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That, thot i' th' air point-blank upright,
Was borne to that prodigious height
That, learn'd philosophers maintain,
It ne'er came backwards down again,
But in the airy region yet
Hangs, like the body of Mahomet ::
For if it be above the shade
That by the earth's round bulk is made,
"Tis probable it may, from far,

445 Appear no bullet, but a star.

This said, he to his engine flew,
Plac'd near at hand, in open view,
And rais’d it till it level'd right
Against the glow-worm tail of kite,
Then peeping through, Bless us! (quoth he)
It is a planet, now, I see;
And, if I err not, by his proper
Figure, that 's like tobacco-stopper,
It should be Saturn : yes, 'tis clear
'Tis Saturn; but what makes him there?
He's got between the Dragon's tail
And farther leg behind o'th' Whale ;
Pray Heaven divert the fatal omen,
För 'tis a prodigy not common,
And can no less than the world's end,,
Or Nature's funeral, portend.
With that he fell again to pry,
Through perfpective, more wistfully,
When, by mischance, the fatal string,
That kept the towering fowl.on wing,



Breaking, down fell the star. Well shot,
Quoth Whachum, who right wisely thought
He 'ad level'd at a star, and hit it;
But Sidrophel, more subtil-witted,
Cry'd out, What horrible and fearful
Portent is this, to see a star fall?
It threatens Nature, and the doom
Will not be long before it come!
When stars do fall, 'tis plain enough
The day of judgment 's not far off ;
As lately 'twas reveal’d to Sedgwick,
And some of us find out by magick:
Then, fince the time we have to live
In this world 's shorten'd, let us strive
To make our best advantage of it,
And pay our losses with our proht.

This feat fell out not long before
The Knight, upon the forenam'd {core,




Ver. 477.] William Sedgwick, a whimsical enthusiast, sometimes a Preibyterian, sometimes an Independent, and at other times an Anabaptitt; sometimes a prophet, and pretended to foretel things, out of the pulpit, to the destruction of ignorant people; at other tinies pretended to revelations; and, upon pretence of a vision that Doomiday was at hand, he retired to the house of Sir Francis Rufiel in Cambridgeihire; and, finding several gentlemen at bowls, called upon them to prepare for their disiolution; telling them that he had lately received a revelation that Doomfday would be some day the week following. Upon which they ever after called him Doomfuay Sedgwick. VOL. I.





In quest of Sidrophel advancing,
Was now in prospect of the mansion;
Whom he discovering, turn'd his glass,
And found far off 'twas Hudibras.

Whachum (quoth he) look yonder, some
To try or use our art are come :
The one 's the learned Knight; seek out,

them what they come about.
Whachum advanc'd, with all submisl’ness
T'accost them, but much more their bufinefs :
He held a stirrup, while the Knight
From leathern Bare-bones did alight;
And taking from his hand the bridle,
Approach'd, the dark Squire to unriddle.
He gave him first the time o' th’day,
And welcom'd him, as he might fay:
He ask'd him whence they came, and whither
Their business lay? Quoth Ralpho, Hither.
Did you not lose? - Quoth Ralpho, Nay.
Quoth Whachum, Sir,

meant your way!
Your Knight, quoth Ralpho, is a lover,
And pains intolerable doth suffer ;
For lovers' hearts are not their own hearts,
Nor lights, nor lungs, and so forth downwards,
What time ?Quoth Ralpho, Sir, too long,

it off and on has hung:-
Quoth he, I meant what time o' the day 'tis;
Quoth Ralpho, Between seven and eight 'tis.
Why then (quoth Whachum) my small art
Tells me the damne has a hard heart,

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Or great estate. —Quoth Ralpho, A jointer, 515
Which makes him have so hot a mind ther.
Meanwhile the Knight was making water,
Before he fell upon the matter;
Which having done, the Wizard steps in,
To give him suitable reception;
But kept his business at a bay,
Till Whachum put him in the way;
Who having now, by Ralpho's light,
Expounded th’ errand of the Knight,
And what he came to know, drew near, '

To whisper in the conjurer's ear ;
Which he prevented thus : What was 't,
Quoth he, that I was saying last,
Before these gentlemen arriv’d?
Quoth Whachum, Venus you retriev’d,

530 In opposition with Mars, And no benign and friendly stars T'allay the effect. Quoth Wizard, So! In Virgo? Ha!. quoth Whachum, No: Has Saturn nothing to do in it,

535 One tenth of's circle to a minute ? 'Tis well, quoth he.-Sir, you 'll excuse This rudeness I am forc'd to use ; It is a scheme and face of heaven, As th' aspects are dispos’d this even,

540 I was contemplating upon When you arrivd; but now I 've done.

Quoth Hudibras, If I appear Unseasonable in coming here




At such a time, to interrupt
Your speculations, which I hop'd
Aslistance from, and come to use,
'Tis fit that I alk


By no means, Sir, quoth Sidrophel :
The stars your coming did foretel;
I did expect you here, and knew,
Before you spake, your business too.

Quoth Hudibras, Make that appear,
And I shall credit whatsoe'er
You tell me after, on your word,
Howe’er unlikely or absurd.

You are in love, Sir, with a widow,
Quoth he, that does not greatly heed you,
And for three years has rid your wit
And passion, without drawing bit;
And now your business is to know

you shall carry her or no.

Quoth Hudibras, You're in the right,
But how the devil you come by 't
I can't imagine; for the stars
I'm sure, can tell no more than a horse;
Nor can their aspects (though you pore
Your eyes out on them) tell you more
Than th' oracle of fieve and sheers,
That turns as certain as the spheres :
But if the devil's of

your counsel,
Much may be done, my noble Donzel;
And 'tis on his account I come,
To know from you my fatal doom.





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