On Squire Huffe

Squire Huffe had got a vap'ring trick to talk
High ranting words, then 'bout the room to walk
Like bold Andrea acting on the stage
Often in speech would personate his rage:
Sometimes he grew Satyrick and would strein
To jeer each man in King Cambyses vein.
Blunt being toucht grew angry, made reply
Though I cann't prate yet you shal find that I
Can fight, and beat him soundly: 'tis the way
Thus to cure madmen, as I have heard say.