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Hudibras: In Three Parts. Written in the Time of the Civil Wars. by Samuel ...
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Hudibras: In Three Parts, Written in the Time of the Late Wars
Samuel Butler,Zachary Grey
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Account Æneid agen Alluding Almanack ancient Astrology believ'd Ben Johnson's Cafe call'd Canto Cause Changeling chap Church Conjurer cou'd Covenant Death Devil Don Quixote Ears Echard's History edit ev'ry Fable Faith fame fays Fear Feats folio Fools Georgic give Grace hang'd Heaven Hierarchy of Angels History of England History of Independency Honour Horse House Hudibras ibid intitled John Birkenhead King King's Knight Lady Letter Lilly London Lord Love Lover Loyal Songs Marriage Mercurius Name Napier's Bones ne'er never Number Oaths observes Opinion Paracelsus Parliament Parthian Empire Person Poem Poet Pow'r Presbyterian pretended prov'd publick Quoth Ralpho Roundhead Rump Saints Scot sect Siculi Sidrophel Soul Squire Stars Tatler tell thee Things thou Tract trepanning Tricks true turn turn'd twas us'd Vide Whachum Wife William Lilly Witchcraft Witches Word
Page 164 - To make up one Hermaphrodite ; Still amorous, and fond, and billing, Like Philip and Mary on a shilling...
Page 176 - Soon as she spreads her hand, th' aerial guard Descend, and sit on each important card : First Ariel perch'd upon a matadore, Then each, according to the rank they bore ; For sylphs, yet mindful of their ancient race, Are, as when women, wondrous fond of place.
Page 85 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Page 91 - And though you overcame the bear, The dogs beat you at Brentford fair ; Where sturdy butchers broke your noddle, And handled you like a fop-doodle. Quoth Hudibras, I now perceive You are no conj'rer, by your leave : That paultry story is untrue, And forg'd to cheat such gulls as you.
Page 74 - Ferdinand' Mendez Pinto was but a type of thee, thou liar of the first magnitude.
Page 87 - There's but the twinkling of a star Between a man of peace and war, A thief and justice, fool and knave, A huffing officer and a slave, A crafty lawyer and pick-pocket, A great philosopher and a block-head, A formal preacher and a player, A learn'd...
Page 21 - Th' intelligible world he knew, And all men dream on't to be true: That in this world there's not a wart That has not there a counterpart; Nor can there, on the face of ground An individual beard be found That has not, in that foreign nation, A fellow of the self-same fashion ; So cut, so coloured, and so curl'd, As those are in th