did flow He tels me he is Impotent and cold What difference he is I will be old His youthfull daies are past wish'd back againe And mine are bridled govern'd by a reine His fire is out and mine is well supprest Prayers and teares will quench a smoaking nest He hath no power to act I have no minde A fitter match where could an old man finde He grieves my wants of due benevolence When it is ask'd then let him take offence These two years day I 'll put it to my sins If e'r I did sollicite at his shins I never went to Church some doe they say To get them servants rather then to pray Nor to my confessour could ever tell And I told all this day I did not well Vnlesse it were Omission when the time Shortned my duty and was part o' th' crime I came absolv'd from him good man heâ—'d weep And wish his soule with mine did commerce keep If it be from above my soule to try And be assured of my constancy Then give supplies Thou that hast made me chast Nor let fowle Batteries my firmnesse wast Let no insultings force me to a fact Thy Sacred Laws hath made it death to act Shall I for fear of death doe that which done Brings double death twisted destruction Shall I to get him glory o'r his Kinne Lose mine owne honour in a nasty sinne Away thou whispering Fiend what 's privacy Shall th' All-seer only this crime not see Conceal'd and smother'd sinns have never end Shame and deprênsion is a better friend And wholesome chastisements cut off that vice To which a hid successe doth more entice Propt by those Sacred helpes I now defy The worst of humane rage of Policy Eares be you deafe to charmes keep clos'd chast Womb Rather then be Lusts Bed be his Swords Tombe Alas alas her time grew short and the howre glass was almost runne which is the utmost limit of deliberation wherefore recollecting all her best spirits and calling up her Phancy to a sodaine assistance not knowing what her Husbands fury might provoke him to upon a peremptory refusal shee wisely contrives to elude him and his Stallion by quaint devices hoping in good time to attemper her Husbands mind to more reason and Manhood and let his Merchant know that he was not bound for thaâ— Port. Shee call'd unto her instantly a stately Moor nam'd Fuscilla which the Clarissimo among other guifts presented her with on the day of marriage the Moore could understand no language but her owne yet being as docile as an Elephant and of as precious Teeth by often teaching and practising her Lady had so instructed her that upon the motion of her fingers eyes and head nothing was unperform'd that Euphema commanded By these signes shee took instant notice of her Ladies intentions and the night-Piece provided to put them with all hast in execution By this time the two transported persons were at the chamber door which unwillingly open'd as sensible of the ensuing mischiefe and abhorring to give quiet entrance to such wicked visitors Impotentio kept up his cheerfull looks and said Dearest thou art still the same Euphema but yet remember unto what Planet more then any you are subject she who rules and predominates over the sexe permits a monethly change thou onely in this one request dost imitate thy Cynthia Suspect not any shadow of dislike because of this friendly interposition betwixt us for a while thou wilt appeare more glorious after a small Eclipse Two Moons shine not at once nor two Sunns suffer me best of women to be in the waine at present while I leave with thee solem hominem Then whispering a short word to Sanguine said doe you look to make good the promise and generate another Her Husband gone with a majestick look and full of modesty Euphema fixing her eyes upon him so aw'd the Sutor that if Impotentio had not shut the doores upon 'um he had Fac'd about and never made stand againe But as the Devill would have it Rats Cats and Dogs will make head if they cannot fly any farther so Sanguine lockt in his Armour charges boldlier Madam said he were not the way made by my loving friend your Husband many preambles much Oratory and a great deale of Court-ship were requisite to a worke of this nature Besides my stint of time abridges all thought of Ceremony and complement which I am not wanting in to Ladies of your quality but what is defective in language shall be made up in performance that you shall I hope to the honour of Angliterr prove the least Talkers to be the best Doers Wherefore most succinct Lady but otherwise now wish'd remember that time is precious and not to be plai'd withall Let no scruples seize you Madam concerning my ability or wholesomnesse my looks speak me sound ther 's no Compurgators like the complexion Your Curtezan's unlesse by name are unknowne to me nor came I from my own Country after the chargeable experience of the Bath