English literature -- Early modern, 1500-1700; English wit and humor; Great Britain -- Civilization -- 17th century -- Literary collections
Here to a period is a Scriv'ner come; [13.]
This is his last sheet, full point and total sum.
Of all aspersions, I excuse him not,
'Tis plain, he liv'd not without many a blot;
Yet he no ill example shew'd to any,
But rather gave good coppies unto many,
He in good Letters alwayes had been bred,
And hath writ more, than many men have read.
He Rulers had at his command by law,
Although he could not hang, yet he could draw.
He did more Bond men make than any,
A dash of's pen alone did ruine many.
That not without all reason we may call
His letters, great or little, Capitall;
Yet 'tis the Scrivner's fate as sure as Just,
When he hath all done, then he falls to dust.
[8.] One was saying that his great Grandfather, and Grandfather, and
Father died at Sea. Said another that heard him, and I were you,
I would never come at Sea. Why, saith he, where did your great
Grandfather, Grandfather and Father die? He answered, where, but in
their beds? saith the other, _And I were as you, I would never come to
bed_.
_These following are to be understood two ways._
I saw a Peacock, with a fiery tail. [13.]
I saw a blazing Comet, drop down hail.
I saw a Cloud, with ivy Circled round.
I saw a sturdy Oak, creep on the ground.
I saw a Pismire,[F. 29] swallow up a Whale.
I saw a raging Sea, brim full of Ale.
I saw a Venice Glass, sixteen foot deep.
I saw a Well, full of mens tears that weep.
I saw their Eyes, all in a flame of fire.
I saw a House, as big as the Moon and higher.
I saw the Sun, even in the midst of night
I saw the Man that saw this wondrous sight.
[Footnote 29: An ant.]
One writ _Olivarius_ [12.]
Instead of Oliverus
In _Oliver's_ time; 'twas his will,
And his reason was good,
If well understood,
'Cause he varies from _verus_ still.
A man he did say [12.]
To his friend t'other day,
That his sow had lost her life;
Sayes one Mr _Howes_,
Now you talk of Sowes,
Pray, Neighbour, how does your wife?
[18.] _John Scot_ so famous for his Learning, sitting at Table with a
young Gallant, was by way of Jest, asked by him what Difference there
was between _Scot_ and _Sot_. To which he presently reply'd _Mensa
tantum_, that is the Tables breadth; for the other sat just over
against him.
=The Devil's Oak:=
or, his
Ramble in a Tempestuous Night, where he
hapn'd to Discourse with Men of
several Callings, of his own
Colour and Complexion.
_To a very pleasant new Tune._
And the Devil he was weather-beat, [21.]
and forc'd to take a tree,
Because the tempest was so great,
his way he could not see:
But under an Oak, instead of a Cloak,
he stood to keep himself dry,
And as he stood, a Fryer in his hood,
by chance came passing by.
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