A VINDICAT1ON of DUNCAN LIDDEL, And his Son GEORGE LIDDEL, The on Professor of the Mathematicks, and the other a Student of Philosophie, and John Forbes, Printer to the University and Town of Aberdeen, by way of Answer of a scourrilous Ryme sent from Edinburgh.
To the Tune of, The Gentlemans Mear is behind.
An Answer too that mad Mans Ryme
Will prove an Horse at fooling time,
And if that fail he'l turn an Ass,
As Ferrie's compt at the next grass.
WHat makes the foolish Cocks-comb so to carp,
Like too a foisting Curr can nought but bark
At him who is profoundly learn'd in all;
Not only speculative, but practical
Parts of the Mathematicks (which fool ye)
Knows even as much as doth a Beetle Bee:
But grant ye had some skill as ye have none,
Then I would ask at you this Question,
What is the difference 'twixt an current day?
And on compleat if this ye know, I say,
Your ignorance ye had not so bewray'd,
Nor in your judgment had so much decay'd,
[...]s not to know the difference, I say,
Tiwxt th' Artificial and the natural day.
[...] this ye'd known as ye pretend to do,
[...]e had confest our Feasts both right and true,
[...]he first, the third of March which cannot fail;
[...]hen without doubt the ninetenth of April.
[...]he second holds as ye may read and see,
[...]onfirm'd by
Vincent Wing, and
Gadburry.
[...]our weakness Sir ye very much discover.
[...]or to prove Easter by the Jews Pashover:
[...]ut I with pardon this much most tell you
[...] greater things I fear ye're too much Jew.
[...]s for your Hebrew it's not very good,
When ye mistake moneth
Nisan for
Abib.
[...]ut tho it were as ye would hav't to be;
[...] nothing proves as all learn'd men agree;
Athough good Friday fall near the full Moon;
[...]et still it holds not so, as may be seen
[...]his present year, which I think none will doubt:
[...]t you good Sir, whose wit is in your snout,
[...]hen Christ our Saviour suffered on the Cross,
[...]e know that darkness was miraculous;
[...]t that proves nothing to the thing in hand.
[...]nd so I hope your Worship's at an stand;
[...]en I conclude who ever you informs
[...]ost justly does deserve a pair of Horns,
[...] at the least to have the same reward
[...]ich
Midas had: and what is that ye've heard?
[...] I perceive who sees you well without
[...] all he can expect; for without doubt
[...] nought within, but a poor empty House:
A Lodging hardly worthy a Mouse:
But had ye knowledge as ye apprehend
Your self to have, then truly I would send
Some lines unto you of an deeper dy;
But to an naughty shallow Fellow, I
Thinks it below my wrath; because I know
Ther's nought within you to your self ye owe,
But other learned Mens works that ye steel.
Which sure I am ye understand not well;
And here I will a Lesson you prescrive,
If ye be wise, no longer for to dyve
In matters to Antartick to your brain;
Or in the least compet with learned Men,
Whose Books ye are not worthy for to bear,
Should make you keep within your proper sphear
To wit the Dung Hill, which sympathizes best,
With your dull brains, and there resolve to rest;
Because these heavenly Bodies which wee see
Goes far beyond thy gross capacity.
Your
Prima Coruu which is in your Ryme
Holds forth your Grammer not to be so prime
As ye would hav't, beleeved since there are none
Have learn'd the Rudiments, but knows its wrong.
I know by
prima stella's understood;
But ye do lake (In An) to make it good,
And right construction, which plainly shews
Your Latin is no better then a Cows.
What are these Problems? twelve I do not know
Ye've answered him, he only you but two,
To lie so grosly holds you forth more base
Then any horned Ox or surdid Asse.
Next ye bring in to back your lies old Lilly;
Had ye a tail ye'd make a compleat filly,
For
Lilly our Professor know to be
As great a Master of the Art as he;
Although these jugling tricks he did not use,
Which
Lilly did poor people to abuse,
Erecting figures of Astrology
To cheat them, had not knowledge of their money.
If Master
Duncan pleased to contend
With on like you, ther's none needs him defend;
But that he think's it below him to contest,
With either hummel or with horned beast.
