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Which vulgars, cut of ignorance,

| And bar her widow's making over Mistake for fa.ling in a trance ;

1130 Ta friend in trust, or private lover. But those that trade in geomancy,

What made thee pick and chuse her out 1195 Athrm to be the itrength of fancy ;

T' employ their forcerics about? In which the Lapland Magi deai,

That which makes gameters play with those And thugs incredible reveal.

Who have least wit, and most to lose. Meanwine the foe beat up his quarters, 1135 But didit thou scourge thy vessel thus, And storm'd the outworks of his fortress;

As thou hatt damn'd thyself to us ? And, as another of the same

I see you take me for an ass: Degree and party, in arins and fame

'Tis tive, I thought the trick would pass That in the fame cause had engag'd,

Upon a woman well enough, And war with equal conjuct wag'd, 1140

As 't has been often found by proof; By venturing only but to thrust

Whose humours are not to be won

1205 His head a span beyond his post,

But when they are impos'd upon; B' a general of the Cavaliers

For Love approves' of all they do Was dragg'd through a window by the ears :

That stand for candidates, and wooe. So he was lery'd in his redoubt,

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Why didst thou forge those shameful lyes And by ihe other end pulld out.

Of bears and witches in disguise ?

1210 Soon as they had him at their mercy,

That is no more than authors give They put him to the cudgel fiercely,

The rabble ciecit to believe ; As if they 'ad fcorn'd to trade or barter,

A trick of following their leaders, By giving or by taking quarter:

To entertain their gentle readers : They foutly on his quarters laid,

And we have now no other way

1215 Unul his scouts came in this aid:

Ot pailing all we do or say ; For when a man is past his sense,

Which, wien 'ris natural and true, There's no way to reduce him thence,

will be believ'd by' a very few, But twinging him by thi’ears or nose,

Beside the danger of offence,

1155 Or aying on of heavy blows,

The fatal enemy of tense.

1220 And, if that will not do the deed,

Why didst thou chute that curfed an, To burning with hot irons proceed,

Hypocrisy, to set up in? No sooner was he come t' himself,

Because it is the thriving'ît calling, But on his neck a sturdy elf

1160 The only saints'-beil that rings all in; Clapp'd, in a trice, bis cloven hoof,

In which all Churches are concern’d, 1225 And thus attack'd him with reproof;

And is the easiest to be learn'd: Mortal, thou art betray'd to us

For no degrees, unless they' employ it, By' our friend, they evil genius;

Can ever gain much, or' enjoy it: Who for thy horrid perjuries,

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A gift that is not only able Thy breach of faith, and turning lyes

To domineer among the ra' ble,

1230 The Brethren's privilege (against

But by the laws impower'd to rout The Wicked) on themselves, the Saints,

And awe the greatelt that tiand out: Has here thy wretched carcase sent,

Which few hold forth against, for fear For just revenge and punishment;

í heir hands should flip, and come too near;

1170 Which thou halt now no way to lessen,

For no fin elle, among the Saints,

1235 But by an open, free confeffion :

Is taught so tenderly against. For if we catch thee sailing once,

Whiat made thee break thy plighted vows? 'Twill fall the heavier on thy bones,

That which makes others break a house, What made thee venture to betray, 1175

Aud hang, and scorn you all, before And filch the Lady's heart away?

Endure the pl. gue of being poor.

1240 o ipirit her to matrimony:

Quoth he, I fee you have more tricks That which contracts all matches, money.

Than all our doaring politicks, It was th'inchantment of her riches,

That are grown old, and out of fashion, That made m'apply t’ your crony witches; 1180 | Compar’d with your ne w Reformation; That in re:urn would pay th' expence,

That we must come to school to you, The wear and tear of conscience;

To learn your more refind and new. Which I could have patcli'd up, and turn'd, Quoth he, If you will give me leave for th' hundreth pait of wliat I earn'd.

To tell you what I now perceive, Did it thou not love her then? speak true. 1185 You 'll find yourself an errant chouse, No more (quoth he) than i love you.

If y' were but at a Meeting-house.

