But the knight gor'd him with his spear, He ftuck in monster's gammon. For monumental pillar, that 290 St. George he was for England; St. Dennis was for France; Sing, Honi foit qui mal y pense. ̧ Achilles of old Chiron learnt The great horfe for to ride; H' was taught by th' Centaur's rational part, 305 The hinnible to beftride. Bright filver feet, and fhining face Had that ftout hero's mother; As rapier's filver'd at one end, And wounds you at the other. 310 Her feet were bright, his feet were swift, As hawk pursuing fparrow : Her's had the metal, his the speed Of Braburn's * filver arrow. Braburn, a gentleman commoner of Lincoln college, gave a arrow to be foot for by the archers of the university of Oxford. filver Thetis Thetis to double pedagogue 315 Commits her dearest boy; Who bred him from a flender twig To be the fcourge of Troy: But ere he lasht the Trojans, h' was In Stygian waters steept; As birch is foaked first in piss, As lobsters from the ocean rife, 320 325 With fhell about their body: And, as from lobster's broken claw, Pick out the fish you might: So might you from one unfhell'd heel Dig pieces of the knight. 330 His myrmidons robb'd Priam's barns Like ants from whence they fprung. And fent him down bare-breech'd To pedant Radamanthus, in A pofture to be switch'd, But George he made the dragon look, As if he had been bewitch'd. 335 340 St. George he was for England; St. Dennis was for France; Sing, Honi foit qui mal y pense. Full Full fatal to the Romans was The Carthaginian Hanni bal; him I mean, who gave them such 345 A devilish thump at Cannæ: Moors thick, as goats on Penmenmure, Stood on the Alpes's front: Their one-eyed guide*, like blinking mole, To blinking Hyatt †, when on vile crowd He merriment does endeavour, A grumbling in his gizzard. St. George he was for England; St. Dennis was for France; Sing, Honi foit qui mal y pense. Hannibal bad but one eye. A one-eyed fellow, who pretended to make fiddles, as well as play on them; well-known at that time in Oxford, The The valour of Domitian, It must not be forgotten; 370 Who from the jaws of worm-blowing flies, And flasht her fo, that here lay head, And there lay bag and honey: Then 'mongst the rout he flew as swift, As weapon made by Cyclops, And bravely quell'd feditious buz, 395 By dint of maffy fly-flops. Surviving Surviving flies do curses breathe, And maggots too at Cæfar: But George he fhav'd the dragon's beard, And Afkelon * was his razor. 400 St. George he was for England; St. Dennis was for France; Sing, Honi foit qui mal y penfe. *The name of St. George's fword. JOHN GRUBB, the facetious writer of the foregoing Song, makes a diftinguished figure among the Oxford wits Jo humourously enumerated in the following diftich: Alma novem genuit célebres Rhedy cina poetas Bub, Stubb, Grubb, Crabb, Trap, Young, Carey, Tickel, Evans. Thefe were Bub Dodington (the late lord Melcombe), Dr. Stubbes, our poet GRUBB, Mr. Crabb, Dr. Trapp the poetry-profeffor, Dr. Edw. Young the author of NightThoughts, Walter Carey, Thomas Tickel, Efq; and Dr. Evans the epigrammatift. As for our poet GRUBB, all that we can learn further of him, is contained in a few extracts from the Univerfity Regifter, and from his epitaph. It appears from the former that he was matriculated in 1667, being the son of John Grubb, "de Acton Burnel in comitatu Salop. pauperis." He took his degree of Bachelor of Arts, June 28, 1671: and became Master of Arts, June 28, 1675. He was appointed Head Master of the Grammar School at Chrift Church: and afterwards chofen into the fame employment at Gloucefter, where he died in 1697, as appears from his monument in the church of St. Mary de Crypt in Gloucefter, which is infcribed with the following epitaph: H. S. E. |