[_On I. W. A. B. of York._ (_1647_.) This vigorous onslaught on the trimmer John Williams, Archbishop of York, who began public life as a tool of Buckingham's and ended it as a kind of tolerated half-deserter to the Parliament, was turned out by the 'Vindicators' in _1677_. There may, however, have been reasons for this, other than certain spuriousness. Williams, though driven to doubtful conduct by his enmity with Laud, never called himself anything but a Royalist, was imprisoned as such, and is said to have died of grief (perhaps of compunction) at the King's execution. Also both Lake and Drake were Yorkshire men. The piece is vigorous, if not quite Clevelandish in the presence of some enjambment, and the absence of extravagant conceit.] [Line: 2 _falleris_] In advancing the general observation that 'twy-natured is no nature'.] [Line: 10 whatever] Perhaps we should read 'whatsoe'er'.] [Line: 15 'garb' _1653_.] [Line: 16 A parody of course on Prynne's _Histrio-mastix_.] [Line: 21 'he' = Proteus. Williams went right over.] [Line: 23 Williams was very popular with his fellow provincials. He took refuge in Wales when the war broke out, and was made a sort of mediator by the Welsh after Naseby.] [Line: 26 'Religion's' _1647_; 'Religious' _1651_, _1653_.] [Line: 27 _1651_, _1653_, 'I' th'': but here, as often, the apostrophation ruins the verse.] [Line: 30 'hath' _1653_: 'has' _1647_, _1651_.] [Line: 32 Williams had been chairman of the Committee 'to consider innovations' in 1641. His private malice was to Laud.] [Line: 46 I am not certain of the meaning. But Lincolnshire (at least Lindsey) was strongly Royalist early in the war till Cromwell's successes at Grantham, Lea Moor, and Winceby in 1643.] [Line: 53 _1647_, _1651_ 'unparalleled'.] Mark Antony. When as the nightingale chanted her vespers, And the wild forester couched on the ground, Venus invited me in th' evening whispers Unto a fragrant field with roses crowned, Where she before had sent My wishes' compliment; Unto my heart's content Played with me on the green. Never Mark Antony Dallied more wantonly 10 With the fair Egyptian Queen. First on her cherry cheeks I mine eyes feasted, Thence fear of surfeiting made me retire; Next on her warmer lips, which, when I tasted, My duller spirits made active as fire. Then we began to dart, Each at another's heart, Arrows that knew no smart, Sweet lips and smiles between. Never Mark, &c. 20