And when ye 've hang'd the conjurer, 745 Ply her with loveletters and billets, And bait 'em well, for quirks and quillets, With trains t' inveigle and furprise 750 Her heedlefs anfwers and replies; That ply i' th' temples, under trees, Or walk the round, with Knights o' th' Posts, The pillar-rows in Lincoln's-Inn; 755 760 end of the thirteenth century, a doctor of divinity in Oxford, and a particular acquaintance of Friar Bacon's. In that ignorant age, every thing that feemed extraordinary was reputed magick, and fo both Bacon and Bongey went under the imputation of ftudying the black art. Bongey alfo publishing a treatise of natural magick, confirmed fome well-meaning credulous people in this opinion; but it was altogether groundlefs, for Bongey was chofen provincial of his order, being a perfon of most excellent parts and piety. And when ye 're furnish'd with all purveys, I shall be ready at your service. I would not give (quoth Hudibras) A ftraw to understand a cafe, To wind and manage it at will; To veer, and tack, and steer a cause, Against the weathergage of laws, And ring the changes upon cafes, 775 As plain as nofes upon faces, For which you've earn'd (here 'tis) your fee. And try the fubtle artifice; 780 .782.] The beggar's prayer for the lawyer would have fuited this gentleman very well. See the works of J. Taylor, the Water-poet, p. 101,"May the terms be everlasting to thee, "thou man of tongue; and may contentions grow and mul tiply, may actions beget actions, and cafes ingender cafes as " thick as hops; may every day of the year be a Shrove. "Tuesday; let proclamations forbid fighting, to increase aç"tions of battery; that thy caffock may be three piled, and the welts of thy gown may not grow threadbare !” OF HUDIERAS TO HIS LADY. I WHO was once as great as Cæfar, Am now reduc'd to Nebuchadnezzar; And from as fam'd a conqueror As ever took degree in war, Or did his exercise in battle,. By you turn'd out to grafs with cattle; Of your good graces, and fair eyes; Where all the hopes I had to 've won **This Epiftle was to be the refult of all the fair methods the Knight was to use in gaining the Widow: it therefore required all his wit and dexterity to draw from this artful Lady an unwary answer. If the plot fucceeded, he was to compel her immediately, by law, to a compliance with his defires. But the Lady was too cunning to give him such a handle as he longed for? on the contrary, her Anfier Mehéed all his pretenfions. 20 That once I made a vow to you, But not, because it is unpaid, So heinous as you'ld have it thought; Like vulgar hackney perjurers: Who always are obferv'd to 've done 't Upon as diff'rent an account; 25 30 The one for great and weighty cause, To falve, in honour, ugly flaws; For none are like to do it fooner, Than those who 're niceft of their honour: The other, for base gain and pay, 35 Forfwear and perjure by the day, Upon a great and noble perfon, To fay he nat'rally abhorr'd 'Th' old-fashion'd trick to keep his word, 40 'Tho' 'tis perfidiousness and shame, In meaner men, to do the fame: Is found more useful to the great.. Than gout, or deafness, or bad eyes, Lays down his life, or limbs; at stake, |