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Like a flourishing young gallant, newly come to his
With a new-fangled lady, that is dainty, nice, and spare, Who never knew what belong'd to good house-keeping,
or care, Who buyes gaudy-color'd fans to play with wanton air, And seven or eight different dressings of other womens
Like a young courtier, &c.
With a new-fashion'd hall, built where the old one
tood, Hung round with new pictures, that do the poor no
good, With a fine marble chimney, wherein burns neither coal
nor wood, And a new smooth shovelboard, whereon no victuals
With a new study, stuft full of pamphlets, and plays, And a new chaplain, that swears faster than he prays,
With a new buttery hatch, that opens once in four or
five days, And a new French cook, to devise fine kickshaws, and
With a new fashion, when Christmas is drawing on,
With a new gentleman-usher, whose carriage is com
pleat, With a new coachman, footmen, and pages to carry up
the meat, With a waiting-gentlewoman, whofe dressing is very neat, Who when her lady has din'd, lets the servants not eat;
Like a young courtier, &c.
With new titles of honour bought with his father's old
SIR JOHN SUCKLING'S CAMPAIGNE.
When the Scottish covenanters rose up in arms, and ad: vanced to the English borders in 1639, many of the courtiers complimented the king by raisng forces at their own expence, Among these none were more distinguished than the gallant Sir John Suckling, who raised a troop of horse, so richly accoutred, that it cost him 12,000l.' The like expenfive equipment of other parts of the army, made the king re. mark, that “the Scots would fight ficutly, if it were but for “ the Englishmen's fine cloaths.' [Lloyd's Memoirs.] When they came to action, the rugged Scots proved more than a match for the fine frewy English: many of whom behaved remarkably ill, and among the rest this splendid troop of Sir John Suckling's.
This humorous pasquil has been generally supposed to have been written by Sir John, as a banter upon himself. Some of his contemporaries however attributed it to Sir John Mennis, a wit of thofe times, among whose poems it is printed in a small poetical miscellany, intitled, Mufarum « deliciæ : or the Muses recreation, containing several pieces “ of poetique wit, 2d. edition. By Sir 7. M. [Sir John “ Mennis) and Ja, S. (James Smith.] Lond. 1656, 12mo."
See Wood's Athene. II. 397, 418.] In that copy is fubjoined an additional fianza, which probably was written by this Sir John Mennis, viz.
" But now there is peace, he's return'd to increafe
“ His money, which lately he spent-a,
" At Barwick away it went-a."
To Scotland for to ride-a,
To guard him on every side-a,
No Errant-knight ever went to fight
5 With halfe so gay a bravada, Had you seen but his look, you'ld have sworn on a book,
Hee’ld have conquer'd a whole armada.
The ladies ran all to the windows to see
So gallant and warlike a fight-a,
Sir John, why will you go fight-a ?
But he, like a cruel knight, spurr'd on;
His heart would not relent-a,
Or why should he repent-a?
The king (God bless him!) had singular hopes
Of him and all his troop-a :
None lik'd him so well, as his own colonell,
Who took him for John de Wert-a;
My gallant was nothing fo pert-a.
For when the Scots army came within sight,
And all prepared to fight-a,
He swore he must needs goe sh*te-a,
The colonell sent for him back agen,
To quarter him in the van-a,
To cure his fear, he was sent to the reare,
Some ten miles back, and more-a ; Where Sir John did play at trip and away,
And ne'er saw the enemy more-a,
Ver. 22. JOHN DE WERT was a German general of great reputation, and the terror of the French in the reign of Louis XIII. Hence biş name became proverbial in France, where he was called De Vert. Se Bayle's Dici.