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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A15515	The coblers prophesie. Written by Robert Wilson. Gent	Wilson, Robert, d. 1600.	1594 (1594)	STC 25781; ESTC S111809	26,178	54

shall appease heauens ire Til the cabin of Contēpt be set on fire And wantonnes with lewd desire Be trampled vnder foot as mire The Cobler has no more to say But for the peoples sinnes good princes oft are tane away Du: Well God a mercie fellow go thou in Ex. Raph. Sch: He raues my Lord it s ill aduisd of you To suffer him so neere your princely excellence Du: His presence breeds me no offence A cry within help murther murther Raph comes running out Ennius after him with his dagger drawen after Ennius Zelota the Coblers wife who snatches the dagger from Ennius and runs rauing Ze: What Raph Raph so fine you wil not know your wife What a gilden sword and a siluer knife There there Raph put it vp She stabs Ennius and he fals dead She stands againe sodainly amazde Why so What so Why where am I Raph Faith where ye ha made a fayre peece of worke D Lay holde on them what violence is this To haue one murdred euen before our presence Sch: What cause hadst thou to kill this Gentleman Zel: None in the world I neuer knew him I Raph No faith shee s mad has beene euer since I was a prophet and cause she sawe a dagger without a sheath she euen put it vp in his belly Du: Why what acquaintance hast thou with this womā Raph O Lord sir she has bin acquainted with me a great while with mine eares with euery part of me why t is my wife Sch: The lykelyer may it like your grace of his consent T were good they both did suffer punishment Du: Commit them both but she has long bin mad It may be heauen reserud her to this end Sch: Come sirra you and your wife must goe to ward Till you be tride for cleerenes or consent Raph O sir whether you will I am content God Markedy has serud me pretily Has made my wife mad and sayd shee should not be well Till by her hand a traitor fell And I must euen be hangd for companie Exeunt with the Cobler and his wife some beare out Ennius bodie Du: I doe not gesse the woman guiltie of this crime But the iust heauens in theyr seueritie Haue wrought this wreake for Ennius trecherie Enter Scholler and Messenger Sch: Here is a messenger my gracious Lord That brings ill tidings to your quiet state Du: What are they felow let vs heare thē speak Spare not Mess: The Argiues and the men of Thessaly With mightie powers are come vpon your coast They burne wast spoyle kill murther make no spare Of feeble age or harmlesse infant youth They vow to triumph in Booetia And make your Highnes vassall to their will They threaten mightily their power is mightie The people fall before them as the flowring grasse The mower with his syth cuts in the meade Helpe your poore people and defend your state Else you they it will soone be ruinate Du: I will prouide as farre as heauenly powers And our abilities shall giue consents I le to the temple and powre forth my prayers Meane while let Sateros be called for To muster vp the people with all speed Exit Duke Sch: Now see I that this simple witted man This poore plaine Cobler truly did diuine The Gods when we refuse the common meanes Sent by their oracles and learned priests Raise vp some man contemptible and vile In whom they breath the purenes of theyr spirits And make him bolde to speake and prophesie Enter Sateros the souldier Welcome friend Sateros you are fitly come The Duke intends that you shall leade to field The powers of Boaetia gainst his foes Are you prepard and willingly resolud Sat Why you sir by your pen can do as well I know t is nothing but Facsimile Sch: Souldier stand not on that discharge your duetie The countrie needs our seruice and our counsell I le doo my best and do you your indeuor For publike quiet and Booetias honor Sat Well I forget your scornes giuen me in peace And rate all enuie at an humble price I le doe my dutie doe not you neglect Armes will not Art Art should not armes reiect Sch: A blessed concord I will to the Duke And leaue thee Sateros to thy glorious warre Enter hastely the Countrie Gentleman Count: O sir I haue bin seeking ye all day And greatly do I praise my fortune thus to meete yee Sat In good time sir be briefe I pray Count You do remember me I hope Sat: Not verie well I