Guiacum or the Tub. I will not make apologies hoping I shall cleare my selfe Lady in your judgement and to your great satisfaction and your Husbands joy when by your owne confession he shall know he did not delegate to his servico one unworthy or unfit for the deputation I stand upon my credit with the Clarissimo to keep my reputation and with your Ladiship to beget it Madam speed to the tryall wherein such is the confidence of your new servant that he shall thinke himselfe most happy in having the beautifull Euphema Judge witnesse and party in the businesse Sir said the Lady you are in place of my Husband and your commands are his give me the civility of withdrawing and you shall not long be unprovided CHAP. VIII Come see the Don with dismall dreames o'retaken Yet in his sleep more valiant then he 's waking Gyant Borachio for Pandafiland Fals by his heavy and dead-doing hand This Sancho tels to 's Queen Nicomicon But knew not whether's head be off or on Then with a Candle searcheth under 's bed And all the bloody Roome for the Hogs-head But when Borachio's Second's understood Mine Host and 's Wife their wine-bags ran this blood The clutch-fist villaine scor'd in black and blew On our Don's Face the Arreerages were due And as he gave him what he wanted souse Sleeper said he you 're sure unto the house The Barber spoiled the Proverbe for soone after He wak'd the sleepy Knight with paile of water Thrown on those parts his halfe-shirt would not cover O're which a Kite would scorne in hopes to hover Oh what a deepe confusion Sancho's in To find blood wine and gyants-Gyants-flesh hogs-skin But Don awak'd yet dreaming more than ever Blesseth the sword that did the Gyant sever Body from head then makes the Curate Queen Himselfe and that both sights were never seen Once more to bed with him hee 's laid and Fast Or sober rise great Don or sleep thy last
the swine Pox. That thought and the fear of a Rat-encounter kept him waking For he was baited with stronger allurements then tosted Cheese or rusty Bacon The Carrier and Mary Tornes had agreed to passe the night together a good wench if she promis'd shee kept her word This Asturian golph was better at keeping her word then her honesty and of all words she never made good her nay if she could remember that ever she gave a denyall Shee was true Touch a word and a blow say and hold touch and take happ be lucky strike me handsell kissing and clipping laugh and lye downe and hey then up goe we A Lady that very well deserv'd to be brought to and attended on dayly by two able and lusty Furcifers or Squires of the Body at that famous Castle call'd Bridawelia where amongst Justice Quamdiu's Seraglio she should worke at the merry hemp post aâ—d twice a day the foresaid Squires of the Body should Flebotomize her salt Corium till all the wanton blood flowed out at the lacings of her flesh coloured Wast-coat Don Quixot lay with both his eyes open like a Hare A thousand feares fancies Chimaeras keep our Don not only like a Hare in his eyes but his braines also which being as vertiginous as a whirle-poole presented ten thousand whirlygigs Windmils and Turne-pikes to his errantick soule so that by the very strength of Imagination and exalted fancy he would make sallies in the bed and sometimes out and routed all the Flocks out of the dilacerated Tick which hung about his glu'd Body like Bees at a swarming or flies got to their winter quarter thousands in a place he was all over like a hillocke of black-berries or small Toadstools here and there they were thinner about his legs and armes like Sheep-dung in a With if a man may be compar'd to a tree revers'd or unrevers'd Quixot is a Mulberry Tree look upon him now and you will take him for no Knight-Errant but an arrant Shepheard with all his Flocks about him While he was thus troubled the Asturian wench entred the Chamber in her smock and the Don caught and grob'd her smock c. Fumidoque supervenit Uglee Vgly Torneadum fuscissima Whilst the Don with his Flocx-crump-shoulder was acting Richard the third in comes this not Ghost of Iane Shoar but of the very Common shoar the Quintessence of Tantoblins Field and is the nasty prey of his high employed thoughts raised for the embraces of the Lady Quintanonia and supplied by the Lady Pentassle or the fulsome Lady Boggardina whom as soon as he had incircled in his Arme-twigs he might have roar'd out upon as loud as the gentileman of the Ins of Court who comming out of the country on a night when the boggards were to be cleansed and having no notice that the place was unplankt and laid open being called thither by an expellas extrudas exenteres ne admittas a writ in that case very necessary fell into Cocytus amongst the pickle he came to augment where floundred