s for the outside of his suit has paid, 405.

Maggot frequents those houses of good cheer, 391.

Mease brags of pullets which he eats; but Mease, 384.

Meg yesterday was troubled with a pose, 404.

Money thou ow'st me; prethee fix a day, 380.

Moon is a usurer, whose gain, 384.

Much-more provides and hoards up like an ant, 379.

Mudge every morning to the postern comes, 405.

Nis he makes verses; but the lines he writes, 403.

No question but Doll's cheeks would soon roast dry, 407.

Now Patrick with his footmanship has done, 387.

Of flanks and chines of beef doth Gorrell boast, 380.

Of four teeth only Bridget was possest, 387.

Of pushes Spalt has such a knotty race, 394.

Old Parson Beanes hunts six days of the week, 389.

Old Widow Prouse, to do her neighbours evil, 400.

Old Widow Shopter, whensoe'er she cries, 408.

Once on a Lord Mayor's day, in Cheapside, when, 392.

One silver spoon shines in the house of Croot, 408.

Pagget, a schoolboy, got a sword, and then, 378.

Parrat protests, 'tis he, and only he, 401.

Paske, though his debt be one upon the day, 384.

Paul's hands do give; what give they, bread or meat, 398.

Peapes, he does strut, and pick his teeth, as if, 401.

Pievish doth boast that he's the very first, 387.

Prickles is waspish, and puts forth his sting, 404.

Prigg, when he comes to houses oft doth use, 384.

Prig now drinks water, who before drank beer, 379.

Putrefaction is the end, 388.

Ralph pares his nails, his warts, his corns, and Ralph, 404.

Rasp plays at nine-holes; and 'tis known he gets, 386.

Reape's eyes so raw are that, it seems, the flies, 402.

Rook he sells feathers, yet he still doth cry, 389.

Root's had no money; yet he went o' the score, 388.

Rump is a turn-broach, yet he seldom can, 408.

Rush saves his shoes in wet and snowy weather, 409.

Science puffs up, says Gut, when either pease, 407.

Scobble for whoredom whips his wife and cries, 377.

Seal'd up with night-gum Loach, each morning lies, 400.

Shark when he goes to any public feast, 382.

Shift now has cast his clothes: got all things new, 385.

Sibb, when she saw her face how hard it was, 398.

Since Gander did his pretty youngling wed, 396.

Since Jack and Jill both wicked be, 389.

Skinns, he dined well to-day; how do you think, 386.

Skoles stinks so deadly, that his breeches loath, 396.

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