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Page 55:-
From thence with a Stomach empty,
To the Town of † Albane went I:
Where with Wine I was so undone,
As the Hand which guides to London:
In my blind Hand I received,
And her more Acquaintance craved.
Thence to th' Purse at Barnet known-a,
There the Bears were come to Town-a:
Two rude Hunks, 'tis Troth I tell ye,
Drawing near them, they did smell me:
And like two mishapen Wretches,
Made me, ay me, wrong my Breeches.
Thence to Highgate, where I viewed
* City I so dearly loved,
And th' Horn of Matriculation
Drank to th' Freshmen of our Nation;
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Author.
Even so is thy Dou-blet too long i' th' Wa-ast;
Go mend it thou Knave, go mend it.
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†
Here Alban was; his Tomb, his Title too;
"All Albion shew me such an Alban now.
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*
Seven Hills there were in Rome, and so there be
Seven Sights in New Troy crave our Memory:
1. Tombs, 2. Guild-hall Giants, 3.Stage-plays, 4.
Bedlam-poor.
5. Ostrich, 6. Bear-garden, 7. Lions in the Tow'r.
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