y way
as well there as on the hill; at last I was resolved, that the next town
was four miles off me, and that the name of it was, _Talk-on-the-Hill_:
I had not travelled above two miles farther: but my last night's supper
(which was as much as nothing) my mind being informed of it by my
stomach. I made a virtue of necessity, and went to breakfast in the Sun:
I have fared better at three Suns many times before now, in _Aldersgate
Street_, _Cripplegate_, and new _Fish Street_; but here is the odds, at
those Suns they will come upon a man with a tavern bill as sharp cutting
as a tailor's bill of items: a watchman's-bill, or a welsh-hook falls
not half so heavy upon a man; besides, most of the vintners have the law
in their own hands, and have all their actions, cases, bills of debt,
and such reckonings tried at their own bars; from whence there is no
appeal. But leaving these impertinences, in the material Sunshine, we
eat a substantial dinner, and like miserable guests we did budget up the
reversions.
And now with sleep my muse hath eased her brain
I'll turn my style from prose, to verse again.
That which we could not have, we freely spared,
And wanting drink, most soberly we fared.
We had great store of fowl (but 'twas foul way)
And kindly every step entreats me stay,
The clammy clay sometimes my heels would trip,
One foot went forward, the other back would slip,
This weary day, when I had almost past,
I came unto Sir _Urian Leigh's_ at last,
At _Adlington_, near _Macclesfield_ he doth dwell,
Beloved, respected, and reputed well.
Through his great love, my stay with him was fixed,
From Thursday night, till noon on Monday next,
At his own table I did daily eat,
Whereat may be supposed, did want no meat,
He would have given me gold or silver either,
But I, with many thanks, received neither,
And thus much without flattery I dare swear,
He is a knight beloved far and near,
First he's beloved of his God above,
(Which love he loves to keep, beyond all love)
Next with a wife and children he is blest,
Each having God's fear planted in their breast.
With fair demaines, revenue of good lands,
He's fairly blessed by the Almighty's hands,
And as he's happy in these outward things,
So from his inward mind continual springs
Fruits of devotion, deeds of piety,
Good hospitable works of charity,
Just in his actions, constant in his w
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