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And long it lasted'; all which time this maa, The sundry frenzies that he there might sees
And for a curate taking the town bull,
Would have him knit the knot. Another gull And when the show'r was somewhat'overpast, Had found an ape was chained to a stall, And that the skies began to clear at last,
Which he to worship on his knees doth fall; To the cave's mouth he softly put his ear, To do the like and doth his neighbours get, To listen if he any thing could hear,
Wbo in a chair this ill-fac'd monkey set, What harm this storm ħad done, and what became And on their shoulder lifting him on high, Of those that had been soused in the saine.
They in procession bear him with a cry; No sooner he that nimble organ lent
And him a lord will have at least, if not To the cave's mouth, but that incontinent
A greater man. Another sort bad got There was a poise, as if the garden bears,
About a pedlar, who had lately heard And all the dogs together by the ears,
How with the mad-men of this isle it far'd; And those of Bedlam bad enlarged been,
And having nothing in his pack but toys, Andito behold the baiting had come in.
Which none except meer madmen and fond boys Which when he heard, he knew too well (alas !) Would ever touch, thought verily that he That what had been foretold, was come to pass ; Amongst these Bedlams would a gainer be, Within himself, good man, he reason'd thus: Or else lose all; scarce had he pitch'd his pack, • 'Tis for our sins this plague is fallin on us. Ere he could scarcely say, “ What do ye l'ack ? Of all the rest, tho' in my wits I be,
But that they throng'd about him with their money, (I thank my Maker) yet it grieveth me
As thick as dies about a pot of honey. To see my country in this piteous case ;
Some of these lunatics, these frantic asses, Woe's me that ever they so wanted grace! Gave bim spur-rials for his farthing glasses :. But when as man once casts off virtue quite, There should you see another of these cattle And doth in sin and beastliness delight,
Give him a pound of silver for a rattle ; We see how soon God turns him to a sot.
And there another, that would needsly scorse To show myself yet a true patriot,
A costly jewel for a hobby-horse. I'll in amongst them, and if so that they
For bells and babies, such as children small Be not accurst of God, yet, yet I may,
Are ever us'd to solace them withal, By wholesome counsel (if they can but hear) Those they did buy at such a costly rate, Make them as perfect as at first they were.' That it was able to subvert a state. And thus resolv'd, goes this good poor man down; Which when this wise and suber man beheld, When at the entrance of the neighbouring town For very grief his eyes with tears were swellido He meets a woman with her buttocks bare,
Alas, that ere I saw this day! quoth he, Got up astride upon a wall-ey'd mare,
'That I my native countrymen should see To run a horse-race, and was like to ride
In this estate!" When out of very zeal Over the good man; but he stept aside:
Both to his native earth and compion-weal, And after her, another that bestrode
He thrust amongst them, and thus frames his speech: A borse of service, with a lance she rode
"• Dear countrymen, I humbly ye beseech, Arm'd, and behind her on a pillion sat
Hear me a little, and but mark me well.
Be not, I pray you, so out of your wits,
Must fall on ye, if ye continue still
Thus mad and frantic; therefore be not worse (A daintier man one would not wish to have) Than your brute beasts, to bring thereby a curse Was courting of a loathsome measled sow, Upon your nephews, so to taint their blood, And, in his judgment, swore he must allow That twenty generations shall be woo'd ; Hers the prime beauty that he ever saw.
And this brave land, for wit that hath been fam'd, Thus was she su'd to (by that prating daw)
The Isle of Idiots after shall be nam'd : Whoon a dunghill in the loathsome gore
Your brains are not so craz'd, but leave this riot, Had farrowed ten pigs scarce an hour before. And 'tis no question, but with temp’rate diet, At which this man in melancholy deep,
And counsel of wise men, when they shall see Burst into laughter, like before to weep.
The desperate estate wherein you be, Another fool, to fit him for the weather, [feather, But with such med'cines as they will apply, Had arm'd his heels with cork, his head with They'll quickly cure your grievous malady.' And in more strange and sundry colours clad, And as he would proceed with his oration, Than in the rain-bow ever can be had;
One of the chiefest of this Bedlam nation Stalk'd through the streets, preparing him to fly Lays hold on him, and asks who he should be : Up to the Moon upon an embassy.
