compasse of the Laws Of GOD a Good Man is th' Idea and A Lord ore all Hee create to Command To worship Him and serue Him holy made Tho from Sinceritie to Sinne hee slade With Reason borne to know Things Naturall Inspir'de by Grace for Metaphysicall Hee hath a Face that vp to Heaven doth bende A Soule to Sense that all the Life doth lende And to the Worlde is a Stranger given While of his Sprite the Home is onlie Heaven His Life a Time of Toyle is strangely strest His Death againe the Walke and Way to Rest. His Studie is into the Word of Trouth Which carefullie hee keepeth in his Mouth And in his Life to practise it doth proue For his Delight is in the Law of Loue. Hee doth provide bot for Necessitie And casts his Care in th' vse of Charitie Hee doth converse with divine Prophets more Than worldly Profits to increase his Store In the Law of the LORD is all his pleasure And in His Knowledge all his Wealth and Treasure His Bosome thus the best of Wit inclouds And thus hee 's rich into the best of Goods Heaven of his Eye it is th'Extent and Scope And Life through CHRIST there-in his highest Hope Humilitie the Scale it is where-by Hee having Pride deprest doth mount on hy His Patience is Procurer of his Peace That guyded is with Vertue Wit and Grace Hee is the Seede of Loue and by th' effect Of Grace hee 's Heire of Heaven and Life Elect. For all that hee doth care for craue and claime Is for that Heavenlie High IERVSALEM A bad Man or Atheist 27. WIth GOD with Man the World himselfe at Warre And what not all hee to Damnation dare In Nature like a Dog in Wit an Asse And Beast-like hee doth in his Passion passe Into his Actions which are alwayes evill Hee is a Corporall Incarnate Devill Hee maketh Sinne a Mocke the BYBLE a Bable GODS Grace an Humour and His Trueth a Fable And calles it Cowardice for to keepe Peace For troubled Tymes hee holds his Happinesse His Castle hee doth call his Sword and Pride The Horse where-on this Hell-hound haunts to ryde His Purchase Pyckrie is his Language Lyes His Longing Lust his Puncke his Paradise And with a Whore and a polluted Punke His Glorie is to bee debosht and drunke Hee is the Patron of Impietie And deadly Danger of Societie Hee Vertue loathes and loveth Vanitie And is the Horrour of Humanitie In Bawdrie and in Barratrie h'abounds Till Bodie Soule and Fame hee all confounds Hee boasts the Good and hee vpbraids them broadly And spights at all the Gracious and Godly His Paunch is his Prince the Taverne his Towre Mahound his Master his Mistres a Whore Oathes are his Graces and Woundes are his Badges Rebell and Rogue and Picke-purse his Pages Hee knowes not GOD nor goes where Grace doth dwell Bot walks through the World like a Devill to Hell Hee Treachrous is and a Truethlesse Detractor The Fellon the Foole the Fiends Benefactor Vntymely Begotten and backwardly borne Vnworthilie waxes and liveth forlorne A Monster to Men a Foole to the Wise In doubting Despare and damned hee dyes A wise Man 28. IS Like vnto a Clocke that nev'r doth chyme Bot at the Houre and striketh still in Tyme Or as a Dyall just set with the Sunne Or Glasse that well doth keepe and restlesse runnâ—… So will hee never ware a Word bot whan To speake pertains vnto a Prudent Man Hee measures Time and all in Season does Hee tempreth Nature and doth Reason vse Sense hee commands and Will hee keepeth vnder And all with Knowledge hee doth pose and ponder None can his Eares with Charmes blow vp and batter For fast They are when Parasites doe flatter Closse is his Mouth vnto detracting Tongues And no false Imputations hee impungs An humble Heart an open Hand and free Hee hath to Want and vnto Pietie To Observation aye his Labours tende And wise Experience is his Ayme and Ende To Contemplation and to meditate His Thoughts are oft devote and dedicate The Divine VVord made Man his VVill his Law Is all that hee doth call for cares to knaw Swolne Pride hee knowes noâ—… of Prosperitie Nor yet the Misâ—…rie of Adversitie Bot takes the one as if the Day or Light And th' other as the Darknesse and the Night Hee knowes not Fortune and no Fate hee feares Bot builds and all on Providence hee reares And through the hope of Fayth that Grace hath given Hee reaches high and doth lay hold on Heaven His Workes are good and Godly as his Mynde His Words and Thoughts to Honour all inclynde For hee in Loue th ' Elect is of the LORD A Master to the Worlde that cares not for 't And tho heere borne a Stranger bot on Earth In Heav'n a Burger by a second Birth A Foole. 