extreamly and uncouthly accoutred yet he resolv'd to call for no helpe till the like mischance ensnar'd some body into that inchanted Castle which was the first that ever was made under ground At last a stranger who with good Ale had mellowed and lenified his intestines came wadling with a load of Sacrifice to Stercutius and ready to present to Cloacina fell into the Armes of his Senior Yeoman Feuterer who overjoi'd more in his companion then the place of meeting swore and art thou come Welcome to the Wedding Dios Diablos the place the fall the squash the hugge the Salutation and intollerable Incense did so confound our Votary that he could not containe but utter'd Grobian returnes for the kinde entertainments of his friend Marius in the Lake of Minturdum Who after his belly full of laughter cri'd out for help which suddenly came and in an instant they were dighted and came cleanly off though they went fowly on These were adventures of A-jax which none but these two Knight-Errants for they miss'd their way ever attempted except our Father Ben and his Argonauts when they vent'red in an open an untilted whirrey through the Common shores of a spring-tide but how they escap'd the dangerous gulph of Mala Speranza del Arse-holo you may read at full in that most celebrated Poem which is stil'd A-jakes But our Don could not distinguish a Tantoblin from a Pancake but extracts and sublimates out of his Balneo Mariae de Tornes whose exhalations were no better then those of a dunghill the fumes and evaporations of a Civet Cat For exsensed as he us'd to be and only a man of Phantasie he conceives on the one side of the Asturian he touches balm and dissolv'd gumms when his fingers were in a tarre pot and the smell more odious than that of soap-boylers and on the other side for the amorous foole was resolv'd to survay his whole Quintanonia he imagines he feels Ginger Nutmegs and the cordiall borders of Mace and such orientall spicery when he was knuckle deep in the bogs and quagmeirs of Old-Lingia and the bristles of a wild Boare or Porcupine were more soft and pleasurable then her filthy Furrz bush I could wish to finde my selfe in Termes most high and beautifull Lady Which speech because it is but short I shall give you in Meeter Lady whose bodies bright for ought I know As farre as touch can judge I deem it so How shall I recompence these high shewn-favours How ever re-incense you for these savours I doe small out what your good Ladiship Would have by th' applying of your lip To mine that as our sugar'd lips doe touch So other parts as well may doe as much But our Yanguesian Varlets Lady trust me The whorson Rascals have unfram'd and burst me No limb is sound no joynt the smallest rustle Against my body vexes every muscle Your pardon therefore beautie most desiring That I reply not to your dock requiring Besides and 't was well thought on by the mackins I have a Lady too who longs for smacking To you who only can her parallel For softnesse plumpnesse roundnesse and for smell I may impart her name there he kiss'd her And there he whisper'd call her Madam sister Sister Dulcinea wer e't not that no doubt And all my Aches we would have a bout The Carrier discharg'd so terrible a blow upon the Knights jawes Jealousie hath a quick eare and the Don though he whispered his soule intents was over-heard by the Carrier and over-believ'd too for he verily did conceive that Maritornes had made a pack of the Don and taken him up Incontinent wherefore like an errant Stone-horse deluded and detain'd from a leap he throwes about kicks his consort her Knight Stallion and leaps upon the Don and tramples upon his Valiant Body and kneaded the Mill-ground Knight as if he meant to make dough of him His bed but that it fell with the weight had been the softer
Endymion On this side thousand Dormiçe sleep As many Beetles that side keep Millions of winter Flies fast stick Close to his night Cap as a Tick And lest his Nose should wake the Growt Fasten these Poppies to his snout Tie both his feet together well In this benumm'd Torpedos shell And to secure the Ephialtes Turne him from 's back for there the fault is Annoint his Thighs and Calfelesse Legs With oyles of foolish Dottrels Eggs. Nothing that eates i' t'h Night be neer Remove lanck Rosinant from his eare Clense not the Wine-bedaubed room It is a strong Narcotick Fume And that no dreames nor thoughts of fights With Gyants Ladies or their Knights Vnlock his Fancy or his Tongue Stop up his mouth with soft Mouse dung His head thus clos'd like to an Oven His tongue cann't walk though it were cloven And in his eare somewhat profuse Infuse this dull Lethaean juice Which taken from that stupid Lake Will never let this prisoner wake Vntill this Philtrum backward