Some, are so _quarrellous_, that they will draw, And _Brawle_, and _Fight_, for every toy they see; Grow furious, for the wagging of a straw; And, (otherwile) for lesse then that may be. Some, are more staid, a little, and will beare, Apparent wrongs (which to their face you doe;) But, when they _Lye_, they cannot brooke to heare That any should be bold to tell them so. Another sort, I know, that _blowes_ will take, Put up the _Lye_, and give men leave to say What words they please; till spoile they seeke to make Of their estates; And, then, they’le kill and slay. But, of all _Hacksters_, farre the fiercest are Our _Cockrills of the game_, (Sir _Cupid’s_ knights) Who, (on their foolish _Coxcombes_) often weare The Scarres they get in their _Venerean-fights_. Take heede of these; for, you may pacifie The _first_, by time: The _second_, will be pleas’d If you submit, or else your words denie; The _third_, by satisfaction, are appeas’d: But, he that for his _Female_, takes offence, Through Iealousy, or madnesse, rageth so; That, he accepteth of no recompence, Till he hath wrought his _Rivals_ overthrow. Such Fury, shun; and, shunne their Vulgar minde, Who for base trash despitefully contend; But, (when a just occasion, thou shalt finde) Thy Vertuous _Mistresse_, lawfully defend. For, he, that in such cases turnes his face, Is held a _Capon_, of a Dunghill Race. _If =Safely=, thou desire to goe, Bee nor too =swift=, nor =overflow=._ [Illustration: TVTIVS VT POSSIT FIGI. ILLVSTR. X. _Book. 2_]