1250 How wouldlt ihou 'aveus'd her and her

'Tis true (quoth lie) we ne'er come there, first turn'd her up to alimony,

Because w'hive let 'em out hy th' year. And laid her dowry out in laus,

Truly (quoth he) you can't imagine to null her jointure with a flaw, 1190

What wondrous things they will engage in ; Which I beforehand had agreed

That, as your fello:r-tiends in hell

1255 ['' have put, on purpose, in the deed,

Were angels all before they fell,

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money?

So are you like to be again,

The Queen of Night, whose large comman Conipar'd with th' angels of us men.

Rules all he sea, and half the land, Quoth he, I am refolv'd to be

And over moist and crazy brains. Thy fcholar in this m Mery ;

1260 | In high spring-rides, at midnight reigns, And therefore first desire to know

Was now declinin; to the west, Some principies on which you go.

To go to bed and take her rest; What makes a krave a child of God,

When Hudibras, whole Itubborn blows And one of us ?--A livelihond.

Den;d his bores hat soft repole, Wixat renders brating out of brains, 1265 Lay fill, expecting worse and more, And murther, goulinet: -Great gains.

Stretch'd out at length upon the floor ; 1370 What is ieinder conscience : ---Tis a bosch And, though he Nut his eyes as fast That will not bear the gratli ft touch;

As if he 'ad been to sleep his last, Bnt, breaking out, diipa:chi11 ore

Saw all the feapes that fear or wizards Than th' epidemicai'it Higue-cre. 1270

Do nalie the Devil wear for vizards; What makes y'incroach upon our trade, And, pricking uphis ears, to hark

13:5 And damn all others. To be paid.

If he could hear, too, in :he dark, What's orthodox and true believing

Was firit invaded with a groan Against a conscience ?--A good living.

And a.ter in a feelic tone, What makes rebelling against kilo 1273

Thefe trembling words : Unhappy wretch, A good old cause :--Adminitevings.

What haft th yu gotten by this fetchi, What inakes all doctrines plair, and clear! Or all thy tricks, in this new trade, About two hundred puinas a-vea!.

Thy holy b: otherhood o' th' blade ? And tat hich was prou'd trne hefy.e, By I untering till on some adviature, Prove false aga 11 ?-lito hundre! noie. 1280 | And Puking to thy hore a Cintaur?

lihat makui te bie-king of all oaihs so stuff tiny is is with fiveiling knobs A holy duty ?--Food a. conths.

Of cruel and hard-windod srubo? What, laws and I. teloni, çerfecution? For ftill hou 'ali bad the work on 't yes Being out of powe, and con rilation.

49 vell in conquel. 25 vit;
What makes a i bu.ch a denoitieres? -- 1285 Night is the fabbath of
A Dean and Charter, and a bite steves.

To iei? the body ani the...
And wbai would lerre, if he were gone, Which now thou art deny cier,
To make it orthodox?-Our own.

And cure thy labour'd corpi: 7.
What makes morality a crime,

The Knight, who head the woro.gen. The most notorious of tre time ;

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As meant to him this rcprinand, Moraliiv, which both the Sain's

Becau e the character aid out

1;; And Wickou too cry oil litt init;

Point-blank upon his case io fit: 'Cwie grace and virtu are within

Bolier'd it was icme diolling sprite Prohibited degrees of ba;

That Itaid. pun the guari that nighi, and therefore no true saint allows 1295 And one of inofe he 'ad 1ce1, und leic They shall be lütid to cínouio:

The drubs he had 10 freely dealt ; For Saints can need no conscience,

When, afier a in it paute and groan, That with moralit: dipenie;

1 he do'eful Spirit this went on ; Às virtue's inspiou, uhalis rooted

This 'tis c' engage wi h Dogs and Bears 1. nature only, and no imuted:

1300 Peli-me'l together by the ears, But why the wicked should do 17,

And, after painful bangs and knocks, We neither know, nor core lo co.

To lie in limbo in the stocks, What's liberty of conscience,

and from the pinacle of glory I'ti' natural and senuine lenke?

Fa!I headlong into Purgatory: 'Tis to restore, with more fecurity,

1305 (Thought he, this devil's full of malice, Rebellion to its ancieri purity;

That on my late Jilatters rallies; And Chriilian liberty riduce

Condenw'd to wlipping, but declin'd it, To th' elder practice of the Jews ;

By being more heroic-minded ; For a large conscience is allone,

Aid at 2 riding hand.cd worie,
And fign.fies the line uith none.

