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17 My mouth it is round, and when joys abound, O then I sing wonderful clear. a Bell in a Steeple, the rope the tail, the wheel th ear

The greatest travellers that e'er were known, By sea or land, were mighty archers twin, No armour-proof or fenced wall of stone Could turn their arrows. bulwarks are in vain, Thro' princes courts and kingdoms far and near, As well in foreign parts as Christondom, But to the desarts they do seldom come.

Death the king of terrors, and Cupid the god of love.

Close in a cage a bird I keep, that sings both day and night, When other birds are fast sleep, it's notes yield sweet delight.

a Clock.

In great pain was a 'squire's daughter, She hired a young man soon after To give her a touch, tho' it was not much, Her sorrow was soon turn'd to laughter

a maid whose knee was out of joint, a Doctor set it, and she rejoiced.

No teeth I have and set bite, and when the bite is seen, According to my tender might, there is a mark of spleen.

a bush of Nettles.

Two brothers we are, great burdens we beat, by which we are bitterly prest. In truth we may say, we are full all the day, but empty when we go to rest

Pair of Shoe