Carists faith did dye together Then Hengist with the Saxons hither came Who many kild with sword and furious flame Besides eleuen hundred Monkes were kild At Bangor Abby all their blouds were spild And when the Saxons race to end was run The Dines came in and all the Kingdome won Before whose Swords did many thousands fall Which on the name of IESVS CHRIST did call Then William Conquerour with a multitude Vnto the Normanâ— voâ—ke this Land subdude The Pope then caus'd all Priests to leaue their wiues To leade soule Sodomiticke single liues Then afterward in second Hearies raigâ—e Was sawcy Sir Saint Thomas Becket slaine A Popish Saint and Martyr made because He dy'd a Traytor to his Soueraignes Lawes King Henry and King Richard dead and gone Their brother Iohn by right ascends the Tâ—â—rone Whom all his life the Pope of Rome did vexe And with oppressions all the Realme perplexe With Candle Booke and Bell he curst and blest And Bals and Legates did the King molest Vntill such time he on his knees fell downe And to the Pope surrendred vp his Crowne At last because he durst the Pope withstand He dyed imposned by a â—â—yers hand When thus by treason they had kild King Iohn Then the third Henrie Englands Crowne put on Then England bought the Râ—mesh doctrine deare It cost her threescore thousand markes a yeare For Agnus Deses Pardons Peter pance For which the Pope had all this coine from hence King Henry dyed then Edward tooke the sway His Sonne and Grandchild England did obay The first of them call'd Long-shanks conquests won Lost by Carnaruan his vnhappy Son Who by his Queene was in a Dungâ—on cast Till being murthered sadly breath'd his last Edward the third a braue victorious King Did Frenchmens pride into subiection bring Kickard the second next to raigne began Who lost more than his Royall Grandsire wan Then gan Iohn Wicklisse boldly to begin To preach gainst Antichrist that man of sin Who many troubles stoutly did abide Yet spight the Pope he naturally dy'de And being dead from out is graue was turn'd And had his Martyr'd bones to ashes burn'd Which ashes they did cast into a Brooke Because he had the Romish Faith for sooke Yet whilst the second Richard here suruiu'd No Martyrs were by fire of lite depriu'd Henry the fourth was in the Throne inuested In whose Reigne many were too much molested And Wiâ—â—â—â— Sautre first his life â—â—â—â—â—â— Through flames of fire who now in heauen doth liue The next Iohn Baâ—â—by in the fuâ—â—â—â— flame And William Tharpe both was immortail fame Then the fifth Henrie a victoriâ—â—â— Prince The Realme of France did â—â— quar and â—â—â— The good Lord Cebâ—â— then O â—â—â—â—â—â— By Popish Priests an Hereticke procâ—aim'd Washang'd and burn'd by the vnit â—tull doome Of Sathans Seruants sleues to Hell and Râ—â—e And leauing some vnnam'd Iohn ' Bâ—owneâ— quâ—re Iohn Beuâ—â—ly a Preacher dyed in â—â—â— B sid s a number from the Leâ—â—rds Towre Rackes tortures halters and the flame deuoure Ioba Huâ— a glorious Martyr of the Lord. Was in Eoheâ—â—â— burned or Gods word And renâ—rend Icrome did to Constance come From Pragae and stoutly suffered Martyrdome In Smith-sield one Iohn Claydon suffered death And with him Richard Turming lost his breath At this time sixeteâ—ne godly folkes in Kent The Antichristian vassals dâ—d torment Then death cut off the fifth King Henries Raigne The Crowne the sixth King Henrie did obrame And William Taylor a true zealous Priest Did passe through fire vnto his Sauiour Christ. Good Richard Houedon with him William White Each vnto God through fire did yeeld his sprite Dâ—ke Humphrey though no Martyr kil'd in 's bed And Richard Wych a Priest was burned dead Then Saint like good King Henry was depos'd By the fourth Edward in the tower inclos'd Then Edward flâ—d and Henry once againe By Warwickes power the Kingdome did obtaine Thds did the various slate of humane things Make Kings of Capriues and of Captiues Kings Vntill at last King Edward turning backe Brought Henries royalty to finall wracke In whose Raigne Iohn Goâ—se as the story saith Was the first Martyr burned for Christs faith King Henry in the Tower was ab'd to death And Edward yeelded vp his hie and breath His Sonne young Edward of that name the sift Whom the third Richard from his life did lift VVho by foule murthers â—loud and tyranny Vsurpt the Throne of Englands Monarchy Till valiant Henry of that name the seuen Kild him and made vncuâ—n England euen Then first Ioane Beughâ—on and a man call'd Babramâ— By faith through fire went to old Father Abram An Old man was in Smithfield burnt because He did resist against the Roman Lawes One Ierom hang'd and burned on the Gallowes In Florence with two otâ—er of his fâ—llowes And William Tiliesworth Thomas Bernard and Iames Morton cause they did the Pope withstand Burn'd all and Father Rogers and old Reine Did dye by fire a better life to gaine One Thomas Nouice and one Thomas Chase Dy'd constant Martyrs by the Heauenly Grace A woman and a man call'd Laurence Guest By Deah gain'd euerlasting life and rest Besides a number past mans reckoning vp For IESVS sake dranke of afflictions cup. Some carried faggots through a world of mocks Some rack'd some pinde some fettered in the stocks Some naked stript and scourged with a lash For their reiecting of their Romish trash Some branded in the cheeke did alwayes beare The marke and badge of their Redeemer deare Thus the insulting tyrannizing Pope With cursings tortures fire and sword and rope Did force the Soules and Consciences of men To run dispairing to damnations Den And those who valiantly his power withstood Did seale their resolution with their bloud Before his triple treble trouble Crowne In adoration Emperours must fall downe Were they as high as any Caesar borne To kisse his feet they must not hold it scorne Henry the sixth the Emperour did fall downe Whom with his Feet Pope Celestine did Crowne Henry the fourth his Empresse and his young Son All three to Rome did barefoot goe and run And three dayes so these three did all attend His holinesse a godlesse eare to lend Which afterward was granted on condition That he should giue his Crowne vp in submission Pandulphus the Popes Legate with a frowne Did make King Iohn of England yeeld his Crowne King Henry of that as me the second he Kneel'd downe and kist the Romish Legats knee The Emperour when Pope Adrian was to ride Did hold his stirrop on the neere wrong side For which his Holinesse in angry sort Disdainfully did checke the Emperour for 't When as the Pope doth ride in Cope of gold Kings like to foot-men must his bridle hold In pompe he must bee borne vpon mens shoulders With glorious shew amazing the beholders Whilst Kings and Princes must before him goe To vsher him in this vaine-glorious show This being true as no man can deny Those that will
the next By whom good Hezekiab was perplext But when blasphemous Pagans puft with pride Contemptuously the God of gods deside The Lord of Lorâ—s whom no pow'r can withstand Tooke his owne gracious glorious cause in hand He vs'd no humane Arme or speare or sword But with his All-commanding mighty Word One Angell sent to grisly Plutoes den A hundred eighty and fiue thousand men Then fiftly was Ierusalem subdude In Iudaes blood th' â—â—â—yrians hands imbrude Manasses godlesse Glory did expire All yeeld vnto th' insulting foes desire Vsurping Conquest all did seaze vpon The King in chaines-bound sent to Babylon Till he repenting to his God did call Who heard his cry and freed him out of thrall Then sixtly Pharaob-Necho Egypts King To great distresse all Iudaes Land did bring With fell confusion all the Kingdome fill'd And with a Dart good King Iosias kill'd The Shepheard for his wandring sheep was strook The godly Prince from godlesse people tooke So this iust zealous and religious Prince Whose like scarce euer Raign'd before or since Th' Almighty to himselfe did take agen As knowing him too good for such bad men Nabuchadnezer next made them obey When Zedekiah did the Scepter sway King Kingdome Peeres and people all o'rethrown All topsie-turuy spoyld and tumbled downe The curst Caldeans did the King surprize Then slew his Sons and next pluck'd out his eyes Then vnto Babylon he was conuayde In Chaines in Priso and in Darknesse layde Till death his Corps did from his soule deuide He liu'd a slaue and sadly gladly dyde The Citty and the Temple burnt and spoyld With all pollution euery place was soyld The holy vessels all away were borne The sacred Garments which the Priests had worne All these the Caldees voyde of all remorce Did cary vnto Babylon perforce Which seuenty yeeres in slauery and much woe They kept and would by no meanes let them goe Till Persian Cyrus did Earths glory gaine Who freed the Iewes and sent them home againe He rendred backe their vessels and their store And bad them build their Temple vp once more Which many yeeres in glorious state did stand Till Piolomy the King of Egypts band Surpriz'd the Iewes and made them all obey Assaulting them vpon the Sabbath day Next after that from Rome great Pompey came And Iudaes force by force perforce did tame Then did the Caesars beare the earthly sway The vniuersall world did them obey And after that the Romane pow'r