PART I. THIRD CANTO. The Argument. The Scatter'd rout return and rally, The man that meddles with cold iron ! What plaguy mischiefs and mishaps For tho' Dame Fortune seem to smile, VOL. I. S 5 She'll after shew him, in the nick I' th' ditty call'd, What if a day? For Hudibras, who thought he 'ad won The field as certain as a gun, And having routed the whole troop, With victory was cock-a-hoop; 10 Thinking he 'ad done enough to purchase 15 20 For now the late faint-hearted rout, Seeing the coaft was free and clear But wifely doubting to hold out, 25 30 35 40 |