Epigram

Two Gentlemen of hot and fierie sprite, Tooke boate, and went up Westward to goe fight Imbarked both, for Wens-worth they set saile, And there ariving with a happie gaile, The Water-men discharged for their fare, Then to be parted, thus their mindes declare. Pray Ores (said they) stay heere and come not nie, We goe to fight a little, but heere by. The Water-men with staves did follow then, And cryd, oh holde your hands good Gentlemen, You know the danger of the law, forbeare: So they put weapons up and fell to sweare.