did place The Idumean Herods gracelesse Grace Him they created Tetrarch demy King 'Gainst whom the Iewes did boldly spurne and â—ling For they had sworne that none but Dauids seed In the seat Royall euer should succeed But Sossius and King Herods Armies strength Did ouer-run them all in breadth and length By hostile Armes they did them all prouoke To beare the burthen of their awfull yoke And lastly when the Romanes ouer-run By valiant Titus old Vespasians sonne Then fell they to an vnrecouer'd wane They all in generall were or slaine or tane Then was the extirpation of them all Their iust worst last most fatall finall fall Thus mercy being mock'd pluckd iudgmeÌ„t down Gods fauour being scorn'd prouokes his frowne Aboue all Nations he did them respect Below all Nations he did them deiect Most vnto them his fauour was addicted Most vpon them his fury was inflicted Most neere most deare they were to him in loue And farthest off his wrath did them remoue He blest he curst he gaue and then he tooke As they his Word obeyde or else forsooke How oft Iebouab seem'd his sword to draw To make them feare his precepts and his Law How oft he raisd them when they hedlong fell How oft he pardond when they did rebell How long did Mercy shiue and Iustice winke When their foule crimes before Gods face did stinke How oft Repentance like a pleasing sauour Repurchasd Gods abused gracious fauour When he did blessings vpon blessings heape Then they ingratefull held them meane and cheape Their plenty made them too too much secure They their Creators yoke would not endure They gracelesse fell from goodnesse from grace And kick'd and spurn'd at Heau'ns most glorious face The Prophets and the Seers that were sent To warne them to amendment repent They ston'd they kill'd they scorn'd they heat they bound Their goodnesse to requite their spight did wound The Prophets came with loue and purchas'd hate They offred peace and were return'd debate They came to saue and were vniustly spill'd They brought them life and were vnkindly kill'd No better entertainment they afford Vnto the Legates of their louing Lord. Thus were the Lab'rers in GODS Vineyard vsde Thus was their loue their care their paines abusde Their toyles and trauailes had no more regard Bonds death and tortures was their best reward At last th' Almighty from his glorious seat Perceiu'd his seruants they so ill intreat No more would send a Prophet or a Seer But his owne Sonne which he esteem'd most deare He left his high Tribunall and downe came And for all Glory enterchang'd all shame All mortall miseries he vnderwent To cause his loued-louelesse Iewes repent By Signes by Wonders and by Miracles By Preaching Parables and Oracles He wrought sought their faithlesse faith to cure But euer they obdurate did endure Our blest Redeemer came vnto his owne And 'mongst them neither was receiu'd or knowne He whom of all they should haue welcom'd best They scorn'd and hated more then all the rest The GOD of principalities and pow'rs A Sea of endlesse boundlesse mercy showres Vpon the heads of these vnthankefull men Who pay loue hate and good with ill agen Their murdrous-minded-malice neuer lest Till they the Lord of life of life bereft No tongue or pen can speake or write the story Of the surpassing high immortall glory Which he in pitty and in loue forsooke When he on him our fraile weake nature tooke To saue Mans soule his most esteemed â—era And bring it to the new Ierusalem From Greatest great to least of least he fell For his belouee chosen Israel But they more mad then madnesse in behauiour Laid cursed hands vpon our blessed Sauiour They kill'd th'ternall Sonne and Heirs of Heau'n By whom and from whom all our liues are giu'n For which the great Almighty did refuse Disperse and quite forsake the saithlesse Iewes And in his Iustice great omnipotence He left them to a reprobated sence Thus sundry times these people fell and rose From weale to want from height of ioyes to woâ—â—â— As they their gracious GOD forsooke or tooke His mercy either tooke them or forsooke The swart Egyptians and the Isralites And raging Rezin King of Aramnes Then the Assyrians twice and then againe Th' Egyptians ouer-run them all amaine Then the Caldeans and once more there came Egyptian Ptolomy who them o'recame Then Pompey next King Herod last of all Vespasian was their vniuersall fall As in Assyria Monarchy began They lost it to the
griefe surpassing griefe To see her Sauiour captiu'd as a thiefe Her Loue beyond all loues her Lord her all Into the hands of sinfull slaues to fall If but a mother haue a wicked sonne That hath to all disordred orders runne As treasons rapes blasphomings murther theft And by the Law must be of life berest Yet though he suffer iustly by desert His suff'ring surely wounds his mothers heart Suppose a woman haue a vertuous childe Religious honest and by nature milde And he must be to execution brought For some great fault he neuer did nor thought And she behold him when to death hee 's put Then sure tormenting griefe her heart must cut These griefes are all as nothing vnto this Of this blest Mother of eternall blisse Her gracious Sonne that neuer did aâ—nisse His gracelesse seruant with a Iudas kisse Betraid him vnto misbeleening slaues Where he was led away with bils and staues To Annaâ— Caiphae Pilate and to those That to th' Immortall God were mortall foes Ah Iudas couldst thou make so base account Of Him whose worth doth heauen and earth surmount Didst thou esteeme of 30. paltry pence More then the life of the eternall Prince O monstrous blindnesse that for so small gaine Sold endlesse blisse to buy perpetuall paine Is' t possible damn'd auarice could compell Thee sell heau'ns Kingdome for the sinke of hell Our Father Adam vnto all our woes Did for an Apple blessed Eden lose And Esau borne a Lord yet like a slaue His birth-right for a messe of pottage gaue And poore Gehizi telling of a lye His couetousnesse gain'd his leprosie And though the text their deeds doe disallow Yet they made better matches farre then thou I doe not heere impute this deed of shame On Iudas because Iudas was his name For of that name there haue beene men of might Who the great battels of the Lord did fight And others more But sure this impure blot Stickes to him as hee 's nam'd Iskarriott For in an Anagram Iskarriott is By letters transposition traytor kis ISKARRIOTT Anagramms TRAITOR KIS. KIsse Traytor kisse with an intent to kill And cry all haile when thou dost meane all ill And for thy fault no more shall Iudas be A name of treason and foule infamie But all that fault I 'le on Iskarriott throw Because the Anagram explaines it so Iskarriott for a bribe and with a kisse Betraid his Master the blest King of Blisse And after but too late with conscience wounded Amaz'd and in his senses quite confounded With crying Woe woe woe oh woe on me I haue betraid my Master for a fee Oh I haue sinned sinned past compare And want of grace and faith pluckes on despaire Oh too-too late it is to call for grace What shall I doe where is some secret place That I might shield me from the wrath of God I haue deseru'd his euerlasting rod. Then farewell grace and faith and hope and loue You are the gifts of the great God aboue You onely on th'Elect attendants be Despaire hell horror terror is for me My hainous sinne is of such force and might 'T will empt th' Exchequer of Gods mercy quite And therefore for his mercy I le not call But to my iust deseru'd perdition fall I still most gracelesse haue all grace withstood And now I haue betraid the guiltlesse blood My Lord and Master I haue sold for pelfe This hauing said despayring hang'd himselfe There we leaue him and now must be exprest Something of her from vvhom I haue digrest The Virgins heart vvith thousand griefs vvas nipâ— To see her Sauiour flouted hated vvhipt Despightfulnesse beyond despight vvas vs'd And vvith abuse past all abuse abus'd His apprehension grieu'd her heart full sore His cruell scourges grieu'd her ten times more And wheÌ„ his blessed head with thorns was crown'd Then floods of griefe on griefe her soule did wouÌ„d But then redoubled was her griefe and feare When to his death his Crosse she saw him beare And lastly but alas not least nor last When he vpon the tree was nailed fast With bitter teares deep heart-wounding groues With sobs and sighs this Maiden-Mother moanes What tongue or pen can her great griefe vnfold When Christ said Woman now thy Sonne behold That voyce like Ice in Iune more cold and chill Did dangerously wound and almost kill Then as old Simeon prophesi'd before The sword of sorrow through her heart did gore And if 't were possible all womens woes One woman could within her brest inclose They were but puffes sparkes mole-hills drops of raine To whirl-winds meteors Kingdomes or the maine Vnto the woes griefes sorrowes sighs and teares Sobs gronings terrors and a world of feares Which did beset this Virgin on each side When as her Sonne her Lord and Sauiour dide Thus he to whom compar'd all things are drosse Humbled himselfe to death euen to the Crosse He that said Let there be and there was light He that made all things with his mighty might He by whom all things haue their life and breath He humbled