To do the office of a neighbour, And be a goffip at his labour; His head, like one in doleful dump, Unto his ears on either fide, And by him, in another hole, Afflicted Ralpho, check by jowl, Ver. 91.] And from his wooden jail, &c. This and the following line ftand in the two editions of 2664 thus, That is to fee him deliver'd fafe Of's wooden burthen, and Squire Raph.. Which made him hang his head and fcoul, 320 He felt his brains begin to fwim, This place (qouth fhe) they fay 's inchanted, And with delinquent fpirits haunted, That here are ty'd in chains, and fcourg'd, 125 Until their guilty crimes be purg'd: Look, there are two of them appear, For spectres, apparitions, ghofts, 330 With faucer-eyes and horns; and some Have heard the devil beat a drum; But Ver. 111, 112. 2.] There was never, certainly, a pleafanter fcene imagined than this before us; it is the moft diverting incident in the whole Poem. The unlucky and unexpected vifit of the Lady; the attitude and furprize of the Knight; the confufion and blushes. of the lover; and the fatirical raillery of a mistress, are reprefented in lively colours, and confpire to make this interview wonderfully pleasing. But if our eyes are not falfe glaffes, A face upon it as he cou'd; 135 140 145 And thus he fpoke: Lady, your bright The beard 's th' identique beard you knew, The fame numerically true; 150 Nor is it worn by fiend or elf, But its proprietor himself. O heavens! quoth fhe, can that be true? Ver. 142. Difcourfing thus upon his beard. Alter ed, 1674. To take kind notice of his beard. Re ftored 1704. Than if 'twere prun'd, and starch'd, and lander'd, And cut fquare by the Ruffian ftandard. A torn beard 's like a tatter'd enfign, That's braveft which there are moft rents in.. That petticoat about your shoulders, 175 Does not fo well become a foldier's; And I'm afraid they are worfe handled, Although i' th' rear, your beard the van led; Ver. 164.] In fuch a homely cafe. In fuch elenctique cafe, in the two firft editions of 1664. And pardon'd for some great offence, 245 And gives thanks for the princely blows; 250 Will run away from his own shadow: 255 As beards, the nearer that they tend 260 To th' earth, ftill grow more reverend; And Ver. 241.] And pardon'd for fome great offence This and the following line, in the two editions 1664, ftand thus ; To his good grace, for fome offence |