145:01,000[' ]| 145:01,000[' ]| 145:01,001[A ]| At five this Morn, when Phoebus raised his head 145:01,002[A ]| From Thetis' Lap, I raised my self from bed 145:01,003[A ]| And mounting Steed, I Trotted to the waters, 145:01,004[A ]| The Rendezvous of fools, Buffoons, and Praters, 145:01,005[A ]| Cuckolds, whores, citizens, their wives and daughters. 145:01,006[A ]| My squeamish stomach, I with wine had bribed 145:01,007[A ]| To undertake the dose, it was prescribed; 145:01,008[A ]| But turning head a sudden cursed view 145:01,009[A ]| That innocent provision overthrew 145:01,010[A ]| And without drinking, made me purge and spew. 145:01,011[A ]| From coach, and six a thing unwieldy rolled 145:01,012[A ]| Whose Lumber Cart, more decently would hold: 145:01,013[A ]| As wise, as Calf, it looked, as big, as bully, 145:01,014[A ]| But handled proves a mere Sir Nicholas Cully, 145:01,015[A ]| A Bawling Fop, a natural Nokes, and yet 145:01,016[A ]| He dares to Censure, as if he had wit. 145:01,017[A ]| To make him more ridiculous, in spite 145:01,018[A ]| Nature contrived the fool should be a knight. 145:01,019[A ]| Grant ye Unlucky Stars this o'eregrown boy 145:01,020[A ]| To purchase some inspiring pretty Toy 145:01,021[A ]| That may, his want of sense, and wit supply 145:01,022[A ]| As Buxom Crabfish does his Lechery. 145:01,023[A ]| Though he alone were dismal sight enough, 145:01,024[A ]| His train contributed to set him off, 145:01,025[A ]| All of his shape, all of the self same Stuff. 145:01,026[A ]| No spleen, or malice need on them be thrown: 145:01,027[A ]| Nature has done the business of lampoon 145:01,028[A ]| And in their looks their characters has shown. 145:01,029[A ]| Thrice blest be he who dildo did invent 145:01,030[A ]| To ram the neighbouring hole to fundament, 145:01,031[A ]| Which may be lengthened, thickened in its measure 145:01,032[A ]| And used at lecherous, ugly Trulla's pleasure; 145:01,033[A ]| For ne'er was bulk or stomach given to Tarses 145:01,034[A ]| Either to fill or smell such Foggy arses. 145:01,035[A ]| Endeavouring this irksome sight to balk 145:01,036[A ]| And a more irksome noise their silly talk, 145:01,037[A ]| I Silently Slunk down to the lower walk. 145:01,038[A ]| But often when one would Charybdis shun 145:01,039[A ]| Down upon Scylla 'tis ones fate to run, 145:01,040[A ]| For here it was my cursed luck to find 145:01,041[A ]| As great a fop, though of another kind, 145:01,042[A ]| A Tall Stiff fool that walked in Spanish guise: 145:01,043[A ]| The Buckram Puppet never stirred its eyes 145:01,044[A ]| But grave as Owl it looked, as woodcock wise. 145:01,045[A ]| He scorns the empty talking of this mad age 145:01,046[A ]| And speaks all proverbs, Sentences, and Adage; 145:01,047[A ]| Can with as much solemnity buy eggs 145:01,048[A ]| As a Cabal can talk of their Intrigues; 145:01,049[A ]| Master of Ceremonies yet can dispense 145:01,050[A ]| With the formality of talking Sense. 145:01,051[A ]| From hence unto the upper end I ran 145:01,052[A ]| Where a New scene of Foppery began: 145:01,053[A ]| A Tribe of Curates, Priests, Canonical Elves, 145:01,054[A ]| Fit Company for none besides themselves, 145:01,055[A ]| Were got together; each his distemper told, 145:01,056[A ]| Scurvy, Stone, Strangury, some were so bold 145:01,057[A ]| To Charge the spleen to be their Misery 145:01,058[A ]| And on that wise disease brought Infamy. 145:01,059[A ]| But none had Modesty enough to 'plain 145:01,060[A ]| Their want of learning, honesty, and brain, 145:01,061[A ]| The general diseases of that Train. 