A Century of Parody and Imitation

by Unknown

Three paces and a stride,

I sent my lefte foot dexterously

Seven inches thro' his side.

Complaineth of foul play and falleth down in ane trance.

'Up came the seconde from the vanne;

We had scarcely fought a round,

When someone smote me from behinde,

And I fell down in a swound:

One acteth the parte of Job's comfortere.