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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

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lushiously dissolv'd The name of Wheat ears on them is ycleap'd Because they come when wheat is yeerly reap'd Six weeks or therabouts they are catch'd there And are welnigh 11. months God knows where My humble gratitude is heer exprest To Mr. Sheriffe and his beloved best His kindnes joind with hers and hers with his Doth merit my unfaigned thankfulnes Unto my Cozen Thomas Taylor there My love remembred and for my Samphiere He promis'd me I thank't him thrice before And when I have it I will thank him more Twelve miles on Augusts 9. and 20. day From Bourne to Battell 4. miles on my way At Pemsey doth a ruin'd Castle stand And there the Norman Conqueror did land Since his invading power arived there 'T is ●ow 500 60 and 6. yeere Eight miles from thence the Battel fierce was strook Where bloud of 70000 like a Brook Or rather I may say like Sanguin Rivers Which down hills it impetuously delivers Into the Vales and where that bloud was spilt The Conqueror caus'd an Abbey to be built Of stately structure and what it hath been By great extended ruines may be seen VVhen Norman forces England overcame From bloudy Battell Battell had its name This Abbey now is kept by right and due By the Honourable Viscount Montague That Lord repair'd some part magnificent And ther 's good house kept when hee s resident That noble Lord is in account most famous Though many miserable Lords doe shame us At th' Empereall crest or Eagle spred My selfe and mare were stabled lodg'd and fed About the reckoning I did not contend My friend T. H. paid all and ther 's an end August the thirtith I rode on to Hastings Wher was relief for men of severall tastings Or sundry pallats put them altogether Or relisht appetites take all or neither At Hastings I staid not but hastily I ambled 6. miles unto Winchelsey Which hath been counted in the dayes of yore Untill the seas contended with the shore A famous sea Town rich in merchandise But buried in the Ocean now it lies A Castle stands i' th sands enduring flawes Gusts tempests storms times devouring jaws In twice twelve hours 't is twice embraced round In th' arms of Neptune seeming to be drownd And when the flouds are eb'd into the main Three miles in sands 't is compast round again In Winchelsey that now is I could ken Nothing worth observation of my pen. Two miles from thence upon a hill stands Rye And there I at the Star did lodge and lie More ods there is 'twixt singing songs and crying Then was betwixt my lodging and my lying I lodg'd by night and I did lie by day And as upon a bed I musing lay The chamber hang'd with painted cloth I found My selfe with sentences beleaguerd round There was Philosophy and History Poetry Aenigmatick mystery I know not what the Town in wealth may be But sure I on that chambers walls did see More wit then al the town had and more worth Then my unlearned Muse can well set forth I will not hold my Reader in dilemma Thus truly lying I transcribed them a. NO flower so fresh but frost may it deface None fits so fast but hee may lose his place T is Concord keeps a Realme in Stable stay But Discord brings all Kingdomes to decay No Subject ought for any kinde of Cause Resist his Prince but yeeld him to the Lawes Sure God is just whose stroake delayed long Doth light at last with paine more sharp and strong Time never was nor n'ere I thinke shall be That Truth unshent might speake in all things free This is the Sum the Marrow and the Pith My lying Chamber was Adorned with And 't is supposed those lines written there Have in that Roome bin more then 40 yeare Now Reader take this notice more of Rye 'T is worth Remembring and I 'le tell you why If to unloade your Bellies Nature drive ye In all the Towne you'se scarcely finde a Privie For as our Sectaries in Tubbs preach heere They make Sir Reverence Reverend Iakeses there Of Pulpets of Prophanity and these When they are full are empti'd in the Seas My fare was good at Rye my Reck'ning small I thanke my noble friend that payd for all Neete unto Rye 2 dirty Ferryes bee So Muddy that they mir'de my Mare and mee I past them And on vltima Augusti well meated Mounted man and beast both lusty I cross'd or'e Gulford ferry and I went From Rye in Sussex unto Hide in Kent Septembers first day Sol with golden eye Gilt Neptune with celestiall Alcaymie With sovereign splendor kissing medows green And mantled hills tops were coruscant seen VVhen Phoebus mounted was in glorious pride I mounted too and rode away from Hide Still as I past through sea Towns first and last I did enquire how businesses had past The people said that Guns did bounce thump Betwixt our English ships and Dutch Van Trump At Rumney and at Hide they were in sight Folks heard the drums to beat and saw the fight Thus little was the newes from sea or shore Our weekly News books will tel 3. times more From Hide to Dover and to Canterbury Full 25. miles dirty wet and weary I took my lodging up and down I lay Till Friday came