[Footnote 186: "On a broadside, entitled as above, is a woodcut, which represents a 'Projector' who has a pig's (? fox's) face, a fox's ears, screws for legs, and fish hooks for fingers, bears a measure of coal, and a barrel of wine on his legs respectively, tobacco pipes, dice, roll tobacco, playing cards, and a bundle of hay slung to his body, papers of pins on his right arm, and a measure for spirits on his left arm, a barrel (? for soap or butter) and a dredger, (? for starch) on the skirts of his coat. "The introduction of screws here may be illustrated by the speech of Alderman Chambers, who was prosecuted in the Star Chamber for saying that merchants were more screwed up and wronged in England than in Turkey; he was fined £2000."--_Catalogue of Prints and Drawings in the British Museum_, No. 263.] Loe I, that lately was a _Man_ of fashion [101.] The _Bug-beare_ and the _Scarcrow_ of this Nation Th' admired mighty _Mountee banke_ of _Fame_, The Juggling _Hocus Pocus_ of good name, The Bull-begger, who did affright and feare, And rake, and pull, teare, pill, pole, shave, and sheare, Now _Time_ hath pluck'd the _Vizard_ from my face, I am the onely Image of disgrace. My ugly shape I hid so cunningly (Close cover'd with the cloake of honesty) That from the _East_ to _West_ from _South_ to _North_, I was a man esteem'd of ex'lent worth. And (Sweet Sir _Thomas Dodger_) for your sake, My studious time I spent, my sleepes I brake, My braines I tost with many a strange vagary, And (like a Spaniell) did both fetch and carry, To you, such _Projects_, as I could invent, Not thinking there would come a Parliament. I was the great _Projector_, and from me, Your Worship learn'd to be a _Patentee_, I had the Art to cheat the Common-weale, And you had tricks and slights to passe the Seale. I tooke the paines, I travell'd, search'd, and sought Which, (by your power) were into Patents wrought. What was I but your journey man, I pray, To bring youre worke to you, both night and day: I found _Stuffe_, and you brought it so about You (like a skilfull _Taylor_) cut it out, And fashion'd it, but now (to our displeasure) You fail'd exceedingly in taking measure. My legs were Screws, to raise thee high or low, According as your power did _Ebbe_ or _Flow_: And at your will I was Screwd up too high That tott'ring, I have broke my necke thereby. For you, I made my _Fingers fish-hookes_ still To catch at all _Trades_, either good or ill, I car'd not much who lost, so we might get, For all was _Fish_ that came into the Net. For you, (as in my Picture plaine appeares) I put a _Swines face_ on, an _Asses eares_, The one to listen unto all I heard Wherein your Worships profit was prefer'd, The other to tast all things, good or bad. (As Hogs will doe) where profit may be had.