145:01,062[A ]| These call themselves Ambassadors of heaven 145:01,063[A ]| And Saucily pretend Commissions given; 145:01,064[A ]| But should an Indian King whose small Command 145:01,065[A ]| Seldom Extends beyond ten miles of Land 145:01,066[A ]| Send forth such wretched fools in an Embassage, 145:01,067[A ]| He'd find but small effects of such a Message. 145:01,068[A ]| Listening I found the Cob of all this Rabble, 145:01,069[A ]| Pert Bays, with his Importance Comfortable: 145:01,070[A ]| He being raised to an Archdeaconry 145:01,071[A ]| By trampling on Religion's liberty, 145:01,072[A ]| Was grown too great, and looked too fat and Jolly 145:01,073[A ]| To be disturbed with care, and Melancholy, 145:01,074[A ]| Though Marvell has enough Exposed his folly. 145:01,075[A ]| He drank to carry off some old remains 145:01,076[A ]| His lazy dull distemper left in's veins: 145:01,077[A ]| Let him drink on, but 'tis not a whole flood 145:01,078[A ]| Can give Sufficient sweetness to his blood 145:01,079[A ]| To make his nature or his manners good. 145:01,080[A ]| Importance drank too though she'd been no sinner 145:01,081[A ]| To wash away some Dregs he had spewed in her. 145:01,082[A ]| Next after these a fulsome Irish Crew 145:01,083[A ]| Of Silly Macks were offered to my view: 145:01,084[A ]| The things did talk but the hearing what they said 145:01,085[A ]| I did my self the kindness to Evade: 145:01,086[A ]| Nature has placed these wretches beneath scorn; 145:01,087[A ]| They can't be called so vile as they are born. 145:01,088[A ]| Amidst the Crowd, next I my self conveyed 145:01,089[A ]| For now were come, white wash and paint being laid, 145:01,090[A ]| Mother, and daughter, Mistress, and the Maid 145:01,091[A ]| And squire with wig, and Pantaloon displayed; 145:01,092[A ]| But ne'er could conventicle, play, or faire 145:01,093[A ]| For a true Medley with this herd Compare: 145:01,094[A ]| Here Lords, Knights, Squires, ladies, and Countesses, 145:01,095[A ]| Chandlers, mum-bacon women, sempstresses 145:01,096[A ]| Were mixt together, nor did they agree, 145:01,097[A ]| More in their humours, then their Quality. 145:01,098[A ]| Here waiting for Gallant, young damsel stood, 145:01,099[A ]| Leaning on Cane, and Muffled up in hood. 145:01,100[A ]| The would-be wit, whose business was to woo, 145:01,101[A ]| With hat removed, and solemn scrape of Shoe, 145:01,102[A ]| Advanceth bowing then genteelly Shrugs 145:01,103[A ]| And Ruffled foretop into order Tugs 145:01,104[A ]| And thus accosts her: 145:01,104@b | Madam, methinks the weather 145:01,105@b | Is grown much more serene, since you came hither. 145:01,106@b | You Influence the heavens but, should the sun 145:01,107@b | Withdraw himself to see his rays outdone 145:01,108@b | By your bright eyes, they would supply the Morn 145:01,109@b | And make a day, before the day be born. 145:01,110[A ]| With mouth screwed up, conceited winking eyes, 145:01,111[A ]| And breasts thrust forward, 145:01,111@c | Lord! sir, 145:01,111[A ]| she replies, 145:01,112@c | It is your goodness and not my deserts 145:01,113@c | Which makes you show this learning, wit, and parts. 145:01,114[A ]| He puzzled bites his nails, both to display, 145:01,117@b | Your luck at Cards last night was very bad: 145:01,118@b | At Cribbage fifty-nine and the next Show 145:01,119@b | To make the Game and yet to want those two! 145:01,120@b | God damn me Madam I'm the son of a whore 145:01,121@b | If in my life I saw the like before. 145:01,122[A ]| To Pedlar's Stall he drags her, and her breast 145:01,123[A ]| With hearts, and such like foolish Toys he dressed 145:01,124[A ]| And then more smartly to Expound the Riddle 145:01,125[A ]| Of all his Prattle gives her a Scotch Fiddle. 