O these degenerate days!

O these degenerate days!

The Apothecaries morter spoiles the Luters musick.

The Apothecaries morter spoiles the Luters musick.

Let him laugh who wins.

Let him laugh who wins.

Into a mouth shut flies flie not.

Into a mouth shut flies flie not.

This is no time for staring about.

This is no time for staring about.

So still we glide down to the sea
Of fathomless eternity.

So still we glide down to the sea
Of fathomless eternity.

The world is now adayes, God save the Conquerour.

The world is now adayes, God save the Conquerour.

Neither head, nor feet. [Referring to anything very intricate.]

Neither head, nor feet. [Referring to anything very intricate.]

The smell of money is good, come whence it may. [Alluding to
Vespasian's tax on ordure.]

The smell of money is good, come whence it may. [Alluding to
Vespasian's tax on ordure.]