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For fools are known by looking wise,

That all affronts do ítill give place
As men find woodcocks by their eyes, 80 To your impenetrable face;
Hence 'tis that 'cause ye’ave gain’d of th' college That makes your way through all affairs,
A quarter Share (at moft) of knowledge, As pigs through hedges creep with theirs :
And brought in none, but spent repute,

Yet, as 'tis counterfeit and brass,
Y'assume a power as absolute

You must not think 'twill always pass ; To judge, and censure, and controul, 85 For all impostors, when they 're known, As if you were the sole Sir Poll,

Are past their labour, and undone : And faucily pretend to know

And all the best that can befal More than your dividend comes to :

An artificial natural, You'll find the thing will not be done

Is that which madmen find, as soon With ignorance and face alone:

90 As once they're broke loose from the moon, No, though ye 've purchas'd to your name, And, proof against her influence, In history, so great à fame;

Relapse to e'er so little sense, That now your talent 's so well known,

To turn stark fools, and subjects fit For having all belief outgrown,

For sport of boys and rabble-wit.

130 That every strange prodigious tale

Is measur'd by your German scale
By which the virtuosi try
The magnitude of every lye,
Cast up to what it does amount,

And place the bigg'lt to your account;
That all those stories that are laid
Too truly to you, and those made,

Are now still charg'd upon your score,
And lefler authors nam'd no more.
Alas! that faculty betrays


Those foonelt it designs to raise;
And all your vain renown will spoil,

The Knight and Squire resolve at once, As guns o'ercharg'd the more recoil;

The one the other to renounce ;
Though he that has but impudence,
To all things has a fair pretence;

They both approach the Lady's bower,
And, put among his wants but shame,

Squire to inform, the Knight to wooe her. To all the world may lay his claim :

She treats them with a masquerade, Though you have try'd that nothing's borne

By Furies and Hobgoblins made ; With greater ease than public scorn,

From which the Squire conveys the Knight,

And steals him from himself by night, Ver. 86.] Sir Politick Would-be, in “ Vol

IS true no lover hos that power pone."

T'enforce a desperate amour, Ver. 91, 92.] These two lines, I think, plain As he that has two strings to his bow, ly discover that Lilly, and not Sir Paul Neal, was And burns for love and money too; here lashed under the name of Sidropbel; for For then he's brave and resolute,

5 Lilly's. fame abroad was indisputable.

Mr. Disdains to render in his fuit;
Strickland, who was many years Agent for the
Parliament in Holland, thus publishes it: “ I
“ came purposely into the Committee this day,

We are now come to the Third Part of Hudi. ti to see the man who is so famous in those parts bras, which is considerably longer than either. " where I have so long continued: I allure the First or the Second; and yet can the seve“ you, his name is famous all over Europe. reit critic say that Mr. Butler grows insipid in 56 I came to do him iuftice.” Lilly is also care his invention, or faulters in his judgment ? ful to tell us, that the King of Sweden fent him a No; he still continues to Thine in both these exgold chain and medał worth about sol. for mak-cellencies; and, to manifest the extensiveness of ing honourable mention of his Majesty in one his abilities, he leaves no art untried to spin out of his almanacks; which, he says, was translated these adventures to a length proportionable to his into the language spoke at Hainburgh, and print-wit and facire. I dare say the reader is not weary ed, and cried about the streets as it was in Lon uf him; or will he be so at the conclusion of the don.

Thus he trumpets to the world the fame Poem: and the reason is evident, because this last he acquired by his infamous practices, if we may part is as fruitful of wit and humour as the for credit his own history.

mer; and a poetic fire is equally diffused through Ver. 105. Betrays.] Deftroys, in all the editions the whole Poem, that burns every where clearly, I have seen.

and every where irresistibly.

