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022:01,000[' ]| 022:01,000[' ]| <\The Royalist\> 022:01,000[' ]| 022:01,000[' ]| <1> 022:01,001[A ]| Come, pass about the bowl to$4$ me, 022:01,002[A ]| A health to$4$ our distressed King; 022:01,003[A ]| Though we are in$4$ hold, let cups go free, 022:01,004[A ]| Birds in$4$ a cage may freely sing. 022:01,005[A ]| The ground does tipple healths apace, 022:01,006[A ]| When storms do fall, and shall not we? 022:01,007[A ]| A sorrow dares not show its face, 022:01,008[A ]| When we are ships and sack is the sea. 022:01,000[' ]| <2> 022:01,009[A ]| Pox on$4$ this grief, hang wealth, let us sing, 022:01,010[A ]| Shall us kill ourselves for$4$ fear of death? 022:01,011[A ]| We will$1$ live by$4$ the air which$6#1$ songs doth bring, 022:01,012[A ]| Our sighing does but waste our breath. 022:01,013[A ]| Then let us not be discontent, 022:01,014[A ]| Nor drink a glass the less of Wine; 022:01,015[A ]| In$4$ vain they will$1$ think their plagues are spent, 022:01,016[A ]| When once they see we do not repine. 022:01,000[' ]| <3> 022:01,017[A ]| We do not suffer here alone, 022:01,018[A ]| Though we are beggared, so$3$ is the King, 022:01,019[A ]| It is sin to$9$ have wealth, when he has none, 022:01,020[A ]| Tush! poverty is a Royal thing! 022:01,021[A ]| When we are larded well with drink, 022:01,022[A ]| Our heads shall turn as round as theirs, 022:01,023[A ]| Our feet shall rise, our bodies sink 022:01,024[A ]| Clean down the wind, like$4$ Cavaliers. 022:01,000[' ]| <4> 022:01,025[A ]| Fill this unnatural quart with sack, 022:01,026[A ]| Nature all vacuums doth decline, 022:01,027[A ]| Ourselves will$1$ be a Zodiac, 022:01,028[A ]| And every mouth shall be a sign. 022:01,029[A ]| Methinks the Travels of the glass, 022:01,030[A ]| Are circular like$4$ \Plato's\ year, 022:01,031[A ]| Where everything is as it was; 022:01,032[A ]| Let us tipple round; and so$3$ it is here. 022:02,000[' ]| 022:02,000[' ]| <\The Commoners\> 022:02,000[' ]| 022:02,000[' ]| <1> 022:02,001[A ]| Come your ways 022:02,002[A ]| Bonny Boys 022:02,003[A ]| Of the Town, 022:02,004[A ]| For$3$ now is your time or never, 022:02,005[A ]| Shall your fears 022:02,006[A ]| Or your cares 022:02,007[A ]| Cast you down? 022:02,008[A ]| Hang your wealth 022:02,009[A ]| And your health, 022:02,010[A ]| Get renown, 022:02,011[A ]| We all are undone forever. 022:02,012[A ]| Now the King and the crown 022:02,013[A ]| Are tumbling down, 022:02,014[A ]| And the realm doth groan with disasters, 022:02,015[A ]| And the scum of the land, 022:02,016[A ]| Are the men that$6#1$ command, 022:02,017[A ]| And our slaves are become our masters. 022:02,000[' ]| <2> 022:02,018[A ]| Now our lives 022:02,019[A ]| Children, wives 022:02,020[A ]| And Estate, 022:02,021[A ]| Are a prey to$4$ the lust and plunder, 022:02,022[A ]| To$4$ the rage 022:02,023[A ]| Of our age. 022:02,024[A ]| And the fate 022:02,025[A ]| Of our land 022:02,026[A ]| Is at hand, 022:02,027[A ]| It is too late 022:02,028[A ]| To$9$ tread these Usurpers under. 022:02,029[A ]| First down goes the crown, 022:02,030[A ]| Then follows the gown, 022:02,031[A ]| Thus levelled are we by$4$ the Roundhead, 022:02,032[A ]| While Church and State must 022:02,033[A ]| Feed their pride and their lust, 022:02,034[A ]| And the Kingdom and King confounded. 022:02,000[' ]| <3> 022:02,035[A ]| Shall we still 022:02,036[A ]| Suffer ill 022:02,037[A ]| And be dumb? 022:02,038[A ]| And let every Varlet undo us? 022:02,039[A ]| Shall we doubt 022:02,040[A ]| Of each Lout, 022:02,041[A ]| That$6#1$ doth come, 022:02,042[A ]| With a voice 022:02,043[A ]| Like$4$ the noise 022:02,044[A ]| Of a Drum, 022:02,045[A ]| And a sword or a Buff-coat to$4$ us? 022:02,046[A ]| Shall we lose our estates 022:02,047[A ]| By$4$ plunder and rates 022:02,048[A ]| To$9$ bedeck those proud upstarts that$6#1$ swagger? 022:02,049[A ]| Rather fight for$4$ your meat, 022:02,050[A ]| Which$6#1$ these Locusts do eat, 022:02,051[A ]| Now every man is a beggar. 022:03,000[' ]| 022:03,000[' ]| <\The Pastorall\> 022:03,000[' ]| 022:03,000[' ]| <1> 022:03,001[A ]| Where \England's Damon\ used to$9$ keep, 022:03,002[A ]| In$4$ peace and awe, his flocks 022:03,003[A ]| Who$6#1$ fed, not fed upon$4$, his sheep, 022:03,004[A ]| There Wolves and Tigers now do prey, 022:03,005[A ]| There Sheep are slain, and Goats do sway, 022:03,006[A ]| There reigns the subtle Fox 022:03,007[A ]| While the poor Lambkins weep. 022:03,000[' ]| <2> 022:03,008[A ]| The Laurel's garland which$6#1$ before 022:03,009[A ]| Circled his brows about, 022:03,010[A ]| The spotless coat which$6#1$ once he wore, 022:03,011[A ]| The sheep-hook which$6#1$ he used to$9$ sway, 022:03,012[A ]| And pipe whereon he loved to$9$ play, 022:03,013[A ]| Are seized on$5$ by$4$ the rout, 022:03,014[A ]| And must be used no$2$ more. 022:03,000[' ]| <3> 022:03,015[A ]| Poor Swain how thou lamentest to$9$ see 022:03,016[A ]| Thy flocks over-ruled by$4$ those 022:03,017[A ]| That$6#1$ serve thy Cattle all like$4$ thee, 022:03,018[A ]| Where hateful vice usurps the Crown, 022:03,019[A ]| And Loyalty is trodden down; 022:03,020[A ]| Down skrip and sheephook goes, 022:03,021[A ]| When Foxes Shepherds be. 022:04,000[' ]| 022:04,000[' ]| <\A Mock-song\> 022:04,001[A ]| Hang up$5$ \Mars\ 022:04,002[A ]| And his wars, 022:04,003[A ]| Give us drink, 022:04,004[A ]| We will$1$ tipple my Lads together; 022:04,005[A ]| Those are slaves, 022:04,006[A ]| Fools and knaves, 022:04,007[A ]| That$6#1$ have chink, 022:04,008[A ]| And must pay, 022:04,009[A ]| For$4$ what they say, 022:04,010[A ]| Do, or think, 022:04,011[A ]| Good fellows account for$4$ neither; 022:04,012[A ]| Be we round, be we square, 022:04,013[A ]| We are happier than they are 022:04,014[A ]| Whose dignity works their ruin, 022:04,015[A ]| He that$6#1$ well the bowl rears, 022:04,016[A ]| Can baffle his cares, 022:04,017[A ]| And a fig for$4$ death, or undoing. 022:05,000[' ]| 022:05,000[' ]| <\The Trouper\> 022:05,000[' ]| <1> 022:05,001[A ]| Come, come, let us drink, 022:05,002[A ]| It is in$4$ vain to$9$ think, 022:05,003[A ]| Like$4$ fools on$4$ grief or sadness; 022:05,004[A ]| Let our money fly 022:05,005[A ]| And our sorrows die, 022:05,006[A ]| All worldly care is madness; 022:05,007[A ]| But sack and good cheer 022:05,008[A ]| Will$1$ in$4$ spite of our fear, 022:05,009[A ]| Inspire our souls with gladness. 022:05,000[' ]| <2> 022:05,010[A ]| Let the greedy clowns 022:05,011[A ]| That$6#1$ do live, like$4$ hounds, 022:05,012[A ]| And know neither bound nor measure, 022:05,013[A ]| Lament each loss, 022:05,014[A ]| For$3$ their wealth is their cross, 022:05,015[A ]| Whose delight is in$4$ their treasure, 022:05,016[A ]| But we that$6#1$ have none, 022:05,017[A ]| Will$1$ use theirs as our own, 022:05,018[A ]| And spend it at our pleasure. 022:05,000[' ]| <3> 022:05,019[A ]| Troll about the bowl, 022:05,020[A ]| The delight of my soul, 022:05,021[A ]| And to$4$ my hand commend it. 022:05,022[A ]| A fig for$4$ chink 022:05,023[A ]| It was made to$9$ buy drink, 022:05,024[A ]| Before that$3$ we go we will$1$ end it; 022:05,025[A ]| When we have spent our store, 022:05,026[A ]| The land will$1$ yield us more, 022:05,027[A ]| And jovially we will$1$ spend it. 022:06,000[' ]| 022:06,000[' ]| <\The Good-fellow\> 022:06,000[' ]| <1> 022:06,001[A ]| Stay, stay, shut the gate, 022:06,002[A ]| The other quart, faith it is not so$5#1$ late, 022:06,003[A ]| As you are thinking, 022:06,004[A ]| Those Stars which$6#1$ you see, 022:06,005[A ]| In$4$ this hemisphere be 022:06,006[A ]| But the studs in$4$ your cheeks by$4$ your drinking. 022:06,007[A ]| The sun has gone to$9$ tipple all night in$4$ the sea boys, 022:06,008[A ]| Tomorrow he will$1$ blush that$3$ he is paler than we boys, 022:06,009[A ]| Drink wine, give him water, it is sack makes us the boys. 022:06,000[' ]| <2> 022:06,010[A ]| Fill, fill up$5$ the glass, 022:06,011[A ]| To$4$ the next merry Lad let it pass, 022:06,012[A ]| Come away with it; 022:06,013[A ]| Come set foot to$4$ foot, 022:06,014[A ]| And but give your minds to$4$ it, 022:06,015[A ]| It is heretical six, that$6#1$ doth slay wit. 022:06,016[A ]| No$2$ \helicon\ like$5$ to$4$ the juice of the Vine is, 022:06,017[A ]| For$3$ \Phaebus\ had never had wit, or divineness, 022:06,018[A ]| Had his face not been bow-dyed as thine, his, and mine is. 022:06,000[' ]| <3> 022:06,019[A ]| Drink, drink off your bowls, 022:06,020[A ]| We will$1$ enrich both our heads and our souls 022:06,021[A ]| With Canary, 022:06,022[A ]| And carbuncled face 022:06,023[A ]| Saves a tedious race, 022:06,024[A ]| For$3$ the \Indies\ about us we carry. 022:06,025[A ]| Then hang up$5$ good faces, we will$1$ drink till our noses, 022:06,026[A ]| Give freedom to$9$ speak what our fancy disposes; 022:06,027[A ]| Beneath whose protection is \under the Roses\. 022:06,000[' ]| <4> 022:06,028[A ]| This, this must go round, 022:06,029[A ]| Off with your hats, till the pavement be crowned 022:06,030[A ]| With your beavers. 022:06,031[A ]| A red-coated face 022:06,032[A ]| Frights a Sergeant at mace, 022:06,033[A ]| And the Constable trembles to$4$ shivers. 022:06,034[A ]| In$4$ state march our faces like$4$ those of the Quorum, 022:06,035[A ]| When the wenches fall down and the vulgar adore them, 022:06,036[A ]| And our noses, like$4$ Linkboys, run shining before them. 022:06,000[' ]| 022:07,000[' ]| 022:07,000[' ]| <\The Answer\> 022:07,000[' ]| 022:08,000[' ]| 022:08,000[' ]| <\The Answer\> 022:08,000[' ]| <1> 022:08,001[A ]| Stay, stay, prate no$2$ more, 022:08,002[A ]| Lest thy brain, like$4$ thy purse run on$4$ the score 022:08,003[A ]| Though thou strainest it, 022:08,004[A ]| Those are Traitors in$4$ grain 022:08,005[A ]| That$6#1$ of sack do complain, 022:08,006[A ]| And rail by$4$ its own power against it. 022:08,007[A ]| Those Kingdoms and Crows which$6#1$ your poetry pities, 022:08,008[A ]| Are fain by$4$ the pride and hypocrisy of Cities, 022:08,009[A ]| And not by$4$ those brains that$6#1$ love sack and good ditties. 022:08,010[A ]| The King and his progeny had kept them from sinking, 022:08,011[A ]| Had they had no$2$ worse foes, than the Lads that$6#1$ love drinking, 022:08,012[A ]| We that$6#1$ tipple have no$2$ leisure for$4$ plotting or thinking. 022:08,000[' ]| <2> 022:08,013[A ]| He, he is an Ass 022:08,014[A ]| That$6#1$ doth throw down himself with a glass 022:08,015[A ]| Of Canary; 022:08,016[A ]| He that$6#1$ is quiet will$1$ think 022:08,017[A ]| Much the better of drink, 022:08,018[A ]| Because the cups made the camp to$9$ miscarry. 022:08,019[A ]| You whore though we tipple, and there my friend you lie, 022:08,020[A ]| Your sports did determine in$4$ the month before July, 022:08,021[A ]| There is less fraud in$4$ plain damn me, than your sly by$4$ my truly, 022:08,022[A ]| It is sack makes our bloods both the purer and warmer, 022:08,023[A ]| We need not your priest or the feminine charmer, 022:08,024[A ]| For$3$ a bowl of Canary is a whole suit of armour. 022:08,000[' ]| <3> 022:08,025[A ]| Hold, hold, not so$5#1$ fast, 022:08,026[A ]| Tipple on$5$, for$3$ there is no$2$ such haste 022:08,027[A ]| To$9$ be going; 022:08,028[A ]| We drowning may fear, 022:08,029[A ]| But your end will$1$ be there 022:08,030[A ]| Where there is neither swimming nor rowing. 022:08,031[A ]| We are Gamesters alike, and our stakes were both down boys, 022:08,032[A ]| But Fortune did favour you being her own boys, 022:08,033[A ]| And who$6#2$ would not venture a cast for$4$ a crown boys? 022:08,034[A ]| Since we wear the right colours he the worst of our foes is, 022:08,035[A ]| That$6#1$ goes to$9$ traduce us and fondly supposes 022:08,036[A ]| That$3$ \Cromwel\ is an enemy to$9$ sack and red noses. 022:08,000[' ]| <4> 022:08,037[A ]| Then, then quaff it round, 022:08,038[A ]| No$2$ deceit in$4$ a brimmer is found, 022:08,039[A ]| Here is no$2$ swearing, 022:08,040[A ]| Beer and Ale makes you prate 022:08,041[A ]| Of the Kirk and the State 022:08,042[A ]| Wanting other discourse worth the hearing. 022:08,043[A ]| This strumpets your Muses, to$9$ ballad or flatter 022:08,044[A ]| Or rail, and your betters will$1$ froth to$9$ bespatter, 022:08,045[A ]| And your talk is all diurnals and Gunpowder matter: 022:08,046[A ]| But we while old sack does divinely inspire us 022:08,047[A ]| Are active to$9$ do what our Rulers require us, 022:08,048[A ]| And attempt such exploits as the world shall admire us. 022:09,000[' ]| 022:09,000[' ]| <\The Levellers rant\> 022:09,000[' ]| 022:09,000[' ]| <1> 022:09,001[A ]| To$4$ the \Hall\, to$4$ the \hall\, 022:09,002[A ]| For$4$ justice we call, 022:09,003[A ]| On$4$ the King and his powerful adherents and friends, 022:09,004[A ]| Who$6#1$ still have endeavoured, but we work their ends. 022:09,005[A ]| It is we will$1$ pull down whatever is above us, 022:09,006[A ]| And make them to$9$ fear us, that$6#1$ never did love us, 022:09,007[A ]| We will$1$ level the proud and make every degree, 022:09,008[A ]| To$4$ our Royalty bow the knee, 022:09,009[A ]| It is no$2$ less than treason, 022:09,010[A ]| Against freedom and Reason 022:09,011[A ]| For$4$ our brethren to$9$ be higher than we. 022:09,000[' ]| <2> 022:09,012[A ]| First the thing, called a King, 022:09,013[A ]| To$4$ judgment we bring, 022:09,014[A ]| And the spawn of the court, that$6#1$ were prouder than he, 022:09,015[A ]| And next the two Houses united shall be, 022:09,016[A ]| It does to$4$ the Romish religion inveigle, 022:09,017[A ]| For$4$ the State to$9$ be twoheaded like$4$ the spread-eagle. 022:09,018[A ]| We will$1$ purge the superfluous members away, 022:09,019[A ]| They are too many Kings to$9$ sway, 022:09,020[A ]| And as we all teach, 022:09,021[A ]| It is our Liberty's breach, 022:09,022[A ]| For$4$ the Freeborn Saints to$9$ obey. 022:09,000[' ]| <3> 022:09,023[A ]| Not a Claw, in$4$ the Law, 022:09,024[A ]| Shall keep us in$4$ awe; 022:09,025[A ]| We will$1$ have no$2$ cushion-cuffers to$9$ tell us of hell, 022:09,026[A ]| For$3$ we are all gifted to$9$ do it as well, 022:09,027[A ]| It is freedom that$6#1$ we do hold forth to$4$ the Nation 022:09,028[A ]| To$9$ enjoy our fellow-creatures as at the creation; 022:09,029[A ]| The Carnal men's wives are for$4$ men of the spirit, 022:09,030[A ]| Their wealth is our own by$4$ merit, 022:09,031[A ]| For$3$ we that$6#1$ have right, 022:09,032[A ]| By$4$ the Law called Might, 022:09,033[A ]| Are the Saints that$6#1$ must judge and inherit. 022:10,000[' ]| 022:10,000[' ]| <\The New-Courtier\> 022:10,000[' ]| 022:10,000[' ]| <1> 022:10,001[A ]| Since it must be so$5#2$, 022:10,002[A ]| Then so$5#2$ let it go, 022:10,003[A ]| Let the Giddy-brain's times turn round, 022:10,004[A ]| Since we have no$2$ King, let the goblet be crowned, 022:10,005[A ]| Our Monarchy thus we will$1$ recover; 022:10,006[A ]| While the pottles are weeping, 022:10,007[A ]| We will$1$ drench our sad souls 022:10,008[A ]| In$4$ big-bellied bowls, 022:10,009[A ]| Our sorrows in$4$ sack shall lie sleeping, 022:10,010[A ]| And we will$1$ drink till our eyes do run over. 022:10,011[A ]| And prove it by$4$ reason 022:10,012[A ]| That$3$ it can be no$2$ Treason 022:10,013[A ]| To$9$ drink and to$9$ sing 022:10,014[A ]| A mournival of healths to$4$ our new-crowned King. 022:10,000[' ]| <2> 022:10,015[A ]| Let us all stand bare, 022:10,016[A ]| In$4$ the presence we are, 022:10,017[A ]| Let our noses like$4$ bonfires shine, 022:10,018[A ]| Instead of the Conduits, let the pottles run wine, 022:10,019[A ]| To$9$ perfect this new Coronation, 022:10,020[A ]| And we that$6#1$ are loyal, 022:10,021[A ]| In$4$ drink, shall be peers. 022:10,022[A ]| While that$6#2$ face, that$6#1$ wears 022:10,023[A ]| Pure Claret, looks like$4$ the blood-royal 022:10,024[A ]| And out-stares the Bores of the Nation, 022:10,025[A ]| In$4$ sign of obedience, 022:10,026[A ]| Our oaths of allegiance 022:10,027[A ]| Beer-glasses shall be, 022:10,028[A ]| And he that$6#1$ tipples ten is of the Nobility. 022:10,000[' ]| <3> 022:10,029[A ]| But if in$4$ this reign, 022:10,030[A ]| The Halberted train 022:10,031[A ]| Or the Constable should rebel, 022:10,032[A ]| And should make their twybilled militia to$9$ swell, 022:10,033[A ]| And against the King's party raise arms, 022:10,034[A ]| Then the Drawers like$4$ Yeomen 022:10,035[A ]| Of the Guard, with quart-pots, 022:10,036[A ]| Shall fuddle the sots, 022:10,037[A ]| While we make them both cuckolds and freemen, 022:10,038[A ]| And on$4$ their wives beat up$5$ alarums. 022:10,039[A ]| Thus as each health passes, 022:10,040[A ]| We will$1$ triple the glasses, 022:10,041[A ]| And hold it no$2$ sin, 022:10,042[A ]| To$9$ be loyal and drink in$4$ defence of our King. 022:11,000[' ]| 022:11,000[' ]| <\The Safety\> 022:11,000[' ]| 022:11,000[' ]| <1> 022:11,001[A ]| Since it has been lately enacted high Treason, 022:11,002[A ]| For$4$ a man to$9$ speak truth of the heads of the state, 022:11,003[A ]| Let every wise man make use of his reason, 022:11,004[A ]| See and hear what he can, but take heed what he prate. 022:11,005[A ]| For$3$ the proverbs do learn us, 022:11,006[A ]| \He that$6#1$ stays from the battle sleeps in$4$ a whole skin,\ 022:11,007[A ]| \And our words are our own, if we can keep them in$5$,\ 022:11,008[A ]| What fools are we then, that$6#1$ to$9$ prattle begin 022:11,009[A ]| Of things that$6#1$ do not concern us? 022:11,000[' ]| <2> 022:11,010[A ]| Let the three kingdoms fall to$4$ one of the prime ones, 022:11,011[A ]| My mind is a Kingdom and shall be to$4$ me, 022:11,012[A ]| I could make it appear, if I had but the time once, 022:11,013[A ]| I am as happy with one, as he can be with three, 022:11,014[A ]| If I could but enjoy it. 022:11,015[A ]| He that$6#1$ is mounted on$4$ high, is a mark for$4$ the hate 022:11,016[A ]| And the envy of every pragmatical pate, 022:11,017[A ]| While he that$6#1$ creeps low, lives safe in$4$ his state, 022:11,018[A ]| And greatness doth scorn to$9$ annoy it. 022:11,000[' ]| <3> 022:11,019[A ]| I am never the better which$6#1$ side gets the battle, 022:11,020[A ]| The Tubs or the Crosses what is it to$4$ me? 022:11,021[A ]| They will$1$ never increase my goods or my cattle, 022:11,022[A ]| But a beggar is a beggar and so$3$ he shall be, 022:11,023[A ]| Unless he turn Traitor. 022:11,024[A ]| Let Misers take courses to$9$ heap up$5$ their treasure, 022:11,025[A ]| Whose lust has no$2$ limits, whose mind has no$2$ measure, 022:11,026[A ]| Let me be but quiet and take a little pleasure. 022:11,027[A ]| And little contents my nature. 022:11,000[' ]| <4> 022:11,028[A ]| My petition shall be that$3$ Canary be cheaper, 022:11,029[A ]| Without patent or custom or cursed excise; 022:11,030[A ]| That$3$ the Wits may have leave to$9$ drink deeper and deeper 022:11,031[A ]| And not be undone, while their heads they baptise 022:11,032[A ]| And in$4$ liquor do drench them. 022:11,033[A ]| If this were but granted, who$6#2$ would not desire, 022:11,034[A ]| To$9$ dub himself one of \Apollo's\ own quire? 022:11,035[A ]| We will$1$ ring out the bells, when our noses are on$4$ fire 022:11,036[A ]| And the quarts shall be the buckets to$9$ quench them. 022:11,000[' ]| <5> 022:11,037[A ]| I account him no$2$ wit, that$6#1$ is gifted at railing, 022:11,038[A ]| And flirting at those that$6#1$ above him do sit, 022:11,039[A ]| While they do outwit him, with whipping and gaoling, 022:11,040[A ]| Then his purse and his person both pay for$4$ his wit; 022:11,041[A ]| It is better to$9$ be drinking. 022:11,042[A ]| If sack were reformed into Twelvepence a quart, 022:11,043[A ]| I would study for$4$ money to$9$ merchandize for$4$ it, 022:11,044[A ]| And a friend that$6#1$ is true, we together will$1$ sport. 022:11,045[A ]| Not a word, but we will$1$ pay them with thinking. 022:12,000[' ]| 022:12,000[' ]| <\The Companion\> 022:12,000[' ]| <1> 022:12,001[A ]| What need we take care for$4$ \Platonical\ rules? 022:12,002[A ]| Or the precepts of \Aristotle\? 022:12,003[A ]| They that$6#1$ think to$9$ find learning in$4$ books are but fools, 022:12,004[A ]| True Philosophy lies in$4$ the bottle. 022:12,005[A ]| And a mind 022:12,006[A ]| That$6#1$ is confined 022:12,007[A ]| To$4$ the mode of the schools, 022:12,008[A ]| Never arrives at the height of a pottle. 022:12,009[A ]| Let the sages 022:12,010[A ]| Of our ages 022:12,011[A ]| Keep a*talking 022:12,012[A ]| Of our walking, 022:12,013[A ]| Demurely, while we that$6#1$ are wiser, 022:12,014[A ]| Do abhor all 022:12,015[A ]| That$6#1$ is moral 022:12,016[A ]| In$4$ \Plato\ 022:12,017[A ]| And \Cato\ 022:12,018[A ]| And \Seneca\ talks like$4$ a Sizer. 022:12,000[' ]| <\Chorus\> 022:12,019[A ]| Then let full bowls on$4$ bowls be hurled, 022:12,020[A ]| That$3$ our jollity may be completer, 022:12,021[A ]| For$3$ Man though he be but a very little world, 022:12,022[A ]| Must be drowned, as well as the greater. 022:12,000[' ]| <2> 022:12,023[A ]| We will$1$ drink till our cheeks are as starred as the skies, 022:12,024[A ]| Let the pale-coloured students flout us, 022:12,025[A ]| And our noses, like$4$ Comets, set fire on$4$ our eyes, 022:12,026[A ]| Till we bear the whole heavens about us. 022:12,027[A ]| And if all 022:12,028[A ]| Make us fall, 022:12,029[A ]| Then our heels shall devise 022:12,030[A ]| What the stars are a*doing without us. 022:12,031[A ]| Let \Lilly\ 022:12,032[A ]| Go tell you 022:12,033[A ]| Of thunders 022:12,034[A ]| And wonders, 022:12,035[A ]| Let Astrologers all divine, 022:12,036[A ]| And let \Booker\ 022:12,037[A ]| Be a looker 022:12,038[A ]| Of our natures 022:12,039[A ]| In$4$ our features, 022:12,040[A ]| He will$1$ find nothing but Claret in$4$ mine. 022:12,000[' ]| <\Chorus\> 022:12,041[A ]| Then let full bowls, etc. 022:13,000[' ]| 022:13,000[' ]| <\Copernicus\> 022:13,000[' ]| <1> 022:13,001[A ]| Let the bowl pass free 022:13,002[A ]| From him to$4$ thee 022:13,003[A ]| As it first came to$4$ me, 022:13,004[A ]| It is pity that$3$ we should confine it, 022:13,005[A ]| Having all either credit or coin yet, 022:13,006[A ]| Let it even take its course, 022:13,007[A ]| There is no$2$ stopping its force, 022:13,008[A ]| He that$6#1$ shuffles must inter-line it. 022:13,000[' ]| <2> 022:13,009[A ]| Lay aside your cares, 022:13,010[A ]| Of Shops and Wares, 022:13,011[A ]| And irrational fears, 022:13,012[A ]| Let each breast be as thoughtless as his is, 022:13,013[A ]| That$6#1$ from his bride newly risen is, 022:13,014[A ]| We will$1$ banish each soul, 022:13,015[A ]| That$6#1$ comes here to$9$ condole, 022:13,016[A ]| Or is troubled with love or business. 022:13,000[' ]| <3> 022:13,017[A ]| The King we will$1$ not name, 022:13,018[A ]| Nor a Lady to$9$ inflame, 022:13,019[A ]| With desire to$4$ the game, 022:13,020[A ]| And into a dumpishness drive all, 022:13,021[A ]| Or make us run mad, and go wive all, 022:13,022[A ]| We will$1$ have this whole night 022:13,023[A ]| Set apart for$4$ delight 022:13,024[A ]| And our mirth shall have no$2$ corrival. 022:13,000[' ]| <4> 022:13,025[A ]| Then see that$3$ the Glass 022:13,026[A ]| Through its circuit do pass, 022:13,027[A ]| Till it come where it was, 022:13,028[A ]| And every nose has been within it, 022:13,029[A ]| Till he end it that$6#1$ first did begin it, 022:13,030[A ]| As \Copernicus\ found, 022:13,031[A ]| That$3$ the Earth did turn round, 022:13,032[A ]| We will$1$ prove so$5#2$ does everything in$4$ it. 022:14,000[' ]| 022:14,000[' ]| <\The Painters entertainment\> 022:14,000[' ]| <1> 022:14,001[A ]| This is the time, and this is the day 022:14,002[A ]| Designed for$4$ mirth and sporting, 022:14,003[A ]| We will$1$ turn October into May, 022:14,004[A ]| And make St%*Luke's feast 022:14,005[A ]| As pleasant and long as the rest, 022:14,006[A ]| We will$1$ in$4$ our own faces our colours display, 022:14,007[A ]| And hallow our yearly resorting. 022:14,008[A ]| Then let the bowls turn round round, 022:14,009[A ]| While in$4$ them our colours we mingle 022:14,010[A ]| To$9$ raise our dull souls from the ground, 022:14,011[A ]| Our arts and our pains are thus crowned, 022:14,012[A ]| And happy are we 022:14,013[A ]| That$6#1$ in$4$ unity be, 022:14,014[A ]| It is a hell upon$4$ earth to$9$ be single. 022:14,000[' ]| <\Chorus\> 022:14,015[A ]| It was love at first that$6#1$ brought us hither, 022:14,016[A ]| And love shall keep us here together. 022:14,000[' ]| <2> 022:14,017[A ]| First to$4$ the Master of the feast, 022:14,018[A ]| This health is consecrated, 022:14,019[A ]| Thence to$4$ each sublimary guest, 022:14,020[A ]| Whose soul doth desire, 022:14,021[A ]| This Nectar to$9$ raise and inspire, 022:14,022[A ]| Till he with \Apelles\ himself doth contest, 022:14,023[A ]| And his fancy is elevated. 022:14,024[A ]| 022:14,000[' ]| <\Chorus\> 022:14,025[A ]| 022:14,000[' ]| <3> 022:14,026[A ]| Lo how the air the earth and the seas, 022:14,027[A ]| Have all brought in$4$ their treasure, 022:14,028[A ]| To$9$ feast each sense with rarities, 022:14,029[A ]| Plump \Bacchus\ brings wine, 022:14,030[A ]| And \Ceres\ her dainties doth join, 022:14,031[A ]| The air with rare music doth echo and these 022:14,032[A ]| All club to$9$ create us pleasure. 022:14,033[A ]| 022:14,000[' ]| <\Chorus\> 022:14,034[A ]| 022:14,000[' ]| <4> 022:14,035[A ]| Now in$4$ our fancies we will$1$ suppose 022:14,036[A ]| The world in$4$ all its glory, 022:14,037[A ]| Imagine all delight that$6#1$ grows, 022:14,038[A ]| And pleasures that$6#1$ can 022:14,039[A ]| Fill up$5$ the vast soul of a man, 022:14,040[A ]| And glut the coy palate, the eyes, ears and nose, 022:14,041[A ]| By$4$ the fancy presented before you. 022:14,042[A ]| 022:14,000[' ]| <\Chorus\> 022:14,043[A ]| 022:14,000[' ]| <5> 022:14,044[A ]| We will$1$ use no$2$ pencil now but the bowl, 022:14,045[A ]| Let every artist know it, 022:14,046[A ]| In$4$ sack we will$1$ portray each soul, 022:14,047[A ]| Each health that$6#1$ is took 022:14,048[A ]| Will$1$ give us the livelier look, 022:14,049[A ]| And who$6#2$ is he that$6#1$ dares our fancy control, 022:14,050[A ]| When each Painter is turned a poet? 022:14,051[A ]| 022:14,000[' ]| <\Chorus\> 022:14,052[A ]| 022:14,000[' ]| <6> 022:14,053[A ]| And though we can not they day extend 022:14,054[A ]| Beyond its proper measure; 022:14,055[A ]| The night and it themselves shall blend, 022:14,056[A ]| We care not for$4$ night, 022:14,057[A ]| When our hearts and our heads are all light, 022:14,058[A ]| Nor the time, nor the company shall have an end, 022:14,059[A ]| Honest mirth of itself is a treasure. 022:14,060[A ]| 022:14,000[' ]| <\Chorus\> 022:14,061[A ]| 022:15,000[' ]| 022:15,000[' ]| <\The Cure of Care\> 022:15,000[' ]| <1> 022:15,001[A ]| Why should we not laugh and be jolly? 022:15,002[A ]| Since now all the world is mad, 022:15,003[A ]| All lulled in$4$ a dull melancholy; 022:15,004[A ]| He that$6#1$ wallows in$4$ store, 022:15,005[A ]| Is still gaping for$4$ more; 022:15,006[A ]| And that$6#2$ makes him as poor, 022:15,007[A ]| As that$6#2$ wretch that$6#1$ never anything had. 022:15,008[A ]| How mad is the damned money-monger, 022:15,009[A ]| That$6#1$ to$9$ purchase to$4$ him and his heirs, 022:15,010[A ]| Grows shrivelled with thirst and hunger? 022:15,011[A ]| While we that$6#1$ are bonny, 022:15,012[A ]| Buy sack for$4$ ready money, 022:15,013[A ]| And never trouble Scriveners nor Lawyers. 022:15,000[' ]| <2> 022:15,014[A ]| Those Gulls that$6#1$ by$4$ scraping and toiling, 022:15,015[A ]| Have swelled their Revenues so$5#1$ vast, 022:15,016[A ]| Get nothing by$4$ all their turmoiling, 022:15,017[A ]| But are marks for$4$ each tax, 022:15,018[A ]| While they load their own backs, 022:15,019[A ]| With the heavier packs, 022:15,020[A ]| And lie down galled and weary at last, 022:15,021[A ]| While we that$6#1$ do traffic in$4$ Tipple, 022:15,022[A ]| Can baffle the gown and the sword, 022:15,023[A ]| Whose jaws are so$5#1$ hungry and gripple, 022:15,024[A ]| We never trouble our heads, 022:15,025[A ]| With indentures or deeds, 022:15,026[A ]| But our Wills are comprised in$4$ a word. 022:15,000[' ]| <3> 022:15,027[A ]| Our money shall never indict us, 022:15,028[A ]| Nor drag us to$4$ \Goldsmith's-hall\, 022:15,029[A ]| Nor Pirates nor storms can affright us, 022:15,030[A ]| We that$6#1$ have no$2$ estates, 022:15,031[A ]| Pay no$2$ taxes or rates, 022:15,032[A ]| But can sleep with open gates, 022:15,033[A ]| He that$6#1$ lies on$4$ the ground can not fall, 022:15,034[A ]| We laugh at those fools whose endeavours 022:15,035[A ]| Do but fit them for$4$ prisons or fines, 022:15,036[A ]| While we that$6#1$ spend all are the savers, 022:15,037[A ]| For$3$ if thieves do steal in$5$, 022:15,038[A ]| They go out empty again, 022:15,039[A ]| Nay the Plunderers lose their designs. 022:15,000[' ]| <4> 022:15,040[A ]| Then let us not take care for$4$ tomorrow, 022:15,041[A ]| But tipple and laugh while we may, 022:15,042[A ]| To$9$ wash from our hearts all sorrow; 022:15,043[A ]| Those Cormorants which$6#1$ 022:15,044[A ]| Are troubled with an itch, 022:15,045[A ]| To$9$ be mighty and rich 022:15,046[A ]| Do but toil for$4$ the wealth which$6#1$ they borrow. 022:15,047[A ]| The Mayor of the Town with his ruff on$5$, 022:15,048[A ]| What a pox is he better than we? 022:15,049[A ]| He must vail to$4$ the men with the buff on$5$; 022:15,050[A ]| He Custard may eat, 022:15,051[A ]| And such lubberly meat, 022:15,052[A ]| But we drink and are merrier than he. 022:16,000[' ]| 022:16,000[' ]| <\Content\> 022:16,000[' ]| <\Out of\ Anacreon> 022:16,000[' ]| <1> 022:16,001[A ]| If wealth could keep a man alive, 022:16,002[A ]| I would only study how to$9$ thrive, 022:16,003[A ]| That$3$ having got a mighty mass, 022:16,004[A ]| I might bribe the fates to$9$ let me pass. 022:16,005[A ]| But since we can not prolong our years, 022:16,006[A ]| Why spend we time in$4$ needless sighs and tears? 022:16,007[A ]| For$3$ since Destiny 022:16,008[A ]| Has decreed us to$9$ die, 022:16,009[A ]| And all must pass over the old ferry, 022:16,010[A ]| Hang riches and cares, 022:16,011[A ]| Since we have not many years, 022:16,012[A ]| We will$1$ have a short life and a merry. 022:16,000[' ]| <2> 022:16,013[A ]| Times keep their round, and destiny 022:16,014[A ]| Observes not where we laugh or cry, 022:16,015[A ]| And Fortune never does bestow, 022:16,016[A ]| A look on$4$ what we do below: 022:16,017[A ]| But men with equal swiftness run 022:16,018[A ]| To$9$ prey on$4$ others, or be preyed upon$5$, 022:16,019[A ]| Since we can take no$2$ course, 022:16,020[A ]| To$9$ be better or worse, 022:16,021[A ]| Let none be a melancholy thinker; 022:16,022[A ]| Let the Times the round go, 022:16,023[A ]| So$3$ the cups do so$5#2$ too, 022:16,024[A ]| Never blush at the name of a Drinker. 022:17,000[' ]| 022:17,000[' ]| <\Mirth\> 022:17,000[' ]| <\Out of\ Anacreon> 022:17,001[A ]| When our brains well liquored are, 022:17,002[A ]| Then we charm asleep our care, 022:17,003[A ]| Then we account \Machivile\ a fool with his plots, 022:17,004[A ]| And cry there is no$2$ depth, but the bottom of the pots, 022:17,005[A ]| Then \Hector\ compared with us will$1$ be 022:17,006[A ]| But a coward, and \Craesus\ beggarly. 022:17,007[A ]| Then with songs our voices we raise, 022:17,008[A ]| And circle our Temples with bays, 022:17,009[A ]| Then Honour we account but a blast of Wind, 022:17,010[A ]| And trample all things in$4$ our mind. 022:17,011[A ]| The valiant at arms, 022:17,012[A ]| That$6#1$ are led by$4$ fond charms 022:17,013[A ]| Get their honour with harms 022:17,014[A ]| While he that$6#1$ takes up$5$ 022:17,015[A ]| A plentiful cup, 022:17,016[A ]| To$4$ no$2$ anger is brought 022:17,017[A ]| But of paying his groat. 022:17,018[A ]| Then quickly come Lad and fill our cups full, 022:17,019[A ]| For$3$ since down we must all be laid, 022:17,020[A ]| It is held a good rule 022:17,021[A ]| In$4$ \Bacchus\ free-school 022:17,022[A ]| It is better lie drunk than dead. 022:18,000[' ]| 022:18,000[' ]| <\The Independants resolve\> 022:18,000[' ]| 022:18,000[' ]| <1> 022:18,001[A ]| Come drawer and fill us about some wine, 022:18,002[A ]| Let us merrily tipple the day is our own, 022:18,003[A ]| We will$1$ have our delights, let the country go pine, 022:18,004[A ]| Let the King and his Kingdom groan, 022:18,005[A ]| The Crown is our own and so$3$ shall continue, 022:18,006[A ]| We will$1$ Monarchy baffle quite, 022:18,007[A ]| We will$1$ drink off the Kingdom's revenue, 022:18,008[A ]| And sacrifice all to$4$ delight. 022:18,009[A ]| It is power that$6#1$ brings 022:18,010[A ]| Us all to$9$ be Kings 022:18,011[A ]| And we will$1$ be all crowned by$4$ our might. 022:18,000[' ]| <2> 022:18,012[A ]| A fig for$4$ divinity lectures and law, 022:18,013[A ]| And all that$6#1$ to$4$ Loyalty do pretend, 022:18,014[A ]| While we by$4$ the sword keep the Kingdom in$4$ awe, 022:18,015[A ]| Our power shall never have end. 022:18,016[A ]| The Church and the State we will$1$ turn into liquor, 022:18,017[A ]| And spend a whole Town in$4$ a day, 022:18,018[A ]| We will$1$ melt all their bodkins the quicker 022:18,019[A ]| Into sack, and drink them away. 022:18,020[A ]| We will$1$ keep the demeans 022:18,021[A ]| And turn Bishops and Deans, 022:18,022[A ]| And over the Presbyter sway. 022:18,000[' ]| <3> 022:18,023[A ]| The nimble St%*Patrick is sunk in$4$ his bogs, 022:18,024[A ]| And his Countrymen sadly cry \O hone, O hone\! 022:18,025[A ]| St%*Andrew and his Kirk-men are lost in$4$ the fogs, 022:18,026[A ]| Now we are the Saints alone. 022:18,027[A ]| Thus on$4$ our Superiors and Equals we trample, 022:18,028[A ]| And \Jocky\ our stirrup shall hold, 022:18,029[A ]| The City is our Mule for$4$ example, 022:18,030[A ]| That$3$ we may in$4$ plenty be rolled. 022:18,031[A ]| Each delicate dish, 022:18,032[A ]| Shall but Echo our wish 022:18,033[A ]| And our drink shall be cordial gold. 022:19,000[' ]| 022:19,000[' ]| 022:19,000[' ]| <1> 022:19,001[A ]| Of all the rare juices, 022:19,002[A ]| That$6#1$ \Bacchus\ or \Caeres\ produces, 022:19,003[A ]| There is none that$6#1$ I can, nor dare I 022:19,004[A ]| Compare with the princely Canary. 022:19,005[A ]| For$3$ this is the thing 022:19,006[A ]| That$6#1$ a fancy infuses, 022:19,007[A ]| This first go a King, 022:19,008[A ]| And next the nine Muses, 022:19,009[A ]| It was this made old Poets so$5#1$ sprightly to$9$ sing, 022:19,010[A ]| And fill all the world with the glory and fame of it, 022:19,011[A ]| They \Helicon\ called it and the \Thespian\ spring, 022:19,012[A ]| But this was the drink, though they knew not the name of it. 022:19,000[' ]| <2> 022:19,013[A ]| Our Cider and Perry, 022:19,014[A ]| May make a man mad but not merry; 022:19,015[A ]| It makes people windmill-pated, 022:19,016[A ]| And with crackers sophisticated, 022:19,017[A ]| And your hops, yeast, and malt, 022:19,018[A ]| When they are mingled together, 022:19,019[A ]| Makes our fancies to$9$ halt, 022:19,020[A ]| Or reel any whether. 022:19,021[A ]| It stuffs up$5$ our brains with froth and with yeast, 022:19,022[A ]| That$3$ if one would write but a verse for$4$ a Bellman, 022:19,023[A ]| He must study till Christmas for$4$ an eight shilling jest, 022:19,024[A ]| These liquors will$1$ not raise, but drown, and overwhelm man. 022:19,000[' ]| <3> 022:19,025[A ]| Our drowsy Matheglin 022:19,026[A ]| Was only ordained to$9$ inveigle in$5$, 022:19,027[A ]| The Novice that$6#1$ knows not to$9$ drink yet, 022:19,028[A ]| But is fuddled before he can think it; 022:19,029[A ]| And your Claret and White, 022:19,030[A ]| Have a Gunpowder fury, 022:19,031[A ]| They are of the \French\ sprite, 022:19,032[A ]| But they will$1$ not long endure you. 022:19,033[A ]| And your holiday Muscadine, Allegant and Tent, 022:19,034[A ]| Have only this property and virtue that$6#1$ is fit in$4$ it; 022:19,035[A ]| They will$1$ make a man sleep till a preachment be spent, 022:19,036[A ]| But we neither can warm our blood nor our wit in$4$ it. 022:19,000[' ]| <4> 022:19,037[A ]| The Bagrag and Rhenish 022:19,038[A ]| You must with ingredients replenish; 022:19,039[A ]| It is a wine to$9$ please Ladies and toys with 022:19,040[A ]| But not for$4$ a man to$9$ rejoice with. 022:19,041[A ]| But it is Sack makes the sport, 022:19,042[A ]| And who$6#1$ gains but that$6#2$ flavour, 022:19,043[A ]| Though an Abbess he court, 022:19,044[A ]| In$4$ his highshoes he will$1$ have her. 022:19,045[A ]| It is this that$6#1$ advances the drinker and drawer, 022:19,046[A ]| Though the father came to$4$ Town in$4$ his hobnails and leather, 022:19,047[A ]| He turns it to$4$ velvet, and brings up$5$ an Heir, 022:19,048[A ]| In$4$ the Town in$4$ his chain, in$4$ the field with his feather. 022:20,000[' ]| 022:20,000[' ]| <\The Leveller\> 022:20,000[' ]| <1> 022:20,001[A ]| Nay prithee do not fly me, 022:20,002[A ]| But sit thee down by$4$ me, 022:20,003[A ]| I can not endure 022:20,004[A ]| A man that$6#1$ is demure. 022:20,005[A ]| Go hang up$5$ your worships and Sirs, 022:20,006[A ]| Your congies and trips, 022:20,007[A ]| With your legs, and your lips, 022:20,008[A ]| Your Madams and Lords, 022:20,009[A ]| And such finicking words, 022:20,010[A ]| With the compliments you bring 022:20,011[A ]| That$6#1$ do spell NOTHING, 022:20,012[A ]| You may keep for$4$ the chains and the furs, 022:20,013[A ]| For$3$ at the beginning was no$2$ Peasant or Prince, 022:20,014[A ]| And it was policy made the distinction since. 022:20,000[' ]| <2> 022:20,015[A ]| Those Title of honours 022:20,016[A ]| Do remain in$4$ the Donors, 022:20,017[A ]| And not in$4$ that$6#2$ thing, 022:20,018[A ]| To$4$ which$6#1$ they do cling, 022:20,019[A ]| If his soul be too narrow to$9$ wear them; 022:20,020[A ]| No$2$ delight can I see 022:20,021[A ]| In$4$ that$6#2$ word called degree, 022:20,022[A ]| Honest \Dick\ sounds as well 022:20,023[A ]| As a name of an ell, 022:20,024[A ]| That$6#1$ with titles doth swell 022:20,025[A ]| And sounds like$4$ a spell, 022:20,026[A ]| To$9$ affright mortal ears that$6#1$ hear them. 022:20,027[A ]| He that$6#1$ wears a brave soul, and dares gallantly do, 022:20,028[A ]| May be his own herald and Godfather too. 022:20,000[' ]| <3> 022:20,029[A ]| Why then should we dote on$5$, 022:20,030[A ]| One with a fool's coat on$5$? 022:20,031[A ]| Whose Coffers are crammed, 022:20,032[A ]| But yet he will$1$ be damned 022:20,033[A ]| Before he will$1$ do a good act or a wise one? 022:20,034[A ]| What Reason has he 022:20,035[A ]| To$9$ be ruler over me? 022:20,036[A ]| That$6#1$ is a Lord in$4$ his chest, 022:20,037[A ]| But in$4$ his head and his breast 022:20,038[A ]| Is empty and bare, 022:20,039[A ]| Or but puffed up$5$ with air, 022:20,040[A ]| And can neither assist nor advise one. 022:20,041[A ]| Honour is but air, and proud flesh but dust is, 022:20,042[A ]| It is we Commons make Lords, and the Clerk makes the Justice. 022:20,000[' ]| <4> 022:20,043[A ]| But since men must be 022:20,044[A ]| Of a different degree, 022:20,045[A ]| Because most do aspire, 022:20,046[A ]| To$9$ be greater and higher, 022:20,047[A ]| Than the rest of their fellows and brothers, 022:20,048[A ]| He that$6#1$ has such a spirit, 022:20,049[A ]| Let him gain it by$4$ his merit, 022:20,050[A ]| Spend his brain, wealth, or blood 022:20,051[A ]| For$4$ his Country's good, 022:20,052[A ]| And make himself fit 022:20,053[A ]| By$4$ his valour or wit, 022:20,054[A ]| For$4$ things above the reach of all others. 022:20,055[A ]| For$3$ honour is a prize, and who$6#1$ wins it may wear it, 022:20,056[A ]| If not, it is a badge and a burthen to$9$ bear it. 022:20,000[' ]| <5> 022:20,057[A ]| For$4$ my part let me 022:20,058[A ]| Be but quiet and free, 022:20,059[A ]| I will$1$ drink sack and obey, 022:20,060[A ]| And let great ones sway, 022:20,061[A ]| Who$6#1$ spend their whole time in$4$ thinking, 022:20,062[A ]| I will$1$ never busy my pate 022:20,063[A ]| With secrets of State, 022:20,064[A ]| The news books I will$1$ burn all, 022:20,065[A ]| And with the Diurnal 022:20,066[A ]| Light Tobacco, and admit 022:20,067[A ]| That$3$ they are so$5#1$ far fit, 022:20,068[A ]| As they serve good company and drinking. 022:20,069[A ]| All the name I desire is an honest Good-fellow, 022:20,070[A ]| And that$6#2$ man has no$2$ worth that$6#1$ will$1$ not sometimes be mellow. 022:21,000[' ]| 022:21,000[' ]| <\The Royalists Answer\> 022:21,000[' ]| <1> 022:21,001[A ]| I have reason to$9$ fly thee, 022:21,002[A ]| And not sit down by$4$ thee; 022:21,003[A ]| For$3$ I hate to$9$ behold, 022:21,004[A ]| One so$5#1$ saucy and bold, 022:21,005[A ]| To$9$ deride and contemn his superiors; 022:21,006[A ]| Our madams and Lords 022:21,007[A ]| And such mannerly words, 022:21,008[A ]| With the gestures that$6#1$ be 022:21,009[A ]| Fit for$4$ every degree, 022:21,010[A ]| Are things that$6#1$ we and you 022:21,011[A ]| Both claim as our due 022:21,012[A ]| From all those that$6#1$ are our inferiors. 022:21,013[A ]| For$3$ from the beginning there were Princes we know, 022:21,014[A ]| It is you Levellers hate them because you can not be so$5#2$. 022:21,000[' ]| <2> 022:21,015[A ]| All titles of honours 022:21,016[A ]| Were at first in$4$ the donors; 022:21,017[A ]| But being granted away 022:21,018[A ]| With the grantee stay 022:21,019[A ]| Where he wear a small soul or a bigger. 