29. A Foole hee is the'Abortiue Birth of Wit And the vnfashiond Embrio of it Where Nature had more Power than Reason Vse The Fruit of Imperfection to produce His Actions all are almost all Extreames Of Meanes nor Endes hee never doubts nor dreames Nature taught Fooles to Eate to Worke and Sleepe Tho they there-in no Time nor Measure keepe Fooles haue no feare of GOD respect to Men And voyde of Reason they no Duetie ken Bot as their Passion and their braine-sicke Wits Transport them they doe play their foolish Fits His Exercise it is foure folde alway H'eats drinks and sleepes or then is laughing aye Fyue thinges doe humor him and much doe moue And not bot these can hee thinke of nor loue And what are they a Bauble a Bell and bot A pupped Pudding or a pyed Coat His Wordes want Wit and Reasonlesse his Will For it resolv'd doth neither good nor ill Hee Wisdome and Instruction doth despise Since hee can nought or hee will not bee wyse His Front his Index is and doth expresse His Mindes distemprature and giddinesse His foolish Fits neyther the Bad doe please Nor can the Good bee seene content with these Hee out of Measure is in Motion ever And bot when hee doth sleepe hee resteth never Hee is vnhappily begotten and borne Tho not his fault Reason and Wisdomes Scorne A Shame to 's Syre a Blott vnto his Brother A Curse to 's Kin a Mischiefe to his Mother Hee liues a Beast and doth no better die But Wit and Reason Natures Infamie A plaine honest Man 30. LIke IACOB is and dwelleth into Tents Not full of Congiâ—…s and Court Complements Bot hee is faithfull efauld free and plaine And so but change immobile doth remaine Like to a Coat that is so well prepar'd To fit the Wearer plaine but Welt or Gard. When as the Stuffe where-of the same is made Nor is the forme in more request is had So th' honest Heart but Fraude that breedes Offence The Credit keeps of a good Conscience Fred from infernall Brands of Infamie From Scandall and deserved Obloquie His works are vert'ous and his Words are Trueth
CHARACTERS And ESSAYES By Alexander Garden ABERDENE Printed by Edward Raban Printer to the Citie and both Colledges 1625. TO THE TRVELY HONORED and worthily worshipfull SIR ALEXANDER GORDON Knight-Baronet of Clunie c. WHen these CHARACTERS curt and short ESSAYES Right Worshipfull vnworthie of Your view At some successiue Hours on ydle dayes My Pen for Pinsell Coale for Colours drew I stood and studi'd whose praeponed Name Should dye in Graine and Luster lend to Them My Wits conven'd and in my Braine combynd The free and friendlie Favours that I fand With th'ever-courteous Countenance and kynd That I haue alwayes at Your Honours Hand Advise mee onlie that Your Worship shall Giue Luster Life Dye and adorne Them all Deigne then t' accept Them with that wonted Grace Smoothe Front and Face that I did ever find Which perfectlie doth point out and expresse The Gen'rose Sprite the wise and worthie Mind Which doth before the Worke and Work-mans Skill In given-Gifts regard the Givers Will. Your Worships ever Devoted ALEXANDER GARDEN TO THE READER ENâ—… I and tenderlie entreat If you haue teasure and th'Effayres not great To take some tyme and to survey this Table VVhich well perused shall prooue profitable VVhere thou thy selfe in some of these shalt see Portrayd if eyther Good or Bad thoâ—… bee If good insist and make a Progresse still And if perverse pray and repent thine ill But I would wish that thou thy selse find foorth Amongst the best and worthie for thy worth Disdaine not then nor loathe thou for to looke Vpon the Tenor of this tabled Booke Nor scorne thy Misses mongst these Maps to marke Albeit they bee not cut in curious VVorke As these Apelleâ—… â—…o â—…he Lyfe had limm'd Or Hondius hand had them attyrd and trimm'd Yet sagely searched thou in These shalt see The not to please yet what may profit thee Even as justly you merit So AL GARDEN inherit CHARACTERS AND ESSAYES A worthie King A Worthie King of GOD OMNIPOTENT Is in the Nature of Governament The verie Figure and the Image Then Hee is the Chiefe and Quintescence of Men. The Champion of the Church next GOD is Hee And the Protector of the Policie The Lator of the Lawes and of the same The strength and force of those that hee doth frame The Sword of Iustice is the King to kill And Mercies Scepter too when ere Hee will The Glasse of Grace the eye of Honour and The Blessing of the LORD vnto his Land Lyfe vnto Loyaltie to Treason Terrour To Reason Rule and Arbiter to Errour His power Soveraigne is and his Command Most absolute and vncontroll'd must stand His frowne is Death keene as a killing Knife And in the favour of his looke is Life Hee is a Pilote and His Bounds the Barge And all His Subjects therein are His Charge Their Peace His Pleasure Qâ—…etnesse his Care And their kinde loue doth his content declare Hee hath no Paralele since in degree None is nor with Him in aequalitie His Royall Crownes praeâ—…ogatiue â—…one ever Can from his sole Sov'raâ—…gnitie dissever Hee is th' Anointed of the Lord and such None should therefore presume â—…t attempt to touch Hee of a Bodie is the heâ—…d heerefore As sacred should vnwrong'd reigne evermore Hee is the Scourge of Sinne the Rod of Vice And rateth Vertue at the highest price God His Vice-Roy