Facetiae : Musarum deliciae, or, The Muses recreation, conteining ...

Fancies and Fantasticks. 297WhyA pretty petty parly about a Fart.what's a fart ? wind, or aire, or sound, or so,But presently his back-parts they cry no.By my fay, saies one, for all your winking,The answers good, were it not for stinking.Nay quoth another, in it's no evill,But that to mee it seeme's so uncivill.Yet sayes the sagest, young men are too bold,The priviledge belongs to us that'r old.Nay quoth an heire this may well be done,Farts be entaild from the father to the son.Why sayes another, upon my conscienceIt may be reform'd by some frankinsence.Quoth an astronomer, if you'll not laffe. .^I'le measure this fart with my Jacob's staffe :Fie, sayes Sir John, I like not this passage,Farts interpos'd in midd'st of a message ;Yet gentlemen, this before our departing,In rhetoricke is no figure of farting.Nay more than all this, sayes little Jack Straw,A fart's not in compasse of th' civill law,'Tis true sayes Sir John, I dare assure'm,'Tis contra modestiam, not contra naturam.Your words sayes another are all but wind,For I do not like those motions behind :I'le lay my cap, quothWill with the red hose,That the major part will goe with the nose.Well sayes th'other,I'me asham'd to tell it,For all that are here, may easily smell it,