"They know all that is good or hurt, To damn ye or to save ye; There is the college and the court, The country, camp, and navy. So great an university, I think there ne'er was any; In which you may a scholar be, For spending of a penny. "Here men do talk of everything, With large and liberal lungs, Like women at a gossiping, With double tire of tongues, They'll give a broadside presently, 'Soon as you are in view: With stories that you'll wonder at, Which they will swear are true. "You shall know there what fashions are, How perriwigs are curl'd; And for a penny you shall hear All novels in the world; Both old and young, and great and small, And rich and poor you'll see; Therefore let's to the Coffee all, Come all away with me." FOOTNOTES: [3] The Dutch admiral who, in June, 1667, dashed into the Downs with a fleet of eighty sail, and many fire-ships, blocked up the mouths of the Medway and Thames, destroyed the fortifications at Sheerness, cut away the paltry defences of booms and chains drawn across the rivers, and got to Chatham, on the one side, and nearly to Gravesend on the other; the king having spent in debauchery the money voted by Parliament for the proper support of the English navy. [4] General Monk and Prince Rupert were at this time commanders of the English fleet. [5] Lilly was the celebrated astrologer of the Protectorate, who earned great fame at that time by predicting, in June, 1645, "if now we fight, a victory stealeth upon us:" a lucky guess, signally verified in the King's defeat at Naseby. Lilly thenceforth always saw the stars favourable to the Puritans. [6] This man was originally a fishing-tackle-maker in Tower-street, during the reign of Charles I.; but turning enthusiast, he went about prognosticating "the downfall of the King and Popery;" and as he and his predictions were all on the popular side, he became a great man with the superstitious "godly brethren" of that day. [7] Turnbal, or Turnbull-street as it is still called, had been for a century previous of infamous repute. In Beaumont and Fletcher's play, the _Knight of the Burning Pestle_, one of the ladies who is undergoing penance at the barber's, has her character sufficiently pointed out to the audience, in her declaration, that she had been "stolen from her friends in Turnbal-street." LLOYD'S COFFEE-HOUSE. Lloyd's is one of the earliest establishments of the kind; it is referred to in a poem printed in the year 1700, called the _Wealthy Shopkeeper, or Charitable Christian_: "Now to Lloyd's coffee-house he never fails, To read the letters, and attend the sales."