Of livings, some say, but of manners more;
In whose streight chearefull age a man might see
Well govern’d fortune, bounty wise and free.
He was our guide to Leister, save one mile,
There was his dwelling, where wee stay’d awhile,
And dranke stale beere, I thinke was never new,
Which the dun wench that brought it us did brew.
And now wee are at Leister, where wee shall
Leape ore six steeples, and one hospitall
Twice told; but those great landmarkes I referr