022:21,020[A ]| There is a necessity 022:21,021[A ]| That$3$ there should be degree. 022:21,022[A ]| Where it is due we will$1$ afford 022:21,023[A ]| A Sir*John, and my Lord, 022:21,024[A ]| Though \Dick\, \Tom\ and \Jack\, 022:21,025[A ]| Will$1$ serve you and your pack, 022:21,026[A ]| Honest \Dick is\ name enough for$4$ a Digger. 022:21,027[A ]| He that$6#1$ has a strong purse can all things be or do, 022:21,028[A ]| He is valiant and wise and religious too. 022:21,000[' ]| <3> 022:21,029[A ]| We have cause to$9$ adore, 022:21,030[A ]| That$6#2$ man that$6#1$ has store, 022:21,031[A ]| Though a Bore or a sot, 022:21,032[A ]| There is something to$9$ be got, 022:21,033[A ]| Though he be neither honest nor witty; 022:21,034[A ]| Make him high, let him rule, 022:21,035[A ]| He will$1$ be playing the fool, 022:21,036[A ]| And transgress, then we will$1$ squeeze 022:21,037[A ]| Him for$4$ fines and for$4$ fees. 022:21,038[A ]| And so$3$ we shall gain, 022:21,039[A ]| By$4$ the wants of his brain, 022:21,040[A ]| It is the fools-cap that$6#1$ maintains the City. 022:21,041[A ]| If honour be air, it is in$4$ common, and as fit, 022:21,042[A ]| For$4$ the fool and the clown, as for$4$ the champion or the wit. 022:21,000[' ]| <4> 022:21,043[A ]| Then why may not we be 022:21,044[A ]| Of different degree? 022:21,045[A ]| And each man aspire 022:21,046[A ]| To$9$ be greater and higher 022:21,047[A ]| Than his wiser or honester brother, 022:21,048[A ]| Since Fortune and Nature 022:21,049[A ]| Their favours do scatter; 022:21,050[A ]| This hath valour, that$6#2$ wit, 022:21,051[A ]| The other wealth, nor is it fit 022:21,052[A ]| That$3$ one should have all, 022:21,053[A ]| For$3$ then what would befall 022:21,054[A ]| Him, that$6#1$ is born not to$4$ one nor the other? 022:21,055[A ]| Though honour were a prize at first, now it is a chattel 022:21,056[A ]| And as merchantable grown as your wares or your cattle. 022:21,000[' ]| <5> 022:21,057[A ]| Yet in$4$ this we agree, 022:21,058[A ]| To$9$ live quiet and free, 022:21,059[A ]| To$9$ drink sack and submit, 022:21,060[A ]| And not show our wit 022:21,061[A ]| By$4$ our prating, but silence, and thinking; 022:21,062[A ]| Let the politick Jews 022:21,063[A ]| Read Diurnals and News, 022:21,064[A ]| And lard their discourse, 022:21,065[A ]| With a Comment that$6#1$ is worse; 022:21,066[A ]| That$6#2$ which$6#1$ pleaseth me best 022:21,067[A ]| Is a song or a Jest, 022:21,068[A ]| And my obedience I will$1$ show by$4$ my drinking. 022:21,069[A ]| He that$6#1$ drinks well, does sleep well, he that$6#1$ sleeps well doth think well, 022:21,070[A ]| He that$6#1$ thinks well, does do well, he that$6#1$ does well, must drink well. 022:22,000[' ]| 022:22,000[' ]| <\The Safe Estate\> 022:22,000[' ]| <1> 022:22,001[A ]| How happy a man is he, 022:22,002[A ]| Whose soul is quiet and free, 022:22,003[A ]| And liveth content with his own! 022:22,004[A ]| That$6#1$ does not desire 022:22,005[A ]| To$9$ swell nor aspire, 022:22,006[A ]| To$4$ the coronet nor to$4$ the crown. 022:22,007[A ]| He doth sit and despise 022:22,008[A ]| Those Mushrooms that$6#1$ rise, 022:22,009[A ]| But disturbs not his sleep, 022:22,010[A ]| At the coil that$6#1$ they keep, 022:22,011[A ]| Both in$4$ Country and Town, 022:22,012[A ]| In$4$ the plain he sits safe, 022:22,013[A ]| And doth privately laugh, 022:22,014[A ]| At high thoughts that$6#1$ are tumbling down. 022:22,000[' ]| <2> 022:22,015[A ]| His heart and his head are at rest, 022:22,016[A ]| And he sleeps with a sorrowless breast, 022:22,017[A ]| That$6#1$ aspires not to$9$ sit at the helm, 022:22,018[A ]| The desires of his mind, 022:22,019[A ]| To$4$ his estate are confined, 022:22,020[A ]| And he lets not his brains to$9$ overwhelm. 022:22,021[A ]| He is for$4$ innocent sport, 022:22,022[A ]| And keeps off from the court, 022:22,023[A ]| And if sad thoughts arise, 022:22,024[A ]| He does only devise 022:22,025[A ]| With sack to$9$ repel them. 022:22,026[A ]| Though the times do turn round, 022:22,027[A ]| He doth still keep his ground, 022:22,028[A ]| Both in$4$ a Republic and Realm. 022:22,000[' ]| <3> 022:22,029[A ]| He wears his own head and ears, 022:22,030[A ]| And he tipples in$4$ safety with his peers, 022:22,031[A ]| And harmlessly passeth his time, 022:22,032[A ]| If he meet with a cross, 022:22,033[A ]| A full bowl he doth toss, 022:22,034[A ]| Nor his wealth, nor his wit are his crime. 022:22,035[A ]| He doth privately sit 022:22,036[A ]| With his friend clubbing wit, 022:22,037[A ]| And disburdening their breasts 022:22,038[A ]| Of some innocent jests 022:22,039[A ]| And no$2$ higher doth climb. 022:22,040[A ]| He smiles at the fate 022:22,041[A ]| Of those Courtiers of state, 022:22,042[A ]| That$6#1$ fall down because their thoughts are sublime. 022:22,000[' ]| <4> 022:22,043[A ]| But Princes and Nobles are still, 022:22,044[A ]| Not tenants for$4$ life, but at will$0$, 022:22,045[A ]| And the giddy-brained rout is their Lord, 022:22,046[A ]| He that$6#1$ is crowned today, 022:22,047[A ]| A sceptre to$9$ sway, 022:22,048[A ]| And by$4$ all is obeyed and adored, 022:22,049[A ]| Both he and his crown 022:22,050[A ]| In$4$ a trice are thrown down, 022:22,051[A ]| For$4$ an Act just and good, 022:22,052[A ]| If misunderstood 022:22,053[A ]| Or an ill-relished word, 022:22,054[A ]| While he that$6#1$ scorns pelf, 022:22,055[A ]| And enjoys his own self, 022:22,056[A ]| Is secure from the Vote or the Sword. 022:23,000[' ]| 022:23,000[' ]| <\The fate\> 022:23,000[' ]| <1> 022:23,001[A ]| The Astrologers, 022:23,002[A ]| That$6#1$ trade in$4$ Stars, 022:23,003[A ]| Tell me I have not long to$9$ live, 022:23,004[A ]| Yet do I cry, 022:23,005[A ]| Lo here am I 022:23,006[A ]| Let fortune still 022:23,007[A ]| Do what she will$1$, 022:23,008[A ]| I will$1$ neither care nor grieve. 022:23,000[' ]| <2> 022:23,009[A ]| Fortune I know, 022:23,010[A ]| Is still my foe, 022:23,011[A ]| And lets me not grow fat nor strive, 022:23,012[A ]| But I, I vow, 022:23,013[A ]| Will$1$ never bow, 022:23,014[A ]| Nor dote and be 022:23,015[A ]| As blind as she, 022:23,016[A ]| But keep myself alive. 022:23,000[' ]| <3> 022:23,017[A ]| This I do know, 022:23,018[A ]| We all must go, 022:23,019[A ]| Though some go sooner, others later, 022:23,020[A ]| But why so$5#1$ fast? 022:23,021[A ]| There is no$2$ such haste 022:23,022[A ]| Some post are gone, 022:23,023[A ]| We will$1$ but jog on$5$, 022:23,024[A ]| Bait first, and then walk after. 022:23,000[' ]| <4> 022:23,025[A ]| The clown and his beast 022:23,026[A ]| Make haste to$9$ rest, 022:23,027[A ]| But lords and courtiers sit up$5$ longer, 022:23,028[A ]| Before we part 022:23,029[A ]| Fill the other quart, 022:23,030[A ]| Wash the other eye, 022:23,031[A ]| And then we will$1$ try 022:23,032[A ]| Where death or man be stronger. 022:23,000[' ]| <5> 022:23,033[A ]| In$4$ the interim, 022:23,034[A ]| Fill to$4$ the brim, 022:23,035[A ]| Travelling will$1$ make us weary, 022:23,036[A ]| Since the journey is great, 022:23,037[A ]| And hurts our feet, 022:23,038[A ]| \Bacchus\ shall be 022:23,039[A ]| A horse for$4$ me, 022:23,040[A ]| He is strong enough to$9$ carry. 022:24,000[' ]| 022:24,000[' ]| <\The Polititian\> 022:24,000[' ]| 022:24,000[' ]| <1> 022:24,001[A ]| What madness is it for$4$ him that$6#1$ is wise 022:24,002[A ]| To$9$ be so$5#1$ much self-hating? 022:24,003[A ]| Himself and his to$9$ sacrifice, 022:24,004[A ]| By$4$ meddling still with things too high, 022:24,005[A ]| That$6#1$ do not concern but gratify, 022:24,006[A ]| His lechery of prating. 022:24,007[A ]| What is it to$4$ us who$6#1$ is in$4$ the ruling power? 022:24,008[A ]| While they protect, we are bound to$9$ obey, 022:24,009[A ]| But longer not an hour. 022:24,000[' ]| <2> 022:24,010[A ]| Nature made all alike at first, 022:24,011[A ]| But men that$6#1$ framed this fiddle 022:24,012[A ]| Of government made best and worst 022:24,013[A ]| And high and low, like$4$ various strings, 022:24,014[A ]| Each man his several ditty sings, 022:24,015[A ]| To$9$ tune this state down diddle. 022:24,016[A ]| In$4$ this grand wheel the world we are spokes made all, 022:24,017[A ]| But that$3$ it may still keep its round, 022:24,018[A ]| Some mount while others fall. 022:24,000[' ]| <3> 022:24,019[A ]| The blinded Ruler that$6#1$ by$4$ night, 022:24,020[A ]| Sits with his host of Bill-men 022:24,021[A ]| With their chalked weapons, that$6#1$ affright 022:24,022[A ]| The wondering clown that$6#1$ haps to$9$ view 022:24,023[A ]| His worship and his Gowned crew, 022:24,024[A ]| As if they sat to$9$ Kill men; 022:24,025[A ]| Speak him but fair; he will$1$ let you freely go. 022:24,026[A ]| And those that$6#1$ on$4$ the high rope dance, 022:24,027[A ]| Will$1$ do the same trick too. 022:24,000[' ]| <4> 022:24,028[A ]| I will$1$ never admire that$6#2$ fatuous fire, 022:24,029[A ]| That$6#1$ is not what it seems, 022:24,030[A ]| For$3$ those, that$6#1$ now to$4$ us seem higher, 022:24,031[A ]| Like$4$ painted bubbles blown in$4$ the air, 022:24,032[A ]| By$4$ boys seem glorious and fair, 022:24,033[A ]| It is but in$4$ boys' esteems. 022:24,034[A ]| Rule of itself is a toil and none would bear it 022:24,035[A ]| But that$3$ between pride and avarice 022:24,036[A ]| And close revenge they will$1$ share it. 022:24,000[' ]| <5> 022:24,037[A ]| Since all the world is but a stage, 022:24,038[A ]| And every man a player, 022:24,039[A ]| They are fools that$6#1$ lives or states engage, 022:24,040[A ]| Let us act and juggle as others do, 022:24,041[A ]| Keep what is our own, get others too, 022:24,042[A ]| Play whiffler clown or Mayor. 022:24,043[A ]| For$3$ he that$6#1$ sticks to$4$ what his heart calls just, 022:24,044[A ]| Becomes a sacrifice and prey 022:24,045[A ]| To$4$ the prosperous whirligig's lust. 022:24,000[' ]| <6> 022:24,046[A ]| Each wise man first best loves himself, 022:24,047[A ]| Lives close, thinks and obeys, 022:24,048[A ]| Makes not his soul a slave to$4$ his pelf, 022:24,049[A ]| Nor idly squanders it away, 022:24,050[A ]| To$9$ cram their maws that$6#1$ taxes lay, 022:24,051[A ]| On$4$ what he does, or says, 022:24,052[A ]| For$3$ those grand cords that$6#1$ man do twist 022:24,053[A ]| Now are not honesty and love 022:24,054[A ]| But self and interest. 022:25,000[' ]| 022:25,000[' ]| <\The Prisoners\> 022:25,000[' ]| 022:25,000[' ]| <1> 022:25,001[A ]| Come a brimmer (my bullies) drink whole ones or nothing, 022:25,002[A ]| Now healths have been voted down, 022:25,003[A ]| It is sack that$6#1$ can heat us, we care not for$4$ clothing, 022:25,004[A ]| A gallon is as warm as a gown, 022:25,005[A ]| Because the Parliament sees, 022:25,006[A ]| Nor the former nor these, 022:25,007[A ]| Could engage us to$9$ drink their health, 022:25,008[A ]| They Vote that$3$ we shall 022:25,009[A ]| Drink no$2$ healths at all 022:25,010[A ]| Nor to$4$ King nor to$4$ Commonwealth, 022:25,011[A ]| So$3$ that$3$ now we must venture to$9$ drink them by$4$ stealth. 022:25,000[' ]| <2> 022:25,012[A ]| But we have found out a way that$6#1$ is beyond all their thinking, 022:25,013[A ]| To$9$ keep up$5$ Good-fellowship still 022:25,014[A ]| We will$1$ drink their destruction that$6#1$ would destroy drinking, 022:25,015[A ]| Let them Vote that$6#2$ a health if they will$1$. 022:25,016[A ]| Those men that$6#1$ did fight, 022:25,017[A ]| And did pray day and night 022:25,018[A ]| For$4$ the Parliament and its attendant, 022:25,019[A ]| Did make all that$6#2$ bustle, 022:25,020[A ]| The King out to$9$ justle, 022:25,021[A ]| And bring in$5$ the Independent, 022:25,022[A ]| But now we all clearly see what was the end of it. 022:25,000[' ]| <3> 022:25,023[A ]| Now their Idol is thrown down with their sooterkin also, 022:25,024[A ]| About which$6#1$ they did make such a puther, 022:25,025[A ]| And though their contrivance made one King to$9$ fall so$5#2$ 022:25,026[A ]| We have drunk ourselves into another. 022:25,027[A ]| And now (my Lads) we 022:25,028[A ]| May still Cavaliers be, 022:25,029[A ]| In$4$ spite of Committee's frown, 022:25,030[A ]| We will$1$ drink, and we will$1$ sing, 022:25,031[A ]| And each health to$4$ our King 022:25,032[A ]| Shall be Royally drunk in$4$ the crown, 022:25,033[A ]| Which$6#1$ shall be the Standard in$4$ every Town. 022:25,000[' ]| <4> 022:25,034[A ]| Those politic would-bes do but show themselves asses, 022:25,035[A ]| That$6#1$ other men's calling invade, 022:25,036[A ]| We only converse with pots and with glasses, 022:25,037[A ]| Let the Rulers alone with their trade. 022:25,038[A ]| The Lyon of the \Tower\, 022:25,039[A ]| Their estates does devour, 022:25,040[A ]| Without showing law for$4$ it or reason, 022:25,041[A ]| Into prison we get, 022:25,042[A ]| For$4$ the crime called debt, 022:25,043[A ]| Where our Bodies and brains we do season, 022:25,044[A ]| And that$6#2$ is never taken for$4$ murder or treason. 022:25,000[' ]| <5> 022:25,045[A ]| Where our ditties still be \give us more drink, give us more drink boys\, 022:25,046[A ]| Let those that$6#1$ are frugal take care, 022:25,047[A ]| Our Gaolers and we will$1$ live by$4$ our chink boys, 022:25,048[A ]| While our Creditors live by$4$ the air. 022:25,049[A ]| Here we lie at our ease, 022:25,050[A ]| And get craft and grease, 022:25,051[A ]| Till we have merrily spent all our store, 022:25,052[A ]| Then as drink brought us in$5$, 022:25,053[A ]| It will$1$ redeem us again, 022:25,054[A ]| We got in$5$ because we were poor, 022:25,055[A ]| And swear ourselves out on$4$ the very same score. 022:26,000[' ]| 022:26,000[' ]| <\Satisfaction\> 022:26,000[' ]| <1> 022:26,001[A ]| I have often heard men say, 022:26,002[A ]| That$3$ the Philosophers of old, 022:26,003[A ]| Though they were good and grave and gray, 022:26,004[A ]| Did various opinions hold, 022:26,005[A ]| And with idolatry adore 022:26,006[A ]| The Gods that$6#1$ themselves had made before, 022:26,007[A ]| And we that$6#1$ are fools do do no$2$ more. 022:26,000[' ]| <2> 022:26,008[A ]| Every man desires what is good; 022:26,009[A ]| But wherein that$6#2$ good consists 022:26,010[A ]| Is not by$4$ any understood. 022:26,011[A ]| This sets on$4$ work both pens and fists, 022:26,012[A ]| For$3$ this condemns what that$6#2$ approves, 022:26,013[A ]| And this man doth hate, what that$6#2$ man loves, 022:26,014[A ]| And that$6#2$ is the grand wheel that$6#1$ discord moves. 022:26,000[' ]| <3> 022:26,015[A ]| This would valiant be, that$6#2$ wise, 022:26,016[A ]| That$6#2$ is for$4$ the sea, and this for$4$ land, 022:26,017[A ]| All do judge upon$4$ surmise, 022:26,018[A ]| None do rightly understand, 022:26,019[A ]| These may be like$5$, but are not that$6#2$, 022:26,020[A ]| Something there is that$6#1$ all drive at, 022:26,021[A ]| But only they differ about the WHAT. 022:26,000[' ]| <4> 022:26,022[A ]| And from all these several ends 022:26,023[A ]| Springs diversity of action, 022:26,024[A ]| For$3$ every man his studies bends, 022:26,025[A ]| As opinion builds his faction. 022:26,026[A ]| Each man is his own God-smith, what he 022:26,027[A ]| Thinks good, is good to$4$ him, and we 022:26,028[A ]| First make, and then adore our deity. 022:26,000[' ]| <5> 022:26,029[A ]| A mind that$6#1$ is honest, pure and just, 022:26,030[A ]| A sociable life and free, 022:26,031[A ]| A friend that$6#1$ dares not break a trust, 022:26,032[A ]| Yet dares die if occasion be, 022:26,033[A ]| A heart that$6#1$ dictates to$4$ the tongue, 022:26,034[A ]| A soul that$6#1$ is innocent and strong, 022:26,035[A ]| That$6#1$ can, yet will$1$ not do any wrong: 022:26,036[A ]| He that$6#1$ has such a soul and a mind, 022:26,037[A ]| That$6#1$ is so$5#1$ blest and so$5#1$ inclined, 022:26,038[A ]| What all these do seek for$4$, he does find. 022:27,000[' ]| 022:27,000[' ]| <\The Club\> 022:27,000[' ]| <1> 022:27,001[A ]| Prithee be not so$5#1$ sad and serious, 022:27,002[A ]| Nothing is got by$4$ grief or care, 022:27,003[A ]| Melancholy is too imperious, 022:27,004[A ]| Where it comes it will$1$ domineer, 022:27,005[A ]| If thou hast a cloudy breast, 022:27,006[A ]| In$4$ which$6#1$ thy cares would build a nest, 022:27,007[A ]| Then drink good sack, it will$1$ make thee rest, 022:27,008[A ]| Where sorrows come not near. 022:27,000[' ]| <2> 022:27,009[A ]| Be it business, love, or sorrow, 022:27,010[A ]| That$6#1$ possesses thus thy mind, 022:27,011[A ]| Bid them come again tomorrow, 022:27,012[A ]| We are now to$4$ mirth inclined, 022:27,013[A ]| Fill thy cup and drown them all, 022:27,014[A ]| Sorrows still do for$4$ liquor call, 022:27,015[A ]| We will$1$ make this \Bacchus\ festival 022:27,016[A ]| And cast our cares behind. 022:27,000[' ]| <3> 022:27,017[A ]| He that$6#1$ has a heart that$6#1$ is drowsy 022:27,018[A ]| Shall be surely banished hence; 022:27,019[A ]| We will$1$ shun him as a man that$6#1$ is lousy, 022:27,020[A ]| He is of dangerous consequence, 022:27,021[A ]| And he that$6#1$ is silent like$4$ a block, 022:27,022[A ]| Deserves to$9$ be made a laughing stock, 022:27,023[A ]| Let all good fellows shun that$6#2$ rock, 022:27,024[A ]| For$4$ fear they forfeit sense. 022:27,000[' ]| <4> 022:27,025[A ]| Still those clocks, let time attend us, 022:27,026[A ]| We will$1$ not be to$4$ hours confined, 022:27,027[A ]| We will$1$ banish all that$6#1$ may offend us, 022:27,028[A ]| Or disturb our mirth designed, 022:27,029[A ]| Let the glass still run its round 022:27,030[A ]| And each good-fellow keep his ground 022:27,031[A ]| And if there be any flincher found, 022:27,032[A ]| We will$1$ have his soul new coined. 022:28,000[' ]| 022:28,000[' ]| <\The Prodigal\> 022:28,000[' ]| <1> 022:28,001[A ]| Nay persuade not, I have swore 022:28,002[A ]| We will$1$ have one pottle more, 022:28,003[A ]| Though we run on$4$ the score, 022:28,004[A ]| And our credits do stretch for$4$ it, 022:28,005[A ]| To$4$ what end does a father, 022:28,006[A ]| Pine his body, or rather, 022:28,007[A ]| Damn his soul for$4$ to$9$ gather 022:28,008[A ]| Such store, but that$3$ he has this fetch for$4$ it, 022:28,009[A ]| That$3$ we sons should be high boys, 022:28,010[A ]| And make it all fly boys 022:28,011[A ]| And when he does die boys 022:28,012[A ]| Instead of a Sermon we will$1$ sing him a catch for$4$ it. 022:28,000[' ]| <2> 022:28,013[A ]| Then hang the Dull wit 022:28,014[A ]| Of that$6#2$ white-livered cit, 022:28,015[A ]| That$6#1$ goodfellows does hit 022:28,016[A ]| In$4$ teeth with a rednose, 022:28,017[A ]| May his nose look blue 022:28,018[A ]| Or any dreadfuller hue, 022:28,019[A ]| That$6#1$ may speak him untrue, 022:28,020[A ]| And disloyal unto the headnose, 022:28,021[A ]| It is the scarlet that$6#1$ graces, 022:28,022[A ]| And sets out our faces, 022:28,023[A ]| And that$6#2$ nature base is, 022:28,024[A ]| That$6#1$ esteems not a Coppernose more than a leadnose. 022:28,000[' ]| <3> 022:28,025[A ]| All the world keeps a round, 022:28,026[A ]| First our fathers abound 022:28,027[A ]| In$4$ wealth and buy ground, 022:28,028[A ]| And then leave it behind them, 022:28,029[A ]| We are straight put in$4$ black, 022:28,030[A ]| Where we mourn and drink sack, 022:28,031[A ]| And do the other knack. 022:28,032[A ]| While they sleep in$4$ their graves we never mind them, 022:28,033[A ]| Thus we scatter the store, 022:28,034[A ]| As they racked it before 022:28,035[A ]| And as for$4$ the poor, 022:28,036[A ]| We enrich them as fast as our fathers did grind them. 022:29,000[' ]| 022:29,000[' ]| <\The Antipolititian\> 022:29,000[' ]| <1> 022:29,001[A ]| Come leave thy care and love thy friend, 022:29,002[A ]| Live freely, do not despair, 022:29,003[A ]| Of getting money there is no$2$ end, 022:29,004[A ]| And keeping it breeds care. 022:29,005[A ]| If thou hast money at thy need 022:29,006[A ]| Good Company and good wine, 022:29,007[A ]| His life, whose joys on$4$ wealth do feed, 022:29,008[A ]| Is not half so$5#1$ sweet as thine. 022:29,000[' ]| <2> 022:29,009[A ]| I can enjoy myself and friends, 022:29,010[A ]| Without design or fear, 022:29,011[A ]| Below their envy or base ends, 022:29,012[A ]| That$6#1$ Politicians are. 022:29,013[A ]| I neither toil nor care nor grieve 022:29,014[A ]| To$9$ gather keep or lose; 022:29,015[A ]| With freedom and content I live, 022:29,016[A ]| And what is my own I use. 022:29,000[' ]| <3> 022:29,017[A ]| While men blow on$5$ with strong desires 022:29,018[A ]| Of riches or renown, 022:29,019[A ]| Though never so$5#1$ high, would still be higher, 022:29,020[A ]| So$3$ tumble headlong down. 022:29,021[A ]| For$3$ Princes smiles turn oft to$4$ frowns, 022:29,022[A ]| And favours fade each hour, 022:29,023[A ]| He that$6#1$ today heaps Towns on$4$ Towns, 022:29,024[A ]| Tomorrow is clapped in$4$ the Tower. 022:29,000[' ]| <4> 022:29,025[A ]| All that$6#1$ we get by$4$ all our store, 022:29,026[A ]| Is but honour or dominion, 022:29,027[A ]| The one is but trouble varnished over 022:29,028[A ]| And the other is but opinion. 022:29,029[A ]| Fate rules the roast, Times always change, 022:29,030[A ]| It is fancy builds all things, 022:29,031[A ]| How madly then our minds do range, 022:29,032[A ]| Since all we grasp hath wings. 022:29,000[' ]| <5> 022:29,033[A ]| Those empty terms of rich and poor, 022:29,034[A ]| Comparison hath framed, 022:29,035[A ]| He hath not much that$6#1$ covets more, 022:29,036[A ]| Want is but will$1$ nicknamed. 022:29,037[A ]| If I can safely think and live, 022:29,038[A ]| And freely laugh or sing, 022:29,039[A ]| My wealth I will$1$ not for$4$ \Craesus's\ give, 022:29,040[A ]| Nor change lives with a King. 022:30,000[' ]| 022:30,000[' ]| <\The New Gentry\> 022:30,000[' ]| <1> 022:30,001[A ]| Enough for$4$ shame! leave off this fooling, 022:30,002[A ]| Prithee cringe no$2$ more 022:30,003[A ]| Nor admire the illgotten store 022:30,004[A ]| Of the upstart Mushrooms of our Nation 022:30,005[A ]| With blind and groundless adoration, 022:30,006[A ]| If thy nature still wants schooling, 022:30,007[A ]| As thou dost grow old grow wise, 022:30,008[A ]| For$3$ age can easily advise, 022:30,009[A ]| And make thee know 022:30,010[A ]| It is only such as thou 022:30,011[A ]| That$6#1$ bring and keep both fools and knaves in$4$ fashion. 022:30,000[' ]| <2> 022:30,012[A ]| We make each other proud and knavish, 022:30,013[A ]| For$3$ wherever we 022:30,014[A ]| Great abundance chance to$9$ see, 022:30,015[A ]| There we fling both power and honour 022:30,016[A ]| As if wealth were the only donor, 022:30,017[A ]| And our natures are so$5#1$ slavish, 022:30,018[A ]| That$3$ we tamely will$1$ submit, 022:30,019[A ]| All our reason strength and wit, 022:30,020[A ]| And pay and pray 022:30,021[A ]| Great men in$4$ power, that$3$ they 022:30,022[A ]| Will$1$ take our Liberty and trample on$4$ her. 022:30,000[' ]| <3> 022:30,023[A ]| What is it makes all men so$5#1$ much covet, 022:30,024[A ]| Toiling more and more, 022:30,025[A ]| To$9$ increase a needless store, 022:30,026[A ]| So$5#1$ violently tug and haul for$4$ it 022:30,027[A ]| Venturing body soul and all for$4$ it? 022:30,028[A ]| The rich are flattered and they love it, 022:30,029[A ]| We obey their shalls and musts, 022:30,030[A ]| And to$9$ gratify their lusts, 022:30,031[A ]| We madly strive 022:30,032[A ]| Who$6#1$ first ourselves shall give 022:30,033[A ]| And all that$6#1$ is ours to$4$ them, if they will$1$ but call for$4$ it. 022:30,000[' ]| <4> 022:30,034[A ]| If we did take no$2$ notice of them, 022:30,035[A ]| Like$1$ not, nor applaud 022:30,036[A ]| Their spoils obtained by$4$ force and fraud 022:30,037[A ]| But would live content and jolly 022:30,038[A ]| Laughing at their painful folly, 022:30,039[A ]| And would neither fear nor love them, 022:30,040[A ]| Underneath their loads, they would groan, 022:30,041[A ]| Or with shame would throw them down, 022:30,042[A ]| And live as free 022:30,043[A ]| From needless cares as we, 022:30,044[A ]| Slight pomp and wealth, that$6#1$ makes men melancholy. 022:30,000[' ]| <5> 022:30,045[A ]| Pray what are all these gaudy bubbles 022:30,046[A ]| That$6#1$ so$5#2$ boast and rant, 022:30,047[A ]| Of what they think they have, but have not? 022:30,048[A ]| But men that$6#1$ had the luck of living, 022:30,049[A ]| And make others' fall their thriving, 022:30,050[A ]| Hailstones got in$4$ storms of troubles, 022:30,051[A ]| That$6#1$ for$4$ valour are as fit 022:30,052[A ]| For$4$ Knights, as to$9$ be Squires for$4$ wit, 022:30,053[A ]| Inspired with pride, 022:30,054[A ]| Did what good men defied, 022:30,055[A ]| Grown great by$4$ \Protean\ turning and conniving. 022:30,000[' ]| <6> 022:30,056[A ]| That$6#2$ man that$6#1$ would have me adore him 022:30,057[A ]| With my heart, he must 022:30,058[A ]| Be noble, powerful, wise and just, 022:30,059[A ]| And improve his parts and power 022:30,060[A ]| To$9$ support not to$9$ devour, 022:30,061[A ]| Nor pride nor lust, must ever rule over him. 022:30,062[A ]| The bugbear greatness without this 022:30,063[A ]| An idle, empty pageant is, 022:30,064[A ]| He that$6#1$ doth rise 022:30,065[A ]| And is not good and wise, 022:30,066[A ]| I honour not, but pity and deplore him. 022:31,000[' ]| 022:31,000[' ]| <\The Cheerful heart\> 022:31,000[' ]| <1> 022:31,001[A ]| What though these ill times do go cross to$4$ our will$0$? 022:31,002[A ]| And fortune still frowns upon$4$ us? 022:31,003[A ]| Our hearts are our own, and they shall be so$5#2$ still, 022:31,004[A ]| A pin for$4$ the plagues they lay on$4$ us. 022:31,005[A ]| Let us take the other cup, 022:31,006[A ]| To$9$ keep our hearts up$5$, 022:31,007[A ]| And let it be purest Canary, 022:31,008[A ]| We will$1$ never shrink or care, 022:31,009[A ]| For$4$ the crosses we bear, 022:31,010[A ]| Let them plague us until they be weary. 022:31,000[' ]| <2> 022:31,011[A ]| What though we are made, both beggars and slaves, 022:31,012[A ]| Let us stoutly endure it and drink on$4$ it. 022:31,013[A ]| It is our comfort we suffer, because we will$1$ not be knaves, 022:31,014[A ]| Our redemption will$1$ come before we think of it. 022:31,015[A ]| We must flatter and fear 022:31,016[A ]| Those that$6#1$ over us are, 022:31,017[A ]| And make them believe that$3$ we love them, 022:31,018[A ]| When their tyranny is past, 022:31,019[A ]| We will$1$ serve them at last, 022:31,020[A ]| As they served those that$6#1$ have been above them. 022:31,000[' ]| <3> 022:31,021[A ]| The Levites do preach, for$4$ the goose and the pig, 022:31,022[A ]| To$9$ drink wine but at Christmas and Easter, 022:31,023[A ]| The Doctor doth labour our lives to$9$ new-trig, 022:31,024[A ]| And makes nature to$9$ fast, but we feast her, 022:31,025[A ]| The Lawyer doth bawl, 022:31,026[A ]| Out his lungs and his gall, 022:31,027[A ]| For$4$ the Plaintiff and for$4$ the Defendant; 022:31,028[A ]| At books the Scholar lies 022:31,029[A ]| Till by$4$ Flatus he dies, 022:31,030[A ]| With the ugly hard word at the end of it. 022:31,000[' ]| <4> 022:31,031[A ]| But here is to$4$ the man that$6#1$ delights to$9$ Sol*fa, 022:31,032[A ]| It is sack is his only Rosin, 022:31,033[A ]| A load of \heigh*ho's\ are not worth a \ha*ha\, 022:31,034[A ]| He is the man for$4$ my money that$6#1$ draws in$5$. 022:31,035[A ]| Come a pin for$4$ this Muck, 022:31,036[A ]| And a fig for$4$ ill Luck, 022:31,037[A ]| It is better be blithe and frolic, 022:31,038[A ]| Than to$9$ sigh out our breath, 022:31,039[A ]| And invite our own death 022:31,040[A ]| By$4$ the Gout or the stone, and the colic. 022:32,000[' ]| 022:32,000[' ]| <\Made and Set Extempore\> 022:32,000[' ]| <1> 022:32,001[A ]| When our glasses flow with Wine, 022:32,002[A ]| And our souls with Sack are raised; 022:32,003[A ]| When we are jeered we do not repine; 022:32,004[A ]| Nor are proud when we are praised: 022:32,005[A ]| It is Sack alone can raise our souls, 022:32,006[A ]| A pin for$4$ Christening drinking-bowls. 022:32,000[' ]| <2> 022:32,007[A ]| Let the Drawer raise our fancies, 022:32,008[A ]| With his wit-refining drink; 022:32,009[A ]| Hang your stories and Romances; 022:32,010[A ]| Those are fit for$4$ them that$6#1$ think: 022:32,011[A ]| Let him love that$6#1$ has a mind, 022:32,012[A ]| We to$4$ drinking are inclined. 022:32,000[' ]| <3> 022:32,013[A ]| Wit and love, are the only things 022:32,014[A ]| Which$6#1$ fill the thoughts of Kings and us; 022:32,015[A ]| Imagination makes us Kings, 022:32,016[A ]| And that$6#2$ is raised by$4$ doing thus. 022:32,017[A ]| Drink your Sack, let wit alone, 022:32,018[A ]| Wit by$4$ drinking best is shown. 022:33,000[' ]| 022:33,000[' ]| <\The Answer to the Curse against Ale\> 022:33,000[' ]| <1> 022:33,001[A ]| A gag for$4$ shame that$6#2$ strumpet muse! 022:33,002[A ]| Let not her \Spanish\ tongue abuse 022:33,003[A ]| Our wholesome and Heroic \English\ juice. 022:33,000[' ]| <2> 022:33,004[A ]| It was not this loyal liquor shut 022:33,005[A ]| Our Gates against our Sovereign, but 022:33,006[A ]| Strange drinks into one tub put. 022:33,000[' ]| <3> 022:33,007[A ]| When Ale was drink Canonical, 022:33,008[A ]| There were no$2$ thieves, nor watch, nor wall, 022:33,009[A ]| Men neither stole, nor lacked, for$3$ Ale was all. 022:33,000[' ]| <4> 022:33,010[A ]| That$6#2$ Poet ought be dry or dumb, 022:33,011[A ]| And to$4$ our brown-bowls never come, 022:33,012[A ]| Who$6#1$ drinking Ale, vents only dregs and scum. 022:33,000[' ]| <5> 022:33,013[A ]| Nor had that$6#2$ Soldier drunk enough, 022:33,014[A ]| For$3$ Ale both valour gives and buff, 022:33,015[A ]| Makes men unkickable, and cudgel-proof. 022:33,000[' ]| <6> 022:33,016[A ]| It was the meal not mealman was the cause, 022:33,017[A ]| The mill fell down, for$3$ one small clause 022:33,018[A ]| In$4$ one meal-act, hath overthrown our laws. 022:33,000[' ]| <7> 022:33,019[A ]| the worth of Ale none can proclaim, 022:33,020[A ]| But by$4$ the assistance of the same, 022:33,021[A ]| From it our Land derives its noblest name. 022:33,000[' ]| <8> 022:33,022[A ]| With this men were inspired, but not 022:33,023[A ]| As kickshaw brains are now (God wot) 022:33,024[A ]| Inspired, that$6#2$ is, run mad, none knows with what. 022:33,000[' ]| <9> 022:33,025[A ]| How did our stout forefathers make, 022:33,026[A ]| All Antichristian Nations quake, 022:33,027[A ]| When they their Nutbrown bowls and bills did take! 022:33,000[' ]| <10> 022:33,028[A ]| What noble sparks old Ale did kindle! 022:33,029[A ]| But now strange drinks do make men dwindle, 022:33,030[A ]| And Pigmies get, scarce fit to$9$ sway a spindle. 022:33,000[' ]| <11> 022:33,031[A ]| This liquor makes the drinkers fight 022:33,032[A ]| Stoutly, while others stoutly write: 022:33,033[A ]| This both creates the Poet and the Knight. 022:33,000[' ]| <12> 022:33,034[A ]| This makes the drawer in$4$ his Gown 022:33,035[A ]| And chain to$9$ ride and rule the Town, 022:33,036[A ]| Whose orient Nose exemplifies his frown. 022:33,000[' ]| <13> 022:33,037[A ]| How reverently the burly Host 022:33,038[A ]| With basket hilted pot and toast, 022:33,039[A ]| Commands the baked meats, and then rules the roast. 022:33,000[' ]| <14> 022:33,040[A ]| But oh the Brewer bears the bell! 022:33,041[A ]| This makes him to$4$ such highness swell, 022:33,042[A ]| As none but Ale-inspired can think or tell. 022:33,000[' ]| <15> 022:33,043[A ]| Divert that$6#2$ curse then, or give over, 022:33,044[A ]| \Don*Phillip\ can hurt Ale no$2$ more, 022:33,045[A ]| Than his \Armado\, \England\ heretofore. 022:34,000[' ]| 022:34,000[' ]| <\The Reformation\> 022:34,000[' ]| <1> 022:34,001[A ]| Tell not me of Lords or Laws, 022:34,002[A ]| Rules or Reformation, 022:34,003[A ]| All that$6#1$ is done is not worth two straws, 022:34,004[A ]| To$4$ the welfare of the Nation. 022:34,005[A ]| Men in$4$ power do rant it still, 022:34,006[A ]| And give no$2$ reason but their will$0$, 022:34,007[A ]| For$4$ all their domination. 022:34,008[A ]| Or if they do an act that$6#1$ is just, 022:34,009[A ]| It is not because they would, but must, 022:34,010[A ]| To$9$ Gratify some party's lust, 022:34,011[A ]| Or merely for$4$ a fashion. 022:34,000[' ]| <2> 022:34,012[A ]| Our expense of blood and purse 022:34,013[A ]| Has produced no$2$ profit. 022:34,014[A ]| Men are still as bad or worse, 022:34,015[A ]| And will$1$ be whatever comes of it. 022:34,016[A ]| We have shuffled out, and shuffled in$5$, 022:34,017[A ]| The persons, but retain the sin, 022:34,018[A ]| To$9$ make our game the surer, 022:34,019[A ]| Yet spite of all our pains and skill, 022:34,020[A ]| The knaves all in$4$ the pack are still, 022:34,021[A ]| And ever were and ever will$1$, 022:34,022[A ]| Though something now demurer. 022:34,000[' ]| <3> 022:34,023[A ]| And it can not but be so$5#2$, 022:34,024[A ]| Since those toys in$4$ fashion, 022:34,025[A ]| Are of souls so$5#1$ base and low, 022:34,026[A ]| And mere Bigots of the Nation, 022:34,027[A ]| Whose designs are power and wealth 022:34,028[A ]| At which$6#1$ by$4$ rapines, fraud and stealth 022:34,029[A ]| Audaciously they venture ye, 022:34,030[A ]| They lay their consciences aside, 022:34,031[A ]| And turn with every wind and tide, 022:34,032[A ]| Puffed on$5$ by$4$ Ignorance and pride, 022:34,033[A ]| And all to$9$ look like$4$ Gentry. 022:34,000[' ]| <4> 022:34,034[A ]| Crimes are not punished because they are crimes 022:34,035[A ]| But because they are low and little, 022:34,036[A ]| Mean men for$4$ mean faults in$4$ these times 022:34,037[A ]| Make satisfaction to$4$ a title; 022:34,038[A ]| While those in$4$ office and in$4$ power, 022:34,039[A ]| Boldly the underlings devour. 022:34,040[A ]| Our Cobweb laws can not hold them. 022:34,041[A ]| They sell for$4$ many a Thousand crown, 022:34,042[A ]| Things which$6#1$ were never yet their own, 022:34,043[A ]| And this is law and custom grown, 022:34,044[A ]| Because those do judge that$6#1$ sold them. 022:34,000[' ]| <5> 022:34,045[A ]| Brothers still with Brothers brawl, 022:34,046[A ]| And for$4$ trifles sue them, 022:34,047[A ]| For$4$ two pronouns that$6#1$ spoil all, 022:34,048[A ]| Those contentious \7Meum, 7Tuum\, 022:34,049[A ]| The wary lawyer buys and builds, 022:34,050[A ]| While the client sells his fields, 022:34,051[A ]| To$9$ sacrifice to$4$ his fury; 022:34,052[A ]| And when he thinks to$9$ obtain his right, 022:34,053[A ]| He is baffled off, or beaten quite, 022:34,054[A ]| By$4$ the Judge's will$0$ or Lawyer's slight, 022:34,055[A ]| Or ignorance of the Jury. 022:34,000[' ]| <6> 022:34,056[A ]| See the tradesman how he thrives 022:34,057[A ]| With perpetual trouble, 022:34,058[A ]| How he cheats, and how he strives 022:34,059[A ]| His Estate to$9$ enlarge and double, 022:34,060[A ]| Extort, oppress, grind and encroach, 022:34,061[A ]| To$9$ be a Squire, and keep a coach, 022:34,062[A ]| And to$9$ be one of the Quorum. 022:34,063[A ]| Who$6#1$ may with his brother worships sit, 022:34,064[A ]| And judge without law, fear or wit, 022:34,065[A ]| Poor petty thieves that$6#1$ nothing get, 022:34,066[A ]| And yet are brought before them. 022:34,000[' ]| <7> 022:34,067[A ]| And his way to$9$ get all this 022:34,068[A ]| Is mere dissimulation, 022:34,069[A ]| No$2$ factious lecture does he miss, 022:34,070[A ]| And escapes no$2$ schism that$6#1$ is in$4$ fashion. 022:34,071[A ]| But with short hair and shining shoes, 022:34,072[A ]| He with two pens, and his note-book goes, 022:34,073[A ]| And winks and writes at random; 022:34,074[A ]| Thence with short meal and tedious Grace, 022:34,075[A ]| In$4$ a loud tone and public place, 022:34,076[A ]| Sings Wisdom's hymns, that$6#1$ trot and pace, 022:34,077[A ]| As if \Goliath\ scanned them. 022:34,000[' ]| <8> 022:34,078[A ]| But when death begins his threats, 022:34,079[A ]| And his Conscience struggles, 022:34,080[A ]| To$9$ call to$4$ mind his former cheats, 022:34,081[A ]| Then at heaven he turns his juggles. 022:34,082[A ]| And out of all his ill-gotten store, 022:34,083[A ]| He gives a dribbling to$4$ the poor, 022:34,084[A ]| In$4$ a Hospital or a School-house, 022:34,085[A ]| And the suborned Priest for$4$ his hire, 022:34,086[A ]| Quite frees him from the infernal fire 022:34,087[A ]| And places him in$4$ the Angels' choir, 022:34,088[A ]| Thus these Jack-puddings fool us. 022:34,000[' ]| <9> 022:34,089[A ]| All he gets by$4$ his pains in$4$ the close, 022:34,090[A ]| Is that$3$ he died worth so$5#1$ much, 022:34,091[A ]| Which$6#1$ he on$4$ his doubtful seed bestows, 022:34,092[A ]| That$6#1$ neither care nor know much, 022:34,093[A ]| Then fortune's favorite his heir, 022:34,094[A ]| Bred base, and ignorant and bare, 022:34,095[A ]| Is blown up$5$ like$4$ a bubble, 022:34,096[A ]| Who$6#1$ wondering at his own sudden rise, 022:34,097[A ]| By$4$ pride, simplicity and vice, 022:34,098[A ]| Falls to$4$ three sports, drink, drab and dice, 022:34,099[A ]| And makes all fly like$4$ stubble. 022:34,000[' ]| <10> 022:34,100[A ]| And the Church the other twin, 022:34,101[A ]| Whose mad zeal enraged us, 022:34,102[A ]| Is not purified a pin, 022:34,103[A ]| By$4$ all those broils in$4$ which$6#1$ she engaged us, 022:34,104[A ]| We, our wives turned out of doors, 022:34,105[A ]| And took in$5$ Concubines and whores, 022:34,106[A ]| To$9$ make an alteration. 022:34,107[A ]| Our Pulpiteers are proud and bold, 022:34,108[A ]| They their own Wills and factions hold, 022:34,109[A ]| And sell salvation still for$4$ Gold, 022:34,110[A ]| And here is our Reformation. 022:34,000[' ]| <11> 022:34,111[A ]| It is a madness then to$9$ make 022:34,112[A ]| Thriving our employment, 022:34,113[A ]| And lucre love, for$4$ Lucre's sake, 022:34,114[A ]| Since we have possession, nor enjoyment. 022:34,115[A ]| Let the times run on$4$ their course, 022:34,116[A ]| For$3$ opposition makes them worse, 022:34,117[A ]| We never shall better find them, 022:34,118[A ]| Let Grandees wealth and power engross, 022:34,119[A ]| And honour too, while we sit close, 022:34,120[A ]| And laugh and take our plenteous dose 022:34,121[A ]| Of sack and never mind them. 022:35,000[' ]| 022:35,000[' ]| <\For the Generalls entertainment\> 022:35,000[' ]| <1> 022:35,001[A ]| Farewell all cares and fears, let Gladness come, 022:35,002[A ]| Let us all strive which$6#1$ shall most rejoice, 022:35,003[A ]| No$2$ more the Trumpet, or the Thundering Drum, 022:35,004[A ]| Shall interrupt our peace with noise, 022:35,005[A ]| But all their Offices shall be 022:35,006[A ]| Inherited by$4$ sprightly melody. 022:35,007[A ]| The enchanting Lute and the melodious Lyre, 022:35,008[A ]| With well-tuned souls does make 022:35,009[A ]| A full harmonious Choir. 022:35,000[' ]| <2> 022:35,010[A ]| In$4$ vain do we ourselves, ourselves destroy, 022:35,011[A ]| In$4$ vain do \English\, \English\ beat, 022:35,012[A ]| Contests are cruel, we must now wear joy, 022:35,013[A ]| And all in$4$ love, each other greet. 022:35,014[A ]| Our civil discords now shall cease, 022:35,015[A ]| And lose themselves in$4$ a desired peace. 022:35,016[A ]| All things by$4$ war are in$4$ a Chaos hurled, 022:35,017[A ]| But love alone first made, 022:35,018[A ]| And still preserves the World. 022:35,000[' ]| <3> 022:35,019[A ]| The Trophies of the Conquerors of old, 022:35,020[A ]| And all the spoils with which$6#1$ they are crowned, 022:35,021[A ]| Were all but types of what we do behold, 022:35,022[A ]| What they did seek for$4$, we have found. 022:35,023[A ]| Here peace and plenty sweetly kissed, 022:35,024[A ]| And both with loyalty and virtue twist, 022:35,025[A ]| Then let our joy rise high that$3$ all may share it, 022:35,026[A ]| Let wealth and honour meet desert, 022:35,027[A ]| He that$6#1$ wins Gold may wear it. 022:36,000[' ]| 022:36,000[' ]| <\On Sir*G%*B% his defeat\> 022:36,000[' ]| <1> 022:36,001[A ]| Pray why should any man complain, 022:36,002[A ]| Or why disturb his breast or brain, 022:36,003[A ]| At this new alteration? 022:36,004[A ]| Since that$6#2$ which$6#1$ has been done is no$2$ more, 022:36,005[A ]| Than what has oft been done before, 022:36,006[A ]| And that$6#2$ which$6#1$ will$1$ be done again, 022:36,007[A ]| As long is there are ambitious men, 022:36,008[A ]| That$6#1$ strive for$4$ domination. 022:36,000[' ]| <2> 022:36,009[A ]| In$4$ this mad age there is nothing firm, 022:36,010[A ]| All things have periods and their term, 022:36,011[A ]| Their Rise and Declinations, 022:36,012[A ]| Those gaudy Nothings we admire, 022:36,013[A ]| Which$6#1$ get above, and shine like$4$ fire, 022:36,014[A ]| Are empty vapours, raised from the ground, 022:36,015[A ]| Whose mock-shine past, they quickly down 022:36,016[A ]| Must fall like$4$ Exhalations. 022:36,000[' ]| <3> 022:36,017[A ]| But still we Commons must be made 022:36,018[A ]| A galled, a lame, thin, hackney jade, 022:36,019[A ]| And all by$4$ turns will$1$ ride us, 022:36,020[A ]| This side and that$6#2$, no$2$ matter which$2$, 022:36,021[A ]| For$3$ both do ride with spur and switch, 022:36,022[A ]| Till we are tired, and then at last, 022:36,023[A ]| We stumble, and our riders cast, 022:36,024[A ]| Because they would not feed nor guide us. 022:36,000[' ]| <4> 022:36,025[A ]| The insulting Clergy quite mistook, 022:36,026[A ]| In$4$ thinking Kingdoms past by$4$ book, 022:36,027[A ]| Or Crowns were got by$4$ prating; 022:36,028[A ]| It is not the blackcoat, but the red 022:36,029[A ]| Has power to$9$ make, or be the head, 022:36,030[A ]| Nor is it words, or oaths, or tears, 022:36,031[A ]| But Muskets or full Bandoliers 022:36,032[A ]| Have power of Legislating. 