Homer alamode, the second part, in English burlesque, or, A mock-poem upon the ninth book of Iliads

THE Prefashion.

ULysses you must understand Sailing by Water, not by Land, From a fair Lady call'd Calipsie, Which in plain English was a Gypsie; Sailing, I say, was on a sudden Snatch'd from the very Helm he stood in, By his Foe Neptune's Serjeant-Tritons; Into whose hands when he did light once, He was so dows'd and sows'd and beaten, He look'd like one that had been eaten; Because they did not him empannel, But duckt him like a Water-Spaniel. That being tost about i'th'Ocean Some eight and forty hours motion, Sea-sick and naked, he was cast On the Phoenician Land at last.

Here one Alcinous reign'd, whose Scepter And Crown, and Robes and Court was kept here. Imagine now our man of Fame In this King's house; but how he came Thither, in troth you may go look, For I'll not tell you in this Book: But only how, when once they'd din'd, The King and Queen had both a mind To hear his story, and condition, E'r since Troy taken by the Grecian. And hereupon our Knight Ulysses 'Gan story in such form as this is— But hold, I'll give you first the sum, Then to the Speech it self I'll come.