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death_n	die_v	sin_n	time_n	7,569	5	4.0564	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16756	Machiuells dogge	Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?; Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626? I would, and would not. aut	1617 (1617)	STC 3664.5; ESTC S109778	13,417	36

and the Commons wealth The vertuous honour and the gracious health Inuay against all vile iniquity But chide the sinner with no bitter checke But so perswade him with such piety That on the blocke hee may lay downe his necke And at the stroke of death such comfort finde As mercy giues to a repentant mind Come by the proude with Lucifers great fall And lay downe Dinah at the vnchast dore The irreligious with the life of Paul Who once conuerted neuer fell no more The painted face with wicked Iezabel And the rich Churle with Diues deepe in hell Come by the fine but fond conceited wit With Herods and in all his Eloquence And tell the franticke in a furious fit Of cursed Saul in his impatience With Ananiah touch ill conscience And bribing hands with 〈◊〉 thirty pence Come by the Iudge that giues Iniustice doome With Pilats feare of Cesar more then God And bid the Tyrant looke on Neroes toombe Whose flesh an earth with wormes doth make abode While deepe in hell his soule doth feele the smart Of a proud Tirants bloody wicked hart Tell them that murmure at heauens Maiesty Of Corah Dathan and Abirams death And finely touch the tongue of blasphemie With huge Goliah in his hellish breath And bid the murtherer looke on Abels blood When teares nor prayers Caine did any good And tell the powerfull in their highest places That mercy is the grace of maiesty And from the poore the proud that turne their faces Shall finde the fruits of their Impiety When deafened hellish eares and blinded eyes Will see no teares nor heare the damned cries Allure the world to charitable loue And shew the comfort of a christian peace And seeke the sweetnesse in the soule to proue How patience vertue makes all passions cease In humble faithfull carefull constant kinde Set downe the notes of a true noble mind Bid virgins follow all the Virgin Mary And men their Master Christ in all his merits And men and women all their selues so carry That they may shew true hearts and christian spirits In mildenesse meekenesse and loues lowlinesse Set dovvne the notes of natures happinesse Giue beauty warning of a wanton eye And riches warning of a wretched mind And Honour warning of Indignity And aged eyes from being Cupid blinde And power a warning of the fall of pride And pray the gracious may in grace abide And shew the curses threatned vpon sinne The blessings on obedience vnto grace And how the cursed here their hell beginne Whose teares nor prayers in mercy haue no place And how the blessed heere beginne to tast The ioyes of heauen that shall for euer last Wish euery King to haue King Dauids heart And euery Queene the Queen of Sheb●s wit And euery Councell Salomons best part Of vnderstanding for a kingdome sitte And euery Lady fayre Rebecca● face And euery Virgin the wise Virgins grace And euery Souldier Iosuahs true spirit And euery Scholer Aarons Eloquence And euery Miser wicked Di●●● merit And euery poore man Io●● true patience And euery Lawyer Moses h●●●nly mind And euery Marchant of Zac●●● kind Doe not with Esau him of or Venis●● And sell thy birthright for a messe of po●ge Lest Iacob steale away thy B●●●on When Isaac fals vpon the yeeres of ●otag● But be a Ioseph in the time of heed To good olde Iacob and his blessed seed Be Abraham in his sonnes sacrifice And follow Lo● in his loues h●●linesse Like Salomon be in thy iudgement wise And Ionathan in friendship faithfulnesse Like Henoch make thy ●o●● 〈◊〉 loue And with Eliah liue 〈…〉 Be both a Priest a Prophet and a King A Priest to make thy heart a Sacrifice A Prophet to declare the way to bring The blessed Spirit vnto Paradise A King to rule thy selfe with such direction Thy soule may keepe thy body in subiection Oh kill not Conscience with a cruell letter Yet let the Atheist haue but little hope And count the false Professor little be●●er That for dissembling doth deser●●● the rope For cleanely Cook●● doe more it is a ●●●th That filthy water makes 〈◊〉 ●o ●efo●●e b●●●●● And make no monster member of the Church Nor take ill counsell of Achitophel Nor let illusion giue thy soule the lurch To leade thy heart into the sinke of hell Teach humble loue hate all ambition● pride And shrowde thy vertues vnder Gra●s side And diet not with Holofor●es drinke But ioyne with Iudith in her ioyfull strength Let Dalila not make stout S●mpson winke Lest the Philistints fall on thee at length No Salomon be led by Phara●● ●●l●i●● ●est by the flesh the spirit be b●●●●lde Know what and when and where and how to speake Bee fearefull how thou doest thy God offend A vertuous vow take heede thou doest not breake And Mercies pleasure patiently a●en● Loue no man for his purse 〈◊〉 for his place But for his wit his vertue and his grace Be wisely carefull but