read Doe Un-Gorgonify his head And he desiring to delight them all herein and recreate himselfe did prosecute the tale in this manner In this calme if ever it is possible to compleate our parallel story of Anselmo and as Mr Curate is ready to satisfie his inclinable Auditors with the Lecture of me Curious Impertinent so it is my endeavour to convince Mr Curates opinion of the impossibility of his well contriv'd though suspected narrative by a simile of an Incurious Malecontent Euphema left Sanguine exalted in his thoughts above an ordinary transportation his imagination working beyond the delights of dull fruition whereby he took the very Pictures in the room for Ladies and sorry to see them no farther drawne curs'd the scanty Painter who had not finisht them at full length In an eminent part of the Chamber was one large piece with a Curtaine spred before it which tempted him to display it which being rashly unveil'd startled the bold discoverer so that he stood extatiz'd at that Picture whose person and substance his soule thirsted for It was Euphema in her haire at full proportion in a blew rich embroyder'd Mantle preparing for bed as the fond Clarissimo the first night he met her would have it pourtraicted in golden letters on the top of the piece was set Aetatis 16. and in as rich Characters underneath redde similem si possis The lively appearance operates so strongly on our Merchant that he broke into many wild conceits and amongst them these are remembred Which is Euphema or Euphema gone Or this i' th' frame or are you both but one Speake and thou art the Antitype if shee Is silent shee must needs the Picture be Descend faire piece or let me climbe I 'll do 't He that won't climbe the tree deserves no fruit Prosper me Venus as the Mantle fals Double away These are sufficient cals Look if her eyes don't speak what doth it say Trifle no longer Sanguine come away O coward Heart how basely wilt thou faint To draw neer her who tremblest at her Paint Go hang together Pictures both may I Have not such life as the rare Imag'ry The purple blood in Azure channell glides That you may see the Harveian ebs and tides I am a piece of Arras only fit To be discours'd on where the Lady fits And to make ugly legs as you may see The cringing wights in mouldy Tapestry In these â—dumps exaltations fals and rises a Sonnet did relieve him contriv'd by Impotentio who like a Swanne before the death of his departing honour sung sweetly these lines which by the sodaine rushing open of Euphema's Chamber door was clearly heard and understood by Sanguine A Sonnet Come to thy Danâ—e come The treasure of this Roome Care for no showres of pelfe Only showre down thy selfe Come my Alcmena waits Wrought by my subtle baits And both expect thy loves As fortunate as Joves Crown me but Father then And who so proud of men As I who joyfull know I am Amphitruo Sanguine was singularly well pleased with the excellency of the Tune but more really heightned with the matter of the ditty which assur'd him of the neer approach of his desires and forthwith a gentleman lighted him into a Chamber of much rich furniture and in it a stately bed and not far from that place a side-Table rich and deckt like an Altar he follow'd his courteous conduct who opened one of the Curtaines of the bed where he discovered his Euphema lay The convoy presently departed leaving him to his privacy with a Virgin-waxe-light in a golden Candlestick supported by a brace of Cupids Every thing was admirable but the Venetian Paradise which he was straight to enter would not permit him to fixe upon any subject but its owne selfe wherefore with Pigeon speed he flew into his Venus whom he found laid averse and with her face from him To whom he softly said Madam 't is improper now to be coy and therewithall he insinuated his warme hands into her Bosome which was as soft as silke or the choice Downe of Swanns and with all gentlenesse turn'd her about her face being cover'd with double Tissues he coveted to behold and labouring to unveile her Madam said he these Chrisomes remov'd your sweet innocency will appeare more singular and ravishing whereat Fuseilla in a language as hard as her favour screem'd out Haw Taxpo Iâ—â—ysavoy Which in the Antient AEgyptian Characters signifies what a Pox aileâ— you But he bustling still to unscreen her fully shee then shreekt out crying O veldi voy Thi wog Which amounts to in the Primitive Welsh the Divell goe with you Her prayer was heard for he no sooner saw the face but he leap'd from the bed as if the Devill had drove him repeating a short piece of new Letany Sancti Sancti omnes liberate me A Plutonis horrendâ conjuge After him the night-piece ran made more terrible by her gay and precious outside the strange gogling