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The farthest way about t’ o'ercome; ;
l'th' end does prove the nearest home; .
By laws of learned duellists,

They that are bruis’d with wood or fists, 280
And think one beating may for once....!
Suffice, are cowards and poltroons:
But if they dare engage t a second,
They're stout and gallant fellows reckon’d.', ;

Th' old Romans freedom did bestow, 235
Our princes worship with a blow :

King Pyrrhus cur’d his splenetie s
And testy courtiers with a kick.
The Negus, when some mighty lord
Or potentate 's to be restor'd

And pardon’d for some great offence,
With which he 's willing to dispense; .
First has him laid upon his belly, :
Then beaten back and side, t' a jelly: . ..
That done, he rises, humbly bows, -.. 245
And gives thanks for the princely blows, :.;
Departs not meanly proud and boasting :''
Of his magnificent rib-roasting. . .
The beaten soldier proves most manful,
That like his sword, endures the anvil; 250


And justly 's held more formidable,
The more his valor 's malleable;'
But he that fears a bastinado,
Will run away from his own shadow: .
And tho' I 'm now in durance fast,
By our own party basely cast,
Ransom, exchange, parole refus’d,
And worse than by the en’my us’d,
In close catastra shut, past hope
Of wit, or valor, to elope:

As beards the nearer that they tend
To th' earth, still grow more reverend;
And cannons shoot the higher pitches,
The lower we let down their breeches :
I'll make this low dejected fate

265 Advance me to a greater height.

Quoth she, Y' have almost made m' in love With that which did my pity move. Great wits, and valors, like great states, Do sometimes sink with their own weights: 270 Th’ extremes of glory and of shame, Like east and west become the same: No Indian prince has to his palace More followers than a thief to th' gallows,

But if a beating seem so brave, i 275
What glories must a whipping have? .
Such great achievements cannot fail
To cast salt on a woman's tail :
For if I thought your nat’ral talent
Of passive courage were so gallant,

280 As you strain hard to have it thought, I could grow amorous, and dote.

When Hudibras this language heard, He prick'd up 's ears, and strok'd his beard: :: Thought he, this is the lucky hour; 285 Wines work when vines are in the flow'r ; . This crisis then I'll set my rest on, And put her boldly to the question.

Madam, what you would seem to doubt, Shall be to all the world made out: How I've been drubb’d, and with what spirit And magnanimity I bear it ; And if you doubt it to be true, I'll stake myself down against you: And if I fail in love or troth, . 295 Be you the winner, and take both.

Quoth she, I've heard old cunning stagers Say, fools for arguments use wagers ;

And tho' I prais'd your valor, yet
I did not mean to baulk your wit ;

Which if you have, you must needs know
What I have told you before now,
And you b' experiment have prov'd,
I cannot love where I 'm belov’d.

Quoth Hudibras, ’T is a caprich, 305 Beyond th' infliction of a witch ; So cheats to play with those still aim, That do not understand the game. Love in yoạr heart as idly burns,'. As fire in antique Roman urns,

310 To warm the dead, and 'vainly light Those only that see nothing by 't. Have you not pow'r to entertain, And render love for love again ; As no man can draw in his breath At once, and force out air beneath ? Or do you love yourself so much, To bear all rivals else a grutch ? What fate can lay a greater curse Than you upon yourself would force;. 320 For wedlock without love, some say, Is but a lock without a key:


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It is a kind of rape to marry
One that neglects, or cares not for ye: -
For what does make it ravishment; 325
But b’ing against the minds consent?
A rape that is the more inhuman,
For being acted by a woman.
Why are you fair but to entice us,
To love you, that you may despise us ? 330
But though you cannot love, you say,
Out of your own fanatic way,
Why should you not at least allow
Those that love you to do so too;
For as you fly me, and pursue - 335
Love more averse, so I do you:
And am by your own doctrine taught
To practise what you call a fault.

Quoth she, If what you say is true, ' ' . You must fly me as I do you :

$40 But 't is not what we do, but say, In love and preaching that must sway.

Quoth he, To bid me not to love, Is to forbid my pulse to move, My beard to grow, my ears to prick up, 345 Or, when I'm in a fit, to kick up:

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