Past to the place where pouertie did dwel,
With frowning face and with a troubled brayne,
With woe and want, his vexed vaynes did swell,
With myrth and ioy the poore man did excel:
And being come vnto his house ymade
Of one poore hogsheadde, thus to him he sayde.
23.
“'Diogenes, thou lead’st a lothsome life,
Me thinke thou might’st much better spend thy time
Within my court, both thou and eeke thy wife: