639. UPON LUNGS. EPIG.
Lungs, as some say, ne'er sets him down to eat
But that his breath does fly-blow all the meat.
650. UPON COB. EPIG.
Cob clouts his shoes, and, as the story tells,
His thumb nails par'd afford him sparrables.
Sparrables, "sparrow-bills," headless nails.
652. UPON SKOLES. EPIG.
Skoles stinks so deadly, that his breeches loath
His dampish buttocks furthermore to clothe;
Cloy'd they are up with arse; but hope, one blast
Will whirl about, and blow them thence at last.
661. UPON JONE AND JANE.
Jone is a wench that's painted;
Jone is a girl that's tainted;
Yet Jone she goes
Like one of those
Whom purity had sainted.
Jane is a girl that's pretty;
Jane is a wench that's witty;
Yet who would think,
Her breath does stink,
As so it doth? that's pity.