Thus was he gifted and accouter’d;
We mean on th’ inside, not the outward;
That next of all we shall discuss: 
Then listen, Sirs, it follows thus 240
His tawny beard was th’ equal grace
Both of his wisdom and his face;
In cut and dye so like a tile,
A sudden view it would beguile: 
The upper part thereof was whey; 245
The nether, orange mix’d with grey. 
This hairy meteor did denounce
The fall of scepters and of crowns;
With grisly type did represent
Declining age of government; 250
And tell with hieroglyphick spade,
Its own grave and the state’s were made. 
Like SAMPSON’S heart-breakers, it grew
In time to make a nation rue;
Tho’ it contributed its own fall, 255
To wait upon the publick downfal,
It was monastick, and did grow
In holy orders by strict vow;
Of rule as sullen and severe
As that of rigid Cordeliere. 260
’Twas bound to suffer persecution
And martyrdom with resolution;
T’ oppose itself against the hate
And vengeance of th’ incensed state;
In whose defiance it was worn, 265
Still ready to be pull’d and torn;
With red-hot irons to be tortur’d;
Revil’d, and spit upon, and martyr’d. 
Maugre all which, ’twas to stand fast
As long as monarchy shou’d last; 270
But when the state should hap to reel,
’Twas to submit to fatal steel,
And fall, as it was consecrate,
A sacrifice to fall of state;
Whose thread of life the fatal sisters 275
Did twist together with its whiskers,
And twine so close, that time should never,
In life or death, their fortunes sever;
But with his rusty sickle mow
Both down together at a blow. 280
So learned Taliacotius from
The brawny part of porter’s bum
Cut supplemental noses, which
Wou’d last as long as parent breech;
But when the date of Nock was out, 285
Off drop’d the sympathetic snout.

His back, or rather burthen, show’d,
As if it stoop’d with its own load: 
For as Aeneas bore his sire
Upon his shoulders thro’ the fire, 290
Our Knight did bear no less a pack
Of his own buttocks on his back;
Which now had almost got the upper-
Hand of his head, for want of crupper. 
To poise this equally, he bore 295
A paunch of the same bulk before;
Which still he had a special care
To keep well-cramm’d with thrifty fare;
As white-pot, butter-milk, and curds,
Such as a country-house affords; 300
With other vittle, which anon
We farther shall dilate upon,
When of his hose we come to treat,
The cupboard where he kept his meat.