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A scrap of Livy's fine Orations:. Page 2 b And 'twill, no doubt, as much be said,. By him, as them for whom 'twas made. Scaevola's mighty Brain, and Breast;. The Hec. Porsenna's camp invade:. Pray let not Livy 's Shams prevail! I was the Worm, in Pate, and Tail:. A Sacrifice to Chastity. On her Last Will, and Testament:. For Wit, an't please ye! In Dogrel Phoebus, and the Muses:.
When Virgil all day long did write,. Aeneas Good, and Dido fair,. Now plac'd a Scolding, now a Billing,. Page 4 Let none my just pretensions scorn,. For Cupid was a Maggot born:. Thrust out a Leg, and then a Wing,. And Bow, and Arrows for a Sting. With soft Wishes, gay Desire,.
Melting Looks, and amorous Fire. I'll Mount no more, but here sit steady,. That made his Paw, like Drum-stick fry:. Page 7 On two Souldiers killing one another for a Groat. FUll doleful Tales have oft been told,. By Chimney warm in Winter cold,. About the Sacred Thirst of Gold;. Page 8 As kind as ever in their Life,. So Aruns, and great Brutus fell, c. Page 9 Both in the Bed of Honour rest,. Page 11 The Argument.
Written An. First to make Hero's, then t'adorn their Herse. The loving Gnat that sav'd him from a Snake:. Give my poor harmless Worm an Elegy? Bred in the Fields, he oft was bruis'd and broke. There all his Tricks and all his Slights imparts,. Page 12 Now through a Ring he 'll softly gliding pass,. Him no proud Louvres, nor Escurial 's Hide,. Happy as Cadmus or Hermione.
My Snake better than her black Vipers liv'd:. Redoubted Monarch of the well-teeth'd Mice,. The form of Mab, Empress to Oberon:. Page 13 The Fury envying him so calm a rest,. Page 14 A Guard he cries, with Scrieches shrill and long,.
With Garlands Crown 'd, shall round our Streets be led,. And my Fair Daughter grace his Nuptial Bed. All Pioneers, and all Assailants too:. Rais'd his blew Crest, with Hisses fill'd the Air,. With Ivory Spears some lance his chequer'd Breast,. Page 16 Undermine all the avenues, and some,. Bring in Reserves, without or Flute, or Drum.
Who like themselves assail'd the tottering Walls;. The Assailants strove at first to mine't, but they. Here the Sly Snake swift through a Port-hole goes,. Page 17 The unwieldy stone; the stone which now did bear. Page 18 His furious Eyes sparkle with boyling Ire,. With Man himself did save a Lyons Life,.
Like Phaeton in great attempts he dy'd. Page 19 Well may they rise against us, well may they. And shall a Worm contend with Mighty us? On then like Mice! Page 20 His Brains, if them some generous Mouse would bring,. Some to meet Conquest, most to meet their Doom. The Champions Body, not his Mind must bow;. And Floods of desparate foes all round come rolling in:. Page 21 Then from on high a-down himself does throw,. A Pindaricque, On the Grunting of a Hog.
FReeborn Pindaric never does refufe,. Mighty Numbers, mighty Things;. Harmonious Hog draw near! Page 22 To taste thy Sugry voice, which here, and there,. Harmonious Hog! As sweet as those which quiv'ring Monks in days of Y'ore,. That the hard-hearted Abbot such a Coyl should keep,. Why should not other Piggs on Organs play,. Dear Hog!
Black Puddings which with Fat would make your Mouths run o're:. A Noise they keep with Tune, and out of Tune,. That Algebra, or Thou, or I might understand as soon. Like the confounding Lutes innumerable Strings,. Page 23 More like the one string'd, deep, Majestick Trump-Marine:. Nor that which to the far more Ancient Welch belongs,. Nor, tho' Poetick Iordan bite his Thumbs,. Page 24 To my Gingerbread Mistress. DEar Miss, not with a Lie to cheat ye,.
