This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1822 edition. Excerpt: ... wrong end.' Quoth Hudibras, ' This thing call'd Fain, Is (as the learned Stoics maintain) Not bad simpliciter, r good, But merely as 'tis understood. Sense is deceitful, and may feign As well in counterfeiting pain As other gross phcemenas In which it oft mistakes the case. But since the' immortal intellect (That's free from error and defect, Whose objects still persist the same) Is free from outward bruise or maim, Which ught external can expose To gross material bangs or blows, It follows we can ne'er be sure Whether we pain or t endure, And just so far are sore and grieved As by the fancy is believed. Some have been wounded with conceit, And died of mere opinion straight; Others, though wounded sore in reason, Felt contusion, r discretion. A Saxon duke did grow so fat, That mice (as histories relate) Ate grots and labyrinths to dwell in His postic parts, without his feeling; Then how is't possible a kick Should e'er reach that way to the quick?' Quoth she, ' I grant it is in vain For one that's basted to feel pain, Because the pangs his bones endure Contribute thing to the cure; Yet hour hurt is wont to rage With pain medicine can assuage.' Quoth he, 'That hour's very squeamish, That takes a basting for a blemish: For what's more hourable than scars, Or skin to tatters rent in wars? Some have been beaten till they kw What wood a cudgel's of, by the' blow; Some kick'd, until they can feel whether A shoe be Spanish or neat's leather; And yet have met, after long running, With some whom they have taught that cunning. The furthest way about, to5 o'ercome, In the' end does prove the nearest home. By laws of learned duellists, They that are bruised with wood or fists, And think one beating may for once Suffice, are cowards...