But stay, I shall be chid, methinks I hear
110A censure spread its wings to reach my ear,
Tell me I am conceited: then no more,
Go take thy chance, I turn thee out o' th' door.
Mart. ad lib. suum. Epig. 4
Aetherias lascive cupis volitare per auras,
I, fuge, sed poteras tutior esse domi.
Mart. lib. 4.
Si vis auribus Aulicis probari,
Exhortor moneoque te, libelle,