1310 With treats more flovenly and coarse ;
It is enough (quoch he) ior once,
And thus reprieve thy foricit bones;
Nick viac avel bad ne'er a wick,

Ver. 1325, 1326.) Our Poet stands alone in te Though lit gave his name to o'ır Oid Nick)

defcription of the morning's approach: 9.34 But was below the lit of these.

1315 what I know of, besides himself, lias painted.** That par. i' th' world for holiness.

the moon's dedension: he scornel to foules Le This faid, the Furies and the light

old beaten cultom of describing it by the to In th' instant vanishi'd out of night,

rifin", which he had done once before, Parij And left him in the dark alone,

Canto ii, Ver. 29 ; but he here finds out a xe With finks of brinutone and his own.

1325 way, and altogether just.

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Engag'd with fiends in stubborn wars,

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But I have sent him for a token And hot disputes with conjurers;

To your low-country Hogen-Mogen, 1440 And, when thou 'adīt bravely won the day, To whose infernal shores I hope Wait fain to steal thyself away.

He 'll swing like tkippers in a rope: il lee, thought he, chis thanieless elf

And, if ye ’ave been more just to me would fairn steal me, too, from myself, 1380 (As I am apt to think) than he, That impudently dai es to own

am afraid it is as true

1431 What I have suffer'd for and done)

What th' ill-affected lay of youAnd now, but venturing to betray,

Ye 'ave’spous'd the Covenant and Cause,
Haft met with vengeance the same way.

By holding up your c ven paws.
Thought he, how does the devil know 1385 Sir (quoth the Voice ; 'tis true, I grant,
What 'twas that I design'd to do?

We u ace, and took, the Covenant;
His oft.ce of intelligence,

But that no more concerns the Cause; His oracles, are ceas'ui long since ;

Than other perjuries do the laws, And he knows nothing of the Saints

Which when they ’re prov'd in open court, But what some treacherous fpy acquaints. 1390

Wear wooden peccadillo's for 'l; This is some pettisogging fend,

And that's the reason Covenanter's

1435 Some under door-keeper's friend's friend, Hold up their hands, like rogues at bars. Tbat undertakes to understand,

I see (quoth Hudibras) from whence And juggles at the second hand,

These scandals of the Saints commence, And now would pass for Spirit Po, 1395

That are but natural effeats And all men's dark concerns forekno'v.

Of Satan's malice, and his fects',

1460 Ithin < I need not fear him for 't;

Those spider-laints, that hang by threals
These rallying devils do no hust.

Spun out o'th' entrails of thuir heads.
With the he rous'd his drooping heart, 1400 Sir (quoth the Voice) that may as true
And hastily cry's out, What art?

And properly be said of you,
A wretch (quoth he) whom want of grace Whole talents may compare with either, 146;
Has brought to this unhappy place.

Or both the other put together : I do believe thee, quoth the Knight ;

For all the Independents do, Thus für I'am sure thou 'rt in the right:

Is only what you forc'd theni to ; And know what 'tis that troubles thee, 1405

You, who are not content alone Better than thou hast guess'd of me.

With tricks to put the devil down,

1470 Thou art some paltry, black-guard sprite, But must have armies rais'd to back Condcmn'd to drudgery in the night;

The Gospel-work you undertake; Thou hast no work to do in th’house,

As if artillery and edge-tools, Nor halspenny to drop in shoes ;

1410 Were th' only engines to save souls : Without the raising of which suin

While he, poor devil, has no power 1479 You dare not be so troublesonie

By force to run down and devour ; To pinch the latterns black and blue,

Has ne'er a Clailis, cannot sentence for leaving you their work to do.

To stools, or poundage of repentance;
This is your business, good Pug-Robin, 1415 Is ty’d up only to defign,
And your diversion dull dry-bobbing,

T'entice, and tempt, and undermine : 1480 t" encice fanatics in the dirt,

In which you all luis arts outdo, And wash them clean in ditches for 't;

And prove yourselves his betters too. of which conceit you are so proud,

Hence 'tis possessions do less evil every jeft you laugh aloid,

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Than mere temptations of the devil, is now you would have done by me,

Which all the horrid'it actions done 1495 fut that I barr'd your raillery.

