Cut fupplemental noses, which Upon his shoulders through the fire, 285 290 295 A paunch of the fame bulk before, Which ftill he had a special care To keep well cramm'd with thrifty fare; As white-pot, butter-milk, and curds, Such as a country house affords ; 300 With other victual, which anon We farther fhall dilate upon, When of his hofe we come to treat, The cupboard where he kept his meat. 303 And though not fword, yet cudgel-proof, Whereby 'twas fitter for his ufe, Who fear'd no blows but fuch as bruife. His breeches were of rugged woollen, And had been at the fiege of Bullen; To old King Harry fo well known, Some writers held they were his own: Through 310 Through they were lin'd with many a piece And when he put a hand but in 3:15 320 They toutly in defence on 't ftood, And from the wounded foe drew blood, And till th' were ftorm'd and beaten out, 325 Ne'er left the fortify'd redoubt: And though knights-errant, as some think, Unless they graz'd, there 's not one word Of their provifion on record; Which made fome confidently write, 335 They had no ftomachs but to fight. 'Tis Ver. 319.] This and the feven following lines are not in the two first editions of 1663, and added in that of 1674. 'Tis falfe; for Arthur wore in hall 340 We leave it, and to th' purpofe come. 350 The peaceful fcabbard, where it dwelt, For of the lower end two handful It had devoured, 'twas fo manful, 365 And And fo much fcorn'd to lurk in cafe, As if it durft not fhow its face. In many defperate attempts Of warrants, exigents, contempts, Than Serjeant Bum invading shoulder: And prifoners too, or made them run. In th' holsters, at his faddle-bow, Thefe would inveigle rats with th' fcent, And fometimes catch them with a snap, As cleverly as th' ableft trap: They were upon hard duty still, And every night stood centinel, 400 To guard the magazine i' th' hofe From two-legg'd and from four-legg'd foes. With fo much vigour, ftrength, and heat, That he had almoft tumbled over 415 With his own weight, but did recover, By laying hold on tail and mane, Which oft he us'd inftead of rein. But now we talk of mounting steed, Before we further do proceed, It doth behove us to fay fomething Of that which bore our valiant bumkin. As moft agree, though fome say none; we 420 425 Не |