and moving her eyes shaking her extuberant and reverst lips gnashing her Ivory Teeth the menacing and clutching her sooty fists did so affright and terrify the poor naked gentleman that he wish'd himselfe transform'd into any thing but of a Hog for feare of being possest These Clamors brought back Impotentio jealous that his designe was interrupted by some scurvy accident or other and entring into a Patritian night-Gowne and rich wast-Coate with his sword in one hand and in the other a Pistoll prim'd finding Sanguine in a distraction and the cause of it at his heels apprehending the delusion Osperma Diabli are you an Actor with your Westphalia Armour I 'll try if it be proofe said he and immediately discharg'd a Pistoll at her which lighting on her shoulder plate bruis'd and wounded the poor Moor that shee roar'd out so hideously as if shee were going to her winter quarters and falling to the ground with her hand pointed up to Heaven and then downe to the
advis'd who allayed his spirit of contradiction and submitted to the Whifling Knight-Errant with the Ill-favour'd face Don Ferdinand intreated the Captive to recount unto him the History of his life And here indeed follows a story will captivate the hearer it being full of fine changes of misfortunes and as sweet and pleasing conclusion for Phillida hath her Corydon and Corydon hath his Phillida It ' is praeter institutum not my intention to undertake these serious stories but as before with an exchange which will be no robbery only the Argument I shall present unto you of the 12 13 and 14 Chapters and so proceed to the Barter like some simple Concionator who naming his Text in a Country Auditory shut the book and took leave of it for the whole houre as if it had been a dangerous thing and not to be handled CHAP. XII XIII XIIII Old Perez of Viedma out of Lyon Sent forth three sonnes which the whole world had eye on The Father squar'd his state quadri-partite And left himselfe but a childs portion right Three way 's his old Mercuriall fingers show'd And each one was to honor'd ends a rode The Church the Seas the Court high waies all three By three made good Wit Valour Industry Each sonne took's severall track But Ruy Perez The craggy path where Honour linck'd with feare is Our Captiv's for the Wars and his first tryall Was fiery but of engagement royall Have you not heard of that great Navall fight Sped 'fore Lepanto when the Turks Moon light Was so eclips'd that the proud Ottoman Resign'd his title to the Ocean Thinking his Prophet false and Christs command Was o'r the Seas but Mahomets on the Land But the next yeare Don John of Austria Prov'd Mahomet a Lyar every way And by the losse of Tunez the Turks found Their Prophet could secure nor Seas nor ground In those brave services our Captiv's lot Was to be ta'n while others Lawrell got Not basely ta'n for John Andraeas Gally Sail'd to the succour 'gainst the proud Uchally Of Malta's Admirall distress'd there he Was Captaine there he shew'd his company A piece of Valour and alone did leap Vnseconded upon a Barbarous heap Of Turks who fearing our supplies away Sail'd from the assault proud of this single prey Honour'd Viedma glorious in they chaines Tugging at the Oare a most ignoble paines Doth not disturle thy worthy soule prepar'd For anything that 's high and also hard But the Goleta and the Fort Don John Built for a stop toth ' Turks ambition Lost in thy sight and Christian blood Flowing about the Trenches where it stood Thy Countrymen like dogs interr'd and those Hardy Commanders did their lives expose Don Pedro De Puerto Generall And learn'd and stout Don Pedro o' Argivall Both taken both the glory of thy Spaine Thy heart broke then to see those in a chaine Then slavery was slavish and their Oares More wound thee then the strokes of Turks and Moors Uchali Fertax the scall'd Runnagate So was he nick-nam'd by the Turkish state Dy'd after this defeat and a third part Of all his wealth and slaves an Ottoman Art Practis'd along by th' Roman Emperors Went to the Turk his sure inheritour In that division Azanaga got A thousand slaves and he was of his lot The Kingdome of Argiers the Turk bestow'd Vpon this runnagat thus honours flow'd Vpon a Catamite Porus to his Prince A Ship-boy first and now his Eminence In our new chaines and caps Him and his Peeres We ro'd with merry looks unto Argeirs Not for his greatnesse joy'd but 'cause that Spaine Was neer and might once more be seen again Which Heaven procur'd for unsuccessefull we ' Said often to escape but 't would not be But this was providence indeed a Moor Of great account and of excessive store Liv'd next the Baths a place for their best slaves Where hopes of ransome the poor captive saves Amidst these Baths as at Bethesdas