Are charg'd in courts of law upon;
Sir (quoth the Voice) ye 're no such sophi Because, unless they help the elf,
As you would have the world judge of ye. He can do little of himself;
you design to weigh our talents

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And therefore, where he's best possest, ch' standard of your own false balance,

Acts most againit his interest;

1490 Ir think it poffible to know

Surprizes none, but those who 'ave priests is ghosts, as well as we do you ;

To turn him out, and exorcists, Ve, wlio have been the everlasting

Supply'd with spiritual provision, Companions of your drubs and basting, 1430 And magazines of amınunition ; Ind never left you in contest

With croises, relics, crucifixes,

1495 Vith male or female, man or beast;

Peads, pictures, rosaries, and pixes; dut prov'd as true t' ye, and entire,

The tools of working our salvation n all adventures, as your Squire.

By mere mec anic operation: Quoth he, That may be said as true

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With holy water, like a Nuice, ly th' idlelt pug of all your crew :

To overflow all avenues :

1500 or none could liave betray'd us worse

But chose who 're utterly unarm'd, han those allies of ours and yours

T'oppose his entrance if he itorm'd,

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He never offers to surprize, · Although his falsest enemies; But is content to be their drudge,

1505 And on their errands glad to trusige: For where are all your forfeitures Intrusted in safe hands, but ours? Who are but jailors of the holes And dungeons where you clap-lip souls; 1510 Like under-keepers,, turn the keys, T' your mittimus anatbemas, And never boggle to restore The members you deliver o'er, Upon demand with fairer justice,

1515 Than all your covenanting Trustees; Unless, to punish them the worse, You put them in the secular powers, And pass their souls, as some demise The fame estate in mortgage twice : 1520 When to a legal uilegation You turn your excommunication And, for a goat unpaid that 's dne, Diftrain on foul and body too. Thought he, 'tis no mean part of civil

1525 State-prudence to cajole the devil, And not to handle him too rough, When he 'as us in his cloven hooi.

'Tis true (quoth he), that intercourse Has pass'd between your friends and ours, 1530 That, as you trust us, in our way, To raise your members, and to lay, We send you others of our own, Dcnounc'd to hang themselves, or drown, Or, frighted with our oratory,

1535 To leap down headlong many a story ; Have us'd all means to propagate Your mighty interestu ofitate, Laid out our spiritual gifts to further Your great designs of rage and murther :

1540 For if the links are nam'd from blood, We only ‘ave made that title good; And, if it were bit in our power, We should not scrupie tv do more, And not be half a foul behind

1545 Of all Diflenters of mankind.

Right (quoth the Voice), and, as I scorn
To be ungrateful, in return
Of all those kind good offices,
I'll free you out of this distress,

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And let you down in safety, where
It is no time to tell you here,
The cock crows, and the morn grows on,
When 'tis decreed I must be gone ;
And, if I leave you here till day,

1555 You'll find it hard to get away.

With that the Spirit grop'd about To find th' inchanted hero out, And try'd with hafte to lift him up, But found his forlorn hope, his crup, Unserviceable with kicks and blows, Receiv'd from harden'd-hearted foes. He thought to diag him by the heels, Like Grelham-carts, with legs for wheels; But fear, that sooneft cures those sores, In danger of relapse to worse, Came in l'allift him with its aid, And up his fiaking vessel weigh’d. No sooner was he fit to trudge, But boch made ready to dislodge, The Spirit hors'd him, like a sack, Upon the vehicle his back, And bore him headlong into th’hall, With some few rubs against the wall ; Where, finding out the postern lock'd, And th’avenues as strongly block'd, H' attack'd the window, storm'd the glass, And in a moment gain'd the pass; Through which he dragg'd the worsted folie Fore-quarters out by th' head and shoulders, os And cautiously began to scout To find their fellow-cattle out ; Nor was it half a minute's quest, Ere he retriev'd the champion's beast. Ty'd to a pale, instead of rack, But ne'er a saddle on his hack, Nor pistols at the saddle-bow, Convey'd away, the Lord knows how. He thought it was no time to stay, And let the night too steal away; But, in a trice, advanc'd the Knight Upon the bare ridge, bolt upright, And, groping out for Ralpho's jade, He found ihe saddle, too, was stray'd, And in the place a lump of soap, On which he speedily leap'd up; And, turning to the gate the reja, He kick'd and cudgeld on amain; While Hudibras, with equal harte, On both sides laid about as fast, And fpurr'd, as jockies use, to break, Or padders to secure, a neck : Where let us leave them for a time, and to their Churches turn our rhyme ; To hold forth their declining state, Which now comes near an even rate.

