Love and honesty: or, The modish courtier. : What's here to do? a pretty modish song turn'd to a ballad? in troth I think e're long, a fourth part of the town will poets be, if that a line of wit they can but see: they must be medling and add further still, and never leave till all that's sence they kill: yet if I iudge aright, the vulgar sort are mightily beholding to them for't. The Duke of Monmouth's jigg. With allowance, Ro. L'Estrange. Feb. 8. 1676.