not couetous For Conscience wo●●e will make a mortall wound And be deuout but not Idolatrous For that both soule and body will confound Be kindly louing 〈…〉 lecherous For that in nature is most impious To idle things accustome not thy thought And tremble at the word of Blasphemy With vaine perswasions 〈…〉 wrought And keepe thy tongue from 〈◊〉 Infamy Hold backe thy hand from all vnlawfull action And weane thy Spirit from vngodly faction Care not to reade except to understand And let thy learning teach thee how to liue With perfect care let euery course be scand And spare to spend that thou mayest haue to giue Thinke no man happy o● 〈…〉 Stage Where death and 〈…〉 make a marriage Prie not into the faults of priu●●● 〈◊〉 To lay them open to their ●●eed sh●●●● Nor strike a dash with a false deadly pe●●e To kill the credit of an honest na●e And for the simple vse no ●●btil●●ai●●● But pitty the afflicted in their paines Flatter not folly with ●n idle faith Nor let earth stand vpon her owne desart But shew what wisdome in the scripture saith The fruitfull hand doth show the ●●thful ●art Beleeue the Word and th●● to ●●nd thy will And teach obedience for a blessed 〈◊〉 Let not the beauteous nor the ri●h be proud Nor aged wanton nor the youthfull wilde For in the rules of Grace 〈◊〉 not allow'd And graceles h●●ts are all from heauen e●●ld Let valour nor be cruell wi●●● kinde Nor base conceits corrupt a no●le mind But do not raue nor raile 〈◊〉 sta●●●or stare As if thy care would go to ●●ffes with sinne But shew how mercy doth repentance spar● Whilest working faith doth heau'nly fa●our winne And Loues obedience to the 〈◊〉 d●●h pr●●e The chosen soule that God doth chiefly loue Chide ●inners as the Father doth his childe And keepe them in the awe of louing feare Make sinne most hatefull but in words be nice That humble patience may the better heare And wounded conscience may receyue reliefe When true repentance pleade● the sinners griefe Throw not the sinner headlong to damnation Nor fright the faithfull with a cursed feare But winne Repentance vnto Reformation And teach the Christian how his crosse to beare Giue comfort in thy Cares instruction To saue the faithfull from the soules destruction Heale the Infect of sinne with oyle of grace And wash the soule with true contritions teares And when Confession shewes her heauy case Deliuer faith from all Infernall feares That when high Iustice threat●●● sinne with death Mercy againe may giue Repentance breath Yet flatter not the fowle delight of sinne But make it loathsome in the eye of loue And seeke the heart with holy c●res to winne To worke the best way for the soules be ●●ue So teach so liue that both 〈…〉 deed The would 〈…〉 Time hath a course that Nature cannot stay For youth must die or come to doting age What is our life on earth but as a play Where many a part doth come vpon the Stage Rich poore wise fond fayre fowle and great and small And old and young death makes an end of all Where hee that makes his life a Comedy To laugh and sing and talke away the Time Shall finde it in the end a Tragedie When mournefull bells will make no merry chime When sad despayre shall feare infernall euill While Sinne and death are Agents for the Deuill Oh when the rich and greedy Miser dies While fearefull visions will his soule affright And keepe his heart in hellish miseries To looke vpon so many a fearefull sight When Pride oppression Auarice and Theft Of hope of mercy hath the foule bereft And when the Murtherer that delights in blood Shall feele his heart to haue a mortall wound And grieues to looke vpon ill gotten good While guilty conscience runnes his care a ground What will hee doe when truth his soule shall tell A tyrants blood shall make a broth in hell

Ruffe le ts fall vpon New Cut. New Cut indeede le ts see no iugling Cut But he that hits the game vpon the head May in his bagge the money closely put While other Gamsters may goe bare to bed But whatsoeuer Carde you play vpon Take heede of going out for then all 's gone So farewell New Cut and to bee you pleasde A prety game to get into the hole Loose a good Carde and by an Ace bee easde A lingring sport the last man winnes the gole A prety note for many an eye to make Wh● holdes out ●o● 〈…〉 But leauing Cardes lett 's goe to dice awhile To Passage Treitrippe Hazarde or Mumchaunce But subtill Mates vvill simple mindes beguile And blinde their eyes with many a blincking glaunce Oh cogges and stoppes and such like diuelish trickes Full many a purse of golde and siluer pickes And therefore first for hazard hee that list And passeth not puts many to a blancke And trippe without a Treye makes had I wist To sitte and mourne among the sleepers ranke And for Mum-chance how ere the chance doe fall You must be mum for feare of marring all But since I see that both at Cardes and Dice There is such cogging stopping cutting striking Where poore Repentance payes so deare a prize For want of wit in idle wantons liking I care not if I quite giue ouer play And ●et my wits to worke some other way Then let vs goe to gardning planting