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Of Drunkennesse.
AS Willoughs noted so for tipling Trees,
Are barren, and but badges of disgrace;
As Fennes and Marshes, yeeld but nipping flyes,
But venemous fogges, and reptil's, bad and base:
Loe thus the boundlesse Independent shot,
Begets as sundry formes, and oft as vile;
As Phaebus does, when with embraces hot,
He beds the moist salacious mud of Nyle.
It changes some to Struthions, and as those
Forget their egges, their actions so doe these;
Demanding when they wake, how came the blowes,
What have we done, they should our weapons seise?
Some men it does to mimick anticks foole;
Change some to subtle Foxes, that imploy
Their cups as Crucibles, wherein to boyle,
To sublimate a skill, to cosen by.
Some for obstreperous Geese it does designe.
Fills some with such Salt-Peter, that disputing
Of but some haire, or Mathematicke line,
They take immediate fire, with bloud confuting.