Center is known weak-sighted, and he sells To others store of helpful spectacles. Why wears he none? Because we may suppose, Where leaven wants, there level lies the nose. 410. UPON SKINNS. EPIG. Skinns, he dined well to-day: how do you think? His nails they were his meat, his rheum the drink. 411. UPON PIEVISH. EPIG. Pievish doth boast that he's the very first Of English poets, and 'tis thought the worst. 412. UPON JOLLY AND JILLY. EPIG. Jolly and Jilly bite and scratch all day, But yet get children (as the neighbours say). The reason is: though all the day they fight, They cling and close some minutes of the night. 419. UPON PATRICK, A FOOTMAN. EPIG. Now Patrick with his footmanship has done, His eyes and ears strive which should fastest run. 420. UPON BRIDGET. EPIG. Of four teeth only Bridget was possest; Two she spat out, a cough forced out the rest. 424. UPON FLIMSEY. EPIG. Why walks Nick Flimsey like a malcontent! Is it because his money all is spent? No, but because the dingthrift now is poor, And knows not where i' th' world to borrow more. 425. UPON SHEWBREAD. EPIG. Last night thou didst invite me home to eat; And showed me there much plate, but little meat. Prithee, when next thou do'st invite, bar state, And give me meat, or give me else thy plate. 428. UPON ROOTS. EPIG. Roots had no money; yet he went o' the score, For a wrought purse; can any tell wherefore? Say, what should Roots do with a purse in print, That had not gold nor silver to put in't? 429. UPON CRAW. Craw cracks in sirrop; and does stinking say, Who can hold that, my friends, that will away? 430. OBSERVATION. Who to the north, or south, doth set His bed, male children shall beget. 433. PUTREFACTION. Putrefaction is the end Of all that nature doth intend. 434. PASSION. Were there not a matter known, There would be no passion. 435. JACK AND JILL. Since Jack and Jill both wicked be; It seems a wonder unto me, That they, no better do agree. 436. UPON PARSON BEANES. Old Parson Beanes hunts six days of the week, And on the seventh, he has his notes to seek. Six days he hollows so much breath away, That on the seventh, he can nor preach or pray. 438. SHORT AND LONG BOTH LIKES. This lady's short, that mistress she is tall; But long or short, I'm well content with all. 440. UPON ROOK. EPIG. Rook he sells feathers, yet he still doth cry Fie on this pride, this female vanity. Thus, though the Rook does rail against the sin, He loves the gain that vanity brings in. 456. UPON SPUNGE. EPIG. Spunge makes his boasts that he's the only man Can hold of beer and ale an ocean; Is this his glory? then his triumph's poor; I know the tun of Heidleberg holds more. 464. UPON ONE WHO SAID SHE WAS ALWAYS YOUNG.