Sol shakes his Carrot-Loggerhead:. The Nose of Zara 's Dowzabel. From the sad Squirrel 's Granarie;. Bake't on thy n'own dear Granny 's Wemm. Page 25 Which Apple-Woman does provide. Like those in Mahomet 's Paradice, c. The Mother's manly Nose and Chin,. Keeps a poor Lover at Arm 's end;. A Mouth which should with Mopsa 's vye, d. Lips which like Paris Casements shew,. In Iar-like Leg, and May-pole Arm;. And wound with every Tooth and Nail:. Page 26 That Mutton-fist, like Bolt of Thunder,.
Page 27 These nipping Mornings pinch, and you,. On the Bear-fac'd Lady. Shoots Darts around like any Porcupine! Heading 'em from your Face, and not your Eyes,. Like Cleavland 's Lover, Pallizado'd in, b. And fenc'd-by the sharp Turn-pikes of your Chin. He may with leave come near, and kiss your Cheek;.
At Prayer, you will but turn aside your beard: c. And shew her own, instead of Nature 's Face. And closely veyl it till the Wedding-day;. Not Stega -like, by too sincere a carriage, e. You are resolv'd that Faith and Stomach too. When Psyche thro' the Air to Cupid rode,. She fear'd a Dragon, but she found a God.
Page 31 A just proportion every where behold,. And Gold, the Cream o'th' Jest, remember Gold;. Those Chains, those Pearls, those Lockets, all for you! May live like Etheldreda, undefil'd, h. Lye with her Coin, and get her Bags with Child. At Prayer, you will but turn aside the beard. And closely veil it till the Wedding-day. GEntly flow, my easie Strain,.
Anacreon sweet with silver Tongue,. Page 34 Smooth as thred-bare Breeches be,. And stick the Muse 's Needle in? Were Sempstresses and Taylors too:. Till th' old, like Iason 's Ship, are gone. Page 35 Trouble me with your Raggs no more,. Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust.
Horace; Epod. A Tobacco Pipe. Break-fast upon a Quart of Barley-broath! Page 37 Fire-balls of liquid flame; Death in each drop. Till all their moysture, all their Treasure spent,. They stand, scorcht Scheletons, their own sad Monument! Let others Bite, and others blow their Nails! Which warms, at once, my Gutts, and Hands, and Nose. Who ever Whirligigs to Gresham brought;. Which London with implicit Knowledge sees,.
Show me one Engine which your Stores enshrine,. That shall Pit, Box, and Gallery with mine? When your rackt Brains to birth some Embryo bring,. Page 38 Whose Trump would crack with that vast work alone,. Nor any Pipe can sound his praise besides his own. That good of one side, which this can of Two:. Now Struts above, now humbly creeps below;. Below 'tis said that once it sav'd a Life.
For, when One in that speaking Trumpet spoke,. He laugh'd so long till his Imposthume broke:. Apply the Pipe! Cut off the Head, I'll warn't no more 'twill Ach,. Page 39 This gently heals, while Chrystal streams distill,.
As from the Mother-Rock some plenteous Rill,. Thence Chrstal Streams with gentle murmures flow,. With tapring Tails like Sire Tobacco-pipe;. Up spouts a Deluge from the Abyss below;. A Glass is not a better cure than that,. For Care, or Toothach, both of which would kill a Cat;. The Pipe 's o'th' Two by far the surer way. Even with Tobacco-pipes can murders do. Page 40 Wine, that mad Bully, for a painted Drabb,.
With these blunt swords e're now has giv'n a Stabb. When such as use my Pipe but wisely will,. Employ its Aid to cure and not to kill;. Not Bezoar stone, nor that miraculous Horn,. On Spiders, streight they swell and burst, and Dye;.
To what e're luckless Post the Plague advance,. Tho' in the Cart with bloated Corps you lay,. Page 41 For that can best as you may quickly prove. And make the Reason overtake the Age:. For this his wondring Servants us'd to lay,. Poets the Glass with Fancy do's inspire,. And moulds him Syllogisms, tough, and strong,.
Demosthenes his works o'th' Lamp did smell,. His o'th' Tobacco-pipe, and that's as well;. Sure when Prometheus climb'd above the Poles,. When of his Fire he fretting Iove did wipe,. By the Souls Plastic power from Clay was turn'd to Man,.
Page 42 And what, even now will make it seem more like,. When Christmass Box with little Wool is big,. And Barber will not trust him for a Wig:. Whether she rolls to Hampton in a Boat,. Page 43 Or mounting the Exchange, she bridles in. The dainty Dewlaps of her portly Chin;. Which can defend, and not alone adorn;.
