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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A02647	The most elegant and witty epigrams of Sir Iohn Harrington, Knight digested into foure bookes: three vvhereof neuer before published.	Harington, John, Sir, 1560-1612.	1618 (1618)	STC 12776; ESTC S103853	69,106	187

money Giues more then ten pence for an Alborne Coney 55 Of hearing Masse MEn talking as oft times it comes to passe How dangerous 't is now to heare a Masse A valiant Knight swore for a thousand pound He would not present at a Masse be found A Noble Lord stood by and hearing it Said Sir I then should much condemne your wit For were you found and follow'd ne're so nearely You gaine nine hundred pound vpward clearely 56 Of a Preacher that sings Placebo A Smooth-tong'd Preacher that did much affect To be reputed of the purest sect Vnto these times great praises did afford That brought he said the sunne-shine of the Word The sunne-shine of the Word this he extold The sunne-shine of the Word this still he told But I that well obseru'd what slender fruits Haue growne of all their preaching and disputes Pray God they bring vs not when all is done Out of Gods blessing into this warme sunne For sure as some of them haue vs'd the matter Their sunne-shine is but moone-shine in the water 57 Of the naked Image that was to stand in my Lo Chamberlaines Gallery ACtaeon guiltlesse vnawares espying Naked Diana bathing in her bowre Was plagu'd with horns his dogs did him deuoure Wherefore take heede ye that are curious prying With some such forked plague you be not smitten And in your foreheads your faults be written 58 Of the same to the Ladies HEr face vnmask't I saw her corps vnclad No vaile no couer her and me betweene No ornament was hid that beauty had I blusht that saw she blusht not th●t was seene With that I vow'd neuer to care a rush For such a beauty as doth neuer blush 59 Of Don Pedroe's threats DOn Pedro thinkes I scorne him in my Rime And vowes if he can proue I vse detraction Of the great scandall he will haue his action I that desir'd to cleere me of the crime When I was askt said No my Lord I haue not Then sweare said he Not so my Lord I cannot Since that I neuer heard newes of this action Wherefore I thinke he hath his satisfaction 60 Against brauery WHen Romane Mutius had in countrey quarrell The seruant killed to the Masters terror What time his eye deceiu'd with rich apparell Did cause his hand commit that happy error The King amaz'd at so rare resolution Both for his safety and his reputation Remou'd the fire and stay'd that execution And for his sake made peace with all his Nation Perhaps it is from hence the custome springs That oft in Court Kn●ues goe as well as Kings 61 Of Leda's vnkindnesse FAire Leda late to me is growne malicious At all my workes in prose or ●erse repining ●ecause my words she saith makes men suspitious ●hat she is to the Purit●nes inclining Leda what ere I said I did suspect Thou wert not pure enough in one respect 62 Of an Abbot that had beene a good f●llow AN Abbot that had led a wanton life And cited now by deaths sharpe Sumner sicknesse ●elt in his soule great agony and strife His sinnes appearing in most hideous likenesse The Monkes that saw their Abbot so dismaid ●nd knew no lesse his life had beene lasciuious ●et for his finall comfort thu● they said ●hinke not deare Sir we will be so obliuious ●ut that with fasting and with sacred ringing ●nd prayer we will for yo● such grace attaine ●hat after requie●● and some Di●ges singing ●ou shall be freed from Purgatories paine Ah thankes my sonnes said he but all my feare Is onely this that I shall ne'r● come there 63 Against Cinna a Brownist that saith he is sure to be saued IF thou remaine so sure of thine election As thou said'st Cinna when we last disputed That to thy soule no sinne can be imputed That thy strong Faith hath got so sure protection That all thy faults are free from all correction Heare then my counsell to thy state well suted It comes from one that beares thee kinde affection 'T is so infallible that no obiection There is by which it may be well confuted Leaue Cinna this base earth with sinne polluted And to be free from wicked mens subiection And that the Saints may be by thee saluted Forsake wife friends lands goods worldly pelfe And get a halter quickly and goe hang thy selfe 64 To Master Bastard a Minister that