The English Rogue: Continued in the Life of Meriton Latroon, and Other Extravagants: The Fourth PartHead, Richard
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The English Rogue: Continued in the Life of Meriton Latroon, and Other Extravagants: The Fourth Part
Head, Richard
Rogues and vagabonds -- England -- Fiction
expecting a wind; but that you may not forget your Native Countrey, this
Town in particular; but more especially your matchless Rogueries, you
shall be sharply whipt according to your deserts, and from the House of
Correction immediately shipt away. You Gentlemen, that have been
sufferers by this young Rogue, see that my sentence be punctually
performed; and if you please to give your selves farther satisfaction,
let each person offended, give the Offender three lashes apiece, above
the general number appointed._ I was straightways hurried from thence to
the House of Correction; not only Guarded, but regarded by half the
Town; my Accusers stuck to me to the very last, neither was there
wanting those (to the number of a score) that verily believ’d I had
abused them too (having lost several things lately) which accompanied
me, hoping to give themselves some satisfaction, by having each of them
a fling at my ——. The illest lookt Rogue that ever dropt out of a Carts
arse at Tyburn, was superlatively handsom to this Baboon, bare-arst,
Monkey-fac’d Jerker, that was to correct my Rogueship. His eyes were of
two different colours, and of as different motions; they would turn from
each sometimes to the utmost Angles of his face, as if they loathing
each other, would not admit of that correspondency which good eyes bless
themselves withal: and then again furiously return, angerly endeavouring
to pry into each others Cells, how they might extinguish the malignancie
of that sight, each other hated for the Neighbour-hood. The Hair of his
Head and Eye-brows hung over his Fore head, and part of his Face, like
that of an _Iceland Shock_; Nature when she formed him was very
frollicksom, and summon’d all the faculties of her art to make a thing
appear ridiculously monstrous; for the colour of his Face appear’d less
lovely than a _Molotto’s_, the sides of his Cheek like two pieces of
Tann’d-Hide flie-bitten; his Nose about an inch longer than _Mother
Shipton_ is pictur’d with, and somewhat more curved; his Mouth opened as
wide as an Oligators; and his Teeth within that vast Concave, alike
straggling, his Chin was like the Rump of a Goose. When he did sweat (as
he did rarely otherwise) his neck lookt very like a Collar of Brawn,
standing in its own Pickle; his back was borrowed from a Cammel, his
Belly from a Swine, his Leggs from a Crane, much longer, though not
quite so small; But I believe the Devil helpt him to Arms, for my
Doublet and Shirt being stript over my ears, there was an Engine brought
much like a Pillorie, in which there was three holes; the middlemost for
my Head, and one of each side for my hands: These Principal Members of
mine being there fixt, he takes up a Stick in his hand with five or six
Cords at the end thereof, with which, at the first blow, I thought he
had cut me in two, following that with three or four more, and in the
end did so lay about him, that my very Accusers were forc’d to intreat
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