420. UPON BRIDGET. EPIG.
Of four teeth only Bridget was possest;
Two she spat out, a cough forced out the rest.
424. UPON FLIMSEY. EPIG.
Why walks Nick Flimsey like a malcontent!
Is it because his money all is spent?
No, but because the dingthrift now is poor,
And knows not where i' th' world to borrow more.
425. UPON SHEWBREAD. EPIG.
Last night thou didst invite me home to eat;
And showed me there much plate, but little meat.
Prithee, when next thou do'st invite, bar state,
And give me meat, or give me else thy plate.
428. UPON ROOTS. EPIG.
Roots had no money; yet he went o' the score,
For a wrought purse; can any tell wherefore?
Say, what should Roots do with a purse in print,
That had not gold nor silver to put in't?