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A11134 The night-rauen. By S.R. Rowlands, Samuel, 1570?-1630? 1620 (1620) STC 21402; ESTC S110759 11,037 38

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THE NIGHT-RAVEN By S. R. All those whose deeeds doe shun the Light Are my companions in the Night LONDON Printed by G Eld for Iohn Deane and Thomas Baily 1620. THE NIGHT RAVEN ALthough the Owle and I a custome keepe To flye abroad when other Birds doe sleepe Changing our course from those of other feather Yet do not we consort a nights together I haunt not barnes for either Mouse or Rat As doth the searching two-foote flying Cat Nor into bushes after birds to pry Ther 's diff'rence t'wixt that deuills face and I For secret things being of another kinde In obscure darknesse I apparant finde Those euill actions that avoyde the Sunne And by the light of day are neuer done But lurke in corners from disclosing eyes Not daring open view in any wise Those most familier are made knowne to me I take a notice who and where they be Drunkards that drinke vntill they cannot speake Villains and Theeues that into houses breake Whores and Whoremongers trading for the Pox And reeling Watch-men carrying Rogues to Stox With many knauish matters that be fall Which turn and read and you shall know them all I neither tattle with lack-daw Or Maggot-pye on thatch'd house straw Nor with your hopping cage birds sing Nor cuckow it about the spring Or like your Blacke-bird Thrush and Stare Whissell in cages for good fare Or cackell with your scraping Hens Nor hisse with Geese that finde you pens Or like your durty Ducks doe quacke That in the water water lacke Nor crow as doth your dung-hill cocke Clowne almanacke and Shepheards clocke Or prate as greene-coate Parrot doth Like an old-wife with ne're a tooth Nor mourne like Pigeons fed with pease I am consort for none of these My watchfull eyes awake I keepe When all such idle creatures sleepe Were I not blacke as all crowes be I should euen blush at things I see Three fearefull Theeues A Gentleman lying awake in 's bed Hauing good Christian motions in his head How he had spent the day worse then he should Omitting to performe the good he would Committing those things which he ought not doe As Sathan World and Flesh did vrge him to Vnder his lodging very close and neare A conference twixt certaine theeues did heare Quoth one of them my counsell pray imbrace Let 's breake in heere this is the weakest place No said another I doe doubt we shall Finde this so strong that heer 's a double wall Then quoth the third breake out the iron barrs For too long lingring all our businesse marrs We must not onely heere this night abide For we haue houses to attempt beside The Gentleman vnto the window goes And thus he spake vnto his theeuing foes My friends quoth he forbeare this quoyle to keep And come anon I am not yet a sleepe When they heard this away with feare they fled And he securely did returne to bed A Rogue in the Stockes A Base rude rascall of the Roguish crew For misdemeanors that by him there grew Set by the heeles according to desert Made himselfe merry with this knauish part The night obscure as darke as night could be Hearing one come Stand who goes there quoth he The fellow seeing neither watch nor bill Reply'd an honest man that meanes no ill Sirra quoth he I heere protest and sweare As I am Constable step one foote neare And in the stocks thou shalt till morning sit Or I my selfe will for thee furnish it The fellow backe againe his course did take With all the hast that both his legs could make Supposing t' was some Constable in 's rage Whose fury was no lesse then stocks or cage An Apology for Women THer 's an abuse which comes vnto my mind Vniust imposed vpon women kind When men haue done things that distastfull be And that their words from actions disagree In saying one thing doing of another A speech is vs'd their guiltinesse to smother Sure he 's a man would haue perform'd the same But the night Rauen is in all the blame Casting the cause by slaunder on the wife When she good soule is o● 〈…〉 ●●rtuous life That from his word she no way ●●●● perswade Although rash promise had 〈…〉 made Therefore kinde harted men 〈…〉 Tearm them no more night 〈…〉 True harted Turtles constan● 〈…〉 Mylder then men and of lesse 〈…〉 More pittifull and more 〈…〉 Lesse enuious and lesse 〈…〉 And