An old man and his Wives. Fab. 60.
AN aged lecher in the spring,
(Best time some say for marrying)
Because he would be soundly sped,
A brace of wives at once did wed,
The one was young, the other old,
Himselfe twice thirty years had told:
These three together dwelt and fed,
The old wife oft would scratch his head,
And that she might be held most deare,
Pulls out those haires did black appeare:
The younger wife that shee might hold
The fabulist metamorphosed and mytholigized, or, The fables of Esop translated out of Latine into English verse, and moralized, by R.A. ...
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- 1634.
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All the affection from the old,
A thing not hard to doe, they say,
As fast did pull out all the gray;
That in short time it came to passe,
As bald as any Coot he was;
And lookt so uncothly and ill,
Men pittied him a while, untill
They knew the cause, but then with laughter
They mockt and gier'd him ever after.
Morall.
From scofs and giers he cannot well befree,
That matches in old age for venerie.
Digresse.
Yet many such old dotards now adaies,
To match their goutie bones to wanton laies,
Count it a glorie, though they know they weave
A cap to hide their hornes, more than their haire.