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

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The most elegant and witty epigrams of Sir Iohn Harrington, Knight digested into foure bookes: three vvhereof neuer before published.
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Harington, John, Sir, 1560-1612.
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London :: Printed by G[eorge] P[urslowe] for Iohn Budge: and are to be sold at his shop in Paules Church-yard at the signe of the Greene Dragon,
1618.
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Epigrams, English.
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93 Of Monsters. To my Lady Rogers.

STrange-headed Monsters, Painters haue described▪ To which the Poets strange parts haue ascribed, As Ianus first two faces had assign'd him, Of which, one look't before, tother behind him: So men, may it be found in many places, That vnderneath one hood can beare two faces. Three-headed Cerberus, Porter of Hell, Is faind with Pluto, God of wealth to dwell. So still with greatest States, and men of might, Dogs dwell, that doe both fawne, and bark, & bite. Like Hydras heads, that multiply with wounds, Is multitude, that mutinie confounds: On what seu'n-headed beast the Strumpet sits, That weares the scarfe, sore troubleth many wits, Whether seu'n sinnes be meant, or else seu'n hils, It is a question fit for higher skils. But then of these, if you can rightly conster, A headlesse woman is a greater Monster.
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