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Different Humours.
T’OTHER day as I walk’d in the park,
the gentry being dress’d very fine.
They all went away at the noon time of day,
and for different taverns to dine.
The nobles to the King’s head will go,
the gentry to the sign of the crown;
The merchant you know to the gold fleece will go,
and away to the plough will the clown,
The drover at the savage may be found,
which humanity has mark’d with such scorn;
The huntsman you know to the hound he will go,
and the cuckold to the sign of the horn.
The clergy at the mitre will dine,
the soldier at the sign of the gun;
The butcher you know to the black bull will go,
and the friar to the sign of the nun.
The player at the Shakespear may be found,
the sailor to the anchor and cann;
The lawyer you know to the devil he will go,
anti the maid to the sign of the man.