022:36,000[' ]| <5> 022:36,033[A ]| The Lawyers must lay by$5$ their book, 022:36,034[A ]| And study \Lambert\ more than \Cook\, 022:36,035[A ]| The sword is the learnedst pleader, 022:36,036[A ]| Reports and judgments will$1$ not do it, 022:36,037[A ]| But it is Dragoons, and Horse and foot, 022:36,038[A ]| Words are but wind, but blows come home, 022:36,039[A ]| A stout tongued Lawyer is but a Mome, 022:36,040[A ]| Compared to$4$ a stout File-leader. 022:36,000[' ]| <6> 022:36,041[A ]| Luck, wit or valour, rule all things, 022:36,042[A ]| They pull down and they set up$5$ Kings, 022:36,043[A ]| All laws are in$4$ their bosom; 022:36,044[A ]| That$6#2$ side is always right that$6#1$ is strong, 022:36,045[A ]| And that$6#2$ that$6#1$ is beaten must be wrong, 022:36,046[A ]| And he that$6#1$ thinks it is not so$5#2$, 022:36,047[A ]| Unless he is sure to$9$ beat them too, 022:36,048[A ]| Is but a fool to$9$ oppose them. 022:36,000[' ]| <7> 022:36,049[A ]| Let them impose taxes or rates, 022:36,050[A ]| It is but on$4$ those that$6#1$ have estates, 022:36,051[A ]| Not such as I and thou are, 022:36,052[A ]| But it concerns those worldlings, which$6#1$ 022:36,053[A ]| Are left, or made, or else grow rich, 022:36,054[A ]| Such as have studied all their days, 022:36,055[A ]| The saving and the thriving ways, 022:36,056[A ]| To$9$ be the mules of power. 022:36,000[' ]| <8> 022:36,057[A ]| If they reform the Church or State, 022:36,058[A ]| We will$1$ never be troubled much thereat, 022:36,059[A ]| Let each man take his opinion, 022:36,060[A ]| If we do not like$1$ the Church you know, 022:36,061[A ]| Taverns are free and there we go, 022:36,062[A ]| And if everyone would be 022:36,063[A ]| As clearly unconcerned as we, 022:36,064[A ]| They would never fight for$4$ Dominion. 022:37,000[' ]| 022:37,000[' ]| <\Against Corrupted Sack\> 022:37,000[' ]| <1> 022:37,001[A ]| SACK! once my comfort and my dear delight, 022:37,002[A ]| Dull mortals quickening spirit; 022:37,003[A ]| Thou didst once give affections, wit, and might, 022:37,004[A ]| Thou madest the Lover and the Wight, 022:37,005[A ]| Thou madest one die, and the other fight, 022:37,006[A ]| Thou madest the Poet, who$6#1$ made both, and thou 022:37,007[A ]| Inspired our brains with genial fire till now 022:37,008[A ]| Thou hast justly lost thy honour 022:37,009[A ]| Because thou hast lost thy power and merit. 022:37,000[' ]| <2> 022:37,010[A ]| Now we depose thee from the usurped throne, 022:37,011[A ]| Since thou art degenerate and disloyal; 022:37,012[A ]| Thou hast no$2$ proper father of thine own, 022:37,013[A ]| But art a bastard got by$4$ the Town 022:37,014[A ]| By$4$ Aequivoke generation, 022:37,015[A ]| Thy Bawds, the Vintners do compound thee more, 022:37,016[A ]| Than \Flavel\ or \Besse Beer\ ever drugged a whore, 022:37,017[A ]| Nor canst thou now inspire nor feed, 022:37,018[A ]| Nor cherish, but destroy all. 022:37,000[' ]| <3> 022:37,019[A ]| Oh where is that$6#2$ sprightly Poetry and Wit, 022:37,020[A ]| That$6#1$ should endure forever? 022:37,021[A ]| Had \Homer\ drank thy mixture, he had writ 022:37,022[A ]| Lines that$6#1$ would make the Reader spit, 022:37,023[A ]| Nor beyond puns would \Pindar\ get, 022:37,024[A ]| \Virgil\ and \Horace\ if inspired by$4$ thee, 022:37,025[A ]| Had writ but lewd and pagan poetry, 022:37,026[A ]| Dull dropsied lines, or else as dry 022:37,027[A ]| And raging as a fever. 022:37,000[' ]| <4> 022:37,028[A ]| Treasons committed and contrived by$4$ thee, 022:37,029[A ]| Kingdoms and Kings subverted, 022:37,030[A ]| It is thou makest Rulers fools and cowards be, 022:37,031[A ]| And such as ought to$9$ bend the Knee 022:37,032[A ]| Madly invade the Sovereignty, 022:37,033[A ]| Thou throwest us on$4$ all actions, vile and fell, 022:37,034[A ]| First makest us do, and then thou makest us tell, 022:37,035[A ]| And whom we swore to$9$ serve, 022:37,036[A ]| By$4$ thee we basely have deserted. 022:37,000[' ]| <5> 022:37,037[A ]| Thou plague of bodies and the unnatural Nurse 022:37,038[A ]| Of Sickness and Physicians, 022:37,039[A ]| Ruin of wit, and strength, and fame, and purse, 022:37,040[A ]| That$6#1$ hast destroyed poor mortals worse 022:37,041[A ]| Than the great plague, or \Merosh\ curse. 022:37,042[A ]| In$4$ fifty nine thou hast spilt more \English\ blood 022:37,043[A ]| Than ever in$4$ eighty eight the \Spaniard\ could 022:37,044[A ]| By$4$ his \Armado\, or can since destroy 022:37,045[A ]| By$4$ his inquisitions. 022:37,000[' ]| <6> 022:37,046[A ]| Hence from my veins, from my desires be gone, 022:37,047[A ]| I loathe thee and defy thee, 022:37,048[A ]| I will$1$ now find out a purer \Helicon\, 022:37,049[A ]| Which$6#1$ wits may safely feast upon$4$, 022:37,050[A ]| And baffle thy hobgoblin \Don\. 022:37,051[A ]| And live to$9$ see thee and thy mongrel race 022:37,052[A ]| Contemned and rooted out of every place, 022:37,053[A ]| And those thou hast fooled and wronged like$4$ me, 022:37,054[A ]| Forever ever fly thee. 022:38,000[' ]| 022:38,000[' ]| <\The Lamentation\> 022:38,000[' ]| 022:38,000[' ]| <1> 022:38,001[A ]| Mourn, \London\, mourn, 022:38,002[A ]| Bathe thy polluted soul in$4$ tears; 022:38,003[A ]| Return, return, 022:38,004[A ]| Thou hast more cause of grief, than thou hadst for$4$ fears, 022:38,005[A ]| For$3$ the whole Kingdom now begins 022:38,006[A ]| To$9$ feel thy sorrows as they saw thy sins, 022:38,007[A ]| And now do no$2$ 022:38,008[A ]| Compassion show 022:38,009[A ]| Unto thy misery and woe, 022:38,010[A ]| But slight thy sufferings as thou didst theirs. 022:38,000[' ]| <2> 022:38,011[A ]| Pride, towering pride, 022:38,012[A ]| And boiling lust, those fatal twins, 022:38,013[A ]| Sit side by$4$ side, 022:38,014[A ]| And are become plantations of sins. 022:38,015[A ]| Hence thy Rebellions first did flow, 022:38,016[A ]| Both to$4$ the King above, and him below. 022:38,017[A ]| And sordid sloth 022:38,018[A ]| The Nurse of both, 022:38,019[A ]| Have raised thy crimes to$4$ such a growth, 022:38,020[A ]| That$3$ sorrow must conclude as sin begins. 022:38,000[' ]| <3> 022:38,021[A ]| Fire, raging fire, 022:38,022[A ]| Shall burn thy stately towers down, 022:38,023[A ]| Yet not expire, 022:38,024[A ]| Tigers and Wolves, or men more savage grown, 022:38,025[A ]| Thy children's brains, and thine shall dash, 022:38,026[A ]| And in$4$ your blood their guilty talons wash, 022:38,027[A ]| Thy Daughters must 022:38,028[A ]| Allay their lust, 022:38,029[A ]| Mischiefs will$1$ be on$4$ mischief thrust, 022:38,030[A ]| Till thy Cap tumble as thou madest the Crown. 022:38,000[' ]| <4> 022:38,031[A ]| Cry, \London\ cry! 022:38,032[A ]| Now now petition for$4$ redress, 022:38,033[A ]| Where canst thou fly? 022:38,034[A ]| Thy emptied chests augment thy heaviness, 022:38,035[A ]| The Gentry and the Commons loath, 022:38,036[A ]| The adored Houses slight thee worse than both, 022:38,037[A ]| The King poor saint, 022:38,038[A ]| Would held but can not; 022:38,039[A ]| To$4$ heaven alone unfold thy want, 022:38,040[A ]| Thence came thy plagues, thence only pity floweth. 022:39,000[' ]| 022:39,000[' ]| <\The Riddle\> 022:39,000[' ]| 022:39,000[' ]| <1> 022:39,001[A ]| No$2$ more, no$2$ more, 022:39,002[A ]| We are already pined, 022:39,003[A ]| And sore and poor, 022:39,004[A ]| In$4$ body and in$4$ mind. 022:39,005[A ]| And yet our sufferings have been 022:39,006[A ]| Less than our sin. 022:39,007[A ]| Come long-desired peace we thee implore, 022:39,008[A ]| And let our pains be less, or power more. 022:39,000[' ]| <2> 022:39,009[A ]| Lament, Lament, 022:39,010[A ]| And let thy tears run down, 022:39,011[A ]| To$9$ see the rent 022:39,012[A ]| Between the Robe and Crown, 022:39,013[A ]| Yet both do strive to$9$ make it more 022:39,014[A ]| Than it was before, 022:39,015[A ]| War like$4$ a serpent has its head got in$5$, 022:39,016[A ]| And will$1$ not end so$5#1$ soon as it did begin. 022:39,000[' ]| <3> 022:39,017[A ]| One body Jars, 022:39,018[A ]| And with itself does fight, 022:39,019[A ]| War meets with wars 022:39,020[A ]| And might resisteth might. 022:39,021[A ]| And both sides say they love the King, 022:39,022[A ]| And peace will$1$ bring. 022:39,023[A ]| Yet since these fatal civil broils begun, 022:39,024[A ]| Strange Riddle! both have conquered, neither won. 022:39,000[' ]| <4> 022:39,025[A ]| One God, one King, 022:39,026[A ]| One true Religion still, 022:39,027[A ]| In$4$ everything 022:39,028[A ]| One Law both should fulfil, 022:39,029[A ]| All these both sides does still pretend 022:39,030[A ]| That$3$ they defend. 022:39,031[A ]| Yet to$9$ increase the King and Kingdoms woes, 022:39,032[A ]| Which$2$ side soever wins, good subjects lose. 022:39,000[' ]| <5> 022:39,033[A ]| The King doth swear, 022:39,034[A ]| That$3$ he doth fight for$4$ them; 022:39,035[A ]| And they declare, 022:39,036[A ]| They do the like$0$ for$4$ him: 022:39,037[A ]| Both say they wish and fight for$4$ peace, 022:39,038[A ]| Yet wars increase. 022:39,039[A ]| So$3$ between both, before our wars be gone, 022:39,040[A ]| Our lives and goods are lost, and we are undone. 022:39,000[' ]| <6> 022:39,041[A ]| Since it is our curse, 022:39,042[A ]| To$9$ fight we know not why; 022:39,043[A ]| It is worse and worse 022:39,044[A ]| The longer thus we lie. 022:39,045[A ]| For$3$ war itself is but a Nurse 022:39,046[A ]| To$9$ make us worse. 022:39,047[A ]| Come blessed peace we once again implore, 022:39,048[A ]| And let our pains be less, or power more. 022:40,000[' ]| 022:40,000[' ]| <\On the Kings returne\> 022:40,000[' ]| <1> 022:40,001[A ]| Long have we waited for$4$ a happy End 022:40,002[A ]| Of all our miseries and strife; 022:40,003[A ]| But still in$4$ vain; the Swordmen did intend, 022:40,004[A ]| To$9$ make them hold for$4$ term of Life, 022:40,005[A ]| That$3$ our distempers might be made, 022:40,006[A ]| Their everlasting livelihood and trade. 022:40,000[' ]| <2> 022:40,007[A ]| They entail their Swords and Guns, 022:40,008[A ]| And pay, which$6#1$ wounded more, 022:40,009[A ]| Upon$4$ their Daughters and their Sons, 022:40,010[A ]| Thereby to$9$ keep us ever poor. 022:40,000[' ]| <3> 022:40,011[A ]| And when the Civil wars were past 022:40,012[A ]| They civil Government invade, 022:40,013[A ]| To$9$ make our taxes, and our slavery last, 022:40,014[A ]| Both to$4$ their titles, and their trade. 022:40,000[' ]| <4> 022:40,015[A ]| But now we are redeemed from all, 022:40,016[A ]| By$4$ our Indulgent King; 022:40,017[A ]| Whose coming does prevent our fall, 022:40,018[A ]| With loyal and with joyful hearts we will$1$ sing. 022:40,000[' ]| <\Chorus\> 022:40,019[A ]| Welcome, welcome royal May, 022:40,020[A ]| Welcome long desired Spring, 022:40,021[A ]| Many springs and Mays we have seen 022:40,022[A ]| Have brought forth what is gay and green. 022:40,023[A ]| But none is like$4$ this glorious day 022:40,024[A ]| Which$6#1$ brings forth our Gracious King. 022:41,000[' ]| 022:41,000[' ]| <\A Catch\> 022:41,001[A ]| Let us leave off our labour, and now let us go play, 022:41,002[A ]| For$3$ this is our time to$9$ be jolly; 022:41,003[A ]| Our plagues and our plaguers are both fled away, 022:41,004[A ]| To$9$ nourish our griefs is but folly. 022:41,005[A ]| He that$6#1$ will$1$ not drink and sing, 022:41,006[A ]| Is a Traitor to$4$ his King, 022:41,007[A ]| And so$3$ is he that$6#1$ does not look twenty years younger; 022:41,008[A ]| We will$1$ look blithe and trim, 022:41,009[A ]| With rejoicing at him 022:41,010[A ]| That$6#1$ is the restorer, and will$1$ be the Prolonger, 022:41,011[A ]| Of all our felicity and health, 022:41,012[A ]| The joy of our hearts, and increase of our wealth, 022:41,013[A ]| It is he brings our trading, our trading brings riches, 022:41,014[A ]| Our riches brings honours, at which$6#1$ every mind itches, 022:41,015[A ]| And our riches bring sack, and our sack brings us joy, 022:41,016[A ]| And our joy makes us leap, and sing \9Vive*le*Roy\. 022:42,000[' ]| 022:42,000[' ]| <\For General*Monk his entertainment at\> 022:42,000[' ]| 022:42,000[' ]| <1> 022:42,001[A ]| Ring Bells! and let bonfires outblaze the sun! 022:42,002[A ]| Let echoes contribute their voice! 022:42,003[A ]| Since now a happy settlement is begun, 022:42,004[A ]| Let all things tell how all good men rejoice. 022:42,005[A ]| If these sad Lands by$4$ this 022:42,006[A ]| Can but obtain the bliss 022:42,007[A ]| Of their desired, though abused peace; 022:42,008[A ]| We will$1$ never never more 022:42,009[A ]| Run mad as we have heretofore 022:42,010[A ]| To$9$ buy our ruin; but all strife shall cease. 022:42,000[' ]| <2> 022:42,011[A ]| The Cobbler shall edify us no$2$ more, 022:42,012[A ]| Nor shall in$4$ divinity set any stitches, 022:42,013[A ]| The women we will$1$ no$2$ more hear and adore 022:42,014[A ]| That$6#1$ preach with their husbands for$4$ the breeches. 022:42,015[A ]| The Fanatical tribe 022:42,016[A ]| That$6#1$ will$1$ not subscribe, 022:42,017[A ]| To$4$ the orders of Church and of State, 022:42,018[A ]| Shall be smothered with the Zeal 022:42,019[A ]| Of their new common-weal 022:42,020[A ]| And no$2$ man will$1$ mind what they prate. 022:42,000[' ]| <\Chorus\> 022:42,021[A ]| We will$1$ eat, and we will$1$ drink, we will$1$ dance and we will$1$ sing, 022:42,022[A ]| The Roundheads and Cave's no$2$ more shall be named; 022:42,023[A ]| But all join together to$9$ make up$5$ the ring, 022:42,024[A ]| And rejoice that$3$ the many-headed dragon is tamed. 022:42,025[A ]| It is friendship and love, that$6#1$ can save us and arm us, 022:42,026[A ]| And while we all agree, there is nothing can harm us. 022:43,000[' ]| 022:43,000[' ]| <\The Advice\> 022:43,000[' ]| <1> 022:43,001[A ]| He that$6#1$ a happy life would lead, 022:43,002[A ]| In$4$ these days of distraction, 022:43,003[A ]| Let him listen to$4$ me, and I will$1$ read 022:43,004[A ]| A lecture without faction. 022:43,005[A ]| Let him want three things, 022:43,006[A ]| Whence misery springs, 022:43,007[A ]| All which$6#1$ do begin with a letter; 022:43,008[A ]| Let him bound his desires, 022:43,009[A ]| With what nature requires, 022:43,010[A ]| And with reason his humours fetter. 022:43,000[' ]| <2> 022:43,011[A ]| Let not his Wealth prodigious grow, 022:43,012[A ]| For$3$ that$6#2$ breeds cares and dangers, 022:43,013[A ]| Makes him hated above and envied below, 022:43,014[A ]| And a constant slave to$4$ strangers. 022:43,015[A ]| He is happiest of all, 022:43,016[A ]| Whose estate is but small, 022:43,017[A ]| Yet enough to$9$ delight and maintain him. 022:43,018[A ]| He may do, he may say, 022:43,019[A ]| Having nothing to$9$ pay, 022:43,020[A ]| It will$1$ not quit costs to$9$ arraign him. 022:43,000[' ]| <3> 022:43,021[A ]| Nor must he be clogged with a Wife, 022:43,022[A ]| For$3$ household cares encumber, 022:43,023[A ]| And do to$4$ one place confine a man's life, 022:43,024[A ]| Because he can not remove his limber. 022:43,025[A ]| They are happiest by$4$ far, 022:43,026[A ]| Who$6#1$ unwedded are, 022:43,027[A ]| And forage on$4$ all in$4$ common, 022:43,028[A ]| From all storms they can fly, 022:43,029[A ]| And if they should die, 022:43,030[A ]| They ruin nor child nor woman. 022:43,000[' ]| <4> 022:43,031[A ]| Nor let his brains overflow with Wit, 022:43,032[A ]| That$6#1$ capers over his discretion; 022:43,033[A ]| It is costly to$9$ keep, and it is hard to$9$ get 022:43,034[A ]| And it is dangerous in$4$ the possession. 022:43,035[A ]| They are happiest men 022:43,036[A ]| Who$6#1$ can scarce tell ten, 022:43,037[A ]| And beat not their brains about reason, 022:43,038[A ]| They may speak what will$1$ serve, 022:43,039[A ]| Themselves to$9$ preserve, 022:43,040[A ]| And their words are never taken for$4$ treason. 022:43,000[' ]| <5> 022:43,041[A ]| But of all fools there is none like$4$ the Wit, 022:43,042[A ]| For$3$ he takes pains to$9$ show it, 022:43,043[A ]| When his pride, or his drink work him into a fit, 022:43,044[A ]| Then straight he must be a Poet. 022:43,045[A ]| Then his Jests he flings, 022:43,046[A ]| Both at States and at Kings, 022:43,047[A ]| For$4$ Applause and for$4$ Bays and Shadows, 022:43,048[A ]| Thinks a verse saves as well 022:43,049[A ]| As a circle or a spell, 022:43,050[A ]| Till he rhythms himself to$4$ the \Barbadoes\. 022:43,000[' ]| <6> 022:43,051[A ]| He that$6#1$ within these bounds can live, 022:43,052[A ]| May baffle all disasters, 022:43,053[A ]| To$4$ Fortune and Fates commands he may give, 022:43,054[A ]| Which$6#1$ worldlings make their masters. 022:43,055[A ]| He may sing, he may laugh, 022:43,056[A ]| He may dance, he may quaff, 022:43,057[A ]| May be mad, may be sad, may be jolly, 022:43,058[A ]| He may sleep without care, 022:43,059[A ]| And wake without fear 022:43,060[A ]| And laugh at the whole world, and its folly. 023:00,000[' ]|
023:01,000[' ]| 023:01,000[' ]| <\The Satyr of Money\> 023:01,000[' ]| <1> 023:01,001[A ]| It is not the Silver or gold of itself, 023:01,002[A ]| That$6#1$ makes men adore it; but it is for$4$ its power: 023:01,003[A ]| For$3$ no$2$ man does dote upon$4$ pelf, because pelf, 023:01,004[A ]| But all court the Lady in$4$ hopes of her Dower. 023:01,005[A ]| The wonders that$6#1$ now in$4$ our days we behold, 023:01,006[A ]| Done by$4$ the irresistible power of Gold, 023:01,007[A ]| Our Love, and our Zeal, and Allegiance do mould. 023:01,000[' ]| <2> 023:01,008[A ]| This purchaseth Kingdoms, Kings, Sceptres, and Crowns, 023:01,009[A ]| Wins Battles, and conquers the Conquerors bold; 023:01,010[A ]| Takes Bulwarks, and Castles, and Armies, and Towns, 023:01,011[A ]| Our prime Laws are written in$4$ letters of Gold. 023:01,012[A ]| It is this that$6#1$ our Parliaments calls, and creates, 023:01,013[A ]| Turns Kings into Keepers, and Kingdoms to$4$ States, 023:01,014[A ]| And Peopledoms this into High-doms translates. 023:01,000[' ]| <3> 023:01,015[A ]| This plots doth devise, then discovers what they are, 023:01,016[A ]| This makes the great felons the lesser condemn: 023:01,017[A ]| Sets those on$4$ the bench that$6#1$ should stand at the bar, 023:01,018[A ]| Who$6#1$ judge such as by$4$ right ought to$9$ execute them: 023:01,019[A ]| Give the boisterous Clown his insufferable pride, 023:01,020[A ]| Makes Beggars, and fools, and Usurpers to$9$ ride, 023:01,021[A ]| While ruined proprietors run by$4$ their side. 023:01,000[' ]| <4> 023:01,022[A ]| Stamp either the arms of the State, or the King, 023:01,023[A ]| St%*George or the breeches, C%*R% or O%*P% 023:01,024[A ]| The Cross and the fiddle it is all the same thing. 023:01,025[A ]| This still is the Queen whoever the King be. 023:01,026[A ]| This lines men's Religion, builds doctrines and truth, 023:01,027[A ]| With zeal, and the spirit, the factious endeweth, 023:01,028[A ]| To$9$ club with St%*Katherine or sweet sister \Ruth\. 023:01,000[' ]| <5> 023:01,029[A ]| This made our black Senate to$9$ sit still so$5#1$ long, 023:01,030[A ]| To$9$ make themselves rich by$4$ making us poor; 023:01,031[A ]| This made our bold Army so$5#1$ daring, and strong, 023:01,032[A ]| And that$6#2$ made them drive them like$4$ Geese out of door. 023:01,033[A ]| It was this made the Covenant-makers to$9$ make it, 023:01,034[A ]| And this made our Levites to$9$ make us to$9$ take it, 023:01,035[A ]| And this made both makers and takers forsake it. 023:01,000[' ]| <6> 023:01,036[A ]| This spawned the dunghill crew of Committees and 'Strators, 023:01,037[A ]| Who$6#1$ lived by$4$ picking their Parliament's Gums, 023:01,038[A ]| This made and then prospered Rebels and Traitors, 023:01,039[A ]| And made Gentry of those that$6#1$ were the Nation's scums. 023:01,040[A ]| This Herald gives arms, not for$4$ merit but store, 023:01,041[A ]| Gives Coats unto such, as did sell coats before, 023:01,042[A ]| If their pockets be lined but with Argent and Ore. 023:01,000[' ]| <7> 023:01,043[A ]| It is this makes the Lawyer give judgment and plead, 023:01,044[A ]| On$4$ this side, or that$6#2$ side, on$4$ both sides or neither, 023:01,045[A ]| This makes Yeomen Clerks, that$6#1$ can scarce write or read, 023:01,046[A ]| And spawns arbitrary orders as various as the weather: 023:01,047[A ]| This makes the blue-lecturer pray, preach, and prate 023:01,048[A ]| Without reason or truth against King, church or State, 023:01,049[A ]| To$9$ show the thin lining of his twice-covered pate. 023:01,000[' ]| <8> 023:01,050[A ]| It is this that$6#1$ makes Earls, Lords, Knights, and Esquires, 023:01,051[A ]| Without breeding, descent, wit, learning or merit; 023:01,052[A ]| Makes Ropers and Ale-drapers Sheriffs of Shires, 023:01,053[A ]| Whose trade is not so$5#1$ low nor so$5#1$ base as their spirit: 023:01,054[A ]| This Justices makes, and wise ones we know, 023:01,055[A ]| Furred Aldermen likewise, and Mayors also, 023:01,056[A ]| Makes the old wife to$9$ trot, and makes the Mare go. 023:01,000[' ]| <9> 023:01,057[A ]| This makes the blue aprons write themselves worshipful, 023:01,058[A ]| And for$4$ this we stand bare and before them do fall; 023:01,059[A ]| They leave their young Heirs well fleeced with wool, 023:01,060[A ]| Whom we are to$9$ call Squires, and they are to$9$ pay all, 023:01,061[A ]| Who$6#1$ with beggarly souls, though their bodies are gaudy, 023:01,062[A ]| Court the pale Chambermaid and nickname her a Lady, 023:01,063[A ]| And for$4$ want of discourse they do swear and talk bawdy. 023:01,000[' ]| <10> 023:01,064[A ]| For$3$ money men's lives may be purchased and sold, 023:01,065[A ]| It is money breaks laws and that$6#1$ mends them again; 023:01,066[A ]| Men venture their quiet and safety for$4$ gold, 023:01,067[A ]| When they will$1$ not stir a foot their rights to$9$ maintain. 023:01,068[A ]| This Doctors createth of Dunces, and those, 023:01,069[A ]| Commanders that$6#1$ use to$9$ pollute their hose, 023:01,070[A ]| This buys the spruce gallant his verse and his prose. 023:01,000[' ]| <11> 023:01,071[A ]| This marriage makes, it is the centre of love, 023:01,072[A ]| It draws on$5$ the man and it pricks up$5$ the woman; 023:01,073[A ]| Birth, virtue, and parts, no$2$ affection can move, 023:01,074[A ]| While this makes Lords bow to$4$ the brat of a Broom-man. 023:01,075[A ]| Gives virtue, and beauty to$4$ the lass that$6#1$ you woo, 023:01,076[A ]| Makes women of all sorts and ages to$9$ do; 023:01,077[A ]| It is the soul of the world, and the worldling too. 023:01,000[' ]| <12> 023:01,078[A ]| This horses procures you, and hawks, hounds and hares, 023:01,079[A ]| It is this keeps your Groom, and your Groom keeps your Gelding; 023:01,080[A ]| It buys Citizens' wives as well as their wares, 023:01,081[A ]| And makes your coy Ladies so$5#1$ coming and yielding; 023:01,082[A ]| This buys us good sack, which$6#1$ revives the spring, 023:01,083[A ]| This gives the poetical fancies their wing, 023:01,084[A ]| This makes you as merry as we that$6#1$ do sing. 023:02,000[' ]| 023:02,000[' ]| <\Upon a Sign-Post, set up by one\ Mr%*Pecke> 023:02,000[' ]| <\at\ Skoale \in\ Norfolk> 023:02,000[' ]| <1> 023:02,001[A ]| Did none of you hear, 023:02,002[A ]| Of a wonder last year, 023:02,003[A ]| That$6#1$ through all \Norfolk\ did ring? 023:02,004[A ]| Of an Inn and an Host, 023:02,005[A ]| With a Sign and a post 023:02,006[A ]| That$6#1$ might hold (God bless us) the King? 023:02,000[' ]| <2> 023:02,007[A ]| The building is great 023:02,008[A ]| And very complete, 023:02,009[A ]| But can not be compared to$4$ the sign; 023:02,010[A ]| But within doors, I think 023:02,011[A ]| Is scarce a drop of good drink, 023:02,012[A ]| For$3$ \Bacchus\ drinks all the best wine. 023:02,000[' ]| <3> 023:02,013[A ]| But here is the design, 023:02,014[A ]| What is amiss in$4$ the Wine, 023:02,015[A ]| By$4$ wenches shall be supplied; 023:02,016[A ]| There is three on$4$ a row 023:02,017[A ]| Stands out for$4$ a show, 023:02,018[A ]| To$9$ draw in$5$ the Gallants that$6#1$ ride. 023:02,000[' ]| <4> 023:02,019[A ]| The first of the three, 023:02,020[A ]| \Diana\ should be, 023:02,021[A ]| But she cuckolded poor \Actaeon\, 023:02,022[A ]| And his head she adorns, 023:02,023[A ]| With such visible horns, 023:02,024[A ]| That$3$ he is fit for$4$ his hounds for$4$ to$9$ prey on$5$. 023:02,000[' ]| <5> 023:02,025[A ]| It is unsafe we do find 023:02,026[A ]| To$9$ trust Women kind, 023:02,027[A ]| Since horning is a part of their trade; 023:02,028[A ]| \Diana\ is placed 023:02,029[A ]| As a Goddess that$6#1$ is chaste, 023:02,030[A ]| Yet \Actaeon\ a Monster she made. 023:02,000[' ]| <6> 023:02,031[A ]| The next wench doth stand, 023:02,032[A ]| With the scales in$4$ her hand 023:02,033[A ]| And is ready to$9$ come at your beck; 023:02,034[A ]| A new trick they have found, 023:02,035[A ]| To$9$ sell sack by$4$ the pound, 023:02,036[A ]| But it were better they would sell it by$4$ the peck. 023:02,000[' ]| <7> 023:02,037[A ]| The last of the three 023:02,038[A ]| They say prudence must be 023:02,039[A ]| With the serpent and horn of plenty; 023:02,040[A ]| But plenty and wit 023:02,041[A ]| So$5#1$ seldom doth hit, 023:02,042[A ]| That$3$ they fall not to$4$ one in$4$ twenty. 023:02,000[' ]| <8> 023:02,043[A ]| But above these things all, 023:02,044[A ]| Stands a fellow that$6#1$ is small, 023:02,045[A ]| With a Quadrant discerning the wind, 023:02,046[A ]| And says he is a fool 023:02,047[A ]| That$6#1$ travels from \Skoale\, 023:02,048[A ]| And leaves his good liquor behind. 023:02,000[' ]| <9> 023:02,049[A ]| Near the top of the sign, 023:02,050[A ]| Stand three on$4$ a line, 023:02,051[A ]| One in$4$ Temperance, still pouring out, 023:02,052[A ]| And Fortitude will$1$ 023:02,053[A ]| Drink what Temperance fill, 023:02,054[A ]| And fears not the stone or the gout. 023:02,000[' ]| <10> 023:02,055[A ]| The next of these three 023:02,056[A ]| You will$1$ an Usurer see, 023:02,057[A ]| With a prodigal child in$4$ his mouth; 023:02,058[A ]| It is Time (as some say) 023:02,059[A ]| And well so$3$ it may 023:02,060[A ]| For$3$ they be devourers both. 023:02,000[' ]| <11> 023:02,061[A ]| The last that$6#1$ you stare on$5$ 023:02,062[A ]| Is old father \Charon\ 023:02,063[A ]| Who$6#1$ is wafting a wench over the ferry, 023:02,064[A ]| Where \Cerberus\ does stand 023:02,065[A ]| To$9$ watch where they land, 023:02,066[A ]| And together they go to$9$ be merry. 023:02,000[' ]| <12> 023:02,067[A ]| Now to$9$ see such a change 023:02,068[A ]| Is a thing that$6#1$ is strange 023:02,069[A ]| That$3$ one who$6#1$ as stories do tell us, 023:02,070[A ]| His money has lent 023:02,071[A ]| At fifty 7per*cent 023:02,072[A ]| A College should build for$4$ goodfellows. 023:02,000[' ]| <13> 023:02,073[A ]| But under this work 023:02,074[A ]| Does a misery lurk, 023:02,075[A ]| That$6#1$ shows us the founder's design, 023:02,076[A ]| He has chalked out the way 023:02,077[A ]| For$4$ Gallants to$9$ stray, 023:02,078[A ]| That$3$ their lands may be his in$4$ fine. 023:02,000[' ]| <14> 023:02,079[A ]| That$6#2$ is first an Ale-bench, 023:02,080[A ]| Next hounds then a wench, 023:02,081[A ]| With these three to$9$ roar and to$9$ revel; 023:02,082[A ]| Brings the prodigal's lands, 023:02,083[A ]| To$4$ the Usurers' hands 023:02,084[A ]| And his body and soul to$4$ the Devil. 023:02,000[' ]| <15> 023:02,085[A ]| Now if you would know 023:02,086[A ]| After all this ado, 023:02,087[A ]| By$4$ what name this sign should be known, 023:02,088[A ]| Some called this, and some that$6#2$, 023:02,089[A ]| And some I know not what; 023:02,090[A ]| But it is many signs in$4$ one. 023:02,000[' ]| <16> 023:02,091[A ]| It is a sign that$3$ who$6#1$ built it 023:02,092[A ]| Had more money than wit, 023:02,093[A ]| And more wealth than he got or can use, 023:02,094[A ]| It is a sign that$3$ all we 023:02,095[A ]| Have less wit than he 023:02,096[A ]| That$6#1$ go thither to$9$ drink and may choose. 023:03,000[' ]| 023:03,000[' ]| <\A new Diurnal of passage more\> 023:03,000[' ]| <\Exactly drawn up then heretofore.\> 023:03,000[' ]| <\Printed and published, it is ordered to be\> 023:03,000[' ]| <\By\ Henry*Elsing the Clerk of the P%> 023:03,000[' ]| <\1. June. 1643\> 023:03,001[A ]| Since many Diurnals (for$4$ which$6#1$ we are grieved,) 023:03,002[A ]| Are come from both Houses, and are not believed; 023:03,003[A ]| The better to$9$ help them for$4$ running and flying, 023:03,004[A ]| We have put them in$4$ Verse, to$9$ Authorize their lying. 023:03,005[A ]| For$3$ it has been debated, and found to$9$ be true, 023:03,006[A ]| That$3$ lying is a Parliament Privilege too: 023:03,007[A ]| And that$3$ they may the sooner our conquests rehearse, 023:03,008[A ]| We are minded to$9$ put them in$4$ Galloping verse; 023:03,009[A ]| But so$5#1$ many Maimed Soldiers from \Reading\ there came, 023:03,010[A ]| That$6#1$ in$4$ spite of the Surgeons, make our verses go lame. 023:03,011[A ]| We have ever used Fictions, and now it is known, 023:03,012[A ]| Our Poverty has made us Poetical grown. 023:03,000[A ]| \Monday\ 023:03,013[A ]| On$4$ Monday both Houses fell into debate, 023:03,014[A ]| And were likely to$9$ fall by$4$ the ears as they sat; 023:03,015[A ]| Yet would they not have the business decided, 023:03,016[A ]| That$3$ they (as the Kingdom is) might be divided. 023:03,017[A ]| They had an intention to$4$ Prayers to$9$ go, 023:03,018[A ]| But \7Extempore\ Prayers are now Common too. 023:03,019[A ]| To$4$ Voting they fall; and the key of the work, 023:03,020[A ]| Was the raising of money for$4$ the State and the Kirk. 023:03,021[A ]| It is only Free-loan: yet this order they make, 023:03,022[A ]| That$3$ when Men would not lend, they should Plunder and take. 023:03,023[A ]| Upon$4$ this, the word Plunder came into their mind, 023:03,024[A ]| And they all did labour a new one to$9$ find. 023:03,025[A ]| They called it distraining: yet thought it no$2$ shame, 023:03,026[A ]| To$9$ persist in$4$ the Act, which$6#1$ they blushed for$4$ to$9$ name. 023:03,027[A ]| They Voted all Persons from \Oxford\ that$6#1$ came, 023:03,028[A ]| Should be apprehended: and after the same, 023:03,029[A ]| With an Humble Petition, the King they request, 023:03,030[A ]| He would be pleased to$9$ return, and be served like$4$ the rest. 023:03,031[A ]| A message from \Oxford\ conducing to$4$ peace, 023:03,032[A ]| Came next to$4$ their hands, that$3$ Arms might cease. 023:03,033[A ]| They Voted and Voted, and still they did vary, 023:03,034[A ]| Till at last the whole sense of the House was contrary 023:03,035[A ]| To$4$ reason; they knew by$4$ their Arms they might gain, 023:03,036[A ]| What neither true reason, nor Law can maintain. 023:03,037[A ]| Cessation was voted a dangerous plot; 023:03,038[A ]| Because the King would have it, both Houses would not. 023:03,039[A ]| But when they resolved it, abroad must be blown, 023:03,040[A ]| (To$9$ baffle the World) that$3$ the King would have none. 023:03,041[A ]| And carefully muzzled the mouth of the press, 023:03,042[A ]| Lest the truth should peep through their juggling dress. 023:03,043[A ]| For$3$ they knew a cessation would work them more harms, 023:03,044[A ]| Than \Essex\ could do the Cavaliers with his arms. 023:03,045[A ]| While they keep the Ships and the Forts in$4$ their hand, 023:03,046[A ]| They may be Traitors by$4$ Sea, as well as by$4$ Land. 023:03,047[A ]| The Forts will$1$ preserve them as long as they stay, 023:03,048[A ]| And the Ships carry them and their plunder away. 023:03,049[A ]| They have therefore good reason to$9$ account war the better, 023:03,050[A ]| For$3$ the Law will$1$ prove to$4$ them but a killing letter. 023:03,000[A ]| \Tuesday\ 023:03,051[A ]| A Post from his Excellence came blowing his Horn, 023:03,052[A ]| For$4$ money to$9$ advance, and this spun out the Morn; 023:03,053[A ]| And straight to$4$ the City some went for$4$ relief, 023:03,054[A ]| The rest made an Ordinance to$9$ carry Powder-Beef. 023:03,055[A ]| Thus up$5$ go the Round-Heads, and \Essex\ advances, 023:03,056[A ]| But only to$9$ lead his Soldiers new dances. 023:03,057[A ]| To$4$ \Reading\ he goes, for$3$ at \Oxford\ (they say) 023:03,058[A ]| His wife has made Bull works to$9$ keep him away. 023:03,059[A ]| Prince*Rupert, for$4$ fear that$3$ the name be confounded, 023:03,060[A ]| Will$1$ saw off his horns, and make him a Round-head. 023:03,061[A ]| The news was returned with General fame, 023:03,062[A ]| That$3$ \Reading\ was taken before ever he came. 023:03,063[A ]| Then away Rode our Captains, and Soldiers did run, 023:03,064[A ]| To$9$ show themselves valiant, when the Battle was done, 023:03,065[A ]| Preparing to$9$ plunder, but as soon as they came, 023:03,066[A ]| They quickly perceived it was but a flam: 023:03,067[A ]| An Ordinance of Parliament \Essex\ brought down, 023:03,068[A ]| But that$6#2$ would not serve him to$9$ batter the Town. 023:03,069[A ]| More money was raised, more Men and Ammunition, 023:03,070[A ]| Carts loaded with Turnips, and other provision. 023:03,071[A ]| His Excellence had Chines and Rams-heads for$4$ a present, 023:03,072[A ]| And his Council of War had Woodcock and Pheasant. 023:03,073[A ]| But \Ven\ had five thousand Calves' heads all in$4$ carts, 023:03,074[A ]| To$9$ nourish his Men and to$9$ cheer up$5$ their hearts. 023:03,075[A ]| This made them so$5#1$ valiant that$3$ that$6#2$ very day, 023:03,076[A ]| They had taken the Town but for$4$ running away. 023:03,077[A ]| It was Ordered this day, that$3$ thanksgiving be made, 023:03,078[A ]| To$4$ the Round-heads in$4$ Sermons, for$4$ their beef and their bread. 023:03,000[A ]| \Wednesday\ 023:03,079[A ]| Two Members this day at a Conference sate, 023:03,080[A ]| And one gives the other a knock on$4$ the pate. 023:03,081[A ]| This set them a voting, and the upper house swore, 023:03,082[A ]| It was a breach of privilege he gave him no$2$ more. 023:03,083[A ]| The lower the breaking their Member's head voted 023:03,084[A ]| A breach of their privilege; for$3$ it is to$9$ be noted, 023:03,085[A ]| That$3$ Treason and Privilege in$4$ it did grow, 023:03,086[A ]| It was a breach of his Crown and dignity too. 023:03,087[A ]| Then came in$5$ the Women with a long long petition, 023:03,088[A ]| To$9$ settle Militia and damn the Commission. 023:03,089[A ]| For$3$ if fighting continue, they say they did fear, 023:03,090[A ]| That$3$ Men would be scarce, and Husbands be dear. 023:03,091[A ]| So$5#1$ plainly the Speaker the business unties, 023:03,092[A ]| That$3$ presently all the Members did rise. 023:03,093[A ]| They had hardly the leisure all things to$9$ lay ope, 023:03,094[A ]| But some felt in$4$ their Bellies if they had not a Pope. 023:03,095[A ]| Some strictly stood to$4$ them, and others did fear, 023:03,096[A ]| Each carried about them a fierce Cavalier. 023:03,097[A ]| This business was handled by$4$ the Close-Committee, 023:03,098[A ]| That$6#1$ privately met at a place in$4$ the City. 023:03,099[A ]| So$5#1$ closely to$4$ voting the Members did fall, 023:03,100[A ]| That$3$ the humble Sisters were overthrown all. 023:03,101[A ]| But they and their helpers came short at the last, 023:03,102[A ]| Till at length the whole work on$4$ Prince*Griffith was cast. 023:03,103[A ]| And he with his troop did handle the matter, 023:03,104[A ]| He pleased every Woman, as soon as he came at her. 023:03,105[A ]| The business had like$5$ to$9$ have gone on$4$ their side, 023:03,106[A ]| Had not \Pym\ persuaded them not to$9$ confide. 023:03,107[A ]| For$3$ rather than peace, to$9$ fill the Common-Wealth, 023:03,108[A ]| He said he would do ten every night himself. 023:03,000[A ]| \Thursday\ 023:03,109[A ]| This Day a great fart in$4$ the house they did hear, 023:03,110[A ]| Which$6#1$ made all the members make buttons for$4$ fear; 023:03,111[A ]| And one makes nine speeches while the business was hot, 023:03,112[A ]| And spake through the nose that$3$ he smelt out the plot. 023:03,113[A ]| He takes it to$4$ task, and the Articles draws, 023:03,114[A ]| As a breach of their own Fundamental-laws. 023:03,115[A ]| Now Letters were read which$6#1$ did fully relate 023:03,116[A ]| A victory against \New-Castle\ of late; 023:03,117[A ]| That$3$ hundreds were slain, and hundreds did run, 023:03,118[A ]| And all this was got before the battle begun. 023:03,119[A ]| This then they resolved to$9$ make the best on$5$; 023:03,120[A ]| And next they resolved upon$4$ the question, 023:03,121[A ]| That$3$ Bonfires and praises, the Pulpit and Steeple, 023:03,122[A ]| Must all be suborned to$9$ cozen the People. 023:03,123[A ]| But the policy was more money to$9$ get, 023:03,124[A ]| For$4$ the conquests dear bought and far enough fet, 023:03,125[A ]| Such victories in$4$ \Ireland\, although it be known 023:03,126[A ]| They strive to$9$ make that$6#2$ Land as bad as our own. 023:03,127[A ]| No$2$ sooner the money for$4$ this was brought hither, 023:03,128[A ]| But a crowd of true Letters came flocking together, 023:03,129[A ]| How \Hotham\ and his army and others were beaten. 023:03,130[A ]| This made the blue Members to$9$ startle and threaten. 023:03,131[A ]| And these by$4$ all means must be kept from the City, 023:03,132[A ]| And only referred to$4$ the Privy-Committee. 023:03,133[A ]| And they presently with an \7Extempore\ vote, 023:03,134[A ]| Which$6#1$ they have used so$5#1$ long, that$3$ they learned by$4$ rote, 023:03,135[A ]| They styled them malignant, and to$4$ lies they did turn them, 023:03,136[A ]| Then \Corbet\ instead of the Hangman, must burn them. 023:03,137[A ]| And he after that$6#2$ an Ordinance draws, 023:03,138[A ]| That$3$ none should tell truth that$6#1$ disparaged the cause. 023:03,139[A ]| Then \Pym\ like$4$ a \Pegasus\ trots up$5$ and down, 023:03,140[A ]| And takes up$5$ an Angel to$9$ throw down a crown. 023:03,141[A ]| He stands like$4$ a Centaur and makes a long speech, 023:03,142[A ]| That$6#1$ came from his mouth, and part from his breech. 023:03,143[A ]| He moves for$4$ more Horse, that$3$ the Army may be 023:03,144[A ]| Part Man's flesh and horse flesh, as well as he; 023:03,145[A ]| And he will$1$ be a Colonel as well as another, 023:03,146[A ]| But durst not ride a horse, because a horse rode his Mother. 023:03,000[A ]| \Friday\ 023:03,147[A ]| Sir*Hugh*Cholmley for$4$ being no$2$ longer a Traitor, 023:03,148[A ]| Was accused of treason in$4$ the highest Nature; 023:03,149[A ]| Because he (as they bade him) his Soldiers did bring, 023:03,150[A ]| To$9$ turn from Rebellion and fight for$4$ the King. 023:03,151[A ]| They voted him out, but, nor they nor their men 023:03,152[A ]| Could vote him into the house again. 023:03,153[A ]| Sir*David's Remonstrance next to$4$ them was read, 023:03,154[A ]| From the Cities round body and \Isaac's\ the head. 023:03,155[A ]| It was approved; but one cause produced a denial, 023:03,156[A ]| That$3$ all Traitors be brought to$4$ a Legal trial. 023:03,157[A ]| For$3$ it is against reason to$9$ vote or to$9$ do 023:03,158[A ]| Against Traitors when they are no$2$ other but so$5#2$. 023:03,159[A ]| Because about nothing so$5#1$ long they sit still, 023:03,160[A ]| They hold it convenient Diurnals to$9$ fill. 023:03,161[A ]| And therefore they gave their Chronographer charge 023:03,162[A ]| To$9$ stuff it with Orders and Letters at large. 023:03,163[A ]| The King by$4$ his Prerogative, nor by$4$ the Law, 023:03,164[A ]| Can speak nor print nothing his people to$9$ draw. 023:03,165[A ]| Yet Penniless Pamphleteers they do maintain, 023:03,166[A ]| Whose only Religion is Stipendiary gain. 023:03,167[A ]| Who$6#1$ \7Cum 7Privilegio\, against King and the State, 023:03,168[A ]| The treason that$6#1$ is taught them (like$4$ Parrots) they prate. 023:03,169[A ]| These Hackneys are licensed whatever they do, 023:03,170[A ]| As if they had Parliament privilege too. 023:03,171[A ]| Thus then they consult: so$5#1$ zealous they are, 023:03,172[A ]| To$9$ settle the peace of the Kingdom by$4$ war. 023:03,173[A ]| But against Civil-war their hatred is such, 023:03,174[A ]| To$9$ prevent it they will$1$ bring in$5$ the \Scots\ and the \Dutch\. 023:03,175[A ]| They had rather the Land be destroyed in$4$ a minute, 023:03,176[A ]| Than abide anything that$6#1$ has loyalty in$4$ it; 023:03,177[A ]| And yet their rebellion so$5#1$ neatly they trim, 023:03,178[A ]| They fight for$4$ the King, but they mean for$4$ King*Pym. 023:03,179[A ]| These all to$9$ fight for$4$, and maintain are sent 023:03,180[A ]| The Laws of \England\; but \New-England\ is meant. 023:03,181[A ]| And though such disorders are broke in$5$ of late, 023:03,182[A ]| They keep it the Anagram still of a State. 023:03,183[A ]| For$3$ still they are plotting more riches to$9$ bring 023:03,184[A ]| To$9$ make \Charles\ a rich and glorious King. 023:03,185[A ]| And by$4$ this rebellion this good they will$1$ do him, 023:03,186[A ]| They will$1$ forfeit all their Estates unto him. 023:03,187[A ]| No$2$ Clergy must meddle in$4$ Spiritual affairs, 023:03,188[A ]| But \Layton\ never heard of it, losing his ears, 023:03,189[A ]| For$3$ that$3$ he might be deaf to$4$ the prisoners cries, 023:03,190[A ]| To$4$ a spiritual Gaoler's place he must rise. 023:03,191[A ]| The rest have good reason for$4$ what they shall do, 023:03,192[A ]| For$3$ they are both Clergy and Laity too. 023:03,193[A ]| Or else at the best when the question is stated, 023:03,194[A ]| They are but Mechanics newly translated. 