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A53560 A copy of verses, humbly presented to all his worthy masters and mistrisses in the town of Lambeth. By Thomas Ouldman, bell-man. Ouldman, Thomas. 1689 (1689) Wing O590E; ESTC R214545 2,345 1

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A COPY OF VERSES HUMBLY PRESENTED To all his Worthy Masters and Mistrisses In the Town of LAMBETH By THOMAS OULDMAN Bell-Man PROLOGUE To all my worthy Masters I present These following Lines hoping they 'l give Content I have but little Learning Sirs therefore On Losty Lines I don't pretend to soar But in a mean and Modest Civil Dress I labour here my Duty to express And if it please you then I have my ends Hoping my Masters you will be my Friends His Prayer for the CHVRCH LOrd let thy Church be here with Glory Crown'd And all her Members in Obedience found Unto thy Righteous Laws so Good so Just Wherein we may enjoy Eternal Rest Let Holy Angels Guard that Sacred place Wherein we may obtain the means of Grace On St. Andrew's Day ST Andrew blest Apostle which did Preach His Lords dear Will and Man the way did teach To Everlasting Life scorning to fear The Threats of Death this day did Witness bear Of his firm Faith in Christ for being ty'd Unto a Racking Cross he Preaching Dy'd On Christmas Day THis blessed Day let every Nation Sing Glory and Praise to our Eternal King Who did from Heaven send his only Son To save our Souls who were by Sin undone Then let us all joyntly with one accord Give Praise and Thanks unto the living Lord Whose loving kindness was to us so great My Tongue wants Eloquence it to relate On St. Stephen's Day ST Stephen's Day is usher'd in apace Who in his Lord and Masters eyes found Grace To be the first of Martyrs and to Bleed The next to him whose Blood the World has freed From that sad Curse that did attend us all As Heirs to Adam in his Wretched Fall. On St. John's Day ST John you know beloved was most dear By blessed Jesus while he lived here The Scriptures say that he above the rest Had liberty to lean upon Christ's Breast Oh! blest was he that had so great a Friend Whose love for ever lasts and hath no end But certain 't is he did submit to Death Tho' few can tell us where he lost his Breath On Innocents Day THis Day Blood-thirsty Herod in a Rage His Thirst with Infant Blood thought to asswage Aiming at his which for our Sins was shed Yet all in vain for he to Aegypt fled Though Rachel weeped for her Children sore Slain in the Streets because there were no more On New-Years Day ALL you that do the Bell-Man hear The First Day of this hopeful Year I do in love Admonish you To bid your Old Sins all adieu And walk as Gods just Laws requires In Holy Deeds and good Desires Which if to do you 'l do your best God will in Christ forgive the rest On Dark Nights AS Darksom Night unto thy thoughts present What 't is to want the Days bright Element So let thy Soul descend through Contemplation Where utter Darkness keeps her Habitation Where endless easeless pains remediless Attend to torture Sins curst Wilfulness O then remember whilst thou yet hast time To call for Mercy for each forepast Crime And with good David wash thy Bed with Tears That so Repentance may subdue Hells fears Then shall thy Soul more purer then the Sun Joy as a Gyant her best Race to run And in unspotted Robes her self address To meet her Lord that Son of Righteousness To whom with God the Father and the Spirit Be all due Praise where all true Joys inherit A Verse to my Loving Masters IT is the Duty of a Servant still To strive his Masters pleasure to fulfill Therefore it shall my chief endeavour be To please them all that are so kind to me I own that by their Bounty I do live Therefore to them I hearty thanks do give And hope that with them I shall never part Till conquering Death doth pierce my tender heart To my Loving Mistrisses RIght worthy Dames Vertuous in all their ways I can't forbear but must set forth their praise Raptures of Love does all their Lives attend When Crosses does their Husbands here offend They 'l bear a part with them in Grief or Care So that I say Good Women Blessings are To sweeten all the Sorrows of this life No Friend is like a kind and loving Wife Their Vertues I esteem and value more Then all the Gold on the Rich Indian Shore To New-Married Men. A Wake your Wives you Men that 's newly Wed And let them know the joys of Marriage Bed Do not lye slugging like a Logg of Wood Be quick and active else you 'l do no good O Man be careful of thy loving Wife And love her as thou lov'st thy life And then I dare with boldness say That you 'l enjoy quietness e'ry day For Vertuous Women are such pritty things Fit Company for Emperors and Kings Though with my Bell I this Discourse do raise I want a Tongue to set forth Womens Praise To Young Men. YOung Men I here present you with a Verse Observe I pray what I herein reherse Seek ye the Lord and serve your Masters too And then a Blessing will attend on you When as that happy Day you live to see Of this great Ancient City to be free O then be Thrifty strive to get and save And by this means you may good Matches have Like to your Seniors soon to Riches rise Right Worthy Citizens both Grave and Wise To the MAIDS YOu Youthful Damsels Beautiful and fair I would not have you for a Love dispair First learn to be a Huswife get and save Fond thoughts of Love I fain would have you wave I pray observe the Bell-Man's Counsel here Be Chaste and Wise and keep your Scutcheon clear And though at present you do lye alone In time you may have Husbands ev'ry one DOubtless some whom nothing will them please Will carping be yea and find fault with these But I am bound for to submit to such Hoping they won't run me down too much For if some will with Learned Men find fault They need not strange to see a Lay-man Halt But were I in the Latin Tongue well skill'd My Paper should with Learned Theams be fill'd EPILOGVE KInd Masters and my Mistrisses withal I pray accept my Gift here though but small And when that you have well perus'd it o're Remember then your Bell-man which is Poor So I Conclude praying that God would give You Health and Wealth and Peace while that you Live And when you Dye may you in Glory be Cloath'd with the Robes of Immortality LONDON Printed in the year 1689.