Canidia, or the Witches A Rhapsody. In Five Parts |
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 | Canidia, or the Witches |  |
CANTO VI.
Of the Soul, what's the true Feature,
Whether she be a Winged Creature?
Masculine, Feminine Powers endite
The Soul, for an Hermaphrodite;
Is not this for pure Spite?
Platonick Πτερορυησις, the Fancy tickles,
Because the Soul hath her Vehicles.
Whether she be a Winged Creature?
Masculine, Feminine Powers endite
The Soul, for an Hermaphrodite;
Is not this for pure Spite?
Platonick Πτερορυησις, the Fancy tickles,
Because the Soul hath her Vehicles.
We flee from Witches, Hees and Shees,
More need for Lice, Hornets and Bees.
But of true Platonick Love,
We Witches yet cou'd ne're approve.
Vehicles are Versatil Fires,
That make strange Labyrinths and Gyres,
Tripping and skipping, like Puppets on Wires.
More need for Lice, Hornets and Bees.
But of true Platonick Love,
We Witches yet cou'd ne're approve.
Vehicles are Versatil Fires,
That make strange Labyrinths and Gyres,
Tripping and skipping, like Puppets on Wires.
Planets are all Worlds, but the Moon,
Is the nearest Αντιχθων,
Terra Ætheria, Αυγαι πυρωδεις, we often see,
Dæmons Vehicles, and none but we.
The Ape that mocks the Wit of Man,
Let him encounter a Snail if he can.
He runs, for fear the Worm should follow him,
Often looks back, lest it should swallow him.
Is the nearest Αντιχθων,
Terra Ætheria, Αυγαι πυρωδεις, we often see,
Dæmons Vehicles, and none but we.
The Ape that mocks the Wit of Man,
Let him encounter a Snail if he can.
He runs, for fear the Worm should follow him,
Often looks back, lest it should swallow him.
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Cornelius, of Padua, had the full sight,
At Thessaly, of Cæsar and Pompey's Fight.
The Weasel that crawl'd out of the Souldiers Snout,
It was his Soul, no doubt.
Catochanes, lustful in their lives,
When dead, crept to bed to their own, and other mens Wives.
At Thessaly, of Cæsar and Pompey's Fight.
The Weasel that crawl'd out of the Souldiers Snout,
It was his Soul, no doubt.
Catochanes, lustful in their lives,
When dead, crept to bed to their own, and other mens Wives.
Cuntius's Ghost made heavy Routs,
'Till Body was burnt with ragged Clouts.
The Devil of Mascon, in a Bravado,
Used Witches to Carbonado.
When they marcht in Cavalcado,
For which he deserv'd the Strapado.
Δρομος Αχιλλεως, or the Fortunate Isles,
Cœlum Empyreum, appear like Wiles,
They are both distant so many Miles.
'Till Body was burnt with ragged Clouts.
The Devil of Mascon, in a Bravado,
Used Witches to Carbonado.
When they marcht in Cavalcado,
For which he deserv'd the Strapado.
Δρομος Αχιλλεως, or the Fortunate Isles,
Cœlum Empyreum, appear like Wiles,
They are both distant so many Miles.
My poor Brains I shall never more vex,
If Eels or Frogs have no Sex.
The Pied Piper was a Roguish Clown,
For losing all the poor Boys in Hammel Town.
The Maid of Saxony uttered Greek,
Others from between their Legs did speak,
And act many a Haggish Feat.
If Eels or Frogs have no Sex.
The Pied Piper was a Roguish Clown,
For losing all the poor Boys in Hammel Town.
The Maid of Saxony uttered Greek,
Others from between their Legs did speak,
And act many a Haggish Feat.
Who are Κλειδουχοι of Cabbala's,
Tetrads and Decads, now-a-days?
These are prety Puppet-Plays.
Leliths, Sylvanus, Satyrs, Fawns,
Spirits just like Crabs, Lobsters, and Prawns.
Magdalena Crucia,
Nun, Abbess, Prophetess of Corduba.
Understood all the Worlds Transactions,
How, but by Devil's strong Compactions?
Tetrads and Decads, now-a-days?
