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631. Varus did lately me to supper call

First Line:
Varus did lately me to supper call
Last Line:
Pray take away your gold give us some pies
Author:
R. Fletcher (Confident)
DMI number:
15985

632. Varus invited me to sup of late

First Line:
Varus invited me to sup of late
Last Line:
So take away your plates or bring some meat
DMI number:
13484

633. Ventre bleu vere is dis dam poet vere

First Line:
Ventre bleu vere is dis dam poet vere
Last Line:
Sal all come here and damn him upon his tird day
Author:
George Farquhar (Speculation)
DMI number:
38340

634. Watchful to shun those snares which would my peace destroy

First Line:
Watchful to shun those snares which would my peace destroy
Last Line:
And lop this love of change that gives such distant joy
Author:
Elizabeth I (Confident)
DMI number:
1027

635. We are invited to dinner together

First Line:
We are invited to dinner together
Last Line:
In a masque and put her out
Author:
Benjamin Jonson (Absolute)
DMI number:
13986

636. We'll mock the time with fairest show

First Line:
We'll mock the time with fairest show
Last Line:
Fair face must hide what the false heart does know
Author:
William Shakespeare (Absolute)
DMI number:
18685

637. Unthinking fool wrong not thy reason so

First Line:
Unthinking fool wrong not thy reason so
Last Line:
Might quiet seek in courts and ease in hell
DMI number:
42249

638. What means this noise thou poor inglorious stream

First Line:
What means this noise thou poor inglorious stream
Last Line:
And riches gaudy now tomorrow disappear
DMI number:
10230

639. Well now gallants methinks you're all agog

First Line:
Well now gallants methinks you're all agog
Last Line:
That whilst I praise my ass we are not one
DMI number:
93

640. Well of all plagues which make mankind a sport

First Line:
Well of all plagues which make mankind a sport
Last Line:
And such each briton Frederick hopes from thee
Author:
Paul Whitehead (Absolute)
DMI number:
31393