Nor is this all which we do sing,
For of your praise the world must ring:
Reader, unto your tackling look,
For there is coming forth a book
Will spoyl Joseph Barnesius
The sale of Rex Platonicus.
AN
ANSWER TO THE FORMER SONG,
IN LATIN AND ENGLISH,
BY ⸺ LAKES.
(From an Autograph in the Editor’s possession.)
A ballad late was made,