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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A95528	The certain travailes of an uncertain journey begun on Tuesday the 9. of August, and ended on Saturday the 3. of September following, 1653. Wherein the readers may take notice, that the authors purpose was to travell, and write this following relation, for no other intent or purpose, but to pleasure himself, and to please his friends in the first place. By John Taylor, at the sign of the Poets Head, in Phœniz [sic] Alley, near the Globe Tavern, in the middle of Long-Acre nigh the Covent-Garden. Those twelve following lines I gave to divers gentlemen and friends, before I went, and as they have kindly subscribed to my bill, I [d]o humbly expect their courteous acceptation of this booke.	Taylor, John, 1580-1653.	1654 (1654)	Wing T438; Thomason E1434_1; ESTC R209555	8,695	29

Mr. Christopher Loue Aetat 35 1652 THE CERTAIN TRAVAILES of an uncertain JOURNEY Begun on Tuesday the 9. of August and ended on Saturday the 3. of September following 1653. Wherein the Readers may take notice that the Authors purpose was to Travell and Write this following Relation for no other intent or purpose but to pleasure himself and to please his Friends in the first place By JOHN TAYLOR at the Signe of the Poets Head in Phoeniz Alley near the Globe Tavern in the middle of Long-Acre nigh the Covent-Garden Those twelve following lines I gave to divers Gentlemen and Friends before I went and as they have kindly subscribed to my Bill I ●o humbly expect their courteous acceptation of this Booke A merry Bill of an uncertaine Journey to bee performed by John Taylor by Land with his Aqua Musa TO all my Friends and courteous Gentlemen Know that my journey is I know not when Unto the parts I goe I know not where Or of my entertainement far or neare Thus neither knowing when or where or whether Begun or done or both ends brought together When I this unknowne Walke have put in print Each man to 's pocket put your fingers in 't And for my Booke then give me what you list To which end to this Bill take pen in fist And write your names and habitations down I 'le finde you when againe I come to Towne The certainty of the uncertaine Travels of John Taylor performed in this yeere 1653. T Is laudable to read well pen'd Relations Of foreign Countries their situations That by the judgement of the eie brain Some knowledge to discourse we may attain For Histories and learn'd Cosmographers And diligent acute Geographers One hath survay'd celestiall lofty sphears How all the Planets run in their carriers The stars the signes and every influence In every Heavenly Orbs circumference And were it not for high Astronomy Whose lofty painfull steps have scal'd the sky For times and seasons we might grope and seek Not knowing yeers or quarters month or week Or houres or minutes nor the Sabbath day Nor when to eat or sleep or debts to pay Millions of people would this knowledge lack Except directed from the Almanack Thus Art with pains and travell of the mind Taught mean capacities these things to find He travels far that goes beyond the Moone Or thinks this skill may be attayned soone Their overweening thoughts flie high and quick But such mad fooles are only lunatick Geographers have travel'd land and seas Each coast and opposite Antipodes And the description of all lands and parts Described are in severall Maps and Charts The Sun Moon have seldom shewd their faces On any Empire Kingdom place or places Which Travellers have not viewd and survayd And by rare Geographique Art displayd By either sea or land by night or day Geography hath chalk'd us out the way That with Maps Compas indifferent weather True men or Thieves may travell any whither And thus throgh thick thin ways hard or soft Thousand and thousand miles I travel'd oft Some men do travell in their contemplations In reading Histories and strange Relations Some few do travell in the wayes Divine Some wander wildly with the Muses nine For every man would be a Poet gladly Although he write and Rime but badly madly Sometimes the wits and tongues do most unfit Travell when tongues do run before the wit But if they both keep company together Delight and profit is in both or eyther Discretion gravely goes a gentle pace When speech a gallop runs a heedles race Mans earthly portion 's travell paine and care Of which I make a shift to get my share Some do disdain and hold it in high scorn To know thatcht cottages where they were born Some crosse the sea to see strange lands unknown And heer like strangers do not know their own Their own 't is fit work for a golden pen To write the names down of such knowing men Should ech on know have his own 't were rare Right owners wold be rich knaves stark bare Hee 's counted wise with the Italians That knows his own wife from another mans But hee 's more wise that knows himselfe to be Fraile mortall and a map of Misery But wisest he that patient takes his lot And use the world as if he us'd it not Some seem to know most yet know almost nothing For man in knowledge is a very slow thing Nosce teipsum Know thy selfe and then Each one will know himselfe the worst of men Many of forreign travels boast and vant When they of England are most ignorant But yeerly I survey my Country Native And mongst 6. cases live upon the Dative I travell hard and for my lifes supply I every yeere receive a Subsidie Or else to come more neer unto the sence 'T is fit to call it a Benevolence Thus travelling a toyling trade I drive By reason of mine age neer seventy five It is my earthly portion and my lot The Proverb says Need makes the old wife trot Seven times at sea I serv'd Elizabeth And 2. Kings forty five yeers untill death Of both my Royall Masters quite bereft me That nothing now but age and want is left me This makes me travell and my friends to trie Else I might like my fellowes sterve and die Had the last State had consciences so tender To think on Oxford siedge with that surrender Had they kept Articles and Covenants In some sort then they had releev'd our wants But they were in the land of Promise borne Perform'd and paid us nothing but their scorn Camelion like we had Ayre Words and Wind With these three empty dishes oft we din'd And with light Suppers and such breaking Fast With meagre Famine many breath'd their last we nere bare arms but houshold servants menial We waited if 't were sin it was but veniall These thirteen yeers no wages I could get Which makes me thus to try my friends wit Unto the Kings Revenews great Committee We oft Petitiond and implor'd their pitty And first and last we gave Petitions plenty I 'm sure in number neer two hundred twenty Two thousand Books Bils then printed were Wherein our woes and wants wee did declare Lord Fairfax was himselfe Lord Generall then He pitied us poor miserable men And he in person more then one time went And told our griefes unto the Parliament Besides for us to them he Letters wrot For all which only promises we got I will not curse those men but this I say If need and want afflict them I doe pray They may be comforted and fed and clad With promises as we from them have had TH' yeer sixteen hundred fifty with 3. added Old Tib my Mare and I a journy gadded I London left the 9. day I remember Of August neer 3. weeks before September In 4. houres riding Post I got to Croydon And so hath many a man and many a boy