Classic Poem

No Hubbub surnamd Hue & cry
Wide-mouthd o yes or curious Spy
(Whether Menippus in the moone
Or Cynicks Candle-Light at Noone
Lithgow with never a Word of Creed
or Tom: of Odcombe for a need)
No Colledge Siquis can discover
A Gentleman such as my Lover.
Whose Gentility if't bee scann'd
Is not deriued from his Land
As the Plow-men sprang your God
Triptolemus beneath a clod;
Who practises no comely Grace
How to forget his friends known Face,
nor after hee hath us'd his Paper
scornes his Declamation Draper;
eccho's no empty courtling sound
And complements not by rebound;
Can button up that Lust of talke
Your Gallants use it'h Dialect of their Hawke;
Commits no Rape on his Freinds Eare
With New-Yeares Gifts names hee giues his Deare —
A Buck, a Sow, a Sorrel, a pricket;
Bets not on White Rose nor on Crickett,
Nor takes the Glasse and 's sure to nick it;
Can argue upon better ground
Then his Quotation — lay ten pound;
Sweares not by's Wine because hee 's loth
To leaue a Drop of all his oath;
Rides no set stage of wordes; one story
Is not his Language Inventory,
Set al at once — Wit, Learning, Skill —
As if hee meant to make his will;
Nor like a superstitious Nunne
Talkes o're his Beads, ere hee hath done;
Nor that he may haue prase enough
Commas each sentence with a puffe,
Taking Tobacco least forsooth
The Goose of non plus come in 's mouth.