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U DI B R A S. Then bore them, like the devil's dam,
Whole fon and husband are the same

20 And yet no natural tie of blood,

Nou interest for the common good,
Sep THREE PARTS. Couk, when their profits interferid,

Get quarter for each other's beard :
For when they thriv'd they never taug'd, 25
But only by the ears engag'd;
Like dogs that snar) about a bone,

And play together when they've none;
PART III. CANTO II.

As by their truest characters,

Their constant actions, plainly' appears. shid

Rebellion now began, for lack

Of zcal and plunder, to grow fuck;
THE ARGUMENT.

The Cause and Covenant to leiten,
And Providence to be out of seafon :

For now there was no more to purchase 35 ke Saints engage in fierce contests O'th' King's revenue, and the Church's,

But all divided, mard and gone, black lbout their curnal interests,

That us’d to urge the Brethren on; s osbare their facrilegious preys

Which forc'd the stubborn'st for the Cause, d to Iccording to their rates of Grace :

To cross the cudgels to the laws, =ais : heir various frenzies to reform,

That what by breaking them they 'ad gain’d, Vhen Cromwell left them in a storm ;

By their support might be maintain'd;

Like thieves, that in a hemp-plot lie, ill, in the hige of Rumps, the rabble

Secur’d against the Hue-and-cry; 'urn all their Grandees of the Cabal.

For Prelbyter and Independent ette

Were now turn's Plaintiff and Defendant;

Laid out their apostolic functions 'HE learned write, an insect breeze

On carnal Orders and Injunctions ; Is but a mungrel prince of bees,

And all their precious Gifts and Graces tfalls before a storm on cows,

On Outlawries and Scire facias ; 4 itings the founders of his house,

At Michael's term had many trial, n whose corrupted flesh that breed 5) Worse than the Dragon and St Michael, i fermin did at first proceed.

Where thousands feli, in thape of fees, ere the storm of war broke out,

Into the bottomless abyis. gion spawn'd a various rout

For when, like byrethren, and like friends, SS retulant capricious fects,

They came to share their dividends, E maggots of corrupted texts,

And every partner to poffels It first run all religion down,

His church and state joint-purchases, iafter every swarm its own:

In which the ableit Saint, and best, 'as the Persian Magi once

Was nam'd in trust by all the rest In their mothers gut their fons,

To pay their money, and, instead 1 it were incapable t' enjoy

15 Of every Brother, pass the deed, it empire any other way;

He straight converted all his gifts presbyter begot the other

To pious frauds and holy Nifts. on the Good Old Caule, his mother,

And settled all the other thares
Upon his outward man and 's heirs ;

Hold all they clain'd as forfeit lands
This Canto is entirely independent of the ad- Deliver'd up into his hands,
itures of Hudibras and Ralpino: neither of our
coes make their appearance; other characters

introduced, and a new vein of satire is ex deviates from order, time, and uniforniity, and vited. The poet steps out of his road, and skips deserts his principal actors : he purposely sends m the time wlierein these adventures happen them out of the way, that we may attend to a to Cromwell's death, and from thence to lively reprefentation of the principles and politics : dittolution of the Rump Parliament. This of Presbyterians, Independents, and Republicans, aduct is a lowable in a latirist, whose privi- upo! the dawning of the Restoration. He seis e it is to ramble wherever he pleafes, and to before us a full view of the treachery and undergmatize vice, factions and rebellion, where minings of each faction; and sure it is with plea. d whenever he meets with them. He is not sure we see the fears and commotions they were d down to the observance of unity and action, in upon the happy declension of their tyrannical ne, or place, though he has hitherto had a re power and government. All these occurrences rd to such decorums: but now, and here are fully and faithfully related in this Canto, ils, he claims the privilege of a satiriit, and and the several facts are warranted by history. VOL. IL.

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