made a pleasant Booke of English Epigrams THough dusty wits of this vngratefull time Carpe at thy booke of Epigrams and scoffe it Yet wise men know to mix the sweet with profit Is worthy praise not onely void of crime Then let not enuy stop thy veine of Rime Nor let thy function make thee shamed of it A Poet is one step vnto a Prophet And such a step as 't is no shame to clime You must in Pulpit treat of matters serious As best beseeme● the person and the place There preach of Faith Repentance hope and grace Of Sacraments and such high things mysterious But they are too seuere and too imperious That vnto honest sports will grant no space For these our minds refresh when those weary vs And spurre out doubled spirit to swifter pace The wholesom'st meates that are will breed sacietie Except we should admit of some varietie ●n musike notes must be some high some base And this I note your Verses haue intendment Still kept within the lists of good sobrietie To worke in mens ill manners good amendment Wherefore if any thinke such verse vnseasonable Their Stoicke mindes are foes to good societie And men of reason may thinke them vnreasonable ●t is an act of vertue and of pietie To warne v● of our sinnes in any sort In prose in verse in earnest or in sport 65 Of a kinde vnkinde Husband A Rich old Lord did wed a rich yong Lady Of good complexion and of goodly stature And for he was of kinde and noble nature He lou'd to see her goe as braue as may be A pleasant Knight one day was so presumptuous To tell this Lord in way of plaine simplicitie 'T is you my Lord that haue this worlds felicitie To haue a Dame so yong so sweet so sumptuous Tush said the Lord but these same costly Gownes With Kirtle● C●rknets plague me in such sort That euery time I ●aste of Venus spor● I will be sworne cost me one hundred Crownes Now fie Sir said his wife where is your sence Though 't is too true yet say not so for shame For I would wish to cleere me of the blame That each time cost you but a hundred pence 66 Of Galla's goodly Petiwigge YOu see the goodly hayre that Galla weares 'T is certain her own hair who would haue 〈◊〉 She sweares it is her owne and true she sweares For hard by Temple-barre last day she bought it So faire a haire vpon so foule a forehead Augments disgrace and showes the grace is borrowed 67 Of Master Iohn Dauies Booke of Dancing To himselfe WHile you the Planets all doe

authors wiues Mother ●F I but speake words of a pleasing sound Yea though the same be but in sport and play ●ou bid me peace or else a thousand pound ●uch words shall worke out of my childrens way When you say thus I haue no word to say ●hus without Obligation I stand bound ●hus wealth makes you command hope me obay ●ut let me finde this true another day ●lse when your body shall be brought to ground Your soule to blessed Abrahams bosome I. May with good manners giue your soule the lye 2 Of the Bishopricke of Landaffe A Learned Prelate late dispos'd to laffe Hearing me name the Bishop of Landaffe You should say he aduising well hereon Call him Lord Aff for all the land is gone 3 Of Don Pedro's Dyet drinke DOn Pedro drinkes to no man at the boord Nor once a taste doth of his cup affoord Some thinke it pride in him but see their blindnesse I know therein his Lordship doth vs kindnesse 4 Of Leda and Balbus LEda was Balbus queane yet might shee haue denide it She weds him now what meanes hath Leda left to hide it 5 Of Cinna his Gossip cup. WHen I with thee Cinna doe dine or sup Thou still do'st offer me thy Gossips cup And though it sauour well and be well spiced Yet I to taste therof am not enticed Now sith you needs will haue me cause alledge While I straine curt'sie in that cup to pledge One said thou mad'st that cup so hote of spice That it had made thee now a widdower twice I will not say 't is so nor that I thinke it But good Sir pardon me I cannot drinke it 6 Of Leda's Religion MY louely Leda some at thee repining Askt me vnto what sect thou art inclining Which doubts shall I resolue among so many Whether to none to one to all to any Surely one should be deem'd a false accusant That would appeach Leda for a Recusant Her fault according to her former vsing Was noted more in taking then refusing For Lent or Fasts she hath no superstition For if she haue not chang'd her old condition Be it by night in bed in day in dish Flesh vnto her more welcome is then Fish Thou art no