Leech boasts, he has a pill, that can alone
With speed give sick men their salvation:
'Tis strange, his father long time has been ill,
And credits physic, yet not trusts his pill:
And why? he knows he must of cure despair,
Who makes the sly physician his heir.
317. TO A MAID.
You say, you love me! that I thus must prove:
It that you lie, then I will swear you love.
326. UPON GREEDY. EPIG.
An old, old widow Greedy needs would wed,
Not for affection to her or her bed;
But in regard, 'twas often said, this old
Woman would bring him more than could be told.
He took her; now the jest in this appears,
So old she was, that none could tell her years.
357. LONG AND LAZY.
That was the proverb. Let my mistress be
Lazy to others, but be long to me.
358. UPON RALPH. EPIG.
Curse not the mice, no grist of thine they eat;
But curse thy children, they consume thy wheat.