The Battell betweene
Nethlesse they cannot say but we will take
A dire revenge upon them for the lie;
And since no conscience in a lye they make,
Their lye shall prove a truth, or we will dye:
For not a hole or corner shall be free,
Where any scraps or broken meat we see;
But whatsoe're we finde, without delay
Weele quickly eate it up, or beare away.
A dire revenge upon them for the lie;
And since no conscience in a lye they make,
Their lye shall prove a truth, or we will dye:
For not a hole or corner shall be free,
Where any scraps or broken meat we see;
But whatsoe're we finde, without delay
Weele quickly eate it up, or beare away.
And yet thinke not (Sir Frog) we gallants live
Vpon the refuse scraps or broken meat;
Or feed on fragments which foule trenchers give,
When greazy scullions make them cleane and neat,
Farre be it from a lordly Mouces tooth,
To taste the trash that ev'ry Pesant doth;
Well knowes a discreet Mouce to choose the best,
Though he for anger often eate the rest.
Vpon the refuse scraps or broken meat;
Or feed on fragments which foule trenchers give,
When greazy scullions make them cleane and neat,
Farre be it from a lordly Mouces tooth,
To taste the trash that ev'ry Pesant doth;
Well knowes a discreet Mouce to choose the best,
Though he for anger often eate the rest.
Nor are we so faint-hearted, if we chance
To meet a Pye or Pastie by the way,
Which like a Castle doth her selfe advance,
Scorning the battrie of our brave array;
But streight couragiously her wals we scale,
Or undermine them for to make her quaile:
If valour will not bring our wish to passe,
Our teeth shall pierce her crust as hard as brasse.
To meet a Pye or Pastie by the way,
Which like a Castle doth her selfe advance,
Scorning the battrie of our brave array;
But streight couragiously her wals we scale,
Or undermine them for to make her quaile:
If valour will not bring our wish to passe,
Our teeth shall pierce her crust as hard as brasse.
Sweet
