He could assure her that he would not lie
To gain the Hand for which he dar’d to die;
And he was sorry to report the Truth,
For that was not in Favour of the Youth.
First, that he drank and lov’d to sit and prate
At the new Inn upon his Chair of State, 80
Making the Clowns about him in Surprise
Stare at improbable and boasting Lies.
He no Religion in the World profest,
But made the parson and the Church his jest.