est in the Kettle;
For redness and Goodness the virtue is such,
That all other Metal it serveth to touch.

Old smug, nor the Tinker that made us so merry,
With their brave Noses more red than a Cherry;
None here to my Challenge can make a denial,
When my Nose cometh thus bravely to Tryal.

_All Sing._

Room for good Noses the best in our Town,
Come fill the Pot Hostess, your Ale it is brown;
For his Nose, and thy Nose, and mine shall not quarrel,
So long as one Gallon remains in the Barrel.

_The LONGEST._

My Nose is the Longest no Man can deny,
For 'tis a just handful right, mark from mine Eye;
Most seemly down hanging full low to my Chin,
As into my Belly it fain would look in.

It serves for a Weapon my Mouth to defend,
My Teeth it preserveth still like a good Friend;
Where if so I happen to fall on the Ground,
My Nose takes the burthen and keeps my Face sound.

It likewise delighteth to peep in the Cup,
Searching there deeply 'till all be drank up;
Then let my Nose challenge of Noses the best,
The longest with Ladies are still in request.

_All Sing._

Room for, _&c._

_The THICKEST._

My Nose it is Thickest and Roundest of all,
Inriched with Rubies the great with the small;
No Goldsmith of Jewels can make the like show,
See how they are planted here all on a row.

How like a round Bottle it also doth hang,
Well stuffed with Liquor will make it cry twang;
With all, it is sweating in the midst of the Cold,
More worth to the honour than ransoms of Gold.

You see it is gilded with Claret and Sack,
A Food and fit cloathing for belly and back:
Then let my Nose challenge of all that be here,
To sit at this Table as chiefest in cheer.

_All Sing._

Room for, _&c._

_The Second Part._

_We have the best Noses that be in our Town,
If any bring better come let him sit down._

_The FLATEST._

My Nose is the Flatest of all that be here,
Devoid of all Danger and bodily fear;
When other long Noses let fly at a Post,
My Nose hath the advantage, well known to my Host.

For 'tis of the making of _Dunstable_ way,
Plain without turning as Travellers say,
Though no Nose but approveth to some disgrace,
It bringeth less trouble unto a good Face.

Then let me do homage to them that have best,
For all Nose and no Nose, are both but a Jest;
Yet my Nose shall Challenge although it be flat,