023:03,195[A ]| They may be Committees to$9$ practise their bawling, 023:03,196[A ]| For$4$ stealing of horse is a spiritual calling. 023:03,197[A ]| The reason why people our Martyrs adore, 023:03,198[A ]| Because their ears being cut off their fame sounds the more. 023:03,199[A ]| It was ordered the Goods of Malignants and Lands, 023:03,200[A ]| Shall be shared among them, and took into their hands. 023:03,201[A ]| They send spirits for$4$ more malignants to$9$ come, 023:03,202[A ]| That$3$ everyone in$4$ the house may have some. 023:03,203[A ]| Then down to$4$ \Guild-Hall\ they return with their thanks, 023:03,204[A ]| To$4$ the fools whom the Lottery has cheated with blanks. 023:03,000[A ]| \Saturday\ 023:03,205[A ]| This day there came news of the taking a Ship, 023:03,206[A ]| (To$9$ see what strange wonders are wrought in$4$ the deep) 023:03,207[A ]| That$3$ a troop of their horse ran into the Sea, 023:03,208[A ]| And pulled out a ship alive to$4$ the key. 023:03,209[A ]| And after much prating and fighting they say, 023:03,210[A ]| The ropes served for$4$ traces to$9$ draw her away. 023:03,211[A ]| Sure these were Sea-horses, or else by$4$ their lying 023:03,212[A ]| They would make them as famous for$4$ swimming as flying. 023:03,213[A ]| The rest of the day they spent to$9$ bemoan 023:03,214[A ]| Their Brother the Round-head that$6#1$ to$4$ \Tyburn\ was gone. 023:03,215[A ]| And could not but think it a barbarous thing, 023:03,216[A ]| To$9$ hang him for$4$ killing a friend to$4$ the King. 023:03,217[A ]| He was newly baptized, and held it was good 023:03,218[A ]| To$9$ be washed, yet not in$4$ water, but blood. 023:03,219[A ]| They ordered for$4$ his honour to$9$ cut off his ears, 023:03,220[A ]| And make him a Martyr: but a Zealot appears, 023:03,221[A ]| And affirmed him a Martyr, for$3$ though it was his fate 023:03,222[A ]| To$9$ be hanged, yet he died for$4$ the good of the State. 023:03,223[A ]| Then all fell to$4$ plotting of matters so$5#1$ deep, 023:03,224[A ]| That$3$ the silent Speaker fell down fast asleep. 023:03,225[A ]| He recovers himself and rubs up$5$ his eyes, 023:03,226[A ]| Then motions his house that$3$ it was time to$9$ rise. 023:03,227[A ]| So$3$ home they went all, and their business referred 023:03,228[A ]| To$4$ the Close-Committee by$4$ them to$9$ be heard; 023:03,229[A ]| They took it upon$4$ them, but what they did do, 023:03,230[A ]| Take notice that$3$ none but themselves must know. 023:03,000[A ]| \Postcript\ 023:03,231[A ]| Thus far we have gone in$4$ Rhythm to$9$ disclose, 023:03,232[A ]| What never was uttered by$4$ any in$4$ prose. 023:03,233[A ]| If any be wanting, it was but a mishap, 023:03,234[A ]| Because we forgot to$9$ weigh it by$4$ the map. 023:03,235[A ]| For$3$ over the Kingdom their orders were spread, 023:03,236[A ]| They have made the whole body as bad as the head. 023:03,237[A ]| And now made such work that$3$ all they can do, 023:03,238[A ]| Is but to$9$ read Letters and answer them too. 023:03,239[A ]| We thought to$9$ make \Finis\ the end of the story, 023:03,240[A ]| But that$3$ we shall have more business for$4$ you. 023:03,241[A ]| For$3$ (as their proceedings do) so$3$ shall our Pen, 023:03,242[A ]| Run roundly from Monday to$4$ Monday again. 023:03,243[A ]| And since we have begun, our Muse doth intend, 023:03,244[A ]| To$9$ have (like$4$ their votes) no$2$ beginning nor end. 023:04,000[' ]| 023:04,000[' ]| <\On the Demolishing the Forts\> 023:04,000[' ]| <1> 023:04,001[A ]| Is this the end of all the toil, 023:04,002[A ]| And labour of the Town? 023:04,003[A ]| And did our Bulwarks rise so$5#1$ high, 023:04,004[A ]| Thus low to$9$ tumble down? 023:04,000[' ]| <2> 023:04,005[A ]| All things go by$4$ contrary now, 023:04,006[A ]| We fight to$9$ still the Nation, 023:04,007[A ]| Build Forts to$9$ pull down popery, 023:04,008[A ]| Pull down for$4$ Edification. 023:04,000[' ]| <3> 023:04,009[A ]| These Independents' tenets, and 023:04,010[A ]| Their ways so$5#1$ pleasing be, 023:04,011[A ]| Our City will$1$ not be bound about, 023:04,012[A ]| But stands for$4$ liberty. 023:04,000[' ]| <4> 023:04,013[A ]| The Popish doctrine shall no$2$ more 023:04,014[A ]| Prevail within our Nation; 023:04,015[A ]| For$3$ now we see that$3$ by$4$ our works, 023:04,016[A ]| There is no$2$ Justification. 023:04,000[' ]| <5> 023:04,017[A ]| What an Almighty army is this, 023:04,018[A ]| How worthy of our praising, 023:04,019[A ]| That$6#1$ with one vote can blow down that$6#2$ 023:04,020[A ]| All we so$5#1$ long were raising! 023:04,000[' ]| <6> 023:04,021[A ]| Yet let us not wonder at this change, 023:04,022[A ]| For$3$ thus it will$1$ be withal; 023:04,023[A ]| These works did lift themselves too high, 023:04,024[A ]| And pride must have a fall. 023:04,000[' ]| <7> 023:04,025[A ]| And when both houses vote again, 023:04,026[A ]| The Cavies to$9$ be gone, 023:04,027[A ]| Nor dare to$9$ come within the lines, 023:04,028[A ]| Of Communication: 023:04,000[' ]| <8> 023:04,029[A ]| They must reserve the sense or else, 023:04,030[A ]| Refer it to$4$ the Divines, 023:04,031[A ]| And they had need sit seven years more 023:04,032[A ]| Before they can read those lines. 023:04,000[' ]| <9> 023:04,033[A ]| They went to$9$ make a \Gotham\ of it, 023:04,034[A ]| For$3$ now they did begin 023:04,035[A ]| To$9$ build these mighty banks about, 023:04,036[A ]| To$9$ keep the Cuckoos in$5$. 023:04,000[' ]| <10> 023:04,037[A ]| Alas what need they take such pains! 023:04,038[A ]| For$3$ why a Cuckoo here 023:04,039[A ]| Might find so$5#1$ many of his mates, 023:04,040[A ]| He will$1$ sing here all the year. 023:04,000[' ]| <11> 023:04,041[A ]| Has \Isaac\ our Lord Mayor, Lord Mayor, 023:04,042[A ]| With Tradesmen and with wenches, 023:04,043[A ]| Spent so$5#1$ much time, and cakes and beer, 023:04,044[A ]| To$9$ edify these trenches? 023:04,000[' ]| <12> 023:04,045[A ]| All trades did show their skill in$4$ this, 023:04,046[A ]| Each wife an Engineer: 023:04,047[A ]| The Mayoress took the tool in$4$ hand, 023:04,048[A ]| The maids the stones did bear. 023:04,000[' ]| <13> 023:04,049[A ]| These bulwarks stood for$4$ Popery, 023:04,050[A ]| And yet we never feared them, 023:04,051[A ]| And now they worship and fall down, 023:04,052[A ]| Before those calves that$6#1$ reared them. 023:04,000[' ]| <14> 023:04,053[A ]| But though for$4$ superstition, 023:04,054[A ]| The crosses have been downed, 023:04,055[A ]| Who$6#2$ would think these works would Popish turn, 023:04,056[A ]| That$6#1$ ever have been round? 023:04,000[' ]| <15> 023:04,057[A ]| This spoils our Palmistry; for$3$ when 023:04,058[A ]| We will$1$ read the City's fate, 023:04,059[A ]| We find nor lines nor crosses now, 023:04,060[A ]| As it hath had of late. 023:04,000[' ]| <16> 023:04,061[A ]| No$2$ wonder that$3$ the Aldermen, 023:04,062[A ]| Will$1$ no$2$ more money lend, 023:04,063[A ]| When they that$6#1$ in$4$ this seven years, 023:04,064[A ]| Such learned works have penned. 023:04,000[' ]| <17> 023:04,065[A ]| Now to$9$ debase their lofty lines, 023:04,066[A ]| In$4$ which$6#1$ the wits delighted, 023:04,067[A ]| It is thought they will$1$ never turn Poets more, 023:04,068[A ]| Because their works are slighted. 023:04,000[' ]| <18> 023:04,069[A ]| These to$4$ a doleful tune are set, 023:04,070[A ]| For$3$ they that$6#1$ in$4$ the town 023:04,071[A ]| Did everywhere cry Up$5$ go we, 023:04,072[A ]| Now they must sing down down. 023:04,000[' ]| <19> 023:04,073[A ]| But if that$3$ \Tyburn\ do remain, 023:04,074[A ]| When the other slighted be, 023:04,075[A ]| The Cits will$1$ thither flock and sing, 023:04,076[A ]| Hay, hay, then up$5$ go we. 023:05,000[' ]| 023:05,000[' ]| <\The Clown\: omitted~~dialectal> 023:06,000[' ]| 023:06,000[' ]| <\On a Butchers Dog that bit a Commanders\> 023:06,000[' ]| <\Mare that stood to be Knight of a Shire\> 023:06,000[' ]| <1> 023:06,001[A ]| All you that$6#1$ for$4$ Parliament members do stand 023:06,002[A ]| For$4$ Country, Borough or City, 023:06,003[A ]| Listen now to$4$ my song, which$6#1$ is doleful for$8$ and 023:06,004[A ]| A lamentable ditty. 023:06,000[' ]| <2> 023:06,005[A ]| For$3$ you must take notice that$3$ there was a Dog, 023:06,006[A ]| Nay a Mastiff dog (do you see) 023:06,007[A ]| And if this great dog were tied to$4$ a great clog, 023:06,008[A ]| It had been full happy for$4$ we. 023:06,000[' ]| <3> 023:06,009[A ]| And eke there was a great Colonel stout, 023:06,010[A ]| That$6#1$ had been in$4$ many a slaughter, 023:06,011[A ]| But this Mastiff to$9$ eat him was going about, 023:06,012[A ]| As you shall hear hereafter. 023:06,000[' ]| <4> 023:06,013[A ]| You bloody Malignants why will$1$ you still plot? 023:06,014[A ]| It will$1$ bring you to$4$ hanging you know; 023:06,015[A ]| For$3$ if this dog had done what he did not, 023:06,016[A ]| How had he been used to$9$ trow! 023:06,000[' ]| <5> 023:06,017[A ]| But happy was it for$4$ sweet \Westminster\ 023:06,018[A ]| When they went to$9$ make their choice; 023:06,019[A ]| That$3$ this plot was found out, for$3$ why should this cur 023:06,020[A ]| In$4$ Election have any voice? 023:06,000[' ]| <6> 023:06,021[A ]| For$3$ surely this Mastiff, though he was big, 023:06,022[A ]| And had been lucky at fighting, 023:06,023[A ]| Yet he was not qualified worth a fig 023:06,024[A ]| And therefore he fell a*biting. 023:06,000[' ]| <7> 023:06,025[A ]| But whom do you think? a thing of great note, 023:06,026[A ]| And a worthy Commander's Mare, 023:06,027[A ]| O what a strange battle had there been fought, 023:06,028[A ]| Had they gone to$9$ fight dog, fight bear. 023:06,000[' ]| <8> 023:06,029[A ]| This dog was a Leveller in$4$ his heart, 023:06,030[A ]| Or some Tub-preaching Cur, 023:06,031[A ]| For$4$ honour or greatness he cared not a fart, 023:06,032[A ]| And loved neither Lord nor Sir. 023:06,000[' ]| <9> 023:06,033[A ]| For$3$ when the Commander was mounted on$4$ high, 023:06,034[A ]| And got above many a brother, 023:06,035[A ]| It angered this dog at the guts verily, 023:06,036[A ]| To$9$ see one man above another. 023:06,000[' ]| <10> 023:06,037[A ]| And therefore he run at him with open mouth, 023:06,038[A ]| But it seems the dog was but dull, 023:06,039[A ]| He had as good took a bear by$4$ the tooth, 023:06,040[A ]| As mistook a horse for$4$ a bull. 023:06,000[' ]| <11> 023:06,041[A ]| But this plot was discovered in$4$ very good time, 023:06,042[A ]| And strangely, as you may perceive, 023:06,043[A ]| For$3$ the people saw him committing this crime; 023:06,044[A ]| And made him his biting leave. 023:06,000[' ]| <12> 023:06,045[A ]| And so$3$ they were parted without any harm, 023:06,046[A ]| That$6#1$ now anybody seeth, 023:06,047[A ]| For$3$ it seems this dog that$6#1$ made all this alarm, 023:06,048[A ]| Did but only show his teeth. 023:06,000[' ]| <13> 023:06,049[A ]| So$3$ this Cavalier cur was beaten full sore, 023:06,050[A ]| And had many a knock on$4$ the pate, 023:06,051[A ]| But they served him aright if they had beat him more 023:06,052[A ]| For$4$ meddling with matters of State. 023:06,000[' ]| <14> 023:06,053[A ]| Now heaven look down on$4$ our noble Protector, 023:06,054[A ]| His Commanders and Members eke, 023:06,055[A ]| And keep him from the teeth of every Elector, 023:06,056[A ]| That$6#1$ is not able to$9$ speak. 023:06,000[' ]| <15> 023:06,057[A ]| And hang all such dogs as their honours do hate, 023:06,058[A ]| Let them clear themselves if they can, 023:06,059[A ]| For$3$ if they be suffered to$9$ be in$4$ the State, 023:06,060[A ]| They will$1$ conspire against horse and man. 023:07,000[' ]| 023:07,000[' ]| <\The New Knight Errant\> 023:07,000[' ]| <1> 023:07,001[A ]| Of Giants and Knights and their wonderful fights 023:07,002[A ]| We have stories enough in$4$ Romances, 023:07,003[A ]| But I will$1$ tell you one new, that$6#1$ is strange and yet true, 023:07,004[A ]| Though the other are nothing but fancies. 023:07,000[' ]| <2> 023:07,005[A ]| A Knight lately made of the Governing trade, 023:07,006[A ]| Whose name he will$1$ not have to$9$ be known, 023:07,007[A ]| Has been trucking with fame, to$9$ purchase a name, 023:07,008[A ]| For$3$ it is said he had none of his own. 023:07,000[' ]| <3> 023:07,009[A ]| He by$4$ Fortunes design, should have been a Divine, 023:07,010[A ]| And a pillar no$2$ doubt of the Church; 023:07,011[A ]| Whom a Sexton (God wot) in$4$ the belfry begot, 023:07,012[A ]| And his Mother did pig in$4$ the porch. 023:07,000[' ]| <4> 023:07,013[A ]| And next for$4$ his breeding, it was learned hogfeeding, 023:07,014[A ]| With which$6#1$ he so$5#1$ long did converse, 023:07,015[A ]| That$3$ his manners and feature, was so$5#1$ like$4$ their nature 023:07,016[A ]| You would scarce know his sweetness from theirs. 023:07,000[' ]| <5> 023:07,017[A ]| But observe the device of this Nobleman's rise, 023:07,018[A ]| How he hurried from trade, to$4$ trade, 023:07,019[A ]| From the grains he would aspire to$4$ the yeast, and then higher, 023:07,020[A ]| Till at length he a Drayman was made. 023:07,000[' ]| <6> 023:07,021[A ]| Then his dray-horse and he, in$4$ the streets we did see, 023:07,022[A ]| With his hanger, his sling and his jacket; 023:07,023[A ]| Long time he did watch, to$9$ meet with his match, 023:07,024[A ]| For$3$ he had ever a mind to$4$ the placket. 023:07,000[' ]| <7> 023:07,025[A ]| At length he did find out a Trull to$4$ his mind, 023:07,026[A ]| And \Ursula\ was her name; 023:07,027[A ]| \Oh Ursly\ quoth he, and \oh Tom\ then quoth she, 023:07,028[A ]| And so$3$ they began their game. 023:07,000[' ]| <8> 023:07,029[A ]| But as soon as they met, O such babes they did get, 023:07,030[A ]| And blood-royal in$4$ them did place, 023:07,031[A ]| From a swinehead they came, a she-bear was their Dam, 023:07,032[A ]| They were suckled as \Romulus\ was. 023:07,000[' ]| <9> 023:07,033[A ]| At last when the rout, with their head did fall out, 023:07,034[A ]| And the wars thereupon did fall in$5$, 023:07,035[A ]| He went to$4$ the field, with a sword, but no$2$ shield, 023:07,036[A ]| Strong drink was his buckler within. 023:07,000[' ]| <10> 023:07,037[A ]| But when he did spy, how they dropped down and die, 023:07,038[A ]| And did hear the bullets to$9$ sing; 023:07,039[A ]| His arms he flung down, and run fairly to$4$ town, 023:07,040[A ]| And exchanged his sword for$4$ his sling. 023:07,000[' ]| <11> 023:07,041[A ]| Yet he claimed his share, in$4$ such honours as were 023:07,042[A ]| Belonging to$4$ nobler spirits; 023:07,043[A ]| That$6#1$ ventured their lives, while this Buffoon survives 023:07,044[A ]| To$9$ receive the reward of their merits. 023:07,000[' ]| <12> 023:07,045[A ]| When the wars were all done, he his fighting begun, 023:07,046[A ]| And would needs show his valour in$4$ peace, 023:07,047[A ]| Then his fury he flings, at poor conquered things, 023:07,048[A ]| And frets like$4$ a hog in$4$ his grease. 023:07,000[' ]| <13> 023:07,049[A ]| For$3$ his first feat of all, on$4$ a Wit he did fall, 023:07,050[A ]| A wit as some say, and some not, 023:07,051[A ]| Because he had an art, to$9$ rhyme on$4$ the quart, 023:07,052[A ]| But never did care for$4$ the pot. 023:07,000[' ]| <14> 023:07,053[A ]| And next on$4$ the cocks, he fell like$4$ an Ox, 023:07,054[A ]| And took them and their Masters together; 023:07,055[A ]| But the combs and the spurs, kept himself and his Sirs, 023:07,056[A ]| Who$6#1$ are to$9$ have both or neither. 023:07,000[' ]| <15> 023:07,057[A ]| The cause of his spite, was because they would fight, 023:07,058[A ]| And because he durst not he did take-on; 023:07,059[A ]| And said they were fit, for$4$ the pot, not the spit, 023:07,060[A ]| And would serve to$9$ be eaten with bacon. 023:07,000[' ]| <16> 023:07,061[A ]| But fleshed with these spoils, the next of his toils, 023:07,062[A ]| Was to$9$ fall with wild-beasts by$4$ the ears, 023:07,063[A ]| To$4$ the Bearward he goeth, and then opened his mouth; 023:07,064[A ]| And said, \oh! are you there with your bears?\ 023:07,000[' ]| <17> 023:07,065[A ]| Our stories are dull, of a cock and a bull, 023:07,066[A ]| But such was his valour and care; 023:07,067[A ]| Since he bears the bell, the tales that$6#1$ we tell, 023:07,068[A ]| Must be of a cock and a bare. 023:07,000[' ]| <18> 023:07,069[A ]| The crime of the bears was, they were Cavaliers, 023:07,070[A ]| And had formerly fought for$4$ the King; 023:07,071[A ]| And pulled by$4$ the Burrs, the roundheaded Curs, 023:07,072[A ]| That$6#1$ they made both their ears to$9$ ring. 023:07,000[' ]| <19> 023:07,073[A ]| Our successor of Kings, like$4$ blind fortune flings, 023:07,074[A ]| Upon$4$ him both honour and store; 023:07,075[A ]| Who$6#1$ has as much right, to$9$ make \Tom\ a Knight, 023:07,076[A ]| As \Tom\ has desert, and no$2$ more. 023:07,000[' ]| <20> 023:07,077[A ]| But Fortune that$6#2$ whore, still attended this Brewer, 023:07,078[A ]| And did all his achievements reward; 023:07,079[A ]| And blindly did fling, on$4$ this lubberly thing, 023:07,080[A ]| More honour, and made him a Lord. 023:07,000[' ]| <21> 023:07,081[A ]| Now he walks with his spurs, and a couple of curs 023:07,082[A ]| At his heels, which$6#1$ he calls Squires; 023:07,083[A ]| So$3$ when honour is thrown, on$4$ the head of a clown, 023:07,084[A ]| It is by$4$ Parasites held up$5$, and Liars. 023:07,000[' ]| <22> 023:07,085[A ]| The rest of his pranks, will$1$ merit new thanks, 023:07,086[A ]| With his death, if we did but know it; 023:07,087[A ]| But we will$1$ leave him and it, to$4$ a time and place fit, 023:07,088[A ]| And \Greg%\ shall be funeral Poet. 023:08,000[' ]| 023:08,000[' ]| <\The New Mountebanck\> 023:08,000[' ]| 023:08,001[A ]| If any body politic, 023:08,002[A ]| Of plenty or ease be very sick, 023:08,003[A ]| There is a Physician come to$4$ Town, 023:08,004[A ]| Of far fetched fame and high renown: 023:08,005[A ]| Though called a Mountebank, it is meant, 023:08,006[A ]| Both words being \French\, a Parliament; 023:08,007[A ]| Who$6#1$ from \Geneva\ and \Amsterdam\, 023:08,008[A ]| From \Germany\ and \Scotland\ came; 023:08,009[A ]| Now lies in$4$ \London\, but the place, 023:08,010[A ]| If men say true, is in$4$ his face. 023:08,011[A ]| His scaffold stands on$4$ \Tower*hill\, 023:08,012[A ]| Where he on$4$ \Strafford\ tried his skill: 023:08,013[A ]| Off went his head, you will$1$ think him slain, 023:08,014[A ]| But straight it was voted on$5$ again. 023:08,015[A ]| Diurnals are his weekly bills, 023:08,016[A ]| Which$6#1$ speak how many he cures or kills: 023:08,017[A ]| But of the Errata we will$1$ advise, 023:08,018[A ]| For$4$ cure read kill, for$4$ truth read lies. 023:08,019[A ]| If any Traitor be diseased 023:08,020[A ]| With a sore neck, and would be eased; 023:08,021[A ]| There is a pill, they call a Vote, 023:08,022[A ]| Take it \7ex*tempore\ it shall do it. 023:08,023[A ]| If any conscience be too strict, 023:08,024[A ]| Here is several pills, from Lectures picked, 023:08,025[A ]| Which$6#1$ swallowed down will$1$ stretch if full, 023:08,026[A ]| As far as it is from this to$4$ \Hull\. 023:08,027[A ]| Is any by$4$ religion bound, 023:08,028[A ]| Or Law, and would be looser found? 023:08,029[A ]| Here is a Glister which$6#1$ we call 023:08,030[A ]| His privilege over-topping all. 023:08,031[A ]| Is any money left, or plate, 023:08,032[A ]| Or goods? Bring it in$5$ at any rate: 023:08,033[A ]| He will$1$ melt three shillings into one, 023:08,034[A ]| And in$4$ a minute leave you none. 023:08,035[A ]| Here is powder to$9$ inspire the lungs, 023:08,036[A ]| Here is water that$6#1$ unties your tongues; 023:08,037[A ]| Spite of the Law, it will$1$ set you free, 023:08,038[A ]| To$9$ speak treason only lispingly. 023:08,039[A ]| Here is Leeches, which$6#1$ if well applied, 023:08,040[A ]| And fed, will$1$ stick close to$4$ your side, 023:08,041[A ]| Till your superfluous blood decay, 023:08,042[A ]| Then they will$1$ break and drop away. 023:08,043[A ]| But here is a sovereign Antidote, 023:08,044[A ]| Be sure our Sovereign never know it; 023:08,045[A ]| Apply it as the Doctor pleases, 023:08,046[A ]| It will$1$ cure all wounds and all diseases. 023:08,047[A ]| A drug none but himself ever saw, 023:08,048[A ]| It is called a Fundamental Law: 023:08,049[A ]| Here is Glasses to$9$ delude your sight, 023:08,050[A ]| Dark Lanterns here, here bastard light. 023:08,051[A ]| This if you conquer trebles the men, 023:08,052[A ]| If lose a hundred, seems but ten. 023:08,053[A ]| Here is Opium to$9$ lull asleep, 023:08,054[A ]| And here lie dangerous plots in$4$ steep. 023:08,055[A ]| Here stands the safety of the City, 023:08,056[A ]| There hangs the invisible Committee. 023:08,057[A ]| Plundering is the new Philosopher's stone, 023:08,058[A ]| Turns war to$4$ Gold, and Gold to$4$ none. 023:08,059[A ]| And here is an Ordinance that$6#1$ shall, 023:08,060[A ]| At one full shot enrich you all. 023:08,061[A ]| He is skilled in$4$ the Mathematics, 023:08,062[A ]| And in$4$ his circle can do tricks. 023:08,063[A ]| By$4$ raising spirits that$6#1$ can smell 023:08,064[A ]| Plots that$6#1$ are hatched as deep as hell: 023:08,065[A ]| Which$6#1$ ever to$4$ themselves are known, 023:08,066[A ]| The Devil is ever kind to$4$ his own. 023:08,067[A ]| All this he 7gratis doth, and saith, 023:08,068[A ]| He will$1$ only take the public faith. 023:08,069[A ]| Flock to$4$ him then, make no$2$ delay, 023:08,070[A ]| The next fair wind he must away. 023:09,000[' ]| 023:09,000[' ]| <\The Saints Encouragement\> 023:09,000[' ]| 023:09,000[' ]| <1> 023:09,001[A ]| Fight on$5$ brave Soldiers for$4$ the cause, 023:09,002[A ]| Fear not the Cavaliers; 023:09,003[A ]| Their threatenings are as senseless, as 023:09,004[A ]| Our Jealousies and fears. 023:09,005[A ]| It is you must perfect this great work, 023:09,006[A ]| And all Malignants slay, 023:09,007[A ]| You must bring back the King again 023:09,008[A ]| The clean contrary way. 023:09,000[' ]| <2> 023:09,009[A ]| It is for$4$ Religion that$3$ you fight, 023:09,010[A ]| And for$4$ the Kingdom's good, 023:09,011[A ]| By$4$ robbing Churches, plundering men, 023:09,012[A ]| And shedding guiltless blood. 023:09,013[A ]| Down with the Orthodoxal train, 023:09,014[A ]| All Loyal Subjects slay; 023:09,015[A ]| When these are gone we shall be blest 023:09,016[A ]| The clean contrary way. 023:09,000[' ]| <3> 023:09,017[A ]| When \Charles\ we have bankrupt made like$4$ us, 023:09,018[A ]| Of Crown and power bereft him; 023:09,019[A ]| And all his loyal subjects slain, 023:09,020[A ]| And none but Rebels left him. 023:09,021[A ]| When we have beggared all the Land, 023:09,022[A ]| And sent our Trunks away, 023:09,023[A ]| We will$1$ make him then a glorious Prince, 023:09,024[A ]| The clean contrary way. 023:09,000[' ]| <4> 023:09,025[A ]| It is to$9$ preserve his Majesty, 023:09,026[A ]| That$3$ we against him fight, 023:09,027[A ]| Nor are we ever beaten back, 023:09,028[A ]| Because our cause is right, 023:09,029[A ]| If any make a scruple on$4$ it, 023:09,030[A ]| Our Declaration say 023:09,031[A ]| Who$6#1$ fight for$4$ us, fight for$4$ the King, 023:09,032[A ]| The clean contrary way. 023:09,000[' ]| <5> 023:09,033[A ]| At \Keynton, Branford, Plymmouth, York\, 023:09,034[A ]| And diverse places more; 023:09,035[A ]| What victories we Saints obtained, 023:09,036[A ]| The like$0$ never seen before. 023:09,037[A ]| How often we Prince*Rupert killed, 023:09,038[A ]| And bravely won the day, 023:09,039[A ]| The wicked Cavaliers did run 023:09,040[A ]| The clean contrary way. 023:09,000[' ]| <6> 023:09,041[A ]| The true Religion we maintain, 023:09,042[A ]| The Kingdom's peace, and plenty; 023:09,043[A ]| The privilege of Parliament 023:09,044[A ]| Not known to$4$ one of twenty: 023:09,045[A ]| The ancient Fundamental Laws; 023:09,046[A ]| And teach men to$9$ obey 023:09,047[A ]| Their Lawful Sovereign, and all these, 023:09,048[A ]| The clean contrary way. 023:09,000[' ]| <7> 023:09,049[A ]| We subjects Liberties preserve, 023:09,050[A ]| By$4$ prisonment and plunder, 023:09,051[A ]| And do enrich ourselves and state 023:09,052[A ]| By$4$ keeping the wicked under. 023:09,053[A ]| We must preserve Mechanics now, 023:09,054[A ]| To$9$ Lecturize and pray; 023:09,055[A ]| By$4$ them the Gospel is advanced, 023:09,056[A ]| The clean contrary way. 023:09,000[' ]| <8> 023:09,057[A ]| And though the King be much misled 023:09,058[A ]| By$4$ that$6#2$ malignant crew; 023:09,059[A ]| He will$1$ find us honest, and at last, 023:09,060[A ]| Give all of us our due, 023:09,061[A ]| For$3$ we do wisely plot, and plot 023:09,062[A ]| Rebellion to$9$ destroy, 023:09,063[A ]| He sees we stand for$4$ peace and truth, 023:09,064[A ]| The clean contrary way. 023:09,000[' ]| <9> 023:09,065[A ]| The public faith shall save our souls, 023:09,066[A ]| And good out-works together, 023:09,067[A ]| And ships shall save our lives that$6#1$ stay, 023:09,068[A ]| Only for$4$ wind and weather. 023:09,069[A ]| But when our faith and works fall down, 023:09,070[A ]| And all our hopes decay, 023:09,071[A ]| Our Acts will$1$ bear us up$5$ to$4$ heaven, 023:09,072[A ]| The clean contrary way. 023:10,000[' ]| 023:10,000[' ]| <\Written in 1648\> 023:10,000[' ]| <1> 023:10,001[A ]| Come let us be merry, 023:10,002[A ]| Drink Claret and Sherry, 023:10,003[A ]| And cast away care and sorrow; 023:10,004[A ]| He is a fool that$6#1$ takes thought for$4$ tomorrow. 023:10,005[A ]| Why should we be droopers, 023:10,006[A ]| To$9$ save it for$4$ Troopers. 023:10,007[A ]| Let us spend our own, 023:10,008[A ]| And when all is gone, 023:10,009[A ]| That$3$ they can have none, 023:10,010[A ]| \Then the Roundheads and Caves agree.\ 023:10,000[' ]| <2> 023:10,011[A ]| Then fall to$4$ your drinking, 023:10,012[A ]| And leave off this shrinking, 023:10,013[A ]| Let Square-heads and Round-heads go quarrel, 023:10,014[A ]| We have no$2$ other foe but the barrel, 023:10,015[A ]| These cares and disasters, 023:10,016[A ]| Shall never be our Masters, 023:10,017[A ]| \English\ and \Scott\, 023:10,018[A ]| Doth both love a pot, 023:10,019[A ]| Though they say they do not, 023:10,020[A ]| \Here the Roundheads and Caves agree.\ 023:10,000[' ]| <3> 023:10,021[A ]| A man that$6#1$ is armed 023:10,022[A ]| With liquor is charmed, 023:10,023[A ]| And proof against strength and cunning, 023:10,024[A ]| He scorns the base humour of running. 023:10,025[A ]| Our brains are the quicker, 023:10,026[A ]| When seasoned with liquor, 023:10,027[A ]| Let us drink and sing, 023:10,028[A ]| Here is a health to$4$ our King, 023:10,029[A ]| And I wish in$4$ this thing 023:10,030[A ]| \Both the Roundheads and Caves agree.\ 023:10,000[' ]| <4> 023:10,031[A ]| A pox of this fighting! 023:10,032[A ]| I take no$2$ delighting 023:10,033[A ]| In$4$ killing of men and plunder, 023:10,034[A ]| A Gun affrights me like$4$ a thunder. 023:10,035[A ]| If we can Live quiet, 023:10,036[A ]| With good drink and diet, 023:10,037[A ]| We will$1$ not come nigh, 023:10,038[A ]| Where the bullets do fly, 023:10,039[A ]| In$4$ fearing to$9$ die, 023:10,040[A ]| \Both the Roundheads and Caves agree.\ 023:10,000[' ]| <5> 023:10,041[A ]| Between Square-head and Round-head 023:10,042[A ]| The Land is confounded, 023:10,043[A ]| They care not for$4$ fight or battle, 023:10,044[A ]| But to$9$ plunder our goods and cattle. 023:10,045[A ]| Whenever they come to$4$ us, 023:10,046[A ]| They come to$9$ undo us, 023:10,047[A ]| Their chiefest hate 023:10,048[A ]| Is at our Estate, 023:10,049[A ]| And in$4$ sharing of that$6#2$, 023:10,050[A ]| \Both the Roundheads and Caves agree.\ 023:10,000[' ]| <6> 023:10,051[A ]| In$4$ swearing, and lying, 023:10,052[A ]| In$4$ cowardly flying, 023:10,053[A ]| In$4$ whoring, in$4$ cheating, in$4$ stealing, 023:10,054[A ]| They agree; in$4$ all damnable dealing. 023:10,055[A ]| He is a fool and a widgeon, 023:10,056[A ]| That$6#1$ thinks they have Religion, 023:10,057[A ]| For$3$ Law and right, 023:10,058[A ]| Are overruled by$4$ might, 023:10,059[A ]| But when they should fight, 023:10,060[A ]| \Then the Roundheads and Caves agree.\ 023:10,000[' ]| <7> 023:10,061[A ]| Then while we have treasure, 023:10,062[A ]| Let us spare for$4$ no$2$ pleasure, 023:10,063[A ]| He is a fool that$6#1$ has wealth and will$1$ not spend it, 023:10,064[A ]| But keeps it for$4$ Troopers to$9$ end it. 023:10,065[A ]| When we have nothing to$9$ leave them, 023:10,066[A ]| Then we shall deceive them, 023:10,067[A ]| If all would be 023:10,068[A ]| Of such humours as we, 023:10,069[A ]| We should suddenly see 023:10,070[A ]| \Both the Roundheads and Caves agree.\ 023:11,000[' ]| 023:11,000[' ]| <\The Scots Curanto\> 023:11,000[' ]| 023:11,000[' ]| <1> 023:11,001[A ]| Come, come away to$4$ the \English\ wars, 023:11,002[A ]| A fig for$4$ our Hills and Valleys, 023:11,003[A ]| It was we did begin, and will$1$ lengthen their jars, 023:11,004[A ]| We will$1$ gain by$4$ their loss and follies; 023:11,005[A ]| Let the Nations 023:11,006[A ]| By$4$ invasions, 023:11,007[A ]| Break through our bars, 023:11,008[A ]| They can get little good by$4$ their sallies. 023:11,000[' ]| <2> 023:11,009[A ]| Though \Irish\ and \English\ entered be, 023:11,010[A ]| The State is become our Debtor. 023:11,011[A ]| Let them have our Land, if their own may be free 023:11,012[A ]| And the \Scot\ will$1$ at length be a getter. 023:11,013[A ]| If they crave it 023:11,014[A ]| Let them have it, 023:11,015[A ]| What care we? 023:11,016[A ]| We would fain change our Land for$4$ a better. 023:11,000[' ]| <3> 023:11,017[A ]| Long have we longed for$4$ the \English\ Land, 023:11,018[A ]| But we are hindered still by$4$ disasters; 023:11,019[A ]| But now is their time, when they can not withstand, 023:11,020[A ]| But are their own Country's wasters. 023:11,021[A ]| If we venture, 023:11,022[A ]| We may enter 023:11,023[A ]| By$4$ command, 023:11,024[A ]| And at last we shall grow to$9$ be Masters. 023:11,000[' ]| <4> 023:11,025[A ]| When at the first we began to$9$ rebel, 023:11,026[A ]| Though they did not before regard us, 023:11,027[A ]| How the name of a \Scot\ did the \English\ quell, 023:11,028[A ]| Which$6#1$ formerly have out-dared us. 023:11,029[A ]| For$4$ our coming 023:11,030[A ]| And returning, 023:11,031[A ]| They paid us well, 023:11,032[A ]| And royally did reward us. 023:11,000[' ]| <5> 023:11,033[A ]| The better to$9$ bring our ends about, 023:11,034[A ]| We must plead for$4$ a Reformation; 023:11,035[A ]| And tickle the minds of the giddy-brained rout, 023:11,036[A ]| With the hopes of an innovation. 023:11,037[A ]| They will$1$ love us 023:11,038[A ]| And approve us, 023:11,039[A ]| Without doubt, 023:11,040[A ]| If we bring in$5$ an alteration. 023:11,000[' ]| <6> 023:11,041[A ]| Down with the Bishops and their train, 023:11,042[A ]| The Surplice and Common prayers, 023:11,043[A ]| Then will$1$ we not have a King remain, 023:11,044[A ]| But we will$1$ be the Realm's surveyors. 023:11,045[A ]| So$3$ by$4$ little 023:11,046[A ]| And a little 023:11,047[A ]| We shall gain 023:11,048[A ]| All the Kingdom without gainsayers. 023:11,000[' ]| <7> 023:11,049[A ]| And when at the last we have conquered the King, 023:11,050[A ]| And beaten away the Cavaliers, 023:11,051[A ]| The Parliament next must the same ditty sing, 023:11,052[A ]| And thus we will$1$ set the Realm by$4$ the ears. 023:11,053[A ]| By$4$ their jarring 023:11,054[A ]| And their warring 023:11,055[A ]| We will$1$ bring, 023:11,056[A ]| Their estates to$9$ be ours, which$6#1$ they think to$9$ be theirs. 023:11,000[' ]| <8> 023:11,057[A ]| And thus when among us the Kingdom is shared, 023:11,058[A ]| And the people are all made beggars like$4$ we; 023:11,059[A ]| A \Scot\ will$1$ be as good as an \English\ Laird; 023:11,060[A ]| O! what an unity this will$1$ be. 023:11,061[A ]| As we gain it 023:11,062[A ]| We will$1$ retain it 023:11,063[A ]| By$4$ the sword 023:11,064[A ]| And the \English\ shall say, \bonny blue cap for$4$ me\. 023:12,000[' ]| 023:12,000[' ]| 023:12,000[' ]| <1> 023:12,001[A ]| Though \Oxford\ be yielded, and \Reading\ be taken, 023:12,002[A ]| I will$1$ put in$5$ for$4$ quarter at thy Maiden-head, 023:12,003[A ]| There while I am ensconced, my Standard is unshaken, 023:12,004[A ]| Lie thou in$4$ my arms, and I in$4$ thy bed. 023:12,005[A ]| Let the young Zealots march with their wenches, 023:12,006[A ]| Mounting their tools to$9$ edify trenches. 023:12,007[A ]| While thou and I do make it our pleasure, 023:12,008[A ]| To$9$ dig in$4$ thy Mine for$4$ the purest Treasure, 023:12,009[A ]| \Where nobody else shall plunder but I.\ 023:12,000[' ]| <2> 023:12,010[A ]| And when we together in$4$ battle do join, 023:12,011[A ]| We scorn to$9$ wear arms but what are our own, 023:12,012[A ]| Strike thou at my body, and I will$1$ thrust at thine, 023:12,013[A ]| By$4$ nakedness best the truth is made known. 023:12,014[A ]| Cannons may roar, and bullets keep flying, 023:12,015[A ]| While we are in$4$ Battle, we never fear dying. 023:12,016[A ]| \Isaac\ and his wenches are busy a*digging, 023:12,017[A ]| But all our delight is in$4$ japing and jigging, 023:12,018[A ]| \And nobody else shall plunder but I.\ 023:12,000[' ]| <3> 023:12,019[A ]| And when at the last our bodies are weary, 023:12,020[A ]| We will$1$ straight to$4$ the Taverns our strength to$9$ recruit, 023:12,021[A ]| Where, when we have refreshed our hearts with Canary, 023:12,022[A ]| We shall be the fitter again to$9$ go to$4$ it. 023:12,023[A ]| We will$1$ tipple and drink until we do stagger, 023:12,024[A ]| For$3$ then is the time for$4$ Soldiers to$9$ swagger. 023:12,025[A ]| Thus night and day we will$1$ thump it and knock it, 023:12,026[A ]| And when we have no$2$ money then look to$4$ your pocket, 023:12,027[A ]| \For$3$ nobody else shall plunder but I.\ 023:13,000[' ]| 023:13,000[' ]| <\A New Ballad\> 023:13,000[' ]| <1> 023:13,001[A ]| A Ballad, a Ballad, a new one and true, 023:13,002[A ]| And such are seldom seen; 023:13,003[A ]| He that$6#1$ will$1$ not write Ballads, and sing them too, 023:13,004[A ]| Has neither Wit nor Spleen. 023:13,005[A ]| For$3$ a man may be furnished with so$5#1$ much matter, 023:13,006[A ]| That$3$ he need not lie, or rail, or flatter, 023:13,007[A ]| It will$1$ run from his tongue as easy as water, 023:13,008[A ]| And as swiftly though not so$5#1$ clean. 023:13,000[' ]| <2> 023:13,009[A ]| To$9$ see how the times are twirled about, 023:13,010[A ]| Would make a dog laugh, it is true; 023:13,011[A ]| But to$9$ see those turn with them, that$6#1$ had the Rump-gout, 023:13,012[A ]| Would make a cat to$9$ spew. 023:13,013[A ]| Those Knaves that$6#1$ have lived upon$4$ sequestration, 023:13,014[A ]| And sucked the blood of the best of the Nation, 023:13,015[A ]| Are all for$4$ the King by$4$ a new translation, 023:13,016[A ]| He that$6#1$ will$1$ not believe it, is a Jew. 023:13,000[' ]| <3> 023:13,017[A ]| The poor Cavaliers, thought all was their own, 023:13,018[A ]| And now was their time to$9$ sway, 023:13,019[A ]| But friends they have few, and money they have none, 023:13,020[A ]| And so$3$ they mistook their way. 023:13,021[A ]| When they seek for$4$ preferments the Rebels do rout them 023:13,022[A ]| And having no$2$ money, they must go without them, 023:13,023[A ]| The Courtiers do carry such stomachs about them, 023:13,024[A ]| They speak no$2$ \English\ but pay. 023:13,000[' ]| <4> 023:13,025[A ]| And those very rebels that$6#1$ hated the King, 023:13,026[A ]| And no$2$ such office allow; 023:13,027[A ]| By$4$ the help of their boldness, and one other thing, 023:13,028[A ]| Are brought to$4$ the King to$9$ bow. 023:13,029[A ]| And there both pardons, and honours they have, 023:13,030[A ]| With which$6#1$ they think, they are secure and brave, 023:13,031[A ]| But the title of Knight, on$4$ the back of a Knave, 023:13,032[A ]| Is like$4$ a saddle upon$4$ a sow. 023:13,000[' ]| <5> 023:13,033[A ]| Those men are but fools as matters now stand, 023:13,034[A ]| That$6#1$ would not be Rebels and Traitors, 023:13,035[A ]| To$9$ grow rich and rant over the best of the land, 023:13,036[A ]| And tread on$4$ the poor \Cinque*Quaters\. 023:13,037[A ]| To$9$ do what they list, and none dare complain, 023:13,038[A ]| To$9$ rise from a cart and drive \Charles\ his wain, 023:13,039[A ]| And for$4$ this be made Lords and Knights in$4$ grain, 023:13,040[A ]| O it is sweet to$4$ ambitious natures. 023:13,000[' ]| <6> 023:13,041[A ]| If the times turn about it is but to$9$ comply, 023:13,042[A ]| And make a formal submission, 023:13,043[A ]| And with every new power to$9$ live and die, 023:13,044[A ]| Then they are in$4$ a safe condition. 023:13,045[A ]| For$3$ none are condemned but those that$6#1$ are dead, 023:13,046[A ]| Nor must be secured, but those that$6#1$ are fled, 023:13,047[A ]| And none but the poor rogues sequestered, 023:13,048[A ]| The great ones buy remission. 023:13,000[' ]| <7> 023:13,049[A ]| The Fortieth part of their riches will$1$ 023:13,050[A ]| Secure the other thirty nine; 023:13,051[A ]| And so$3$ they will$1$ keep above us still, 023:13,052[A ]| But hanged, we will$1$ never repine. 023:13,053[A ]| The Devil does into their natures creep, 023:13,054[A ]| That$3$ they can no$2$ more from their villainy keep, 023:13,055[A ]| Than a Wolf broke loose, can from killing of sheep, 023:13,056[A ]| Or a Poet refrain from wine. 023:13,000[' ]| <8> 023:13,057[A ]| Now Heaven preserve our Merciful King, 023:13,058[A ]| And continue his grace and pity, 023:13,059[A ]| And may his prosperity be like$4$ a spring, 023:13,060[A ]| And stream from him to$4$ the City! 023:13,061[A ]| May \James\ and \George\ those Dukes of renown, 023:13,062[A ]| Be the two supporters of \England's\ Crown! 023:13,063[A ]| And may all honest men enjoy what is their own! 023:13,064[A ]| And so$3$ I conclude my ditty. 023:14,000[' ]| 023:14,000[' ]| <\The Holy Pedler\> 023:14,000[' ]| <1> 023:14,001[A ]| From a Foreign shore 023:14,002[A ]| I am not come to$9$ store, 023:14,003[A ]| Your Shops with rare devices: 023:14,004[A ]| No$2$ drugs do I bring 023:14,005[A ]| From the \Indian\ King, 023:14,006[A ]| No$2$ Peacocks, Apes, nor Spices. 023:14,007[A ]| Such wares I do show 023:14,008[A ]| As in$4$ \England\ do grow, 023:14,009[A ]| And are for$4$ the good of the Nation, 023:14,010[A ]| Let nobody fear 023:14,011[A ]| To$9$ deal in$4$ my ware, 023:14,012[A ]| For$3$ Sacrilege now is in$4$ fashion. 023:14,000[' ]| <2> 023:14,013[A ]| I the Pedlar am, 023:14,014[A ]| That$6#1$ came from \Amsterdam\ 023:14,015[A ]| With a pack of new Religions, 023:14,016[A ]| I did everyone fit, 023:14,017[A ]| According to$4$ his wit, 023:14,018[A ]| From the Tub to$4$ \Mahomet's\ pigeons. 023:14,019[A ]| Great trading I found, 023:14,020[A ]| For$4$ my spiritual ground, 023:14,021[A ]| Wherein every man was a meddler; 023:14,022[A ]| I made people decline, 023:14,023[A ]| The learned Divine, 023:14,024[A ]| And then they bought Heaven of the Pedlar. 023:14,000[' ]| <3> 023:14,025[A ]| First Surplices I took, 023:14,026[A ]| Next the Common-prayer book, 023:14,027[A ]| And made all those Papists that$6#1$ used them; 023:14,028[A ]| Then the Bishops and Deans, 023:14,029[A ]| I stripped of their means, 023:14,030[A ]| And gave it to$4$ those that$6#1$ abused them. 023:14,031[A ]| The Clergymen next, 023:14,032[A ]| I withdrew from their Text, 023:14,033[A ]| And set up$5$ the gifted brother; 023:14,034[A ]| Thus Religion I made, 023:14,035[A ]| But a matter of trade, 023:14,036[A ]| And I cared nor for$4$ one or the other. 023:14,000[' ]| <4> 023:14,037[A ]| Then Tithes I fell upon$4$, 023:14,038[A ]| And those I quickly won, 023:14,039[A ]| It was profane in$4$ the Clergy to$9$ take them. 023:14,040[A ]| But they served for$4$ the Lay, 023:14,041[A ]| Till I sold them away, 023:14,042[A ]| And so$3$ did Religious make them. 023:14,043[A ]| But now come away, 023:14,044[A ]| To$4$ the Pedlar, I pray, 023:14,045[A ]| I scorn to$9$ rob or cozen; 023:14,046[A ]| If Churches you lack, 023:14,047[A ]| Come away to$4$ my pack, 023:14,048[A ]| Here is thirteen to$4$ the dozen. 023:14,000[' ]| <5> 023:14,049[A ]| Church Militants they be, 023:14,050[A ]| For$3$ now we do see, 023:14,051[A ]| They have fought so$5#1$ long with each other; 023:14,052[A ]| The Rump's Churches threw down, 023:14,053[A ]| Those that$6#1$ stood for$4$ the Crown, 023:14,054[A ]| And sold them to$4$ one another. 023:14,055[A ]| Then come you factious crew, 023:14,056[A ]| Here is a bargain now for$4$ you, 023:14,057[A ]| With the spoils of the church you may revel; 023:14,058[A ]| Now pull down the bells, 023:14,059[A ]| And then hang up$5$ yourselves, 023:14,060[A ]| And so$3$ give his due to$4$ the Devil. 023:15,000[' ]| 023:15,000[' ]| <\A Serious Ballade\> 023:15,000[' ]| 023:15,000[' ]| <1> 023:15,001[A ]| I love my King and Country well, 023:15,002[A ]| Religion and the Laws, 023:15,003[A ]| Which$6#1$ I am mad at the heart that$3$ ever we did sell, 023:15,004[A ]| To$9$ buy the good Old Cause. 023:15,005[A ]| These unnatural wars 023:15,006[A ]| And brotherly jars, 023:15,007[A ]| Are no$2$ delight or joy to$4$ me; 023:15,008[A ]| But it is my desire, 023:15,009[A ]| That$3$ the wars should expire, 023:15,010[A ]| \And the King and his Realms agree.