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78 To keep from flaying scourge thy skin, And ankle free from iron gin? Which now thou shalt—but first our care Must see how Hudibras doth fare. This said, he gently rais'd the Knight, And set him on his bum upright: To rouse him from lethargic dump, He tweak'd his nose, with gentle thump Knock'd on his breast, as if 't had been To raise the spirits lodg'd within. They, waken'd with the noise, did fly From inward room to window eye, And gently op'ning lid, the casement, Look'd out, but yet with some amazement. This gladded Ralpho much to see, Who thus bespoke the Knight: quoth he, Tweaking his nose. You are, great Sir, A self-denying conqueror; As high, victorious, and great, As e'er fought for the Churches yet, If you will give yourself but leave To make out what y' already have; That's victory. The foe, for dread Of your nine-worthiness, is fled, All, save Crowdero, for whose sake You did th' espous'd Cause undertake; And he lies pris'ner at your feet, To be dispos'd as you think meet,