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THE Boys Whipt Home : OR , A RHYTHME UPON THE Apprentices Poem , &c. 13. Aug. 1681 WHat against Nature ! 'Prentice Poets too ? The Laurel Ravish'd by such things as you ! See how she fades , and shrinks from your command : Plant-Animal ! she flies your Artless hand . Long since she hated Noise and sooty smells , And in serene and quiet Champions dwells : The heavenly Muses scorn to be confin'd Within the Limits of a servile Mind : Their thoughts are boundless , as the Aetherial Sky , And born by wing'd Imagination , fly Above the reach of those that trembling stand , Beneath the Terror of a Masters Hand . Poor Boys ! Just from A-B-C Whippins come , That scarce secure from Atkins fate , their Bum : At a Cit's Table now preferr'd to wait , With Looks demure , to change a Greasie Plate ; Where they 've pick'd up some Tory-Scraps of State From the Grave Softness of their Masters Pate . Huge Politicians grown of mickle might ! Champions Equip't to Fight , to Write , to Sh— If Master gives 'um leave ; shut Cupboard too A Mouse will do as much as they can do . Poor Boys ! A brace of Bucks was made their cheer To shew their Courage , Hearted like a Deere , Whose spreading Horns foretel the future Fates Their Wives shall fix upon their graver Pates . Unhappy Youths ! misguided by your Zeal , Come mind your Shops , and not the Common-weal . To his most steady hand ; who stears the Throne Best , by that Sacred Judgment of his own : Around whose Temples rests a blisful Crown , Self guarded by the Powers of his Frown , 'Gainst all , but those insatiate Woolves of Rome May English Mastiffs proove their hasty Doom . But come Poor Boys , ye may in time be wise , Despair not , there are better ways to Rise : Follow your Trades , and you may chance to be , Thought worthy of their Masters Pedigree : His pretty modest Daughter hee 'l bestow , Which you 're acquainted with before , or so : To whom you 've sung Ballad-obscenity The very Zenith of your Poetry . When Shops shut down sitting on Jolted knee . Thus hopefully you 'l rise , and time may place An Aldermans upon your Beard-less Face : Where grunting out scarce sence , 't is understood The Apothegme of the Brother-hood . FINIS .

London , Printed for Lu. Smith , 1681.