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Hell in an uproar occasioned by a scuffle that happened between the lawyers and the physicians, for superiority. A satyr.
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Burridge, Richard, b. 1670.
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HELL in an Uproar Occasioned by A SCUFFLE That happened between the LAWYERS And the PHYSICIANS FOR SUPERIORITY A SATYR LONDON Printed for S. Cook and are to be Sold by most Booksellers in London and Westminster MDCC Hell in an Uproar Occasioned by A SCUFFLE That happened between the Physicians and the Lawyers c. IT was when Day had spun her Silver Thread And was withdrawn to rest her shining Head In those dark Caverns where refulgent Light Is conquer'd by the blackness of the Night And ev'ry Mortal which is weary goes To rest him in the Arms of soft Repose That I laid on a downy Bed till Thought By Morpheus was to unthinking brought I mean the ever wakeful part my Soul From the confinement of the body Stole To View those places which could not be Ey'd Whilst I was in a carnal Prison ty'd Now like those men whom flashes of false fire Delude to ramble through Brakes Ponds and Mire Thick Woods and Copses over Hill and Dale But leave them when the Day pulls off her Vail Of darkness to Guild all the Earth with Light Some Miles from home in a perplexed Fright I follow'd Fancy wheresoere it went To give my Curiosity content Over high Mountains Rivers Capes and Bays Through Deserts Wildernesses over Seas But having viewed all the Surface side Of this vast Globe I was resolv'd to Ride Into the Bowels of the Earth to spy What Secrets in her Pregnant Womb did lie There Search'd I Crannies Mines each hollow Rock Nature's great Cabinet I did unlock To ramble in the Intrails of the Sea And all the Bounds of Neptune's Sov'raignty There Syrens on soft Beds of Sand were laid And Tritons under Coral-Arbours play'd Most monstrous Fish went rolling through the Waves And Ships lay rotting in those deepless Graves Then rov'd I to a Land which joyns to Hell Where as I was informed Death did dwell It 's barren cold depopulated dark No light I saw but what flew from the Spark Of Torches or the Flames of funeral Piles Still us'd by Indians in the Eastern Isles Or from some Lamp which commonly doth Burn For many Ages in a hidden Vrn No Mortal Creature dwelt within his bounds But nasty Worms which made polluted Wounds In stinking Flesh and putrified Blood Which there lay Tainting ever since the Flood And in the midst of this most dismal Land The Court of Nature's Slaughter Man doth stand Whose Palace is hung inside and without With Agues Dropsies Chollicks Palsies Gout In fine with Cancers Ruptures Vlcer's Pox And all the Plagues of Curst Pandora's Box There on a Throne rais'd on a high ascent Of some great King 's Sepulchral Monument Death Hell's Purveyor sate in Royal State Grinning at Man's most Miserable Fate Crowned with Wrath he for his Scepter bore An Iron Dart that Reakt with humane Gore His Robes were made of Linnen Cloth in which The Romans Burnt the Bodies of the Rich To send their Souls to Heaven sooner were Dy'd crimson Lined through with wasting Care Dispairing sorrows Anguish furr'd with Fears His Crown was Studded with relenting Tears Which Wives for Husbands Shed Men for their Wives Children for Parents Maids for Sweethearts lives All those who waited on this King of Dread Were Fairies and the Manes of the dead And direful Hobgoblins which delight To ramble in the Dismal shades of Night In Meadows Charnel-Houses and Church-Yards To frighten Pavidmen these are the Guards Which go before the Harbingers of Hell Who on a Pale-Horse rides abroad to Kill Being Surprized at the Wretched Sight I view'd on all sides of this Land of Night Between Resolves and Doubts I could not tell Whether I 'd best come back or go for Hell At length Heart Prompting me to see the Place Swiftness was added to my former Pace I reached presently the Stygian Strand Where sacred Hermes with his opiate Wand Was stepping into Charon's Boat with Souls Whose Mittimus was to those blazing Goals Of Pluto spying me his List he read To see if I belonged to the Dead But finding I was only crept away For Pleasure from Receptacles of Clay His Courtisy bade me step in the Boat And promis'd that he 'd see me safely out Again on Earth by vertue of his Charms He 'd shew me Hell and keep me from her Charms Thanking the God for his great Favour I Step'd in amongst the rest and Instantly The Oars with thick-fetch'd Strokes conveyed us Ashore where the three-headed Cerberus Barked with such a Shril resounding Yell That it Alarumed the Watch of Hell Who came to see what Souls were coming in The place were Sinners ever stay for Sin Now being enter'd the Infernal Gates I saw to my Amaze the Ghastful Fates On Convex mounts of Ice deep Sulphrous Lakes Where Furies with their Hairs of Hissing Snakes Tortur'd condemned Ghosts with Rods of Fire Plung'd 'em in Surges of Eternal Ire Others in concave Rocks were Chain'd which Waves Of boyling Brimstone dasht against some Slaves Of Terrors Skriekt to see the Gulf which lies Between their Torments and eternal Joys There Conscience flew about in dreadful Shapes To Frighten all the Damn'd for none escapes The wrath of God I roved then through Dens Of Horrour nitrous Gullies gloomy Fenns There 's not a Rock but what was fill'd with fears Sighs Screeches Vengeance Frights and briny Tears Which Scorched Tongues wou'd Lap but can't they ly On killing Miseries yet never die I to Amazement saw some Damned broyl On Flakes of divine Vengeance others boyl In Surges of destructive Pitch and Lead The more they Roar'd the more their Torments bred Some tumbling through the deep Abyss but found No bottom then to fresher Pains rebound Devils for Madness of the overthrow Which makes 'em walk on Pavements which do Glow Much hotter than consuming Aetna where Great Pumice-Stones do Scorch the limpid Air And from her burning Bowels Flames are tost Till Fields are in the midst of fire Lost On some their Fury Wreak which dire sights Did fill my Innocence with bitter Frights Soaring through gleaming Airs where Daemons rule My progress was prevented at a Pool The vast Extent of which did seem to lie Beyond the Verge of deep Eternity To tell the height the Sulph'rous Waves did rise It is impossible the lofty Skies Shew not so high from Earth as they did Flounce On Billows which so Terrible did bounce As if the Magazines of Thunder were At once discharg'd to rend the liquid Air. No Souls was Tortur'd there and asking why I was inform'd the Damned when they Lye Felt not the pains they must feel that 's the place Where Souls shall suffer Pains in full none Trace Not Pluto King of Hell himself that way Of burning Horrours till the judgment Day Upon the Banks of that Eye frightning Shore Where Wrath and Plagues will be encreased more On Tortur'd Ghosts which never will consume Reside the Regents of eternal Gloom Perplext as well as those which Humane were In Tortures