Epigram.
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A Scholer newly entred marriage life Following his studdie did offend his wife, Because when she his company expected, By bookish busines she was still neglected: Comming unto his studdy, Lord (quoth she) Can papers cause you love them more than mee: I would I were transform’d into a Booke That your affection might upon me looke, But in my wish, withall be it decreed, I would be such a Booke you love to reede, Husband (quoth she) which books form should I take, Marry (said hee) t’were best an Almanacke, The reason wherefore I doe wish thee so, Is, every yeare wee have a new you knowe.
