Mores hominum = The manners of men / described in sixteen satyrs by Juvenal, as he is published in his most authentick copy, lately printed by command of the King of France ; whereunto is added the invention of seventeen designes in picture, with arguments to the satyrs ; as also explanations to the designes in English and Latine ; together with a large comment, clearing the author in every place wherein he seemed obscure, out of the laws and customes of the Romans, and the Latine and Greek histories, by Sir Robert Stapylton, Knight.

The ninth Designe.

MAy ¹ Juvenal believe his eyes? is this A real or mock-Metomorphosis? Spruce ² Naevolus, her Ladiship's Gallant, His Lordship's Droll, the Wit, come now to Want? Where's all thy jeasts? thy self thou might'st propose: If thou could'st speak, which would be through the nose. Where's thy new Gown? where is the Jesemin Which all that head of hair was butter'd in? I little thought to meet thee alter'd thus; Thou look'st pale, like the Ghost of Naevolus: And witther'd as a Witch, with such a beard Vpon thy chin; where not a hair appear'd, But with a plaster it was straight pluckt off. Thou hast got likewise a consumptive cough. Is all the strength, old women so cry'd up, Shrunk into this smal Vrn, thy Cawdle-cup? There's ³ Isis worship't, at her Temple-Gate, On their old Mistresses those ⁴ Beggers wait, That once as high in Female favour stood, As ever thou hast done, their limbs as good: And end in thy decrepitness they must; A Cripple still speaks th' Epilogue to Lust.

Figura Nona.

NUm credes oculis, Juvenalis ¹? vera figura est, An metamorphosi quâdam se lumina fallunt? Deliciae ne mihi Dominarum Naevolus ² olim Obvius it, Procerúmque sales, & Morio Romae? Quàm tristis veste, & vultu? si venajocandi Aruerit, possis vel te proponere ludum, Per nasi vitium nisi vox malè mulceat aurem. Quò toga, amice, nitens? tibi quò defluxit amomum, Quod solet horrentem sylvam illinire comarum? Non sic mutato sperabam occurrere? palles Vmbra velut; spectrum, non Naevolus Ipse, vidêris; Canidiam rugâ mentiris, & indice barbâ, Quam nupèr suetus fuerat convellere dropax. Vnde aegri veteris tibi facta domestica tussis? An tot matronis jactata probatáque virtus Langueat, in juris miserè conclusa patellam? Isidis aspicias ³ Fanum, quo turpia pangunt Foedera; truncatum ⁴ cernas ibi Cypridis agmen Emeritúmque; suis quondam hi placuêre Puellis; Quaeque tuo, par horum inerat quo{que} gratia nervo, Nec diversa manent te certò, Naevole, fata: Clauditur in Veneris Ludis scena ultima manco.

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