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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A02441	The house of correction: or, Certayne satyricall epigrams. Written by I.H. Gent. Together with a few characters, called Par pari: or, Like to like, quoth the deuill to the collier; House of correction.	I. H.; Heath, John, Fellow of New College, Oxford, attributed name.	1619 (1619)	STC 12572; ESTC S106016	12,747	56

THE HOVSE OF CORRECTION OR CERTAYNE SATYRICALL EPIGRAMS Written by I. H. Gent. Together with a few Characters called PAR PARI OR Like to like quoth the Deuill to the Collier Ficta voluptaetis causa sint proxima veris. Hor. de art Po. LONDON Printed by Bernard Alsop for Richard Redmer and are to be sold at his shoppe at the West end of Saint Pauls Church 1619. The Authour to his Booke COme hither Booke take counsell He that goes Into the world meetes with a world of foes Thy Mother was my Muse a gentle Dame Who much ador'd Appollo's sacred name Then being free-borne know that thou art going Vnto a world of Wits still fresh still growing Yet wonder not that I haue got no friend To write in thy behalfe What! should I send Thee like a Seruingman with Letters No. The World shall see thee first and seeing know Whether thou merit'st prayse none shall haue cause To be condem'd of folly in the applause Of thy harsh lines the worst that can be thought Is this That none would write they were so naught Alas poore Booke hunt not thou after prayse Nor dare to stretch thy hand vnto the Bayes Vpon a Poets head let it suffice To thee and me the world doth vs despise For 't is a mad World and it turnes on hinges Whilst some a birding goe and set their springes For to catch Woodcocks Others sting and bite Like Wasps and Mastiffs and doe take delight To quarrell with their shaddowes nay themselues And their owne broode Sure these are spitefull ●●●es 〈◊〉 at all Writers striue to haue a l●rke Meddle not with them lest thou get a yerke And yet their venamous breath as on a Glasse No sooner lighteth but away doth passe Then feare them not The Wise which know thee best Will entertayne thee as a welcome Ghest Prayse that 's prayse-worthy winke at faults but small Like thy conceits and prayse thy vayne withall Yet be not proude though thou their prayse dost gayne Remembring what is writ is writ in vayne T is for a better pen then mine to say By God 't is good and if you lik's you may EPIGRAMS ¶ Lectori MY Epigrams like to a wandring Guest Or tattard Souldier that 's but lately Prest Your fauour craues to grant a Passe vnto them A greater kindnesse you can neuer doe them Bibens his bountie BIbens to shew his liberalitie Made Lusus drunke A noble qualitie And much esteemed which Bibens fayne would proue To be the Signe of his familiar loue Lusus beware thou 'lt finde him in the end Familier Deuill no familier Friend I● Ducum DVcus keepes house and it with reason stands That he keepe house that sold away his lands ¶ Omne Simile non est Idem TOgether as we walkt a friend of mine Mistook a painted Maddame for a Signe That in a window stood but I acquainted Told him it was no woodden Signe was painted But Maddam Yea true sayd he Yet 't is a Signe of little modestie Gr●●e pondus WHat tell you vs that Milo bore a Bull Is that so strange Yon silke siluer Gull Beareth a Countrey Church vpon his backe The lighter Bull made Milo's shoulders ake A Steeple on his head and at his heeles A Ring of Bells and yet nor stoopes nor reeles On a Shoemaker WHat bootes it thee to follow such a Trade That 's alwayes vnderfoote and vnderlayde On Fuscus his valour FVscus the Bragart being in field to fight Protesting of his valour ouernight Shaking his Sword he swore Now by this hand I le fight and kill so long as I can stand The Field was pitcht and now begins the fray And Fuscus now begins to runne away Nor euer stints his course vntill by flight He had outrunne the danger of the fight The Combat ended Fuscus he was wanting And found ere long where he for feare stood panting And thus they mockt him You swore by your hand You 'ld fight and kill so long as you could stand 'T is true sayd one but pray doe Fuscus right For Fuscus neyther stood to kill nor fight Ad Rinaldum amic SEe see Rinaldus Prethee who is that That weares you great greene Fether in his hat Like to some Tilter Sure it is some Knight Whose wits being greene his head must needs be light In Lusiam LVsia who scornes all others imitations Cannot abide to be out-gone in fashions She sayes she cannot haue a Hat or Ruffe A Gowne a Pettycoate a Band or Cuffe But that these Citizens whom she doth hate Will get into 't at nere so deare a rate But Lusia now doth such a fashion follow Whose Hayre is Flax and Band as Saffron yellow That there 's no Citizen what ere she be Can be transformed so like an Owle as she In Lincum LIncus the Draper for his more auayle Dams vp his lights to set his Ware to sayle And counts it in his Art a misterie To gayne by lying oaths and flatterie But take this rule If Lincus his lights stoppe Deeme you his conscience darker then his shoppe Destruit aedificat mutat quadrata rotundis A Man there was which here shall not be nam'd that with great cost a wondrous building fram'd But as the building rose the Builders purse Did pine in substance Builders common curse It cost him many a pound but that 's no matter Slightly being built the building gan to tatter And by mischance downe falls of it a part The Workmen they being glad with all their heart Come to their Master thereof to complayne And askt his leaue to ●ayse it vp agayne Nay soft quoth he it is a question whether More may fall downe let 's set vp all together Canutus reformation CAnutus now will be no more a Ranger But Marryed liue and lye at Rack and Manger So meanes not shee Well if she goe to grasse Hee 'll prooue an Oxe that was before an Asse On a Maydens thoyse A Parent to his Childe this counsell gaue Quoth he My Girle two Suiters thou must haue The one is yong and faire vertuous wise Of worthiest Stocke and rarest qualities The other different both in age and nature N●yther so fit nor yet so sweete a Creature Yet be resolued and make that Suiter blest Whom in thy loue thou thinkst the Worthi●st Straight she replyes Since choyce is left to mee Nature commands that Age with Age agree Vertue and Loue compell my heart thereto To loue the youngman and in truth I doe Why but sayd he be not mistaken than Conceiue the Elder is the better man How so quoth she it's a Paradox to mee How being the woorse he can the better bee In Pigmeum LIttle Pigmeus weares his Mistris Gloue Her Ring and Feather Fauours of her loue Who could but laugh to see the little Dwarfe Grace out himselfe with her imbrodered Scarfe 'T is strange yet true her Gloue Ring Scarfe and Fan Makes him vnhansome a wel fauoured man Flemminius Sickenesse FLemminius nere was sicke yet