Epigram

ON A CERTAIN LORD'S PASSION FOR A SINGER .

N ERINA'S angel voice delights;
Nerina's devil-face affrights;
How whimsical her Strephon's fate,
Condemn'd at once to like and hate!
But be she cruel, be she kind,
Love! strike her dumb, or make him blind.

On the Lady E. M.

Her Prudence, Wit and Memory being told,
Death seiz'd her streight; mistook her to be old.
A sheet of Bacon 's catch'd at more, we know,
Than all sad Fox , long Holinshead or Stow .
She was but Eight; yet judgment had such store,
Upon a just Compute she dy'd Threescore.
Ladies, take heed how to be wise you try,
For 'tis resolv'd, who will be wise must dye.

On Judg Ask

On Judg Ask.

Who ist that Rides our Circuit? Ask
And you may quickly read his name
For 'tis in noe Disguise nor Mask
But As with K: spell heer the same
And to's Profession This relates
Whilst t'other His Nature denotates.

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