“Women are a plague to man,
And though young ‘spoons’ are fond of them.
As soon as their fire is quenched,
They wish her head was off.”
[651] Gull’s Hornbook.
[652] Massinger’s Parliament of Love, ac. ii., sc. 2; Roman Actor, ac. iii., sc. 2, &c.
[653] Edmund Plowden, obiit 1584, was buried and has a monument in the Temple Church.
[654] Walk round London and Suburbs, 1708, p. 46.
“The world does not go right,
Before my door it hangs upside down.
I sell wine and beer, and all that you may desire.”
[656] A somewhat different version of these rhymes is given on [page 40].
[657] In allusion to Cromwell’s accident in Hyde Park, October 1654, when his coach-horses ran away, and his highness, who was driving, fell from the box between the traces, and was dragged along for a considerable distance.
[658] “It is said that the virtue of Cato the elder was frequently warmed by wine.”