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But, Ralp bo, this is no fit Place,
Nor Time to argue out the Case:
For now the Field is not far off,
Where we must give the World a Proof
Of Deeds, not Words, and such as sute
Another manner of Dispute.
A Controversy that affords
Adions for Arguments, not Words :
Which we must manage at a Rate
Of Prowess and Conduct, adæquate
To what our Place and Fame doth promise,
And all the Godly expect from us.
Nor shall they be deceiv'd, unless
W' are sur'd' and outed by Success :
Success, the Mark no Mortal Wit,
Or surest Hand can always hit :
For whatsoe'r we perpetrate,
We do but row, wo are steer'd by Fate,
Which in Success oft disinherits,
For fpurious Causes, noblest Merits:
Great Adions are not always true Sons
Of great and mighty Resolutions;

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Nor do the Bold It Attemps bring forth Events still equal to their Worth? But some times fail, and in their stead Fortune and Cowardice succeed. Yet we have no great Cause to doubt, Our Actions still have born us out. Which though th' are known to be so ample, We need not Copy from Example, We're not the only Persons durst Attempt this Province, nor the first. In Northern Clime a Valrous Knight Did whilom kill his Bear in fight, And wound a Fidler : We have both Of these the Objects of our Wroth, And equal Fame and Glory from Th’ Attempt of Victory to come. 'Tis sung, there is a Valiant Mamaluke In foreign Land, yclep’dTo whom we have been oft compar'd For Person, Parts, Address and Beard; Both equally reputed stout, s'; ? And in the same Caufe both have fought;"

He

He oft in fuch Attempts as these
Came off with Glory and Success;
Nor will we fail in th' Execution,
For want of equal Resolution.
Honour is like a Widow, won
With brisk Attempt and putting on :
With entring manfully, and urging,
Not slow Approaches, like a Virgin.

This said, as yerst the Phrygian Knight,
So ours, with rusty Steel did finite
His Trojan Horse, and just as much
He mended Pace upon the Touch;
But from his einpty Stomach groau'd
Just as that hollow Beast did sound,
And

angry answer'd from behind,
With brandish'd Tail and blast of Wind.
So I have seen with armed Heel,
A Wight bestride a Common-weal;
While still the more he kick'd and spurrd,
The less the fullen Jade has stirr'd.

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The ARGUMENT of the

SECOND CANTO.

The Catalogue and Chara&ter
Of th Enemies best Men of War;
W bom, in a bold Harangue, the Knight
Defies, and challenges to fight:
H encounters Talgol, routs the Bear,
And takes the Fidler Prisoner ;
Conveys him to enchanted Castle,
There shuts him faft in Wooden Baftile.

CAN TO I[.

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"Here was an ancient sage Philosopher,

That had read Alexander Rossover, And swore the World, as he could prove, Was inade of Fighting and of Love : Just fo Romances are, for what else Is in them all, but Love and Battles ? Oth' first of these w' have no great Matter To treat of, but a World oʻth latter: In which to do the injur’d Right, We mean, in what concerns just fight.

Certes

Certes our Authors are to blame,
For to make some well-founding Name,
A Pattern fit for modern Knights
Tocopy out in Frays and Fights,
(Like those that a whole street do raze
To build a Palace in the Place.)
They never care how many others
They kill without regard of Mothers,
Or Wives, or Children, so they can
Make

up

some fierce dead-doing Man, Compos'd of many Ingredient Valours Just like the Manhood of nine Taylors; So a wild Tartar, when he spies A Man that's handsome, valiant, wise, If he can kill him, thinks t'inherit His Wit, his Beauty, and his Spirit : As if just so much he enjoy'd As in another is destroy'd. For when a Giant's flain in Fight, And mow'd o'erthwart, or cleft downright, It is a heavy Case, no doubt, A Man should have his Brains beat out,

Because

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