DROLLERY,

OR,

A COLLECTION

Jovial Poems,

Of Merry Songs,

{Witty

Witty Drolleries.

Intermixed with Pleasant
CATCHES.

The First Part.

Collected by

W.N. C.B. R.S. J.G.

Lovers of Wit.

LONDON,

[IS. 3d.]

Printed by J. W. for P. H. and are to be Sold at the New Exchange, WestminsterHall, Fleet Street, and Pauls Church-Yard. [May 1661.]

EXTRA

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EXTRA SONGS & POEMS,

IN

Merry Drollery, 1661:

(Omitted from the Editions of 1670, 1691, when New Songs were substituted for them.)

I. IN PART FIRST.

I

Loves Dream.

Dreamt my Love lay in her bed,

It was my chance to take her,
Her arms and leggs abroad were spread,
She slept, I durst not wake her;

O pitty it were, that one so rare
Should crown her head with willow:
The Tresses of her golden hair
Did crown her lovely Pillow.

Me thought her belly was a hill
Much like a mount of pleasure,
At foot thereof there springs a well,
The depth no man can measure ;
About the pleasant Mountain head
There grows a lofty thicket,
Whither two beagles travelled
To rouze a lively Pricket.

They hunted him with chearful cry
About that pleasant Mountain,
Till he with heat was forc'd to fly

And slip into that Fountain;

[page 11.]

[al. lect., Did kisse]

The Dogs they follow'd to the brink,

And there at him they baited:

They plunged about and would not sink,
His coming out they waited.