of themselues so rare 〈…〉 Not prouing bad till bad 〈…〉 A night Swaggerer TEll me the Watch is set why th' art an asse What Constable dare say I shall not passe Who euer bids me stand I le make him lye And cut his watchmen out like steakers to frye I am a gentleman in three degrees And for three worlds my tytles I le not leese A gentleman by true discent of blood My auncient stocke was long before the flood Then for my schollership a gentleman Both reade and 〈…〉 cast a count I can Then third degree of gentleman I clayme Is my profession 〈…〉 Souldiers name ●●oke but 〈…〉 for eighty eight 〈…〉 you haue me straight 〈…〉 that I will stand in feare 〈…〉 asking who goes there 〈…〉 and will beare sway 〈…〉 not so by day 〈…〉 it best 〈…〉 I feare arrest Fashions out at the elbows TAylor I take thy want of manners ill Dost come to supper to me with thy bill Hast thou no time but come at candle light Or dost thou feare I meane to vanish quite My choller tells thee th' art a botching slaue Thy Iourny-man a very pricklowse knaue My Sattin-sute is most malignant made Goe burne thy bill and so resolue th' art pay'd And cutter-out thinke y' are a happy man To scape my fury thus sirrah I can Arest you for the spoyling of my stuffe And yet that action shall not be enough I haue at least seuerall nine or ten To teach a knaue how he wrongs gentlemen As making it according to French-nation When I should haue it of the Spanish-fashion Then bringing it in Iune home past your day When I should had it seene at court it May. Then for two lice I will be sworne I found Vpon my Pickadilly creeping round But since th' art poore I some compassion taking Will punish thee with nothing for the making The Roaring-boy and his Punke PVnck I lacke money how hast thriu'd to day To morrow I haue layd a plot will pay And strap thou shalt haue interrest to boote Count me a villaine if I faile to do ot Apox vpon thee roaring rogue quoth she When we should get I wonder where you be Heere was a city-young-man by this token Search you the purse a pretty youth well spoken And sayes on thursday hee le be heere againe With him let me alone I haue his vayne But I lack'd you to swagger with a gull A gallant that had crownes his pockets full A shame light on thee hadst thou then come in And curst and swore thou hadst my husband bin The fearefull
slaue would willingly compound Rather then in a baudy house be found Be heere on monday-night in any case I shall haue an Italian then in chase Besides a Dutch-man comes to try a Punke Swagger it brauely then be soundly drunke The Gull and the Domineering Constable SIrra what are you where 's your dwelling place Sirs bring the Lanthorne let me see his face Doest know him Beadle Surely sir not I. Ant please your worship I doe lodge hereby I haue bin forth at supper with a friend Tell me of supper tut a puddings end You kisse the Counter sirra that is flat I le teach you know my place deserues a hat An t please your worship I confesse it doth But pardon me my head 's not well in sooth You thinke all howres of the night to march Because y' are in your yellow close-stoole starch Hast not Tabacco and a tynder box The knaue may fire the towne haue him to stocks Please your good worship not a Pipe I haue Dost thinke I sit heere to keepe sheepe thou knaue No sir with reuerent magistrates I match Your worship and the gentlemen your watch Well sirra since your duty doth appeare I am content this time you shall goe cleere Depart in peace and play no knauish pranckes I giue your worships all most humble thanks Terrible news for Taber and Pipe AN odd companion walking vp and downe To pipe a liuing out from towne to towne Being at a Wedding busie at his play Forgetting daunger of his tedious way Belated was yet be it ill or good He did resolue to wander through a wood And as he went with knap-sacke full of scrapps And Taber at his backe by fortune happs That he farre off by Moone-light chanced to see A cruell Beare which forc'd him take a tree The beast with sodaine speed came feircely too 't And fell to scrape and scratch about the roote Poore Taborer so scar'd was with the Beare He sweate and trembled in a stinking feare At length he thought vpon his wedding scraps And threw them to the Beare to fill his chaps Who for the time from mining did refraine But eating all fell hard to worke againe Oh now quoth he I haue no hope at all The tree