MR. STEPHEN SOAME.

NOR is my number full, till I inscribe

Thee, sprightly Soame, one of my righteous tribe: A tribe of one lip, leven, and of one

Civil behaviour and religion :

A stock of saints, where ev'ry one doth weare

A stole of white, and canonized here;

Among which holies be thou ever known,

Brave kinsman, markt out with the whiter stone,
Which seales thy glorie, since I doe prefer
Thee here in my eternall calender.

TO HIS TOMB-MAKER.

Go I must; when I am gone,
Write but this upon my stone;
Chaste I liv'd, without a wife,
That's the story of my life.
Strewings need none, every flower
Is in this word, batchelour.

GREAT SPIRITS SUPERVIVE.

OUR mortall parts may wrapt in seare-cloths lye ; Great spirits never with their bodies dye.

NONE FREE FROM FAULT.

OUT of the world he must who once comes in ;
No man exempted is from death or sinne.

UPON HIMSELFE BEING BURIED.

LET me sleep this night away,
Till the dawning of the day;
Then at th' opening of mine eyes,

I, and all the world shall rise.

PITIE TO THE PROSTRATE.

'Tis worse then barbarous cruelty to show
No part of pitie on a conquer'd foe.

WAY IN A CROWD.

ONCE on a lord-mayor's day, in Cheapside, when
Skulls co'd not well passe through that scum of men,
For quick dispatch, Skulls made no longer stay,

Then but to breath, and every one gave way;
For as he breath'd, the people swore from thence
A fart flew out, or a sir-reverence.

HIS CONTENT IN THE COUNTRY.

board

HERE, here I live with what my
Can with the smallest cost afford;
Though ne'r so mean the viands be,
They well content my Prew and me:
Or pea or bean, or wort or beet,
What ever comes, content makes sweet.
Here we rejoyce, because no rent
We pay for our poore tenement;
Wherein we rest, and never feare
The landlord or the usurer.

The quarter-day do's ne'r affright
Our peacefull slumbers in the night;
We eate our own, and batten more,
Because we feed on no man's score;
But pitie those whose flanks grow great,
Swel'd with the lard of other's meat.
We blesse our fortunes when we see

Our own beloved privacie ;

And like our living, where w'are known

To very few, or else to none.

THE CREDIT OF THE CONQUERER.

He who commends the vanquisht, speaks the power,
And glorifies the worthy conquerer.

ON HIMSELFE.

SOME parts may perish, dye thou canst not all; The most of thee shall scape the funerall.

UPON ONE-EY'D BROOMSTED.

EPIG.

BROOMSTED a lamenesse got by cold and beere ;
And to the bath went to be cured there;
His feet were helpt, and left his crutch behind;
But home return'd, as he went forth, halfe blind.

THE FAIRIES.

If ye will with Mab find grace,

Set each platter in his place;

Rake the fier up, and get

Water in, ere sun be set.

Wash your pailes and clense your dairies,

Sluts are loathsome to the fairies;

Sweep your house; who doth not so,

Mab will pinch her by the toe.

TO HIS HONOURED FRIEND, M. JOHN WEARE,

COUNCELLOUR.

DID I or love, or could I others draw

To the indulgence of the rugged law;
The first foundation of that zeale sho'd be

By reading all her paragraphs in thee,