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First Line: Ere cherries ripe, and strawberries be gone
Last Line: That know not so much state, wrong, as they do.


Ere cherries ripe, and strawberries be gone,
Unto the cries of London I'll add one;
Ripe statesmen ripe: they grow in every street.
At six and twenty, ripe. You shall them meet,
And have them yield no savour, but of state.
Ripe are their ruffs, their cuffs, their beards, their gait,
And grave as ripe, like mellow as their faces,
They know the states of Christendom, not the places:
Yet have they seen the maps, and bought them too,
And understand them, as most chapmen do.
The councils, projects, practices they know,
And what each prince doth for intelligence owe,
And unto whom: they are the almanacs
For twelve years yet to come, what each state lacks.
They carry in their pockets Tacitus,
And the gazetti, or Gallo-Belgicus:
And talk reserved, locked up, and full of fear,
Nay, ask you, how the day goes, in your ear.
Keep a Star Chamber sentence close, twelve days:
And whisper what a proclamation says.
They meet in sixes, and at every mart,
Are sure to con the catalogue by heart;
Or, every day, some one at Rimee's looks,
Or Bills', and there he buys the names of books.
They all get Porta, for the sundry ways
To write in cipher, and the several keys,
To ope' the character. They have found the sleight
With juice of lemons, onions, piss, to write.
To break up seals, and close them. And they know,
If the States make peace, how it will go
With England. All forbidden books they get.
And of the powder plot, they will talk yet.
At naming the French king, their heads they shake,
And at the pope, and Spain slight faces make.
Or 'gainst the bishops, for the Brethren, rail,
Much like those Brethren; thinking to prevail
With ignorance on us, as they have done
On them: and therefore do not only shun
Others more modest, but contemn us too,
That know not so much state, wrong, as they do.





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