As much a Lyon now, as once a Lamb. Either a Mould, or Bullet, which you please. When Hercules at old Evanders house,. And kindly dragg'd some of his Heard to Stall:. The Heroe swears to find his Victuals stole;. And tracks at last, the subtle Fox to Hole:. Page 44 u Whose charg'd Tobacco-pipe as soon as come,. Frighting poor Hang-dog, Club and all from thence:. The Pipe to Pot was ever kind and true,.
Heat it Red hot and change it for a Tap,. That hedges in his mouth with snotty Snush:. And in one Knick-knack wears both Pipe and Box,. The West is the Tobacco-pipes chief Throne,. Page 45 Wild-Irish-Brats, as soon as Breath they draw,. Since wiser Brutes have often tutor'd Man;.
As theirs, are wean'd on a Tobacco-pipe:. The Child with ne're a Tooth, and the Old Crone,. The Miner there, with an Implicite Faith,. Page 46 With this, nor was sweet Orpheus arm'd a well'. Perhaps as tender, or as frail as she;. By Breath 'twas made and liv'd, by Breath it dyes;. Is Pulpit grown, and preaches Vanity;.
Thus curses use to' unlearn, and learn to pray:. Then from some careless Boys 's loose hand he flyes,. And tumbles down, and Breaks his Neck, and dyes. On the Anvile, first found out a Tinderbox. THou who didst round Cecropian Pastures rove,. Turn'd Bull, an horny and an hairy Iove! When beauteous Io was transform'd to Cow b. Who a meer Brute did'st of meer Thunder make,. A four-leg'd Lover for Europa 's sake;. The shining Cargo of a Royal Maid. Did'st to a Rudder turn thy well-hung Tayl,.
Whil'st her loose flowing Garments serv'd for Sayl:. Part of a grateful Hecatomb to Thee. The Tail full oft above the Head prevails,. And Heaven and Earth resound the Praise of Tails. Page 54 See where in Heaven the Dog 's bright Tall does shine,.
A Cynosure not half so long as mine:. The Kingly Lyon whirls his Sceptral Train,. And drops beneath the Cow 's all-conquering Tail;. As sure's a Club, —in Hercules 's hand's. And drives the tossing Herd to shades and Streams;. Then gain'd, when such a Burden he had lost. Page 55 When not so well he from the Trap had fled,.
But with his Tail compounded for his Head;. He'd have 'em tail-less all as well as he. But now the Cow with brandish'd Tail falls on,. Beneath the Reaper's Hook so drops the Corn. With his Tail 's Whisk he long-long Ranks o'rethrows, f.
From this, the Cow 's the far more valiant Beast. Page 56 There the Cow 's Tail does other Tails surpass. As far as the brisk Horse the lazy Ass. This the sage Priests of mighty Apis knew,. Apis is gone, nor can their Tears prevail; h. Yet they'd not care, had he but left his Tail. T'adore the sacred Tail with two white Hairs.
Nor less should th' Indian this blest Relique prize,. Where Orellana 's Sea-like Waters lave l. Or De-la-plata 's headlong Flood-gates roar, m. At a Cow 's Tail the Indian stemms the Tide; n. Safe, tho' but a hairs length 'twixt him and Death:. Safer than Damocles, when at the Board o. Page 57 Ladys by the soft Magic of their Eyes,. A Cow 's Tail to the life does imitate.
Have you e're seen a Nymph at some bright Hall,. Whilst her loose flowing Train sweeps far behind;. Even so, believ't, the Cow 's Tail dangles down,. The Ancients or Historians Lies have told,. As great as conquering Scipio entring Rome;. Page 58 Thee to a place of rest I'l calmly bear,. Like Turkey Rams in a triumphant Carr. For such as faults with my Cow 's Tail have found,. Hur Cow shall now with any Cow compare;.
Let any say hur Cow is hurs, that dare. The Lyar. FOR Naked Truth let others write,. And fairly prove that Black's not white;. As fine as any Hedge in May! Most think so too, altho' they 'll say,. He gives it Oaths for Clenching:. Whose Comments so confound the Text,. Page 63 With his own practice not content,. He 'll find or make a President,. With packs of Sentences and Summs,. The Essences of things can see;. And lies in Mood and Figure. But he who without Wit or Fear. Truth the worst Incivilitie!
