AN OWLE AT ATHENS: OR, A true Relation of the Enterance of the EARLE of PEMBROKE INTO OXFORD, April xi. 1648.
⟨Aprill 29⟩ Printed in the Year, 1648.
AN OWLE AT ATHENS, OR A true Relation of the Enterance of of Earle of PEMBROKE into OXFORD, April 11. MDCLXVIII.
NAy,
Black-Coates, now look to'r; you must away:
Zownes, Men, my Lord is come to Town to day:
Thinke not to stand out longer by your wit;
My Lord hath sworne
[By God] you shall submit.
But, 'cause you would not see the pompe, (no doubt
A fault enough to make him kicke you out.
I'le tell you that perhaps will make you grin,
How the wise Lord, and's wiser Horse came in.
The Heavens, least that my Lord should dirt his Boot,
Did wash the streets; alasse! none else would do't.
Each side the way stood
Souldiers, like the haire
Of his good Lordships Beard, one here, one there.
The first came in was
Harris;
Harris.
'twas no worse;But most mistooke him for a
Sumpture Horse;
And when they saw his
Beard, cried without doubt
'Twas one of my Lords
Periwigs hung out.
The next was
Rabbi Rogers that came in,
Laden all o're with Aches,
Rogeres
Beard and Sin;
Usher to's own
Wives School; can only
Preach
An houre or two over a
Wenches breech;
Sayes
Grace before each lash, and gives her in
Precepts like
Clisters, backwards for her sin:
Whom th' House hath given to my Lord (forsooth)
A squeeking
Ela to his
Gamut Oath.
Th
[...] next thing was
Langley's Nose that came in sight,
Langley.
(Pox tak't I lost halfe th' Show; that stood ith' light)
Mistris of
Pembroke Colledge, that can tell
Only to Curt'sie, wind his Watch up well,
To his Commission he'd ha'th' House annex
A
Visitation of the
Female sex.
For, why? (saith he) if they like my
Joane be.
'Tis
they will rule the Vniversitie.
And how will
they abuse us with their
Greeke.
When
she so plagues me, can but
English speake?
He's added to the rest o'th Visitors rank,
But as
Jack Capon to a Mountebank.
Midst these,
Dr. Wilkinson.
old
Zabarella trotting came;Yet one, that ne'r knew
Zabarel but by name:
One whom old Age and Tissick have made spet
Out all his
Gummes; but h'as his
Sweet Tooth yet.
One that is good for nothing but's Wife's trade,
T'eate nought but
Sugar, and shite
Marmalade.
Next rode a
Mouth wide as his preaching
Binn.
The
Cobler, Chaplaine, Butler of
New-Inne:
Gelliman.
One with
plurality of Gifts; 'tis he
Must help to
clip the Vniversitie:
And when occasions do call him to't,
Can either
Preach, or mend his Lordships
Boote.
Then came a
Taylor,
Langley.
one of great renowneBoth for his Name sake and his ally'd crowne,
A Member not without necessitie
Sent hither, since the Vniversitie
By drinking the
Kings Health so oft (quoth he)
Hath surely worne its
Breeches out at
knee.
Next came a Tribe of
Hebrews on full speed,
The Seekers
As if they'd make this place
Sion indeed;
Zachary, Joel, Eleazar, Ben,
Obadiah, Daniel, all
Guifted men:
And 'twas disputed deeply as they came
If
Philip too were not an
Hebrew Name?
At which my Lord being mov'd began to belch,
And swore (by God) 'twas better, for't was
Welch
But
Michael Holdsworth reconcil'd their Tales,
And said the
Hebrew Tongue came all from
Wales.
After this came
my Lord (God blesse his Grace)
With th'
Map of all his country in his
Face;
My Lord.
Sure had the Commons often look't
it 'ore,
Their
Privies would have rais'd 'um long before.
His
Bristles thin stood, and for want of growth
Like Toad-stooles raised by the Thunder of his Mouth;
His
Nose was notcht like Country
Garden Pales,
His
Brow and
Chin more
Mountainous than
Wales.
And who would better fit
Appollo's place
Then he that bears
Parnassus in his
Face?
His
Mouth is
Hippocrene; but yet 'tis thought
The
Horse that struck't had the
Fashions in his
Foote.
His
Nagge asham'd of's burthen hung the head;
Yet for's last
Race shall be a
Doctor sped.
Three
foure-wheeled Carts came last;
Merton Colledge. Cheynell.
these he did scorn;Hereafter one with
two may serve his
Turne;
I'th' first there rid his Lordships Footmans
Cloake:
I'th' second his
own sonne (as Some have spoke)
I'th' third a
Lady sate clad all in Red;
The House allow him one to warme his
Bed.
Thus, thus they triumpht down to th' Colledge gate,
Where stood a man of length alone, in state;
Who on a suddain when the silence brake
Frighted my Lord, who swore a
May-pole spake.
But when the Speech began, he would not heare,
Lest't should be Latin; 'lasse! there was no feare;
He made a
Leg, then
hemm'd; and call'd him there
My Lord, as oft as he does
God in's Prayer.
Then gave a
Bible, which his Lordship tooke;
Yet told him he could sweare
without a Booke;
This Yea-and-Nay welcome made my Lord coy;
But when the
Canons curst, he
leapt for joy.
Hee's come: though
playes are down we care not for't,
We have one now will make far better
Sport.
TO morrow morne is to be shown
The
Commons Ape, (protect the Town!)
Ith' the house of
Convocation.
Yea, and a
Puppet-play to that,
In which the chiefest are Sir
Nat.
The courteous Knight of the bald pate.
Pro-vice-cancellarius
Sine
CROSS
[...] the Visitors new Proctor his Speech in i
[...] the Convocation-house.
insigniis insignissimus,Cum
non-procuratoribus.
They
walke about, and
talke like men,
And speak some
Latin now and then;
For
pence a piece you may come in.
Here the
Creation's to be seen,
Chaos, the
Witches, George of Green,
And
Hocus Pochusses Nineteen.
Without a Key can shut and ope,
And rob you to your face; we hope
Ere long too they will daunce
oth' Rope.
FINIS.