himselfe vnto the death Vnto the death of the curst Crosse this he This he this He of hee 's did stoope for me For me this Wel-spring of my soules releefe Did suffer death on either hand a theefe The one of them had runne a theeuing race Rob'd God of Glory and himselfe of Grace He wanted liuely faith to apprehend To end his life for life that ne'r shall end With faithlesse doubts his minde is armed stiffe And doth reuile our Sauiour with an If. If that thou be the Sonne of God quoth he Come from the Crosse and saue thy selfe and me The other Theefe arm'd with a sauing faith Vnto his fellow turn'd and thus he saith Thou guilty wretch this man is free and cleare From any crime for which he suffers here We haue offended we haue iniur'd many But this man yet did neuer wrong to any We iustly are condemn'd he false accus'd He hath all wrong all right to vs is vs'd Hee 's innocent so are not thou and I We by the Law are iustly iudg'd to dye Thus the good Theefe euen at his latest cast Contrary to a Theefe spake truth at last And looking on our Sauiour faithfully Whilst Christ beheld him with a gracious eye These blest words were his prayers totall â—â—â— O Lord when thou shalt to thy Kingdome come Remember me Our Sauiour answer'd then A doctrine to confute despairing men Thou who by liuely faith laist hold on me This day in Paradise with me shalt be Thus as this theefes life was by theft supplide So now he stole heau'ns Kingdome when he dyde And I doe wish all Christians to agree Not t'liue as ill but dye as well as he Presumptuous sinnes are no way here excus'd For here but one was sau'd and one refus'd Despaire for sinnes hath here no rule or ground For as here 's one was lost so one was found To teach vs not to sinne with wilfull
to you Next to the Court in generall I am bound To you for many friendships I haue found There when my purse hath often wanted bait To fill or feed it I haue had receite So much for that I 'le now no more rehearse They shew their loues in prose my thankes in verse When death Mecanas did of life depriue Few of his Noble Tribe were left aliue This makes inuention to be meane and hard When Pride and Auarice doth kill reward And yet me thinkes it plainely doth appeare Mens writings are as good as e're they were Good lines are like a Banquet ill imployd Where too much feeding hath the stomack cloyd Good verses fall sometimes by course of fate Into their hands that are preiudicate And though the Writer n'er so well hath pend Yet they 'le find fault with what they cannot mend Thus many a learned well composed line Hath bin a Pearle that 's cast before a swine Or more familiarly to make compare Like Aqua vitae giuen vnto a Mare These fellowes glutted with variety Hold good lines in a loath'd saciety Whilst paltry Riming Libels Tigges and Iests Are to their appetites continuall feasts With which their fancies they doe feed and fill And take the Ill for good the Good for ill Whilst like to Mōkeyes scorning wholsome meate They greedily doe poysnous spiders eate So let them feed vntill their humours burst And thus much bold to tell them heere I durst That Poetry is now as good as euer If to bounty relieue her would endeuer Mens mindes are worse then they haue bin of yore Inuention's good now as it was before Let liberality awake and then Fach Poet in his hand will take a pen. And with rare lines inrich a world of paper Shall make Apollo and the Muses caper SVPERBIAE FLAGELLVM OR THE VVHIP OF PRIDE VVHen all things were as wrap'd in sable night And a If any man fetch his Story higher let him take my booke for nought Ebon darknes muffled vp the light When neither Sun or Moone nor Stars had shinde And when no fire no Water Earth or Wind No Haruest Autumne Winter when no Spring No Bird Beast Fish nor any creeping thing When there was neither Time nor place nor space And silence did the Chaos round imbrace Then did the Archwork master of this All Create this Massie Vniuersall Ball And with his mighty Word brought all to passe Saying but Let there be and done it was Let there be Day Night Water Earth Hearbs Trees Let there be Sunne Moone Stars Fish Fowle that flees Beasts of the Field he said but Let there be And all things were created as we see Thus euery sensible and senselesse thing The High-Creators Word to passe did bring And as in viewing all his workes he stood He saw that all things were exceeding good Thus hauing furnisht Seas and Earth and Skies Abundantly with all varieties Like a Magnificent and sumptuous Feast For th' entertainment of some welcome Guest When Beasts and Birds and euery liuing Creature And the Earths fruits did multiply by Nature Then did th' Eternall Trinity betake It selfe to Councell and said Let vs make Not Let there be as vnto all things else But LET VS MAKE MAN that the rest excels According TO OVR IMAGE LET VS MAKE MAN and then did th' Almightie Red Earth take With which he formed Adam euery limme And hauing made him breathed life in him Loe thus the first Man neuer was a Child No way with sinne originall defil'd But with high Supernat'rall Vnderstanding He ouer all the World had sole commanding Yet though to him the Regency was giuen As Earths Lieutenant to the God of Heauen Though he commanded all created things As Deputy vnder the King of Kings Though he I so highly here was dignifide To humble him not to be puff'd with Pride He could not brag or boast of high borne birth For he was formed out of slime and earth No beast fish worme fowle herbe weed stone or tree But are of a more ancient house then he For they were made before him which proues this That their Antiquity is more then his Thus both himselfe and his beloued Spouse Are by Creation of the younger house And whilst they liu'd in perfect Holinesse b Imperfect Holinesse and Righteousnesse Their richest Garments were bare Nakednesse True Innocency were their chiefest weeds For Righteousnesse no Masque or Visor needs The royal'st robes that our first Parents had Was a free Conscience with Vprightnesse clad They needed ne'r to shift the cloathes they wore Was Nakednesse and they desir'd no more Vntill at last that Hell-polluting sin With Disobedience soil'd their Soules within And hauing lost their holines Perfection They held their Nakednes an Imperfection Then being both asham'd they both did frame Garments as weedes of their deserued shame Thus when as sinne had brought Gods curse on man Then shame to make Apparell first began E're man had sin'd most plaine it doth appeare He neither did or needed Garments weare For his Apparell did at first beginne To be the Robes of penance for his sinne Thus all the brood of Adam and of Eue The true vse of Apparell may perceiue That they are Liueries Badges vnto all Of our sinnes and our Parents wofull fall Then more then mad these mad-brain'd people be Or else they see and will not seeme to see That these same Robes with Pride that makes them swell Are tokens that our best desert is hell a Comparison Much like vnto a Traytor to his King That would his Countrey to destruction bring Whose Treasons being prou'd apparantly He by the Law is iustly mg'd to dye And when he lookes for his deserued death A Pardon comes and giues him longer breath I thinke this man most madly would appeare That would a halter in a glory weare Because he with a halter merited Of life to be quite desinherited But if he should vainegloriously persist To make a Rope of silke or golden twist And weare 't as a more honourable show Of his Rebellion then course hempe or towe Might not men iustly say he were an Asse Triumphing that he once a Villaine was And that he wore a halter for the nonce In pride that he deserued hanging once Such with our heau'nly Father is the Case Of our first Parents and their sinfull Race Apparell is the miserable signe That we are Traytors to our Lord diuine And we like Rebels still most pride doe take In that which still most humble should vs make Apparell is the prison for our sinne Which most should shame yet most we Glory in Apparell is the sheete of shame as 't were Which for our penance on our backs we beare For man Apparell neuer did receiue Till he eternall Death deseru'd to haue And thus Apparell to our sense doth tell Our sinnes 'gainst Heau'n and our desert of Hell How vaine is it for man a clod of Earth To boast of his high progeny
