Wherefore he bids the Squire ride further, T'observe their numbers, and their order: That, when their motions he had known, So He might know how to fit his own. Mean while he stopp'd his willing steed, To fit himself for martial deed: Both kinds of metal he prepar'd, Either to give blows, or to ward; 85 Courage and Steel, both of great force, Prepar'd for better, or for worse. His death-charg'd piftols he did fit well, Drawn out from life-preferving vittle. Thefe being prim'd, with force he labour'd 90 To free's fword from retentive scabbard : And after many a painful pluck, From rufty durance he bail'd tuck. Then fhook himself, to see that prowess In fcabbard of his arms fat loofe; 95 And rais'd upon his defp'rate foot, On ftirrup-fide he gaz'd about, Portending blood, like blazing ftar, The beacon of approaching war. RALPHO rode on with no lefs fpeed 100 Than Hugo in the foreft did : But far more in returning made, For now the foe he had furvey'd, Rang'd as to him they did appear, With Van, Main Battle, Wings, and Rear. 105 I' the head of all this warlike rabble, CROWDERO march'd, expert and able. Inftead of Trumpet and of Drum, That makes the warrior's ftomach come, Whofe noise whets valour sharp, like beer

110 By thunder turn'd to vinegar 3

(For

(For if a trumpet found, or drum beat, Who has not à month's mind to combat?) A Squeaking Engine he apply'd Unto his neck, on north-eaft fide, 115 Juft where the hangman does dispose, To fpecial friends, the knot of noose: For 'tis Great Grace, when Statesmen straig Difpatch a friend, let others wait.

His warped Ear hung o'er the frings, 120 Which was but Soufe to Chitterlings: For guts, fome write, e're they are fodden Are fit for mufic, or for pudden :

From whence men borrow ev'ry kind Of minstrelfy, by ftring or wind. 125 His grifly Beard was long and thick, With which he ftrung his fiddle-stick : For he to horfe-tail fcorn'd to owe, For what on his own chin did grow. Chiron, a the four-legg'd bard, had both 130 A beard and tail of his own growth; And yet by authors 'tis averr'd,

He made ufe only of his beard.

In b Staffordshire, where virtuous worth Does raise the minstrelfy, not birth; 135 Where bulls do chufe the boldest king, And ruler, o'er the men of ftring; (As once in Perfia, 'tis faid,

Kings were proclaim'd by a horse that neigh
He bravely vent'ring at a crown,

140 By chance of war, was beaten down, And wounded fore: His leg then broke, Had got a deputy of oak:

For when a fhin in fight is cropp'd,
The knee with one of timber's propp'd,

145. Efteem'd more honourable than the other, And takes place though the

younger

brother.

Next march'd brave ORSIN, famous for
Wife Conduct, and Succefs in War:
A fkilful leader, ftout, fevere,

150 Now marfhal to the Champion Bear.
With truncheon tipp'd with iron head,
The warrior to the lifts he led ;
With folemn march, and stately pace,
But far more grave and folemn face.
155 Grave as Emperor of Pegu,
Or Spanish potentate Don Diego.
This leader was of knowledge great,
Either for charge, or for retreat.
He knew when to fall on Pell-mell.
160 To fall back and retreat as well.
So Lawyers, left the bear Defendant,
And Plaintiff dog, fhou'd make an end on't,
Do ftave and tail with Writs of Error,
Reverse of Judgment, and Demurrer,
165 To let them breathe a while, and then
Cry whoop, and set them on agen.
As ROMULUS a Wolf did rear,
So he was dry-nurs'd by a Bear,
That fed him with the purchas'd prey
170 Of many a fierce and bloody fray;
Bred up, where Difcipline most rare is,
In military Garden Paris.

.

For Soldiers heretofore did grow
In Gardens, juft as Weeds do now;
175 Until fome fplay-foot politicians
T' APOLLO offer'd up petitions,
For licenfing a new invention

Th' 'ad found out of an antique Engine,

Το

To root out all the weeds that grow 180 In public gardens at a blow,

And leave th' herbs ftanding. Quoth Sir Sun
My friends, that is not to be done.

Not done! quoth Statesmen ; yes, an't please ye When it is once known, you'll fay 'tis eafy 185 Why then let's know it, quoth Apollo:

We'll beat a Drum, and they'll all follow. A Drum! (quoth PHOEBUS) troth that's true A pretty invention quaint and new. But though of voice and inftrument 190 We are th' undoubted president; We fuch loud mufic don't profefs: The Devil's master of that Office, Where it must pass, if't be a Drum; He'll fign it with Cler. Parl. Dom. Com 195 To him apply yourselves, and he Will foon difpatch you for his fee. They did fo, but it prov'd fo ill, Th'ad better let 'em grow there ftill. But to refume what we difcourfing 200 Were on before, that is, ftout ORSIN; That which so oft by fundry writers Has been apply'd t' almost all fighters More juftly may b'afcrib'd to this, Than any other warrior, (viz.) 205 None ever acted both parts bolder, Both of a chieftain and a foldier. He was of great defcent, and high For fplendor and antiquity,

And from celeftial origine

210 Deriv'd himself in a right line.

Not as the ancient Heroes did,

Who, that their bafe-births might be hid,

(Know

(Knowing they were of doubtful gender, And that they came in at a windore) 215 Made Jupiter himself and others

O' th' gods, gallants to their own mothers,
To get on them a race of champions.
(Of which old Homer first made Lampoons);
ARCTOPHYLAX in northern sphere

220 Was his undoubted ancestor:
From him his great fore-fathers came,
And in all ages bore his name.
Learned he was in Med'c'nal Lore,
For by his fide a pouch he wore,

225 Replete with ftrange Hermetic Powder,
That wounds nine miles point-blank wou'd
By fkilful Chymift with great coft [folder.
Extracted from a rotten poft;

But of a heav'nlier influence

230 Than that which mountebanks dispense; Tho' by Promethean fire made,

As they do quack that drive that trade.
For, as when flovens do amifs

At others doors, by ftool or pifs,

235 The learned write, a red-hot fpit
B'ing prudently apply'd to it,
Will convey mischief from the dung
Unto the part that did the wrong :
So this did Healing, and as fure
240 As that did Mischief, this would cure.
Thus virtuous ORSIN was endu'd
With learning, conduct, fortitude,
Incomparable and as the prince
Of poets, HOMER, fung long fince,
245 A fkilful Leech is better far

Than half a hundred Men of War;

So