Protestant thy fals-hood saith Thou canst not hope to saue thy selfe by faith Well Leda yet to shew my good affection I le say thy sect is of a double section A Brownist louely browne thy face and brest The Families of Loue in all the rest 7 That fauorites helpe the Church OF late I wrote after my wanton fashion That fauourites consume the Churches rents But mou'd in conscience with retraction I le shew how sore that rashnes me repents For noting in my priuate obseruation What rents and schismes among vs dayly grow No hope appeares of reconciliation By helpe of such as can or such as know My Muse must sing although my soule laments That Fauorites increase the Churches rents 8 Of Cinna his courage PVre Cinna saith and proudly doth professe That if the quarrell he maintaines be good No man more valiant is to spend his bloud No man can dread of death of danger lesse But if the cause be bad he doth confesse His heart is cold and cowardly his moode Well Cinna yet this cannot be withstood Thou hast but euill lucke I shrewdly gesse That biding whereas brawles are bred most rife Thou neuer hadst good quarrell all thy life 9 Of a Lawyer that deseru'd his fee. SExtus retain'd a Sergeant at the Lawes With one good Fee in an ill-fauor'd cause The matter bad no Iudge nor Iury plyent The verdit clearely past against the Clyent With which he chaft and swore he was betray'd Because for him the Sergeant little said And of the Fee he would haue barr'd him halfe Whereat the Sergeant wroth said Dizzard Calfe Thou would'st if thou hadst wit or sence to see Confesse I had deseru'd a double Fee That stood and blushed there in thy behalfe 10 Of Don Pedro. A Slaue thou wert by birth of this I gather For euer more thou sai'st my Lord my Father 11 Against Lynus a writer I Heare that Lynus growes in wondrous choller Because I said he wrote but like a scholler If I haue said so Linus I must grant it What ere I speake thy scholler-ship concerning I neuer thought or meant that thou hast learning But that hereof may grow some more recitall I 'le teach thee how to make mee full requitall Say thou to breed me equall spight and choller Misacmos neuer writes but like a scholler 12 Of Don Pedros bonds DOn Pedro cares not in what bonds he enter Then I to trust Don Pedro soone will venter For no man can of bonds stand more secure Then he that meanes to keepe his paiment sure 13 Against Cayus that scorn'd his Metamorphosis LAst day thy Mistris Cayus being present One hapt to name to purpose not vnpleasant The Title of my mis-conceiued Booke At which you spit as though you could not brooke So grosse a Word but shall I tell the matter Why If one names a Iax your lips doe water There was the place of your first loue and meeting There first you gaue your Mistris such a greeting As bred her scorne your shame and others lafter And made her feele it twenty fortnights after Then thanke their wit that make the place so sweet That for your Hymen you thought place so meet But meet not Maids at Madam Cloacina Lest they cry nine moneths after Helpe Lucina 14 Against an Atheist THat heau'ns are voide that no gods there are Rich Paulus saith and all his proofe is this That while such blasphemies pronounce he dare He liueth here in ease and earthly blisse 15 Of Cosmus heyre WHen all men thought old Cosmus was a dying And had by Will giu'n thee much goods lands Oh how the little Cosmus fell a crying Oh how he beates his brests and wring his hands How feruently for Cosmus health he pray'd What worthy Almes he vow'd on that condition But when his pangs a little were allayd ●nd health seem'd hoped by the learn'd Physicion Then though his lips all loue and kindnesse vanted His heart did pray his prayer might not be granted 16 Of Faustus a stealer of Verses I Heard that Faustus oftentimes reherses To his chaste Mistris certaine of my Verses ●n which with vse so perfect he is growne ●hat she poore foole now thinkes they are his owne ● would esteeme it trust me grace not shame ●f Dauis or if Daniel did the same ●or would I thanke or would I quarrell pike ● when I list could doe to them the like ●ut who can wish a man a fowler spight ●hen haue a blinde man take away his light A begging Theefe is dangerous to my purse A baggage Poet to my Verse is worse 17 Misacmos of himselfe MVse you Misacmos failes in some endeuour Alas an honest man 's a Nouice euer Fie but a man 's disgrac'd noted a Nouice Yea