Hi. When you find that your Dinner has been well season'd.
Sb. What, with a good Stomach?
Hi. Yes, indeed.
Cr. Hilary, do you know what Task I would have you take upon you?
Hi. I shall know when you have told me.
Cr. The Choir sings some Hymns, that are indeed learned ones; but are corrupted in many Places by unlearned Persons. I desire that you would mend 'em; and to give you an Example, we sing thus:
Hostis Herodes impie,
Christum venire quid times?
Thou wicked Enemy Herod, why dost thou dread the Coming of Christ?
The mis-placing of one Word spoils the Verse two Ways. For the Word hostis, making a Trochee, has no Place in an Iambick Verse, and Hero being a Spondee won't stand in the second Place. Nor is there any doubt but the Verse at first was thus written,
Herodes hostis impie.