\ 023:15,000[' ]| <2> 023:15,011[A ]| I never yet did take up$5$ arms, 023:15,012[A ]| And yet I dare to$9$ die, 023:15,013[A ]| But I will$1$ not be seduced by$4$ fanatical charms, 023:15,014[A ]| Till I know a Reason why. 023:15,015[A ]| Why the King and the State, 023:15,016[A ]| Should fall to$4$ debate, 023:15,017[A ]| I never could yet a reason see, 023:15,018[A ]| But I find many one, 023:15,019[A ]| Why the wars should be done, 023:15,020[A ]| \And the King and his Realms agree.\ 023:15,000[' ]| <3> 023:15,021[A ]| I love the King and the Parliament, 023:15,022[A ]| But I love them both together; 023:15,023[A ]| And when they by$4$ division asunder are rent, 023:15,024[A ]| I know it is good for$4$ neither. 023:15,025[A ]| Whichsoever of those, 023:15,026[A ]| Be victorious, 023:15,027[A ]| I am sure for$4$ us no$2$ good it will$1$ be, 023:15,028[A ]| For$3$ our plagues will$1$ increase, 023:15,029[A ]| Unless we have peace, 023:15,030[A ]| \And the King and his Realms agree.\ 023:15,000[' ]| <4> 023:15,031[A ]| The King without them can not long stand, 023:15,032[A ]| Nor they without the King, 023:15,033[A ]| It is they must advise, and it is he must command, 023:15,034[A ]| For$3$ their power, from his must spring. 023:15,035[A ]| It is a comfortless sway, 023:15,036[A ]| Where none will$1$ obey. 023:15,037[A ]| If the King has not his right, which$6#2$ way shall we? 023:15,038[A ]| They may Vote and make Laws, 023:15,039[A ]| But no$2$ good they will$1$ cause, 023:15,040[A ]| \Till the King and his Realms agree.\ 023:15,000[' ]| <5> 023:15,041[A ]| A pure Religion I would have, 023:15,042[A ]| Not mixed with humane wit; 023:15,043[A ]| And I can not endure that$3$ each ignorant knave, 023:15,044[A ]| Should dare to$9$ meddle with it. 023:15,045[A ]| The tricks of the law, 023:15,046[A ]| I would fain withdraw, 023:15,047[A ]| That$3$ it may be alike to$4$ each degree. 023:15,048[A ]| And I fain would have such, 023:15,049[A ]| As do meddle so$5#1$ much, 023:15,050[A ]| \With the King and the Church agree.\ 023:15,000[' ]| <6> 023:15,051[A ]| We have prayed and paid that$3$ the wars might cease, 023:15,052[A ]| And we be freemen made, 023:15,053[A ]| I would fight, if my fighting would bring any peace, 023:15,054[A ]| But war is become a trade. 023:15,055[A ]| Our servants did ride 023:15,056[A ]| With swords by$4$ their side, 023:15,057[A ]| And made their Masters footmen be; 023:15,058[A ]| But we will$1$ be no$2$ more slaves, 023:15,059[A ]| To$4$ the beggars and knaves, 023:15,060[A ]| \Now the King and the Realms do agree.\ 023:16,000[' ]| 023:16,000[' ]| <\An Ode\> 023:16,000[' ]| 023:16,000[' ]| <1> 023:16,001[A ]| What is this that$6#1$ shrouds 023:16,002[A ]| In$4$ these opacous clouds, 023:16,003[A ]| The glorious face of heaven, and dims our light? 023:16,004[A ]| What must we ever lie, 023:16,005[A ]| Mantled in$4$ dark stupidity? 023:16,006[A ]| Still grovelling in$4$ a daily night? 023:16,007[A ]| And shall we have no$2$ more the sun allowed? 023:16,008[A ]| Why does the sun grow dim? or do the stars grow proud? 023:16,000[' ]| <2> 023:16,009[A ]| Why should false zeal 023:16,010[A ]| Thus scorch our common-weal, 023:16,011[A ]| And make us slight bright \Phebus\ purer fires? 023:16,012[A ]| Why do these planets run? 023:16,013[A ]| They would, but can not be the sun, 023:16,014[A ]| Yet every saucy flame aspires. 023:16,015[A ]| Though they have no$2$ reason to$9$ affect the same, 023:16,016[A ]| Since they have nought of fire, but the mere rage and name. 023:16,000[' ]| <3> 023:16,017[A ]| Now since our Sun 023:16,018[A ]| Has left this Horizon, 023:16,019[A ]| Can all the stars though by$4$ united power, 023:16,020[A ]| Undark the night, 023:16,021[A ]| Or equal him in$4$ light? 023:16,022[A ]| And yet they blaze to$9$ make him lowre. 023:16,023[A ]| That$6#2$ star that$6#1$ looks more red than others are, 023:16,024[A ]| Is a prodigious Comet and a blazing star. 023:16,000[' ]| <4> 023:16,025[A ]| The World is undone, 023:16,026[A ]| When stars oppose the sun, 023:16,027[A ]| And make him change his constant course to$9$ rest; 023:16,028[A ]| His foaming Steeds, 023:16,029[A ]| Flying those daring deeds, 023:16,030[A ]| In$4$ the stables of the North or West, 023:16,031[A ]| Whence we may fear he will$1$ never more return, 023:16,032[A ]| To$9$ light and warm us, with his rays, but all to$9$ burn. 023:16,000[' ]| <5> 023:16,033[A ]| Heaven made them all, 023:16,034[A ]| Yet not Anarchical, 023:16,035[A ]| But in$4$ degrees and orders they are set; 023:16,036[A ]| Should they all be 023:16,037[A ]| In$4$ a grand Committee, 023:16,038[A ]| In$4$ heaven's painted chamber, yet 023:16,039[A ]| \Sol\ would outshine them: guide me \Phoebus\ ray, 023:16,040[A ]| And let those Lanterns keep their borrowed light away. 023:16,000[' ]| <6> 023:16,041[A ]| Let us not admire 023:16,042[A ]| This new fantastic fire; 023:16,043[A ]| That$6#1$ our vain eyes deceives and us misleads, 023:16,044[A ]| Those Bears we see 023:16,045[A ]| That$6#1$ would our Lions be, 023:16,046[A ]| Want tails, and will$1$ want heads. 023:16,047[A ]| The world will$1$ soon into destruction run, 023:16,048[A ]| When bold blind \Phaetons\ guide the chariot of the sun. 023:17,000[' ]| 023:17,000[' ]| <\Palinode\> 023:17,000[' ]| <1> 023:17,001[A ]| No$2$ more, no$2$ more of this, I vow, 023:17,002[A ]| It is time to$9$ leave this fooling now, 023:17,003[A ]| Which$6#1$ few but fools call Wit; 023:17,004[A ]| There was a time when I begun, 023:17,005[A ]| And now it is time I should have done, 023:17,006[A ]| And meddle no$2$ more with it. 023:17,007[A ]| He Physic's use doth quite mistake, 023:17,008[A ]| That$6#1$ Physic takes for$4$ Physic's sake. 023:17,000[' ]| <2> 023:17,009[A ]| My heat of youth, and love and pride, 023:17,010[A ]| Did swell me with their strong spring-tide, 023:17,011[A ]| Inspired my brain and blood, 023:17,012[A ]| And make me then converse with toys, 023:17,013[A ]| Which$6#1$ are called Muses by$4$ the boys, 023:17,014[A ]| And dabble in$4$ their flood. 023:17,015[A ]| I was persuaded in$4$ those days, 023:17,016[A ]| There was no$2$ crown like$4$ love and bays. 023:17,000[' ]| <3> 023:17,017[A ]| But now my youth and pride are gone, 023:17,018[A ]| And age and cares come creeping on$5$, 023:17,019[A ]| And business checks my love; 023:17,020[A ]| What need I take a needless toil, 023:17,021[A ]| To$9$ spend my labour, time and oil, 023:17,022[A ]| Since no$2$ design can move. 023:17,023[A ]| For$3$ now the cause is taken away, 023:17,024[A ]| What reason is it the effect should stay? 023:17,000[' ]| <4> 023:17,025[A ]| It is but a folly now for$4$ me, 023:17,026[A ]| To$9$ spend my time and industry, 023:17,027[A ]| About such useless wit; 023:17,028[A ]| For$3$ when I think I have done well, 023:17,029[A ]| I see men laugh, but can not tell, 023:17,030[A ]| Where it be at me, or it. 023:17,031[A ]| Great madness it is to$9$ be a drudge, 023:17,032[A ]| When those that$6#1$ can not write dare judge. 023:17,000[' ]| <5> 023:17,033[A ]| Besides the danger that$6#1$ ensueth, 023:17,034[A ]| To$4$ him that$6#1$ speaks, or writes the truth, 023:17,035[A ]| The premium is so$5#1$ small, 023:17,036[A ]| To$9$ be called Poet and wear bays. 023:17,037[A ]| And Factor turn of Songs and Plays, 023:17,038[A ]| This is no$2$ wit at all. 023:17,039[A ]| Wit only good to$9$ sport and sing, 023:17,040[A ]| Is a needless and an endless thing. 023:17,000[' ]| <6> 023:17,041[A ]| Give me the Wit that$6#1$ can not speak sense, 023:17,042[A ]| Nor read it, but in$4$ his own defence, 023:17,043[A ]| Never learned but of his \Grannum\, 023:17,044[A ]| He that$6#1$ can buy, and sell, and cheat, 023:17,045[A ]| May quickly make a shift to$9$ get 023:17,046[A ]| His thousand pound \7per*annum\. 023:17,047[A ]| And purchase without much ado, 023:17,048[A ]| The Poems and the Poet too. 023:18,000[' ]| 023:18,000[' ]| <\A Ballad\> 023:18,000[' ]| <1> 023:18,001[A ]| Old \England\ is now a brave Barbary made, 023:18,002[A ]| And everyone has an ambition to$9$ ride her: 023:18,003[A ]| King*Charles was a horseman that$6#1$ long used the trade, 023:18,004[A ]| But he rode in$4$ a snaffle, and that$6#2$ could not guide her. 023:18,000[' ]| <2> 023:18,005[A ]| Then the hungry \Scot\ comes with spur and with switch, 023:18,006[A ]| And would teach her to$9$ run a \Geneva\ career; 023:18,007[A ]| His Grooms were all Puritan, Traitor, and witch; 023:18,008[A ]| But she soon threw them down, with their pedlary gear. 023:18,000[' ]| <3> 023:18,009[A ]| The long Parliament next came all to$4$ the block, 023:18,010[A ]| And they this untameable Palfrey would ride; 023:18,011[A ]| But she would not bear all that$6#2$ numerous flock; 023:18,012[A ]| At which$6#1$ they were fain themselves to$9$ divide. 023:18,000[' ]| <4> 023:18,013[A ]| Jack*Presbyter first gets the Steed by$4$ the head, 023:18,014[A ]| While the reverend Bishops has hold of the bridle: 023:18,015[A ]| \Jack\ said through the nose, they their flocks did not feed, 023:18,016[A ]| But sat still on$4$ the beast, and grew aged and idle: 023:18,000[' ]| <5> 023:18,017[A ]| And then comes the Rout with broomsticks inspired, 023:18,018[A ]| And pulled down their Graces, their sleeves, and their train, 023:18,019[A ]| And sets up$5$ sir*Jack, who$6#1$ the beast quickly tired, 023:18,020[A ]| With a journey to$4$ \Scotland\, and thence back again. 023:18,000[' ]| <6> 023:18,021[A ]| \Jack\ rode in$4$ a doublet, with a yoke of prick-ears, 023:18,022[A ]| And cursed splay-mouth, and a Covenant-spur, 023:18,023[A ]| Rides switching and spurring with jealousies and fears, 023:18,024[A ]| Till the poor famished beast was not able to$9$ stir. 023:18,000[' ]| <7> 023:18,025[A ]| Next came the Independent a devilish designer, 023:18,026[A ]| And got himself called by$4$ a holier name; 023:18,027[A ]| Makes \Jack\ to$9$ unhorse, for$3$ he was diviner, 023:18,028[A ]| And would make her travel as far as \Amsterdam\: 023:18,000[' ]| <8> 023:18,029[A ]| But \Nol\ a rank rider gets first in$4$ the saddle, 023:18,030[A ]| And made her show tricks, and curvet and rebound; 023:18,031[A ]| She quickly perceived that$3$ he rode widdle, waddle, 023:18,032[A ]| And like$4$ his Coach-horses threw his Highness to$4$ ground. 023:18,000[' ]| <9> 023:18,033[A ]| Then \Dick\, being lame, rode holding by$4$ the pummel, 023:18,034[A ]| Not having the wit to$9$ get hold of the rein; 023:18,035[A ]| But the Jade did so$5#2$ snort at the sight of a \Cromwel\, 023:18,036[A ]| That$3$ poor \Dick\ and his kindred turned foot-men again. 023:18,000[' ]| <10> 023:18,037[A ]| Next \Fleetwood\ and \Vane\, with their Rascally pack, 023:18,038[A ]| Would everyone put their feet in$4$ the stirrup; 023:18,039[A ]| But they pulled the saddle quite off of her back, 023:18,040[A ]| And were all got under her before they were up$5$. 023:18,000[' ]| <11> 023:18,041[A ]| At last the King mounts her, and then she stood still, 023:18,042[A ]| As his \Bucephalus\, proud of this rider; 023:18,043[A ]| She cheerfully yields to$4$ his power and skill, 023:18,044[A ]| Who$6#1$ is careful to$9$ feed her, and skilful to$9$ guide her. 024:00,000[' ]|
024:01,000[' ]| <1> 024:01,000[' ]| <\To C%*C% Esquire\> 024:01,001[A ]| Inspired with love and kindled by$4$ the flame, 024:01,002[A ]| Which$6#1$ from your eye and conversation came, 024:01,003[A ]| I proceed Versifier, and can not choose, 024:01,004[A ]| Since you are both my Patron and my Muse. 024:01,005[A ]| Whose fair example makes us know and do, 024:01,006[A ]| You make us poets, and you feed us too. 024:01,007[A ]| And though wherever you are is \Helicon\, 024:01,008[A ]| Since all the Muses proudly wait upon$4$ 024:01,009[A ]| Your parts and person too; while we sit here 024:01,010[A ]| And like$4$ \Baal's\ Priests our flesh do cut and tear, 024:01,011[A ]| Yet, for$4$ our lives, can not make our baggage Muse 024:01,012[A ]| Lend us a lift, or one rich thought infuse, 024:01,013[A ]| Or be as much as midwife to$4$ a quibble, 024:01,014[A ]| But leave us to$4$ ourselves with pangs to$9$ scribble 024:01,015[A ]| What, were we wise, we might well blush to$9$ view, 024:01,016[A ]| While we are invoking them, they are courting you. 024:01,017[A ]| Yet I conceive (and will$1$ not my notion smother) 024:01,018[A ]| You and your house contribute to$4$ each other. 024:01,019[A ]| Such hills, such dales, such plains, such rocks, such springs, 024:01,020[A ]| And such a confluence of all such things 024:01,021[A ]| As raise and gratify the Muses so$5#2$, 024:01,022[A ]| That$3$ in$4$ one Night I was created PO 024:01,023[A ]| That$6#2$ is half a Poet, I can not reach to$4$ ET, 024:01,024[A ]| Because I am not a perfect Poet yet, 024:01,025[A ]| And I despair perfection to$9$ attain, 024:01,026[A ]| Unless I am sent to$4$ school to$4$ you again. 024:01,027[A ]| Alas! Sir \London\ is no$2$ place for$4$ verse, 024:01,028[A ]| Ingenious harmless thoughts, polite and terse, 024:01,029[A ]| Our Age admits not, we are wrapped in$4$ smoke; 024:01,030[A ]| And Sin, and business, which$6#1$ the Muses choke. 024:01,031[A ]| Those things in$4$ which$6#1$ true poetry takes pleasure, 024:01,032[A ]| We here do want; tranquillity and leisure. 024:01,033[A ]| Yet we have Wits, and some that$6#1$ for$4$ wits go, 024:01,034[A ]| Some real ones, and some that$6#1$ would be so$5#2$, 024:01,035[A ]| But it is ill-natured wit, and such as still, 024:01,036[A ]| To$4$ the subject or the object worketh ill. 024:01,037[A ]| A Wit to$9$ cheat, to$9$ ruin, to$9$ betray, 024:01,038[A ]| Which$6#1$ renders useless, what we do or say. 024:01,039[A ]| This wit will$1$ not bear verse, some things we have, 024:01,040[A ]| Who$6#1$ in$4$ their outside do seem brisk and brave, 024:01,041[A ]| And are as gaudy as old \Kelle's\ purse; 024:01,042[A ]| But full as Empty too. And here is our curse, 024:01,043[A ]| Few men discern the difference between Wit 024:01,044[A ]| That$6#1$ is sterling, and that$6#1$ is not, but looks like$4$ it. 024:01,045[A ]| Enrich us with your presence, make us know 024:01,046[A ]| How much the Nation does to$4$ \Derby\ owe. 024:01,047[A ]| But if your business will$1$ not be withstood, 024:01,048[A ]| Do what you can, since you can not what you would. 024:01,049[A ]| Those lovely sportings of your frolic Muse, 024:01,050[A ]| Wherewith you blest me, send me to$9$ peruse; 024:01,051[A ]| And out of gratitude, I will$1$ send you mine, 024:01,052[A ]| They will$1$ rub your virtues, and so$3$ make them shine. 024:01,053[A ]| Your charity and patience will$1$ in$4$ them, 024:01,054[A ]| Find work to$9$ acquit, what justice must condemn. 024:01,055[A ]| And if you please, send one propitious line, 024:01,056[A ]| To$9$ dignify these worthless toys of mine. 024:01,057[A ]| The Reader charmed by$4$ yours, may be so$5#1$ bold 024:01,058[A ]| To$9$ read over mine, which$6#1$ else he would not behold. 024:01,059[A ]| And then in$4$ Spite of envy, pride, or lying, 024:01,060[A ]| Must say he has met with something worth the buying. 024:02,000[' ]| 024:02,000[' ]| <\The Answer\> 024:02,000[' ]| <\By C%*Cotton\> 024:03,000[' ]| 024:03,000[' ]| <\To his University Friend\> 024:03,000[A ]| Dear Captain. 024:03,001[A ]| Want, the great Master of three greater things, 024:03,002[A ]| Art, Strength, and boldness, gives this letter wings 024:03,003[A ]| To$9$ kiss (that$6#2$ is salute) you and say A%*B% 024:03,004[A ]| To$4$ his renowned Captain*S%*P%*D% 024:03,005[A ]| And to$9$ request three greater things than those, 024:03,006[A ]| Things that$6#1$ beget good verse, and Stubborn prose. 024:03,007[A ]| The first is drink, which$6#1$ you did promise, would 024:03,008[A ]| Inform the brain; as well as warm the blood, 024:03,009[A ]| Drink that$6#1$ is as powerful and strong as \Hector\, 024:03,010[A ]| And as inspiring as the old Poets' Nectar, 024:03,011[A ]| That$6#1$ dares confront the legislative sack, 024:03,012[A ]| And lends more greek than your grave patriarch. 024:03,013[A ]| But you may see here is none, for$3$ if that$3$ I, 024:03,014[A ]| Had been well wet, these had not been so$5#1$ dry. 024:03,015[A ]| The next is money; which$6#1$ you said should be 024:03,016[A ]| Paid, and it may be it was, but not to$4$ me. 024:03,017[A ]| Why (Friend) do you think a man as big about 024:03,018[A ]| As I, can live on$4$ promises, without 024:03,019[A ]| Good drink or money? how will$1$ good sack be had? 024:03,020[A ]| And who$6#2$ can live without sack, or with bad? 024:03,021[A ]| What ever your Academics talk or teach, 024:03,022[A ]| Mind what they do, they mind not what they preach. 024:03,023[A ]| In$4$ public they may rail at Pope and Turk, 024:03,024[A ]| And at the laity's avarice have a Firck, 024:03,025[A ]| And say their aim is all to$9$ save the soul, 024:03,026[A ]| But that$6#2$ Soul's money, which$6#1$ does all control. 024:03,027[A ]| Which$6#1$ I do only by$4$ the want of it know, 024:03,028[A ]| But when it comes thou shalt see it will$1$ wonders do. 024:03,029[A ]| The third is wit, which$6#1$ you affirmed here, 024:03,030[A ]| Was in$4$ your Mines, and digged up$5$ everywhere. 024:03,031[A ]| Jests, Verses, Tales, Puns, Satires, Quibbles too, 024:03,032[A ]| And certain \Bristoll\ words that$6#1$ like$4$ wit show. 024:03,033[A ]| But none of it comes as yet, and all I see, 024:03,034[A ]| Is you have the wit to$9$ keep it all from me. 024:03,035[A ]| It is troublesome and costly to$9$ have much. 024:03,036[A ]| And if you had it, you would never grutch 024:03,037[A ]| Your needy Friend a little; prithee do 024:03,038[A ]| Send me the last, and I will$1$ get the other two. 024:04,000[' ]| 024:04,000[' ]| <\The Answer\> 024:05,000[' ]| 024:05,000[' ]| <\To T%*S%\> 024:05,001[A ]| Thy Letter Friend, had the hard fate, 024:05,002[A ]| To$9$ find me with a busy pate, 024:05,003[A ]| Which$6#1$ still continues and will$1$ do, 024:05,004[A ]| Till you meet me, or I meet you. 024:05,005[A ]| Then prithee come thy ways to$4$ me, 024:05,006[A ]| Or else I vow I will come to$4$ thee. 024:05,007[A ]| So$5#1$ well I love thee that$3$ I dote, 024:05,008[A ]| And make this shameless Letter show it. 024:05,009[A ]| And it is more than I can do, 024:05,010[A ]| To$9$ live in$4$ love, and business too. 024:05,011[A ]| P%*B% and G% I had the luck 024:05,012[A ]| To$9$ see, and drink a little pluck. 024:05,013[A ]| Which$6#1$ they both said, they would do again 024:05,014[A ]| But broke their words like$4$ honest men, 024:05,015[A ]| And showed themselves as errant liars, 024:05,016[A ]| As they were apprentice to$4$ the Tryers. 024:05,017[A ]| But will$1$ they ever preach truth do you think 024:05,018[A ]| Who$6#1$ are so$5#1$ false in$4$ point of drink? 024:05,019[A ]| Since that$3$ some persons got some places, 024:05,020[A ]| Deceit and lying have been graces. 024:05,021[A ]| I am also told P%*P% was here, 024:05,022[A ]| But never came at me though so$5#1$ near. 024:05,023[A ]| Which$6#1$ I do not take amiss, for$3$ I 024:05,024[A ]| Suppose his love is not wont to$9$ lie 024:05,025[A ]| On$4$ the Male Sex, but by$4$ his Vote, 024:05,026[A ]| Breeches should vail to$4$ petticoat. 024:05,027[A ]| The drink that$6#1$ came from honest \Tim\, 024:05,028[A ]| Had two ill properties, like$4$ him. 024:05,029[A ]| It was long a*coming, but alas! 024:05,030[A ]| In$4$ going swift as lightning it was. 024:05,031[A ]| There is none of it left, you may conclude, 024:05,032[A ]| By$4$ this, which$6#1$ is both flat and rude. 024:05,033[A ]| Nor drink I sack, and so$3$ this time, 024:05,034[A ]| Instead of wit you have only rhythm. 024:05,035[A ]| Wit is as scarce and wanting here 024:05,036[A ]| With us, as money with you there. 024:05,037[A ]| Our Prince of Poets, who$6#1$ once writ 024:05,038[A ]| What all admired, for$4$ art and wit, 024:05,039[A ]| Did lately stoop his Muse, and make her 024:05,040[A ]| To$9$ write a Ballad of a Quaker. 024:05,041[A ]| Which$6#1$ I have sent thee here withal, 024:05,042[A ]| To$9$ see how wits do rise and fall. 024:05,043[A ]| Just as our drink is bad or good, 024:05,044[A ]| So$3$ verse is writ, so$3$ understood. 024:05,045[A ]| But oh the money (\Tom\) the money! 024:05,046[A ]| As strong as \Sampson\, sweet as honey, 024:05,047[A ]| How long! how long it is a*coming! 024:05,048[A ]| Such reckoning, such receipts, such summing, 024:05,049[A ]| Belong to$4$ it, I shall choke I think, 024:05,050[A ]| Before it is melted into drink! 024:05,051[A ]| Those things you will$1$ have me pray for$4$, I 024:05,052[A ]| Can not find in$4$ our Church-liturgy. 024:05,053[A ]| To$4$ you therefore I make my suit, 024:05,054[A ]| That$3$ you will$1$ set the boys to$9$ do it, 024:05,055[A ]| For$3$ I am told the Directory 024:05,056[A ]| And your new prayers made \7ex*tempore\, 024:05,057[A ]| Are all for$4$ money very fit, 024:05,058[A ]| Because they are only made for$4$ it. 024:05,059[A ]| I like$1$ thee that$6#1$ appliest thy parts, 024:05,060[A ]| To$4$ preaching and such thriving arts, 024:05,061[A ]| I prithee practise physic too, 024:05,062[A ]| For$3$ if one will$1$ not, yet both will$1$ do. 024:05,063[A ]| A handsome person with neat band, 024:05,064[A ]| Small cuffs, white gloves, smooth tongue and hand, 024:05,065[A ]| If both a Doctor and a Priest, 024:05,066[A ]| What Lady is able to$9$ resist? 024:05,067[A ]| You may talk bawdy freely then, 024:05,068[A ]| Before coy women and old men. 024:05,069[A ]| And be of no$2$ Religion too, 024:05,070[A ]| Yet profess all as others do. 024:05,071[A ]| While the poor Poet tugs for$4$ wit, 024:05,072[A ]| To$9$ make men laugh at him and it. 024:05,073[A ]| And nothing gets by$4$ all his pain, 024:05,074[A ]| But censures various and vain. 024:05,075[A ]| From such as say they Judges are, 024:05,076[A ]| And yet did never plead at bar. 024:05,077[A ]| Undo their malice that$6#1$ condemn, 024:05,078[A ]| Let them write while we laugh at them. 024:05,079[A ]| A poem I have sent thee here, 024:05,080[A ]| That$6#1$ dies if thou shouldst be severe. 024:05,081[A ]| And because I have none worth sending down 024:05,082[A ]| I have bought one cost me half a crown. 024:05,083[A ]| And \Dick*Brome's\ plays which$6#1$ good must be, 024:05,084[A ]| Because they were approved by$4$ thee. 024:05,085[A ]| All which$6#1$ I hope will$1$ bring me back 024:05,086[A ]| What all so$5#1$ Love, and I so$5#1$ lack. 024:05,087[A ]| When my glass beads to$4$ \India\ come, 024:05,088[A ]| They will$1$ bring me pearls and Diamonds home. 024:05,089[A ]| And thou wilt like$4$ the powers above, 024:05,090[A ]| Return a blessing for$4$ a Dove. 024:06,000[' ]| 024:06,000[' ]| <\The Answer\> 024:07,000[' ]| 024:07,000[' ]| <\An Epistle from a Friend to the Author\> 024:07,000[' ]| <\upbraiding him with his writing Songs\> 024:08,000[' ]| 024:08,000[' ]| <\The Answer\> 024:08,001[A ]| Did I not know thee friend, and that$3$ this fit 024:08,002[A ]| Comes not to$9$ show thy malice but thy wit, 024:08,003[A ]| I might this action censure, and reprove 024:08,004[A ]| As well thy want of judgement, as of love; 024:08,005[A ]| And think my Muse, where doubly now forlorn 024:08,006[A ]| Below thy envy, yet not above thy scorn. 024:08,007[A ]| But yet I wonder why thy reason thus, 024:08,008[A ]| Which$6#1$ thou callest right, and is magnified by$4$ us, 024:08,009[A ]| And justly too, should vote me indiscreet, 024:08,010[A ]| Because my Poems do with all sorts meet, 024:08,011[A ]| How can I help it? Who$6#2$ can circumscribe 024:08,012[A ]| His words or works, within the small-wise tribe? 024:08,013[A ]| And you the hearers' kind applause do blame, 024:08,014[A ]| When charity bids us all do the same. 024:08,015[A ]| If good we must, and if the wit be such 024:08,016[A ]| That$3$ it does need, who$6#2$ would not lend a crutch? 024:08,017[A ]| We are mortal Writers, and are forced to$4$ a truce, 024:08,018[A ]| For$3$ he that$6#1$ gives, may well expect abuse. 024:08,019[A ]| \Johnson\ and \Taylor\ in$4$ their kind were both 024:08,020[A ]| Good Wits, who$6#1$ likes one need not the other loathe. 024:08,021[A ]| Wit is like$4$ beauty, nature made the \Joane\, 024:08,022[A ]| As well as the Lady. We see everyone 024:08,023[A ]| Meets with a match. Neither can I expect, 024:08,024[A ]| Thou more my muse than Mistress shouldst affect, 024:08,025[A ]| And yet I like$1$ them both, if you do not too. 024:08,026[A ]| Can not you let them alone for$4$ those that$6#1$ do? 024:08,027[A ]| Now if thou wouldst know the very reason why 024:08,028[A ]| I write so$5#1$ oft, to$9$ please myself, say I. 024:08,029[A ]| I know no$2$ more why I write more than thee, 024:08,030[A ]| Than why my father got more sons than me. 024:08,031[A ]| Nor peddling call it, for$4$ those in$4$ \Cheap\ as well, 024:08,032[A ]| As they at Fairs expose their wares to$9$ sell. 024:08,033[A ]| But I give freely mine, and though it be 024:08,034[A ]| To$4$ Fiddlers, yet it is to$4$ a company; 024:08,035[A ]| And all those gifts are well bestowed, which$6#1$ 024:08,036[A ]| At once do make us merry, and them rich. 024:08,037[A ]| If making Sonnets were so$5#1$ great a sin, 024:08,038[A ]| Repent, it was you at first did draw me in$5$. 024:08,039[A ]| And if the making one Song be not any, 024:08,040[A ]| I can not believe I sin in$4$ making many. 024:08,041[A ]| But oh! the themes displease you, you repine 024:08,042[A ]| Because I throw down women, set up$5$ wine. 024:08,043[A ]| Why that$6#2$ offends you, I can see no$2$ reason, 024:08,044[A ]| Unless because I, not you, commit the treason. 024:08,045[A ]| Our judgements jump in$4$ both, we both do love 024:08,046[A ]| Good Wine and Women, if I disapprove 024:08,047[A ]| The slights of some, the matter is understood, 024:08,048[A ]| I am nevertheless beloved by$4$ the truly good. 024:08,049[A ]| You would have no$2$ fancy blown upon$5$, but must 024:08,050[A ]| Have all new broached or caned to$9$ please your gust. 024:08,051[A ]| When this demand of yours is grown as old 024:08,052[A ]| As what you quarrel at, and as often told. 024:08,053[A ]| And there is old Wits that$6#1$ will$1$ as much condemn 024:08,054[A ]| Your novelty, as you can censure them. 024:08,055[A ]| Now for$4$ those robes in$4$ which$6#1$ you will$1$ have me dress 024:08,056[A ]| My homely muse, and write with loftiness, 024:08,057[A ]| Talk of State matters, and affairs of Kings, 024:08,058[A ]| Thou knowest we have beat our heads about those things, 024:08,059[A ]| Till I had my teeth near beat out, after all 024:08,060[A ]| My toil, the worms must turn poetical. 024:08,061[A ]| He that$6#1$ courts others ears may use designs, 024:08,062[A ]| Be coy and costive; but my harmless lines, 024:08,063[A ]| If they produce a laughter are well crowned, 024:08,064[A ]| Yet though they have sought none, have acceptance found. 024:08,065[A ]| With these I sport myself and can invite 024:08,066[A ]| Myself and friends to$4$ a short and sweet delight; 024:08,067[A ]| While all our tedious toils, which$6#1$ we call plays, 024:08,068[A ]| Like$4$ the great ship, lie slugging in$4$ their bays. 024:08,069[A ]| And can no$2$ service do without great cost 024:08,070[A ]| And time, and then our time and stomach is lost. 024:08,071[A ]| But I must write no$2$ more for$4$ fear that$3$ we 024:08,072[A ]| Be like$4$ those brethren in$4$ divinity. 024:08,073[A ]| Whilst thou dost go to$9$ make my flash expire, 024:08,074[A ]| I raise thy flame and make it burn much higher. 024:08,075[A ]| Only because thou doubtest I should bestow 024:08,076[A ]| Thy lines upon$4$ my Fiddlers, thou shalt know, 024:08,077[A ]| That$6#1$ had they been upon$4$ a business fit, 024:08,078[A ]| And were I subject equal to$4$ thy wit, 024:08,079[A ]| They had gone, and thou shouldst sing them too, and so$3$ 024:08,080[A ]| Be both the poet and the fiddler too. 024:09,000[' ]| 024:09,000[' ]| <\To a Lady desiring a copy of a Song\> 024:09,000[A ]| Madame, 024:09,001[A ]| You are a poetess it is true, 024:09,002[A ]| Nor had we men been Poets but for$4$ you; 024:09,003[A ]| it is from you sex we have learnt our art and wit, 024:09,004[A ]| It is for$4$ your sakes that$3$ we do practice it. 024:09,005[A ]| Your subtler sex first ventured on$4$ the tree, 024:09,006[A ]| Where knowledge grew, and plucked the fruit, which$6#1$ we 024:09,007[A ]| Did only taste, and that$6#2$ at second hand, 024:09,008[A ]| Yet by$4$ that$6#2$ hand, and taste we are all trespaned, 024:09,009[A ]| And our posterity the dome endures; 024:09,010[A ]| You oped our eyes, as you know who$6#1$ did yours. 024:09,011[A ]| By$4$ your command this Song thus rudely penned, 024:09,012[A ]| To$4$ you I do commit, though not commend, 024:09,013[A ]| To$9$ show what duty I am arrived unto, 024:09,014[A ]| You can not sooner bid, than I can do. 024:09,015[A ]| Nor can your active soul command and sway 024:09,016[A ]| With more delight, and pride, than mine obey. 024:09,017[A ]| I will$1$ not say this Poem is bad or good, 024:09,018[A ]| It is as it is liked, and as it is understood. 024:09,019[A ]| A Poem's life, and death dependeth still 024:09,020[A ]| Not on$4$ the Poet's wit, but Reader's will$0$. 024:09,021[A ]| Should it in$4$ sense seem rascal, low and dull, 024:09,022[A ]| Your eye can make it sprightly, plump and full. 024:09,023[A ]| And if it should be lame, I hope it will$1$ be, 024:09,024[A ]| Because somewhat like$4$ yourself, more pleasing to$4$ ye. 024:09,025[A ]| If it should trip, assist it with your hand, 024:09,026[A ]| You may lend feet, for$3$ you can make things stand. 024:09,027[A ]| One touch of yours can cure its evil, and then 024:09,028[A ]| It is made by$4$ your fair hand, not my blunt pen, 024:09,029[A ]| Useful for$4$ love, or slighting you will$1$ it find, 024:09,030[A ]| For$4$ love before, or for$4$ disdain behind. 024:09,031[A ]| Be it as you please, to$4$ more it can not aspire, 024:09,032[A ]| It is all it can deserve, or I desire. 024:10,000[' ]| 024:10,000[' ]| <\To his Friend C%*S% Esquire\> 024:10,001[A ]| Inspired with plump-broth, and minced pies, 024:10,002[A ]| This letter comes in$4$ humble wise, 024:10,003[A ]| To$9$ know how \Su%\ and how you do? 024:10,004[A ]| Or whether you do do; or no$5$. 024:10,005[A ]| Whether you Christmas keep, or not? 024:10,006[A ]| For$3$ here we such a Mayor have got, 024:10,007[A ]| That$3$ though our taverns open stand, 024:10,008[A ]| Church doors are shut, by$4$ his command. 024:10,009[A ]| He does as good as say (we think) 024:10,010[A ]| Leave off this preaching, and go drink. 024:10,011[A ]| But this I doubt is no$2$ news to$4$ you, 024:10,012[A ]| The Country is Atheist part, part Jew. 024:10,013[A ]| And care no$2$ more for$4$ \Christ\ or his Mass, 024:10,014[A ]| Than he for$4$ them: So$3$ let them pass. 024:10,015[A ]| And could the Priests be sure of pay, 024:10,016[A ]| They would down with that$6#2$, and the other day. 024:10,017[A ]| Yet spite of all our Mayor could say, 024:10,018[A ]| We would not fast, though could not pray. 024:10,019[A ]| Here is feasting still throughout the City, 024:10,020[A ]| And drinking much (the more is the pity.) 024:10,021[A ]| And that$6#2$ is the cause why all this time, 024:10,022[A ]| I did not answer your last Rhyme: 024:10,023[A ]| Nor do I know; It is not my fashion 024:10,024[A ]| In$4$ verse to$9$ make a disputation. 024:10,025[A ]| Whatever \Su%\ and you have writ, 024:10,026[A ]| Shows both your kindness and your wit. 024:10,027[A ]| But only I desire to$9$ know 024:10,028[A ]| If you are a member made or no$5$, 024:10,029[A ]| For$3$ here we have a great ado, 024:10,030[A ]| About our choice, whom, how, and who$6#1$ 024:10,031[A ]| Elects, or is Elected; some 024:10,032[A ]| To$9$ be made members send, and come, 024:10,033[A ]| While others of the wiser sort, 024:10,034[A ]| Sit still at home, and care not for$4$ it. 024:10,035[A ]| \Richard\, it is thought, has no$2$ intent 024:10,036[A ]| To$9$ have an endless Parliament. 024:10,037[A ]| Nor must they share his goods and lands, 024:10,038[A ]| For$3$ what he has he will$1$ keep in$4$ his hands. 024:10,039[A ]| Much is not left to$9$ be divided, 024:10,040[A ]| The business has so$5#1$ well been guided; 024:10,041[A ]| Nay he himself (I tell no$2$ lie) 024:10,042[A ]| Wants money more than you or I. 024:10,043[A ]| No$2$ reason therefore can I see 024:10,044[A ]| Why you should bustle much to$9$ be 024:10,045[A ]| A Senator, unless it were, 024:10,046[A ]| For$4$ honour, yet that$6#2$ is but air, 024:10,047[A ]| And not the sweetest, or safest, but still 024:10,048[A ]| Depends on$4$ other people's will$0$. 024:10,049[A ]| But trust me (\Charles\) you have a vain 024:10,050[A ]| That$6#1$ does more love, and honour gain, 024:10,051[A ]| And longer keep it than all the tricks, 024:10,052[A ]| Of those that$6#1$ study Politics. 024:10,053[A ]| Protection is needless, for$3$ (they say) 024:10,054[A ]| You owe no$2$ debts, that$6#1$ you can pay, 024:10,055[A ]| To$4$ Nature one, which$6#1$ during life, 024:10,056[A ]| You can not pay, nor that$6#2$ to$4$ your Wife. 024:10,057[A ]| Yet I would have you come away, 024:10,058[A ]| That$3$ though the house do not meet, we may. 024:10,059[A ]| When everyone gets up$5$, and ride, 024:10,060[A ]| It is good to$9$ be on$4$ the rising side. 024:10,061[A ]| For$3$ as in$4$ the Church, so$3$ it is in$4$ the State, 024:10,062[A ]| Who$6#1$ is not Elect, is Reprobate. 024:11,000[' ]| 024:11,000[' ]| <\To C%*S% Esquire\> 024:11,000[A ]| Justice. 024:11,001[A ]| I have waited long to$9$ find thee here, 024:11,002[A ]| Peeped into the house, but could not see thee there. 024:11,003[A ]| I went to$4$ the other-house, but they are so$5#1$ new, 024:11,004[A ]| They no$2$ such name or person ever knew. 024:11,005[A ]| It was for$4$ this cause, my pen has slept so$5#1$ long, 024:11,006[A ]| I hoped to$9$ see thee in$4$ that$6#2$ learned throng. 024:11,007[A ]| And did believe some borough would in$4$ pity, 024:11,008[A ]| Have sent thee up$5$ to$9$ dignify our City. 024:11,009[A ]| But, corporations do not well discern, 024:11,010[A ]| What is for$4$ their good, and they are too old to$9$ learn. 024:11,011[A ]| Had our whole Senate been such men as thou, 024:11,012[A ]| They had not been routed, but sat still till now. 024:11,013[A ]| But they would be meddling, and to$4$ voting fall, 024:11,014[A ]| Against the sword, and that$6#2$ out-votes them all; 024:11,015[A ]| Had they observed thy Counsel, they had been safe 024:11,016[A ]| Stick to$4$ the strongest side, and think, and laugh. 024:11,017[A ]| What matter is it, what those in$4$ Office say, 024:11,018[A ]| When those that$6#1$ are in$4$ power, do answer nay? 024:11,019[A ]| A Cutler's shop affords us stronger law, 024:11,020[A ]| Than \Cook\ or \Littleton\ ever read, or saw. 024:11,021[A ]| But be content, let them do what they will$1$, 024:11,022[A ]| Be thou a Justice I am Attorney still. 024:11,023[A ]| A poor Attorney is a safer thing 024:11,024[A ]| Now, than to$9$ be Protector or a King. 024:11,025[A ]| Our noble Sheriff is a*dying, and I fear 024:11,026[A ]| Will$1$ never feast us more in$4$ \Taunton-Shire\. 024:11,027[A ]| Pray tell your lovely \Sue\, I love her still, 024:11,028[A ]| As well as I dare, let her not take it ill, 024:11,029[A ]| I write not to$4$ her, I have time enough, it is true, 024:11,030[A ]| But have not wit enough to$9$ deal with \Sue\. 024:12,000[' ]| 024:12,000[' ]| <\To C%*S% Esquire\> 024:12,001[A ]| Dear \Charles\, I am thus far come to$9$ see thy face, 024:12,002[A ]| Thy pretty face, but this unhappy place 024:12,003[A ]| Does not afford it, and I am told by$4$ some, 024:12,004[A ]| That$3$ want of Tithes, makes thee thou canst not come. 024:12,005[A ]| Why (\Charles\) art thou turned Priest? and at this time 024:12,006[A ]| When Priests themselves have made their coat a crime? 024:12,007[A ]| And tithes, which$6#1$ make men Priests, do so$5#1$ decay, 024:12,008[A ]| One other Schism will$1$ preach them quite away: 024:12,009[A ]| Thou shalt never become it well, for$3$ I do find, 024:12,010[A ]| Wit in$4$ a pulpit is quite out of kind, 024:12,011[A ]| Thou canst not stand long, nor talk much, and loud, 024:12,012[A ]| Nor thrash, nor cozen the admiring crowd, 024:12,013[A ]| And (which$6#1$ is worse) though thou hast a face, and hand, 024:12,014[A ]| A diamond ring, white glove, and clean lawn band, 024:12,015[A ]| Able to$9$ tempt an Abbess, yet, I find, 024:12,016[A ]| Thou canst not satisfy the Ladies' mind, 024:12,017[A ]| Whatever the matter is. But thou art wise, 024:12,018[A ]| And dost best know thine own infirmities. 024:12,019[A ]| Let me advise thee (\Charles\) be as thou art, 024:12,020[A ]| A Poet, so$3$ thou needst not care a ** 024:12,021[A ]| For$4$ all the turns of time: whoever did know, 024:12,022[A ]| The Muses sequestered? or who$6#2$ can show, 024:12,023[A ]| That$3$ ever wit paid taxes, or was rated? 024:12,024[A ]| \Homer\ and \Virgil\ never were decimated: 024:12,025[A ]| \Ovid\ indeed was banished, but for$4$ that$6#2$, 024:12,026[A ]| Which$6#1$, women say, you never were excellent at. 024:12,027[A ]| But (\Charles\) thou art unjusticed, I am told, 024:12,028[A ]| By$4$ one, who$6#1$ though not valiant, yet is bold. 024:12,029[A ]| And that$6#1$ thou hast unfortunately met, 024:12,030[A ]| The blinded scourge of the Western \Bajazet\, 024:12,031[A ]| Thrown from the bench like$4$ \Lucifer\, and are 024:12,032[A ]| In$4$ a fair way to$9$ be brought to$4$ the bar. 024:12,033[A ]| In$4$ the interim hang between both, as law doth name us, 024:12,034[A ]| A \billa-vera-man\, or \Ignoramus\. 024:12,035[A ]| But I can not learn wherefore it is, nor how, 024:12,036[A ]| Though I have inquired of both, perhaps nor thou, 024:12,037[A ]| Some say it is for$4$ thy valour, which$6#1$ our time 024:12,038[A ]| In$4$ a wise Magistrate, accounts a crime. 024:12,039[A ]| If it be true thou hast ill luck in$4$ this, 024:12,040[A ]| To$9$ have two virtues; and both placed amiss, 024:12,041[A ]| To$9$ thwart each other; when thou shouldst have been 024:12,042[A ]| A valiant Captain, wisdom was thy sin, 024:12,043[A ]| And so$5#1$ uncaptained thee; and now the time, 024:12,044[A ]| Calls for$4$ thy wisdom, valour is thy crime, 024:12,045[A ]| And so$5#1$ unjusticed thee; unlucky wretch! 024:12,046[A ]| Two virtues wantest, yet has too much of each! 024:12,047[A ]| Whoever composed thy mind played \Babel\-tricks, 024:12,048[A ]| Brought lime and timber, when he should bring bricks. 024:12,049[A ]| But we live in$4$ an age so$5#1$ full of lies, 024:12,050[A ]| I dare not trust my ears, nor scarce my eyes. 024:12,051[A ]| I hope this is a lie too; but if true, 024:12,052[A ]| It is an affliction (\Charles\) that$6#1$ is justly due, 024:12,053[A ]| To$4$ thy desert; Our State holds it unfit, 024:12,054[A ]| One man should be a Justice, and a wit. 024:12,055[A ]| Go ask thy Lady, if it were ever known, 024:12,056[A ]| A Man should be a Justice, and do none. 024:12,057[A ]| Come be advised by$4$ me, set out a book, 024:12,058[A ]| In$4$ \English\ too, where Justices may look, 024:12,059[A ]| And learn their trade; let Presidents, of all 024:12,060[A ]| Warrants and \mittimuses\, great and small, 024:12,061[A ]| All Alehouse licenses, and other things, 024:12,062[A ]| Which$6#1$ to$4$ the Justices instruction brings, 024:12,063[A ]| Be there inserted; that$3$ the age to$9$ come, 024:12,064[A ]| (The children of such men as can get some) 024:12,065[A ]| May glorify thy memory, and be 024:12,066[A ]| Thy praise's trumpets to$4$ posterity. 024:12,067[A ]| As from one looking glass, thrown on$4$ the ground, 024:12,068[A ]| In$4$ every piece, a perfect face is found, 024:12,069[A ]| So$3$ from thy ruins, all may plainly see, 024:12,070[A ]| Legions of Justices as wise as thee. 024:12,071[A ]| Now having taken all this pains to$9$ see 024:12,072[A ]| Thy worship, and can find nor it, nor thee, 024:12,073[A ]| Pray come to$4$ T*** bring thy beloved \Sue\, 024:12,074[A ]| My \Mat%\ and I will$1$ meet with her and you. 024:12,075[A ]| And though my \Mat is\ no$2$ Poet, you shall see, 024:12,076[A ]| She will$1$ sit and laugh with or at us, that$6#1$ be. 024:12,077[A ]| I will$1$ make thy Lady merry, and laugh until, 024:12,078[A ]| She break that$6#2$ belly, which$6#1$ thou canst not fill. 024:12,079[A ]| Meantime pray give her one prolific kiss, 024:12,080[A ]| Tell her it comes from me, and if that$6#2$ miss, 024:12,081[A ]| Give her another, and if both will$1$ not do, 024:12,082[A ]| Do that$6#2$ with three which$6#1$ can not be done by$4$ two. 024:12,083[A ]| If thou comest not, I shall have cause to$9$ curse 024:12,084[A ]| Tithes, like$4$ the laity, and it may be worse. 024:12,085[A ]| My sufferings are more, than theirs can be, 024:12,086[A ]| They will$1$ keep their tithes, but tithes keep thee from me. 024:12,087[A ]| But if thou canst not come, be sure to$9$ write, 024:12,088[A ]| Do not rob at once, my hearing and my sight. 024:12,089[A ]| If thou bringest not thy body, send thy wit, 024:12,090[A ]| For$3$ we must laugh with thee, or else at it. 024:13,000[' ]| 024:13,000[' ]| <\To C%*S% Esquire\> 024:13,000[' ]| <1> 024:13,001[A ]| Since we met last, my Brother dear, 024:13,002[A ]| We have had such alterations here, 024:13,003[A ]| Such turnings in$5$ and out, 024:13,004[A ]| That$3$ I being fat and breathless grown, 024:13,005[A ]| My side I meant to$9$ take was gone, 024:13,006[A ]| Before I could turn about. 