promise ye Count: Lord sir and you bee aduisde I was one of them that reasoned before contempt when you defended war another arte one the court and I the countrie Sat: I remember in deede such a reasoning before that vile monster Contempt but you I haue forgot Count: O Lord sir yes by that token we went afterward to the Ordinarie Sat: True true now I call ye minde by this token I was not able to reache commons and so was cashierd out of your companie Count: T was against my will Ifaith ye sawe I was another mans guest Sat: It s no great matter But what 's your busines wyth me now that you seeke for me so hastily Count: Marie sir there is warres toward do ye not heare on it Sat: That 's to too sure Count: And I feare by reason of my wealth I shall bee chosen for a Captaine ouer some Companies Sat: And what of that Count: Why I haue no skill and therefore woulde hyre you to serue in my place I le please ye well Sat. The Duke wantes men sir and therefore must yee serue your selfe though not as a captaine yet in a place fitting your person You offer me moneie why man I le deale kindly with ye ye shal haue some of me bere take it be not nice In the Dukes name I charge ye with horse and furniture to be readie to morrow by breake of day for the busines askes speed Count: But I hope ye will not deale so with me Sat: But I am sure I will therefore dispatch on perill of your life Count: Why what alife is this that such as I must serue A shame on warres for me that ere they were Exit Enter Raph and other prisoners with weapons Sat: Why now fellowes what are you Raph What souldier do not you know me Sat: Yes Raph but what are these Raph Faith certaine pu-fellowes of mine that haue bin mued vp now the exclamation goes we shal haue wars we are all set at libertie and sent to you to be traild vp Sat: Why wert in prison Raph I faith I prophesied so long that I had like to haue bin hangd My wife kild the courtier man that would haue kild me the Duke to but I le be a prophet no longer that 's flatte after I haue done beeing a souldier I le to cobling againe Sat. So doest thou well But fellowe tell mee why wert thou in Pris. Faith sir for nothing but riding another mans

now thou dost but prune thy wings and make thy fethers gay A dunghill Cocke that croes by night shall slilie thee betray And tread thy Hen and for a time shall carrie her away And she by him shall hatch a Chicke this Countrey to decay And for this pretie Pullets name thou shalt the better learne When thou shalt onelie letters fiue within one name discerne Three vowels and two consonants vvhich vovvels if thou scan Doth sound that vvhich to euerie pace conducteth euerie man Then call to minde this Prophecie for that 's the bastards name Then rouse thy selfe then reach thy sword and win thy wonted fame Now Raph awake for I haue done the taske for which I came Exit Raph stretches himselfe and wakes Raph Heigh ho wake quoth you I thinke t is time for I haue slept soundly And me thought in my sleep this was God Markedy that had chaunted my wife mad for good cause why Aboue me thought I saw God Shebiter that marlously did frowne VVith a dart of fier in his hand readie to throw it downe Below me thought there were false knaues walking like honest men verie craftely And few or none could be plainly seene to thriue in the world by honestie Me thought I saw one that was wondrous fat Picke two mens purses while they were striuing for a gnat And some that dwelt in streetes were large and faire Kept backe shops to vtter their baddest ware VVhat meddle I with trades Men masters and maids Yea and wiues too and all are too too bad Be iudgd by my wife that was neuer well till she ran mad But O the Baker how he plaid false with the ballance And ran away from the takers tallants The Bruer was as bad the Butcher as ill For it s their tricke to blow vp leane meate with a quill And with the stroke a Butcher gaue an oxe that lowd bellowing did make I lost sight of all the other trickes and so sodainly did wake But now must Raph trudge about his prophetation Faith ye shall heare me troll it out after my fashion Exit Enter Sateros a souldier and Contempt naming himselfe Content Sat: Thus haue I serued in my Princes warres Against the Persian and the Asian Powers The cole-blacke Moore that reuels in the Straights Haue I repelled with my losse of blood My