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NASH HIS DILDO
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THE MERIE BALLAD OF NASH HIS DILDO

[b. 1601]

[By Thomas Nash; Rawlinson MS. Poet. 216, leaves 96–106; also Petyt MS. (Inner Temple), 538, Vol. 43, f. viii. 295b)—hitherto unpublished: dedicated in Petyt MS. “To the right Honorable the Lord S(outhampton)”].

Pardon, sweete flower of Machles poesye,and fairest bud that euer red rose bare,although my muse, diuert from deepest care,presentes you with a wanton elegie.Ne blame my verse of loose inchastitye,for paynting forth the thinges that hidden be,only induced with varyetye,sith most men marke what I in speech descrie.
Complayntes and prayses every man can write,and passion foorth there loue in statly rime;but of loues pleasure none did e’re indite,that have succeeded in this latter time.
Accept of it, deare loue, in gentle parte,and better farr, ere large, shall honor thee.[? ere long]