A collection of the choicest epigrams and characters of Richard Flecknoe being rather a new work, then [sic] a new impression of the old.
Flecknoe, Richard, d. 1678?
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On the Dutchess of Monmouth's happy Child-birth.
NOw thanks to Heaven, what we have wisht for long,
And long have pray'd for, Monmouth has a Son.
His Lady safe deliver'd, and with her
Whole thousands are deliver'd of their fear.
Who hears this joyful news, and is not glad,
May they be ever deaf, and ever sad.
Now ye Physicians, you, who said that she
With so great danger should deliver'd be,
Who'll e'er believe you more? Unless you'll say,
You have no skill, and then indeed they may;
Or that each Midwife has more skill than you
•…n Child-births, then they may believe you too.
Mean time we clearly see you Liars are,
•…y these your false predictions of her.
•…nd now to prove you greater Liars, may
•…h' have many Children, and live many a day.
