Instead of trumpet and of drum,

'That makes the warrior's ftomach come, Whofe noife whets valour sharp, like beer

By thunder turn'd to vinegar.

(For if a trumpet found, or drum beat, Who has not a month's mind to combat?)

A fqueaking engine he apply'd

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Unto his neck, on north-eaft fide,

Juft where the hangman does dispose,

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To special friends, the knot of noose:

For 'tis great grace, when statesmen straight
Difpatch a friend, let others wait.

His warped ear hung o'er the ftrings,
Which was but foufe to chitterlings:

For guts, fome write, ere they are fodden,
Are fit for mufic or for pudden;

From whence men borrow every kind
Of minstrelfy by string or wind.
His grifly beard was long and thick,
With which he ftrung his fiddle-stick ;
For he to horfe-tail fcorn'd to owe
For what on his own chin did grow.
Chiron, the four-legg'd bard, had both
A beard and tail of his own growth;
And yet by authors 'tis averr'd,
He made ufe only of his beard.

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obferve in this place, that we have the exact characters of the ufual attendants at a bear-baiting fully drawn, and a catalogue of warriors, conformable to the practice of Epic poets.

Kings were proclaim'd by a horse that neigh'd).

The knee with one of timber 's propt,

With truncheon tipp'd with iron head,
The warrior to the lifts he led ;

With folemn march, and ftately pace,
But far more grave and folemn face
Grave as the Emperor of Pegu,
Or Spanish potentate, Don Diego.

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Ver. 147. Next marcli'd brave Orfin.] Next fol low'd, in the two first editions of 1663. Joshua Gofling, who kept bears at Paris-garden in Southwark. However, fays Sir Roger, he ftood hard and fast for the Rump Parliament.

This leader was of knowledge great,

Either for charge or for retreat :
He knew when to fall on pell-mell,
To fall back, and retreat as well.

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So lawyers, left the Bear defendant,

And plaintiff Dog, fhould make an end on 't,

Do ftave and tail with Writs of Error,

Reverse of Judgment, and Demurrer,

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To let them breathe a while, and then
Cry Whoop, and fet them on again.
As Romulus a wolf did rear,
So he was dry-nurs'd by a bear,
That fed him with the purchas'd prey
Of many a fierce and bloody fray;

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Bred up, where difcipline moft rare is,
In military garden Paris:

For foldiers, heretofore, did grow

In gardens juft as weeds do now,
Until fome fplay-foot politicians

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T' Apollo offer'd up petitions

For licensing a new invention

They 'ad found out of an antique engine,

To root out all the weeds, that grow

In public gardens, at a blow,

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Ver. 159, 160.] Thus altered in the edition of 1674,

Knew when t' engage his bear pell-mell,

And when to bring him off as well.

Pell-mell, i. e. confufedly, without order.

And leave th' herbs ftanding. Quoth Sir Sun,
My friends, that is not to be done.

Not done! quoth Statefman; Yes, an 't please ye,
When 'tis once known, you 'll fay 'tis eafy.
Why then let's know it, quoth Apollo:
We'll beat a drum, and they 'll all follow.
A drum! (quoth Phoebus) Troth that 's true,
A pretty invention, quaint and new:
But though of voice and inftrument
We are th' undoubted prefident,
We fuch loud mufic do not profess,
The Devil's mafter of that office,
Where it must pafs; if 't be a drum,
He'll fign it with Cler. Parl. Dom. Com.;
To him apply yourselves, and he
Will foon dispatch you for his fee.
They did fo; but it prov'd fo ill,

They 'ad better let them grow there still.
But to refume what we difcourfing
Were on before, that is, ftout Orfin;
That which so oft by fundry writers
Has been apply'd t' almost all fighters,
More justly may be afcrib'd to this
Than any other warrior, (viz.)

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Ver. 194.] The House of Commons, even before the Rump had murdered the King, and expelled the Houfe of Lords, ufurped many branches of the Royal Prerogative, and particularly this for granting licences for new inventions.

None ever acted both parts bolder,

Both of a chieftain and a foldier.
He was of great defcent, and high
For fplendour and antiquity,
And from celestial origine
Deriv'd himself in a right line;
Not as the ancient heroes did,

Who, that their bafe-births might be hid
(Knowing they were of doubtful gender,
And that they came in at a windore)
Made Jupiter himself, and others

O' th' Gods, gallants to their own mothers,
To get on them a race of champions
(Of which old Homer first made lampoons)
Aratophylax, in northern fphere,

Was his undoubted ancestor;
From him his great forefathers came,

And in all ages bore his name:

Learn'd he was in med'cinal lore,

For by his fide a pouch he wore,

Replete with ftrange hermetic powder,

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That wounds nine miles point-blank would folder;

By fkilful chemift, with great coft,

Extracted from a rotten poft;

But of a heavenlier influence

Than that which mountebanks dispense;

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Ver. 211.] This is one inftance of the Author's making great things little, though his talent lay chiefly the other way.