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With whom he bargain'd beforehand, 385 And did not doubt to bring the wretches,
And, after hanging, entertain'd:

To serve for pendulums to watches,

450 Since which he 'as play'd a thousand feats, Which, modern virtuosi say, And practis'd all mechanic cheats ;

Incline to hanging every way. Transform’d himself to th' ugly shapes

Beside, he swore, and 1wore 'twas true, Of wolves, and bears, baboons, and apes, 390 That, ere he went in quest of you, Which he has vary'd more than witches,

He let a figure to discover

455 Or Pharaoh's wizards, could their switches ; If you were fled to Rye or Dover, And all with whom he 'as had to do,

And found it clear that, to betray
Turn'd to as monstrous figures too;

Yourselves and nie, you fled this way,
Witness myself, whom he 'as abus'd, 395 And that he was upon pursuit,
And to this beastly shape reduc'd,

To take you somewhcre hereabout.

460 By feeding me on beans and pease

He vow'd he had intelligence He crams in nasty crevices,

Of all that pass'd before and since, And turns to comfits by his arts,

And found that, ere you came to him, To make me relish for deserts,

400 Y. had been engaging life and limb And one by one, with shame and fear,

About a case of tender conscience,

465 Lick up the candy'd provender.

Where both abounded in your own sense, BesideBut as h' was running on,

Till Ralpho, by his light and grace, To tell what other feats he 'ad done,

Had ciear'd all scruples in the case, The Lady stopt his full career,

405 And prov'd that you might swear and own And told him now 'twas time to hear.

Whatever 's by the Wicked done;

470 If half those things (said she) be true,

For which most basely to requite (They ’re all, quoth he, I swear by you):

The service of his gifts and light,
Why then, said she, that Sidrophel,

You strove t'oblige him, by mean force,
Has damn'd himself to th’ pit of hell, 410 To scourge his ribs instead of your's,
Who, mounted on a broom, the nag

But that he stood upon his guard,
And hackney of a Lapland hag,

And all your vapouring outdar'd; In quest of you came hither post,

For which, between you both, the feat Within an hour (I'm sure) at most,

Has never been perform'd as yet. Who told me all you (wear and say,


While thus the Lady talk'd, the Knight Quite contrary another way;

Turn'd th' outside of his eyes to white Vow'd that you came to him, to know

(As men of imward light are wont If you should carry me or no,

To turn their optics in upon 't); And would have hir'd him and his imps

He wonder'd how she canie to know To be your match-makes and pimps, 420

What he had done, and meant to do ; T'engage the devil on your side,

Held up his affidavit-hand,

485 And steal (like Proferpine) your bride;

As if he 'ad been to be arraign'd; But he disdaining to embrace

Cast towards the door a ghastly look, So filthy a design and base,

In dread oi Sidrophel, and spoke: You fell to vapouring and huffing,


Madam, if but one word be true And drew upon him like a ruffian;


Of all the wizard has told you,

490 Surpriz’d him meanly, unprepar'd,

Or bat one fugle circumstance Before he had time to mount his guard,

In all th’apocryphal romance,
And left him dead upon the ground,

May dreadful earthquakes fwallow down
With many a bruise and deíperate wound; 430 This vessel, that is all
Swore you had broke and robb’d his house, Or may the heavens fall, and cover

495 And fole his talismanique louse,

These reliques of your constant lover! And all his new-found old inventions,

You have provided well (quoth she) With fat felonious intentions,

(I thank you) for yourself and me, Which he could bring out where he had, 435 And Thewn your Prefbyterian wits And what he bought them for, and paid : Jump punctual with the Jesuits ;

500 His fea, his morpion, and punese,

A most compendious way, and civil, He’ad gotten for his proper eate,

At once to cheat the world, the devil, And all in perfect minutes made,

And heaven and hell, yourselves, and those By th’ablest artist of the trade;

440 On whom you vainly think t' impose. Which (he could prove it) since he lost,

Why then (quoth he) may hell surprize.

505 He has been eaten up alniost,

That trick (faid she) will not pass twice : And altogether might amount

I've learn'd how far I'm to believe To many hundreds on account;

Your pinning oaths upon your sleeve; For which he 'ad got sufficient warrant 445 But there 's a better way of clearing To seize the malefactors errant,

What you would prove, than downright swea ing; Without capacity of bail,

For, if you have perform'd the feat, But of a cart's or horse's tail;

The blows are visible as yet,

your own!


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