On a Hat broke at Cudgels; "And then like greasie Coraubeck,. Hag-rides my Muse, 'tis an unlucky Hat,. Whose sudden Rise, and Fall I mean to tell:. O for a Dose of the Castalian Well, a. The Tunbridge of Olympus! My whistle wet, for sure the Subject 's dry. At School of Hat I've made a Pitcher trim,. And suck't sweet Water from its greasie brim;.
Crowns lin'd with Thorns, with Reverence be it sed,. Beavers with Wigg, a Felt with Logger-head;. High Cap of Maintenance, low Cap of Fool,. High Cardinals Cap, low Cover of Close-stool;. Like Nunckle quite disguiz'd in a clean Band. Nature held fast, I soon grew Cat again. Page 66 A Cudgel splits the Brim, new Lights surprize. One of Quevedo 's Knights of th' Industrie. Were with the Cardinals exil'd the Land. Then cry'd about with an old Coat or Shoe,.
Be ever travelling, like the wandring Iew! Till Poets are made Lords, or Aldermen. YOu Dog! Page 69 I'll swear the Peace! I stood in fear o' my Life;. I'll trounce the Rogue; I'll try from Court to Court,. Divest one of ones Right, and Property? A Man shan't hang himself in his own House:. Nay, 'tis in vain! I'll ne're referr't, That's flat. When sweetly dangling 'twixt the Earth and Sky,. I was rappt up in Hempen-Extasie;.
Which all who view'd my lovely Snowt might know,. Just clambring up against the steepy Pole,. Chain'd it to a Corps, an't please ye! What Soul alive for both the Indys riches,. Page 70 Lets hang him up for saving me, and then. If e're I cut him down, e'ne hang me up agen!
COme all you brisk Lads that have ever been seen,. For our Hearts will all vibrate thy Lyricks to hear. One and all run and Saddle your Cane, or your Beast,. In a thrid-bare old Cloak, or a new Sur le tout! Or flaming with Fringe, or meek Kid on your Hand,. With blustering Cravat, or reverent Band! Both Tory-Bamboo, and Fanatick-Brazeel! Whet Stomachs, and Knives! Here's a Bill of the Fare;. Page 71 Here's Duck upon Duck, for no more you must look;.
If you 'll have any more you must go to the Cook. They shine and 'twere Butter, or Stars in the Sky:. If they stink Mrs. Muse your nice Nose you may hold! Disparage 'em not for They 're bought, and They 're sold;. As e're of the Higler — the Servant! Here Dick, Black— Bess for thy absence should frown,. But prythee deal gently, for 'twould be no Wonder,. They 're so soft, and so young, if they fall all-asunder.
Yet more then a Bustard the Poulter might prize one. For They 're wholesome enow, tho' a little too mellow. That the Ducks should ha' stunk with the T—'s for a Wager. And like a Turn'd— Pudding-bag empty the Maw;. O Spirits of Arm-pits, and Essence of Toes! O Hogo of Vlcers, and Hospital Nose! Page 73 O Devils Dung fragant, and tarrifi'd feather,. With Snuff, and with Carrion, Ana, jumbled together! India's hasty-Pudding! Thick butter'd with delicate matter and Gore!
Tho' they drop in the dripping, and crawl in the Platter;. So do's the sweet Phaenix on Frankincense-Faggot,. A Tartar Ragoo, ready dress't in a Ditch. To the Laud and Praise of a Shock Bitch. And Priscian crackt from top to Toe,. Page 78 Tho' my froze Hogs-head e'ne is burst, b. Than tinsil'd Lord does brazen Whore;. Of Money, and they know not what! Of Love, and Honour, and all that So silly! To court the Glance of one bright Eye From Philly!
Page 79 Then steal from Cowley, or from Don,. For Shock 's sweet praise my Muse must chaunt,. As much as any Muse, with Fire Poetic. From Head to Tail, from Rump to Heart,. You 'll find she not one Pin from Art Has gotten;. O Spot! Page 82 Even so Renowned Bat of old, a.
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