Quintus his wit, infus'd into his brain, Mislikes the place, and fled into his feet; And there it wanders up and down the street,[474] Dabbled in the dirt, and soakËd in the rain. Doubtless his wit intends not to aspire, Which leaves his head, to travel in the mire. FOOTNOTES: [473] Not in MS. [474] Old eds. "streets." IN SEVERUM. XIII. The puritan Severus oft doth read This text, that doth pronounce vain speech a sin,-- "That thing defiles a man, that doth proceed From out the mouth, not that which enters in." Hence is it that we seldom hear him swear; And therefore like a Pharisee, he vaunts: But he devours more capons in a year Than would suffice a hundred protestants. And, sooth, those sectaries are gluttons all, As well the thread-bare cobbler as the knight; 10 For those poor slaves which have not wherewithal, Feed on the rich, till they devour them quite; And so, like Pharaoh's kine, they eat up clean Those that be fat, yet still themselves be lean. IN LEUCAM. XIV.[475] Leuca in presence once a fart did let: Some laugh'd a little; she forsook the place; And, mad with shame, did eke her glove forget, Which she return'd to fetch with bashful grace; And when she would have said "this is[476] my glove," "My fart," quod she; which did more laughter move. FOOTNOTES: [475] Not in MS. [476] So Isham copy.--Other eds. omit the words "this is." IN MACRUM. XV. Thou canst not speak yet, Macer; for to speak, Is to distinguish sounds significant: Thou with harsh noise the air dost rudely break; But what thou utter'st common sense doth want,-- Half-English words, with fustian terms among, Much like the burden of a northern song. IN FAUSTUM. XVI. "That youth," said Faustus, "hath a lion seen, Who from a dicing-house comes moneyless." But when he lost his hair, where had he been? I doubt me, he[477] had seen a lioness. FOOTNOTES: [477] So MS. and eds. B, C. Not in Isham copy or ed. A. IN COSMUM. XVII. Cosmus hath more discoursing in his head Than Jove when Pallas issu'd from his brain; And still he strives to be deliverËd Of all his thoughts at once; but all in vain; For, as we see at all the playhouse-doors, When ended is the play, the dance, and song, A thousand townsmen, gentlemen, and whores, Porters, and serving-men, together throng,-- So thoughts of drinking, thriving, wenching, war, And borrowing money, ranging in his mind, 10 To issue all at once so forward are, As none at all can perfect passage find. IN FLACCUM. XVIII. The false knave Flaccus once a bribe I gave; The more fool I to bribe so false a knave: But he gave back my bribe; the more fool he, That for my folly did not cozen me. IN CINEAM. XIX.