Samuel Butler (poet) - Hudibras

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He that complies against his will.
Is of his own opinion still.

Samuel Butler
What makes all doctrines plain and clear?
About two hundred pounds a year.
And that which was proved true before,
Prove false again? Two hundred more.

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I am not now in fortune's power:
He that is down can fall no lower.

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A skilful leech is better far
Than half an hundred men of war,
So he appear'd; and by his skill,
No less than dint of sword, cou'd kill.

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He could distinguish and divide A hair 'twixt south and southwest side, On either which he would dispute, Confute, change hands, and still confute.

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For Justice, though she's painted blind,
Is to the weaker side inclined.

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With mortal crisis doth portend
My days to appropinque an end.

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As the ancients
Say wisely, have a care o' th' main chance,
And look before you ere you leap;
For as you sow, ye are like to reap.

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To swallow gudgeons ere they 're catch'd,
And count their chickens ere they're hatch'd.

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The hollow-hearted, disaffected,
And close malignant are detected ;
Who lay their lives and fortunes down,
For pledges to secure our own.

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While the honour thou hast got
Is spick and span new.

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We idly sit, like stupid blockheads,
Our hands committed to our pockets,
And nothing but our tongues at large,
To get the wretches a discharge:
Like men condemn'd to thunder-bolts,
Who, ere the blow, become mere dolts;
Or fools besotted with their crimes,
That know not how to shift betimes,
And neither have the hearts to stay,
Nor wit enough to run away.

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Shall we that in the Cov'nant swore,
Each man of us to run before
Another, still in Reformation,
Give dogs and bears a dispensation?
How will Dissenting Brethren relish it?
What will malignants say? videlicet,
That each man Swore to do his best,
To damn and perjure all the rest!
And bid the Devil take the hin'most,
Which at this race is like to win most.

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Doubtless the pleasure is as great
Of being cheated, as to cheat.
As lookers-on feel most delight,
That least perceive a juggler's sleight.

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We grant, although he had much wit,
He was very shy of using it.

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For what is worth in anything
But so much money as 't will bring?

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With books and money plac'd for show
Like nest-eggs to make clients lay,
And for his false opinion pay.

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Cheer'd up himself with ends of verse
And sayings of philosophers.

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Ay me! what perils do environ
The man that meddles with cold iron!

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When pious frauds and holy shifts
Are dispensations and gifts.

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What ever sceptic could inquire for;
For every why he had a wherefore.

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He'd run in debt by disputation,
And pay with ratiocination.

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For those that run away and fly,
Take place at least o' the enemy.

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For rhetoric, he could not ope
His mouth, but out there flew a trope;
And when he happen'd to break off
I' th' middle of his speech, or cough,
H' had hard words, ready to show why,
And tell what rules he did it by;
Else, when with greatest art he spoke,
You'd think he talk'd like other folk,
For all a rhetorician's rules
Teach nothing but to name his tools.

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With many a stiff thwack, many a bang,
Hard crab-tree and old iron rang.

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He knew what 's what, and that 's as high
As metaphysic wit can fly.

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Where entity and quiddity,
The ghosts of defunct bodies, fly.

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He had got a hurt
O' the inside, of a deadlier sort.

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If he that in the field is slain
Be in the bed of honour lain,
He that is beaten may be said
To lie in honour's truckle-bed.

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He ne'er consider'd it, as loth
To look a gift-horse in the mouth.

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