_Gazing Astronomers had never found How the great Axle of the World wheels round Had they not tasted Sack: ’tis Sack’s the eye Of solid Logick, and Philosophy. Nay, be you ne’re so strongly grounded, If you contend with Sack, you’l be confounded._ _Your Learn’d Physitians, famous for their skill, Give Drugs to others whom they mean to kill; But mark them who so please, in hugger-mugger, They cure themselves meerly with Sack and Sugar. Should we to former Ages but look back, There you should find the strange effects of Sack:_ _Shall I ascend to_ Jove, _the Heavens Protector? What is that drink call’d by the Poets, Nectar? Was’t not Canary? yes, there’s nothing truer, For all men know, that_ Bacchus _was his Brewer: Who by Canary, as its poetis’d, Became a God, and was Immortalliz’d._ CHAP. XXII. _Our Extravagant uses strange wayes to raise moneys; which being got in, he takes a journey into the Countrey, marries, and returns; meets with one of his Companions, who laid a wager about their Footmens drinking: he being indebted to our Extravagant, and not in a capacity to pay him till his Fathers death; he projects a way to kill the Father; and not come within the compass of the Law; he undertakes and performs it. This Extravagant’s answer to his Mother; and his getting a suit of Clothes of a strange Taylor. He cheats at the water-side, and cheats Gentlemen of several Cloakes, which he sells to a Broker, who upon some discontent claps him in a prison, where he again expresses his Poetry._