Frogs and Mice.
I am the Prince [1]Psicharpax, which in field
Dare meet a thousand crummes within the face,
All them encounter without speare or shield,
And bravely eate them up in little space,
Borne of [2]Troxarta that redoubted king,
Of whose heroick acts the world doth ring;
Both rich and poore my valiant father dread,
With so great courage he devoures their bread.
Dare meet a thousand crummes within the face,
All them encounter without speare or shield,
And bravely eate them up in little space,
Borne of [2]Troxarta that redoubted king,
Of whose heroick acts the world doth ring;
Both rich and poore my valiant father dread,
With so great courage he devoures their bread.
Lick-meale Lichomile, a royall Mouce,
My faire Queene-mother me conceiv'd hereby,
Vnder a pile of wood, behind a house:
(For at the present there the [3] Court did lye)
Where like the childe of Iove, within her lap,
I suckt sweet Nectar from her downe-soft pap,
Neatly she fed me in my yonger yeares
With milk, chees-curds, nuts, apples, figs & peares.
My faire Queene-mother me conceiv'd hereby,
Vnder a pile of wood, behind a house:
(For at the present there the [3] Court did lye)
Where like the childe of Iove, within her lap,
I suckt sweet Nectar from her downe-soft pap,
Neatly she fed me in my yonger yeares
With milk, chees-curds, nuts, apples, figs & peares.
In vaine you wish our honour should descend
(Because our birth is of no small regard)
To taste the pleasures that your palace lend,
With store of juncats and delights prepar'd:
"For they whose lives and natures disagree,
"Do hardly brooke to joyne in companie:
"Like will to like, those birds consort together,
"Whose wings are like in colour, and of feather.
(Because our birth is of no small regard)
To taste the pleasures that your palace lend,
With store of juncats and delights prepar'd:
"For they whose lives and natures disagree,
"Do hardly brooke to joyne in companie:
"Like will to like, those birds consort together,
"Whose wings are like in colour, and of feather.
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