Thy fathers house shall be the fairest still
15In Excester. Yet, methinks, for all their Wit,
Those wits that say nothing, best describe it.
Without it there is no Sense, only in this
Sleep is unlike a long Parenthesis.
Not to save charges, but would I had slept
20The time I spent in London, when I kept
Fighting and untrust gallants Company,
In which Natta, the new Knight, seized on me,