Coffee-house jests. Refined and enlarged. By the author of the Oxford jests. The fourth edition, with large additions. This may be re-printed, Feb. 25. 1685. R.P.

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Title
Coffee-house jests. Refined and enlarged. By the author of the Oxford jests. The fourth edition, with large additions. This may be re-printed, Feb. 25. 1685. R.P.
Author
Hickes, William, fl. 1671.
Publication
London :: printed for Hen. Rhodes, next door to the Swan-Tavern, near Bride-Lane in Fleet street,
1686.
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English wit and humor -- Early works to 1800.
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"Coffee-house jests. Refined and enlarged. By the author of the Oxford jests. The fourth edition, with large additions. This may be re-printed, Feb. 25. 1685. R.P." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A43690.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 13, 2024.

Pages

304.

An Imperious Gentlewoman intending

Page 177

to make a great Feast for some of her Friends and Relations, sent one of her Servants (which formerly had been a Ser∣vitor in Oxford) to invite those Persons to the said Feast; and when he came back, she askt him what he had done? Madam, says he, I have commanded them all to come. Why, you impudent Raskal, says she, I com∣manded you to bid 'em. Alack-a-day, Madam says he, I wonder your Ladyship should talk so strangely; having been in the Imperative Mood so long your self, that you should not know, That to bid and command is all one there. Sirrah I bid you go out of my sight. Madam, says he, I am at your command; and is not that all one, when your Ladiship and I so well agree.

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