_Busy._ Surely, it may be otherwise, but it is subject to construction, subject, and hath a face of offence, with the weake, a great face, a foule face, but that face may have a vaile put over it and be shaddowed, as it were, it may be eaten, and in the _Fayre_, I take it, in a Booth, the tents of the wicked: the place is not much, not very much, we may be religious in midst of the prophane, so it be eaten with a reformed mouth, with _Sobriety_, and humblenesse; not gorg'd in with gluttony, or greedinesse; there's the feare: for should she goe there, as taking pride in the place, or delight in the uncleane dressing, to feed the vanity of the eye, or the lust of the palat, it were not well, it were not fit, it were abominable, and not good. _John._ Nay, I knew that afore, and told her on't, but courage, _Win_, we'll be humble enough; we'll seek out the homeliest Booth i' the _Fayre_, that's certaine; rather than faile, wee'll eate it o' the ground. * * * * * _Busy._ In the way of comfort to the weake, I will goe, and eat. I will eate exceedingly, and prophesie; there may be a good use made of it, too, now I thinke on't; by the publike eating of Swines flesh, to professe our hate, and loathing of _Iudaisme_, whereof the brethren stand taxed; I will therefore eate, yea, I will eate exceedingly. [Footnote 78: A synonym for a Puritan, as Butler says in _Hudibras_-- "Through Banbury I passed, O profane one, And there I saw a Puritane one Hanging of his Cat on Monday For killing of a Rat on Sunday." ] [Footnote 79: I is frequently used for ay.] [Footnote 80: It was the proper thing to eat roast sucking pig at Bartholomew fair.] _Why women weare a fall._ A question 'tis why women weare a fall, [5.] The truth it is to pride they are given all, And pride the proverbe saies must have a fall. A Gentleman did say [12.] On the last Twelf-day, That Cheese digests ev'ry thing; Y'are dispos'd to jest, And will ne're be at rest, But at all will have a fling. I'le say't o're agen Nay, before any Men, That it causes a good digestion; You'l jest on still, Let me say what I will, Though you ne're are askt the Question. [32.] What is it that goeth to the water, and leaveth its guts at home? _Solution._ It is a pillow beer,[F. 81] for when it goeth to washing, the pillow and the feathers be left at home. [Footnote 81: Pillow case.] [17.] Two Widdows sitting by the fire, were chatting together of their dead Husbands; and one said, come, let us have another candle, for my poor Husband lov'd light, God send him Light ever lasting; and says the other; My poor Husband lov'd a good fire, I wish him Fire everlasting.