his bones to grinde And all this carke and care and toile of his Most chiefly for this onely purpose is That his gay Land-lord may weare silke feather Whilst he poore drudge can scarce get frize or leather Because his Land-lady may dog the fashion Hee 's rack'd and tortur'd without all compassion Because his Land-lords Heyre may haue renowne Of Gentle though the Father be a Clowne Because his Landlords daughters deckt with pride With ill-got portions may be Lad side In briefe poore tenants pinch for clothes and food To dawb with pride their Landlords their brood The time hath bin and some aliue knowes when A Gentleman would keepe some twenty men Some thirty and some forty lesse or more As their Reuenews did supply their store And with their Charities did freely feed The Widow Fatherlesse and poore mans need But then did Pride keepe residence in Hell And was not come vpon the earth to dwell Then Loue and Charity were at the best Exprestâ—in Action not in words profest Then conscience did keepe men in much more aw Than the seuerest rigour of the Law And then did men feare God with true intent For 's Goodnesse not for feare of punishment But since the Leprosie of Pride hath spred The world all ouer from the foot to head Good bounteous house-keeping is quite destroyd And large reuenewes other wayes imployd Meanes that would foure men meate and meanes allow Are turnd to garters and to roses now That which kept twenty in the dayes of old By Satan is turn'd sattin silke and gold And one man now in garments he doth weare A thousand akers on his backe doth beare Whose ancestours in former times did giue Meanes for a hundred people well to liue Now all his shrunke in this vaine glorious age T' attire a coach a footman and a page To dice drinke drabs tobacco hanks hounds These are th' expence of many thousand pounds Whilst many thousands starue and daily perish For want of that which these things vs'd to cherrish There is another Pride which some professe Who pinch their bellies for their backs excesse For thogh their guts through waÌ„t of fodder clings That they will make sweet filthy fiddle strings Yet they will suffer their mawes pine and lacke To trap with rich caparisons the backe These people for their Pride doe Iustice still Vpon themselues although against their will They doe in their owne stomacks try examine And punish outward Pride with inward famine But sure the people can be good for nothing Whose reputation onely lyes in cloathing Because the hangman oft may execute A thiefe or traytor in a sattin sute And that sute which did from the gallowes drop May be againe hang'd in a Broakers shop And then againe hang'd and bought and worne And secondly perhaps to Tiburne borne And so at sundry times for sundry crimes The Hangman may fell one sute sixteene times And euery Rascall that the same did fit To be exceeding pockie proud of it And all this while if I be not mistooke It rests vnpaid for in the Mercers booke Thus many simple honest people haue Giu'n worship to a Broakers wardrobe slaue Thus Tiburne ornaments may be the chiefe To grace a graceles arrant whoore or thiefe A Seruing-man I in cast cloathes haue seene That did himselfe so strangely ouerweene That with himselfe he out of knowledge grewe And therefore all his old friends he misknewe Vntill at last his Glory did decrease His outside fac'd with tatters rags and greace Then did the changing time the youth transforme From Pride to be as lowly as a worme A many of these fellovves may be had That 's meeke or proud as clothes are good or bad I leaue true Noble Gentry all this while Out of the reach of my inuectiue stile T is fit that those of worthy race and place Should be distinguisht from the Vulgar base Particulars Ile not to question call My Satyre is 'gainst Pride in generall Soft Rayment is in Princes Courts allow'd Not that the wearers should thereof be proud For worth and wisedome knowes most certainely That Hell giues pride and Heau'n Humility And be their garments ne'r so rare or rich They neuer can make Pride their hearts bewitch Then if all sorts of men considred this Most vaine the pride of any rayment is For neither Sea land fish fowle worme or beast But man's beholding to the most and least The silly Sheepe puts off his coate each yeere And giues it to forgetfull man to weare The Oxe Calfe Goate and Deere doe not refuse To yeeld their skins to make him boots shooes And the poore silke-worme labours night and day T' adorne and granish man with rich array Therefore if men of this did rightly thinke Humility would grow and pride would shrinke Fowles of the ayre dee yeeld both fans plumes And a poore Ciuet-cat allowes perfumes The Earth is rip'd and bowel'd rent and torne For gold and siluer which by man is worne And sea and land are rak'd and search't sought For Iewels too farre fetcht and too deare bought Thus man's beholding still to make him trim Vnto all creatures and not they to him Nature without mans helpe doth them supply And man without their helpe would starue and dye If men I say these things considered well Pride then would soone be tumbled downe to hell Their golden suits that make them much renown'd Is but the guts and garbage of the ground Their Ciuet that affords such dainty sents Is but a poore Cats sweating Excrements Their rarest Iewels which most glister forth Are more for outward shew then inward worth They are high valu'd at all times and season But for what reason none can giue a reason The best of them like whoores hath euer bin Most faire without and full of bane within And let a great man weare a piece of glasse It for his sake will for a Diamond passe But let a man that 's of but meane degree Weare a faire Diamond yet it glasse must be This valuing of a Iewell is most fit It should not grace a man man should grace it A good man to his suite is a repute A knaues repute lyes onely in his sute And for a stone that but three drams hath weigh'd Of precious poyson hundreds haue bin paid And who can tell how many liues were lost In fetching home the Bables of such cost For many of them as are as dearely bought As if they from a The field of blood that the Iewes bought with thirty pieces of siluer which Iudos brought back againe after he betrayed Christ Maâ— 27 7. Acts 1.19 Acheldama were brought Yet some rush through fantastques pates to please Rocks sands change of aire rough winds seas Storms teÌ„pests gusts flawes pirates sword fire Death or else slauery neuer to retire And thus prides various humours to suâ—fice A number hazard these calamities When our owne Countrey doth afford vs heere Iewels more precious
feete And makes them his perfume alongst the streets A fourth hath got a powne'd Pommander box With woorme-wood iuice or sweating of a Fox Rue steep'd in vineger they hold it good To cheere the sences and preserue the blood Whilst Bellets Bonefire-like and faggots dry Are burnt i' th streetes the Aire to purifie Thou great Almightis giue them time and space And purifie them with thy heauenly Grace Make their repentance Incense whose sweet faure May mount vnto thy Throne and gaine thy fâ—ure Thus euery sence that should the heart delight Are Ministers and organs to affright The Citizens doe from the City runne The Countries feares the Citizens doe shunne Both feare the Plague but neither feares one iot The euill wayes which hath the plague begot This is the way this sickenes to preuent Feare to offend more then the punishment All trades are dead or almost out of breath But such as line by sickenesse or by death The Mercers Grocers Silk-men Goldsmiths Dâ—per Are out of Season like noone burning Tapers All functions faile almost through want of buyer And euery art and mysterie turne Dyers The very Water-men giue ouer plying Their rowing tade doth faile they fall to dring Some men there are that râ—â—e by others falls Propheticke Augurists in vrinals Those are right water-men and rowe so well They either land their fares in Heau'n or Hell I neuer knew them yet to make a stay And land at Purgatory by the way The Reason very plainely doth appeare Their patients feele their Pargatory here But this much Reader you must vnderstand They commonly are paid before they land Next vnto him th' Apothecarie thriues By Physicke bills and his preseruatiues Worme-eaten Sextons mighty gaines doe witine And natty Grane-makers great commings in And Cossin-makers are well paid their rent For many a woefull woodden tenement For which the Trunk-makers in Pauls Church-yard A large Reuenue this sad yeere haue shar'd Their liuing Customers for Trunkes were fled They now made chests or Cossins for the dead The Searchers of each corps good gainers be The Bearers haue a profitable fee And last the Dog-killers great gaines abounds For Brayning brawling currs and foisting hounds These are the grane trades that doe get and saue Whose grauity brings many to theit graue Thus grieued Lonaon sit'd with mones and grones Is like a Golgotha of dead mens bones The field where death his bloudy fray doth fight And kild a thousand in a day and night Faire houses that were latee exceeding deare At fifty or an hundred pounds a yeare The Landlords are so pittifull of late They le let them at a quarter of the rate So he that is a mightie moneyed man Let him but thither make what haste he can Let him disburse his gold and siluer heape And purchase London 't is exceeding cheape But if he tarrie but one three months more I hope 't will be as deare as 't was before A Country cottage that but lately went At foure markes or at three pounds yeerely rent A Citizen whose meere necessity Doth force him now into the Country fly Is glad to hire two Chambers of a Carter And pray pay with thankes fiue Pounds a quarter Then here 's the alteration of this yeare The Citties cheapenes makes the Country deare Besides another mischiefe is I see A man dares not besicke although he be Let him complaine but of the sioâ—c or gout The plague hath strooke him presently they doubt My selfe hath beene perplexed now and then With the wind Collick yeeres aboue thrice ten Wh'ch in the Country I drust not repeate Although my pangs gripes paines were