New-Maid Honour -

( IMITATED FROM MARTIAL )

A FRIEND I met some half-hour since —
" Good-morrow, Jack! " quoth I;
The new-made Knight, like any Prince,
Frown'd, nodded, and pass'd by;
When up came Jem — " Sir John, your Slave! "
" Ah, James; we dine at eight —
Fail not — (low bows the supple knave)
Don't make my lady wait."
The King can do no wrong? As I'm a sinner,
He's spoilt an honest tradesman and my dinner.

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