_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,
A place with my Neighbours at whiping the Cat.
_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 SHARPEST._
My Nose is the Sharpest good Neighbours mark well,
The smoak of a Banquet three Mile I can smell;
Forged and shaped so sharp at the End,
Makes known that I pass not what others do spend.
Yet must my Nose spiced most orderly be,
With Nutmegs and Ginger, or else 'tis not for me;
And so to the bottom the same I commit,
Of every Man's cup whereas I do sit.
My Nose is the foremost you see at each Feast,
Of all other Noses the principal Guest:
Then let my Nose challenge as sharp as it shows,
The chiefest of every good and bad Nose.
_All Sing._