A collection of the choicest epigrams and characters of Richard Flecknoe being rather a new work, then [sic] a new impression of the old.

To Sir K. D.

WHilst with thy mighty wit we but compare Our petty ones, me thinks they pigmies are. And thine the Giant, with whose vast discourse, Whilst we'd be meddling fain, but want the force, Thy wit comes to't, and takes it up with ease, Turns it as light, and handles as thou please. Oh how I've long'd! when I've in company been, Where I've some insolent talking Tyrant seen; Usurping all th'discourse o'th' company, Whilst none must talk, none must be heard but he; T'have some such Tyrant-Conqueror as thou Enter the Room, but onely to see how My talking; Sir, would presently be husht, And his swoln insolence like a Bladder crusht. So have I seen some chattering Pye or Jay, Fright with their noise, the lesser Foul away. Until some mighty Eagle comes in sight, When strait themselves are husht, and put to flight.