great For to be sicke of any kind of griefe Would make a man worse welcome then a thiefe To be drunke sicke which or'st did credit winne Was fear'd infectious and held worse then sinne This made me and a many more beside Their griefes to smother and their paines to hide To tell a mery tale with Visage glad When as the Collick almost made me mad Thus meere dissembling many practis'd then And mid'st of paine seem'd pleasant amongst men For why the smallest sigh or grone or shrieke Would make a man his meat and lodging seeke This was the wretched Londoners hard case Most hardly welcome into any place Whil'st Country people where so'ere they went Would stop their Noses to auoid their sent When as the case did oft most plaine appeare 'T was onely they themselues that stunke with feare Nature was dead or from the Country runne A Father durst not entertaine his Sonne The Mother sees her Daughter and doth feare her Commands her on her blessing not come neere her Affinity nor any kinde of Kinne Or ancient friendship could true welcome winne The Children scarcely would their Parents know Or did if they but slender duty shew Thus feare made nature most vnnaturall Duty vndutifull or very small No friendship or else cold and miserable And generally all vncharitable Nor London Letters little better spod They would not be receiu'd much lesse be read But cast into the fire and burnt with speed As if they had bin Hereticks indeed And late I saw vpon a Sabbath day Some Citizens at Church prepar'd to pray But as they had bin excommunicate The good Church-wardeÌ„s thrust them out the gate Another Country vertue I 'le repeat The peoples charity was growne so great That whatsoeuer Londonor did dye In Church or Church-yard should not buried lye Thus were they scorn'd despised banished Excluded from the Church aliue and dead Aliue their bodies could no harbour haue And dead not be allow'd a Christian Graue Thus was the Countryes kindnesse cold and small No house no Church no Christian buriall Oh thou that on the winged windes dost sit And seest our misery remedy it Althogh we haue deseru'd thy vengeance hot Yet in thy jury Lord consume vs not But in thy mercies sheath thy slaying sword Deliuer vs according to thy word Shut vp thy Quiuer stay thy angry rod That all the world may know thou art our God Oh open wide the gate of thy compassion Assure our soules that thou art câ—â—r Saluation Then all our thoughts words works wee 'le frame To magnifie thy great and glorious Name The wayes of God are intricate no doubt Vnsearchable and passe mans finding out He at his pleasure worketh wond'rous things And in his hand doth hold the hearts of Kings And for the loue which to our King he beares By sickenes he our sinfull Country cleares That he may be a Patrone and a guide Vnto a people purg'd and purifi'd This by a president is manifest When famous late Elizabeth deceast Before our gracious Iames put on the Crowne Gods hand did cut superstuous branches downe Not that they then that were of life bereft Were greater sinners then the number left But that the Plague should then the Kingdome cleare The good to comfort and the bad to feare That as a good King God did vs assure So he
guiltlesse man that did no wrong Corrupted a chaste Mayd intic'd a Wife To folly and to loath her Husbands life If I had bin the meanes to worke all this Or ten times more such actions of amisse Yet doe I looke as white as Innocence And neuer blush at the most vile offence Nay more there 's none will for my faults refraine me But euery one will straitway entertaine me If treason through my meanes bee thought or wrought I neuer am vnto my triall brought For I haue had the triall touch before And am so knowne I shall be tride no more For though I be in ill chiefe formost Actor No man suspects me for a malefactor And if there be one man that will reueale me There are at least ten thousand will conceale me Indeed I was a Pagan * Siluer first sound amongst Pagans and Heathen borne at first And since in Christendome I haue beene nurst So they might haue me to encrease their pelfe Many are turn'd worse Pagans then my selfe For I no God or deity did know To whom I should my loue and seruice show But they forsake their God whom they know well And make a God of me and Infidell So though I be but of a Heathen state I am no base Apostate Reprobate Look on the hearbs the flowr's the fruits the trees Fowles of the ayre the painefull lab'ring Bees And aske their Owners why they breed and spring His answere is they must him money bring Note but the toyling Plow-man he is sowing He 's hedging ditching taking reaping mowing Goes to bed late and rises before day And all to haue my company hee 'll say For me with dagled Gownes and dirty ham'd The Hall at Westminster i th' Terme is cram'd Such writing running sweating interceding Remouing Causes Pleading Counterpleading Aske the cause why the answer true will be * All men labour for money but not with a like deuotion Their wrangling and their strife is all for me Looke in the Towne how folkes throng to fro So thicke one cannot for another goe And how the Shops with Wares are furnish'd out How euery one stares pryes and gapes about Demaund the reason all will answer make They watch waite cause they would money take I know not why my reputation 's such But still my credit hath beene wondrous much I am more willing taken now and then Then a seal'd Bond of any * Ready money is as good as any mans bond Aldermen For by long proofe the Prouerbe true doth say That ready money euer will away I am no worse then I haue beene of old When thrice my worth for me was bought sold For I could once haue paid a quarters rent For a small Garden and a Tenement And that for me of Barly Wheat or Rye Three times as much as now a man might buy The cause why now I not so much attaine Is that I am not lighter halfe a graine But that through greedinesse and hatefull pride I still am ill imployde and worse applide For though the world be in a totr'ring state * A Shilling is a constant Twelue-pence Yet am I constant alwayes at one rate Let house land cloathes food high or lower rise I am in value alwayes at one siâ—e Raise the price vp or let it fall downe lowe A shilling is but Twelue pence all men know I am the same I was 't is onely men Haue lost the consciences they harbour'd then I might as they might vse me be a blessing And they make me the cause of their transgressing Some to obtaine me into mischiefe runne And some to spend me haue destruction wonne * Here I spciâ—â— generally of money There 's many a Master where I vs'd to dwell That tooke delight with me to purchase hell And all the vicious wayes they ranne a side They made the Deuill and me their onely guide Perhaps their Fathers went to hell to haue me And their mad heires run the same way to leaue â—â— The whilst a haire-brain'd needy crue beset me And gallop to the Deu'll amaine to get me Thus vilely how to get and keepe and spend me Three quarters of the world doe still attend me I haue made Mariages in many a place Where hath bin neither beauty wit or grace All 's one for that I am of that high price I can make vice seeme vertue vertue vice I am of that great power and high command In ioyning house to house and land to land That where one hath a dwelling to abide One hundred knows not where their heads to hideâ— And as one may three hundred â—enants haue Fiue hundred know not where to haue a graue Far though from Earth man hath originall And to the Earth from whence he came dothfall Though he be Earth can claime nought but earth As the fraile portion due vnto his birth Yet many thousands that the earth doth breed Haue no place certaine where to lodge or feed In which respect mens pleasures are behinde The Birds and Beasts for they contentment finde With the prouision dame Nature giues Free wiout money euery Creature liues Their foode attire their Caues dens holes rests They haue and held as their owne interests â—nd man that hath a reasonable soule whose reason countermands each beast and fowle Within whose face a Maiestie is seated â—eyond all Creatures that were e're created Yet let him but want money and 't is plaine It 's th' onely briefe and abstract of disdaine â—espised scorn'd deiected and contemn'd â—nd roundâ—bout with miseries behem'd â—earch all the worlds Records from age to age And view Times variable Pilgrimage Note that though â—ortnue in her totr'ring guise Hath play'd at Foot-ball with great Monarchies Yet shall you finde how euer States haue varied How-euer things were carried or miscarried That money still bare the commanding sway To whom both right and wrong and all obey Should all the Witches in the whole world sit â—n Counsell and imploy their damned wit And haue the aydes of all the fiends of hell With many a mumbling Necromantick spell And all this toyle and paines of their should be To bring Pecunia into infamy To cast my Lady Argent in disgrace And make some other thing supply her place The fruits of all their labours they should finde Would be like throwing feathers 'gainst the winde For in mans heart 't is rooted with such loue That nothing else but Death can it remoue And many humane reasons doe approue it That aboue all things earthly he should loue it Do'st thou want honour money straite will buy it Although ten thousand needy Slaues enuie it Would'st thou an oâ—lice thy estate to reare Money will helpe thee to 't man neuer feare Do'st want wit how to guide and gouerne it If thou hast money thou canst want no wit Art thou a damned Matchiuillian Thy money makes thee held an honest man Hast thou a scuruy face take this of me If thou hast money 't