begins to shake and I must fall Adew my friends this Beare will me deuouer Yet as a farewell at my dying hower Euen in dispight of Paris-garden foes I le haue a fit as hard as this world goes And so betakes him to his Pipe and Tabor And doth them doth so sound and braue belabor The Beare amazed from his scratching runs As if at 's breech had bin a peale of guns Which when the Taborer with ioy did see Well Beare he said if this your humor be Would I had knowne to vse the charming feate You should haue daunc'd before you had my meate So downe he comes and without longer staying Thorow the wood goes homeward al night playing Then sends for all his friends that they may heare The story of the Piper and the Beare Vowing his Tabor was more deere to him Then was Arions harpe when he did swim Vpon the Dolphins backe most safe a shore And that same Instrument for euer-more As monument vnto Tompipers race Should show his valour and the Beares disgrace To all slothfull Seruants I Often in the night as I doe flye See burning houses flaming to the skye At which most dreadfull accidents that fall A sodaine terrour terrifieth all People amazed crying fire fire And in perplexed manner helpe require Some in their beds consum'd to ashes quite And some for ever franticke with the fright Some wealthy men at setting of the Sunne And ere the rising beggers cleane vndone And when that people seriously inquire How all this great misfortune comes by fire The common answere is and t is too true Most slothfull seruants it is long of you You that no care doe in your callings take Nor christian conscience of your waies doe make To looke vnto your fire and your light Of which in duty you haue ouer-sight But slight the danger that to other growes Because your selues haue nothing for to loose Assure you this a carelesse queane or knaue Euen such as they haue bin shall seruants haue A wicked Wife IN darkesome shade of melancholy night There did appeere to one a walking sprite Which put him in a fearefull fit to see At length vnto Hobgoblin thus said he If thou belong to God and beare good mind Thou wilt not vse me cruell and vnkind Because no hurtfull things to him belong That will doe vs poore humane creatures wrong But if thou dost pertaine vnto the Deuill Yet for his sake forbeare to doe me euill For I haue married late a lumpe of sin VVhich is his sister therefore pray for kin That is betweene the diuell and my wife Affright me not with feare of limbe or life Hast thou quoth he nay then if it be so I will not vrge thee vnto further woe A wicked wife crosse vpon crosse begins She 's plague enough to plague thee for thy sins A wounded Drunkard A Drunkard whom the cup did tardy catch Came very late a reeling through the watch Who cald him with the common who goes there But he in staggers would not seeme heare The Constable with drowsie Bill-men mand Said sirrah in the Kings name looke you stand What rebell knaue quoth he wilt not obay So looking by their Lanthorne downe he lay And to the watchmen holding vp his hand Said now I charge you all to help me stand Or else in sober sadnesse you fox getters I le make you anuswere it before your betters Marke what I say for now I charge you all To make me stand and looke I doe not fall With that they got him on his legs and staid him Saying heer 's the Constable you disobay'd him And were it not for shame base drunken clowne We would as we may lawfull knocke thee downe With that he fell vnto the ground againe And cry'd out murder murder I am slaine My scull is cleft they haue put out mine eyes And cut off both my legs Hostes Dick dyes Like Mistris like Maide Svsan would meete with Richard and with Ned Assoone as ere her mistris was a bed For a Sack-posset they agree'd to eate And she besides would haue a bit of meate And so be merry that they would in sadnesse But euen about the time of mirth and gladnesse When both the young-men were bestow'd within One that had long her mistris louer bin Knocks at the doore whereat her selfe came downe As loose of body as she was of gowne And in the darke put Letcher in the roome Where both the youths attend till Susan come Who in meane time to light a candle went So did her mistris for the same intent And meeting with her maide oh strange quoth she What cause haue you at this time heere to be Mistris quoth she vnto you I le be true There 's two as honest youths