These are prety Puppet-Plays.
Leliths, Sylvanus, Satyrs, Fawns,
Spirits just like Crabs, Lobsters, and Prawns.
Magdalena Crucia,
Nun, Abbess, Prophetess of Corduba.
Understood all the Worlds Transactions,
How, but by Devil's strong Compactions?
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Meliorina fancied her self a Queen,
And her Husband a King, the like was ne're seen.
Glasses and Shells, were her Cabinet Gems,
Rich, as if descended from Princely Stems.
Tetrads, Pentads, Senads, Pythogorick Numbers,
This puts me into Melancholy slumbers,
Which my poor Brain too oft encombers.
And her Husband a King, the like was ne're seen.
Glasses and Shells, were her Cabinet Gems,
Rich, as if descended from Princely Stems.
Tetrads, Pentads, Senads, Pythogorick Numbers,
This puts me into Melancholy slumbers,
Which my poor Brain too oft encombers.
We steal oft into Antrum Nympharum,
And bring Hobgoblin Ghosts to scare 'um.
We steal into the Fair Nuns Den,
So the Woers cou'd not, to Ithacan Pen.
How Ens Rationale Potentionale,
Differs from Rationis, or Ens Reale.
How many Myriads of Spirits joynt,
Can sit upon a Needles Point?
And bring Hobgoblin Ghosts to scare 'um.
We steal into the Fair Nuns Den,
So the Woers cou'd not, to Ithacan Pen.
How Ens Rationale Potentionale,
Differs from Rationis, or Ens Reale.
How many Myriads of Spirits joynt,
Can sit upon a Needles Point?
Τικ τει πρωτιστον υπο εμιον νυξ,
Μελανοπτερος ωον, ω Ζευς.
Under the Wind, in darksom Shade,
Black winged Night her first Egg laid.
There an hidden Root doth lye,
Which is the Tetrads Mystery.
Just so did I, when I was a Maid,
So does a Cock, that Venerous Blade.
Μελανοπτερος ωον, ω Ζευς.
Under the Wind, in darksom Shade,
Black winged Night her first Egg laid.
There an hidden Root doth lye,
Which is the Tetrads Mystery.
Just so did I, when I was a Maid,
So does a Cock, that Venerous Blade.
Into a Milstone none can see,
Without Spectacles so far as we,
Tho of ne're so high Degree.
Witchcraft's the deepest Mystery,
Of all Arts, it best deserves a Fee.
Old Father Adam may say what he can,
Phoronæus writes the first Man.
If so, Eve, where is she,
That would the First Woman be?
Without Spectacles so far as we,
Tho of ne're so high Degree.
Witchcraft's the deepest Mystery,
Of all Arts, it best deserves a Fee.
Old Father Adam may say what he can,
Phoronæus writes the first Man.
If so, Eve, where is she,
That would the First Woman be?
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Old Aristotle I'm sure you dote on,
What is his Καθολου Πρωτον.
That Pseudodæmon, wou'd I cou'd catch him,
I don't fear but I cou'd out-match him,
Where e're I meet him, I'le have at him.
Pudica Arbor, I long to see,
The Chastity of such a Tree,
To be sure it shall ne're bear me.
What is his Καθολου Πρωτον.
That Pseudodæmon, wou'd I cou'd catch him,
I don't fear but I cou'd out-match him,
Where e're I meet him, I'le have at him.
Pudica Arbor, I long to see,
The Chastity of such a Tree,
To be sure it shall ne're bear me.
When States would know good Success to come,
After the beating of a Drum,
We are the Finger next the Thumb.
When Ambassadors are sent for Spyes,
We use to prompt them many Lyes.
Spains great Counsel seldom Refuse,
Our cunning Stratagems to use,
To learn all the Worlds News.
Private Cabals and close Committees,
Regulate Commonwealths and Cities.
After the beating of a Drum,
We are the Finger next the Thumb.
When Ambassadors are sent for Spyes,
We use to prompt them many Lyes.
Spains great Counsel seldom Refuse,
Our cunning Stratagems to use,
To learn all the Worlds News.