it is no doubt That ther 's but one way in and many out But to a Ioyle there 's many waies to win Ten thousand tricks and sleight to clap men in And ther 's but one way out as I doe know Which is by satisfying what we owe. Owest thou the Law thy life dispatch and pay And from the Prison thou art freed away Dost thou owe mony quickly pay thy seere And farewell goe thy wayes man there 's the doeâ— As men in all that 's ill are Satans Apes So sundry sinnes bring death in sundry shapes Life from the God of life which is but one To all degrees one way giues life alone And so our seuerall frailties seuerall waies Our wretched Carkasses in prison layes But there 's but one way out that e'r I saw Which is by satisfying of the law The faults we doe in spring-time of our youth In Summer of our man-hood gather growth Then Haruests middle age doth make them ripe Which winters old age doth in prison gripe And thus the very seasons of the yeare Fit emblemes of our thraldome doe appeare In London and within a mile I weene There are of Iayles or Prisons full eighteene And sixty Whipping-posts and Stocks and Cage Where sin with shame and sorrow hath due wagâ—â— For though the a The Tower Tower be a Castle Royall Yet ther 's a Prison in 't for men disloyall Though for defence a Campe may there be fitted Yet for offence men thither are committed It is a house of fame and there is in 't A Palace for a Prince a Royall Mint b Besides Poleaxes Patutants Halâ—â—â— Iauelins Bartleaxes Crosbowes liâ—â—â— Pikes Pistolâ—â—â—â—â—â—â— tronels Great Ordnance Powder Shot Match Bils Boâ—â—â—â— Shafts swords pikes laÌ„ces shouels mattocks cry Bright armor muskets ready still I say To arme one hundred thousand in a day And last it is a prison vnto those That doe their Soueraigne or his lawes oppose c The Gatehouse The Gatehouse for a prison was ordain'd When in this land the third king Edward reign'd Good lodging roâ—mes and diet it affoords But I had rather lye at home on boords Since Ricbandii reigne the first d The Fleet. the Fleet hath â—â—â—â— A Prison as vpon records is seene For lodgings and for bowling there 's large space But yet I haue no stomacke to the place e Nevâ—â—â— Ludgate Old Neugais I perceiue a theeuish den But yet ther 's lodging for good honest men When second Henry here the Scepter swaid Then the foundation of that gate was laid But sixty six yeeres ere our â—auiours birth By Lâ—nd was f Ludgate Ludgate founded from the earth No Iayle for theeues though some perhaps is bâ—â—â—â— That breake in policie may there be had The g Poultrey Counter Counter in the Powltery is so old That it in History is not enrold And h Woodstreet Woodstreet Counters age we may denice Since Anno fifteene hundred fifty fiue â—â—â— me the one 's too old and one's too new â—â—â— as they bake a Gods name let them brew â—â—â— vnto my memory comes next There idlenesse and lechery is vext â—â—â— is a royall house of state and port Which the eighth King Henry built and there kept Court â—â— Edward somewhat ere his timelesse fall â—â— it away to be an Hospitall Which vse the City puts it well vnto â—â—â— many pious deeds they there doe doo â—â— yet for Vagabonds and Runnagates â—â— Where 's and idle knaues and such like mates â—â—â— little better then a Iayle to those There they chop chalke for meat and drinke and blowes â—â— this house those that 'gainst their wils doe dwell â—â—â— Well a Bride perhaps but not Bridewell a Bridewell â— Iayles or Prisons are in Southwarke plac'd â—â—â— Countor once S. Margrets Church defac'd â—â— M 〈…〉 the Kings Bench and White Lyon b White Lyon King Bench Marshalsea â—â—â—â— Clinke There some like Tantalus or like lxion â—â— inching paine of hunger daily feele â—â— vp and downe with sickle fortunes wheele â—â— some doe willingly make there abode Because they cannot liue so well abroad â—â— ther 's the Clinke where handsome lodgings be â—â— good may it doe them all for me â—â— but the Thames vnto S. Katherins then â—â—â—is another c The hole as S. Katherines hole or den for men â—â—tere in d East â—â—â— prison East-Smithfield little better â—â— to hold a theefe or paltry debter Then neere three Cranes a Iayle for Hereticks â—â—s Familists and Schismaticks â—â—â—worths Iayle within White Chappell stands And â—â—â—y God blesse me from their hands â—â— eighteene Iayles so neere the Citty bounded â—â—â— founded and maintain'd by men confounded â—â— one means meat may be anothers bane â—â— Keepers full springs from the Prisners wane â— hath beene still the vse and euer will â—â— one mans welfare comes from others ill â—â— as I said mans selfe is cause of all â—â—â— miseries that to him can be fall â— but our corps how euery member lyes Their seuerall offices and faculties â— our own iudgement will informe vs than â—â—â— himselfe twixt a prison and a man â— as man hath his limbs and linaments â—â—â—wes muscles nerues and ligaments â— Panicles his Arteries his Veines â—â—â— his membrancs and his beating braines e New prison f The Lord Wentworths â—â—â—â—â— So hath a Iayle h Were it not for these a Iaile would haue neither life nor soule Writs Warrants Attachments Arestings Actions Hues Cries Appeáchments With Garnish Sharing fees and Habeas Corpus Which feede some Iaylors fatter than a Porpus And last for euerlasting Executions Vntill the prisoners bodies dissolutions And if a man be hurt in legge or arme Or head or heele 't is said the man hath harme If inward griefe doe pinch in any part The anguish is a terror to the heart And should a Iayle want these things nam'd before It quickly would be miserable poore Like men dismembred or of sense berest With scarcely any life or being left For in mans corps like prisners alwayes lies His vertues and his foule iniquities And which of these his fancie liketh best Shall still be kept in bondage or releast As Wisdome Bounty and Humilitie Despised in these dayes of vanitie Some keepe so close not suffering them to walke So much as in bare thoughts or deeds or talke Whilst Folly and close-fifted Niggardize With Barbarisme haue ease and liberties Faith Hope and Charitie are pent vp close And doubt despaire and cruelty let loose Lust reuels it rich clad in Robes of Pride Friendship and Loue are liberty denide Whereby the liberall Arts in number seuen Are of their liberall liberties bereauen The whilst the seuen delightfull deadly sinnes The game and glory of the whole world wins The Cardnall vertues as vnworthy prices Are made but vassals to all Carnall vices The Muses are mew'd vp with woes and wants Whilst fortune followes knaues and Ignorants And thus within mans little Common-weale
was buried at Winchester 115. Saint Edward 1043. 116. Harold the second 1066. SAint Edward from the Danes this Kingdom freedâ— And for he had no Heyre he heere decreed That William Duke of Normandy should be Next King but Harold seem â—â—â— to agree As soone as Edward was laid in his Toombe This hasty Harold mounted in his roome But William came from Normanay amaine By whom King Harold was vnking'd and slaine The end of the first part The second part William Conquerour An. Dom. 1066. VVHen Britains Romanes Saxons Danes had done The Normans fiftly Englandâ— glory wonâ— New Lords brought in new Lawes incontinent And all were Conquer'd but the County Kent King William after he had all surpriz'd Insulted domineer'd and tyranniz'd All Englishmen like slaues their doores must lock On paine of death each night at eight of clocke The English from all Officâ— were disgrac'd And in their places the proud French were plac'd â—â—ill beating down the right with wrong on wrong Disdaining men should speake the English tongue And so to bring our memory to naught The Grammar and the Lawes in French were taught King Swanus Sonnes with Danes a mighty band Arriu'd in Humber to inuade the Land Then Yorke was burnt the wealth away was borne And Danes on Composition home did turne A dearth in England was so great that heere Cats Dogs and mans flesh was our wofull cheere The Mercians and Northumbers they rebel'd Strong warres the Scott within our Country held The I le of Ely did the King surprize He caus'd the Rebels lose hands feet and eyes The Normans did rebell and were subdu'd Danes came and fled with all their multitude The Kings sonne Robert by the French Kings ayd Did diuers parts of Normandy inuade The Scots spoild England with all might and maine And Durbans Bishop in a broyle was slaine Heere euery Acre of mens Lands were measur'd And by a heauy taxe the King was treasur'd Slaine by a Deere the Kings sonne lost his life And Glassenbury Monkes were kill'd in strife The English Nobles almost were decay'd And euery place of rule the Normans swai'd And all mens goods and lands and coyn were rated Through England and vnto the King related The French mens pride did England ouerwhelme