Thou fellow,' quoth this lord,' where bad we thee? Another seeing his drunken wife disgorge
Com'st thou to preach to us that be so wise? Her pamper'd stomach, got her to a forge, What ! wilt thou take upon thee to advise And in her throat the feverous heat to quench, is, of whom all now underneath the sky With the smith's horn was giving her a drench. Mav well be seen to learn frugality? One his next neighbour halter'd bad try force, Why surely, honest fellow, thou art mad.' So frantic, that he took him for a horse,
Another standing by, swore that he had And to a pond was leading him to drink
Seen him in Bedlam fourteen years ago. k weat beyond the wit of man to think,
0,' quotb'a tird, 'this fellow do i know
This is an arpant caxcomb, a meer dizard : Another sort of a most ugly shape, se remember, this is the same wizzard,
A bear in body, and in face an ape; Which took upon him wisely to foretel
Otber, like beasts, yet had the feet of fowls, 'l he show'r, .s many years before it fell;
That demi-urchins were, or derni-owls : Whose strong effects being so strange and rare, Besides, there were of sundry other sorts, Have ipade iis such brave creatures as we are.' But we'll not stand too long on these reports, When of this. uation all the frantic rout
Of all the rest that most resembles man, Fell into laughter the poor man about: .
Was an o'er-worn ill-favour'd Babian ; Soine made mouths at him, others, as in scorn, Which of all other (for that only he With their fuikt-tingers pointed him the horn : Was full of tricks, as they are us'd to be) They call'd him ass and Jolt, and bade him go Him in her craft so seriously she taught, Amongst such fouls as he himself was, who As that in little time she had him brought, Could not teach them. At which this honest man, That nothing could afore this ape be set, Finding that nought but hate and scoru he wan That presently he could not counterfeit: 7 Amongst these idiots and their beastly kiud, She learnt him med'cines instantly to make; The poor small remnant of his life behind,
Him any thing whose shape he pleas'd to take; Deterinineth to solitude to give,
And when this skill she had on him bestow'd, And a true hermit afterward to live."
She sent him for intelligence abroad.
He like a gypsy oftentimes would go, (Correct me, daine, if I do judge amiss :)
All kind of gibb'rish be bad learnt to know, But first I'll tell you, by this honest ale,
And with a stick, a short string, and a noose, Ju my conceit this is a pretty tale;
Would show the people tricks at fast and loose; And if some handsome players would it take, Tell folks their fortunes, for he would find out It (sure) a pretty interlude would make.
By sly inquiry as he went about, But to the moral : this same mighty shower, What chance this one he, or that she had prov'd, Is a plague sent by supernatural power
W'hom they most hated, or whom most they lord, Upon the wicked. For when God intends
And looking in their hands, as there be knew it, To lay a curse on men's ungodly ends,
Out of his skill would counterteit to show it.
Sometimes he for a mountebank would pass,
Some rare extraction, presently and run
Through all the cures that he therewith had done.
Which he to bite him often would provoke,
Quoth mother Redcap, “ You have hit it right." And by a mist deceiving of the sight,
He by his active nimbleness of hand Therefore a while your patience let me crave. Into a serpent would transform a wand,
“ Out in the north tow'rus Groenland, far away, As those Egyptiaus, which by magic thought There was a witch, (as ancient stories say) Far beyond Moses wonders to have wrought. As ju those parts there many witches be ;
There never was a subtilty devis'd, Yet in her craft above all other she
In which this villain was not exercis'd. Was the most expert, dwelling in an isle,
Now from this region where they dwelt, not far, Which was in compass scarce an English mile; There was a wise and learn'd astronomer, Which by her cunning she could inake to flvat Who skilful in the planetary hours, Whither she list, as though it were a boat; The working knew of the celestial powers, And where again she meant to have it stay, And by their ill, or by their good aspect, There could she fix. it in the deepest sea,
Men in their actions wisely could direct; She could sell winds to any one that would And in the black and gloomy arts so skill'd, Buy them for nuoney, forcing them to hold That he e'en Hell in his subjection held; What time she listed, tie them in a thrcad, He could command the spir'ts op from below, Which ever as the seafarer undid,
And bind them strongly, till they let him know They rose or scantled, as his sails would drive, All the dread secrets that belong'd them to, To the same port whereas he would arrive.
