But one of the justest and finest Pieces of _Irony_, and the most timely and seasonably vented, and that deserves perpetual Remembrance, is, _Andrews_ the grave Bishop of _Winchester_'s Irony, on _Neal_ the grave Bishop of _Durham_; of which we have the following Relation in the Poet _Waller_'s _Life_, prefix'd before his Works: "On the Day of the Dissolution of the last Parliament of King _James_ the First, Mr. _Waller_, out of Curiosity or Respect, went to see the King at Dinner; with whom were Dr. _Andrews_ the Bishop of _Winchester_, and Dr. _Neal_ Bishop of _Durham_, standing behind his Majesty's Chair. There happen'd something very extraordinary in the Conversation those Prelates had with the King, on which Mr. _Waller_ did often reflect. His Majesty ask'd the Bishops, _My Lords, cannot I take my Subjects Money when I want it, without all this Formality in Parliament?_ The Bishop of _Durham_ readily answer'd, _God forbid, Sir, but you should; you are the Breath of our Nostrils_. Whereupon the King turn'd and said to the Bishop of _Winchester_, _Well, my Lord, what say you? Sir_, replied the Bishop, _I have no Skill to judge of Parliamentary Cases_. The King answer'd, _No Put-offs, my Lord; answer me presently. Then, Sir_, said he, _I think it is lawful for you to take my Brother_ Neal_'s_ _Money, for he offers it_. Mr. _Waller_ said the Company was pleas'd with this Answer, and the Wit of it seem'd to affect the King." Which shews the exceeding Aptness and Usefulness of a good _Irony_; that can convey an Instruction to a vicious, evil, and tyrannical Prince, highly reflecting on his Conduct, without drawing on his Resentment.