And grieuous tributes did oppresse the Realme Churches and Chappels were throwne down with speed â—o make New Forrest as the King decreed Who hauing rul'd in trouble toyle and care And tryannously pol'd this Kingdome bare Neere twenty one yeeres death was then his bane He lyes in Normandy enterr'd at Cane William Conquerour was crowned on Christmas-day 1067 the yeere then beginning on that day In the â—â—â—â— Forrest in Hampshire called New Forrest â—â—ere this King had defaced many Churches wherein the â—â—â— of God was called vpon and placed wild Beasts for His disportun the same Forrest two of his owne sonnes were â—â—â—â— Prince Robert killed by a Deere and William Rufus by a Knight shooting at a Deere William Rufus An. Dom. 1087. WIlliam the cruell Conquerours second Sonne With ease got what his Fathers paines had won Oppressed England he opprest and prest And great Exactions wrongfully did wrest For Symony and base corrupting gold The King most Churches and Church-liuings sold And more his Subiects vilely to abuse Against them he in armes did arme the Iewes And swore if they the victory did gaine That he their faithlesse faith would entertaine Vpon his eldest brother hee raysd warres His youngest brother troubled him with iarres At London such a furious winde did blow Which did sixe hundred houses ouerthrow The City Gloster was by Welshmen sack'd Northumberland was by King William wrack'd William de Oue and William de Aluery In cruell torments dyed at Salisbury Duke Robert laid all Normandy to gage Vnto the King warres with the Turkes to wage Westminster Hall was built the Danes came in And th' Orchades and the I le of Man did win But as the King was hunting in Hampshire Sir Walter Tâ—rrâ—ll shooting at a Deere The Arrow glauncing'gainst a Tree by chance Th' vnhappy King kild by the haâ—lesse Glaunce A Comers Cart to Winchester did bring The Corps where vnbemoand they laid the King Rufus In the 8. yeere of his reigne the Christian Army went to Ierusalem vnder the conduct of Godfry Duke of Bulleine in which warres serued Robert Duke of Normandy the Kings eldest brother who pawned his Dukedome for 16666. pounds weight of siluer In the 11. yeere the Lands of the late Earle Godwine sunk in the sea and are to this day called Godwine â—ands This King died the 2. of August 1100. He reigned 12. yeeres 11. Moneths and was buried at Winchester Henry the first An. Dom. 1100. THis Henry for his wisedome Beuclarke nam'd Th'vnlawfull Lawes and measures he reclaim'd The Norman Duke eld'st Brother to the King To claime the Crowne a mighty Hoast did bring Saint Bartholâ—mewes was founded and Saint Gyles And Henry stop'd Duke Roberts mouth with wiles Then peace was made but after warres did rise The King tooke's brother and put out his eyes Here Windsor Church and Castle were erected And Wales rebeld most sharpely was corrected All the King's Sonnes and eight score persons more Were drown'd by tempest neere the Norman shore Thus all his Ioy in Childrens losse bereft Saue onely Maud the Widdow Empresse left Whom Geffrey Anioy's Earle to wife did get From whom did spring the name Plantagenet The King proclaim'd his Daughter or her seede After his death should in the Realme succeede And after thirty fiue yeeres time was past King Henry by a surfet breath'd his last Much trouble in his dayes this Kingdome wearied He dyed and dead at Redding he lies buried Thus God that lifts the low casts downe the high Caus'd all the Conquerors sonnes vntimely dye Henry the â— He held the Crowne wrongfully from his elder brother Robert Duke of Normandy and ouercomming him in battell most vnnaturally put out his eâ—es he reigned 35. yeeres his braines eyes and bowels were buried at Roane in France and the rest of his body at Redding his Phisicion that opened his head was killed suddainely with the stench of his braiâ—er King Stephen An. Dom. 1135. STephen Earle of Bâ—loigâ— th' Earle of Bloyâ— his son From th' Empresse Mâ—nd this famous Kingdome won Domestike forraigne dangerous discords 'Twixt factions factions of the King and 's Lords Wars 'twixt the King and th' Empresse for the crown Both tasted Fortunes fauours and her frowne Now vp now downe like balles at Tennis tost Till Stephen gain'd the goale and th ' Empresse lost And after eighteene yeeres were come and gone The King not hauing any lawfull Sonne He dyed and chang'd his Kingdome his strength For a small Sepulcher of sixe foote length King Stephen He was noble valiant liberall and politique and almost in continuall trouble In the 1. yeere of his reigne a fire burnt all the streete from London-stone East to Pauls and West to Algate and within 2.
Sword and Flame â—â—d almost all that Kingdome ouer-run â—â—ll where I fought triumphantly I won â—hrough Blood and Death my glory I obtain'd â—â— in the end when all my Acts were done â—â— Sepulcher was all the game I gain'd For though great Kings contend for earthly sway Death binds them to the peace and parts the fray An. Dom. 1272. Nouember Wednesday Edward the first was 35 yeares old when he beganne to reigne but at the death of his Father he was in warres in the Holy Lâ—â—d against the Saracens So that he returned not home till the next yeere a â—time hee was crowned the 14 day of December in the second yeere of his reigne the â—â—â—â—minsâ—ty of â—â—â— Coroâ—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— performed by Robert Kâ—lwarby Arâ—â—â—â—â—â— of Canterbury at Westminster Thus King brought Wales wholy vnto subsection to the crowne of England he effect â—â—â—â— peace be caused all coâ—â—â—â—tred Iudges and Officers of Note to be must exemplertly pâ—â—nâ—â—ea with sines â—â— priâ—â—men and bantshment A Nauy of 60 English sâ—â—ps ouâ—â—â—ams and tooke 800 ships of France An. 1293. Sir William Wallace A Noble vaâ—â—â—ant Scoâ— aâ—d warrâ— vpon King Edward and in the seruice of his Countrey did much â—â—â—â—â—â— to England The King caâ—â—â— this Sonne Edward being an inâ—â—rt to be the first Prince of Wales that was of toâ— English blood Since when all the Kings of Englands elaest Sonnes are by right Princes of Wales 284 Iewes were executed for â—â—â—ptes of the Kings coyne An 1280. King Edward caused Bayâ—trds Castle to be buils in London now the mansion house of the Right Honourable Earle of Pembâ—â—â—â— In the 15 yeers of this kings reigne Wheate was sold for 3 d the Bâ—sheâ— and the next yeere being 1288 it was sold for 18 d the Bushâ—â— which in those dâ—â—ies was accouÌ„ted a great price but after as long as The King liued the price came to 5â— the Bashell King Edwards Armiâ—â—â—ew 70000 of the Scots in one day as the â—â—ttâ—k of Fauâ—â—rke Sir William Wallace was betrayed taken and brought out of Scotland and executed in Smithfield has head being set on London Bridge and his quarters sent into Scotland yes be is by â—â—â—â—â— men had in Honorable remembrance The warres â—â—â— so set in this Kings reigne betwixt him and the Scots that as â—enerall times there were more then 130000 men slaine on both parts yet amongst all our English Kings that past before him Edward was not inferiour today he was religious valiant victorious wise affable of a comely Maâ—estmall Aspect and proportion he had two wiues the first was Eleanor daughter to Ferdinand the third King of Castile the second was Margaret daughter to Philip surnamed Hardy King of France by them hee had 4 Sonnes and 10 Daughters bee reigned neere 35 yeeres and was burried at Westminster 1307. July 7. EDWARD THE II KING OF ENGLAND LORD OF IRELAND DVKE OF AQVITAINE c. SOone after was my fathers corps inter'd Whilst Fate and Fortune did on me attend And to the Royall Throne I was prefer'd With Aâ—e Ceaser euery knee did bend But all these fickle ioyes did fading end Peirce Gaueston to thee my loue combind My friendship to thee scarce left me a friend But made my Queene Peeres People all vnkind I tortur'd both in body and in mind Was vanquisht by the Scots at Bannocki Rourne And I enfor'cd b flight some safety find Yet taken by my Wife at my returne A red-hot Spit my Bowels through did gore Such misery no slaue endured more Anno Dom. 1307 Iuly 8. Edward the second surnamed Carnaruan â—… cause he was born at Carnaruan Castle is Wales was crowned at Westminster by the hands of William Bishop of Winchester deputy for Robert Archbishop of Canterbury then absent in exile â—â— 24 of February next following He was much â—â—â—â—cted to follow the aduice and counsell of light â—â—â—â— which caused the Nobility to rebel against him â—â—â— at the first he ouercame them and tooke Thomas Earle of Lancaster a Peers of the blood their chief Leader fate in iudgment himself on him at Pomfret where the Earle had iudgment giuen against him to be drawne for is Treason for his murder spoyle burning robberies to be hangd and for his shamefull flying away to be beheaded but because â—â—â— was of the Kings kindred he was only beheaded â—â—â— the last such of the Barons as had escap'd â—â—â— the Mortimers with the helpe of the Queene â—â—â— the yong Prince then come out of France newly tooke the King and imprisoned him neuer â—â—â— kingdome in more â—â—sery then this Kings â—â—â— for his immoderate loue to Peirce Gauâ—â—â—â— a meane Gentleman of France