human
I always said there was something in him,
gpt
He was ever a clever dog though a mischievous one,
human
Dost think he will come back amongst us? inquired Teazle.
gpt
Methinks I long to look upon one who hath written three poems, a whole litany of sonnets, and two masques or mysteries.
human
An he do come amongst us again, said the head-bailiff,
gpt
I, for one, vote we make him master of the free school.
human
Nay, said Cramboy,
gpt
I know not how far to agree with you there, before we go to such lengths, let us peruse his works; there is some difference, my masters all, between teaching one's boys their _quis_, their _quæs_, and their _quods_, and writing jingling rhymes for the amusement of the Londoners and the Court.
human
Well, said the mayor,
gpt
Hath any one seen these poems you speak of?
human
Truly, I believe mine host hath a copy of one brought from London by a gentleman of the Court, and left behind him. I saw it myself not a week ago and looked at the title-page, 'tis called Tartquin and Lucrece, a very clever book, if I may judge from the look of the binding.
gpt
We will see that poem,