A TAVERN

Is a degree, or (if you will,) a pair of stairs above an ale-house,

where men are drunk with more credit and apology. If the vintner's

nose[24] be at door, it is a sign sufficient, but the absence of this is

supplied by the ivy-bush: the rooms are ill breathed like the drinkers

that have been washed well over night, and are smelt-to fasting next

morning; not furnished with beds apt to be defiled, but more necessary

implements, stools, table, and a chamber-pot. It is a broacher of more

news than hogsheads, and more jests than news, which are sucked up here

by some spungy brain, and from thence squeezed into a comedy. Men come

here to make merry, but indeed make a noise, and this musick above is

answered with the clinking below. The drawers are the civilest people in

it, men of good bringing up, and howsoever we esteem of them, none can

boast more justly of their high calling. 'Tis the best theatre of

natures, where they are truly acted, not played, and the business as in

the rest of the world up and down, to wit, from the bottom of the cellar

to the great chamber. A melancholy man would find here matter to work

upon, to see heads as brittle as glasses, and often broken; men come

hither to quarrel, and come hither to be made friends: and if Plutarch

will lend me his simile, it is even Telephus's sword that makes wounds

and cures them. It is the common consumption of the afternoon, and the

murderer or maker-away of a rainy day. It is the torrid zone that

scorches _the_[25] face, and tobacco the gun-powder that blows it up.

Much harm would be done, if the charitable vintner had not water ready

for these flames. A house of sin you may call it, but not a house of

darkness, for the candles are never out; and it is like those countries

far in the North, where it is as clear at mid-night as at mid-day. After

a long sitting, it becomes like a street in a dashing shower, where the

spouts are flushing above, and the conduits running below, while the

Jordans like swelling rivers overflow their banks. To give you the total

reckoning of it; it is the busy man's recreation, the idle man's

business, the melancholy man's sanctuary, the stranger's welcome, the

inns-of-court man's entertainment, the scholar's kindness, and the

citizen's courtesy. It is the study of sparkling wits, and a cup of

canary[26] their book, whence we leave them.

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