Selected quad for the lemma: death_n
Text snippets containing the quad
|
ID |
Title |
Author |
Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication) |
STC |
Words |
Pages |
|
A11133
|
The melancholie knight. By S.R.
|
Rowlands, Samuel, 1570?-1630?
|
1615
(1615)
|
STC 21401; ESTC S103185
|
12,109
|
46
|
remoue him hence Your skreeking Parrot will distract my sence Would I were neere the rogue that cryeth blacke Buy a new Almanacke doth vexe me to Forbid the maid shee winde not vp the iacke Take hence my watch it makes too much a doe Let none come at me deerest friend or kin Who ere it be I am not now within To Fortune THou pur-blinde puppet for a Trads-mans staule Thou limping Ladie of the Hospitall Empresse of Epicures and belly-gods With whom I vowe to liue and die at ods Thou mole-ey'd owle-ey'd Countess for a spittle That giues to some too much to mee too little Thou whirly-gigge and rats-bane of my life Which by thy wheele dost seeme some wheel-wrights wife Thou make-bate to a discontented minde Thou water-bubble wastfull puffe of winde Thou flying-feather of a wood-cocks wing Thou Heathenish and very Pagan thing Thou Misers friend thou worthie Gallants foe Thou scuruie Ballat of I wale in woe Thou that all discontentment dost prouoke Thou worse to me then this Tobacco smoke Thou that sage Fury Enuy dost importune I le tickle thee thou scuruy minded Fortune To Ladie Pecunia A Pin for them that care apoint for me And that 's the loue betweene my selfe and thee Proud Lady of the gold and siluer mine Thou scorn'st my company I banish thine What stampe soeuer thou about dost beare And causest many for to stampe and sweare Or runnest current quoine from man to man I am not currant thou hast made me wan And therefore since thou giuest me vnrest In being stranger to my purse and chest Not looking on me with thy golden face Nor yeelding me angelicall embrace Expressing loue by pounds most kinde and willing But comest to me by sixe-pence and by shilling To be thy Treasurer I doe abhorre it I le neither purse nor chest nor bagge thee for it But vse thee euen in all disgrace I may To eate and drinke and dice thee still away To Patience LOng haue I waited at thy woefull gate With expectation to augment my state And sought for her which cannot yet be found The Lady that makes crazie credits sound She that I thinke will nere be friends with me Because a sunder we so often be But Patience I protest thou art to blame And I haue cause vpon thee to exclame Thou dost neglect deferre protract delay And puts me emptie off from day to day When I expect to haue my wants supply'd Sayes helpelesse friends Patience good sir prouide Who can take vp an hundred pound I pray And pawne some patience till he come and pay Or trade with Trades-man be for what it will That will take Patience hand vnto his bill No masters no all gripe to get their owne And I from Patience am impatient growne To Fame THou art the Lady that I seeke to please Before Pecunia Fortune Patience these Are all inferiour in renowned name To this eternall honour-giuer Fame Say I had Fortunes gifts in large degree Why fooles haue fortune we doe daily see If moneyes Lady would for me prouide More quoine and plate then is in all Cheape-side Let Solons saying in this case suffice There are more wealthy fooles then wealthy wise If I take Patience physicke for my sore And wate with her at expectations dore What 's the reward will follow euen this Patience and pouertie in th' end will kisse Therefore I le set wit working like a watch Some rare vnknowne inuention to dispatch That all the world could not haue brought about If I had not beene borne to finde it out And when I haue it being yet vnbegotten I shall haue Fame aliue and dead and rotten To Time THou Register of old Antiquities Obseruer of the worlds iniquities Suruaying life from birth till Death in toombe From Adam's making to the day of doome That in thy restlesse cunning dost admit Of actions lawfull or of things vnfit And hast thy head behind of purpose ball'd Because thou neuer wilt be backe recall'd But wear'st a locke before I vnderstand On which I neuer yet could lay my hand I haue expected thou graue auntient father Thy helping hand and I protest the rather Because they say that Time by turnes doth goe And hitherto I haue not found it so Therefore for some good turne one of these daies I challenge thee or I le disprooue thy praise And I write of thee according as I find That thorow age thou art both ball'd and blind Finde out a time good Time for to relieue me For at this time Time very bad doth grieue mee To all miserable Misers YOu carelesse raking greedy getting slaues That neuer haue enough till in your graues Vntill Death haue you prisners in his hold As you in chests locke vp your bagges of golde You that haue that excessiue wealth lyes by Would furnish twentie such poore Knights as I I doe detest you all as dunghill swaines You dogged Nabals with your cursed gaines That loue base lucre so entirely well You'leventer soules as Diues did to hell And heere I vowe promise and firme protest I scorne this hoording money in a chest That golden sin on me shall neuer light As cleere as is the childe was borne last night From keeping money lying on my hand So much kinde gentle Reader vnderstand With Bias I doe giue the world this flout All that is mine I beare with mee about The Conclusion THe Fryer that his braines did breake To make a brazen head to speake And spent his study seauen yeere Ere that perfection would appeare Then fell a sleepe when he should watch Trusting his man a foolish patch That to it gaue no heed at all But heard the voice and would not call What was the gaine he got at last Three words Time is Time was Times past And those for this time I haue tooke To end my melancholy booke Especially last of the three Which is Tim's past farewell to thee FINIS