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Versatile ingenium, The Wittie companion, or Jests of all sorts. From citie and countrie, court and universitie. : With an account of the life of the laughing philosopher Democritus of Abder̀a. / By Democritus Junior.
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- Versatile ingenium, The Wittie companion, or Jests of all sorts. From citie and countrie, court and universitie. : With an account of the life of the laughing philosopher Democritus of Abder̀a. / By Democritus Junior.
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- Burton, Robert, 1577-1640.
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- Anno 1679.
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wife coming to meet and welcome him home, brought a little boy in her arms of a twelve month old; which he percieveing, Umph, says he: And umph, says she, again, you might have come home sooner then: Why, says he, I came home as soon as my conveniency would give me leave: Well, says he, whose child is this? Why mine, says she, and that that is mine is yours, for I can lawfully call no∣thing my own but my Ring, Fillet and Hair-lace, and therefore the child is yours: How will you prove it, says he? Why thus, says she, here hold it in your Arms; and as he took it, Now, says she, I freely give it you: Nay now, says he, I am satisfied, and know 'tis mine; therefore prithee get it a good Nurse: for I'll have none of my children that comes so easily to be nurst at home.