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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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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Songs, English -- Texts.
English wit and humor.
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"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." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A43693.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 17, 2024.
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The Epilogue to the Beggars Wedding.
TOth' Beggars Trade, I've serv'd 2 Prentiships,For which I know I've tasted several whips:Give your advice, d'ye think I now am madeFree o'th' Beggars Company, and the Trade:My mind in secret to your ear I speak,Is such, as I am sure I shall not break,Unless in passion, when no meat I get,When Belly-timber wants, 'twill make one fret.
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For otherwise, when abroad I lead my Scorta,We each may say, Omnia mea, mecum porta,And being Philosophers, there's none will scantTheir pittance to us, that we ne'r shall want,Then let Boreas burst his cheeks, anth' Sea roar,The Beggars bark can ne'r be tumbled o'r:What fitter subject for my Muse can be,Than make Descriptions of our company;But being in hast, and for some causes vextI'll cease: and happily may say more i'th' next.
For the Beggars theam too well my fortunes fit,My Fancy's beggarly too, faith and so's my wit.
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