A strappado for the Diuell Epigrams and satyres alluding to the time, with diuers measures of no lesse delight. By Misosukos, to his friend Philokrates.

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A strappado for the Diuell Epigrams and satyres alluding to the time, with diuers measures of no lesse delight. By Misosukos, to his friend Philokrates.
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Brathwaite, Richard, 1588?-1673.
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At London :: Printed by I. B[eale] for Richard Redmer and are to be sold at the west dore of Pauls at the Starre,
1615.
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To the hopefull young Gentle∣man, and his experienced friend, Mr. CHEATER. ANAGRAMM. TEACHER.

Teacher you are, for you haue taught me more, Then I was taught in all my life before.

A GRATVLATORY Epigram.

TO thee (young youth) these youngling lines I write Stor'd with my best of wishes: may delight

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Crowne that long-wisht for Nuptial bed of thine, (Which should haue been) if Fate had granted mine With many happy nights: Blest be my fate, Since what one friend has is communicate Vnto an other, that my loue should end, And ending, giue beginning to my friend. But why say I its ended? sith by thee, A three-loues song beares descant merily. And thus it is: I lou'd her, where thou art, Shee thee, thou mee; thre louers in one heart: Shee thine, thou mine (if mine thou stil'd may be) Makes her in being thine, espows'd to me.
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