- Before her lover's eyes; no ladies tell
- How their blood boils, how high their veins do
- swell.
- But what is worse no baudy mirth is here;
- (The wit of bottle-ale, and double beer)
- To make the wife of citizen protest,
- And country justice swear 'twas a good jest.
- Now, Sirs, you have the errors of his wit.
- Like, or dislike, at your own perils be't.
Francis Goldsmith
WAS the son of Francis Goldsmith, of St. Giles in the Fields in Middlesex, Esq; was educated under Dr. Nicholas Grey, in Merchant-Taylor's School, became a gentleman commoner in Pembroke-College in the beginning of 1629, was soon after translated to St. John's College, and after he had taken a degree in arts, to Grey's-Inn, where he studied the common law several years, but other learning more*. Mr. Langbaine says, that he could recover no other memoirs of this gentleman, but that he lived in the reign of King Charles the First, and obliged the World with a translation of a play out of Latin called,
Sophompaneas, or the History of Joseph, with Annotations, a Tragedy, printed 4to. Lond. 1640, and dedicated to the Right Hon. Henry Lord Marquis of Dorchester. This Drama was written by the admirable Hugo Grotius, published by him at Amsterdam 1635, and dedicated to Vossius, Professor of History and Civil Arts in
Wood Athen, Oxon. v.2. p.194.
