No More Learning

2. To get thy steerling, once again
I'll play thee such another strain
That thou shalt swear my pipe does reign
Over thine oat as sovereign. [_He sings_

_Chor. _ And Lalage shall tell by this,
Whose now the prize and wager is.

1. Give me the prize. 2. The day is mine.
1. Not so; my pipe has silenc'd thine:
And hadst thou wager'd twenty kine,
They were mine own. _Lal. _ In love combine.

_Chor. _ And lay ye down your pipes together,
As weary, not o'ercome by either.

_And lay_ ye _down your pipes_.
The original edition reads _And lay_
we _down_ our _pipes_.


717. TRUE SAFETY.

'Tis not the walls or purple that defends
A prince from foes, but 'tis his fort of friends.


718. A PROGNOSTIC.

As many laws and lawyers do express
Nought but a kingdom's ill-affectedness;
Even so, those streets and houses do but show
Store of diseases where physicians flow.


719. UPON JULIA'S SWEAT.

Would ye oil of blossoms get?
Take it from my Julia's sweat:
Oil of lilies and of spike?
From her moisture take the like.
Let her breathe, or let her blow,
All rich spices thence will flow.

_Spike_, lavender.


720. PROOF TO NO PURPOSE.