When with her handmaids alone, these her flagitious deeds,Citing fore-cited names for that she never could fancyEver a Door was endow'd either with earlet or tongue.Further she noted a wight whose name in public to mentionNill I, lest he upraise eyebrows of carroty hue;Long is the loon and large the law-suit brought they against himTouching a child-bed false, claim of a belly that lied.
To MANIUS ON VARIOUS MATTERS.When to me sore opprest by bitter chance of misfortuneThis thy letter thou send'st written wi' blotting of tears,So might I save thee flung by spuming billows of ocean,Shipwreckt, rescuing life snatcht from the threshold of death;