A Complaint TO see a strange outlandish fowl, A quaint baboon, an ape, an owl, A dancing bear, a giant’s bone, A foolish engine move alone, A morris-dance, a puppet-play, Mad Tom to sing a roundelay, A woman dancing on a rope, Bull-baiting also at the Hope, A rimer’s jests, a juggler’s cheats, A tumbler showing cunning feats, Or players acting on a stage, There goes the bounty of our age : But unto any pious motion There’s little coin and less devotion. |
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