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A11131 Looke to it: for, Ile stabbe ye Rowlands, Samuel, 1570?-1630? 1604 (1604) STC 21398; ESTC S110756 10,018 48

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Daunces stale You that do liue by shaking of the heele By hopping and by turning like a wheele I le Stabbe yee Ieffery Make-shift SHifter that liues without a lawfull calling And onely basenesse with your humor fittes That cares not in what myschefe you are falling But make an occupation of your wittes You that haue alwayes cheating Dice in store With Come sweete Fiue I holde yee sixe to foure You that can cunningly in Cookes shops brawle And shew your selfe in Choller 's mighty heate while your Consort steales Victuals from the stall To finde your poore and needy stomacke meate You that for all your diet with your Hoast Do set your hand in Chalke vnto his Poast I le Stabbe you Spend-thriftes and ill Husbandes YOu carelesse wretches of the wastfull vaine That for your Families will not prouide But liue in Idlenesse and take no paine Spending your owne and other mens beside That wife and children vtterly neglect And to your seruantes neuer haue respect You that do wish them hang'd will purchase landes Tearming him that spares Mony worse then madde You that commit your Stocke to Vitlers handes With Tush a merry Hart outliues a sadde You that are a good fellow to your friende Druncke from the weekes beginning to the ende I le Stabbe yee Haue at you all to stabbe and kill There flies my Dart light where it will HEe that will take no warning let him chuse Few wordes my maisters I intende to vse My deede and word togither alwayes goe I loue plaine dealing you shall finde it so The Stabbe I promise and the Stabbe I le pay Your Hartes shall haue it on their dying day But thinke that day is very long to come And you shall liue more yeeres then other some Thinke though your friendes and kindred dayly die You shall escape your turne is nothing nie Put my remembrance farre out of your minde For wicked men no hope in Death can finde They thinke vpon me with a cruell feare They quake and tremble when my name they heare I bring but heauie newes their soules to greeue Yet till I come they will it not beleeue Hee that hath health and ease with gould stor'd still And nere in 's life did good nor neuer will Tell him of Death of Iudgement and the Graue And what reward in Hell the wicked haue That very shortly he shall not be heere That with his flesh the Wormes shall make good-cheere That other men his hoarded goodes shall share That hence he must depart poore naked bare That earth's delightes shall be of no esteeme That all the world cannot a Soule redeeme That Diues begg's for drops where torments dwell That there 's no comfort to be had in Hel. That they which haue done good to Heau'n shall go That they which haue done ill to endles wo. His blockish Sences worldes conceites so smother It enters one eare and goes out at tother Therefore let him that will hold on his course Goe on in euill and be worse and worse T is nothing vnto mee if hee le not mende I le Stabbe him for the Deuill there 's an ende Drinke and be merry as good fellowes do And if you please you may be drunken to Carouse your drunkardes health 's from day to day Till I and Sicknesse take your health away Sweare and blaspheme Gods sacred holy name And take delight in doing of the same Thunder out Oathes such as in Hell are bred Vntill I teare thy tongue out of thy head Beare thy selfe proude as loftie as thou can Dispise the poore disdaine an humble man Boast of thy store of wealth thy worldly wit I le turne thy flesh and bones to rot for it Mallice thy neighbour cause thou see'st him thriue And for to get away his lyuing striue Vndoe him if thou can'st and for that sinne I le leaue thee but a Clout to wrap thee in Rayse Rentes apace builde Houses purchase Landes Be alwayes raking with Oppressins handes Thinke all is lawfull purchase thou can'st catch from thy distressed friendles needy wretch Buye thy poore neighbours House ouer his head Turne him and 's children out to begge their bread Deale cruelly with those are in thy debt And let them at thy handes no fauour get Send them to Prison there in all distresse To taste the mercie of the mercilesse I le shackle thee for stirring handes or feete Within a Coffin and a Winding-sheete Say to thy selfe as once the Churle did say Whose soule the Deuill fetch'd that night away For many yeeres much goodes thou hast in store Eate drinke be merry take delight therefore Exclude all Pittie Conscience and Remorce Get Goodes it skils not how by fraude or force I le come vpon thee when thou thinkest least And thou shalt die as thou did'st liue a Beast Dissemble cunning do it with a grace Giue all kind wordes before thy neighbours face Protest thy kindnesse he shall neuer lacke Yet hang him if thou can'st behind his backe Flatter and fawne with falshood pray vpon him Bestow the courtecie of Iudas on-him Of all thy villany I keepe a score Ere long thou shalt deceiue the world no more Be a Time-seruer liue as others doo With some prophane with some religious too Yet howsoeuer thou hast done or spoke Let thy Religion serue but as a cloke Thinke th' art a man from whom much wisedome flowes If thou can'st blinde the eyes of men with showes To get thy selfe Gods curse with worldlings prayse Why t' is a sinne most common now adayes Looke to it wretch as sure as Death so sure An euerlasting Hell thou shalt endure Striue and contende reuenge the least offence Threaten by Law vrge to extreame expence Spende many a pound in quarrell of a penny And be it right or wrong yeeld not to any Let no man haue the ending of thy cause But onely Lawyers try it by the Lawes I le Stabbe thee foole there 's no Atturnyes fee Can finde out Law to be reueng'd on mee Builde sumtuous Houses tytle them thine owne Make wrong pay-maister for the wood and stone Let thy Wiues pride be all thy Tennants woe Because the Deuill and shee will haue it so Hood-her and Mask-her Fanne her with a Feather Let Vanitie and Lightnesse go together Vpon the pleasure of thy Hawkes and Houndes Waste it away most prodigall by poundes Be bountifull in spending on a Whore And myserable to relieue the poore Feaste euery day as once the Glutton did And none but Gluttons to thy Banquets bid Receiue thy foode as Beastes do feede on Grasse Sit downe like th'Oxe and rise as doth the Asse Steale Gods good guiftes and neuer vse his name Vnlesse in swearing to abuse the same Liue as thou list but for thy time so spent By me to Iudgement hence thou shalt be sent And this resolue howeuer Sinne doth dlind-thee Eu'en as Death leaues thee so shal Iudgement find-thee FINIS Deathes Epitaph vpon euery mans Graue BEhold the state of all the Sonne of Men That liue to die and die they know not when How Flowerlike they wither and decay How soone Deaths Sith doth mow them downe like Hay How vaine a thing of all thinges els is Man How short his life is measur'd out a span How he is borne with teares brought vp in paine And how with sighes he leaues the world againe FINIS S. R.