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Not Dante dreaming all th' infernal state
205 Now рох
on those who shew a court in wax ! It ought to bring all courtiers on their backs: Such painted puppets ! such a varnish'd race Of hollow gew-gaws, only dress and face! Such waxen noses, stately staring thingsNo wonder some folks bow, and think them kings.
See! where the British youth, engag'd no more At Fig's, at White's, with felons, or a whore,
VER. 206. Court in wax!] A famous shew of the court of France in wax work.
VER.213. At Figs', at White's,] White's was a noted gaming. house: Fig's, a prize-fighter's academy, where the young nobility received instruction in those days: It was also customary for the nobility and genty to visit the condenin'd criminals in Newgate.
Their fields they sold to buy them. For a king
the flatterers; and bring Them next week to the theatre to sell. Wants reach all states : me seems they do as well At stage, as courts ; all are players. Whoe'er looks (For themselves dare not go) o’er Cheapside books, Shall find their wardrobes inventory. Now The ladies come.
As pirates (which do know That there came weak ships fraught with cutchanel) The men board them; and praise (as they think) well, Their beauties; they the mens wits; both are bought. Why good wits ne'er wear scarlet gowns, I thought This cause, These men, mens wits for speeches buy, And women buy all red which scarlets dye. He call'd her beauty lime-twigs, her hair net : She fears her drugs ill-lay'd, her hair loose set. Would not Heraclitus laugh to see Macrine From hat to shoe, himself at door refine, As if the Presence were a mosque : and lift His skirts and hose, and call his clothes to shrift, Making them confess not only mortal Great stains and holes in them, but venial Feathers and dust, wherewith they fornicate ; And then by Durer's rules survey the state
Ver. 220. our stage gire rules,] Alluding to the authority of the Lord Chamberlain.
Pay their last duty to the court, and come
230 He boarding her, she striking sail to him: “ Dear Countess ! you have charms all hearts to hit !” And “ Sweet Sir Fopling ! you have so much wit!” Such wits and beauties are not prais'd for nought, For both the beauty and the wit are bought. 235 Twould burst ev’n Heraclitus with the spleen, To see those anticks, Fopling and Courtin : The Presence seems, with things so richly odd, The mosque
of Mahound, or some queer Pa-god. See them survey their limbs by Durer's rules, 240 Of all beau-kind the best proportion'd fools !
Of his each limb, and with strings the odds tries
VER. 256. or Gonson] Sir John Gonson, the famous police yigistrate
Adjust their clothes, and to confession draw
255 Peace, fools, or Gonson will for Papists seize you, If once he catch you at your Jesu! Jesu!
Nature made ev'ry fop to plague his brother, Just as one beauty mortifies another.
259 But here's the captain that will plague them both, Whose air cries Arm! whose
look's an oath : The captain's honest, Sirs, and that's enough, Tho' his soul's bullet, and his body buff. He spits fore-right; his haughty chest before, Like batt'ring rams, beats open ev'ry door: 265 And with a face as red, and as awry, As Herod's hang-dogs in old tapestry, Scarecrow to boys, the breeding woman's curse, Has yet a strange ambition to look worse ; VOL. III.