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Than all those lordly fooles which lock their bones
And—blessed soule !-though this my sorrow
Adde nought to thy perfections, yet as man
Nomen et arma locum servant, te, amice, nequivi
UPON A CLOKE LENT HIM BY MR. J.
ERE, take again thy sack-cloth! and thank
heav'n Thy courtship hath not kill'd me; Is't
not even Whether wee dye by peecemeale, or at once ? Since both but ruine, why then for the nonce Didst husband my affiictions, and cast o're Me this forc'd hurdle to inflame the score ? Had I neer London in this rug been seen Without doubt I had executed been For some bold Irish spy, and ’crosse a sledge Had layn mess'd up for their foure gates and
bridge. When first I bore it, my oppressèd feet Would needs perswade me 'twas some leaden sheet; Such deep impressions, and such dangerous holes Were made, that I began to doubt my soals And ev'ry step-so neer necessityDevoutly wish'd some honest cobler by ; Besides it was so short, the Jewish rag Seem'd circumcis'd, but had a Gentile shag. Hadst thou been with me on that day, when wee Left craggie Bilston,' and the fatall Dee,
Now Bishtox (or BisuoPSTONE) in Monmouthshire,
When beaten with fresh storms, and late mishap
And this was civill. I have since known more
which I And Bias us'd before me’ - I did lye
near Caerleon in Merionethshire, the Isca Silurum of the Romans. "Craggie Biston' refers no doubt to certain caves there.
The Poet's school-boy rambles from Llangattock doubtless included Bishton. G.
i Saracen. G. 2 One of the Seven Wise Men. Probably the allusion
Pure Adumite, and simply for that end
bosome-friend. O that thou hadst been there next morn, that I Might teach thee new Micro-cosmo-graphie ! Thou wouldst have ta’ne me, as I naked stood For one of the seven pillars before the floud ; Such characters and hierogliphicks were, In one night worn, that thou mightst justly swear I'de slept in cere-cloth, or at Bedlam, where The mad-men lodge in straw; I'le not forbear To tell thee all; his wild impress and tricks Like SPEED's' old Britans made me look, or Picts; His villanous, biting, wire-embraces Had seal'd in me more strange formes and faces Than children see in dreames, or thou hast read In arras, puppet-playes, and ginger-bread, With angled schemes, and crosses that bred fear Of being handled by some conjurer, And neerer, thou wouldst think-such strokes
were drawn I'de been some rough statue of Fetter-lane ;?
is to an ungallant dilemma on the subject of marriage fathered on him in Aulus Gellius. (v. 11). G.
| John Speed : Born 1555 : died July 28th 1629. G. ? Fetter Lane was a 'lane' leading originally to gardens, and so called says Stow, on account of feuters (idle people) lying there. Both extremities of the lane' were used for
Nay, I believe, had I that instant been
two Fine roomes of one, and spread upon a stick, Is a partition, without lime or brick. Horn'd obstinacie ! how my heart doth fret To think what mouthes and elbowes it would set In å wet day ? have you for two pence e're Seen King Harry's chappell at Westminster,
more than two centuries as places of public execution. Ben Jonson names it in association with pawnbrokers. From Vaughan's allusion there must have been 'statues' placed in some of the public buildings. The student of Puritanism will remember Fetter-lane mainly as consecrated by the 'preaching' of the burningly eloquent William Fenner. G.