Whatever Sorrow doth befall,
so will good Wine, so will good Wine.
But if you'l believe me,
i'le tell you true,
What good Women are like unto,
Wine, Wine, Women and Wine,
thus you may compare them to.
Printed for J. Williamson,[111] at the Sun and Bible in Cannon Street near London Stone.
[111] Published in 1665.
[17.] A Welch man in heat of blood, challenged an Englishman at Sword and Buckler; but the Englishman giving him a lusty blow on the leg which vext him, he threw down his Weapon, swearing Splut, was not her Buckler broad enough, but her must hit her on the leg?