145:01,126[A ]| Tired with this dismal stuff away I ran 145:01,127[A ]| Where were two wives with girl Just fit for man, 145:01,128[A ]| Short-breathed with pallid lips, and Visage wan. 145:01,129[A ]| Some Courtesies past, and the old Compliment 145:01,130[A ]| Of being glad to see each other spent, 145:01,131[A ]| With hand in hand they lovingly did walk 145:01,132[A ]| And one began thus to renew the talk: 145:01,133@d | I pray good Madam if it may be thought 145:01,134@d | No rudeness what cause was't hither brought 145:01,135@e | Your Ladyship; 145:01,135[A ]| she soon replying smiled 145:01,136@e | We have a good Estate but have no child 145:01,137@e | And I'm informed these wells will make a barren 145:01,138@e | Woman as fruitful as a Cony Warren. 145:01,139[A ]| The first returned 145:01,139@d | For this Cause I am come 145:01,140@d | For I can have no quietness at home: 145:01,141@d | My husband grumbles though we have got one, 145:01,142@d | This poor young girl; and mutters for a son; 145:01,143@d | And this is grieved with headache, pangs, and throws, 145:01,144@d | Is full Sixteen, and never yet had Those. 145:01,145[A ]| She soon replied 145:01,145@e | Get her a husband Madam! 145:01,146@e | I married at that age, and ne'er had had 'um; 145:01,147@e | Was just like her, steel waters let alone: 145:01,148@e | A back of steel will bring them better down. 145:01,149@e | And ten to one, but they themselves will try 145:01,150@e | The same means, to increase their family. 145:01,151[A ]| Poor foolish Fribble who by subtlety 145:01,152[A ]| Of midwife, truest friend to Lechery, 145:01,153[A ]| Persuaded art to be at pains, and charge 145:01,154[A ]| To give thy wife occasion to enlarge 145:01,155[A ]| Thy silly head; For here walk Cuff, and Kick 145:01,156[A ]| With brawny back, and legs, and Potent Prick 145:01,157[A ]| Who more substantially will cure thy wife 145:01,158[A ]| And on her half dead womb bestow new life: 145:01,159[A ]| From these the waters got the reputation 145:01,160[A ]| Of good assistants unto generation. 145:01,161[A ]| Some warlike men were now got into the throng 145:01,162[A ]| With hair tied back singing a bawdy song. 145:01,163[A ]| Not much afraid I got a nearer view 145:01,164[A ]| And 'twas my chance to know this dreadful Crew: 145:01,165[A ]| They were Cadets that seldom can appear, 145:01,166[A ]| Damned to the stint of Thirty pounds a year; 145:01,167[A ]| With Hawk on Fist or greyhound led in hand 145:01,168[A ]| The Dogs, and Footboys sometimes they Command. 145:01,169[A ]| But now having trimmed a Cast off Spavined horse, 145:01,170[A ]| With three hard pinched for guineas in the Purse, 145:01,171[A ]| Two rusty Pistols, scarf about the Arse, 145:01,172[A ]| Coat lined with red, they here presume to swell: 145:01,173[A ]| This goes for Captain; that for Colonel. 145:01,174[A ]| So the beargarden Ape on his Steed mounted 145:01,175[A ]| No longer is a Jackanapes accounted 145:01,176[A ]| But is by virtue of his Trumpery then 145:01,177[A ]| Called by the name of the young Gentleman. 145:01,178[A ]| Bless me thought I what thing is man that thus 145:01,179[A ]| In all his shapes he is ridiculous: 145:01,180[A ]| Our selves with noise of reason we do please 145:01,181[A ]| In vain; Humanity's our worst disease. 145:01,182[A ]| Thrice happy beasts are, who because they be 145:01,183[A ]| Of reason void, are so of Foppery. 145:01,184[A ]| Faith I was so ashamed that with remorse 145:01,185[A ]| I used the insolence to mount my horse 145:01,186[A ]| For he doing only things fit for his nature 145:01,187[A ]| Did seem to me, by much, the wiser Creature. 145:01,100[A ]|