Private Cabals and close Committees,
Regulate Commonwealths and Cities.
Arcana Imperii, Publicum Jus,
There in her Majesty sits Puss.
They that come forth when the Moons at the Full,
Are Topers and Soakers of all sorts of good Lull.
They are all Cuckolds, that hap to be Born'd
Unluckily, when the Moon is Horn'd.
There in her Majesty sits Puss.
They that come forth when the Moons at the Full,
Are Topers and Soakers of all sorts of good Lull.
They are all Cuckolds, that hap to be Born'd
Unluckily, when the Moon is Horn'd.
For saying, Quies est Finis Motus,
The Philosophers will promote us.
But for saying, Primò Primum,
Pythagoras resolves to Fine'um.
With first and second Course I shan't Dine 'um,
I'de rather tye their hands behind 'um,
If I knew at Dinner time when to find 'um.
O brave Purchase, Repetundarum,
When Bribes come, resolve to share 'um,
For my part, I cant forbear 'um.
The Philosophers will promote us.
But for saying, Primò Primum,
Pythagoras resolves to Fine'um.
With first and second Course I shan't Dine 'um,
I'de rather tye their hands behind 'um,
If I knew at Dinner time when to find 'um.
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When Bribes come, resolve to share 'um,
For my part, I cant forbear 'um.
The famous Doctrina Rhomborum,
Logarithms, Algebra's, carry all afore'em.
I made Great Bellizarius Beg,
How did I handle Scanderbeg?
I think I took him down a Peg,
What can't I do, Old Meg?
Watch a Hatcht Egg at the Fortieth hour,
You'l find a Heart in the Yelk, with a panting pow'r.
This was the Doctrine of the Oriens,
Cor est Primum Vivens, & ultimum moriens.
Logarithms, Algebra's, carry all afore'em.
I made Great Bellizarius Beg,
How did I handle Scanderbeg?
I think I took him down a Peg,
What can't I do, Old Meg?
Watch a Hatcht Egg at the Fortieth hour,
You'l find a Heart in the Yelk, with a panting pow'r.
This was the Doctrine of the Oriens,
Cor est Primum Vivens, & ultimum moriens.
What's the Cause of Scintillation?
Or of Stars dropping from their station?
What's the World's Right or Left side,
Ebbing and flowing of the Tide?
Where is Lucifer in all his Pride?
Who got to Venus Bed side?
Whither she ever was deny'd?
If Mars stole her from her Groom Bride,
Why Cuckold Vulcan should not Ride?
Or of Stars dropping from their station?
What's the World's Right or Left side,
Ebbing and flowing of the Tide?
Where is Lucifer in all his Pride?
Who got to Venus Bed side?
Whither she ever was deny'd?
If Mars stole her from her Groom Bride,
Why Cuckold Vulcan should not Ride?
Justices of Peace and Coram,
Look to carry all afore 'um:
But the Bayliffs, if you mind 'um,
Use to carry all behind 'um,
Specially Debtors, when they find 'um.
And the Jaylor knows how to bind 'um,
And if they have Money, how to grind 'um.
Look to carry all afore 'um:
But the Bayliffs, if you mind 'um,
Use to carry all behind 'um,
Specially Debtors, when they find 'um.
And the Jaylor knows how to bind 'um,
And if they have Money, how to grind 'um.
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The Snail is safest in her Shell,
So is a Monk in his Cell.
Empire and Liberty were unsociable things,
'Till Nerva and Trajan made them meet in Kings.
Would you think it a Goose Quill,
Should give Laws to Princes against their will?
To get a Kingdom, and to Hold,
Is better done by Iron, than Gold.
So is a Monk in his Cell.
Empire and Liberty were unsociable things,
'Till Nerva and Trajan made them meet in Kings.
Would you think it a Goose Quill,
Should give Laws to Princes against their will?
To get a Kingdom, and to Hold,
Is better done by Iron, than Gold.
Colours are diverse, but mark,
They all agree in the dark.
To fair Venus sacrifice a Hog,
For soul Cerberus provide a Clog.
I can do many things in my mind,
Which I can never act in kind.
