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A30743
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Hudibras written in the time of the late wars.
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Butler, Samuel, 1612-1680.
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1663
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Wing B6296; ESTC R7750
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's enough And now go on where we left off They rode but Authors having not Determin'd whether Pace or Trot That is to say whether Tollutation As they do tearm 't or Succussation We leave it and go on as now Suppose they did no matter how Yet some from subtle hints have got Mysterious light it was a Trot. But let that pass they now begun To spur their living Engines on For as whipp'd Tops and bandy'd Balls The learned hold are Animals So Horses they affirm to be Mere Engines made by Geometry And were invented first from Engins As Indian Britans were from Penguins So let them be and as I was saying They their live Engines ply'd not staying Untill they reach'd the fatal champain Which th' Enemy did then incamp on The dire Pharsalian Plain where Battel Was to be wag'd 'twixt puissant Cattel And fierce Auxiliary men That came to aid their Brethren Who now began to draw in field As Knight from ridge of Steed beheld For as our modern wits behold Mounted a Pick-back on the Old Much further off much further he From off his aged Beast could see Yet not sufficient to descry All postures of the enemy Wherefore he bids the Squire ride further T' observe their numbers and their order That when their motions he had known He might know how to fit his own Meanwhile he stopp'd his willing Steed To fit himself for martial deed Both kinds of mettle he prepar'd Either to give blows or to ward Courage and steel both of great force Prepar'd for better or for worse His Death-charg'd Pistols be did fit well Drawn out from life-preserving vittle These being prim'd with force he labour'd To free sword from retentive Scabbard And after many a painful pluck From rusty durance he bayl'd Tuck Then shook himself to see that Prowess In Scabbard of his Arms sate loose And rais'd upon his desperate foot On stirrup side he gaz'd about Portending Bloud like Blazing Star The Beacon of approaching War Ralpho rode on with no lesse speed Then Hugo in the Forrest did But with a great deal more return'd For now the Foe he had discern'd Rang'd as to him they did appear With Van main Battel Wings and Rear In th' head of all this Warlike Rabble Crowdero march'd expert and able Instead of Trumpet and of Drum That makes the Warrier's stomach come Whose noise whets Valour sharp like Beer By thunder turn'd to Vineger For if a Trumpet sound or Drum beat Who has not a 〈◊〉 mind to combat A squeaking Engine he apply'd Unto his neck on North-east side Just where the Hangman does dispose To special friends the Knot of Noose For 't is great Grace when Statesmen straight Dispatch a friend let others wait His warped Ear hung o're the strings Which was but Souce to Chitterlings For Guts some write e're they are sodden Are fit for Musick or for Pudden From whence men borrow ev'ry kind Of Minstrelsy by string or wind His grizly Beard was long and thick With which he strung his Fiddle-stick For he to Horse-tail scorn'd to owe For what on his own chin did grow Chiron the four-legg'd Bard had both A Beard and Tail of his own growth And yet by Authors 't is averr'd He made use onely of his Beard In Stassordshire where Vertuous worch Does raise the Minstrelsy not Birth Where Bulls do chuse the boldest King And Ruler o're the men of string 〈◊〉 once in Persia 't is said Kings were proclaim'd by a Horse that neigh'd He bravely vent'ring at a Crown By chance of War was beaten down And wounded sore his Leg then broke Had got a Deputy of Oke For when a shin in fight is cropt The knee with one of timoer's propt Esteem'd more honourable then the other And takes place though the younger Brother Next follow'd Orsin famous for Wise Conduct and successe in War A skilfull Leader stout severe Now Marshall to the Champion Bear With Truncheon tipp'd with Iron-head The Warrior to the lists he led With solemn march and stately pace But far more grave and solemn face Grave as the Emperour of Pegu Or Spanish Potentate Don Diego This Leader was of knowledge great Either for Charge or for Retreat He knew when to fall on pell-mell To fall back and retreat as well So Lawyers lest the Bear Defendant And Plaintiff Dog should make an end on 't Do stave and tail with Writs of Error Reverse of Judgement and Demurrer To let them breath a while and then Cry whoop and set them on agen As Romuius a Wolf did rear So he was dry-nurs'd by a Bear That fed him with the purchas'd prey Of many a fierce and bloody fray Bred up where Discipline most rare is In Military Garden-Paris For Souldiers heretofore did grow In Gardens just as Weeds to now Until some splay foot Politicians T' Apollo offer'd up Petitions For licensing a new invention Th' had found out of an antique engine To root out all the Weeds that grow In Publick Garden at a blow And leave th' Herbs standing Quoth Sir Sun My friends that is not to be done Not done quoth Statesmen yes an 't please ye When 't is once known you 'l say 'c is easie Why then let 's know it quoth Apollo We 'l beat a Drum and they 'l all follow A Drum quoth Phoebus troth that 's true A pretty invention quaint and new But though of Voice and Instrument We are the undoubted President We such loud Musick do not profess The Devil's Master of that office Where it must pass if 't be a Drum He 'l sign it with Cler. Parl. Dom. Com. To him apply your selves and he Will soon dispatch you for his fee. They did so but it prov'd so ill Th' had better have let them grow there still But to resume what we discoursing Were on before that is stout Orsin That which so oft by sundry Writers Has been apply'd t' almost all fighters More justly may be ascrib'd to this Then any other Warriour viz. None ever acted both parts bolder Both of a Chieftain and a Souldier He was of great descent and high For Splendor and Antiquity And from Celestial origine Deriv'd himself in a right line Not as the ancient Heroes did Who that their base births might be hid Knowing they were of doubtful gender And that they came in at a Windore Made Jupiter himself and others O' th' Gods Gallants to their own Mothers To get on them a race of Champions Of which old Homer first made Lampoons Arctophylax in Northern Sphere Was â—…as undoubted Ancestor From him his great Fore-fathers came And in all ages bore his name Learned he was in Medc'nal Lore For by his side a Pouch he wore Replete with strange Hermetick Powder That Wounds nine miles point-blank would By skilful Chymist with great cost solder Extracted from a rotten Post But of a heav'nlier influence Than that which Mountebanks dispense Though by Promethean fire made As they do quack that drive