sowing And turning vp of pasture grounds for graine But in sowle weather hearbes may haue ill growing And in fat groundes ill weedes grow vp amaine ●nd many a time doth many a poore man furde ●●eld of corne all blasted with a ●in●● Then leaue the Plough and take the Merchants trade And set our fortunes vpon ebbes and floods Alas a poore colde reckening will bee made When Seas or Pirats swallow vp the goods And hee that sets his state vpon a winde May looke before and see his haps behind What shall we then be Lawyers out alas It is a fearefull clogge of conscience To see a poore man from his right to passe When in the proofe of truthes experience A quitidy a quirke a word a point May put a long ioyed title out of ioynt Shall wee be Souldiers then but to what end Vnchristian comfort is the fruit of blood Better keepe inward with a faithfull friend Then purchase foes for any priuate good And better pray that quarrels all may cease And say God saue the holders vp of peace What shall wee then be Gallants and go gaye L●ue easily feede and sit and sleepe or talke Or study how to throw our wealth away Or with a wanton make an idle walke No thinke vpon the Prouerbe often tolde A carelesse 〈…〉 What shall wee then be Scholars plie our bookes Alas poore learning hath but little Grace And wee that want the golde and siluer hookes Shall hardly hit vpon a happy place Yet let vs loue all holy heauenly lines And wish them honour that are true Diuines What shall wee then be men of Art and Skill And by our Phisicke to preferments clime No a mistaken or distempered pill May bring a man to death before his time Yet let vs loue all Noble Studients That cure but doe not kill their Patients What shall wee then goe learne to play and sing And study Musicke in a merty Note No heauy straines doe come from that hearts string That makes a liuing of a Liuery coat Yet let vs loue those Angelike sweet voyces Whose siluer soundes the sorry heart reioyces What shall wee then become close Alkemists And study the Philosophers faire stone Oh no I see a sight of had I wists Doe weepe for siluer when their gold is gone ●●ope Noddy neuer was there such an other 〈◊〉 make a Cosen of a simple brother What shall we then doe somewhat must bee done Of Idlenesse comes nought but Ignorance The Ditchers daughters and the Hedgers sonne Must make no marriage at a Morris daunce But if that shee can sowe and he can reape The Ric may hap to make a prety heape But to the purpose What shall we goe doe Make loue and learne to tell a lye by Art Oh no it is an idle thing to wooe And on an eye to throw away a hart It shewes the braine lyes ill within the head That workes all day to bring a foole to bed Yet let vs thinke on something for our good The world protesteth against Idlenesse The Cuckowe findes a meanes to hatch her broode Although shee cheate the Sparrowes simplenesse But since that Nature so her course hath runne It is no matter it must needes be done By laughing now there is but little got Iesters and Iuglers may goe walke the Fayre Beggers are lookt at as men knew them not The yonger brother seldome prooues the heyre And yet sometimes it doth vnhapply hit The heyre a foole the yonger hath the wit What shall wee then turne fooles when all is done Laugh weare long coates and sing and eate far meate Follow my Master dandle his young sonne And tell my Mistresse who the foole did beate That shee may chide her wenches euery one For medling with her foole when shee was gone Or shall we turne braue Pirats scoure the Seas And robbe and kill and drowne or hang at last Oh no that course doth not mine humour please Of all conceites I like no halter cast For in the end this fortune followes them The Sea the Gallowes or hell swallowes them What shall wee then doe speake once like a Dogge Shall wee turne Poets proue Satiricall And call an Asse an Asse a Hogge a Hogge Say holla horse and to a Iade ho Ball Be libell knaues and fooles vnto their faces Oh no I loue no pleading in such cases What shall we then turne Brokers Vsurers And strippe the needy to their naked skinnes Or secret B●ibers or Extortioners Oh no God blesse vs from such diuelish sinnes What shall wee then bee Colliers digge for Coles Oh no great dangers are in durty holes What shall wee then doe vve must not bee idle Goe teach a Spaniell how to fetch a Ducke Or how to ride a Colte without a bridle Or a young Nurse to giue a Baby sucke Oh no these are but idle toyes and trifles And there is nothing to be got with Nifles Write Epitaphes vpon the death of dogges And say here lyes a good olde sucking Curre Cut rusty faces out of rotten logges And of an Owles skinne make an Ape a furre Or teach a Birde to whistle in a Cage Or beare a Bride Cuppe at a marriage Or sing new Ballads or make country games Or set vp sights were neuer seene before Make Epigrams or Anagrams of names Or learne the healing of a festred sore Learne any practise that may gather pelfe But if thou loue me doe not hang thy selfe Bring vp a Cat to hunt a Mouse drie foote Or teach a Squirrell how to clime a reede A Skarre crow