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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>THE PHANATICK ANATOMIZED.</HEAD>
<L>A True <HI>Phanatick</HI> to Anatomize,</L>
<L>Requires the Head and Brains of one more wi&s;e</L>
<L>Then I; Yet &s;ince that I am &s;et upon't,</L>
<L>I'le go through-&s;titch with it what e're comes on't.</L>
<L>His Extract's Ancient, having for its ri&s;e,</L>
<L>Our Grand Fore-Fathers fir&s;t in <HI>Paradi&s;e;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Adam</HI> and <HI>Eve</HI> were <HI>Nonconformi&s;ts,</HI> They</L>
<L>The &s;trict command of God did di&s;obey,</L>
<L>He is &s;o Fruitful, and loves Propagation,</L>
<L>That's Tribe (like hated <HI>Jews</HI>) fills ev'ry Nation.</L>
<L>To &s;ee him in his Cloaths you might well &s;wear,</L>
<L>That he &s;ome Clothier, or Weaver were:</L>
<L>They are not black, but of a Medly hue,</L>
<L>Not much unlike to Ru&s;&s;et, or <HI>Coventrey-blue.</HI></L>
<L>About Eight years he hath been dumb, but now</L>
<L>By the Benigne A&s;pect of Princely brow,</L>
<L>His Speech's re&s;tor'd again, I wi&s;h that He,</L>
<L>For &s;uch a Miracle may thankful be.</L>
<L>His Hair is &s;hort, and &s;tands almo&s;t upright,</L>
<L>As if but newly re&s;cu'd from a fright:</L>
<L>But &s;ome of them are White, and Gray again,</L>
<L>Not caus'd by age, but violent heat of brain;</L>
<L>Which being re&s;tle&s;s, drives them forth to action,</L>
<L>Which ends mo&s;t commonly in dang'rous Faction.</L>
<L>His Head and Crown is round, and balld behind,</L>
<L>And to <HI>Vertigoes</HI> very much inclin'd;</L>
<L>His forehead high, and hard beyond all Story:</L>
<L>His Chin is an extended Promontory.</L>
<L>His Eyes are &s;mall, yet one bigger then t'other,</L>
<L>The great one views him&s;elf, the le&s;s his Brother.</L>
<L>His No&s;e is &s;harp, and very quick of &s;cent,</L>
<L>To &s;mell out Belly-chear in &s;tarving Lent.</L>
<L>His Ears are long, one always hanging down,</L>
<L>To li&s;ten after News that &s;tirs in Town:</L>
<L>The other tending upward 'bove his Chin,</L>
<L>For <HI>Mah'mets</HI> Pidgeon to whi&s;per in.</L>
<L>His Beard in length is almo&s;t half a Span,</L>
<L>And 'tis that which mo&s;t denominates him Man.</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="damage" EXTENT="2 letters">bition, Pride, (like Rivers to the Main,)</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="damage" EXTENT="1 word">Di&s;&s;emboge them&s;elves into his Veins.</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="damage" EXTENT="2+ letters">s Countenance is &s;upercilious,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="damage" EXTENT="1 word"> if God made Him only, and not Us.</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="damage" EXTENT="1+ letters">s low of Stature, Nature did decree,</L>
<L>That of a thing not good, the le&s;s &s;hould be.</L>
<L>He's very aged, yet hath &s;trong conceipts,</L>
<L>He &s;hall live many years, and act &s;trange feats;</L>
<L>But I'm per&s;waded with a &s;trong pre&s;umption,</L>
<L>He'l &s;hortly die of <HI>Megrim,</HI> or <HI>Con&s;umption.</HI></L>
<L>As for his Speech, &s;eeing he hath been dumb,</L>
<L>I know not what 'twill be, but mu&s;t &s;ay Mum.</L>
<L>His Chops are lean through envy, and his Face,</L>
<L>Is th' &s;eat of Impudence, and not of Grace.</L>
<L>His Mouth, and Gullet's large, whereby he's able,</L>
<L>For to impov'ri&s;h a well fraught table.</L>
<L>His Pallate is preci&s;e, for in no wi&s;e</L>
<L>Will down with him <HI>Plum-pottage</HI> or <HI>Mince Pies.</HI></L>
<L>His Arms and Hands are long, but &s;trong withal,</L>
<L>And gripeth hard who under them doth fall.</L>
<L>His breath is tainted both with Rage and Spight,</L>
<L>His Neck is &s;tiff, and cannot turn to th' right.</L>
<L>His Brea&s;t (having no Window to't) I &s;pare</L>
<L>To look into, becau&s;e I can't, nor dare;</L>
<L>Some think his Heart is hollow, but 'tis fit</L>
<L>To leave that unto God, who &s;earcheth it.</L>
<L>His Back, and Sholders broad, yet cannot bear,</L>
<L>A heavy Burden, &s;uch as <HI>Common-Prayer.</HI></L>
<L>His Belly's Tympanous, and full of pain,</L>
<L>Cau&s;ed (&s;ome think) by emptine&s;s of brain.</L>
<L>His unbe&s;eeming parts I &s;hall pa&s;s by,</L>
<L>Judging they hold with th're&s;t ju&s;t Simmetry.</L>
<L>His Knees are &s;tiff, whereby he hardly can</L>
<L>Bow them in &s;uit, either to God or Man.</L>
<L>His Thighs and Legs are weak, and cannot bear;</L>
<L>I wi&s;h he would once learn to forbear</L>
<L>By undervaluing words our <HI>Hierarchy,</HI></L>
<L>To render odious to every eye.</L>
<L>Be&s;t Chri&s;tian's He that others cen&s;ures lea&s;t,</L>
<L>And mo&s;t him&s;elf Reforms, and never re&s;ts,</L>
<L>Until (with fervent tears) he doth bemoan</L>
<L>His Brothers &s;lips, together with his own.</L>
<L>His Feet are lame, whereby he often erres,</L>
<L>And cann't go &s;traight becau&s;e he interferes.</L>
<L>His Soul I will not meddle with at all,</L>
<L>But leave it to the Ma&s;ter of us all,</L>
<L>Whom I &s;hall always pray with fervent cry,</L>
<L>To unite us in the bands of Charity.</L>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>LONDON, <HI>Printed,</HI> Anno Domini: <HI>1672.</HI></P>
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