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

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Title: The most elegant and witty epigrams of Sir Iohn Harrington, Knight digested into foure bookes: three vvhereof neuer before published.
Author: Harington, John, Sir, 1560-1612.
Publication: 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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97 Of the growth of Trees to Sir H. Port.
AT your rich Orchard, you to me did show,
How swift the Trees were planted there, did grow
Namely, an Elme, that in no long abode,
Did of a twigge, grow vp to be a loade.
But you would quite condemne your trees of slout••
Compar'd to our trees admirable grouth.
Our planters haue found out such secret skils,
With pipe and barrell-staues, and iron Mils;
That Okes, for which none ten yeeres since were wi••ling
To giue ten groats, are growne worth thirty shilling
At which I waxt so wood, I said in rage,
That thirst of Gold, makes this an Iron age.