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cause_n	bring_v	day_n	time_n	1,694	5	3.4053	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A95557	Mad verse, sad verse, glad verse and bad verse. Cut out, and slenderly sticht together, by John Taylor. Who bids the reader either to like or dislike them, to commend them, or come mend them.	Taylor, John, 1580-1653.	1644 (1644)	Wing T479; Thomason E46_13; ESTC R22802	4,745	9

insatiate Gripers Swore to return my name I feard what may come And left my wife a dying and away come My wrongs my griefes and sicknesse so had wearied her Shee dy'd they sold my goods and fairly buried her Th'usurping Jsaack Major did hate me deadly But yet I got his passe by meere Chaunce-Medly I tooke a Boate and up to Windsor went I Whereas of Rebells of all sorts were plenty Some great Commanders who were Tradesemen broaken Grown rich with Plunder late scarse worth a Token Some Cobling Preachers some perfidious Nobles The Church the King and Kingdomes cursed troubles Besides a crew of base Knaves Omnium Gatherum Shuffle 'em together and the Divell father 'um One of their Generall Essex Life-Guard was there Who struck me as I up the street did passe there He calld me pretty surnames Rogue and Traytor Malignant and the Parliaments great hater And Spy and to the Kings use then that I would Betray the Town and Castle both if I could That villaine had a mighty mind to bast me But I from him did to the Castle hast me Where Peterboroughs Earle and the Lord Rochfort Pardon my Rime good Reader I must botch for 't They knew me and did entertaine me friendly And askt at what place did my journies end lye I said to Abingdon and that to Henly I would go that night if I might passe cleanly Or safely from my Lord of Essex Catives Whose carriage shewed they were not Englands Natives The Noble Rebells kindly did discard me And caused some Souldiers through their Guards to guard me And so I Windsor left what can be more said And weary went to Henly as aforesaid But when to Maidenhead I was advanced Vpon three Ragged Rebells there I chanced Who all to Henly company did beare me And in the mid-way in a wood did feare me For in the Thicket of tall Oakes and Beeches Me thought I heard 'em mutter scurvy speeches One said old man the Coat you now are wearing Is much too hot and heavy for your bearing The second spide a bag wherein I carried Things for my use as my occasions varied These two demanded and I durst not grudge it But strait delivered them my Coat and Budget The third man which did make their number triple Offered his service like a kind disciple Quoth he of that man you to much have shar'd him And of his goods and moveables have par'd him Shall I that of your Company am third man Have nothing shall I be a base absurd man My friend quoth I all is not quite bereft me My selfe is yet mine owne my selfe is left me I 'm weary carry me they have my cloathing And thou shalt carry me that 's more then nothing With that they laught outright I faining smiled And so the tedious way with talke beguiled My leash of Rascalls were mad Blades right Bilboes True tatter'd Rogues in breech shirts skirts and elboes They sung and danc'd the Morris like maide Marrian And sweat and stunk as sweet as sugar Carrion I mus'd if they were pleas'd to jeere and fob me Or if they meant to jest with me or Rob me But they to me prov'd Rebells with some reason They had not learn'd their Grammar Rules of Treason They kindly brought me to a wholsome Alehouse Where merrily we drank like foure good fellowes With songs and tales and now and then a story And ' ere we fell a sleep we sung John Dorrye They gave me all which they from me had got then Deceiving me cause they deceiv'd me not then I left both them and Henly and away I To Abingdon by shutting in of day I Came to the Kings Head my owne Brothers house and Of welcomes I had some part of a thousand 'T was neare the time of Marches Equinoctiall J had good meat and such drink as would fox ye all Ther 's many Barrell full turn'd Turvey Topsie And many a But hath dropt away the dropsie That there 's good fare and entertainment proper For Love for Gold for Silver and for Copper At Abingdon I staid almost a fortnight The dayes wax'd long and each day had a short night Much about Easter time I came to Oxford Where are some few knaves and some Mizers Fox-furd In Christ-Church Garden then a gladsome sight was My Sover●igne Lord and many a Peere and Knight was The Hopefull Prince and James Dux Eboracensis Whom God defend from Rebells false pretences The Sunne of Sacred Majesty did frustrate My former griefes and all my joyes Illustrate His gratious Eye did see where I did stand strait He came to me puts forth his Royall hand strait Which on my knees I humbly kneeld and kist it I rather had left all I had then mist it But now at Oxford I was safe arrived How to be well imployed my Braines contrived My purse was turn'd a Brownist or a Round-head For all the Crosses in it were confounded To some Imployment I my selfe must settle Fire must be had to boyle the Pot and Kettle Then by the Lords Commissioners and also By my good King whom all true Subjects call so I was commanded with the Water-Baylie To see the Rivers clensed both nights and dayly Dead Hogges Dogges Cats and well flayd Carryon Horses Their noysom Corpes soyld the Waters Courses Both swines and Stable dunge Beasts guts and Garbage Street durt with Gardners weeds and Rotten Herbage And from those Waters filthy putrifaction Our meat and drink were made which bred Jnfection My selfe and partner with cost paines and travell Saw all made clean from Carryon Mud and Gravell And now and then was punisht a Delinquent By which good meanes away the filth and stink went Besides at all commands we serv'd all warrants To take Boats for most necessary errants To carry Ammunition food and fewell The last of which last Winter was a Jewell Poor Souldiers that were Maim'd or sick or wounded By the curst meanes of some Rebellious Roundhead To carry and recarry them our care was To get them Boats as cause both here and there was Thus have I been imployd besides my trade is To write some Pamphlets to please Lords and Ladies With Gentlemen or others that will read them Whose wits I hope not over much will heed them To all these services I am immediate Obedient willing at occasions ready at My Riches is my Lame Legge let the blame lye Vpon that Legge because I have writ Lamelye FINIS