A biography for John Wilmothasn’t been written yet.
“Man differs more from Man, than Man from Beast.”
“For Hell and the foul fiend that rulesGod's everlasting fiery jails(Devised by rogues, dreaded by fools),With his grim, grisly dog that keeps the door,Are senseless stories, idle tales,Dreams, whimseys, and no more.”
“For all men would be cowards if they durst.”
“A kind of losing loadum is their game,Where the worst writer has the greatest fame.”
“Before I got married I had six theories about bringing up children; now I have six children, and no theories.”
“BOLLOXIMIAN:My pleasures for new cunts I will uphold,And have reserves of kindness for the old.I grant in absence dildo may be usedWith milk of goats, when once our seed’s infused.My prick no more to bald cunt shall resort—Merkins rub off, and often spoil the sport.POCKENELLO:Let merkin, sir, be banished from the court.PENE:'Tis like a dead hedge when the land is poor.”
“Cupid and Bacchus my saints are,May drink and love still reign,With wine I wash away my cares,And then to cunt again.”
“Now piercèd is her virgin zone;She feels the foe within it.She hears a broken amorous groan,The panting lover's fainting moan,Just in the happy minute.”
“Then, if to make your ruin more,You'll peevishly be coy,Die with the scandal of a whoreAnd never know the joy.”
“Before I married, I had three theories about raising children and no children. Now, I have three children and no theories.”
“Before I got married I had six theories about raising children; now, I have six children and no theories.”
“God bless our good and gracious King,Whose promise none relies on;Who never said a foolish thing,Nor ever did a wise one.”