The most elegant and witty epigrams of Sir Iohn Harrington, Knight digested into foure bookes: three vvhereof neuer before published.

54 Of an Aborne Rabbet.

LAte comming from the Palace of the best, (The centre of the men of better sence) My purse growne low, by ebbe of long expence: And going for supplyes into the West, My hoast to whom I was a welcome ghest, Makes me great cheere, but when I parted thence, My trustie seruant William tooke offence: (Though now God wot, it was too late to spare) That in the shot things too high prized are. And namely for two Rabbets twenty pence. The Tapster well enur'd to prate and face, Told they were white, and yong, and fat, and sweet: New kill'd, and newly come from Alborne chase: For that good fare, good paiment is most meete. I willing to make short their long debate, Bade my man pay the reck'ning at his rate: Adding, I know, a miser of his money, Giues more then ten pence for an Alborne Coney.