was the cause of the Kings and has owne destruction with the â—â—â— calamity of the â—â—â—â—â— kingdom This Gaueston â—â—â— banished hence by the Kings father was in â—â—â— times exil'd but at his third â—â—â—rne Guy â—â—â— Watwick took him in Warwick Castle â—â—â— his head to be snore off which so inraged the â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—ing King that bee vowed reuenge vpon all â—â—â— Lords others who were the causers of Gauestâ— death in the meane space Robert Bruce King Scots gaue King Edward a mighty ouerâ—â—â— place cal'd Bannocksbourne where the English â—â—â— their confederates Hollanders Brabanders â—â—â— landers Flemings Picards Gascognes â—â—â— mans Poloiners wer in number ooooo â—â—â— foot yet were discomfited with the losse of 5000 â—â—â— the King in great danger to be taken famine foul and pestilence at once afflicted England so that â—â—â— ple did eat one another halfe-aliue and the â—â—â— scarce able to bury the deed The King prepares for reuenge against his Lords for Gaueston â—â—â— Hugh Dispencer from meane estate to be â—â—â— Chamberlaine The King caused 2â— of his â—â—â— suffer death diuers â—â—â—â—â—â— He makes a second â—â—â— against Scotland â—â—â—â— againe with great â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— This was the miserable â—â—â— this King who was deposed the Spencers â—â—â— Edward reign'd 19 years 7 months and 17 days EDWARD THE IIJ KING OF ENGLAND And FRANCE LORD OF IRELAND IN Peace and War my Stars auspicious stood False Fortune stedfast held her wauering wheele I did reuenge my Fathers butcher'd blood I forced France my furious force to feele I warr'd on Scotland with triumphing Steele Afflicting them with slaughtering Sword and Fire That Kingdome then diuided needs must reele Betwixt the Bruces and the Balliols ire Thus daily still my glory mounted higher With black Prince Edward my victorious Sonne Vnto the top of honour wee alpire By manly Princely worthy actions done But all my Triumphs fortunes strength and force Age brought to death death turn'd to a Coarse Anno 1327 Ianuary 25 Saturday Edward the 3 being borne at Windsor being 15 yeers old was crowned by Walter Reignolds Arcbishop of Canterbury â— in his 2 yeere Edward his Father was murthred The Court in those daies was seldome without a vipeÌ„ for as Gaueston was the foreruÌ„ner of the Spencers in ambition rapine pride and confusion So the Spencers were the
this reading thou mayest be allur'd To turne thy tide of life another way And to amendment all thy thoughts incline And to thy rebell will no more obey But seeke by vertuouâ— actions to combine Fame to thy Friends and terror to thy foe And say 't was friendly counsell told thee so Satyre THis childish Anticke doating pie-bald world Through which y e Diuel all black sins hath hurld Hath beene so long by wickednesse prest downe From y e â—reeze Plow swaine to th' Imperiall crown We haue so long in vice accustom'd beene That nothing that is wicked lookes like sin The glistring Courtier in his gaudie tire Scornes with his heeles to know his russet Sire The petrifogging Lawyer crammes vp Crownes From hobnaild Boores sheep skin country clown The gaping greedie gâ—â—iping Vsurerâ— The Sonne of Hell and Sathans treasurer The base exâ—orting black sould bribing Broaker The Bane of Mankind and his Countries choaker The helhound whelpes the shoulder-clapping Seriant That cares not to vndoe the world for Argent The Post knight that will sweare away his soule Though for the same the Law his eares doe powle The smoakie black-lung pâ—fâ— Tobaccount Whose ioy doth in Tobacco sole consid The cholericke Gâ—â—l that 's â—angled with a Drab And in her quarrell will his Father stab The baudie drie boand â—â—cherous Baboone Would â—aine repent â—â—â—â—â—â— it is too soone The riming â—â—â—â—â—â— would be a Poet But that the â—â—â—â—â—â— not wit to shew it The wrinckled â—â—â— and dim'd vâ—â—â—melian whore That buyes and sels the poxe to â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— slore The greasie eauesdropping doâ—â—â—â—â—â— Pander That with a Punke to any man will wander The conveatching shister steales most briefe And when hee 's hang'd heel câ—ase to be a thiefe The drousie Drunkard will â—â—â— and â—â—â— Till like a hog he tumble in his drâ—â—stâ— Besides there 's diuers other Hell boâ—ne sinnes As some great men are wraâ—t in Mâ—sers skinâ—es For feare of whose dislike I â—â—â— old me still And not bumbast them with my Ganders quill Consider with thy selfe Good Reader then That here thou hu'st amongst those wicked men Who on this earthly stage together keepe Like Muggots in a Putrified sheepe Whose damned dealingâ— blacke confusion brings By the iust iudgement of the King O. Kings Pastorall Equiuokes or a Shepheards complaint I That haue trac'd the mountaines vp and downe And pip't and chanted Songs and pleasant layes The whil'st my flocks haue frisk't it on the downe Now blinded Loue my sportiue pleasure layes I that on greenie grasse could lay me downe And sleepe as soundly as on beds of downe I then was free from loues all wounding blow My Ewes and Lambs then merrily could fold I car'd not then which way the wind did blow Nor had I cause with griefe my armes to infold I fear'd not Winters frost nor Summers Sunne And then was I a happy mothers sonne I then could haunt the Market and the Fayre And in a trolicke humour leape and spring Till she whose beautie did surpasse all fayre Did with her frosty necenesse nip my Spring Then I alas alas vnhappy I Was made a captiue to her scornefull eye When loues fell shaft within my breast did light Then did my Cock horse pleasure all alight Lou's fierie flames Eclipsed all my light And she vnkinde weyd all my woes too light Oh then my merry dayes away did hie VVhen I so low did dore on one so hie Her beautie which did make Loues Queene a Crow Whose whiâ—e did shame the Lilly red the Rose When Phâ—bus messenger the Cocke did crow Each morne when from his Antipods he rose Despight of gates and barres and bolts and locks Hee 'd kisse her face and guild her golden locks Which makes my rest like those that restlesse be Like one that 's hard pursu'd and cannot flye Or like the busie buzzing humming Bee Or like the fruitlesse nought respected Flye That cuts the subtill ayre so swift and fast Till in the Spiders wâ—b hee 's tangled fast As blustring Borcas rends the loftie Pine So her vnkindnesse rends and reaues my heart I weepe I waile I sigh I groane I pine I inward bleed as doth the wounded Hart. She that alone should onely wish me well Hath drown'd my ioyes in Sorrowes ioylesse well The ruthlesse Tyger and the Sauage Beare All Beasts and Birds of prey that haunt the Wood In my laments doe seeme some part to beare But onely she whose feature makes me wood As barbing Autumne robs the trees of leaues Her storme like soorne me void of comfort leaues No castle Fort no Rampier or strong Hold But loue will enter without law or leaue Fot where affections force hath taken hold There lawlesse loue will such impression leaue That Gods nor men nor fire eath water winde From loues strait lawes can neither turne nor winde Then since my haplesse haps falls out so hard Since all the fates on me their anger powre Since my laments and moanes cannot be heard And she on me shews her commanding power What then remaines but I dissolue in teares Since her disdaines my heart in pieces teares Dye then sad heart in sorrowes prison pend Dye face that 's colour'd with a deadly dye Dye hand that in her praise hath Poems pend Heart Face and hand haplesse and helpelesse dye Thou Serieant Death that rests and tak'st no bale 'T is onely thou must ease my bitter bale This said he sigh'd and sell into a sound That all the Hils and Groues neighbouring Plains The Ecchoes of his groanings seem'd to sound With repercursion of his dying plaines And where in life he scorned councell graue Now in his death he rests him in his graue Epitaph HEere lies ingrau'd whose life fell death did sackâ— Who to his graue was brought vpon a Beere For whom let all men euer mourne in Sacke Or else remember him in Ale or Beere He who in life Loues blinded God did lead Now in his death lyes heere as cold as lead Sonnet In trust lyes Treason THe fowlest friends assume the fairest formes The fairest Fields doth feed the soulest road The Sea at calm'st most subiect is to stormes In choyfest fruit the cauker makes aboad So in the shape of all belieuing trust Lyes toad-inucnom'd-â—reason coached close Till like a storme his trothlesse thoughts out burst Who canker-like had laine in trusts repose For as the Fire within the Flint confinde In deepest Ocean still vnquencht remaines Euen so the false through truâ—st seeming minde Despight of truth the treason still retaines Yet maugre treason trust deserueth trust And trust suruiues when treason dyes accurst Death with the foure Elements Two infant-twinnes a Sister and a Brother When out of dores was gone their carefull Sire And left his babes in the keeping with their Mother Who merrily sate singing by the fire Who hauing fill'd a tub with water warme She bath'd her girle O ruthlesse tayle to tell The whilst she thought the other safe from harme Vnluckily into the fire