Musarum Deliciae: Or, the Muses Recreation, Contening Severall Pieces of Poetique Wit by Sr. J.M. and Ja : S. 1656, Том 2John Camden, 1817 |
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... Fencer , that challenged Church an Eng- lish Fencer . 371. On Gella 372. On I. Lipsius who his Gown to the V. a bequeathed . 114 406. On a Welshman . 114 Mary . 407. On Lungs • 114 373. On two striving to- gether 408. Ad Quintum . 115 ...
... Fencer , that challenged Church an Eng- lish Fencer . 371. On Gella 372. On I. Lipsius who his Gown to the V. a bequeathed . 114 406. On a Welshman . 114 Mary . 407. On Lungs • 114 373. On two striving to- gether 408. Ad Quintum . 115 ...
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... Fencer and Physick Doctor 169 701. On a Mad - man . 702. To Scilla . · 177 177 665. In Lusiam • 169 703. Nescis , quid serus 666. Kisses . 170 vesper vehat • . 178 667. A Civilian 170 704. To Ficus 178 668. Rainaldo , and Rei- ner 170 ...
... Fencer and Physick Doctor 169 701. On a Mad - man . 702. To Scilla . · 177 177 665. In Lusiam • 169 703. Nescis , quid serus 666. Kisses . 170 vesper vehat • . 178 667. A Civilian 170 704. To Ficus 178 668. Rainaldo , and Rei- ner 170 ...
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... Fencer , that challenged Church an English Fencer . The fencing Gaules in pride and gallant vaunt , Challeng'd the English at the Fencing skill , The Fencer Church , or the Church - Militant , His errors still reprov'd and knock'd him ...
... Fencer , that challenged Church an English Fencer . The fencing Gaules in pride and gallant vaunt , Challeng'd the English at the Fencing skill , The Fencer Church , or the Church - Militant , His errors still reprov'd and knock'd him ...
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... fencer art , Yet by thy weapon liv'st , th'ast one good part . 492. On Glaucus . Glaucus a man , a womans hair doth wear , And yet he wears the same comb'd out behind : So men the wallet of their faults do bear , For if before him , he ...
... fencer art , Yet by thy weapon liv'st , th'ast one good part . 492. On Glaucus . Glaucus a man , a womans hair doth wear , And yet he wears the same comb'd out behind : So men the wallet of their faults do bear , For if before him , he ...
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... Fencer and Physick Doctor . Lie thus ( the Fencer cryes ) thus must you guard , Thus must you slip , thus point , thus pass , thus ward , And if you kill him sir , this trick learn then With this same trick you may kill many men . A ...
... Fencer and Physick Doctor . Lie thus ( the Fencer cryes ) thus must you guard , Thus must you slip , thus point , thus pass , thus ward , And if you kill him sir , this trick learn then With this same trick you may kill many men . A ...
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agen alwayes ask'd asses eares beauty brest Cacus Charidemus costive cryes Cuckold Cupid dare dayes dead death Devill Dick dost doth drink Drusius dy'd e're ears eyes face faire fart fate feare Fencer fire fool Fulia gallant Gentleman give goes Gout grace hand hath head heart heaven hee'l I'le kisse knave Lady liv'd live lov'd lyes maid Mistresse Momus Mopsus Muses ne'r never night nose nought Ovid Phaulo Physitian Plutus Poet poor praise pray Priscus quoth rich rime Sack saith sayes selfe shew sing Sith Skrew soul Souldier speak stay strange sunne sure swears sweet tears tell th'art th'other thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast tongue true turn'd twas twill unto verse Vertue vext Vpon weare weep Welshman wife wine wise woman women wouldst young
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