Hudibras: A Poem By Samuel Butler

Hudibras: A Poem By Samuel Butler: "By all these arts and many more H had practis d long and much before Our state artificer foresaw Which way the world began to draw For as old sinners have all points O th compass in their bones and joints Can by their pangs and aches find All turns and changes of the wind And better than by Napier's bones Feel in their own the age of moons So guilty sinners in a state Can by their crimes prognosticate And in their consciences feel pain Some days before a show r of rain He therefore wisely cast about All ways he could t insure his throat "