Vpon a Patron, who was at home, and yet abroad

There is a Patron, to expresse his name,
I thinke it needlesse, for you may coniecture,
Who tis by dumbe showes: yet Ile reade a Lecture,
Vpon's Anatomy: "He thinks no shame
To be at home, yet to deny the same,
By one of's Pander porters: he is proud
Of a new Title giuen him, yet it's stale,
Knight-hood I wish: for's speech he speaks a tale,
With a Beere-brewers Grace, as for his bloud,
He saies he can deriu't from Robin hood,
And his May-Marian, and I thinke he may,
For's Mother plaid May-Marian tother day.

If a rich country-Boore come to present him,
With Pigge or Goose, he shall no sooner come,
But the gate's open, and the Knight's at home,
Where the Dog-fawning Knight will question him,
Why he from's house has so long absent beene?
Yet tother day, a Poet whom he lou'd,
At least protested so; knocking at's gate,
Was full two houres enforced there to waite,
And still he staid to find his loue approu'd,
Till th'Brazen head spake, through a casement mou'd,
(The Knight I meane) but seeing who it was,
I'me not at home (quoth he) good Poet passe.