Oh! cruel, bafe, inhuman drab,

To give him fuch a mortal stab,
That made him pine away and moulder,
As though that he had been no foldier :
Could't thou find no one elfe to kill,
Thou inftrument of death and hell!
But Hudibras, who stood the Bears
So oft against the Cavaliers,

And in the very heat of war
Took ftout Crowdero prisoner;

And did fuch wonders all along,

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That far exceed both pen and tongue ?
If he had been in battle flain,
We 'ad had lefs reafon to complain;
But to be murder'd by a whore,
Was ever knight fo ferv'd before?
But, fince he 's gone, all we can say,
He chanc'd to die a lingering way;
If he had liv'd a longer date,
He might, perhaps, have met a fate
More violent, and fitting for
A knight fo fam'd in Civil war.

To fum up all-from love and danger
He's now (O happy Knight!) a stranger;
And, if a Mufe can aught foretell,

His fame fhall fill a chronicle,

And he in after-ages be

Of errant knights th' epitome,

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HUDIBRAS'S EPITAPH.

UNDE

NDER this stone refts Hudibras,
A Knight as errant as e'er was;

The controverfy only lies,

Whether he was more ftout than wife;
Nor can we here pretend to say,
Whether he best could fight or pray;
So, till thofe questions are decided,
His virtues must reft undivided.
Full oft he fuffer'd bangs and drubs,
And full as oft took pains in tubs;
Of which the most that can be faid,

He pray'd and fought, and fought and pray'd.
As for his perfonage and shape,

Among the reft we'll let them scape;
Nor do we, as things stand, think fit
This ftone fhould meddle with his wit.
One thing, 'tis true, we ought to tell,
He liv'd and dy'd a colonel;
And for the Good old Cause stood buff,
'Gainft many a bitter kick and cuff.
But, fince his Worship 's dead and gone,
And mouldering lies beneath this stone,
The Reader is defir'd to look,
For his atchievements in his Book

Which will preserve of Knight the Tale,
Till Time and Death itself shall fail.

CON

An Heroical Epiftle of Hudibras to his Lady
The Lady's Anfwer to the Knight

The Genuine Remains of Mr. Butler

Mr. Thyer's Preface

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The Elephant in the Moon

The fame in long verfe

A Satire on the Royal Society. A Fragment

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Repartees between Cat and Pufs at a Caterwauling.
In the modern Heroic way

To the honourable Edward Howard, Efq; upon his in-
comparable Poem of the British Princes

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A Palinode to the Hon. Edward Howard, Efq; upon

the fame

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A Panegyric upon Sir John Denham's recovery from
his madness

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Upon Critics, who.judge of Modern Plays precifely by

the Rules of the Ancients.

Prologue to the Queen of Arragon, acted before the
Duke of York, upon his birth-day
Epilogue to the fame. To the Dutchefs
Upon Philip Nye's Thanksgiving Beard
Satire upon the weakness and mifery of man

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of human learning. Part I.
Fragments of an intended fecond part of the foregoing

To the happy memory of the most renowned Du-Val
A Pindaric Ode
A Ballad upon the Parliament, which deliberated about

making Oliver King

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A Ballad in two parts. Conjectured to be on Oliver.