Now of this Matter for to make an end
With our Professor do not more contend,
Whose skill and knowledge in Astronomy,
And all the secrets of Astrology
Is known to be so great, that there are few.
Will dare to challeng't, but an Asse like you;
Since all the learn'd Professors of this Art,
In
Britan or in whatsomever part,
Both will and have acknowledged and confest,
He is not inferior to the very best.
As for
George Liddel whose years do not arrive
As yet unto the Number of four times five.
Most shameful hath put you to the foil,
And made you back upon your breach recoile
Whose printed Problems plain and clearly shew,
Which yet are extant to the publick is view
I think, and so should every wise Man too;
Ye should desist from rayling as ye do.
Whereas ye talk of
George to run their fiddel,
Assure your self e're long ye's have a Riddel
Shall run you well enough, but that I fear
Your madness spoil your brains e'r ye come there.
As for our Printer ye strive too abuse,
Who is a Gentleman, and does not use
To rail on any man, but no thing's true.
I hope he's nothing yet behind with you;
But that he thinks't below him to contest
With you that loves to rail and lie at best.
If I had thought thee worthy of my Pen,
I could have written in an higher strain;
But for an Block-head this is good enough,
Whose learning fits him better for the plough,
Then for to strain his Rustick brainet so high,
As touch at Matters of Astronomy.
If I esteem'd Thee better than a Slav,
I 'd take in hand to Ryme thee to thy Grave.
Your empty head's no better then a stock,
Fit for to be an Haberdascher's block;
And shall I speak more properly my mind,
At best ye 're but a bladder blown with wind.
But I'le conclude, take head to your self,
In case ye splite upon a Northern shelf;
Since I have power to make an Storm arise,
Shall quite destract you if ye'l not be wise.
A CONFUTATION OF JAMES SETON And Mr. DUNCAN LIDDEL OR, An answer to the foresaid Rables, Who place their Art in lying Tables; Against James Seton and the Beasts, Who will maintain Erronous Feasts.
Tune.
The Gentleman
John Forbes Mear's behin
[...]
Then
Patersons ye still before shall find.
IN Fastens-Even ye se it is most plain,
At
Aberdeen they take their word ag
[...]
As here before it clearly may be seen,
But Cocks do rave still near to Fastens-Eve
Yet how can this be, they are Horned Be
[...]
Because they err'd so much into the Feast
But what of this, they may be changed a
[...]
You know upon
Acteon what did fall.
Because he had to curious a Brain,
For to Espy and make his Sex a Stain;
He first on two feet, then on four did go
May not their four, likewise be changed t
[...]
For when like Beasts before they did rem
[...]
Acteons foisting Currs would have them s
[...]
But to return they are now in the burrs,
Their Combs do vex them, like
Acteons
[...]
Yea, Hony Combs that cometh from th
[...]
Doth vex these Drons, as clearly you may
And now they do begin for to discover,
Their Ignorance into the
Jews Pass-over
They do their
contra-party call a
Jew,
But who will read in Holy write,
Mat
[...]
The twenty six, and likewise
Mark fo
[...]
Will clearly see that we no
Jews have bee
[...]
Then read what follows and ye will dis
[...]
Our SAVIOUR suffer'd at the
Jews Pass-
[...]
And that he did on Sunday next arise,
Which none but
Jews this any way den
[...]
Consider this, and ye will find it true,
And clearly know who now have been th
[...]
You cite both
Vincent Wing, and
Ga
[...]
Whose Rules are right, but Tables wrong th
[...]
The
English Liturgy will you confoun
[...]
Although of Art you say you're so profo
[...]
For it doth give the same Rule that we u
[...]
Now if you loss your Comb you'le prove a
[...]
Whose Feathers Southward did fly with th
[...]
But left the Gooss for to be Rost behind:
Against the Feast of
Christian-mass I tr
[...]
And then we'le know the
Christian from th
[...]
The Month
Nisan and
Abib is all o
[...]
Which none denies except your self a
[...]
Thou Boasts of
Hebrew like a learned
[...].