When to a legal utlegation You turn your excommunication, And for a groat unpaid that's due, Distrain on soul and body too. Thought he, 'Tis no mean part of civil 1525 State-prudence to cajole the devil, And not to handle him too rough, When h' has us in his cloven hoof. 'Tis true (quoth he,) that intercourse Has pass'd between your friends and ours, 1530 To raise your members and to lay, Your great designs of rage and murther: 1540 We only 've made that title good; We should not scruple to do more, And not be half a soul behind Of all Dissenters of mankind. Right (quoth the Voice,) and, as I scorn To be ungrateful, in return Of all those kind good offices, 1545 I'll free you out of this distress, 1550 And set you down in safety, where It is no time to tell you here. The cock crows, and the morn draws on, When 'tis decreed I must be gone; And if I leave you here till day, You'll find it hard to get away. With that the Spirit grop'd about In danger of relapse to worse, And up his sinking vessel weigh'd. + 1555 1560 1565 No sooner was he fit to trudge, But both made ready to dislodge; The Spirit hors'd him like a sack, And bore him headlong into th' hall, Where, finding out the postern lock'd, 1570 1575 And th' avenues as strongly block'd, H'attack'd the window, storm'd the glass, Through which he dragg'd the worsted soldier's Fore-quarters out by th' head and shoulders, 1580 And cautiously began to scout, To find their fellow-cattle out; Nor was it half a minute's quest Ere he retriev'd the champion's beast, 1585 Ty'd to a pale, instead of rack, But ne'er a saddle on his back, Nor pistols at the saddle-bow, Convey'd away, the Lord knows how. 1590 But in a trice advanc'd the Knight And, groping out for Ralpho's jade, On which he speedily leap'd up; 1595 And, turning to the gate the rein, He kick'd and cudgell'd on amain; On both sides laid about as fast, And spurr'd, as jockeys, use to break, 1600 NOTES, HISTORICAL, CRITICAL, AND EXPLANATORY. PART III. CANTO I. WE now come to the Third Part of Hudibras, which is considerably longer than either the First or the Second; and yet the severest critic cannot say, that Butler grows insipid in his invention, or falters in his judgment. He still continues to shine in both those excellencies; and, to manifest the extensiveness of his abilities, he leaves no art untried to spin out these adventures to a length proportioned to his wit and satire. The reader cannot be weary of him; nor will he be so at the conclusion of the poem ; and the reason is evident, because the last part is as pregnant with wit and humour as the former; and a poetic fire is equally dif fused through the whole poem, that burns every where clearly, and every where irresistibly. V. 15-6. And more untoward to be won, Than by Caligula the moon.] Caligula, son of Germanicus and Agrippina, was one of the Emperors of Rome. During the first three months of his reign, Rome expected universal prosperity, the exiles were recalled, taxes were remitted, and profligates dismissed. But Caligula soon displayed his true character, and became wanton, proud, and cruel. He built a temple to himself, and ordered his head to be placed on the images of the gods, while he wished to imitate the thunders and powers of Jupiter; and often boasted of being the favored lover of the The statues of all great men were removed, as if Rome would sooner forget her virtues in their absence; and the emperor appeared in public places in the most indecent manner, moon. VOL. II. |