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CANTO III.] By this, what cheats you are, we find, That in your own concerns are blind. Your lives are now at my dispose, To be redeem'd by fine or blows: But who his honour would defile, To take, or sell, two lives so vile? I'll give you quarter; but your pillage, The conqu'ring warrior's crop and tillage. Which with his sword he reaps and plows, That's mine, the law of arms allows. This said in haste, in haste he fell To rummaging of Sidrophel. First, he expounded both his pockets. And found a watch with rings and lockets, Which had been left with him t'erect A figure for and so detect. A copper-plate with almanacks Engrav'd upon't, with other knacks Of Booker's, Lilly's, Sarah Jimmers', And blank schemes to discover nimmers; A moon-dial, with Napier's bones, And sev'ral constellation stones,