Of Curio.

Curio threats my death in an Epigrame,
Yfayth hee'le eate his word, he is too blame,
And yet I think hee'le write; then ware of bleeding,
Nay feare not, he writes nothing worth the reading.

Oc Lodius.

Clodius oft sayth he hath chaleng'd beene by many,
But neuer tells me he hath answered any.

Of Riuus.

Once Riuus saw a pretty lasse,
And liquorous tooth'd desir'd to tast,
But knowing not how to bring't to passe,
He vow'd to hange himselfe in hast:
I feard him not, the wench was gone,
And he was loth to hang alone.

Of the same.

I saw not Cotta thys halfe yeere before,
When he was angry that I spoke not to him,
He hath no reason to take it so sore,
Being so painted that I did not know him.

Of Cotta.

Behold a wonder, neuer seene before,
Yonder's Cotta's picture, dauncing trenchmore.

To Gue.

Gue , hang thy selfe for woe, since gentlemen
Are now growne cunning in thy apishnes:
Nay, for they labour with their foolishnes
Thee to vndoe, procure to hang them then:
It is a strange seeld seene vncharitie,
To make fooles of themselues to hinder thee.

Of Paule.

Paule daily wrongs me, yet he daily sweares
He wisheth me as well as to his soule:
I know his drift, to damne that he naught cares
To please his body: therefore (good friend Paule )
If thy kind nature will affoord me grace,
Heereafter loue me in thy bodies place.

Of a railing humour.

(Good Lord) that men should haue such kennel wits
To thinke so well of a scald railing vaine,
Which soone is vented in beslauered writs,
As when the cholicke in the gutts doth straine,
With ciuill conflicts in the same embrac't.
But let a fart, and then the worst is past.

Of Fabler.

Since marriage, Faber's prouder then before,
Yfayth his wife must take him a hole lower.

Of Matho.

Matho in credite bound to pay a debt,
His word engagde him for, doth still replie,
That he will aunswere it with sophistrie,
And so deferres daily to aunswere it:
Experience now hath taught me sophistrie,
He gaue me his word; that is, he coussend me.