Wits recreations. Selected from the finest fancies of moderne muses

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Title: Wits recreations. Selected from the finest fancies of moderne muses
Publication: London :: Printed by R[ichard] H[odgkinson and Thomas Paine] for Humphry Blunden at the Castle in Corn-hill,; 1640.
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Subject terms: English wit and humor -- Early works to 1800.; Epigrams, English -- Early works to 1800.; Epitaphs -- England -- Early works to 1800.; Proverbs, English -- Early works to 1800.
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Cite this Item: "Wits recreations. Selected from the finest fancies of moderne muses." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A15606.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 17, 2024.

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411 On a Gallant.
Sirrah come hither, boy, take view of me,
My Lady I am purpos'd to go see;
What, doth my Feather flourish with a grace?
And this my curled hair become my face?
How decent doth my doublet's forme appear?
I would I had my sute in Hounds-ditch here.
Do not my Spurs pronounce a silv••r sound?
Is not my hose-circumference profound?
Sir these be well, but there is one thing ill,
Your Taylor with a sheet of paper-bill,
Vow's he'll be paid, and Sergeants he hath fee'd▪
Which wait your comming forth to do the deed.
Boy God-a-mercy, let 〈◊〉〈◊〉 Lady stay,
I'le see no Counter for her sake to day▪