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English wit and poet
(1612 - 1680)
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He could raise scruples dark and nice,
  And after solve 'em in a trice;
    As if Divinity had catch'd
      The itch, on purpose to be scratch'd.
      - ' Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 163)

For his religion, it was fit
  To match his learning and his wit;
    'Twas Presbyterian true blue;
      For he was of that stubborn crew
        Of errant saints, whom all men grant
          To be the true Church Militant;
            Such as do build their faith upon
              The holy text of pike and gun;
                Decide all controversies by
                  Infallible artillery;
                    And prove their doctrine orthodox,
                      By Apostolic blows and knocks.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 189)

And still be doing, never done.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 204) [Work]

As if Religion were intended
  For nothing else but to be mended.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 205)

The self-same thing they will abhor
  One way, and long another for.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 219)

We grant, although he had much wit,
  H' was very shy of using it,
    As being loth to wear it out,
      And therefore bore it not about;
        Unless on holy days or so,
          As men their best apparel do.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 45) [Wit]

For rhyme the rudder is of verses,
  With which, like ships, they steer their courses.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 463) [Poetry]

He ne'er consider'd it as loth
  To look a gift-horse in the mouth,
    And very wisely would lay forth
      No more upon it than 'twas worth;
        But as he got it freely, so
          He spent it frank and freely too:
            For saints themselves will sometimes be,
              Of gifts that cost them nothing, free.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 489) [Gifts]

Besides 'tis known he could speak Greek
  As naturally as pigs squeak;
    That Latin was no more difficile
      That to a blackbird 'tis to whistle.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 51)

Deep sighted in intelligence,
  Ideas, atoms, influences.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 533)

And force them, though it was in spite
  Of Nature and their stars, to write.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 647)

He was in Logic, a great critic,
  Profoundly skill'd in Analytic;
    He could distinguish, and divide
      A hair 'twixt south and south-west side.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 65)

For brevity is very good,
  Where we are, or are not understood.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 669) [Speech]

He'd undertake to prove, by force
  Of argument, a man's no horse.
    He'd prove a buzzard is no fowl,
      And that a Lord may be an owl,
        A calf an Alderman, a goose a Justice,
          And rooks, Committee-men or Trustees.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 71)

For rhetoric, he could not ope
  His mouth, but out there flew a trope.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 81) [Oratory]

Quoth Hudibras, I smell a rat;
  Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 821) [Lying]

Smell a rat.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 821)

Shear swine, all cry and no wool.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 852) [Swine]

For now the field is not far off
  Where we must give the world a proof
    Of deeds, not words.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 867) [Deeds]

Success, the mark no mortal wit,
  Or surest hand, can always hit:
    For whatsoe'er we perpetrate,
      We do but row, we're steer'd by Fate,
        Which in success oft disinherits,
          For spurious causes, noblest merits.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 879) [Fate]

A Babylonish dialect
  Which learned pedants much affect.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto I, l. 93)

Learn'd he was in medic'nal lore,
  For by his side a pouch he wore,
    Replete with strange hermetic powder
      That wounds nine miles point-blank would solder.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto II, l. 223)

Through perils both of wind and limb,
  Through thick and thin she follow'd him.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto II, l. 369)

The oyster-women lock'd their fish up,
  And trudged away to cry, No Bishop.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto II, l. 537)

  That each man swore to do his best
    To damn and perjure all the rest.
      - Hudibras (pt. I, canto II, l. 630)

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