Two things f' averfe, they never yet But in thy rambling fancy met. But I fhall take a fit occafion T' evince thee by' ratiocination, Some other time, in place more proper 1375 Than this we 're in; therefore let 's stop here, 1380 And reft our weary'd bones a while, Already tir'd with other toil. HUDIBRAS, HUDI BRAS. PART II. CANTOI. B The Knight, by damnable Magician, UT now, t' observe Romantique method, Arg. Ver. 1, 2.] Thus altered, 1674, The Knight being clapp'd by th' heels in prison, The laft unhappy expedition. Reftored 1704. And Arg. Ver. 5.] How be receives, &c. How he revi's, &c. In the two first editions of 1663. Ver. 1.] The beginning of this Second Part may perhaps seem strange and abrupt to those who do not know that it was And all those harsh and rugged founds Is 't not enough to make one strange, The fame things ftill the self-fame way? Till, drawing blood o' th' dames, like witches, written on purpose in imitation of Virgil, who begins the Fourth Book of his Æneids in the very fame manner, At regina gravi, &c. And this is enough to fatisfy the curiofity of those who believe that invention and fancy ought to be measured, like cafes in law, by precedents, or elfe they are in the power of the critic. Ver. 2.] Let bloody fteel, &c. 1684, &c. To trusty steel, 1700. Altered to let rufty steel, 1674, Restored 1704. Ver. 5.] And the three following lines, ftood in the two first editions of 1663, as follow: And unto love turn we our ftyle, To let our readers breathe a while, By this time tir'd with the horrid founds Of blows, and cuts, and blood, and wounds. Ver. 10.] That fome men's fancies, &c. That a man's fancy, in the two first editions of 1664. Some Some always thrive in their amours, Juft fo do they, and win their dames. Make former times shake hands with latter, But we forget in what fad plight 20 25 30 We whilom left the captive Knight And penfive Squire, both bruis'd in body, 35 Tir'd with difpute, and fpeaking Latin, 40 Ver. 32.] Whilom. Formerly, or, fome time ago, Altered to lately, 1674. Reftored 1704. There There is a tall long-fided dame, 45 Upon her shoulders wings fhe wears Like hanging fleeves, lin'd through with ears, 50 And eyes, and tongues, as poets lift, And by their public ufe to bring down Fraught with advice, fome fresh, some stale, And cows of monsters brought to bed; Of hailstones big as pullets' eggs, And puppies whelp'd with twice two legs; By fix or feven men at least. 55 60 65 Ver. 48.] The beauty of this confifts in the double meaning; the first alludes to Fame's living on Report. The second is an infinuation, that if a report is narrowly enquired into, and traced up to the original author, it is made to contradict itself. Two |