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61. Half limp half strut as Jerry hied

First Line:
Half limp half strut as Jerry hied
Last Line:
Nor dream at night in sleeves of lawn
DMI number:
33531

62. Good God what means this sudden alteration

First Line:
Good God what means this sudden alteration
Last Line:
For if he rise he'll gaol us all for treason
DMI number:
43063

63. Good lord what a pass is this world brought to

First Line:
Good lord what a pass is this world brought to
Last Line:
And first find a needle in a bottle of hay
DMI number:
42940

64. Good people I pray now attend to my muse

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Good people I pray now attend to my muse
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My muse she grows weary and thus she doth end | With pox o' chancellor villainous chancellor | Damnable chancellor oh
DMI number:
42346

65. Having spent all my coin

First Line:
Having spent all my coin
Last Line:
And beat out my brains with the steeple
DMI number:
5851

66. Hence satire's power tis her corrective part

First Line:
Hence satire's power tis her corrective part
Last Line:
And slaves and sycophants surround in vain
Author:
John Brown (Absolute)
DMI number:
30878

67. Her friars holy Rome does Fathers call

First Line:
Her friars holy Rome does Fathers call
Last Line:
Few have more daughters or more sons than they
DMI number:
15823

68. Here lives the wolf justice a butcherly knave

First Line:
Here lives the wolf justice a butcherly knave
Last Line:
We'll die at our doors ere in Smithfield we'll burn
Author:
Stephen College (Confident)
DMI number:
4871

69. Here lives the wolf justice and butcherly knave

First Line:
Here lives the wolf justice and butcherly knave
Last Line:
We'll die at our doors ere in Smithfield we'll burn
Author:
Stephen College (Confident)
DMI number:
42318

70. How fleeting is honour who'd strive to be great

First Line:
How fleeting is honour who'd strive to be great
Last Line:
Then whip goes the seal and adieu my Lord K----r
DMI number:
5885