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Mynors Bright translation
An exceeding pretty lass, and right for the sport And in all this not so much as one Bought for the love of the binding three books Drinking of the King's health upon their knees in the streets Fashionable and black spots He and I lay in one press bed, there being two more He is, I perceive, wholly sceptical, as well as I He that must do the business, or at least that can hinder it He was fain to lie in the priest's hole a good while If it should come in print my name maybe at it In comes Mr. North very sea-sick from shore John Pickering on board, like an ass, with his feathers Made to drink, that they might know him not to be a Roundhead My Lord, who took physic to-day and was in his chamber Presbyterians against the House of Lords Protestants as to the Church of Rome are wholly fanatiques