Author William Cartwright Thou hadst four Teeth, good Elia , heretofore, But one Cough spit out two, and one two more: Now thou mayst Cough all day, and safely too; There's nothing left for the third Cough to do. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments