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254 And tho' you overcame the bear, The dogs beat you at Brentford fair; Where sturdy butchers broke your noddle, And handled you like a fop-doodle.
 * Quoth Hudibras, I now perceive

You are no conj'rer, by your leave; That paltry story is untrue, And forg'd to cheat such gulls as you.
 * Not true? quoth he; howe'er you vapour,

I can what I affirm make appear; Whachum shall justify 't to your face, And prove he was upon the place: He play'd the saltinbancho's part, Transform'd t' a Frenchman by my art; He stole your cloak, and pick'd your pocket, Chous'd and caldes'd you like a blockhead, And what you lost I can produce, If you deny it, here i' the house.
 * Quoth Hudibras, I do believe

That argument's demonstrative; Ralpho, bear witness, and go fetch us A constable to seize the wretches: For tho' they're both false knaves and cheats, Impostors, jugglers, counterfeits, I'll make them serve for perpendic'lars, As true as e'er were us'd by bricklayers: They're guilty, by their own confessions. Of felony, and at the sessions, Upon the bench I will so handle 'em, That the vibration of this pendulum