And what those did, with whom they had to do She by her spells could make the Moon to stay, This wizard in his knowledge most profound, And from the east she could keep back the day, Sitting one day the depth of things to sound; Raise mists and fogs that could eclipse the light, For that the world was brought to such pass, And with the noonsted she could mix the night. That it well-near in a confusion was; C'pon this isle whereas she had abode,
For things set right, ran quickly out of frame, Nature (God knows) bnt little cost bestow'd; And those awry to rare perfection came; Yet in the same some bastard creatures werc, And matters in such sort about were brought, Seldom yet seen in any place but there;
That states were puzzled almost beyond thought, !! limen, half goat, there was a certain kind, Which made him think (as he might very well).
d6-we satyrs pourtray'd out do find; There were more devils than he knew in Helle
And thus resoltes, that he would cast about Be said of it; and therefore us your due,
What you have done for her, I'll do for you.
And to the devil give themselves away.
Sound counsel is; or rather, if you will,
Their wicked plots, not raught by common sight?
For tho' they never have so closely wrought,
Yet to confusion lastly they are brought."
• Come, come, I know I was not very wide :
My honest gossips, listen now to me.
T” all kind of witchcraft and black sorcery ;
To theft, to rapine, and to shedding blood,
And us'd to meet in many a secret place,
That were it gather'd at a certain hour,
(For nature for the same did so provide,
As tho' from knowledge gladly it to hide,
It him a war-wolf instantly would make ;
When to a forest he himself remov'd,
And there this monster sat him down to thieve,
And if he found her flesh were soft and good,
What serv'd for lust, must also serve for food.
And watching there (as for the purpose set)
Yet was he so well-breathed, and su light,
And making straight to the tall forest near, And wom to nothing, ends his wretched days: Of the sweet flesh would have his junkets there. : 'The filthy hay, abhorring of the light,
And let the shepherds do the best they could, Into the north past Thule takes her flight,
Yet would be venture oft upon the fold;
The tale chus ended, mother Owl doth take Nor could men keep so much as pig or lamb,
Amongst the rest there was a silly ass,
To be let loose; he hums, he kneels, and cries, That on the way by fortune chanc'd to pass,
Shaketli his head, and turneth up his eyes Yet (it was true) he in his time had been
'To move their pity; that soine said, 'twas sure A very perfect man in shape and skin;
This ass had sense of what he did endure: But by a witch (envying his estate)
And at the last amongst themselves decreed That had borne to him a most deadly hate,
To let him loose. The ass no sooner freed, Into this shape he was transforın'd; and so
But out he goes the company among, From place to place he wander'd to and fro, And where he saw the people thick'st to throng, And oftentimes was taken for a stray,
There he thrusts in, and looketh round about ; And in the piofold many a time he lay;
Here he runs in, and there he rusheth out; Yet held be suill the reason that he had
That he was likely to have thrown to ground When he was man, altho' be thus was clad Those in his way: which when the people found, In a poor ass's shape, wherein he goes,
Tho' the poor ass they seemed to disdain, And must indure what Fortune will inipose. Follow'd him yet, to And what he should mean, Him on his way this cruel wolf doth lake,
Until by chance that he this villain met, His present prey determining to make.
When he upon him furiously doth set, He bray'd and, roar'd, to make the people hear ; Past'ning his teeth upon himn with such strength, But it fell out, no creature being near,
That he could not be loos'd, till at the length The silly ass, when he had done his best,
Railing them in, the people make a ring, Must walk the common way amongst the rest; Struck with the wonder of so strange a thing; When tow'rds his den the cruel wolf him tngs, Whilst they are cag'd, contending whether can And by the ears most terribly him lugs :
Conquer, the ass some cry, some cry the man: But as God would, he had no list to feed,
Yet the ass dragg'd hiin, and still forward drew Wherefore to keep himn still he should have need. Tow'rds the strange spring, which yet they never The silly creature utterly forlorn,
knew ; He brings into a brake of briers and thorn, Yet to what part the struggling seem'd to sway, And so entangles by the mane and tail,
The people made a lane, and gave them way. That he might pluck and struggle there, and At length the ass had tugg'd him near thereto, hale,
The people wond'ring what he meant to do ; Till his breath left bim, unless by great chance He seein'd to show them with his foot the well, Some one might come for his deliverance.