024:13,000[' ]| <2> 024:13,007[A ]| First I was for$4$ the King, and then 024:13,008[A ]| He could not please the Parliament men, 024:13,009[A ]| And so$3$ they went by$4$ the ears; 024:13,010[A ]| I was with other fools sent out, 024:13,011[A ]| And stayed three days, but never fought 024:13,012[A ]| Against King or Cavaliers. 024:13,000[' ]| <3> 024:13,013[A ]| And (Brother) as I have been told, 024:13,014[A ]| You were for$4$ the Parliament of old; 024:13,015[A ]| And made a mighty dust; 024:13,016[A ]| And though perhaps you did not kill, 024:13,017[A ]| You proved yourself as valiant still, 024:13,018[A ]| As ever they were just. 024:13,000[' ]| <4> 024:13,019[A ]| You were engaged in$4$ that$6#2$ war, 024:13,020[A ]| When C%*R% fought against C%*R% 024:13,021[A ]| By$4$ a distinction new. 024:13,022[A ]| You always took that$6#2$ side that$6#1$ is right, 024:13,023[A ]| But when \Charles\ with himself did fight, 024:13,024[A ]| Pray of which$6#2$ side were you? 024:13,000[' ]| <5> 024:13,025[A ]| Should I that$6#1$ am a man of law, 024:13,026[A ]| Make use of such a subtle claw, 024:13,027[A ]| In$4$ \London\ or in$4$ \Exeter\, 024:13,028[A ]| And be of both sides as you were, 024:13,029[A ]| People would count me then, I fear, 024:13,030[A ]| A Knavish Ambidexter. 024:13,000[' ]| <6> 024:13,031[A ]| But since all sides so$5#1$ tottering be, 024:13,032[A ]| It puzzles wiser men than me, 024:13,033[A ]| Who$6#1$ would not have it uttered, 024:13,034[A ]| What side to$9$ take they can not tell. 024:13,035[A ]| And I believe they know not well, 024:13,036[A ]| Which$6#1$ side their bread is buttered. 024:13,000[' ]| <7> 024:13,037[A ]| Here is fore-side, and here is back-side too, 024:13,038[A ]| And two left sides, for$4$ ought I know, 024:13,039[A ]| I can find never a right. 024:13,040[A ]| I have been for$4$ the middle twenty years, 024:13,041[A ]| And will$1$ be still, for$3$ there appears 024:13,042[A ]| Most Safety and delight. 024:13,000[' ]| <8> 024:13,043[A ]| But if the times think that$6#2$ too high, 024:13,044[A ]| By$4$ creeping lower, I will$1$ comply, 024:13,045[A ]| And with their humour jump. 024:13,046[A ]| If love at the belly may not enter 024:13,047[A ]| In$4$ an \Italian\ way I will$1$ venture, 024:13,048[A ]| To$9$ love the very Rump. 024:13,000[' ]| <9> 024:13,049[A ]| So$3$ here is to$4$ you (\Charles\) a Rubber is to$4$ it. 024:13,050[A ]| Here is a Cast more, if that$6#2$ will$1$ not do it, 024:13,051[A ]| Here is half a dozen more, and 024:13,052[A ]| To$4$ every feather here is a glass, 024:13,053[A ]| Nay rather than I will$1$ let it pass, 024:13,054[A ]| Here is a year's healths before hand. 024:13,000[' ]| <10> 024:13,055[A ]| If loving it, and drinking to$4$ it, 024:13,056[A ]| And making others drink to$4$ boot, 024:13,057[A ]| Do not show my good affection, 024:13,058[A ]| I will$1$ sit down disaffected still, 024:13,059[A ]| And let them all do what they will$1$, 024:13,060[A ]| Until our next Election. 024:13,000[' ]| <11> 024:13,061[A ]| But I am concerned (methinks) to$9$ find, 024:13,062[A ]| Our Grandees turn with every wind, 024:13,063[A ]| Yet keep like$4$ corks above. 024:13,064[A ]| They lived and died but two years since, 024:13,065[A ]| With \Oliver\ their pious Prince, 024:13,066[A ]| Whom they did fear and love. 024:13,000[' ]| <12> 024:13,067[A ]| As soon as \Richard\ did but reign, 024:13,068[A ]| They lived and died with him again, 024:13,069[A ]| And swore to$9$ serve him ever, 024:13,070[A ]| But when Sir*Arthur came with his men, 024:13,071[A ]| They lived and died with him again 024:13,072[A ]| As if \Dick\ had been never. 024:13,000[' ]| <13> 024:13,073[A ]| And when Prince*Lambert turned them out, 024:13,074[A ]| They lived and died another bout, 024:13,075[A ]| And vilified the Rump, 024:13,076[A ]| And now for$4$ them they live and die, 024:13,077[A ]| But for$4$ the Devil by$8$ and by$8$, 024:13,078[A ]| If he be turned up$5$ trump. 024:13,000[' ]| <14> 024:13,079[A ]| Yet still they order us and ours, 024:13,080[A ]| And will$1$ be called higher powers. 024:13,081[A ]| But I will$1$ tell you what; 024:13,082[A ]| Either these slaves forswear, and lie, 024:13,083[A ]| Or if they did so$3$ often die, 024:13,084[A ]| They have more lives than a cat. 024:13,000[' ]| <15> 024:13,085[A ]| Let the times run, and let men turn, 024:13,086[A ]| This is too wise an age to$9$ burn, 024:13,087[A ]| We will$1$ in$4$ our Judgement hover, 024:13,088[A ]| Till it is agreed what we must be, 024:13,089[A ]| In$4$ the interim take this from me. 024:13,090[A ]| I am thy eternal Lover. 024:14,000[' ]| 024:14,000[' ]| <\To his Friend W%*C%\> 024:14,001[A ]| Dear Brother \Will%\ thy dearer \John\ and I, 024:14,002[A ]| Now happy in$4$ each other's company, 024:14,003[A ]| Send thee this greeting, and do wish that$3$ we, 024:14,004[A ]| By$4$ thy addition, may be made up$5$ three. 024:14,005[A ]| Two make no$2$ sport, they can but sit and sip, 024:14,006[A ]| \Here is to$4$ you\, and \thank you\ is no$2$ good fellowship. 024:14,007[A ]| We are Melancholy because we drink alone, 024:14,008[A ]| For$3$ \John\ and I together spell but one. 024:14,009[A ]| Three is the perfect number, that$6#1$ is able 024:14,010[A ]| To$9$ difference a solitude from a rabble. 024:14,011[A ]| Here, if we mix with company, it is such 024:14,012[A ]| As can say nothing, though they talk too much. 024:14,013[A ]| Here we learn Georgics, here the Bucolics, 024:14,014[A ]| Which$6#1$ building is cheapest, timber, stone or bricks. 024:14,015[A ]| Here is \Adam's\ natural Sons, all made of Earth. 024:14,016[A ]| Earth is their Religion, their discourse, their mirth. 024:14,017[A ]| But on$4$ the Sunday thou wouldst admire to$9$ see, 024:14,018[A ]| How dirt is mingled with Divinity. 024:14,019[A ]| Such disputations, writing, singing, praying, 024:14,020[A ]| So$5#1$ little doing good, and so$5#1$ much saying; 024:14,021[A ]| It tires us weak lunged Christians, and I think, 024:14,022[A ]| So$5#1$ much the more, because there is so$5#1$ little drink. 024:14,023[A ]| And that$6#2$ so$5#1$ bad, that$3$ we with them are fain, 024:14,024[A ]| To$9$ go to$4$ Church and sleep, and home again, 024:14,025[A ]| Twice in$4$ a Sabbath, and to$9$ break the rest, 024:14,026[A ]| With tedious repetitions, and molest, 024:14,027[A ]| The Servants' memories with such piteous stuff, 024:14,028[A ]| As wisemen think once said is more than enough. 024:14,029[A ]| Thus do we spend our time, and meet with nothing, 024:14,030[A ]| But what Creates our trouble, and our loathing. 024:14,031[A ]| Come then away, leave Butchers, leave thy Lord, 024:14,032[A ]| Our Country here shall both, or more afford. 024:14,033[A ]| \Jack\ here is a Lord, a Prince, nay more a friend, 024:14,034[A ]| He and his bottles make the Vulgar bend. 024:14,035[A ]| And if thou didst believe him, or know me, 024:14,036[A ]| I am more butcher than they two can be. 024:14,037[A ]| If all these things will$1$ not make thee come away, 024:14,038[A ]| I am resolved to$4$ thee-ward, if thou shalt stay. 024:14,039[A ]| Drink till I come, that$3$ I may find thee mellow, 024:14,040[A ]| It is ten to$4$ one, thou shalt meet or make thy fellow. 024:15,000[' ]| 024:15,000[' ]| <\To his Friend I%*B% Upon his Tragedy\> 024:15,000[A ]| 024:15,001[A ]| Thou mayst well wonder, and myself should be 024:15,002[A ]| Dumb, if I should be dumb in$4$ praising thee. 024:15,003[A ]| Since I have occasion now to$9$ exercise, 024:15,004[A ]| Sublimest thoughts, yet not hyperbolise. 024:15,005[A ]| But since we two are Brothers, and subscribe, 024:15,006[A ]| Both Volunteers to$4$ the Poetic Tribe, 024:15,007[A ]| I dare not do it, lest any Dulman says, 024:15,008[A ]| We, by$4$ consent, do one another praise. 024:15,009[A ]| Yet dare applaud thy work, and thee in$4$ it, 024:15,010[A ]| So$5#1$ good in$4$ language, plot, and strength of wit, 024:15,011[A ]| That$3$ none but thou can equal it. Not a line, 024:15,012[A ]| But is thine because good, and good because it is thine. 024:15,013[A ]| So$3$ that$3$ my duller sight can hardly see 024:15,014[A ]| Whether thou makest it excellent, or it thee. 024:15,015[A ]| Let those, whose anvil-heads, beat all delight, 024:15,016[A ]| Into a toil, at every line they write, 024:15,017[A ]| Now, vail to$4$ thee and fairly yield the bays, 024:15,018[A ]| Since all their works, compared with thine are plays. 024:15,019[A ]| So$5#1$ far I like$1$ thy worth, that$3$ I should be 024:15,020[A ]| Enticed if possible to$9$ flatter thee. 024:16,000[' ]| 024:16,000[' ]| <\To a Potting Priest upon a quarrel\> 024:16,000[A ]| 024:16,001[A ]| I can not choose but wonder, Mr%*** 024:16,002[A ]| That$3$ we two wisemen, had so$5#1$ little wit, 024:16,003[A ]| As without quarrel, Jealousies, or fears, 024:16,004[A ]| Worse than the times, we two should go by$4$ the ears. 024:16,005[A ]| I marvel what inspired this valour in$4$ you, 024:16,006[A ]| Though you were weak, you had something strong within you. 024:16,007[A ]| It was not your learning, neither can I think, 024:16,008[A ]| That$3$ it was your valour, but John*D*** strong drink. 024:16,009[A ]| Love and good liquor have a strong command 024:16,010[A ]| To$9$ make cowards fight longer than they can stand. 024:16,011[A ]| I need not ask your reason, for$3$ it was gone; 024:16,012[A ]| Nor had you sense enough to$9$ feel you had none. 024:16,013[A ]| Was it to$9$ show your Mistress you could fight? 024:16,014[A ]| Living in$4$ the woods, you would be an arrant Knight? 024:16,015[A ]| That$6#2$ Lady may have cause enough to$9$ rue, 024:16,016[A ]| That$6#1$ has no$2$ better Champion than you. 024:16,017[A ]| You might have saved that$6#2$ labour, each man reads. 024:16,018[A ]| You are a wild man both in$4$ your looks and deeds. 024:16,019[A ]| By$4$ the wonders of your drinking men may see, 024:16,020[A ]| You are a Hero without Chivalry. 024:16,021[A ]| You thought a duel, would your Mistress please, 024:16,022[A ]| But proved a \Thraso\, not an \Hercules\. 024:16,023[A ]| I might have thought myself a worthy too, 024:16,024[A ]| Because I tamed a Monster, that$6#2$ is you. 024:16,025[A ]| Your Zeal (methought) was greatly kindled, 024:16,026[A ]| That$6#1$ went to$9$ make a Pulpit of my head. 024:16,027[A ]| Blame me not, though I struck, for$3$ I was vexed, 024:16,028[A ]| To$9$ be so$5#1$ basely handled, like$4$ your text, 024:16,029[A ]| With subtle sophistry, that$3$ when you missed 024:16,030[A ]| In$4$ words, you would confute me with your fist. 024:16,031[A ]| But such weak syllogisms from you ran, 024:16,032[A ]| As I could never read in$4$ \Keckerman\. 024:16,033[A ]| That$3$ brain-aspiring drink, so$5#1$ much did nip us, 024:16,034[A ]| You mistook \Aristotle\, for$4$ \Aristippus\. 024:16,035[A ]| It was this your brains with Proclamations fills, 024:16,036[A ]| And twirls them like$4$ \Don*Quixots\ watermills. 024:16,037[A ]| Your head that$6#1$ should be King, was now pulled down, 024:16,038[A ]| While that$6#2$ rebellious beer usurped your crown. 024:16,039[A ]| And your Mechanic heels gazed on$4$ the stars, 024:16,040[A ]| As if they went to$9$ turn Astronomers. 024:16,041[A ]| Your legs were altogether for$4$ Commanding, 024:16,042[A ]| And taught your foolish head more understanding. 024:16,043[A ]| Your body so$5#2$ reversed, did represent, 024:16,044[A ]| (Being forked) our bicorned Government. 024:16,045[A ]| Your wits were banished, and your brains were drowned, 024:16,046[A ]| While your Calves-head lay centred to$4$ the ground. 024:16,047[A ]| Thus being black without, within a beast, 024:16,048[A ]| I took you for$4$ a Tinker, not a Priest. 024:16,049[A ]| In$4$ your next Sermon, let your audience hear, 024:16,050[A ]| How you can preach damnation to$4$ strong beer. 024:16,051[A ]| I have returned your knife, at your demand, 024:16,052[A ]| But if I have put a sword to$4$ a madman's hand, 024:16,053[A ]| Let me advise you, when you fight again, 024:16,054[A ]| Fight with a worse, or be a better man. 024:17,000[' ]| 024:17,000[' ]| <\To his Friend Mr%*W%*H% upon the\> 024:17,000[' ]| <\death of his hawke\> 024:17,000[A ]| 024:17,001[A ]| What will$1$ you suffer thus your hawk to$9$ die? 024:17,002[A ]| And shall not her name live in$4$ an Elegy? 024:17,003[A ]| It shall not be, nor shall the people think, 024:17,004[A ]| We have so$5#1$ few Poets, or so$5#1$ little drink. 024:17,005[A ]| And if there be no$2$ sober brain to$9$ do it, 024:17,006[A ]| I will$1$ wet my Muse, and set myself unto it. 024:17,007[A ]| I have no$2$ Gods, nor Muse to$9$ call upon$5$, 024:17,008[A ]| Sir*John's strong barrel is my \Helicon\. 024:17,009[A ]| From whence uncurbed streams of tears shall flow, 024:17,010[A ]| And verse shall run, when I myself can not go. 024:17,011[A ]| Poor bird, I pity this thy strange disaster, 024:17,012[A ]| That$3$ thou shouldst thus be murdered by$4$ thy master. 024:17,013[A ]| Was it with salt? I am sure he was not fresh, 024:17,014[A ]| Or was it thy trusting to$4$ an arm of flesh? 024:17,015[A ]| Or because it was darksome did his eye-sight fail, 024:17,016[A ]| Meeting a Post, he took it for$4$ a Rail? 024:17,017[A ]| And yet I wonder how he missed his sight, 024:17,018[A ]| For$3$ though the night was dark, his head was light. 024:17,019[A ]| And though he bore thee with a mighty hand, 024:17,020[A ]| Thou needs must fall, when he himself can not stand. 024:17,021[A ]| It is but our common lot, for$3$ we do all 024:17,022[A ]| Sometimes, for$4$ want of understanding fall. 024:17,023[A ]| But thou art served aright, for$3$ when thou hadst flown, 024:17,024[A ]| Whatever thou tookest, thou tookest to$9$ be thy own. 024:17,025[A ]| And it is but Justice, that$3$ each plundering knave, 024:17,026[A ]| That$6#1$ such a life doth lead, such death should have. 024:17,027[A ]| Rejoice you Partridge, and be glad ye Rails, 024:17,028[A ]| For$3$ the Hawk's talons, are as short as your tails. 024:17,029[A ]| If all the Kingdom's bloody foes, as she, 024:17,030[A ]| Would break their necks, how joyful should we be. 024:17,031[A ]| Well at her burial, thus much I will$1$ tell, 024:17,032[A ]| In$4$ spite of schism, her bells shall ring a knell. 024:18,000[' ]| 024:18,000[' ]| <\To his School Master Mr%*W%*H% upon his Poem\> 024:18,000[' ]| <\called\ 7Conscientia 7accusatricis 7Hypotyposis> 024:18,000[A ]| 024:18,000[A ]| Sir, 024:18,001[A ]| When I read your work, and thought upon$4$, 024:18,002[A ]| How lively you had made description, 024:18,003[A ]| Of an accusing conscience, and did see, 024:18,004[A ]| How well each limn did with the Archetype agree, 024:18,005[A ]| I wondered how you could limn it out so$5#1$ well, 024:18,006[A ]| Since you by$4$ experience can not its horror tell. 024:18,007[A ]| Trust me, I would praise it, but that$3$ I suppose, 024:18,008[A ]| My praise would make it more inglorious, 024:18,009[A ]| In$4$ love to$4$ the work and work-man I thought meet, 024:18,010[A ]| To$9$ make your verses stand on$4$ \English\ feet. 024:18,011[A ]| But whether well done or ill, I here submit, 024:18,012[A ]| Unto your censure, both myself and it. 024:18,013[A ]| I am man, I am young, unlearned, and thereupon 024:18,014[A ]| I know, I can not boast perfection. 024:18,015[A ]| In$4$ fettered tasks, wherein the fancy is tied, 024:18,016[A ]| Do what one can, the lustre will$1$ not abide. 024:18,017[A ]| No$2$ Idioms kiss so$5#1$ well, but that$3$ there is 024:18,018[A ]| Between some phrases some Antithesis. 024:18,019[A ]| Whatever is good, in$4$ each unpolished line, 024:18,020[A ]| I count as yours, the faults alone are mine. 024:18,021[A ]| I wish each foot and line, as strong, and true, 024:18,022[A ]| As my desire to$9$ love, and honour you. 024:19,000[' ]| 024:19,000[' ]| <\To his Friend T%*S%\> 024:19,000[A ]| \Tom.\ 024:19,001[A ]| Since thou didst leave both me and this town, 024:19,002[A ]| The sword is got up$5$, and the laws tumbled down. 024:19,003[A ]| Those eager disputes between \Harrington\ and \Wren\, 024:19,004[A ]| At length have inspired the Red-coated Men. 024:19,005[A ]| Whose sides, nor their heads, do wear the \7Lex 7terrae\, 024:19,006[A ]| With which$6#1$ they will$1$ rule us until we be weary. 024:19,007[A ]| We know not whose highest (whatever people brawl,) 024:19,008[A ]| Whether \Wallingford-house\ or \Westminster*Hall\. 024:19,009[A ]| You made a contest neither pulpit nor tub-like, 024:19,010[A ]| What is fittest, a Monarchy or a Republic. 024:19,011[A ]| But \Desborough\ says, that$6#2$ Scholar is a fool, 024:19,012[A ]| That$6#1$ advances his pen against the war-tool. 024:19,013[A ]| We have various discourses and various conjectures, 024:19,014[A ]| In$4$ Taverns, in$4$ Streets, in$4$ Sermons, and Lectures. 024:19,015[A ]| Yet no$2$ man can tell what may hap in$4$ the close, 024:19,016[A ]| Which$6#1$ are wiser, or honester, these men or those. 024:19,017[A ]| But for$4$ my part I think it is in$4$ vain to$9$ contest, 024:19,018[A ]| I sit still and say, \he that$6#1$ is strongest is best\. 024:19,019[A ]| The World keeps a round, that$6#2$ original sin, 024:19,020[A ]| That$6#1$ thrust some people out, draws other folks in$5$. 024:19,021[A ]| They have done they did not know what, and now, 024:19,022[A ]| Some think that$3$ they do not know what they may do. 024:19,023[A ]| But State matters (\Tom\) are too weighty and high, 024:19,024[A ]| For$3$ such mean private persons as thou art, and I. 024:19,025[A ]| We will$1$ not our Governors' calling invade, 024:19,026[A ]| We will$1$ mind our own good, let them follow their trade. 024:19,027[A ]| Launch forth into the Pulpit much learning will$1$ be, 024:19,028[A ]| A hindrance to$4$ thy Divinity. 024:19,029[A ]| It is better to$9$ mind what will$1$ clothe ye, and feed ye, 024:19,030[A ]| Than those empty titles of M%*A% and D%*D% 024:19,031[A ]| I have one thing to$9$ beg, and I will$1$ not be denied, 024:19,032[A ]| You must once more mount \Pegasus\, and you must ride 024:19,033[A ]| Over the County of D% whose praise must be expressed, 024:19,034[A ]| In$4$ a poem to$9$ grace our next County feast. 024:19,035[A ]| Which$6#1$ will$1$ be next term, it was what I designed, 024:19,036[A ]| But want wit and time to$9$ do it to$4$ my mind. 024:19,037[A ]| Thou hast Subject and wit, if thou hast but a will$0$, 024:19,038[A ]| Thou mayst make a Poem, next that$6#2$ \Coupers-hill\. 024:19,039[A ]| Remember thy promise, to$9$ send me my book, 024:19,040[A ]| With a copy of thine, for$4$ which$6#1$ I do look; 024:19,041[A ]| And let not a Letter come hither to$4$ me, 024:19,042[A ]| But freighted with Poems, and written by$4$ thee. 024:19,043[A ]| And I out of gratitude shall take a care, 024:19,044[A ]| To$9$ make a return of our City ware. 024:19,045[A ]| I will$1$ vex thee no$2$ more with this paltry rythme, 024:19,046[A ]| For$4$ fear it should make thee mis-spend thy time. 024:19,047[A ]| And so$3$ I have this Apology for$4$ it, 024:19,048[A ]| Though it be not very sweet, it shall be pretty short. 024:20,000[' ]| 024:20,000[' ]| <\To the Meritoriously Honorable\> 024:20,000[' ]| <\Lord*Chiefe*Justice of the Kings bench\> 024:20,001[A ]| Great Sir, and Good! beloved, and obeyed! 024:20,002[A ]| To$4$ whose great worth, honour is not given but paid. 024:20,003[A ]| To$4$ whose great love, and knowledge we all owe, 024:20,004[A ]| All that$6#1$ we have of law, and what we know; 024:20,005[A ]| Who$6#1$ with strong reason, for$4$ the factious claws 024:20,006[A ]| Of wilful fools, redeemed our sacred laws. 024:20,007[A ]| Full twenty years have I a Servant been, 024:20,008[A ]| To$4$ this Profession, I live by$4$ and in$4$. 024:20,009[A ]| Eight years a Master, and in$4$ all this space, 024:20,010[A ]| Have nothing done that$6#1$ mis-became my place; 024:20,011[A ]| Nor have my actions been Derogatory, 024:20,012[A ]| Unto my Clients' profit, or the glory 024:20,013[A ]| Of this renowned Court, and therefore I 024:20,014[A ]| Now humbly beg to$9$ be at liberty. 024:20,015[A ]| Justice, and reason both command, that$3$ he 024:20,016[A ]| Who$6#1$ served so$5#1$ long, should at the last be free. 024:20,017[A ]| For$4$ this I served, for$4$ this our Nation fought, 024:20,018[A ]| And prayed, and paid so$5#1$ much; nor do I doubt, 024:20,019[A ]| To$9$ obtain my wish herein, could I but find, 024:20,020[A ]| Desert in$4$ me proportioned to$4$ your mind. 024:20,021[A ]| The benefit of the Clergy I desire, 024:20,022[A ]| That$3$ I may be admitted of that$6#2$ Choir, 024:20,023[A ]| Who$6#1$ their own Pleas, in$4$ their own names enrol, 024:20,024[A ]| And may perform my place without control. 024:20,025[A ]| My Lord, you have power and will$1$ to$9$ do it, and, though 024:20,026[A ]| I am not worthy, if you think me so$5#2$, 024:20,027[A ]| Your Lordship's test can constitute me that$6#2$, 024:20,028[A ]| Which$6#1$ my abilities can near reach at. 024:20,029[A ]| My comfort is, it is what you do not deny, 024:20,030[A ]| To$4$ some that$6#1$ read and write as bad as I. 024:20,031[A ]| And there is a kindness which$6#1$ belongs to$4$ such, 024:20,032[A ]| As having little worth, beg where there is much. 024:20,033[A ]| \Caesar\ that$6#2$ valiant General was adored 024:20,034[A ]| More for$4$ his liberal hand, than for$4$ his Sword. 024:20,035[A ]| And your great Archetype his Highness does 024:20,036[A ]| Derive more honour from the mouths of those, 024:20,037[A ]| Whom he hath gratified, than by$4$ the death 024:20,038[A ]| Of those his conquering sword deprived of breath. 024:20,039[A ]| Freedom is a Princely thing to$9$ give, it is that$6#2$ 024:20,040[A ]| Which$6#1$ all our laws do stand for$4$, and aim at. 024:20,041[A ]| And it will$1$ be some addition to$4$ your fame, 024:20,042[A ]| When I with tongue, and pen enlarged, proclaim, 024:20,043[A ]| Among all your Noble acts, you made a room, 024:20,044[A ]| In$4$ your great heart, for$4$ ~~ A%*B% 024:21,000[' ]| 024:21,000[' ]| <\A new years gift presented to the same\> 024:21,000[A ]| My Lord, 024:21,001[A ]| Did I not find it by$4$ experience true, 024:21,002[A ]| Beggars are many, but Thanksgivers few, 024:21,003[A ]| I had not dared to$9$ invade your eye, with this 024:21,004[A ]| Mean gratulation whose ambition is, 024:21,005[A ]| But to$9$ be pardoned, and the fault to$9$ smother, 024:21,006[A ]| With this which$6#1$ were committed by$4$ the other; 024:21,007[A ]| Yet since it is gratitude, it may please you, 024:21,008[A ]| If not as good, yet as it is strange and new. 024:21,009[A ]| Great \Atlas\ of our laws and us, whose will$0$ 024:21,010[A ]| Is always active, backed by$4$ unmatched skill; 024:21,011[A ]| To$9$ rule the Nation, and instruct it too, 024:21,012[A ]| And make all persons live, as well as know. 024:21,013[A ]| Though being among the undiscerning throng, 024:21,014[A ]| You suffered once, you acted all along. 024:21,015[A ]| Your sufferings did but like$4$ the Martyrs' flame, 024:21,016[A ]| Advance your Person, and exalt your name. 024:21,017[A ]| Disclosed your virtues, from their sullen Ore, 024:21,018[A ]| And your gold shine, which$6#1$ was pure gold before. 024:21,019[A ]| Your Noble soul tells us from whence you came, 024:21,020[A ]| You have both the \Brittish\ Nature and the name; 024:21,021[A ]| By$4$ your example, you instruct us what 024:21,022[A ]| Our Grandsires were, and what they aimed at. 024:21,023[A ]| Before the Fantastic \French\, or selfish \Dutch\, 024:21,024[A ]| Were grafted on$4$ our stocks, our souls were such 024:21,025[A ]| As yours is now; Now we by$4$ you may see, 024:21,026[A ]| What once we were, what now we ought to$9$ be. 024:21,027[A ]| Great Men, great favours, to$4$ great men repay, 024:21,028[A ]| With great rewards, but I can only say, 024:21,029[A ]| Your Lordship, your great kindnesses hath thrown, 024:21,030[A ]| On$4$ one, that$6#1$ can return, or merit none. 024:21,031[A ]| But you must pay, and thank yourself for$4$ me, 024:21,032[A ]| With your own goodness; That$6#2$ vast treasury, 024:21,033[A ]| That$6#1$ found our love so$5#1$ generous and immense, 024:21,034[A ]| To$9$ cast on$4$ me, can find you Recompense. 024:21,035[A ]| A gift of worth my fortune can not bring forth, 024:21,036[A ]| Proportioned to$4$ your kindness, or your worth. 024:21,037[A ]| Let me send what I can, it will$1$ not be 024:21,038[A ]| Enough for$4$ you, though it be too much for$4$ me. 024:21,039[A ]| What more to$9$ do or say, I can not tell, 024:21,040[A ]| Much I can not do, nor can say much, and well; 024:21,041[A ]| But what I can not do, I will$1$ desire, 024:21,042[A ]| And what I can not express, I shall admire. 024:21,043[A ]| May this new year be prosperous! may each hour, 024:21,044[A ]| Bring you new blessings, in$4$ a plenteous shower! 024:21,045[A ]| May Heaven still smile upon$4$ you, and still bless 024:21,046[A ]| All that$6#1$ you do, and all that$6#1$ you possess! 024:21,047[A ]| May you live long and flourish too, that$3$ I 024:21,048[A ]| When I need succour may know where to$9$ fly, 024:21,049[A ]| And find supplies! May all your actions be, 024:21,050[A ]| As beneficial to$4$ all, as this to$4$ me, 024:21,051[A ]| That$3$ when you die (great pity it is you should) 024:21,052[A ]| The whole land may mourn, not as you are great, but good. 024:21,053[A ]| And though I have not ransacked Sea, and Shore, 024:21,054[A ]| To$9$ make you richer, than you were before, 024:21,055[A ]| I hope this grateful, though but rude address, 024:21,056[A ]| May please you more, though it hath cost me less. 024:22,000[' ]| 024:22,000[' ]| <\To his Honoured Friend R%*Henley Esquire\> 024:22,000[A ]| Sir, 024:22,001[A ]| Though I wooed you not in$4$ verse, or prose, 024:22,002[A ]| To$9$ make my name, and me more glorious, 024:22,003[A ]| By$4$ being your Clerk, the work is done, I find, 024:22,004[A ]| Not that$3$ I am worthy of it, but you are kind. 024:22,005[A ]| Therefore these lines address themselves to$4$ you, 024:22,006[A ]| Not given freely to$4$ you, but paid as due; 024:22,007[A ]| And that$3$ they may your kind acceptance win, 024:22,008[A ]| They have sack (their common badge) with them and in$4$. 024:22,009[A ]| And I presume, without much scruple, you 024:22,010[A ]| May drink old sack, although the year be new. 024:22,011[A ]| But though I am not rich enough to$9$ send 024:22,012[A ]| Gifts fit for$4$ you to$9$ accept; nor do intend 024:22,013[A ]| To$9$ enrich \Peru\: nor think it fit to$9$ give, 024:22,014[A ]| Our betters that$6#2$, by$4$ which$6#1$ ourselves should live, 024:22,015[A ]| This will$1$, I hope, your candid nature move, 024:22,016[A ]| Because I give freely what I dearly love; 024:22,017[A ]| And I believe it is true, what I have been told; 024:22,018[A ]| You love good sack, as well as your partner gold. 024:22,019[A ]| I know not whether you will$1$ like$1$ this or no$5$, 024:22,020[A ]| But if it be not good, my will$0$ is so$5#2$. 024:22,021[A ]| May it prove excellent! and may all those, 024:22,022[A ]| That$6#1$ drink it freely, be ingenious, 024:22,023[A ]| That$6#2$ is be found or made so$5#2$! to$4$ yours and you, 024:22,024[A ]| May this year prove as prosperous as new. 024:22,025[A ]| May we live quiet, and lay by$5$ our swords. 024:22,026[A ]| And have no$2$ more lawless and boisterous Lords! 024:22,027[A ]| May the law stand! may Justice rule the roost, 024:22,028[A ]| One sober Judge rules better than an host. 024:22,029[A ]| And be assured this truth you will$1$ ever find; 024:22,030[A ]| I will$1$ be as dutiful as you are kind. 024:22,031[A ]| Nor shall you in$4$ your Rolls find out a Man, 024:22,032[A ]| Will$1$ serve you more than I, though many can. 024:23,000[' ]| 024:23,000[' ]| <\To his Friend J%*H% Esquire\> 024:23,000[' ]| <1> 024:23,001[A ]| If thou canst fashion no$2$ excuse, 024:23,002[A ]| To$9$ stay at home, as it is thy use, 024:23,003[A ]| When I do send for$4$ Thee, 024:23,004[A ]| Let neither sickness, way, nor rain, 024:23,005[A ]| With fond delusions thee detain, 024:23,006[A ]| But come thy way to$4$ me. 024:23,000[' ]| <2> 024:23,007[A ]| Hang such a sickness that$6#1$ has power, 024:23,008[A ]| To$9$ seize on$4$ thee at such an hour, 024:23,009[A ]| When thou shouldst take thy pleasure. 024:23,010[A ]| Go give thy Doctor half a Fee, 024:23,011[A ]| That$3$ it may never trouble thee, 024:23,012[A ]| Until thou art at leisure. 024:23,000[' ]| <3> 024:23,013[A ]| We have a Cup of Cider here, 024:23,014[A ]| That$6#1$ scorns that$6#2$ Common strumpet, Beer, 024:23,015[A ]| And such dull drinks as they are. 024:23,016[A ]| Their potions made of Hops and Malt, 024:23,017[A ]| Can only make our fancies halt, 024:23,018[A ]| This makes them quick as air. 024:23,000[' ]| <4> 024:23,019[A ]| \Ceres\ with \Bacchus\ dares compare, 024:23,020[A ]| And swears her fruits the liquor are, 024:23,021[A ]| That$6#1$ Poets so$5#1$ implore. 024:23,022[A ]| A sip of Sack may work a verse, 024:23,023[A ]| But he that$6#1$ drinks a bowl of Hers, 024:23,024[A ]| Shall thunder out a score. 024:23,000[' ]| <5> 024:23,025[A ]| Tomorrow morning come away, 024:23,026[A ]| Friday we will$1$ vote a happy day, 024:23,027[A ]| In$4$ spite of \7Erra 7Pater\. 024:23,028[A ]| And bring with you a spark or twain, 024:23,029[A ]| Such as will$1$ drink, and drink again, 024:23,030[A ]| To$9$ treat about the matter. 024:24,000[' ]| 024:24,000[' ]| <\To a Gentleman that fell sick of the\> 024:24,000[' ]| <\small Pox. When he should be married\> 024:24,000[A ]| Sir, 024:24,001[A ]| When you view these checkered lines and see, 024:24,002[A ]| How (bate the colour) like$4$ your face they be, 024:24,003[A ]| You will$1$ think this sheet to$9$ be your looking glass, 024:24,004[A ]| And all these spots, the Echoes of your face. 024:24,005[A ]| Wherein Disease and Love their field have pight, 024:24,006[A ]| To$9$ try which$6#1$ is more lovely Red, or White. 024:24,007[A ]| Like$4$ our late Soldiers, who$6#1$ more rage did show, 024:24,008[A ]| Unto the place that$6#1$ fed them, than their foe. 024:24,009[A ]| Sickness, love's Rival, envying the place, 024:24,010[A ]| Where \Cupid\ chose to$9$ pitch his tents, your face, 024:24,011[A ]| Went to$9$ write foul, but \Cupid\ made it prove, 024:24,012[A ]| Spite of his spite, the alphabet of love. 024:24,013[A ]| So$3$ as they strove, love served him in$4$ his trim, 024:24,014[A ]| For$3$ as that$6#2$ set on$4$ you, this set on$4$ him 024:24,015[A ]| And love that$6#1$ conquers all things, soon made known, 024:24,016[A ]| To$4$ him a burning, greater than his own. 024:24,017[A ]| Accursed disease! durst thou come, crawling hither 024:24,018[A ]| To$9$ separate, whom Heaven had joined together? 024:24,019[A ]| Hadst thou no$2$ time to$9$ vent thy rage, but this, 024:24,020[A ]| When swelling hopes did dawn towards their bliss? 024:24,021[A ]| In$4$ the \7interregnum\ between desires and joys. 024:24,022[A ]| The cursed Vigil of blest holy days! 024:24,023[A ]| What pity it is that$6#2$ face where love has been, 024:24,024[A ]| So$5#1$ oft, so$5#1$ proud to$9$ play so$5#1$ sweetly in$5$, 024:24,025[A ]| By$4$ this dire hand should be over-turned thus, 024:24,026[A ]| As to$9$ be made a \Campus*Martius\, 024:24,027[A ]| Wherein the angry \York\ and \Lancaster\, 024:24,028[A ]| New-vamp and do retrieve their musty stir? 024:24,029[A ]| As if the Red rose and the while would be, 024:24,030[A ]| Wherever they met, still at Antipathy; 024:24,031[A ]| A face that$6#1$ was as clear as day, as bright, 024:24,032[A ]| Should bud with stars like$4$ an enamelled night; 024:24,033[A ]| Your sickness meant to$9$ turn Astronomer, 024:24,034[A ]| Your face the Heaven, and every spot a Star. 024:24,035[A ]| Or else would write an Almanac, and raise, 024:24,036[A ]| By$4$ those red Letters, nought but holy-days. 024:24,037[A ]| Were it your Butler's face, a Man would think, 024:24,038[A ]| They had but been new boilings of the drink; 024:24,039[A ]| Or had his nose been such, one would have swore, 024:24,040[A ]| It were red with anger, because he would drink no$2$ more. 024:24,041[A ]| Or had your keeper such, he would sell it all 024:24,042[A ]| For$4$ harts-horn to$9$ make hafts of knives withal. 024:24,043[A ]| Or if your Cooks were such, how it would fit, 024:24,044[A ]| To$9$ grate your ginger, or nutmegs with it? 024:24,045[A ]| But why on$4$ your face? what was his design? 024:24,046[A ]| Was it to$9$ break the \Hymeneal\ twine, 024:24,047[A ]| That$6#1$ was half twisted? Tush! he is much mistook, 024:24,048[A ]| Your love was past the criss-cross of a look; 024:24,049[A ]| And your affections are of riper age, 024:24,050[A ]| Than now to$9$ gaze on$4$ beauty's title page. 024:24,051[A ]| Or barely dwell upon$4$ the face, those toys 024:24,052[A ]| Are Oceaned in$4$ the hopes of future joys. 024:24,053[A ]| Then blush no$2$ more, but let your Mistress know, 024:24,054[A ]| They are but Love-letters written on$4$ your brow, 024:24,055[A ]| Etched by$4$ the engraver's hand, there she may see, 024:24,056[A ]| That$3$ beauty is subject to$4$ mortality. 024:24,057[A ]| How frail a thing it is, how vain to$9$ adore it, 024:24,058[A ]| What fools are they that$6#1$ love or marry for$4$ it; 024:24,059[A ]| And that$3$ this sickness which$6#1$ hath curbed you, is 024:24,060[A ]| But the sad prologue to$4$ your future bliss. 024:24,061[A ]| An Ember-week or Lent, which$6#1$ always falls, 024:24,062[A ]| As fasting-eves before your festivals. 024:24,063[A ]| It will$1$ make your prize your joy the more when it comes, 024:24,064[A ]| Ushered along by$4$ tedious Martyrdoms. 024:24,065[A ]| How acceptable is a plenteous bowl, 024:24,066[A ]| When it is caroused by$4$ a thirsty soul! 024:24,067[A ]| So$3$ have I seen the winter strip the trees, 024:24,068[A ]| To$9$ fit them for$4$ their vernal Liveries! 024:24,069[A ]| And clothe the old Earth in$4$ grey, nip everything, 024:24,070[A ]| Before it rolls itself into the spring. 024:24,071[A ]| So$3$ has black night begot a grey-eyed day, 024:24,072[A ]| So$3$ \Sol\ dost rout conspiring clouds with Ray; 024:24,073[A ]| As through this sickness does your joys come on$5$, 024:24,074[A ]| And gulf your hopes in$4$ firm fruition. 024:24,075[A ]| When your red-rose clubs with your Lady's white, 024:24,076[A ]| And as the Ancient flowers did unite, 024:24,077[A ]| Your happiness will$1$ swell, and you will$1$ prove 024:24,078[A ]| The \Gemini\ of joy, as now of Love. 024:24,079[A ]| These things I guess not by$4$ your face, I find 024:24,080[A ]| Your front is not the Index of your mind. 024:24,081[A ]| Yet by$4$ your Physiognomy, thus much is meant, 024:24,082[A ]| You are not spotless though you are innocent 024:24,083[A ]| Sir if these verses go a halting pace, 024:24,084[A ]| They stumble in$4$ the valleys of your face. 024:25,000[' ]| 024:25,000[' ]| <\To his Friend Mr%*I%*B% being at\ London> 024:25,000[' ]| <\in the Authors retirement\> 024:25,001[A ]| Though we are now analysed, and can not find, 024:25,002[A ]| How to$9$ have mutual presence, but in$4$ mind; 024:25,003[A ]| I am bold to$9$ send you this, that$3$ you may know, 024:25,004[A ]| Though you are above, yet I do live below. 024:25,005[A ]| Though I have no$2$ bags, that$6#1$ are with child with gold, 024:25,006[A ]| And though my fireless chimneys catch the cold 024:25,007[A ]| For$4$ want of great revenues, yet I find 024:25,008[A ]| I have what is as good as all, a sated mind. 024:25,009[A ]| I neither money want, nor have I store, 024:25,010[A ]| I have enough to$9$ live, and ask no$2$ more. 024:25,011[A ]| No$2$ tiptoed turret, whose aspiring brow, 024:25,012[A ]| Looks down and scorns the humble roofs below; 024:25,013[A ]| My cottage lies beneath the thunder's harms, 024:25,014[A ]| Laughs at the whispers of the winds, or storms. 024:25,015[A ]| My rooms are not inlined with Tapestry; 024:25,016[A ]| But ragged walls where a few books may lie. 024:25,017[A ]| I slight the silks, whose ruffling whispers pride, 024:25,018[A ]| And all the world's Tautologies beside. 024:25,019[A ]| My limbs inhabit but a Country dress, 024:25,020[A ]| Not to$9$ adorn, but cover nakedness. 024:25,021[A ]| My family is not such, whose gentry springs, 024:25,022[A ]| Like$4$ old \Mecaenasses\, from Grandsire Kings. 024:25,023[A ]| I have many kindred, yet my friends are few, 024:25,024[A ]| Those few not rich, and yet more rich than true. 024:25,025[A ]| I have but a drachme of learning, and less wit; 024:25,026[A ]| Yet that$6#2$ is enough to$9$ fright my wealth from it. 024:25,027[A ]| As if those two seldom or never meet, 024:25,028[A ]| But like$4$ two Generals that$6#1$ with bullets greet. 024:25,029[A ]| I study to$9$ live plenteously, though scant; 024:25,030[A ]| How not to$9$ have, yet not to$9$ care, nor want. 024:25,031[A ]| We have here no$2$ gaudy feminines to$9$ show, 024:25,032[A ]| As you have in$4$ that$6#2$ great \Seraglio\; 024:25,033[A ]| He that$6#1$ weds here, lies cloistered in$4$ a maid, 024:25,034[A ]| A Sepulchre where never man was laid. 024:25,035[A ]| Ours are with Load-stone touched, and never will$1$, 024:25,036[A ]| But right against their proper pole, lie still. 024:25,037[A ]| Yours like$4$ Hell-gates do always open lie, 024:25,038[A ]| Like$4$ hackney Jades they stand at livery. 024:25,039[A ]| Like$4$ treasuries where each one throws his mite; 024:25,040[A ]| Gulfs of contraries, at once dark and light. 024:25,041[A ]| Where whoso enters, is like$4$ gold refined; 024:25,042[A ]| Passing through fire, where \Moloch\ sits enshrined, 024:25,043[A ]| And offers up$5$ a whole burnt sacrifice, 024:25,044[A ]| To$9$ pacify those fiery Deities. 024:25,045[A ]| I have no$2$ far-fetched dear-bought delicates, 024:25,046[A ]| Whose virtue is prized only by$4$ their rates. 024:25,047[A ]| No$2$ fancied Kick-shaws that$6#1$ would serve to$9$ invite, 024:25,048[A ]| To$4$ a fourth course the glutted appetite. 024:25,049[A ]| Hunger is my Cook, my labour brings me meat, 024:25,050[A ]| Which$6#1$ best digests, when it is sauced with sweat. 024:25,051[A ]| They that$6#1$ have plurisies of these about them, 024:25,052[A ]| Yet do but live, and so$3$ do I without them. 024:25,053[A ]| I can sit in$4$ my study soon, or late, 024:25,054[A ]| And have no$2$ Troopers quarrel with my gate; 024:25,055[A ]| Nor break the peace with it; whose innocence 024:25,056[A ]| Stands only guarded in$4$ its own defence. 024:25,057[A ]| No$2$ debts to$9$ sue for$4$, and no$2$ coin to$9$ lend, 024:25,058[A ]| No$2$ cause to$9$ fear my foe, nor slight my friend. 024:25,059[A ]| Yet there is one thing which$6#1$ me thinks I have not, 024:25,060[A ]| And I have studied to$9$ supply that$6#2$ want, 024:25,061[A ]| It is the Synopsis of all misery; 024:25,062[A ]| It is the tenth want (Dear Friend) the want of Thee. 024:25,063[A ]| How great a joy it would be, how great a bliss, 024:25,064[A ]| If we could have a Metempsychosis! 024:25,065[A ]| May we once more enjoy ourselves, for$3$ neither 024:25,066[A ]| Is truly blest, till we are blest together. 024:26,000[' ]| 024:26,000[' ]| <\An Elegy to a Lady that dyed before her\> 024:26,000[' ]| <\intended Nuptials\> 024:26,001[A ]| Among the train of mourners, whose swollen eyes 024:26,002[A ]| Wallow in$4$ tears at these sad obsequies, 024:26,003[A ]| Admit me as a cipher here to$9$ come, 024:26,004[A ]| Who$6#1$ though am nothing, yet can raise a sum, 024:26,005[A ]| And truly I can mourn as well as they, 024:26,006[A ]| Who$6#1$ are clad in$4$ sable weeds, though mine is grey. 024:26,007[A ]| Excuse me Sir, passion will$1$ swell that$6#1$ is pent, 024:26,008[A ]| Thank not my tears, I can not but lament 024:26,009[A ]| To$9$ see a Lady ready for$4$ your bed 024:26,010[A ]| To$4$ death's embraces yield her maidenhead. 024:26,011[A ]| And that$6#2$ Angelic Corpse that$6#1$ should have been 024:26,012[A ]| A Cabinet to$9$ lodge your Jewels in$5$, 024:26,013[A ]| Should now be embalmed with dust, and made a prey 024:26,014[A ]| To$4$ the happy worms, who$6#1$ may call that$6#2$ day 024:26,015[A ]| On$4$ which$6#1$ her limbs unto their lot did fall, 024:26,016[A ]| Your sad Solemnities, their Festival; 024:26,017[A ]| Should I not mourn, I could not pay the due, 024:26,018[A ]| Of tears to$4$ her or sympathy to$4$ you. 024:26,019[A ]| For$3$ death did slay you both when she did die, 024:26,020[A ]| So$3$ who$6#1$ writes one's must write both's Elegy. 024:26,021[A ]| She was too good for$4$ you, she was too high, 024:26,022[A ]| A wife for$4$ Angels to$9$ get Angels by$5$. 024:26,023[A ]| In$4$ whom there was as much Divinity, 024:26,024[A ]| And excellence, as could in$4$ woman be. 024:26,025[A ]| Whom you and all did love, and did suppose, 024:26,026[A ]| To$9$ be an Angel in$4$ a mortal's clothes; 024:26,027[A ]| But Heaven to$9$ undeceive you let you know, 024:26,028[A ]| By$4$ her mortality she was not so$5#2$. 024:27,000[' ]| 024:27,000[' ]| <\On the great cryer at\ Westminster-Hall> 024:27,001[A ]| When the great Cryer in$4$ that$6#2$ greater room, 024:27,002[A ]| Calls \Faunt-le-roy\, and \Alex-and-er Brome\, 024:27,003[A ]| The people wonder (as those heretofore, 024:27,004[A ]| When the dumb spake) to$9$ hear a Cryer roar. 024:27,005[A ]| The kitling crew of Cryers that$6#1$ do stand, 024:27,006[A ]| With Eunuchs' voices, squeaking on$4$ each hand, 024:27,007[A ]| Do signify no$2$ more, compared to$4$ him, 024:27,008[A ]| Than Member \Allen\ did to$4$ patriot \Pim\. 