London drollery, or, The wits academy being a select collection of the newest songs, lampoons, and airs alamode : with several other most ingenious peices [sic] of railery, never before published / by W.H.

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Title: London drollery, or, The wits academy being a select collection of the newest songs, lampoons, and airs alamode : with several other most ingenious peices [sic] of railery, never before published / by W.H.
Author: Hicks, William, fl. 1671.
Publication: London :: Printed by F. Eglesfield ...,; 1673.
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Subject terms: Songs, English -- Texts.; English wit and humor.
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The Epilogue to the Widdow.
THe Stage is like a Gaming-house, where you
Still throw at all, we bring more old then new
And you of late have so succesful bin,
That to our cost, what e're we set, you win
But now we so much cunning understand
To loose but little, and to starve your hand,
We butter not, but take the safest way
To set you a small sum, a poor old Play
If you are kind, throw out for this one stake,
For faith 'tis all we can at present make
The Poets and the Players now are poor,
But in our next new house, we'l set you more.