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And that my Mellons prove no better than
Those lovely Pompe'ons, which in Barbican,
Fencers, and Vaulters Widowes please to eat,
Not as a Sallad, but cheap-filling-meat;
Thinke then I'm dead indeed; and that they were
Early bequeath'd, but pay'd too late i'th Yeare:
So the just scornes, of your lov'd wit, no more
Can hazard mee, but my Executor.
Those lovely Pompe'ons, which in Barbican,
Fencers, and Vaulters Widowes please to eat,
Not as a Sallad, but cheap-filling-meat;
Thinke then I'm dead indeed; and that they were
Early bequeath'd, but pay'd too late i'th Yeare:
So the just scornes, of your lov'd wit, no more
Can hazard mee, but my Executor.
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