But (like a reprobate) what course That makes fools cattle, do you good? 40 45 But ftill it must be lewdly bent 55 To tempt your own due punishment; Not only youth, but childhood too, 60 65 Unriddle X Unriddle all that mankind knows Into th' abftrusest learning pry; Know more of any trade b' a hint, Hence 'tis that 'cause ye 'ave gain'd o' th' college To judge, and cenfure, and control, $5 No, though ye 've purchas'd to your name, In hiftory, fo great a fame; That Ver., 86.] Sir Politick Wood-be, in "Volpone.” Ver. 91, 92.] Thefe two lines,. I think, plainly discover that Lilly, and not Sir Paul Neal, was here lashed under the name Sidropbel for Lilly's fame abroad was indifputable. Mr. Strick land, That now your talent's fo well known, 95 Is meafur'd by your German scale→→ By, which the virtuosi try The magnitude of every lye, Caft up to what it does amount, And place the bigg'ft to your account 1:00 Too truly to you, and those made, land, who was many years Agent for the Parliament in Holland, thus publishes it: "I came purpofely into the Committee this "day, to see the man who is fo famous in thofe parts where I "have fo long continued: I affure you, his name is famous all 66 over Europe. I came to do him juftice." Lilly is alfo careful to tell us, that the King of Sweden fent him a gold chain and medal worth about 5ol. for making honourable mention of his Majefty in one of his almanacks; which, he fays, was tranflated into the language spoke at Hamburgh, and printed, and cried about the streets as it was in London. Thus he trumpets to the world the fame he acquired by his infamous practices, if we may Credit his own history. Ver. 105. Betrays.] Destroys, in all the editions I have seen. And, And, put among his wants but shame, To all the world may lay his claim : That all affronts do ftill give place To your impenetrable face; That makes your way through all affairs, An artificial natural, Is that which madmen find, as foon As once they 're broke loose from the moon, HUDIBRA J HUDI BRA S. PART III. CANTO I. THE ARGUMENT. The Knight and Squire refolve at once, They both approach the Lady's bower, By Furies and Hobgoblins made; From which the Squire conveys the Knight, 'TIS true no lover has that power T'enforce a desperate amour, As he that has two ftrings t' his bow, We are now come to the Third Part of Hudibras, which is Confiderably longer than either the First or the Second; and yet can the fevereft critic fay that Mr. Butler grows infipid in his invention, or faulters in his judgment? No; he ftill continues to shine in both thefe excellencies; and, to manifeft the extenfivenefs of his abilities, he leaves no art untried to spin out these adventures to a length proportionable to his wit and fatire. I dare fay the reader is not weary of him; nor will he be so at the conclufion of the Poem: and the reafon is evident, because this laft part is as fruitful of wit and humour as the former; and a poetic fire is equally diffufed through the whole Poem, that burns every where clearly, and every where irresistibly. For |