Then with an ass-like no se he seem'd to tell At length the people grievously annoy'd
The story, now by pointing to the men, By this vile wolf, so many that destroy'd,
Then to the thief, then to the spring again : Determined a hunting they would make,
At length waxt angry, growing into passion To see if they by any means could take
Because they could not find his demonstration, This rav'nous war-wolf: and with them they bring T" express it more, he leaps into the spring, Mastiffs and mongrels, all that in a string
When on the sudden (O most wond'rous thing!) Could be got out, or could but lug a hog; To change bis shape he presently began, Ball, Eatall, Cuttail, Blackfoot, bitch and dog. And at an instant became perfect man, Bills, bats, and clubs the angry men do bear; Recov'ring speech; and coming forth, accus'd The women, eager as their husbands were, The bloody murth’rer, who had so abus'd With spits and fireforks, sware if they could catch The honest people, and such harm had done ; bim,
[him. Before them all and presently begun, It should go hard but they would soon dispatch To show them in what danger he had been, This subtle wolf, by passengers that heard And of this wolf the cruelty and sin, What forces thus against him were prepar'd, How he came chang'd again, as he had provid. And, by the noise, that they were near at hand, Whereat the people being strangely mov'd, Thinking this ass did nothing understand, Some on the head, some on the back do clap him, Goes down into a spriog that was hard by, And in their arms with shoats and kisses har Which the ass noted, and immediately
him ; He came out perfect man, his wolf's shape left, Then all at once upon the war-wolf flew, In which so long he had committed theft.
And up and down him on the earth they drew; The silly ass so wistly then did view biu,
Then from his bones the flesh in collops cut, And in his fancy so exactly drew hiin,
And on their weapon's points in triuinph put; That he was sure to own this thief again,
Returning back with a victorious song, If he should see him 'mongst a thousand men. Bearing the inan aloft with them along." This wolf turn'd man, him instantly doth shroud Quoth gammer Gurton, “ On my honcst word, In a near thicket, till the boist'rous crowd You've told a tale doth much conceit afford, Had somewhat past bim, then he in doth fall Good neighbour Owlet, and as ye have done Upon the rear, not any of them all
Each one for other since our tales begun,
As you bave moral'd Bainby's, I will yours.
To a man given to blood and cruelty,
Apd upon spoil doth only set his rest; In such strange sort, as ev'ry one desires
Which by a wolf's shape liveliest is exprest. 'To see the manner, and each one doth gather The spring, by which he gets his former shape, How he was fastend so, how he came thither. Is the evasion after every rape The silly ass yet being still in hold,
He hath to start by. And the silly ass, Makes all the means that possibly he could Which, unregarded, every where doth pass,
Is some just soul, who though the world disdain, And long tho' 'twas, (good luck ne'er comes too
That led into it: tho' his hap were good,
Was so well jointed, and so wondrous strong,
“ A mighty waste there in a country was, That he thereby of entrance was debarr'd, Yet pot so great as it was poor of grass.
And thereby hard beset ; Wet thought at length, Twas said of old, a saint once curst the soil, 'Twas done by sleight, that was not done by So barren and so hungry, that no toil
Fast in the ground his two fore-feet doth get,
Fresh foot-hold, and afresh be shakes and shakes,
And heard the gate fall clatt'ring at his heels;
That all the waste resourded with his note. That sprouting forth, they drooping bung the The rest, that did his language understand, head,
Knew well there was some good to them in hand,
And so desirous to see their good hap,
Now they bestir their teeth, and do devour
Than twice so many could in twice the time,
Till prickt with plenty, eas'd of all their lacks,
They tread and waddle all the goodly grass,
(wallow'd. Of those quick carrions the most eminent
There they had dung'd, and laid 'em down and
And in the deep fog batten all the day.
Till ev'n like lard their thicken'd sides were fed.
But on a time the weather being fair,
To view his pasture the rich owner went,
Finding the feeding, for which he had toil'd
He in a rage upon them-sets bis cur,
But for his ba wling not a beast would stir ;
Then whoots and shouts, and claps his hands;
Upon a sudden they together start,
He back and back into a quagmire by,
But lightly treading thereupon, doth skitt,