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 June 15, 2024.

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On a Maid that dy'd for Love, her Parents not giving Consent.

HE that would write an Epitaph for thee, Must be a Lover, yet from Love be free. If not a Lover, how can he express In lively Lines the sum of thy distress. And if in Love, then every word and verse Doth unto him his Destinie rehearse: Then every stroke his nimble Pen doth give, Doth wound his heart, & teach him how to live.

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A Quill pluck'd from fierce Cupids Wing must be His Pen, his Ink must come from Aganipe: How can his Eyes be dry, when he doth tell That from thine Eyes great Showers have often fell.
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