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By those sweet cheekes where loue incamped lies,
Oh Rosalind, then be thou pitifull,
A blithe and bonny country lasse,
Sate sighing on the tender grasse,
And weeping said, will none come woo me?
A smicker boy a lither swayne,
Heigh ho, a smicker swayne,
With smiling lookes strait came vnto her.
When as the wanton wench espide,
The swayne that saw her squint eide kind,
His arms about her body twined,
And faire lasse, how faire yee? well.
The country Kit said well forsooth,
But that I haue a longing tooth,
If that be all, the shepheard said,
He make thee wine it, gentle maide,
And God send euery pretty peate,
I HAVE by no means exhausted the subject of rare Poetical Tracts, which are to be found, either in the Museum, or in the Collections of my friends; but wishing to exhibit to the reader as various amusement as possible, I shall close this part of my work with a brief description of some rarer Epigrammatic productions of the earliest period.
1. "THE LETTING OF HUMORS BLOOD IN THE HEAD-VAINE, with a New Morissco, daunced by Seven Satyres upon the bottom of Diogenes Tubbe.
Imprinted at London, by W. White. 1611." This must have been a very popular work in its day, as there were several editions of it under various titles. The author was Samuel Rowlands.
The following specimen shows how much Tarlton was praised and followed for his performance of the Clown's part.
When Tarlton clown'd it in a pleasant vaine,
Clownes knew the Clowne by his great clownish slop:
But now the're gulled, for present fashion sayes,
Alas, Delfridus keepes his bed, God knowes,
"THE MOUSE TRAP.
Uni si possim placere sat est.
Printed at London, for F. B. dwelling at the Flower de Luce and Crowne, in Pauls Church Yard. 1606."
This collection of Epigrams, is not mentioned by Warton. It is inscribed by the author "To his no little respected Friend, little John Buck, I dedicated this my little."
Brutus, that brave and compleat Cavalier,
Faunus for feates of fencing beares the bell,
With other sundry gifts more excellent;
Persuade not Romulus to take a wife,
Who is to wedlock sworne an enemie, And ever vowes to lead a single life,
Which he accompts most honest purity. Besides a thousand reasons that constraines him, Amongst the rest, a marchants wife maintains him.
Paulus, a pamphlet doth in preze present,
Unto his Lord, "The Frutes of idle Time," Who far more carelesse then therewith content, Wished he would convert it into rime,