It bringeth less trouble unto a good Face.
Then let me do homage to them that have best,
For all Nose and no Nose, are both but a Jest;
Yet my Nose shall Challenge although it be flat,
A place with my Neighbours at whiping the Cat.
All Sing.
Room for good Noses the best in our Town,
Come fill the Pot Hostess, your Ale it is Brown:
For his Nose, and thy Nose, and mine shall not quarrel,
So long as one Gallon remains in the Barrel.