NOTES AND QUERIES.
[2"d S. N 8., FEB. 23. '50.
s. a.
Nicholas Olding, for 1 hogshead of ale 200 Jo. Johnson, 4 days' and nights' at- tendance on my L d Jeffries his - coach-horses - - - -060 Webb and Kenfiehl, for attending my lord Baron Montague's coach- horses 060
1 night's hay for 8 horses, to Jos.
Elver 040
- .Allen Lane, for his stable - - 6 Henry White, for a racke, and man- ger, and nailes - - - - 10 Francis Law, by Dr. Smith's order,
for cleaninge the streete - -010 Fr. Rawden, for 2 days' labour, 2s. ; and for watching 4 days and 4
nights, 6ri. 080
Mr. Hughe Merifield's bill - - 18 For washing linning, Is. 9d. ; and for
3 napkins lost - - - - 3 6
For 2 knives lost and broaken, 18d. ; besoms, 6d - - - - 2
For 1 pewter plate lost, 13d. ; and
1 duzz. spoones - - - - 4 10
For scouring the pewter and re- carrying ye borrowed goods - 2 Mr. Paynter, for course linning - 5 9 Gave Mr. Will" 1 Teirce his servants, 40s. -200 Paid Thomas Perrie, for a chamber, &c. at Rose
and Crowne - - - - - -040
Gave Goodwife Ckisman for lent of pewter - 1
Rec a in part by subscriptions
19 5 7
- 14 12 8
- 4 12 11
Rest due to Rich d Cupper
I think it probable that the bishop (Ken) was absent from his palace at the time the assizes were being held ; and this is the more probable, when it is considered with what disgust he must have viewed Jeffreys' s inhuman and cruel conduct.* It is certain, however, that the bishop's great tithe- barn was forcibly seized and converted into a prison or place of confinement for the unfortunate persons who were brought before Jeffreys and his associates for trial at Wells. INA.
Wells.
Satire against Burnet.
[The following political satire has been forwarded to us by a lady, who writes as follows.]
The original I found amongst a quantity of similar poetry. It is subsequent to Queen Anne, being in the handwriting of one of my great-grand- mother's family, a daughter of Sir Thomas Tur- ton, who married George Parker, of Park Hall, Staffordshire.
"A DIALOGUE BETWEEN THE DEVIL AND BISHOP OF
SALISBURY.
." The Devills were brawling, when Burnet descending, Transported them soe, they soon left contending. Old Beelzebub rose, our good Bishop to meet, And thus the Arch-rebell the Apostate did greet : ' My friend, Doctor Burnet, I'm glad beyond measure, This.vissitt, unlook'd for, gives infinite pleasure.
Prithee, good Gibby, how goe things above?
Does G ge hate the Torys, and Whiggs onely love ?'
Doctor.
" ' Were your Highness in propria Persona to reign, You could not more bravely our party maintain.'
Devill.
" ' But how does Doctor Hoadly ? ' Dr. ' Oh, perfectly
well : A truer blew Whig you have not in Hell.'
Devill.
," ' I always have lov'd him, a perfect good man, For he's a true friend, that does all he ean. But you m_ay be tyr'd with a journey soe great : Wee therefore, dear Son, will let you retreat. Hugh Peters is making a speaker within, For Luther, Buchanan, John Fox, and Calvin. By the time you've tippled a brace of Punch bowls You'll swear you ne'er met with honester souls. This night we'll carouse, put an end to all pain : Go, Cromwell, ye Dog, King William unchain ; And tell him that Gibby is lately come down, Who just left his Mitre, as he left his Crown. Both died as they liv'd, in our service all spent ; They onely come here who never repent. Let our Trumpets aloud our victorys tell,
Great G ge, reign for ever.' 'Ainen!' cn r ed all
H 11."
The Vessel which brought William III. (2 nd S.
i. .111.) There is an account of this ship, with
an engraving reduced from Mr. Ferguson's paint-
ing, in Mr. Brayley's very interesting volume,
The Graphic and Historical Illustrator, 4 to.,
Lond., 1834, p. 255. Reference, however, is there
made to a statement of Rapin's, that William
" embarked on a new vessel called the Brill," as
throwing doubt upon the tradition respecting the
Princess Mary. Her subsequent name is said to
have been the Betsy Cains, not Cairns.
W. P. MACRAT. New College.
ADDISON AND ERASMUS.
Is not the germ of Addison's Vision of Mirza to be found in Erasmus's Colloquies ?
" The Apotheosis of Caprio. " POJIPILIUS, BRASSICANCS.
" Br. ' Methought,' says he, 'I was standing by a little bridge, that leads into a wonderful pleasant meadow the emerald verdure of the grass and leaves affording such a charming prospect .... that all the fields on this side of the river, by which the blessed field was divided from the rest, seemed neither to grow nor to be green, but looked dead, blasted, and withered. And in the interim, whilst I was wholly taken up with the pro- spect, Reuclin came by .... He was gotten half way over the* bridge, "before I perceived him; and as I was about to run to him, he looked back, and bid me keep off. " You must not come yet," says he ; " but five years hence, ye shall follow me." .... He had but one garment, and that was of a wonderful shining white ;
