NONSENCE.
(Ashmole’s Museum, A. 37.)
Like to the thundring tone of unspoke speeches,
Or like a lobster clad in logicke breeches,
Or like the graye-furre of a crimson catt,
Or like the moone-calfe in a slip-shodde hatt:
Even such is hee who never was begotten
Untill his children were both dead and rotten.
Like to the fiery tombstone of a cabbage,