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Butler's Hudibras; Izaak Walton's Lives, Plays From Molier, A.d. 1663 to A.d. 1733
Butler's Hudibras Izaak Walton's Lives Plays From Molier Ad 1663 to Ad 1733 Author:Samuel Butler General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1889 Original Publisher: G. Routledge Subjects: Literary Criticism / European / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh Literary Criticism / Poetry Poetry / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and th... more »ere may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: PART III. -- CANTO I. THE ARGUMENT. The knight and squire resolve at once The one the other to renounce ; They both approach the lady's boiver, The squire t' inform, the knight to woo her. She treats them with a masquerade, By furies and hobgoblins made; From which the squire conveys the knight, And steals him from himself by night. 'Tis true, no lover has that power T' enforce a desperate amour, As he that has two strings t' his bow, And burns for love and money too ; For then he's brave and resolute, Disdains to render in his suit; Has all his flames and raptures double, And hangs or drowns with half the trouble; While those who sillily pursue The simple, downright way, and true, Make as unlucky applications, And steer against the stream their passions. Some forge their mistresses of stars, And when the ladies prove averse, And more untoward to be won Than by Caligula the moon, Cry out upon the stars for doing Ill offices, to cross their wooing, When only by themselves they're hindered, For trusting those they made her kindred, And still the harsher and hide-bounder, The damsels prove, become the fonder; For what mad lov-jr ever died To gain a soft and gentle bride ? Or for a lady tender-hearted, In purling streams, or hemp departed ? Leaped headlong int' Elysium, Through th' windows of a dazzling room ? But for some cross ill-natured dame, The amorous fly burnt in his flame. ...« less