ide was amended and reprinted in 1672, the year
that England joined with France and again declared war on the Dutch. The
following verses with explanatory notes are from Timbs:

NEWS FROM THE COFFE HOUSE

You that delight in Wit and Mirth,
And long to hear such News,
As comes from all Parts of the _Earth_,
_Dutch_, _Danes_, and _Turks_, and _Jews_,
I'le send yee to a Rendezvouz,
Where it is smoaking new;
Go hear it at a _Coffe-house_,
_It cannot but be true_.

There Battles and Sea-Fights are Fought,
And bloudy Plots display'd;
They know more Things then ere was thought
Or ever was betray'd:
No Money in the Minting-house
Is halfe so Bright and New;
And comming from a _Coffe-house_
_It cannot but be true_.

Before the _Navyes_ fall to Work,
They know who shall be Winner;
They there can tell ye what the _Turk_
Last _Sunday_ had to Dinner;
Who last did Cut _Du Ruitters_[75] Corns,
Amongst his jovial Crew;
Or Who first gave the _Devil_ Horns,
_Which cannot but be true_.

A _Fisherman_ did boldly tell,
And strongly did avouch,
He Caught a Shoal of Mackarel,
That Parley'd all in _Dutch_,
And cry'd out _Yaw, yaw, yaw Myne Here_;
But as the Draught they Drew
They Stunck for fear, that _Monck[76] was there_,
_Which cannot but be true_.

* * * * *

There's nothing done in all the World,
From _Monarch_ to the _Mouse_
But every Day or Night 'tis hurld
Into the _Coffe-house_.
What _Lillie_[77] or what _Booker_[78] can
By Art, not bring about,
At _Coffe-house_ you'l find a Man,
_Can quickly find it out_.

They know who shall in Times to come,
Be either made, or undone,
From great _St. Peters street_ in _Rome_,
To _Turnbull-street_[79] in _London_;

* * * * *

They know all that is Good, or Hurt,
To Dam ye, or to Save ye;
There is the _Colledge_, and the _Court_,
The _Country_, _Camp_ and _Navie_;
So great a _Universitie_,
I think there ne're was any;
In which you may a Schoolar be
For spending of a Penny.

* * * * *

Here Men do talk of every Thing,
With large and liberal Lungs,
Like Women at a Gossiping,
With double tyre of Tongues;
They'l give a Broad-side presently,
Soon as you are in view,
With Stories that, you'l wonder at,
Which they will swear are true.

The Drinking there of _Chockalat_,
Can make a _Fool_ a _Sophie_:
'Tis thought