Pool An Angell did refresh our fainting soule Vpon the Prison Battlements we us'd To walk and thence our sighs and Prayers transfus'd Toth ' Powers above observ'd it seems we were From the Moores windowes whence there did appear A Cane with something to'â— The Cane did play Full upon us and pointed to our way One of our company did step aside And to our waving Meteor neer applied At his approach the blest Phaenomenon Drew in its selfe as if it would be gone As he retreated it again shot forth Then went a Gentleman of noble worth With like successe and so the third the Cane Wav'd off and made their hopes and prosers vaine Our Captive was the last who knows said he Whether this Omen be reserv'd for me Or whether fortune hath a proud intent To play upon us by some instrument He tri'd his luck and the descending Lint Fell from the Cane with ten Zianiys in 't A crosse of Canes was then put out which sign Made us of Christian Captive there divine Who pittying our estate lent these supplies Wishing her selfe and us quick liberties And after it a glorious hand appeares So white that it dismiss'd all jealous feares Then in the Turkish manner we inclin'd Our heads in token of a thankfull minde This for a time cheer'd up our hearts and we Nothing omitted of discovery To know the place from whence our Golden shower Descended but alas it rain'd no more A noble Moor Arguimorato calâ—'d And Constable of Pata late install'd Liv'd there and that was all which we could learn Nor hand nor Cane nor Crosse could long discerne At last our Phosphorus restor'd the day And chas'd dull thoughts from our sad hearts away The Cane like to a blazing Starre Crinite Greater appear'd but yet did not affright We try'd as once before whose it might be But it prov'd only falling starre to me I gather'd up the Deodate good Gold And a white paper did our blisse infold Wrote in Arabian tongue not understood By any of us so we only shew'd Signes that wee 'd read it and the Crosse was kiss'd Before her eyes and that the hand dismiss'd O now for a secure Interpreter Who might our mystick happinesse transferre A Murcian Runnagate one of sure trust And long experience this unravell must The fellow vow'd all faith and secrecy And render'd it in Spanish presently The joy'd contents declar'd that the white hand A Christians was and long'd for Christian land Daughter unto the Moor train'd up by one A Christian Captive in Religion And since her death for twice shee had appear'd Shee charg'd me be by Lela-Marien steer'd And shee would bring me to her fonne the God That came from Heaven and there makes his abode Shee would direct me she a Husband give With whom I should in shining Goshen live And thou brave Christian above all the rest Hast made a Conquest of my Virgin breast Thy manly gate thy presence in thy chaines Shunning the blushing shackles and the
meeting places in painted cloth or frames present the lively Histories still unto posterity and the signes of St George in every Towne almost of England convinces all men of the certainty of such a person and his famous acts and since the defeat of that strange Dragon which was then pregnant and so was slaine her and her issue there hath not a Dragon been heard of in the Country as there are no spiders in Ireland ever since St Patrick caught a Spider upon his face and anathematiz'd them all into England which furnisht the whole Land with Cobweb-Lawn untill this day Nor are the works of Iaques of Spaine lesse credited who by his holy life and prayer effected that the universall Monarchy should be in times to come setled in the Austrian family about the dayes when the Indians should be converted to their Religion and a protuberancy of the lip should be the certeine signe of the true heir to the Crowne that Oranges Lemmons and Malaga Reisins should breed as good blood as Beefe Veale or Mutton and that the Knight-Errants of Iberia should be fortified to live without meat or sawce for many dayes It may as well be denyed that Duke D' Alvas face is not to be seen on Jugge-pots in Holland or Father Garnets in straw in England or Monsieur D' Ancres privities in all Tavernes in France whosoever shall goe about to overthrow the verity of these books of Errantry will find himselfe an endlesse piece of labour they having so many champions to defend them the world swarms with men of this profession who under the notion of relieving the oppressed advance themselves highly in their times Pitty it is that Chronologers have taken no more notice of them which is the chiefe cause that we can but guesse and that uncerteinly too in what age these heroicall spirits ever flourished Plutarch's lives Luciant Fables Valerius Commines Fox Stow Hollingshead would be of no account and scarce bought