Every one frames his own Fortune and State,
But I rather think he might frame his own Wit at an easier Rate.
They all agree in the dark.
To fair Venus sacrifice a Hog,
For soul Cerberus provide a Clog.
I can do many things in my mind,
Which I can never act in kind.
Every one frames his own Fortune and State,
But I rather think he might frame his own Wit at an easier Rate.
The Moons Beams won't ripen Plants,
Learn Providence from the Ants.
A Hawk can't fly, while ty'd to a Fist,
'Till the Money comes, the Lawyer is whist.
In Venice and Rome, Licentiat Whores,
Invite Passengers standing at their Doors.
Porta Angusta, or Porta Lata,
You have your choice, Ratio del Stata.
Learn Providence from the Ants.
A Hawk can't fly, while ty'd to a Fist,
'Till the Money comes, the Lawyer is whist.
In Venice and Rome, Licentiat Whores,
Invite Passengers standing at their Doors.
Porta Angusta, or Porta Lata,
You have your choice, Ratio del Stata.
Mahomet's Tomb hangs in the Air,
The Pilgrims at Mecha stare.
Find me the Salick Law, 'gainst a Womans Domination,
And I'le find you Constantine's Donation.
Of both, I have read much of the Gloss,
But for the Text, I am at a Loss.
The Pilgrims at Mecha stare.
Find me the Salick Law, 'gainst a Womans Domination,
And I'le find you Constantine's Donation.
Of both, I have read much of the Gloss,
But for the Text, I am at a Loss.
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Mooting Lawyers put blind Cases,
Attorneys harrassed in their Traces,
Drive the Law in all its Paces.
Clients to Catch-Poles carry Maces.
Find me Egyptian Hieroglyphicks,
And I'le find ye Indian Specificks,
You're so close, I don't like your Tricks.
Attorneys harrassed in their Traces,
Drive the Law in all its Paces.
Clients to Catch-Poles carry Maces.
Find me Egyptian Hieroglyphicks,
And I'le find ye Indian Specificks,
You're so close, I don't like your Tricks.
You come with your Lambdacisms,
I come with my Cataclysms.
Come all with your Hard words,
I come with Strawberries, Cream and Curds.
Come you with your Cheating Tables,
Play the Fox in Æsop's Fables.
Play you at Chess and Back Gammon,
While I eat up all the Salmon.
Come you with your false Cards Fine,
And I'le drink up all the Wine.
I come with my Cataclysms.
Come all with your Hard words,
I come with Strawberries, Cream and Curds.
Come you with your Cheating Tables,
Play the Fox in Æsop's Fables.
Play you at Chess and Back Gammon,
While I eat up all the Salmon.
Come you with your false Cards Fine,
And I'le drink up all the Wine.
Nero, methinks, spake like an Ass,
Utinam nescirem Literas.
Dunce he would be, and ever was,
Turn a decay'd Hackney to Grass.
Eternity is Nunc stans,
'Tis time that practises to Dance.
Mentuz, the Month of a hundred years,
Such Months wou'd turn us all out of our Fears,
Live so long, till we fall together by the Ears.
Utinam nescirem Literas.
Dunce he would be, and ever was,
Turn a decay'd Hackney to Grass.
Eternity is Nunc stans,
'Tis time that practises to Dance.
Mentuz, the Month of a hundred years,
Such Months wou'd turn us all out of our Fears,
Live so long, till we fall together by the Ears.
Begin Demonstrations with το Οτι,
March on in state to your Διοτι.
After Priori & Posteriori,
I'le rout ye all à Fortiori,
I hope, in haste, I shall hear no more on ye.
Πολυζητησεως
Fallacia,
It is the Witches Audacia,
Let 'um all be damn'd in Alsatia.
Æons abroad like Atoms fly,
The dwarf Daughter of Eternity.
March on in state to your Διοτι.
After Priori & Posteriori,
I'le rout ye all à Fortiori,
I hope, in haste, I shall hear no more on ye.
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It is the Witches Audacia,
Let 'um all be damn'd in Alsatia.
Æons abroad like Atoms fly,
The dwarf Daughter of Eternity.
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