8. A Miliner in _Cheapside_, near the end of _Bread Street_,
very genteel but no conjurer.
9. For the Brewers Daughter, a Lace Man in _Pater Noster Row_,
who loves the smell of Malt and good Ale, of good heighth and
Stature, and Stomach answerable.
10. A Coffee Man, well lin'd with Broad Pieces of Gold, and
has a good Trade, a Widdower, wants a Bar keeper.
11. A lusty, stout proportion'd Man, had a good Estate before
the Fire,[F. 89] and is still fit for Woman's Service.
12. A Bookseller's Son in _Paul's Church yard_, an extream
Genteel man, and of the same kidney as the Mercer in _Covent
Garden_.
13. A Commission Officer, full of Courage, brim full of
Honour, a well proportion'd Man, and very beautiful and yet
wants Money.
14. An Apothecary near _Bread Street Hill_, a very genteel
Man, a Widdower.
15. A Young Gentleman now learning to Dance, wants a Wife to
guide him, his Estate £150 per Ann.
16. A Haberdasher's Son in _Cheapside_, makes a great Figure
in the World, his Education good, only wants a Wife, or Place.
17. A diminutive Bookseller, very difficult in his Choice,
£5000 proves a Temptation to him.
18. A Mercer upon _Ludgate Hill_, Kin to a good Estate, his
Trade indifferent:
19. A young Merchant, whose Estate lyes on the _Carriby
Islands_, if his Cargo misses the _French Fleet_, he makes a
good Joynture.
20. An Ancient Gentleman now purchasing an Estate, wants a
rich Wife to stand by him.
21. A Goldsmith near the _Royal Exchange_, a Widdower, of a
very considerable Estate, besides a great Trade, will make
a good Joynture, and perhaps keep a Coach, he's a very brisk
Man.
[Footnote 89: Although this "squib" is not dated, this
allusion makes it probable it was written in Charles II.'s
time.]
One Climbing of a Tree, by hap, [51.]
Fell downe and brake his arme,
And did complaine unto a friend,
Of his unluckie harme.
Would I had counsel'd you before,
(quoth he to whom he spake)
I know a tricke for Climbers, that
They never hurt shall take.
Neighbour (sayd he) I have a Sonne,
And he doth use to climbe,
Pray let me know the same for him
Against another time?
Why thus, (quoth he) let any man
That lives, climbe nere so hie,
And make no more haste downe, than up,
No harme can come thereby.
[61.] A Gentleman who had constantly beene a good fellow, meeting with
some of his friends at a mornings draught, told his Companions that,
God forgive him, _he went to bed like a beast_ last night. Why? quoth
they, were you so _drunk_? No, quoth he, _I was so sober_.