if some good Antiquary would but yet make it his businesse and iâ— would be worke enough to derive the History of these gallant men from the Knights of the Golden Fleece unto the Knight of the Ill-favour'd Face CHAP. XXIII As we prove Ballads true Don takes the hint And justifies Romances cause in print If it be licenc'd it is true although A book may lie cum Privilegio 'T is a lye licenc'd and made fit for sale And Caveat Emptor fastned to the tâ—le Were 't not for this the Knights of errant worth As Don i' th' Cage could never have got forth The Knight o' th' Sun had found eternall night But that an Imprimatur gave him light And Captaine Jones in all his dreadfull dresse Had ne'r been known i' th' crowd but for the Presse Wherefore no Knights unlesse against their wils Ever adventur'd on the Paper Mils Of other Mils indeed our Don makes brags But counts that Sacred which doth grind the rags TEXT THat were a jest indeed that bookes which are printed with the King's Licence and approbation of those c. This is the very life of all books priviledge and their Licence it is their guard and security from the mouths of scandalous invectors who would conclude most things for untruths but that this warrant doth defend them What other buckler have the many controversies difference of opinions then the Broad Seals to shelter themselves or rather lye under what authority or reason for the multitude of authors now abroad but that they are printed and like children expos'd are sent forth to seek their fortune with a good frontispiece like the Grecians Table to get favour beliefe or mony which is better then both Sir Iohn of famous memory not he of the Boares-Head in East cheap desir'd but a broad Seale or Letters Patent for to raise a shilling of every one that could give no reason why he should refuse but in case there were any that should deny him as there are some costive and obstinate natures that will not part with their mony without very good cause why he desir'd leave to summon those up to London to dispute the case which rather then they would be at trouble of 't was twenty to one but the mony would be paid Such efficacy have those instruments that I have heard of a Reversioner that kill'd the present incumbent with the opening of his Box as if it had been Pandoras out of which diseases issued What greater pleasure can there be then to behold as one would say even here before our eyes c. A Topick à jucunditate or rather jocunditate objecti Whereas all things are desirable for some great profit or delight conceived or absolutely in them none hath more then this dream of Knight-Errantry Which though it introduces you into lakes with Serpents yet it never leaves you without the Lady of the Lake If it brings you into Forrests deserts and almost inaccessible places there will an Ariadne some disconsolate Fairy or other appeare as if you had come by her owne clue thither to be your solacer and she-comforter as you see by experience in the Don who though inchanted in his Cage out of which there was no possibility of getting but by the power of a higher excantation yet at the request of Madam Cloacina who never fail'd him in his necessities he is let loose I dare affirm of myselfe that since I became a Knight-Errant I am valiant courteous liberall c. This proofe a Teste seipso is not so current as the other for it was bottom'd upon his owne daring to say it and 't is knowne he durst doe much But the attributes with some qualifications might be very well usurped by him as that he was valiant ferendo which passive fortitude is most erratick liberall promittendo courteous recipiendo denying nothing that was given him generous but not generosus and that in genere not in specie gentle and most of all since his keeping in the Cage bold for there he adventur'd to tempt his Bases mild or rather mellow and soft or pappy patient per-force as they say an indurer of labours Imprisonments and Inchantment revera and plerunque And as of old Iulius Caesar got Gallia dando accipiendo ignoscendo So Don Quixot by giving nothing forgiving any thing and taking every thing would in good time if he were capable of it make Sancho Pancha Earle of Terra incognita I understand not those Philosophers quoth Sancho but this I know well that I would I had as speedily the Earledome as I could tell how to governe it About a season both though no doubt if he would have applyed his mind to those abandon'd Philosophers he might sooner have learn'd how to governe then his Lord got the government for him The frame of his body much agreeing with sitting and sleeping in Judicature and that mind that was able to informe that body would take informations at leisure The power and the reward was the thing Sancho lookâ— for The