But _Monsieur_, have you never heard report Of Poictiers, Crescy, and of Agen-court? When _France_ was drown'd with streams of Frenchmen's blood, And English Valor could not be withstood? Sixth HENRY in _Paris_ Crown'd in State, And _France_ (submissive) did on _England_ wait. When only TALBOT'S Name did bear such sway, To make Ten thousand French men run away? Is not _France_, and the Nation still the same, Whom _England_ did in all Encounters tame? Have we not Hero's still who are endu'd With Valor, (Stars of the first Magnitude?) YORKS Duke, Brave ALBEMARLE, equal to those Our Ancestors, who French men did oppose? With other Worthies of deserved Fame, Make Frenchmen tremble for to hear their Name. _Frenchman._ _Begar_ dis true, de English-man speak right, _France_ leave to Dance, and now de learn to Fight. _Adieu Monsieur._ LONDON, Printed in the Year 1666. [103.] A Nobleman often hunting, used to be always near his Huntsman, who was an excellent old Servant, and one of whom he priz'd, and was often familiar with; but at coming to a Hedge or Ditch, he wou'd call him, _Jack_ do you leap first. Not I by G--, my Lord, (reply's he) do you go first and break your Neck, if you please, I value mine a little more. [82.] A Countrey woman at an Assize was to take her oath against a party; the said party entreated the Judge that her oath might not bee taken; the Judge demanded why he excepted against her: my Lord (quoth hee) shee is a Recusant or Romane Catholique, and they hold it in no matter of Conscience to swear any thing against us. Come hither, woman, said the Judge, I doe not thinke thou art a Recusant, I am perswaded that for fourty shillings thou wilt sweare the Pope is a knave: Good, my Lord, said shee, the Pope is a stranger to mee, but if I knew him as well as I know your Lordship, I would sweare for half the mony. [116.] The following satire is given merely as a type: From Commonwealth Coblers, and zealous State Tinkers, From Speeches and Expedients of Politick Blinkers, From Rebellious Taps, and Tapsters, and Skinkers. Libera nos. From Elephant Baptists, and their doughty free State, From looking in _Newgate_ through Reformation Grate, And from their last sayings and Hempen-ruff Fate. Libera nos. From Papists on one hand, and Phanatick o' th' t'other, From Presbyter _Jack_, the Popes younger brother, And Congregational Daughters far worse than their Mother. Libera nos. From Religions that teach men to kill and to slay, From faith that is coupled with the word Disobey, And from Sectaries e'er having of another day. Libera nos.