024:27,009[A ]| Those make us laugh, while we do him adore, 024:27,010[A ]| Theirs are but pistol, his mouth is Cannon bore. 024:27,011[A ]| Now those fame-thirsty spirits that$6#1$ endeavour, 024:27,012[A ]| To$9$ have their names enlarged, and last forever, 024:27,013[A ]| Must be Attorneys of this Court, and so$3$ 024:27,014[A ]| His voice shall like$4$ fame's loudest trumpet blow 024:27,015[A ]| Their names about the World, and make them last, 024:27,016[A ]| While we can lend an ear, or he a blast. 024:28,000[' ]| 024:28,000[' ]| <\To the memory of that loyal patriot Sir*I%*Cordel*Kt%\> 024:28,000[A ]| 024:28,001[A ]| Thus fell the grace and glory of our time, 024:28,002[A ]| Who$6#1$ durst be good when goodness was a crime. 024:28,003[A ]| A Magistrate that$6#1$ justly wore his gown, 024:28,004[A ]| While \England\ had a King, or King a Crown; 024:28,005[A ]| But stoutly flung it off, when once he saw 024:28,006[A ]| Might knock down right, and lust did jostle law. 024:28,007[A ]| His soul scorned a Democracy, and would 024:28,008[A ]| No$2$ longer stay, than while the Kingdom stood; 024:28,009[A ]| And when that$6#2$ fled, his followed it, to$9$ be, 024:28,010[A ]| Joined to$4$ his King in$4$ the Hieromonarchy. 024:29,000[' ]| 024:29,000[' ]| <\To his Mistress lodging in a room where\> 024:29,000[' ]| <\the Sky was painted\> 024:29,000[A ]| 024:29,001[A ]| When (my Diviner soul) I did of late, 024:29,002[A ]| In$4$ thy fair chamber, for$4$ thy presence wait, 024:29,003[A ]| Looking aloft, (Thou knowest my look is high, 024:29,004[A ]| Else I would never dare to$9$ court Thee) I did spy 024:29,005[A ]| Sun, Moon and Stars, by$4$ the painter's art appear 024:29,006[A ]| At once all Culminant in$4$ one hemisphere; 024:29,007[A ]| My small Astrology made me suppose, 024:29,008[A ]| Those Symptoms made the room prodigious. 024:29,009[A ]| Old time (I thought) was cramped and night and day 024:29,010[A ]| Both monosyllabled, to$9$ make me stay; 024:29,011[A ]| He had broke his steps of days and hours that$3$ he 024:29,012[A ]| Might roll himself into eternity. 024:29,013[A ]| The Sun, as tired, with the course he ran, 024:29,014[A ]| Centred himself in$4$ the Meridian: 024:29,015[A ]| And because it was there, I could not think it night, 024:29,016[A ]| Nor durst I call it day, because it gave no$2$ light. 024:29,017[A ]| I found the cause, and ceased to$9$ admire; 024:29,018[A ]| Thy eyes had stolen his light, my heart his fire. 024:29,019[A ]| And that$6#2$ is the cause why Sun and Moon looked dim, 024:29,020[A ]| Thy brighter face out lustred her, and him. 024:29,021[A ]| But (which$6#1$ increased my wonder) I could see, 024:29,022[A ]| No$2$ Meteor portend this prodigy; 024:29,023[A ]| Comets all winked at this, nor could I spy 024:29,024[A ]| One blazing star, but my portentive eye. 024:29,025[A ]| But as I mused, what Omen this should be, 024:29,026[A ]| They all stood still, as much amazed at me. 024:29,027[A ]| The wandering Planets had forgot to$9$ vary, 024:29,028[A ]| Gazing on$4$ me, because all stationary. 024:29,029[A ]| Envying thy beauty, they are together gone, 024:29,030[A ]| To$9$ make a perfect constellation. 024:29,031[A ]| And their conjunctions to$9$ imitate our lips, 024:29,032[A ]| Was but a loving kiss, not an Eclipse; 024:29,033[A ]| \Sol\ draws a Regiment of stars, to$9$ be 024:29,034[A ]| Tapers to$9$ light thee into bed to$4$ me. 024:29,035[A ]| Yet could not shine, until they were inspired 024:29,036[A ]| By$4$ the same flames, by$4$ which$6#1$ my heart was fired. 024:29,037[A ]| Come then lie down, do thou withdraw thy light, 024:29,038[A ]| They will$1$ be to$9$ please us a perpetual night. 024:29,039[A ]| \Sol\ shall be \Cupid\, blind, and thou his mother, 024:29,040[A ]| And as we have marred one Sun, we will$1$ get another. 024:30,000[' ]| 024:30,000[' ]| 024:30,001[A ]| The season now requires a Man should send 024:30,002[A ]| Some worthy present to$4$ his worthier Friend. 024:30,003[A ]| And I (though poor in$4$ purse) do wear a heart, 024:30,004[A ]| That$6#1$ is ambitious to$9$ perform a part 024:30,005[A ]| In$4$ celebration of this new born day, 024:30,006[A ]| And having nothing to$9$ present, I will$1$ pray 024:30,007[A ]| This year may be to$4$ me, as well as you, 024:30,008[A ]| So$5#1$ much more blest than the other, as more new. 024:30,009[A ]| And in$4$ it so$5#1$ much happiness abound, 024:30,010[A ]| To$9$ turn us all to$4$ good, yet not turn round. 024:30,011[A ]| And may the Sun, that$6#1$ now begins to$9$ appear 024:30,012[A ]| In$4$ the Horizon to$9$ usher in$5$ the Year, 024:30,013[A ]| Melt all those fatuous Vapours, whose false light 024:30,014[A ]| Purblinds the World, and leads them from the right; 024:30,015[A ]| And may our \Sol\ like$4$ that$6#2$ rise once again, 024:30,016[A ]| Mounted triumphant in$4$ a prosperous reign. 024:30,017[A ]| May all those \Phaetons\ that$6#1$ spite of the crown, 024:30,018[A ]| Would guide his chariot, tumble head-long down: 024:30,019[A ]| So$3$ shall the Land with happiness be crowned, 024:30,020[A ]| When men turn right, and only years turn round. 024:31,000[' ]| 024:31,000[' ]| <\On the Queens going beyond Sea\> 024:31,001[A ]| When on$4$ the watery World, our glorious Queen 024:31,002[A ]| Began to$9$ be tossed, as on$4$ the land she had been, 024:31,003[A ]| The joyful waters did begin to$9$ aspire, 024:31,004[A ]| And would transelement themselves to$4$ fire. 024:31,005[A ]| And ever since it has been hard to$9$ swear 024:31,006[A ]| Whether the Earth, or water highest were. 024:31,007[A ]| The late scorned Sea will$1$ not itself prefer, 024:31,008[A ]| Bearing the best that$6#1$ earth could boast of, Her; 024:31,009[A ]| When first she launched, the ambitious waves no$2$ more 024:31,010[A ]| Would kiss the lips of their oft washed shore, 024:31,011[A ]| But with united motion all did rise 024:31,012[A ]| To$9$ bear the ship; that$3$ her, to$9$ kiss the skies. 024:31,013[A ]| The ship, like$4$ \Noahs\ ark, did float about, 024:31,014[A ]| And kept the waters that$6#1$ would enter, out. 024:31,015[A ]| For$3$ were the world redrowned, what good has been 024:31,016[A ]| In$4$ it, in$4$ her Epitomized is seen. 024:31,017[A ]| The sturdy billows, if they did arise, 024:31,018[A ]| Were checked by$4$ the power of her majestic eyes. 024:31,019[A ]| Whenever any to$9$ rebel appears, 024:31,020[A ]| For$4$ grief it did dissolve itself to$4$ tears; 024:31,021[A ]| The moving compass had forgot to$9$ stir, 024:31,022[A ]| Instead of the Northpole pointed still at her; 024:31,023[A ]| At which$6#1$ the Pilot wondering, he spies 024:31,024[A ]| Two North-poles culminant at once, her eyes. 024:31,025[A ]| No$2$ marvel then, the compass pointed thither, 024:31,026[A ]| For$3$ her magnetic soul draws all things to$4$ her. 024:31,027[A ]| The Ocean scorned \Neptune's\ tridentine sway, 024:31,028[A ]| And would no$2$ more a King but Queen obey. 024:31,029[A ]| Nay \Neptune\ thought she had a \Venus\ been, 024:31,030[A ]| Sprung from the frothy Sea to$9$ be his Queen. 024:31,031[A ]| And whispering \Zephyrus\ if he did stir, 024:31,032[A ]| It was not to$9$ blow, but to$9$ suck breath from her, 024:31,033[A ]| The Mariners, whenever she breathed, thought 024:31,034[A ]| That$3$ precious Amber about the ship did float. 024:31,035[A ]| Widow \Arabia\ did begin to$9$ grieve, 024:31,036[A ]| To$9$ see her \Phaenix\ on$4$ the waters live. 024:31,037[A ]| The Semi-lunar Dolphin having seen 024:31,038[A ]| Her face, would straight salute her as the Queen. 024:31,039[A ]| The amorous \Syrens\ did altogether throng, 024:31,040[A ]| Hoping to$9$ entice her to$4$ them by$4$ a song. 024:31,041[A ]| Her brow (as though command were written there) 024:31,042[A ]| Did more sway them, than all their voices her. 024:31,043[A ]| The little fishes met and did rejoice, 024:31,044[A ]| Dancing to$4$ the music of the \Syren's\ voice. 024:31,045[A ]| All in$4$ their several postures strove to$9$ express 024:31,046[A ]| How much her presence would their mansions bless. 024:31,047[A ]| All praying her to$9$ stay, but all in$4$ vain, 024:31,048[A ]| At length (though loth) they landed her again. 024:31,049[A ]| The shore is a Paradise, where she was driven, 024:31,050[A ]| And (but her \Charles\ lacked her) it had been Heaven. 024:32,000[' ]| 024:32,000[' ]| <\Upon his Mare stoln by a Trooper\> 024:32,000[A ]| 024:32,001[A ]| Why let her go, I will$1$ vex myself no$2$ more, 024:32,002[A ]| Lest my heart break, as did my stable door. 024:32,003[A ]| It was but a Mare; if she be gone, she is gone; 024:32,004[A ]| It is not a Mare that$6#1$ I do stand upon$4$. 024:32,005[A ]| Now by$4$ this Cross I am so$5#1$ temperate grown, 024:32,006[A ]| I will$1$ bridle nature, since my mare is gone. 024:32,007[A ]| I have a little learning, and less wit, 024:32,008[A ]| That$6#2$ wealth is sure, no$2$ thief can pilfer it. 024:32,009[A ]| All worldly goods are frail, and variable, 024:32,010[A ]| Yea very Jades are now become unstable. 024:32,011[A ]| Riches they say have wings, my mare had so$5#2$, 024:32,012[A ]| For$3$ though she had legs, yet she could hardly go. 024:32,013[A ]| But thieves and fate have such a strong command, 024:32,014[A ]| To$9$ make those go, which$6#1$ have no$2$ feet to$9$ stand. 024:32,015[A ]| She was well skilled in$4$ writing Elegies, 024:32,016[A ]| And every mile writes, \Here my Rider lies\. 024:32,017[A ]| Now since I have never a beast to$9$ ride upon$4$, 024:32,018[A ]| Would I might never go, my verse shall run. 024:32,019[A ]| I will$1$ mount on$4$ \Pegasus\, for$3$ he is so$5#1$ poor, 024:32,020[A ]| From thief or true-man, one may ride secure. 024:32,021[A ]| I would not rack invention for$4$ a curse, 024:32,022[A ]| To$9$ plague the Thief, for$4$ fear I make him worse. 024:32,023[A ]| I would not have him hanged, for$3$ that$6#2$ would be, 024:32,024[A ]| Sufficient for$4$ the law, but not for$4$ me. 024:32,025[A ]| In$4$ charity I wish him no$2$ more pain, 024:32,026[A ]| But to$9$ restore me home my Mare again. 024:32,027[A ]| And because I would not have good customs alter, 024:32,028[A ]| I wish who$6#1$ has the Mare, may have the halter. 024:33,000[' ]| 024:33,000[' ]| <\Upon riding on a tired horse\> 024:33,001[A ]| It was hot, and our \Olympic\ Charioteer 024:33,002[A ]| Limbecked the body of the Traveller, 024:33,003[A ]| Which$6#1$ to$9$ prevent, I like$4$ the sun did go; 024:33,004[A ]| He was on$4$ horse-back, I on$4$ horse-back too. 024:33,005[A ]| Thus my all conquering name-sake used to$9$ ride 024:33,006[A ]| His stallion as I did mine bestride: 024:33,007[A ]| So$3$ on$5$ we go to$9$ view the desolation 024:33,008[A ]| Of that$6#2$ half plague to$4$ our distressed Nation. 024:33,009[A ]| But my horse was so$5#1$ superstitious grown, 024:33,010[A ]| He would fall down, and worship every stone. 024:33,011[A ]| Nay he in$4$ reverence to$4$ each holy place, 024:33,012[A ]| Was often seen to$9$ fall upon$4$ his face. 024:33,013[A ]| And had I been inclined to$4$ Popishness, 024:33,014[A ]| I needed have no$2$ other cross but this. 024:33,015[A ]| Within a mile or two without command, 024:33,016[A ]| Do what I could, this Jade would make a stand. 024:33,017[A ]| I praised him, thinking glory were a spur 024:33,018[A ]| To$9$ prick him on$5$, all would not make him stir. 024:33,019[A ]| All worldly things do post away we know, 024:33,020[A ]| But yet my horse would neither run nor go. 024:33,021[A ]| What everlasting Creature should this be, 024:33,022[A ]| That$3$ all things are less permanent than he! 024:33,023[A ]| So$5#1$ long I kicked, the people did suppose, 024:33,024[A ]| The arm-less man had beat a drum with his toes. 024:33,025[A ]| But though a march or an alarm I beat, 024:33,026[A ]| The senseless horse took all for$4$ a retreat. 024:33,027[A ]| The people's jeers moved me to$4$ no$2$ remorse, 024:33,028[A ]| No$2$ more than all my kicks did move my horse. 024:33,029[A ]| Had \Phaeton's\ horses been as mine is, They 024:33,030[A ]| Needed no$2$ reins, they would never run away. 024:33,031[A ]| I wished for$4$ old \Copernicus\ to$9$ prove 024:33,032[A ]| That$3$ while we both stood still, the Earth would move. 024:33,033[A ]| Oh for$4$ an Earthquake, that$3$ the hills might meet, 024:33,034[A ]| To$9$ bring us home, though we moved not our feet. 024:33,035[A ]| All would not do, I was constrained to$9$ be, 024:33,036[A ]| The bringer up$5$ of a foot company. 024:33,037[A ]| But now in$4$ what a woeful case were I, 024:33,038[A ]| If like$4$ our Troopers I were put to$9$ fly. 024:33,039[A ]| I wish all cowards (if that$6#2$ be too much) 024:33,040[A ]| Half of our horsemen, which$6#1$ I will$1$ swear are such, 024:33,041[A ]| In$4$ the next fight when they begin to$9$ flee, 024:33,042[A ]| They may be plagued with a tired horse like$4$ me. 024:34,000[' ]| 024:34,000[' ]| <\To his Friend I%*B%\> 024:34,001[A ]| Thou thinkest that$3$ I to$4$ thee am fully known; 024:34,002[A ]| Yet thou shalt not think how powerful I am grown. 024:34,003[A ]| I can work miracles, and when I do 024:34,004[A ]| Think of thy worth, think thee a wonder too. 024:34,005[A ]| Thy constant love and lines in$4$ verse and prose, 024:34,006[A ]| Makes me think thee and them miraculous. 024:34,007[A ]| Myself am from myself, both here and there I 024:34,008[A ]| Suppose myself grown an Ubiquitary. 024:34,009[A ]| We are a miracle, and it is with us 024:34,010[A ]| As with \John*Baptist\ and his \Lazarus\. 024:34,011[A ]| I thou, and thou art I, and it is a wonder, 024:34,012[A ]| That$3$ we both live, and yet both live asunder. 024:34,013[A ]| Come then, let us meet again; for$3$ until we 024:34,014[A ]| Unite, the times can not be at unity. 024:34,015[A ]| But if this distance must still interpose 024:34,016[A ]| Between my eye and thee, yet let us close 024:34,017[A ]| In$4$ mind, and though our necks by-forked grown, 024:34,018[A ]| Spread-Eagle like$5$, yet let our Breasts be one. 024:35,000[' ]| 024:35,000[' ]| <\Translated out of\ Perseus> 024:35,001[A ]| I do not remember I did dip, 024:35,002[A ]| In$4$ the \Caballine\ spring my lip; 024:35,003[A ]| Nor on$4$ two-topped \Pernassus\ sleep, 024:35,004[A ]| That$3$ thence I should a Poet creep. 024:35,005[A ]| The pale \Pyrene\ and \Helicon\, 024:35,006[A ]| I for$4$ those men will$1$ let alone, 024:35,007[A ]| To$4$ whose brows the rambling Ivies cling; 024:35,008[A ]| Yet I a clown, my verses bring 024:35,009[A ]| To$4$ the Muses' altars. Who$6#2$ did show 024:35,010[A ]| The Parrot, who$6#2$ the crow 024:35,011[A ]| Of old with hollow voice to$9$ prate? 024:35,012[A ]| Or pies our words to$9$ imitate? 024:35,013[A ]| Art's Master, Need, which$6#1$ wit bestows; 024:35,014[A ]| This Artist makes us come to$4$ those 024:35,015[A ]| Words which$6#1$ our Nature us denies, 024:35,016[A ]| Make crows turn Poets, and the Pies 024:35,017[A ]| Turn Poetesses that$6#1$ can sing 024:35,018[A ]| Sweet verses from the \Pegasean\ spring. 024:36,000[' ]| 024:36,000[' ]| <\Upon the miscarrier of Letters betwixt\> 024:36,000[' ]| <\his Friend and him;\> 024:36,000[' ]| <\An Execration\> 024:36,001[A ]| And why to$4$ me? dull scanner of the ground, 024:36,002[A ]| Was there no$2$ other pack-horse to$9$ be found, 024:36,003[A ]| To$9$ bear the weight of such a grand abuse, 024:36,004[A ]| But only I? I will$1$ wake my sleeping Muse, 024:36,005[A ]| And send her post to$4$ the black abyss of Hell 024:36,006[A ]| To$9$ fetch me curses, curses dire and fell. 024:36,007[A ]| I will$1$ mount on$4$ \Pegasus\, and make him go, 024:36,008[A ]| From Friend to$4$ Friend, as swift as thou art slow. 024:36,009[A ]| Perfidious Traitor! could thine impious hands 024:36,010[A ]| Dare to$9$ miscarry, what true love commands? 024:36,011[A ]| Had it been news, or pamphlets, or the rude 024:36,012[A ]| Inventions of the cock-brained multitude, 024:36,013[A ]| New models of Religion, or the false 024:36,014[A ]| Lie-legends which$6#1$ we here call Diurnals; 024:36,015[A ]| Had there been treason against the King or State, 024:36,016[A ]| They deserved thine, and thou hadst escaped my hate. 024:36,017[A ]| But these were embassies of souls that$6#1$ be 024:36,018[A ]| So$5#1$ pure, they dare dispute with purity. 024:36,019[A ]| That$6#1$ will$1$ not club with treason, nor betroth 024:36,020[A ]| Their souls to$4$ schism, but are estranged from both. 024:36,021[A ]| Had they been compliments or the adulterate froth 024:36,022[A ]| Of inkhorn wits, it had never incensed my wroth. 024:36,023[A ]| For$3$ it is but reason such vain toys as they are, 024:36,024[A ]| Should be dissolved to$4$ their first matter, Air. 024:36,025[A ]| Had they been merely issues of the brain, 024:36,026[A ]| And had been lost, that$6#1$ might to$4$ work again. 024:36,027[A ]| But when the heart is engaged, what pity it is 024:36,028[A ]| A child of that$6#2$ should ever fare amiss? 024:36,029[A ]| Hadst thou but known how sweet those accents were, 024:36,030[A ]| How full of love thou wouldst have took more care. 024:36,031[A ]| Why didst thou go to$9$ stop that$6#2$ blessed Trine 024:36,032[A ]| That$6#1$ was to$9$ be between their aspects and mine? 024:36,033[A ]| Dost thou not know what good, what blest effects 024:36,034[A ]| The Land will$1$ have from such benign aspects? 024:36,035[A ]| Alas when \Mercury\ doth meet with \Jove\, 024:36,036[A ]| \Lilly\ can tell thee their portents are love. 024:36,037[A ]| I am loth to$9$ study for$4$ some new found curse, 024:36,038[A ]| For$4$ fear I should be heard, and thou be worse. 024:36,039[A ]| First for$4$ thy horses would their teeth may be 024:36,040[A ]| Greased at each Inn, which$6#1$ none may help but me. 024:36,041[A ]| May all their old diseases never fail, 024:36,042[A ]| Their feet have scabs doubled for$4$ every nail, 024:36,043[A ]| That$3$ thou mayst like$4$ \Tom%*Long\ forever go, 024:36,044[A ]| And never come where thou art assigned unto, 024:36,045[A ]| And so$3$ mayst never be trusted with a pack, 024:36,046[A ]| Unless of plagues, and may those break thy back. 024:36,047[A ]| Mayst thou never carry loyal letters more, 024:36,048[A ]| But Pocky songs betwixt a Pimp and his whore. 024:36,049[A ]| But when thou hast sweat and travelled all the day, 024:36,050[A ]| Mayst thou have neither meat, drink, bed nor pay. 024:36,051[A ]| May all the way be strewed with \Downes\ his men, 024:36,052[A ]| And thou escaping one, mayst meet with ten. 024:36,053[A ]| And may they take thy horses and thy store, 024:36,054[A ]| And bang thy sides because thou hast no$2$ more. 024:36,055[A ]| May all these plagues unite that$3$ they may be 024:36,056[A ]| As great a plague to$4$ thee, as thou to$4$ me. 024:37,000[' ]| 024:37,000[' ]| <\To his Mistris\> 024:37,001[A ]| Your pardon Lady; by$4$ my troth I err, 024:37,002[A ]| I thought each face a painted Sepulchre, 024:37,003[A ]| That$6#1$ wore but beauty on$4$ it; I did suppose, 024:37,004[A ]| That$3$ outward beauty had been ominous. 024:37,005[A ]| And that$3$ it had been so$5#1$ opposite to$4$ wit, 024:37,006[A ]| As it never wisdom met, nor virtue it. 024:37,007[A ]| Your face confutes me, and I do begin 024:37,008[A ]| To$9$ know my error, and repent my sin. 024:37,009[A ]| For$3$ on$4$ those Rosy cheeks I plainly see 024:37,010[A ]| And read my former thoughts deformity. 024:37,011[A ]| I could believe Hyperboles, and think 024:37,012[A ]| That$6#2$ praise too low that$6#1$ flows from pen and ink; 024:37,013[A ]| That$3$ you are all Angel; when I look on$4$ you, 024:37,014[A ]| I am forced to$9$ think the Rampantest fictions true. 024:37,015[A ]| Nay I dare swear (though once I did abhor it) 024:37,016[A ]| That$3$ Men love Women, and have reason for$4$ it. 024:37,017[A ]| The Lapidaries now shall learn to$9$ set 024:37,018[A ]| Their Diamonds in$4$ gold, and not in$4$ Jet. 024:37,019[A ]| The Proverb is crossed, for$3$ now a man may find 024:37,020[A ]| A beauteous face the Index of such a mind. 024:37,021[A ]| How I could praise you, and your worth display, 024:37,022[A ]| But that$3$ my ravished pen is forced to$9$ stay; 024:37,023[A ]| And when I think to$9$ express your purer fashion, 024:37,024[A ]| My expressions turn to$4$ stupid Admiration. 024:37,025[A ]| Nature's perfection! She by$4$ forming thee 024:37,026[A ]| Proves she has now infallibility. 024:37,027[A ]| You are an Enchiridion, whom Heaven did print, 024:37,028[A ]| To$9$ copy by$5$, with no$2$ errata in$4$ it. 024:37,029[A ]| You are my \Urania\, nay within you be 024:37,030[A ]| The Muses met in$4$ their Tertrinity. 024:37,031[A ]| Else how could I turn Poet, and retain, 024:37,032[A ]| My banished Muse into my thoughts again! 024:37,033[A ]| See what your wit, see what your beauty can; 024:37,034[A ]| To$9$ make a Poet is more than to$9$ make a Man; 024:37,035[A ]| I have wit by$4$ infusion, nay I have beauty too, 024:37,036[A ]| I think I am comely if you think me so$5#2$. 024:37,037[A ]| Add to$4$ your virtues love, and you may be 024:37,038[A ]| A wife for$4$ \Jove\, pray let that$6#2$ \Jove\ be me. 024:38,000[' ]| 024:38,000[' ]| <\To his Mistris married to another\> 024:38,001[A ]| Married? and I not dead? it can not be, 024:38,002[A ]| Is nothing certain but uncertainty? 024:38,003[A ]| Can truth itself prove false? I should as soon 024:38,004[A ]| Have thought the Sun varied into a Moon. 024:38,005[A ]| And that$3$ the Poles that$6#1$ never knew how to$9$ vary, 024:38,006[A ]| Turned Planets now, and grow unstationary. 024:38,007[A ]| But \Sol\ has changed his course, and we all know 024:38,008[A ]| Those we call Poles are planetary too. 024:38,009[A ]| You whom I thought a Goddess, now I see, 024:38,010[A ]| Are but a woman, by$4$ inconstancy. 024:38,011[A ]| See what the covetous love of wealth can do, 024:38,012[A ]| It makes fair Ladies false and foolish too. 024:38,013[A ]| I could be sorry now, or vexed, or worse; 024:38,014[A ]| But wrath or sorrow will$1$ enlarge my curse. 024:38,015[A ]| That$6#2$ anger is foolish and that$6#2$ sorrow is vain, 024:38,016[A ]| That$6#1$ is used for$4$ that$6#2$ which$6#1$ can not be had again. 024:38,017[A ]| But what is this thing called marriage? must you be 024:38,018[A ]| Cloistered by$4$ that$6#2$ from all society? 024:38,019[A ]| Must only he enjoy you as a bride? 024:38,020[A ]| And by$4$ his feast, famish the whole World beside? 024:38,021[A ]| You only did proclaim, when you did wed, 024:38,022[A ]| That$3$ both together meant to$9$ go to$4$ bed. 024:38,023[A ]| What need all this ado? Can not we (my honey) 024:38,024[A ]| Do the same thing without the Ceremony, 024:38,025[A ]| Or proclamation? where two hearts agree, 024:38,026[A ]| Marriage is but a superfluity. 024:38,027[A ]| Nature did never intend (without all doubt) 024:38,028[A ]| To$9$ hang such a Jewel only in$4$ his snout. 024:38,029[A ]| Nor were you made only for$4$ one Man's food, 024:38,030[A ]| Nor for$4$ the private, but the common good. 024:38,031[A ]| You have my heart, and do but lend me thine, 024:38,032[A ]| I will$1$ give the Priest the lie, and say thou art mine. 024:39,000[' ]| 024:39,000[' ]| <\On the turn-coat Clergy\> 024:39,001[A ]| That$3$ Clergy are changeable, and teach 024:39,002[A ]| That$6#2$ now against which$6#1$ they will$1$ tomorrow preach, 024:39,003[A ]| Is an undoubted truth; but that$3$ in$4$ this 024:39,004[A ]| Their variation they do aught amiss, 024:39,005[A ]| I steadfastly deny; The World we see 024:39,006[A ]| Preserves itself by$4$ mutability; 024:39,007[A ]| And by$4$ an imitation each thing in$4$ it 024:39,008[A ]| Preserves itself by$4$ changing every minute; 024:39,009[A ]| The Heavenly orbs do move, and change, and there is 024:39,010[A ]| The much admired music of the spheres. 024:39,011[A ]| The Sun, the Moon, the Stars do always vary, 024:39,012[A ]| The times turn round still, nothing stationary. 024:39,013[A ]| Whey then should we blame Clergymen, that$6#1$ do 024:39,014[A ]| Because they are Heavenly, like$4$ the Heavens go? 024:39,015[A ]| Nay the Earth itself, on$4$ which$6#1$ we tread (they say) 024:39,016[A ]| Turns round and is moving still; then why not they? 024:39,017[A ]| Our bodies still are changing from our birth, 024:39,018[A ]| Till they return to$4$ their first matter, Earth. 024:39,019[A ]| We draw in$4$ air, and food, that$6#2$ air and food 024:39,020[A ]| Incorporates and turns our flesh and blood. 024:39,021[A ]| Then we breathe out ourselves in$4$ sweat, and vent 024:39,022[A ]| Our flesh and blood by$4$ use, and excrement, 024:39,023[A ]| With such continual change, that$3$ none can say, 024:39,024[A ]| He is the same man that$6#1$ he was Yesterday. 024:39,025[A ]| Besides, all Creatures can not choose but be 024:39,026[A ]| By$4$ much the worse for$4$ their stability. 024:39,027[A ]| For$3$ standing pools corrupt, while running springs 024:39,028[A ]| Yield sweet refreshment to$4$ all other things. 024:39,029[A ]| The highest Church-things oftenest change, we know, 024:39,030[A ]| The weather-cock that$6#1$ stands on$4$ the top does so$5#2$. 024:39,031[A ]| The bells when rung in$4$ changes best do please, 024:39,032[A ]| The Nightingale, that$6#2$ minstrel of the trees, 024:39,033[A ]| Varies her note, while the dull Cuckoo sings 024:39,034[A ]| Only one note, no$2$ auditory brings. 024:39,035[A ]| Why then should we admire our Levite's change, 024:39,036[A ]| Since it is their natural motion? It is not strange 024:39,037[A ]| To$9$ see a fish to$9$ swim, or Eagle fly; 024:39,038[A ]| Nor is their \Protean\ mutability 024:39,039[A ]| More worth our wonder, but it is so$5#2$ in$4$ fashion, 024:39,040[A ]| It merits our applause, and imitation. 024:39,041[A ]| But I conclude, lest while I speak of change, 024:39,042[A ]| I shall too far upon$4$ one subject range. 024:39,043[A ]| And so$3$ become unchangeable, and by$4$ 024:39,044[A ]| My practice give my doctrine here the lie. 024:40,000[' ]| 024:40,000[' ]| <\To his Friend Mr%*I%*W% on his\> 024:40,000[' ]| <\Translation of a Romance, called\> 024:40,000[' ]| 024:40,001[A ]| From foreign soil, He at the first did spring, 024:40,002[A ]| Whom conquest crowned, and custom kept our King. 024:40,003[A ]| And from the same, this fancy, whom this pen 024:40,004[A ]| Has of an Alien made a Denizen. 024:40,005[A ]| Dispute who$6#1$ dares: The issue of the brain 024:40,006[A ]| Admits a transplantation, like$4$ the train 024:40,007[A ]| That$6#1$ buds with Stars; and in$4$ this do hit, 024:40,008[A ]| The two \7fac*Totums\, Monarchy and wit. 024:40,009[A ]| The industrious Merchant glutted with the things 024:40,010[A ]| That$6#1$ are produced by$4$ our mother springs, 024:40,011[A ]| Ransacks the Ocean, trafficking for$4$ more 024:40,012[A ]| And rarer beauties from the foreign shore; 024:40,013[A ]| And makes our happiness not only be 024:40,014[A ]| In$4$ necessaries, but variety. 024:40,015[A ]| So$3$ thou with equal diligence hast gone 024:40,016[A ]| To$9$ fetch the merchandise of \Helicon\. 024:40,017[A ]| Not but that$3$ wit and fancy here will$1$ be, 024:40,018[A ]| A native and staple commodity. 024:40,019[A ]| Or that$3$ composing stories and Romances, 024:40,020[A ]| Were only entailed to$4$ wits that$6#1$ live beyond Seas. 024:40,021[A ]| But as in$4$ dearth, we oft supply our store, 024:40,022[A ]| From those that$6#1$ we perhaps relieved before, 024:40,023[A ]| So$3$ now when rare Inventions and immense, 024:40,024[A ]| Are parched and shrunk up$5$ into hardly sense, 024:40,025[A ]| For$4$ want of due rewards, that$6#1$ should distil, 024:40,026[A ]| From these new Tympanies, and we call hills, 024:40,027[A ]| You are fain to$9$ forage for$4$ whatever must be, 024:40,028[A ]| Beyond Diurnals or a Mercury. 024:40,029[A ]| Yet be not discouraged; for$3$ here is no$2$ excise, 024:40,030[A ]| Nor custom paid on$4$ these commodities. 024:40,031[A ]| And he that$6#1$ trades in$4$ wit by$4$ Sea or Land, 024:40,032[A ]| Needs not a convoy, fears no$2$ Rocks nor Sand. 024:40,033[A ]| This traffic is secure against the thump 024:40,034[A ]| Of \Spain's armado\ or the \Belgic Trump\, 024:40,035[A ]| And the proceed of it, though in$4$ this mad Nation, 024:40,036[A ]| Is free from plunder, and from sequestration. 024:40,037[A ]| I do commend thy choice too, for$3$ of all 024:40,038[A ]| The sciences, this is most cordial, 024:40,039[A ]| Presenting notions to$4$ the curious mind, 024:40,040[A ]| Of what below we never see nor find. 024:40,041[A ]| Herein do differ History, and this; 024:40,042[A ]| This shows what ought to$9$ be, that$6#2$ shows what is; 024:40,043[A ]| Ungrateful we, if that$3$ we should receive 024:40,044[A ]| This precious Jewel, and should nothing give 024:40,045[A ]| To$4$ Thee or to$4$ its Author; Therefore I 024:40,046[A ]| Offer these lines to$4$ both your memory, 024:40,047[A ]| To$9$ testify my thanks, though not my skill; 024:40,048[A ]| What is so$5#1$ well done, must not be praised ill. 024:40,049[A ]| But I nick-name my duty, when I say 024:40,050[A ]| I give, or offer, when I only pay. 024:41,000[' ]| 024:41,000[' ]| <\A Satyre on the Rebellion\> 024:41,001[A ]| Urge me no$2$ more to$9$ sing, I am not able 024:41,002[A ]| To$9$ raise a note, songs are abominable. 024:41,003[A ]| Yea \David's\ psalms do now begin to$9$ be 024:41,004[A ]| Turned out of Church, by$4$ hymns \7extempore\. 024:41,005[A ]| No$2$ accents are so$5#1$ pleasant now as those 024:41,006[A ]| That$6#1$ are Caesuraed through the Pastor's nose. 024:41,007[A ]| I will$1$ only weep our misery and ruth, 024:41,008[A ]| I am no$2$ Poet, for$3$ I speak the truth. 024:41,009[A ]| Behold a self against itself doth fight, 024:41,010[A ]| And the left hand prevails above the right. 024:41,011[A ]| The grumbing guts, in$4$ the belly of the State, 024:41,012[A ]| Unthankful for$4$ the wholesome food they ate, 024:41,013[A ]| Belch at their head, and do begin to$9$ slight 024:41,014[A ]| The Cates, to$4$ which$6#1$ they had an appetite. 024:41,015[A ]| They long for$4$ kick-shaws, and newfangled dishes, 024:41,016[A ]| Not which$6#1$ all love, but which$6#1$ each fancy wishes. 024:41,017[A ]| Behold a glorious \Phoebus\ tumbling down, 024:41,018[A ]| While the rebellious bares usurp the Crown. 024:41,019[A ]| Behold a Team of \Phaetons\ aspire 024:41,020[A ]| To$9$ guide the Sun, and set the World on$4$ fire. 024:41,021[A ]| All goes to$4$ wrack, and it must needs be so$5#2$, 024:41,022[A ]| When those would run, that$6#1$ know not how to$9$ go. 024:41,023[A ]| Behold a lawful Sovereign to$4$ whose mind 024:41,024[A ]| Dishonesty is a stranger, now confined 024:41,025[A ]| To$4$ the anarchic power of those whose reason 024:41,026[A ]| Is flat rebellion, and their truth is Treason. 024:41,027[A ]| Behold the loyal Subjects pilled and polled, 024:41,028[A ]| And from \Algere\ to$4$ \Tunis\ bought and sold. 024:41,029[A ]| Their Goods sequestered by$4$ a legal stealth, 024:41,030[A ]| The private robbed to$9$ uphold the Common-wealth, 024:41,031[A ]| And those the only plunderers are grown 024:41,032[A ]| Of others' States, that$6#1$ had none of their own. 024:41,033[A ]| Robbers no$2$ more by$4$ night in$4$ secret go, 024:41,034[A ]| They have a Licence now for$4$ what they do. 024:41,035[A ]| If any to$4$ the rulers do complain, 024:41,036[A ]| They know no$2$ other godliness but gain. 024:41,037[A ]| Nor give us any plaster for$4$ the sore 024:41,038[A ]| Of paying much, but only paying more. 024:41,039[A ]| Whatever we do or speak, however we live, 024:41,040[A ]| All is acquitted if we will$1$ but Give; 024:41,041[A ]| They sit in$4$ Bulwarks, and do make the laws 024:41,042[A ]| But fair pretences to$4$ a fouler cause, 024:41,043[A ]| And horse-leech-like cry give, whatever they say, 024:41,044[A ]| Or sing, the burden of their song is Pay. 024:41,045[A ]| How wretched is that$6#2$ State! how full of woe, 024:41,046[A ]| When those that$6#1$ should preserve, do overthrow! 024:41,047[A ]| When they rule us, and over them money reigns, 024:41,048[A ]| Who$6#1$ still cry Give, and always gape for$4$ gains! 024:41,049[A ]| But on$4$ those Judges lies a heavy curse, 024:41,050[A ]| That$6#1$ measure crimes by$4$ the delinquent's purse. 024:41,051[A ]| The time will$1$ come when they do cease to$9$ live, 024:41,052[A ]| Some will$1$ cry Take, as fast as they cried Give. 024:42,000[' ]| 024:42,000[' ]| <\On a pair of Virginals\> 024:42,001[A ]| Death, that$6#1$ ties up$5$ the tongues of Man and Beast, 024:42,002[A ]| And to$4$ each thing gives a \7Quietus*est\, 024:42,003[A ]| Gives me a tongue; and I that$6#1$ could not be 024:42,004[A ]| Blest with a voice, now boast variety. 024:42,005[A ]| The tale of \Amphion\ which$6#1$ could make each tree 024:42,006[A ]| Dance to$4$ his music, is fulfilled in$4$ me. 024:42,007[A ]| For$3$ lo the lifeless Jacks lavaltoes take 024:42,008[A ]| At that$6#2$ sweet music which$6#1$ themselves do make. 024:42,009[A ]| The various-sounding strings in$4$ consort come, 024:42,010[A ]| To$9$ make my narrow-bulk \Elizium\; 024:42,011[A ]| Just Emblem of the State; for$3$ in$4$ this wise, 024:42,012[A ]| He just now falls, that$6#1$ but just now did rise. 024:42,013[A ]| O would the Subjects in$4$ this Realm agree, 024:42,014[A ]| And meet like$4$ strings to$9$ make one harmony. 024:43,000[' ]| 024:43,000[' ]| <\On a Comedie called\ The*passionate*lovers> 024:43,001[A ]| Though I never saw this Play, nor ever did know 024:43,002[A ]| This Author well, nor love with passion so$5#2$, 024:43,003[A ]| To$9$ be a name for$4$ \Terence\ Comaedie, \7Heauton-timorumenos\ 024:43,004[A ]| But do suppose whoever the lover be, 024:43,005[A ]| That$6#1$ is really such as the Poet writ, 024:43,006[A ]| He would have less love, if he had had more wit. 024:43,007[A ]| Yet as the old Topers, when their drinking is gone, 024:43,008[A ]| Do love to$9$ sit, and see the work go on$5$, 024:43,009[A ]| And as old men when their performance fails, 024:43,010[A ]| Can clap their wings with telling smutty tales: 024:43,011[A ]| So$3$ though we have lost the life of plays the stage, 024:43,012[A ]| If we can be Remembrancers to$4$ the age, 024:43,013[A ]| And now and then let glow a spark in$4$ print 024:43,014[A ]| To$9$ tell the World there is fire still lodged in$4$ the flint, 024:43,015[A ]| We may again be enlightened once and warmed, 024:43,016[A ]| Men can not be civil till they be informed. 024:43,017[A ]| Walk wisely on$5$: Time is changeable, and what 024:43,018[A ]| Was once thrown down, is now again reached at. 024:43,019[A ]| And we may see pleasure and honour crown 024:43,020[A ]| The Stage, when inconsistent Tub is kicked down. 024:44,000[' ]| 024:44,000[' ]| <\To the high-Sheriff of S%\> 024:44,000[A ]| Sir, 024:44,001[A ]| You have given us Poets entertainment, 024:44,002[A ]| Good cheer and wine; we give you Poets payment, 024:44,003[A ]| Good words and rythme; but you out-do us here, 024:44,004[A ]| You match our Rythme; but we can not match your cheer. 024:44,005[A ]| And here is the reason, which$6#1$ our Muses grieves, 024:44,006[A ]| Sheriffs are made Poets, but never Poets Sheriffs. 024:45,000[' ]| 024:45,000[' ]| <\To G%*B% Esquire\> 024:45,001[A ]| I promised to$9$ come to$4$ you Sir, it is true, 024:45,002[A ]| And I intended what I promised you. 024:45,003[A ]| But Heaven (that$6#1$ all things orders) thought not fit 024:45,004[A ]| We two should meet, and therefore hindered it. 024:45,005[A ]| Not that$3$ our meeting had offensive been 024:45,006[A ]| To$4$ God or Man, for$3$ we had sailed between 024:45,007[A ]| The dangerous rocks of company, which$6#1$ wits 024:45,008[A ]| And no$2$ wits dash against, when in$4$ their fits, 024:45,009[A ]| They scoff at sacred matters and blaspheme, 024:45,010[A ]| Or make Statesmen or businesses their theme. 024:45,011[A ]| But such a World of Heavenly drink came down, 024:45,012[A ]| The floods did rise and all the country drown; 024:45,013[A ]| Men that$6#1$ had souls unswimmable like$4$ mine 024:45,014[A ]| Float as drowned flies do in$4$ a glass of wine. 024:45,015[A ]| Horses and boots were useless, and you know, 024:45,016[A ]| I have no$2$ hanging look; and being so$5#1$ 024:45,017[A ]| Fat, have the art of sinking, I was never 024:45,018[A ]| Bred among the fish, nor ever at \Westminster\, 024:45,019[A ]| Saw any drowned, though you and I both know, 024:45,020[A ]| Some have been used as badly there, and though 024:45,021[A ]| I use the feather it is the other end, 024:45,022[A ]| Not that$6#2$ which$6#1$ me from drowning can defend. 024:45,023[A ]| This work is for$4$ Sailors, not a land Attorney, 024:45,024[A ]| For$3$ it is become a voyage, not a journey. 024:45,025[A ]| And he that$6#1$ goes to$4$ \Exeter\ now from hence, 024:45,026[A ]| From that$6#2$ exploit may very well commence 024:45,027[A ]| A navigator, which$6#1$ to$9$ attempt I fear, 024:45,028[A ]| And thought it safer to$9$ stay drinking here, 024:45,029[A ]| And send you this from him that$6#1$ is far more willing 024:45,030[A ]| To$9$ write ten verses than to$9$ pay one shilling. 024:46,000[' ]| 024:46,000[' ]| <\To his reverend Friend Dr%*S% on his\> 024:46,000[' ]| <\pious and learned book\> 024:46,001[A ]| The times are changed, and the misguided rout 024:46,002[A ]| Now tug to$9$ pull in$5$ what they tumbled out, 024:46,003[A ]| And with like$2$ eagerness. The factious crew, 024:46,004[A ]| Who$6#1$ ruined all, are now exposed to$4$ view: 024:46,005[A ]| Their visor is off, and now we plainly see 024:46,006[A ]| Both what they are, and what they aimed to$9$ be, 024:46,007[A ]| And what they meant to$9$ do to$4$ us and ours, 024:46,008[A ]| If either ours or we were in$4$ their powers. 024:46,009[A ]| That$6#2$ viperous brood of \Levi\ who$6#1$ gnawed through 024:46,010[A ]| Their mothers' bowels, and their Fathers' too, 024:46,011[A ]| To$9$ break a passage to$4$ their lewd designs 024:46,012[A ]| Have found the effects of all their under mines, 024:46,013[A ]| And see themselves out-acted in$4$ their show, 024:46,014[A ]| By$4$ sucking sprouts that$6#1$ out of them did grow. 024:46,015[A ]| They are now out-winked, out-fasted and out-tongued, 024:46,016[A ]| Their Pupils reap those fields, which$6#1$ they had dunged: 024:46,017[A ]| Who$6#1$ split the Church into so$5#1$ many Schisms, 024:46,018[A ]| The zeal of these eats the others' Patriarchisms. 024:46,019[A ]| And Vermin-like they do that$6#2$ corpse devour, 024:46,020[A ]| Whose putrefaction gave them life and power. 024:46,021[A ]| Now they repent (though late) and turn to$4$ you, 024:46,022[A ]| Of the Old Church that$6#1$ is constant, pure and true. 024:46,023[A ]| Thanks to$4$ such lights as you are, who$6#1$ have stayed 024:46,024[A ]| In$4$ that$6#2$ firm truth, from which$6#1$ they fondly strayed, 024:46,025[A ]| Endured reproach, and want, all violent shocks 024:46,026[A ]| Which$6#1$ rolled like$4$ Billows, while you stood like$4$ Rocks, 024:46,027[A ]| Unmoved by$4$ all their fury, kept your ground, 024:46,028[A ]| Fixed as the poles, whiles they kept twirling round. 024:46,029[A ]| Submitted to$4$ all rage, and lost your all, 024:46,030[A ]| Yet never complied with, or bowed knee to$4$ \Baal\. 024:46,031[A ]| You preached for$4$ love of preaching, with desire 024:46,032[A ]| To$9$ instruct, and to$9$ reform, while pay and hire, 024:46,033[A ]| Which$6#1$ made them preach, were taken away from you, 024:46,034[A ]| You still strove on$5$, and led the people through 024:46,035[A ]| That$6#2$ Wilderness of error, into which$6#1$ 024:46,036[A ]| Those \7Ignes*fatui\, tempted by$4$ the itch 024:46,037[A ]| Of Pride and change had led them, when the Times 024:46,038[A ]| Envying your worth, voted your sermons crimes, 024:46,039[A ]| And made it treason to$9$ relieve or hear you, 024:46,040[A ]| And constituted to$9$ affront and jeer you, 024:46,041[A ]| Those Patentees of graces and good livings 024:46,042[A ]| Grown rich with fees, and fat with full thanksgivings, 024:46,043[A ]| Who$6#1$ rolled a stone upon$4$ your mouths for$4$ fear 024:46,044[A ]| Truth would find out a resurrection there: 024:46,045[A ]| Then from the press you piously did show 024:46,046[A ]| What, why, and how, we should believe and know; 024:46,047[A ]| And pray and practice; made it out to$4$ us 024:46,048[A ]| Why our Church-Institutes were these and thus; 024:46,049[A ]| And how we ought to$9$ observe them, so$3$ that$3$ we 024:46,050[A ]| May find them that$6#2$, which$6#1$ of themselves they be; 024:46,051[A ]| Commands and comforts: This Sir we do find 024:46,052[A ]| Performed by$4$ this rare issue of your mind. 024:46,053[A ]| Your pious and your profitable lines, 024:46,054[A ]| Which$6#1$ can not be praised by$4$ such a pen as mine is, 024:46,055[A ]| But must be admired and loved, and you must be 024:46,056[A ]| Forever thanked and honoured too by$4$ me, 024:46,057[A ]| And all that$6#1$ know or read you; since you do 024:46,058[A ]| Supply the pious and the learned too, 024:46,059[A ]| So$5#1$ well, that$3$ both must say, to$4$ you they owe 024:46,060[A ]| What good they practise, and what good they know. 024:47,000[' ]| 024:47,000[' ]| <\To Colonel*Lovelace on his Poems\> 024:47,001[A ]| So$3$ through the Chaos crept the first born ray, 024:47,002[A ]| That$6#1$ was not yet grown up$5$ to$9$ be a day, 024:47,003[A ]| And formed the World; as do your powerful rythmes 024:47,004[A ]| Through the thick darkness of these verseless times, 024:47,005[A ]| These antigenious days, this boisterous age, 024:47,006[A ]| Where there dwells nought of Poetry but rage: 024:47,007[A ]| Just so$5#2$ crept learning forth the ravenous fire 024:47,008[A ]| Of the Schismatic \Goths\, and \Vandals'\ ire: 024:47,009[A ]| As do in$4$ these more barbarous days our times, 024:47,010[A ]| When what was meant for$4$ ruin, but refines. 