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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On Mr. Owen's Death, Butler of a Colledge.

VVHy Death did honest Owen so soon catch,
Into my mind it cannot eas'ly sink,
Unless that Death came to the Buttery Hatch,
And honest Owen would not make him drink.

If it be so, then Owen 'twas thy fault,
That Death, instead of Drink, made thee his Draught.
Not so, nor so; for Owen gave him Liquor;
Death being fox'd, took him away the quicker.
Yet be content, let care ne'er trouble thy mind,
Though the Butlers gone, the Keys are left behind.