scarres are witnes of my hard escapes My wrinckles in my face made old by care VVhen yet my yeres are in their chiefest prime Are glasses of my griefe lights of my languor That liue disgracde and haue deserued honor Cont: I am the admiredst in Boeotia By honoring me thou shalt obtaine preferment Sat: Vnto the Gods and Prince doo souldiers honor And wert thou one of these I would adore thee Cont: I am of power more than all the Gods To sit and rule the harts of all degrees They haue in me content as thou shalt see A present instance in these entring men Enter Emnius a Courtier with him a Scholler and a Countrey Gentleman Contr Haile to Contents diuinest exelence Schol: Content our sweetest good we doo salute thee Cour: Though last I am not least in duteous kindnes To thee Content although thou be no God Yet greater in account than all of them Schol: But if ye knew his name wer Olygoros which signifieth Contempt you would not mistake him and name him Content Cont: O Mas scholler be patient for though you like not my name you loue my nature and therefore Gentlemen forward with the discourse intended at our last meeting and in that conference this Gentleman a souldier I presume will make one Cour: Being a soldier his companie is fit for anie honest gentleman and therefore welcome into our companie Sat: I thanke you sir may say to you with some surplusage my wood they bring me home my hay and corne in haruest their cattell seruants sonnes and selues are at my commaund Schol: O iure quaque iniuria Raph Nay and you speake Latin reach me my laste Harke ye mas Scholler harke ye The time shall come not long before the doome That in despite of Roome Lat in shall lacke And Greeke shall beg with a wallet at his backe For all are not sober that goes in blacke Goe too scholler there 's a learning for your knacke Contr At my list can I rack their rents set them to fines bind them to forfets force them to what I please If I build they bee my labourers if bargaine on them I build and for my good looke they are content to endure any trauell Raph But for all this ill and wrong Marke the Coblers song The hie hill and the deepe ditch VVhich ye digd to make your selues rich The chimnies so manie and almes not anie The widowes wofull cries And babes in streete that lies The bitter sweate and paine That tenants poore sustaine Will turne to your bane I tell ye plaine When burning fire shall raine And fill with botch and blaine The sinew and each vaine Then these poore that crie Being lifted vp on hie VVhen you are all forlorne Shall laugh you lowd to scorne Then where will be the schollers allegories VVhere the Lawier with his dilatories VVhere the Courtier with his brauerie And the money monging mate with all his knauerie Bethinke me can I no where els But in hell where Diues dwels But I see ye care not yet And thinke these words for me vnfit And gesse I speake for lacke of wit Stand aside stand aside for I am disposed to spit Cont: Be quiet Cobler le ts heare the Scholler speake Raph I giue him retoritie to it Schol: VVhat the Courtier dreamingly possesses the Countrey Gentleman with cursses and the Souldiour with cares I quietly enioy without controll In my studie I contemplate what can be done in batels with my pen hurt more than thousands doo with pikes I strike him that sees me not Raph I thought you were a proper man of your hands to come behinde one Schol: I see the height of heauen Raph But thou makest no hast thither Schol: I view the depth of hell Raph Is there anie roome in hell for curst wiues and Coblers shops Scholler Content is my landlorde peace and quiet are my companions I am not with the Courtier bound to daunce attendance nor with the Countriman binde I others to attende on mee I possesse pleasure more than mortall and my contemplation is onely of the life immortall Courtier But you would bee glad to creepe in credit in the Court Scholler and not be curious of the meanes for all your coynesse Scholl: I will not acquaint you sir with my intent for they are fooles that in secret affaires are too familiar know this that I intend to awaite occasion Soldier Faith Master Scholler yet it stands not with your protestation Countrie Gentleman Nor with you Soldier to be thus blunt after your rude fashion Soul: Alas sir you must needes be exelent for Piers Plaine your poore tenants pray for ye their