024:47,011[A ]| Why may not we hope for$4$ Restoration, when 024:47,012[A ]| As ancient Poets Towns, the new raise men, 024:47,013[A ]| The tales of \Orpheus\ and \Amphion\ be 024:47,014[A ]| Both solid truths with this Mythology? 024:47,015[A ]| For$3$ though you make not stones and trees to$9$ move, 024:47,016[A ]| Yet men more senseless you provoke to$4$ love. 024:47,017[A ]| I can not but think, spite of the filth that$6#1$ is hurled 024:47,018[A ]| Over this small Enchiridion of the World, 024:47,019[A ]| A day will$1$ break, when we again may see 024:47,020[A ]| Wits like$4$ themselves, club in$4$ an harmony. 024:47,021[A ]| Though Pulpiteers can not do it, yet it is fit 024:47,022[A ]| Poets have more success, because more wit. 024:47,023[A ]| Their Prose unhinged the State; why may not your verse 024:47,024[A ]| Polish those souls, that$6#1$ were filed rough by$4$ theirs? 024:47,025[A ]| Go on$5$, and prosper; though I want your skill, 024:47,026[A ]| In$4$ weighty matters it is enough to$9$ will$1$. 024:47,027[A ]| And now the Reader looks I should help rear 024:47,028[A ]| Your glories Trophy, else what make I here? 024:47,029[A ]| It is not to$9$ praise you; for$3$ one may as well 024:47,030[A ]| Go tell Committees that$3$ there is an hell, 024:47,031[A ]| Or tell the World there is a Sun, as praise 024:47,032[A ]| Above Envy's reach or flattery's; Ladies love 024:47,034[A ]| To$9$ kiss those accents; who$6#2$ dares disapprove 024:47,035[A ]| What they style good? our lines, our lives, and all, 024:47,036[A ]| By$4$ their opinions either rise or fall: 024:47,037[A ]| Therefore the cause why these are fixed here, 024:47,038[A ]| Is livery-like to$9$ show some great man is near; 024:47,039[A ]| Let them stand bare, and usher, not commend; 024:47,040[A ]| They are not for$4$ Encomiums, but to$9$ attend. 024:48,000[' ]| 024:48,000[' ]| <\To his Friend\ Thomas*Stanley, \Esquire, on his Odes\> 024:48,000[' ]| <\Set and Published by Mr\%*John Gamble> 024:48,001[A ]| \Stanley\ the Darling of \Apollo\, thou 024:48,002[A ]| That$6#1$ makest at once both Verse and Music too; 024:48,003[A ]| So$5#1$ sweet a Master of so$5#1$ sweet a Muse, 024:48,004[A ]| Whom not to$9$ name with honour, were to$9$ abuse. 024:48,005[A ]| How thy words flow! How sweetly do they Chime, 024:48,006[A ]| When thy pure Couplets do embrace in$4$ Rhyme! 024:48,007[A ]| How quick, how lovely, and how full of Sense 024:48,008[A ]| Thy Fancy is, and all that$6#1$ springs from thence! 024:48,009[A ]| Which$6#1$ \Gamble\ has enlivened by$4$ his Art, 024:48,010[A ]| And breathed an Active Soul through every part: 024:48,011[A ]| And so$3$ deduced thy Mind to$4$ us, that$3$ we 024:48,012[A ]| May feast our Ears and Souls with rarity. 024:48,013[A ]| How much to$4$ Thee, how much to$4$ Him we owe, 024:48,014[A ]| We can conceive, but can not make you know; 024:48,015[A ]| Nor have we thanks proportioned to$4$ your worth, 024:48,016[A ]| Thou that$6#1$ didst make, and He that$6#1$ set them forth, 024:48,017[A ]| In$4$ such a lively Dress too, We admire 024:48,018[A ]| What we can not praise, what we can not do, Desire; 024:48,019[A ]| And therefore turn our praises into prayers, 024:48,020[A ]| That$3$ Thou shalt make more such Odes, He more such Airs. 024:49,000[' ]| 024:49,000[' ]| <\On the famous Romance, called\ The*innocent*Impostor> 024:49,001[A ]| It will$1$ be expected now that$3$ I should raise 024:49,002[A ]| Some Monument unto the Author's praise, 024:49,003[A ]| The Works, or the Translators; else I fear, 024:49,004[A ]| The Reader will$1$ wonder, what I do make here. 024:49,005[A ]| It is grown Apocryphal, and by$4$ the Wits 024:49,006[A ]| Quite voted down; Who$6#1$ hold it not befits 024:49,007[A ]| A true-born Fancy, to$4$ the Smithfield-wise 024:49,008[A ]| Put off with Toll and Vouchers; this defies 024:49,009[A ]| Such Crutches; for$3$ it is of so$5#1$ clear a Nature 024:49,010[A ]| It will$1$ pass without the Chaplain's \7Imprimatur\, 024:49,011[A ]| Or our Certificates. Besides I carry 024:49,012[A ]| Such a dislike to$4$ all things Customary, 024:49,013[A ]| I will$1$ cheat all expectation, and will$1$ be 024:49,014[A ]| Thankful to$4$ them, but chiefly unto thee. 024:49,015[A ]| In$4$ these Self-ended times we only do 024:49,016[A ]| Or thank or praise those we are beholding to$4$; 024:49,017[A ]| So$3$ call our Justice Charity, and say 024:49,018[A ]| We do bestow, when we do only pay. 024:49,019[A ]| For$3$ though the work be rare, yet should it be 024:49,020[A ]| Still in$4$ its dress, what had it been to$4$ me? 024:49,021[A ]| And though translated by$4$ this worthy pen, 024:49,022[A ]| If not exposed to$4$ the view of Men, 024:49,023[A ]| I had never seen it perhaps. But since all three 024:49,024[A ]| Have clubbed in$4$ this production, I must be 024:49,025[A ]| Grateful to$4$ all, and to$9$ give all your right, 024:49,026[A ]| Must praise, and love and thank \Bellay, Dod, Wright\. 024:50,000[' ]| 024:50,000[' ]| <\On Dr%*J% his divine Romant\> 024:50,001[A ]| How rare! how truly noble is this design 024:50,002[A ]| To$9$ make us fall in$4$ love with things divine! 024:50,003[A ]| And raise our passions with such pious flames, 024:50,004[A ]| To$9$ court those truths, which$6#1$ lay disguised in$4$ names 024:50,005[A ]| Perplexed and crabbed, and did heretofore 024:50,006[A ]| Lie undiscoverd in$4$ their sullen Ore; 024:50,007[A ]| And seemed unamiable to$4$ the sense, 024:50,008[A ]| Because unattainable but by$4$ the expense 024:50,009[A ]| Of undelightsome labour and much time. 024:50,010[A ]| This new invention expiates the crime, 024:50,011[A ]| Which$6#1$ did too much adhere to$4$ youthful love; 024:50,012[A ]| Directs the soul to$9$ dote on$4$ things above, 024:50,013[A ]| And consecrates the affections to$9$ extend 024:50,014[A ]| Their violent motion to$4$ their proper end. 024:50,015[A ]| The ravished Pulpit which$6#1$ of late was made 024:50,016[A ]| A place, not of instruction but of trade, 024:50,017[A ]| Where Higglers in$4$ Divinity did sell 024:50,018[A ]| Salvation to$4$ us, and made heaven and hell 024:50,019[A ]| At their disposal, and the way to$4$ bliss 024:50,020[A ]| More hard and crabbed than it ought or is; 024:50,021[A ]| And did advance the people or condemn 024:50,022[A ]| To$4$ this or that$6#2$, just as we humoured them; 024:50,023[A ]| Made some those heavenly dishes to$9$ detest 024:50,024[A ]| And loathe, because they so$5#1$ nastily were dressed. 024:50,025[A ]| But this ingenuous Author makes that$6#2$ food 024:50,026[A ]| Delightsome to$4$ the taste as well as good; 024:50,027[A ]| And with such flowers the paths to$4$ virtue strews, 024:50,028[A ]| That$3$ the dull soul to$4$ heaven delighted goes. 024:50,029[A ]| What love, what praise, what great reward is fit 024:50,030[A ]| To$4$ his great worth, who$6#1$ with Celestial wit 024:50,031[A ]| Informs and sanctifies our minds, and brings 024:50,032[A ]| Our souls above these low terrestrial things! 024:50,033[A ]| A crown of Stars must deck his learned brow, 024:50,034[A ]| The laurel garland is too unworthy now. 024:51,000[' ]|
  • 024:51,000[' ]| <\On the loss of a Garrison\> 024:51,001[A ]| Another City lost! Alas poor King! 024:51,002[A ]| Still future griefs from former griefs do spring. 024:51,003[A ]| The World is a seat of change; Kingdoms and Kings 024:51,004[A ]| Though glorious, are but sublunary things. 024:51,005[A ]| Crosses and blessings kiss; there is none that$6#1$ be 024:51,006[A ]| So$5#1$ happy but they meet with misery. 024:51,007[A ]| He that$6#1$ erewhile sat centred to$4$ his Throne, 024:51,008[A ]| And all did homage unto him alone; 024:51,009[A ]| Who$6#1$ did the Sceptre of his power display 024:51,010[A ]| From pole to$4$ pole, while all this rule obey, 024:51,011[A ]| From stair to$4$ stair now tumbles, tumbles down, 024:51,012[A ]| And scarce one pillar doth support his Crown. 024:51,013[A ]| Town after Town are lost, Field after Field, 024:51,014[A ]| This turns, and that$6#2$ perfidiously doth yield: 024:51,015[A ]| He is banded on$4$ the traitorous tongues of those 024:51,016[A ]| That$6#1$ Janus-like, look to$4$ him and his foes. 024:51,017[A ]| In$4$ vain are Bulwarks, and the strongest hold, 024:51,018[A ]| If the besieger's bullets are of gold. 024:51,019[A ]| My soul be not dejected; wouldst thou be 024:51,020[A ]| From present trouble, or from danger free? 024:51,021[A ]| Trust not in$4$ rampires, nor the strength of walls, 024:51,022[A ]| The town that$6#1$ stands today, tomorrow fails. 024:51,023[A ]| Trust not in$4$ Soldiers, though they seem so$5#1$ stout; 024:51,024[A ]| Where sin is within, vain is defence without. 024:51,025[A ]| Trust not in$4$ wealth, for$3$ in$4$ this lawless time 024:51,026[A ]| Where prey is penalty, there wealth is crime. 024:51,027[A ]| Trust not in$4$ strength or courage; we all see 024:51,028[A ]| The weakest oftimes do gain the victory. 024:51,029[A ]| Trust not in$4$ honour, honour is but a blast 024:51,030[A ]| Quickly begun, and but a while doth last. 024:51,031[A ]| They that$6#1$ today to$4$ thee \Hosanna\ cry, 024:51,032[A ]| Tomorrow change their note for$4$ Crucify. 024:51,033[A ]| Trust not in$4$ friends, for$3$ friends will$1$ soon deceive thee, 024:51,034[A ]| They are in$4$ nothing sure, but sure to$9$ leave thee. 024:51,035[A ]| Trust not in$4$ wits; who$6#1$ run from place to$4$ place 024:51,036[A ]| Changing Religion as chance does her face; 024:51,037[A ]| In$4$ spite of cunning, and their strength of brain, 024:51,038[A ]| They are often catched, and all their plots are vain. 024:51,039[A ]| Trust not in$4$ Councils, Potentates, or Kings, 024:51,040[A ]| All are but frail and transitory things. 024:51,041[A ]| Since neither Soldiers, Castles, wealth, or wit 024:51,042[A ]| Can keep off harm from thee, or thee from it: 024:51,043[A ]| Since neither strength nor honour, friends nor Lords, 024:51,044[A ]| Nor Princes, peace or happiness affords, 024:51,045[A ]| Trust thou in$4$ God, ply him with prayers still, 024:51,046[A ]| Be sure of help; for$3$ he both can, and will$1$. 024:52,000[' ]| 024:52,000[' ]| <\Upon the Kings imprisonment\> 024:52,001[A ]| Imprison me you Traitors? must I be 024:52,002[A ]| Your fettered slave, while you are at liberty 024:52,003[A ]| To$9$ usurp my Sceptre, and to$9$ make my power 024:52,004[A ]| Gnaw its own bowels, and itself devour? 024:52,005[A ]| You glorious villains! Treasons that$6#1$ have been 024:52,006[A ]| Done in$4$ all ages, are done over again; 024:52,007[A ]| Expert proficients, that$6#1$ have far out-done 024:52,008[A ]| Your Tutors Presidents, and have out-run 024:52,009[A ]| The practice of all times, whose acts will$1$ be 024:52,010[A ]| Thought Legendary by$4$ Posterity. 024:52,011[A ]| Was it not enough you made me bear the wrong 024:52,012[A ]| Of a rebellious sword, and viperous tongue, 024:52,013[A ]| To$9$ lose my State, my Children, Crown and Wife; 024:52,014[A ]| But must you take my liberty and life? 024:52,015[A ]| Subjects can find no$2$ fortress but their graves, 024:52,016[A ]| When servants sway, and Sovereigns are slaves. 024:52,017[A ]| Because I will$1$ not sign, nor give consent unto 024:52,018[A ]| Those lawless actions that$6#1$ you have done and do, 024:52,019[A ]| Nor yet betray my Subjects, and so$3$ be 024:52,020[A ]| As treacherous to$4$ them, as you to$4$ me; 024:52,021[A ]| Is this the way to$9$ mould me to$4$ your wills, 024:52,022[A ]| To$9$ expiate former crimes, by$4$ greater ills? 024:52,023[A ]| Mistaken fools to$9$ think my soul can be 024:52,024[A ]| Grasped or infringed by$4$ such low things as ye! 024:52,025[A ]| Alas though I am immured, my mind is free, 024:52,026[A ]| I will$1$ make your very gaol my liberty. 024:52,027[A ]| Plot, do your worst, I safely shall deride 024:52,028[A ]| In$4$ my Crowned soul, your base inferior pride, 024:52,029[A ]| And stand unmoved, though all your plagues you bring, 024:52,030[A ]| I will$1$ die a Martyr, or I will$1$ live a King. 024:53,000[' ]| 024:53,000[' ]| <\On the death of\ King*CHARLES> 024:53,001[A ]| How! Dead! nay murdered! not a Comet seen! 024:53,002[A ]| Nor one strange prodigy to$9$ intervene! 024:53,003[A ]| I am satisfied; heaven had no$2$ sight so$5#1$ rare, 024:53,004[A ]| Nor so$5#1$ prodigious as his murderers are, 024:53,005[A ]| Who$6#1$ at this instant had not drawn the air, 024:53,006[A ]| Had they not been preserved by$4$ his funeral prayer. 024:53,007[A ]| And yet who$6#1$ looks aright, may plainly spy 024:53,008[A ]| The Kingdom is to$4$ itself a prodigy; 024:53,009[A ]| The scattered stars have joined themselves in$4$ one, 024:53,010[A ]| And have thrown \Phoebus\ headlong from his throne. 024:53,011[A ]| They would be the sun themselves, and shine, and so$3$ 024:53,012[A ]| By$4$ their joint blaze inflame the world below, 024:53,013[A ]| Which$6#1$ by$4$ imitation does to$4$ a Chaos fall, 024:53,014[A ]| And shake itself to$4$ an Earthquake general. 024:53,015[A ]| And it is the height of miracle that$3$ we 024:53,016[A ]| Live in$4$ these wonders, yet no$2$ wonders see. 024:53,017[A ]| Thus, those that$6#1$ do enjoy a constant day, 024:53,018[A ]| Do scarce take notice of that$6#2$ wondrous ray. 024:53,019[A ]| Nature groaned out her last when he did fall, 024:53,020[A ]| Whose influence gave quickening to$4$ us all. 024:53,021[A ]| His soul was anthemed out in$4$ prayers, and those 024:53,022[A ]| Angelic \Halelujahs\ sung in$4$ prose 024:53,023[A ]| \David\ the second; we no$2$ difference knew 024:53,024[A ]| Between the old \David's\ spirit and the new. 024:53,025[A ]| In$4$ him grave wisdom so$5#2$ with grace combines, 024:53,026[A ]| As \Solomon\ were still in$4$ \David's\ loins. 024:53,027[A ]| And had he lived in$4$ King*David's time, 024:53,028[A ]| He had equalled him in$4$ all things but his crime. 024:53,029[A ]| Now since you are gone, great Prince, this care we will$1$ have, 024:53,030[A ]| Your books shall never find a death or grave; 024:53,031[A ]| By$4$ whose diviner flame, the world must be 024:53,032[A ]| Purged from its dross, and changed to$4$ purity, 024:53,033[A ]| Which$6#1$ neither time nor treason can destroy, 024:53,034[A ]| Nor ignorant Error that$6#1$ is more fell than they. 024:53,035[A ]| A piece like$4$ some rare picture, at remove, 024:53,036[A ]| Shows one side Eagle, and the other Dove. 024:53,037[A ]| Sometimes the Reason in$4$ it soars so$5#1$ high, 024:53,038[A ]| It shows affliction quells not majesty, 024:53,039[A ]| Yet still Crowns, dignity and self denied, 024:53,040[A ]| It helps to$9$ bear up$5$ courage though not pride; 024:53,041[A ]| Trodden humility in$4$ robes of state, 024:53,042[A ]| Meekly despising all the frowns of fate. 024:53,043[A ]| Your Grandsire King that$6#1$ showed what good did flow 024:53,044[A ]| From the tall Cedar to$4$ the shrub below, 024:53,045[A ]| By$4$ violent flame to$4$ ashes though calcined, 024:53,046[A ]| His soul into you we transmigrated find; 024:53,047[A ]| Whose leafs shall like$4$ the \Cybels\ be adored, 024:53,048[A ]| When time shall open each prophetic word: 024:53,049[A ]| And shall like$4$ scripture be the rule of good 024:53,050[A ]| To$4$ those that$6#1$ shall survive the flaming flood: 024:53,051[A ]| Whose syllables are Libraries, and can 024:53,052[A ]| Make a small volume turn a \Vatican\. 024:53,053[A ]| So$3$ the hunted \Bezar\ when he is sure to$9$ die, 024:53,054[A ]| Bequeaths his cordials to$4$ his enemy. 024:53,055[A ]| Rest Royal dust, and thank the storms that$6#1$ drove 024:53,056[A ]| Against their will$0$ you to$4$ your haven above. 024:53,057[A ]| They have but freed you from those waves that$6#1$ curled 024:53,058[A ]| Their bloody power to$9$ drown this boisterous world. 024:53,059[A ]| They have but changed Throne for$4$ throne, and crown for$4$ crown; 024:53,060[A ]| You took a glorious, laid a thorny down. 024:53,061[A ]| You sit among your Peers with Saints and Kings, 024:53,062[A ]| View how we plot for$4$ sublunary things, 024:53,063[A ]| And labour for$4$ our ruin; you did fall 024:53,064[A ]| Just like$4$ our Saviour, for$4$ the sins of all; 024:53,065[A ]| And for$4$ your own; for$3$ in$4$ this impious time 024:53,066[A ]| Virtue is a vice, and piety is a crime. 024:53,067[A ]| The sum of all whose faults being understood, 024:53,068[A ]| Is this, We were too bad, and you too good. 024:54,000[' ]| 024:54,000[' ]| <\On the Kings death\> 024:54,001[A ]| What means this sadness? why does every eye 024:54,002[A ]| Wallow in$4$ tears? what makes the lowering sky 024:54,003[A ]| Look clouded thus with sighs? is it because 024:54,004[A ]| The great Defender of the faith and laws 024:54,005[A ]| Is sacrificed to$4$ the barbarous rage, 024:54,006[A ]| Of those prodigious Monsters of our age? 024:54,007[A ]| A prey to$4$ the insatiate will$0$ of those 024:54,008[A ]| That$6#1$ are the King's and Kingdom's cursed foes? 024:54,009[A ]| It is true there is cause enough each eye should be 024:54,010[A ]| A Torrent, and each man a \Niobe\. 024:54,011[A ]| To$9$ see a wise, just, valiant, temperate man 024:54,012[A ]| Should leave the World, who$6#2$ either will$1$ or can 024:54,013[A ]| Abstain from grief? To$9$ see a Father die, 024:54,014[A ]| And his half-self, and Orphans weeping by$5$: 024:54,015[A ]| To$9$ see a Master die, and leave a State 024:54,016[A ]| Unsettled, and Usurpers gape to$9$ have it. 024:54,017[A ]| To$9$ see a King dissolve to$4$ his mother dust, 024:54,018[A ]| And leave his headless Kingdom to$4$ the lust 024:54,019[A ]| And the ambitious wills of such a rout, 024:54,020[A ]| Which$6#1$ work its end, to$9$ bring their own about, 024:54,021[A ]| It is cause of sorrow; but to$9$ see thee slain, 024:54,022[A ]| Nay murdered too, makes us grieve over again. 024:54,023[A ]| But to$9$ be killed by$4$ Servants, or by$4$ Friends, 024:54,024[A ]| This will$1$ raise such a grief as never ends. 024:54,025[A ]| And yet we find he that$6#1$ was all these things, 024:54,026[A ]| And more, the best of Christians and of Kings, 024:54,027[A ]| Suffered all this and more, whose sufferings stood 024:54,028[A ]| So$5#1$ much more great than these, as he more good. 024:54,029[A ]| Yet it is a vain thing to$9$ lament our loss; 024:54,030[A ]| Continued mourning adds but cross to$4$ cross. 024:54,031[A ]| What is passed can not be recalled; our sadness may 024:54,032[A ]| Drive us to$4$ him, but can not bring him away; 024:54,033[A ]| Nor can a Kingdom's cries re-state the crown 024:54,034[A ]| Upon$4$ his head, which$6#1$ their sins tumbled down. 024:54,035[A ]| Rest then my soul, and be contented in$4$ 024:54,036[A ]| Thy share of sufferings, as well as sin. 024:54,037[A ]| I see no$2$ cause of wonder in$4$ all this, 024:54,038[A ]| But still expect such fruits of wickedness. 024:54,039[A ]| Kings are but Earth refined; and he that$6#1$ wears 024:54,040[A ]| A crown, but loads himself, with griefs and fears. 024:54,041[A ]| The World itself to$4$ its first nothing tends; 024:54,042[A ]| And things that$6#1$ had beginnings, must have ends. 024:54,043[A ]| Those glorious lamps of Heaven, that$6#1$ give us light, 024:54,044[A ]| Must at the last dissolve to$4$ darkness quite. 024:54,045[A ]| If the Celestial Architectures go 024:54,046[A ]| To$4$ Dissolution, so$3$ must earthly too. 024:54,047[A ]| If ruin seize on$4$ the vast frame of nature, 024:54,048[A ]| The little World must imitate the greater. 024:54,049[A ]| I will$1$ put no$2$ trust in$4$ wealth, for$3$ I do see 024:54,050[A ]| Fate can take me from it, or it from me. 024:54,051[A ]| Trust not in$4$ honour, it is but people's cry, 024:54,052[A ]| Who$6#1$ will$1$ soon throw down whatever they mounted high. 024:54,053[A ]| Nor trust in$4$ friends; he that$6#1$ is now hedged about, 024:54,054[A ]| In$4$ time of need can hardly find one out. 024:54,055[A ]| Nor yet in$4$ strength or power; for$3$ sin will$1$ be 024:54,056[A ]| The desolation of my strength in$4$ me. 024:54,057[A ]| Nor yet in$4$ crowns and Kingdoms; who$6#1$ has all, 024:54,058[A ]| Is exposed to$4$ a heavy though a royal fall. 024:54,059[A ]| Nor yet in$4$ wisdom, policy, or wit; 024:54,060[A ]| It can not keep me harmless, or I it. 024:54,061[A ]| He that$6#1$ had all man could attain unto, 024:54,062[A ]| He that$6#1$ did all that$6#1$ wit or power could do, 024:54,063[A ]| Or grace or virtue prompt, could not avoid 024:54,064[A ]| That$6#2$ sad and heavy load our sins have laid 024:54,065[A ]| Upon$4$ his innocent and sacred Heart, but must 024:54,066[A ]| Submit his person to$4$ bold Rebels' lust, 024:54,067[A ]| And their insatiate rage, who$6#1$ did condemn 024:54,068[A ]| And kill him, while he prayed and died for$4$ them. 024:54,069[A ]| Our only trust is in$4$ the King of Kings, 024:54,070[A ]| To$9$ wait with patience the event of things; 024:54,071[A ]| He that$6#1$ permits the Father's tumbling down, 024:54,072[A ]| Can raise, and will$1$, the Son up$5$ to$4$ the crown. 024:54,073[A ]| He that$6#1$ permits those traitors' impious hands 024:54,074[A ]| To$9$ murder his anointed, and his Lands 024:54,075[A ]| To$9$ be usurped, can when he sees it fit, 024:54,076[A ]| Destroy those Monsters which$6#1$ he did permit; 024:54,077[A ]| And by$4$ their headlong and unpitied fall, 024:54,078[A ]| Make the Realms Nuptial of their funeral. 024:54,079[A ]| Meantime that$6#2$ sainted Martyr from his throne, 024:54,080[A ]| Sees how these laugh, and his good subjects groan; 024:54,081[A ]| And hugs his blessed change, whereby he is 024:54,082[A ]| Robed into a crown, and murdered into bliss. 024:55,000[' ]| 024:55,000[' ]| <\A funeral Elegy on Mr%*Aubrey\> 024:55,001[A ]| Gone are those Halcyon days, when men did dare 024:55,002[A ]| Do good, for$4$ love undrawn by$4$ gain or fear; 024:55,003[A ]| Gone are our Heroes whose vast souls did hate 024:55,004[A ]| Vice, though it were clothed in$4$ sanctity or state; 024:55,005[A ]| Gone is our \Awbrey\ who$6#1$ did then take his time 024:55,006[A ]| To$9$ die, when worthy men thought life a crime. 024:55,007[A ]| One whose pure soul with nobleness was filled, 024:55,008[A ]| And scorned to$9$ live when peace and truth were killed. 024:55,009[A ]| One, who$6#1$ was worthy by$4$ descent and birth, 024:55,010[A ]| Yet would not live a burden on$4$ the earth, 024:55,011[A ]| Nor draw his honour from his grandsire's name, 024:55,012[A ]| Unless his progeny might do the same. 024:55,013[A ]| No$2$ gilded \Mammon\, yet had enough to$9$ spend, 024:55,014[A ]| To$9$ feed the poor, and entertain his friend. 024:55,015[A ]| No$2$ gaping Miser whose desire was more 024:55,016[A ]| To$9$ enrich himself, by$4$ making his neighbour poor, 024:55,017[A ]| Than to$9$ lay out himself, his wealth and health, 024:55,018[A ]| To$9$ buy his Country's good and Common-wealth. 024:55,019[A ]| Religion was his great delight and joy, 024:55,020[A ]| Not as it is now to$9$ plunder and destroy; 024:55,021[A ]| He leaned on$4$ those two pillars faith and reason, 024:55,022[A ]| Not false Hypocrisy, nor headlong treason. 024:55,023[A ]| His piety was with him bred and grown; 024:55,024[A ]| He would build ten Churches, before he would pull down one. 024:55,025[A ]| Constant to$4$ his principles; and though the times 024:55,026[A ]| Made his worth sin, and his pure virtues crimes, 024:55,027[A ]| He stood unmoved spite of all troubles hurled, 024:55,028[A ]| And durst support but not turn with the World. 024:55,029[A ]| Called to$4$ the Magistracy, he appeared 024:55,030[A ]| One that$6#1$ desired more to$9$ be loved than feared; 024:55,031[A ]| Justice and Mercy in$4$ him mingled so$5#2$, 024:55,032[A ]| That$3$ this flew not too high, nor that$6#2$ too low: 024:55,033[A ]| His mind could not be carved worse or better, 024:55,034[A ]| By$4$ mean men's flattery, nor by$4$ great men's letter: 024:55,035[A ]| Nor swayed by$4$ Bribes, though proffered in$4$ the dark, 024:55,036[A ]| He scorned to$9$ be half Justice and half Clerk; 024:55,037[A ]| But all his distributions evenly ran, 024:55,038[A ]| Both to$4$ the Peasant and the Gentleman. 024:55,039[A ]| He did what nature had designed him to$9$ 024:55,040[A ]| In$4$ his due time, while he had strength to$9$ do. 024:55,041[A ]| And when decay and age did once draw nigh, 024:55,042[A ]| He had nothing left to$9$ do but only die. 024:55,043[A ]| And when he felt his strength and youth decline, 024:55,044[A ]| His body's loss strengthened his soul's design: 024:55,045[A ]| And as the one did by$4$ degrees decay, 024:55,046[A ]| The other ran swifter up$4$ the milky way. 024:55,047[A ]| Freed from those sicknesses that$6#1$ are the pages 024:55,048[A ]| Attending Nature's sad decay and ages, 024:55,049[A ]| His spotless soul did from his body fly, 024:55,050[A ]| And hover in$4$ the heavenly Galaxy, 024:55,051[A ]| Whence he looks down, and lets the living see, 024:55,052[A ]| What he was once, and what we ought to$9$ be. 024:56,000[' ]| 024:56,000[' ]| <\Upon the death of that Reverend and\> 024:56,000[' ]| <\learned Divine, Mr%*Josias*Shute\> 024:56,001[A ]| Tush, tush! he is not dead; I lately spied 024:56,002[A ]| One smile at his first-born Son's birth; and a bride 024:56,003[A ]| Into her heart did entertain delight 024:56,004[A ]| At the approach of her wished wedding night. 024:56,005[A ]| All which$6#1$ delights (if he were dead) would turn 024:56,006[A ]| To$4$ grief; yea mirth itself be forced to$9$ mourn. 024:56,007[A ]| Inspired Poets would forget to$9$ laugh, 024:56,008[A ]| And write at once his and Mirth's Epitaph. 024:56,009[A ]| Sighs would engross our breath, there would appear 024:56,010[A ]| Anthems of joy, limbecked into a tear: 024:56,011[A ]| Each face would be his death-bed; in$4$ each eye 024:56,012[A ]| It were easy then to$9$ read his Elegy; 024:56,013[A ]| Each soul would be close mourner, each tongue tell 024:56,014[A ]| Stories pricked out to$4$ the tune of the passing bell; 024:56,015[A ]| The World redrowned in$4$ tears, each heart would be 024:56,016[A ]| A marble stone, each stone a \Niobe\. 024:56,017[A ]| But he alas is gone, nor do we know 024:56,018[A ]| To$9$ pay for$4$ loss of him deserving woe; 024:56,019[A ]| Like$4$ Bankrupts in$4$ our grief, because we may 024:56,020[A ]| Not half we owe him, give, we will$1$ nothing pay. 024:56,021[A ]| For$3$ should our tears like$4$ the Ocean issue forth, 024:56,022[A ]| They could not swell adequate to$4$ his worth: 024:56,023[A ]| So$5#1$ far his worth is above our knowledge that$3$ 024:56,024[A ]| We only know we have lost, we know not what. 024:56,025[A ]| The mourning Heaven, beholding such a dearth 024:56,026[A ]| Of ears, showers rain to$9$ liquefy the earth, 024:56,027[A ]| That$3$ we may see from its adulterate womb, 024:56,028[A ]| If it be possible, a second come. 024:56,029[A ]| Till then it is our unhappiness, we can not 024:56,030[A ]| Know what good dwelt in$4$ him, but by$4$ the want. 024:56,031[A ]| He was no$2$ whirligig Lecturer of the times, 024:56,032[A ]| That$6#1$ from a heel-block to$4$ a pulpit climbs, 024:56,033[A ]| And there such stuff among their Audience break, 024:56,034[A ]| They seem to$9$ have mouth, and words, yet can not speak. 024:56,035[A ]| Nor such as into pasquill-pulpits come 024:56,036[A ]| With thundering nonsense, but to$9$ beat the drum 024:56,037[A ]| To$4$ civil wars, whose texts and doctrines run 024:56,038[A ]| As if they were of the separation; 024:56,039[A ]| And by$4$ their spiritual law have married been 024:56,040[A ]| Without a ring, because they were no$2$ kin. 024:56,041[A ]| Knowledge and zeal in$4$ him so$5#1$ sweetly met, 024:56,042[A ]| His pulpit seemed a second \Oliver\, 024:56,043[A ]| Where from his lips he would deliver things 024:56,044[A ]| As though some Seraphin had clapped his wings. 024:56,045[A ]| His painful sermons were so$5#1$ neatly dressed, 024:56,046[A ]| As if an Anthem were in$4$ prose expressed; 024:56,047[A ]| Divinity and Art were so$5#1$ united, 024:56,048[A ]| As if in$4$ him both were Hermaphrodited. 024:56,049[A ]| Oh what an excellent Surgeon has he been 024:56,050[A ]| To$9$ set a conscience (out of joint by$4$ sin) 024:56,051[A ]| He at one blow could wound and heal; we all 024:56,052[A ]| Wondered to$9$ see a purge a cordial. 024:56,053[A ]| His Manna-breathing sermons often have 024:56,054[A ]| Given all our good thoughts life, our bad a grave. 024:56,055[A ]| \Satan\, and \Sin\, were never more put to$4$ it 024:56,056[A ]| Than when they met with their still-conquering \Shute\. 024:56,057[A ]| His life was the use of his doctrine; so$3$ it was known 024:56,058[A ]| That$3$ \Shute\, and Saint, were convertible grown: 024:56,059[A ]| He did live Sermons; the profane were vexed 024:56,060[A ]| To$9$ see his actions comments on$4$ his text. 024:56,061[A ]| So$5#1$ imitable his virtues did appear 024:56,062[A ]| As if each place to$4$ him a pulpit were. 024:56,063[A ]| He was himself a Synod, ours had been 024:56,064[A ]| Void (had he lived) or but an idle din. 024:56,065[A ]| His presence so$5#1$ divine, that$3$ Heaven might be 024:56,066[A ]| (If it were possible) more Heavenly. 024:56,067[A ]| And now we well perceive with what intent 024:56,068[A ]| Death made his soul become non-resident. 024:56,069[A ]| It was to$9$ make him (such honours to$4$ him given) 024:56,070[A ]| Regius Professor to$4$ the King of Heaven. 024:56,071[A ]| By$4$ whom he is prelated above the skies, 024:56,072[A ]| And the whole World is his See to$9$ Episcopize; 024:56,073[A ]| So$3$ that$3$ (methinks) one star more doth appear 024:56,074[A ]| In$4$ our Horizon since his being there; 024:56,075[A ]| Death is grown tyrannical by$4$ imitation 024:56,076[A ]| Because he was learned by$4$ a sequestration 024:56,077[A ]| He took his living; but for$4$ his benefice 024:56,078[A ]| He is rewarded with eternal bliss. 024:56,079[A ]| Let us all prepare to$9$ follow him, for$3$ he is 024:56,080[A ]| But gone to$4$ Glory's school, to$9$ take degrees. 024:57,000[' ]| 024:57,000[' ]| <\To the memory of Doctor Hearn, who\> 024:57,000[' ]| <\dyed September 15. 1644\> 024:57,001[A ]| Sad Spectacle of grief! how frail is Man! 024:57,002[A ]| Whose self is a bubble, and his life a span! 024:57,003[A ]| Whose breath is like$4$ a careering shade, whose sun 024:57,004[A ]| Begins to$9$ set, when it begins to$9$ run. 024:57,005[A ]| Lo this Man's sun sets in$4$ the Meridian, 024:57,006[A ]| And this man's sun, speaks him the son of Man. 024:57,007[A ]| Among the rest that$6#1$ come to$9$ sacrifice 024:57,008[A ]| To$4$ his memory the torrents of their eyes, 024:57,009[A ]| I though a stranger, and though none of those 024:57,010[A ]| That$6#1$ weep in$4$ rythme, though I oft mourn in$4$ prose, 024:57,011[A ]| Sigh out some grief, and my big-bellied eyes 024:57,012[A ]| Long for$4$ delivery at his obsequies. 024:57,013[A ]| For$3$ he that$6#1$ writes but truth of him, will$1$ be, 024:57,014[A ]| Though without art, slandered with poetry. 024:57,015[A ]| And they that$6#1$ praise him right in$4$ prose or verse, 024:57,016[A ]| Will$1$ by$4$ the most be thought Idolaters. 024:57,017[A ]| Men are so$5#1$ incredulous; and yet there is none 024:57,018[A ]| Can write his worth in$4$ verse, but in$4$ his own. 024:57,019[A ]| He needs no$2$ other monument of fame, 024:57,020[A ]| But his own actions, to$9$ blaze out his name. 024:57,021[A ]| He was a glory to$4$ the doctor's gown, 024:57,022[A ]| Help to$4$ his Friends, his County and his Town. 024:57,023[A ]| The \Atlas\ of our health, who$6#1$ oft did groan 024:57,024[A ]| For$4$ others' sickness, before he felt his own. 024:57,025[A ]| \Hippocrates\, and \Galen\, in$4$ his brain 024:57,026[A ]| Met as in$4$ \Gemini\; it did contain 024:57,027[A ]| A library of skill, a panoply, 024:57,028[A ]| A Magazine of ingenuity. 024:57,029[A ]| With every Art his brain so$5#1$ well was mated, 024:57,030[A ]| As if his fancy had been calculated 024:57,031[A ]| For$4$ that$6#2$ Meridian; he none would follow 024:57,032[A ]| But was in$4$ skill the Brittanish \Apollo\. 024:57,033[A ]| His Patients grow impatient, and the fears 024:57,034[A ]| Of death, limbecked their bodies into tears. 024:57,035[A ]| The widowed Muses do lament his death; 024:57,036[A ]| Those that$6#1$ wrote mirth, do now retract their breath, 024:57,037[A ]| And breathe their souls in$4$ sighs; each strives to$9$ be 024:57,038[A ]| No$2$ more \Thalia\, but \Melpomene\. 024:57,039[A ]| He stood a Champion in$4$ defence of health, 024:57,040[A ]| And was a terror to$4$ death's Common-wealth. 024:57,041[A ]| His \Esculapian\ art revoked their breath, 024:57,042[A ]| And often gave a non-suit unto death. 024:57,043[A ]| Now we have a rout, death killed our General, 024:57,044[A ]| Our griefs break forth, grow Epidemical. 024:57,045[A ]| Now we must lay down arms, and Captives turn 024:57,046[A ]| To$4$ death; man has no$2$ rampire but an urn. 024:57,047[A ]| In$4$ him death gets an University; a 024:57,048[A ]| Happy the bodies that$6#1$ so$5#1$ near him lie, 024:57,049[A ]| To$9$ hear his worth and wit, it is now no$2$ fear 024:57,050[A ]| To$9$ die, because we meet a \Hearne\ there. 024:57,051[A ]| Earth-quakes, and Comets usher great men's fall, 024:57,052[A ]| At his we have an Earth-quake General; 024:57,053[A ]| The ambitious valleys do begin to$9$ aspire, 024:57,054[A ]| And would confront the Mountains, nay be higher; 024:57,055[A ]| Inferior orbs aspire, and do disdain 024:57,056[A ]| Our \Sol\; each Bear would ride in$4$ \Charles\ his wain. 024:57,057[A ]| Our Moon is eclipsed, and the Occidental Sun 024:57,058[A ]| Fights with old \Aries\ for$4$ his Horizon. 024:57,059[A ]| Each petty star gets horses, and would be 024:57,060[A ]| All \Sol's\, and join to$9$ make a prodigy. 024:57,061[A ]| All things are out of course, which$6#1$ could not be, 024:57,062[A ]| But that$3$ we should some eminent death foresee. 024:57,063[A ]| Yet let us not think him dead who$6#1$ never shall die, 024:57,064[A ]| Till time be gulfed in$4$ vast eternity. 024:57,065[A ]| It is but his shadow that$6#1$ is passed away; 024:57,066[A ]| While he is eclipsed in$4$ earth, another day 024:57,067[A ]| His better part shall pierce the skies, and shine 024:57,068[A ]| In$4$ glory above the Heavens Crystalline. 024:57,069[A ]| He is but freed from troubles that$6#1$ are hurled 024:57,070[A ]| Upon$4$ this small Enchiridion of the World. 024:57,071[A ]| We could not understand him, he is gone higher 024:57,072[A ]| To$9$ read a Lecture to$4$ an Angels' Quire. 024:57,073[A ]| He is advanced up$4$ a higher storey, 024:57,074[A ]| To$9$ take his degrees in$4$ the upper form of glory. 024:57,075[A ]| He is our Prodrome, gone before us whether 024:57,076[A ]| We all must go, though all go not together: 024:57,077[A ]| Dust will$1$ dissolve to$4$ dust, to$4$ earth; earth are all men; 024:57,078[A ]| And must all die, none knows how, where, nor when. 024:58,000[' ]| 024:58,000[' ]| <\An Elegy on the death of his Schoolmaster.\> 024:58,000[' ]| <\Mr%*W%*H%\> 024:58,001[A ]| Must he die thus? has an eternal sleep 024:58,002[A ]| Seized on$4$ each muse that$3$ it can not sing nor weep? 024:58,003[A ]| Had he no$2$ friends? no$2$ merits? or no$2$ purse 024:58,004[A ]| To$9$ purchase mourning? or had he that$6#2$ curse 024:58,005[A ]| Which$6#1$ has the scraping worldling still frequented, 024:58,006[A ]| To$9$ live unloved and perish unlamented? 024:58,007[A ]| No$7$; none of these; but in$4$ this \Atlas\ fall 024:58,008[A ]| Learning for$4$ present found its funeral. 024:58,009[A ]| Nor was it for$4$ want of grief, but scope and vent; 024:58,010[A ]| Not sullenness, but deep astonishment; 024:58,011[A ]| Small griefs are soon wept out; but great ones come 024:58,012[A ]| With bulk, and strike the straight lamenters dumb. 024:58,013[A ]| This was the schoolmaster that$6#1$ did derive 024:58,014[A ]| From parts and piety's prerogative, 024:58,015[A ]| The glory of that$6#2$ good, but painful art; 024:58,016[A ]| Who$6#1$ had high learning yet an humble heart. 024:58,017[A ]| The \Drake\ of Grammar learning, whose great pain 024:58,018[A ]| Circled that$6#2$ globe, and made that$6#2$ voyage plain. 024:58,019[A ]| Time was, when the artless pedagogue did stand 024:58,020[A ]| With his vimineous sceptre in$4$ his hand, 024:58,021[A ]| Raging like$4$ \Bajazet\ over the tugging fry, 024:58,022[A ]| Who$6#1$ though unhorsed were not of the infantry; 024:58,023[A ]| Applying like$4$ a glister, \7hic 7haec 7hoc\, 024:58,024[A ]| Till the poor Lad is beat to$4$ a whipping block; 024:58,025[A ]| And schooled so$5#1$ long to$9$ know a Verb and Noun, 024:58,026[A ]| Till each had \7Propria*maribus\ of his own: 024:58,027[A ]| As if not fit to$9$ learn \7As*in*praesenti\, 024:58,028[A ]| But legally, when they were one and twenty. 024:58,029[A ]| Those few that$6#1$ went to$4$ the Universities then, 024:58,030[A ]| Went with deliberation, and were men 024:58,031[A ]| Nor were our Academies in$4$ those days 024:58,032[A ]| Filled with chuck-farthing Bachelors and boys, 024:58,033[A ]| But scholars with more beard and age went hence, 024:58,034[A ]| Than our new lapwing-Lecturers skip from thence. 024:58,035[A ]| By$4$ his industrious labour now we see 024:58,036[A ]| Boys coated borne to$4$ the University, 024:58,037[A ]| Who$6#1$ sucked in$5$ \Latin\, and did scorn to$9$ seek 024:58,038[A ]| Their scourge and top in$4$ \English\ but in$4$ \Greek\. 024:58,039[A ]| \Hebrew\ the general puzzler of the old heads, 024:58,040[A ]| Which$6#1$ the grey dunce with pricks and comments reads, 024:58,041[A ]| And dubs himself a scholar by$4$ it, grew 024:58,042[A ]| As natural to$4$ him as if he had been a Jew. 024:58,043[A ]| But above all he timely did inspire 024:58,044[A ]| His Scholars' breasts with an ethereal fire. 024:58,045[A ]| And sanctified their early learning so$5#2$, 024:58,046[A ]| That$3$ they in$4$ grace, as they in$4$ wit did grow: 024:58,047[A ]| Yet neither his grace nor learning could defend him 024:58,048[A ]| From that$6#2$ mortality that$6#1$ did attend him; 024:58,049[A ]| Nor can there now be any difference known, 024:58,050[A ]| Between his learned bones and those with none. 024:58,051[A ]| For$3$ that$6#2$ grand Leveller death hurls to$4$ one place 024:58,052[A ]| Rich, poor, wise, foolish, noble and the base. 024:58,053[A ]| This only is our comfort and defence, 024:58,054[A ]| He was not immaturely ravished hence. 024:58,055[A ]| But to$4$ our benefit, and to$4$ his own 024:58,056[A ]| Undying fame and honour, let alone 024:58,057[A ]| Till he had finished what he was to$9$ do, 024:58,058[A ]| Then naturally split himself in$4$ two. 024:58,059[A ]| And that$6#2$ is one cause he had so$5#1$ few moist eyes, 024:58,060[A ]| He made men learned, and that$6#2$ made them wise, 024:58,061[A ]| And overrule their passions, since they see 024:58,062[A ]| Tears would but show their own infirmity. 024:58,063[A ]| And it is but loving madness to$9$ deplore 024:58,064[A ]| The fate of him, that$6#1$ shall be seen no$2$ more. 024:58,065[A ]| But only I cropped in$4$ my tender years, 024:58,066[A ]| Without a tongue, or wit, but sighs and tears; 024:58,067[A ]| And yet I come to$9$ offer what is mine, 024:58,068[A ]| An immolation to$4$ his honoured shrine; 024:58,069[A ]| And retribute what he conferred on$4$ me, 024:58,070[A ]| Either to$4$ his person or his memory. 024:58,071[A ]| Rest pious soul and let that$6#2$ happy grave 024:58,072[A ]| That$6#1$ is entrusted with thy Relics have 024:58,073[A ]| This just inscription, that$3$ it holds the dust 024:58,074[A ]| Of one that$6#1$ was Wise, Learned, Pious, Just. 024:59,000[' ]| 024:59,000[' ]| <\An Epitaph\> 024:59,001[A ]| If beauty, birth, or friends, or virtue could 024:59,002[A ]| Preserve from putrefaction flesh and blood, 024:59,003[A ]| This Lady had still lived; who$6#1$ had all those, 024:59,004[A ]| And all that$6#1$ Nature, Art or Grace bestows. 024:59,005[A ]| But death regards not bad or good; 024:59,006[A ]| All that$6#1$ is mortal is his food. 024:59,007[A ]| Only here our comfort lies, 024:59,008[A ]| Though death does all sorts confound, 024:59,009[A ]| Her better part surmounts the skies, 024:59,010[A ]| While her body sleeps in$4$ the ground. 024:59,011[A ]| Her soul returns to$4$ God, from whom it came, 024:59,012[A ]| And her great virtues do embalm her name. 024:60,000[' ]| 024:60,000[' ]| <\An Epitaph upon Mrs%*G%\> 024:60,001[A ]| Whoever knows or hears whose sacred bones 024:60,002[A ]| Rest here within these monumental stones, 024:60,003[A ]| How dear a mother and how sweet a wife, 024:60,004[A ]| If he has bowels, can not for$4$ his life 024:60,005[A ]| But on$4$ her ashes must some tears distil, 024:60,006[A ]| For$3$ if men will$1$ not weep, this marble will$1$.