Septembers second day Then with the Lamb I arose and with the Lark I got to Gravesend when 't was almost dark But I mistake from sleep I rowz'd my head And rose with th'Lark but went with Lamb to bed On th' way I was not vext with Gates or Stiles But three and thirty dirty Kentish miles With washing dashing ways rain wel sous'd It made my Mare and I glad to be hous'd The signe was Welsh his pie-bald english Bull I there was welcome empty welcome full But at the high and mighty Gravesend Whale I found most potent admirable Ale 'T is second to no drink but East-Bourne Rug Put it in Pot or Flaggon Can or Jug You 'le finde it is the grand Ale and you 'l grant That 't is Ale Parramount Predominant 'T was given me by a Friend but let him end With hanging that loves Ale more then his friēd From Gravesend Satudray Septembers third I rode without sputs as I had been spurr'd I came to London when the Clock struck one And so my Journey and my Booke is DONE Amongst the Muses where the number Nine is The learned Poets end their Works with Finis But when unlearned I have Volumes pen'd Finis is Latine English Done's an End A POSTSCRIPT Of some parts of SUSSEX and KENT that I Travelled which I have borrowed out of Mr. SPEED SUSSEX THE North part of this Shire confronts upon Surrey and Kent the West butteth upon Hamshire and all the rest of the County lieth stretched along the British sea The City of most account within this County is Chichester a beautifull and large Towne yet for the statelinesse of buildings Lewes doth seeme to contend with
it where William de Warron built a strong Castle whereunto the Barons in time of those civill brotles resorted in warlike manner and fought a great Battell against their Soveraigne and his sonne wherein the King Henry the third had his horse slaine under him Richard King of the Romans the Kings Brother was surprized and taken in a Wind-mill and Prince Edward who was after that King Edward the first or Longshankes delivered vnto them upon unequall termes of peace Places of other note are these Shore whence King Harold going upon the Sea for his pleasure in a small boate was driven upon the Coast of Normandy where by Duke William he was surprized and retained untill he swore to make him King after Edward the Confessor his death West-Wittering where Ella the Saxon Landed when he came to conquer those partes and gave the name to the Shoare from Cimen his Sonne Finally Gromebridge where Charles Duke of Orleance father to Lewis the twelfth King of Fraunce was long detained being taken Prisoner at Agincourt Yet I have beene in the Castle of Starborough where I was shewed the said Dukes Chamber in Kent or the edge of Surrey KENT THis is the first Province that appeareth in the South of this Kingdome and is bounded upon the North with the famous River Thamisis on the East with the German sea and Ocean on the south with Sussex and the narrowe seas and upon the West with Sussex and Surrey The cheifest City within this County is Canterbury which became famous both for the conversion of the Saxons by St. Augustine whereof eight of their Kings were there inter'd as also was Thomas Becket Arch-Bishop of Canterbury The invincible Castle of Dover is a place of the greatest strength not onely of this County but of the whole Kingdome being the Key of the Realme and as Iohn Rosse and Lidgate affirme was built by Julius Cesar The chiefest and onely thing of admiration in this shire is a hole at Mottingame eight yards about and a line of fiftie sadomes plummed into it doth finde no bottome where suddenly the ground sunke and three greate Elmes therein growing were swallowed vp into the earth This shire claimeth the preeminence of Christianity before all places of England for Lucius the first Christian British King in this Jland built a Church within the Castle of Dover There is no other memory or token of the great Battell which was fought at Ailesford betweene Hengist the ambitious Saxon and Vortimer the valiant Britaine wherein Horsa and Catigern brethren to both Generalls were slaine then a monument of Catigern which is nothing else but foure stones pitched in the manner of the Stone henge on Salsbury Plaine and is vulgarly called Ciscoatehouse which is upon the plaine there Englands Kings have had two seats in this County wherein they were went to make some aboade in the Summer time the one for their Court which is Greenwitch the other for their pleasure which is Eltham very convenient for pastimes and game for hunting There is also a place in this Shire called Tunbridge whither there is great concourse of infirms people who finde present remedy for their maladies by vertue of some Wells lately found out which prove verie so●eraigne To all my Friends that have subscribed their Names and dwellings to my Bill ACcording as you pay or pay me not So is my lucky or unlucky Lot I have made use of many friends before Age tels me now I shall do so no more Some friends I have and some small share of wit And want hath forc'd me to vse them and it I in my best of wishes will include Their kindnesse and my humble gratitude FINIS