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.