SATYR.
121
For, if he feel no Shagrin, or Remorse,
His Forehead's shot-free, and he's ne'er the worse.
65 For Horns (like horny Callus's) are found
To grow on Sculls, that have receiv'd a Wound,
Are crackt, and broken; not at all on those
That are invulnerate, and free from Blows.
What a brave Time had Cuckold-makers then,
70 When they were held the worthiest of Men,
The real Fathers of the Commonwealth,
That planted Colonies in Rome itself?
When he, that help'd his Neighbours, and begot
Most Romans, was the noblest Patriot.
75 For, if a brave Man, that preserv'd from Death
One Citizen, was honour'd with a Wreath;
He, that more gallantly got three or four,
In Reason must deserve a great deal more.
Then, if those glorious Worthies of old Rome,
80 That civiliz'd the World th' had overcome,
And taught it Laws and Learning, found this Way
The best to save their Empire from Decay;
His Forehead's shot-free, and he's ne'er the worse.
65 For Horns (like horny Callus's) are found
To grow on Sculls, that have receiv'd a Wound,
Are crackt, and broken; not at all on those
That are invulnerate, and free from Blows.
What a brave Time had Cuckold-makers then,
70 When they were held the worthiest of Men,
The real Fathers of the Commonwealth,
That planted Colonies in Rome itself?
When he, that help'd his Neighbours, and begot
Most Romans, was the noblest Patriot.
75 For, if a brave Man, that preserv'd from Death
One Citizen, was honour'd with a Wreath;
He, that more gallantly got three or four,
In Reason must deserve a great deal more.
Then, if those glorious Worthies of old Rome,
80 That civiliz'd the World th' had overcome,
And taught it Laws and Learning, found this Way
The best to save their Empire from Decay;