Hee 's o're His people Supreme And vnder him whole Governour to them His Safetie must bee all his Counsels Care His Health and Honour all His Peoples Prayer His Pleasure must bee pleasant to his Peeres And His Content His Kingdomes glads and Cheares His Presence must with Reverence be respected His Person strongl ' attended and protected His Court must bee adorned and decor'd And still His State must b'intertain'd and stor'd None must presumpt'ouslie pry in nor peaâ—…so Into His Bosome nor his Secrets Search His Will none should with-stand nor it retard When hee directs but do 't with great regard Since hee 's tho not a God more than a Man And next to God for to bee honour'd than A Wall of Iasper and an House of Golde Hee is that doth an Heavenlie Treasure holde Whose strong foundations are of precious Stone That Gates and entresse bot of Pearle haue none And all is precious passing ev'rie Thing Into a Godlie Wise and Worthie KING An vnworthie King 2. A Wicked vitious and vnworthie King Th' Vsurper is of Power in governing Where Tyr noâ—…s rule into Authoritie Losseth the Glorie of true Majestie While dread and feare of Terrour frighteth hence In subjects hearts Loue from Obedience For when the Lyon Wolfe lyke liues the Lambe Murdred but mercie dyeth with the dambe Hee is a piece of too much pow'r and worth To ryot and to lavish Furie foorth Hee is the scourge of sinne altho the same Shall bee for sinne cast in the fierie Flame Hee th' Actor is clad with the Cloake of Law That all good Acts and Order doth orethraw Hee Fautor is and Father of th' offence Whereat hee winkes or doth therewith dispence His Reason in the acting of his furie Hee in the Bellie of his Will doth burie And in his Temper best and calmest Case Hee 's desperate and in a doubt of Grace His People and Kingdomes hee destroyes and wastes And all but Care to Ruine helpes and hastes Himselfe a Prey to 's Followers and Foes Hee makes and all in ende to Ruine goes Himselfes a â—…ortor to his loathsome lyfe And feares each keepes to cut his Throat a Knife Hee scorneth GOD and is to Him a Traytor And makes a God and Idole bot of Nature Hee vseth Reason bot to ruine Sense And speaketh faire vpon a foule pretence His Will his Wit it violenâ—…lie carries While Death and Wrong together mixt it marries And jugulates â—…ot with Injustice hand To bib their Blood the best Men of the Land Vnlimitable his Lust is and desires And to worke Tragicke Vengeance never tyres Inevitable is his Envie and Spight Hatcht in his hollow Heart both Day and Night That should bee best of Men the worst of Things Are tyrannous and cruell bloodie Kings His Blood-swolne Eyes Darts ire his banefull breath Breathes with the Basiliske vntimous death The hand of him is the vnrighteous Rod That smites the Godly in the spight of GOD. The Tyrants heart it is a Court of evill The dwelling and Divano of the Devill His feete as th' Eagle flies and spurs the post To execute his mall inventions most His Heaven his Pleasure is his God his Gold His face affâ—…ights and 's horrid to beholde The exercise that hee delighteth in It only is Iniquitie and Sinne. His words are wicked and vncomfortable And all his Actions are intollerable In summe hee hatefull â—…s and inhumane The Curse of Crowns of Royall State the Staine The Clogg of Court and all the Counsels Crosse. A publicke Plague and all the Kingdomes losse A worthie Queene 3. A Godly Queene a Gift is good and great
His Progresse plaine and all his Practize Rueth His Life is Labour past with Patience His Rest is Death and his Sprites Passage hence His Travell is from Infancie to Age A painfull Passage and a Pilgrimage His Wayes yet plainnesse and his Pleasure Peace His whole delight is loue his Glorie grace His Crdit is his Coyne Reason his Square Content his Kingdome Conscience his Care His Carr'age courtous is and no waies vaine His Heart is humble holie and humane Hee 〈◊〉 is Churlish ever Charitable In Talking and Discourses delectable Hee ever was and ever will bee found Amongst rich Iemms the rightest Diamond A Phenix amongst Fowles yea hee is borne Mongst Men a Sainct mongst Beasts an Vnicorne A Knaue 31. THe Worst of Wit and the Scorne of Reason Begot but Grace and syne borne out of Season Hee is the Shame of good Societie And Promptuarie of Impietie Hee doth dishonour all the humane Race And is past helpe of GOD past Hope of Grace Hee corrupts Age and hee infecteth Youth Hee hateth Wisdome and detracts the Trueth His Words are false his Oathes proue perjuries His Studies Trickes his Practise Villanies His Wealth for Wit and Honour hee doth holde â—…or Glorie Gaine and for his God his Gold To Trust a Traytor t'Amitie a Thiefe Prompe in the Plots and Practise of Mischiefe A Friend to none or found to few is hee And yet hee is aye his owne Enemie An Vnthrift since his Breathing first and Birth Abhorr'd in Heav'n vnhallowed on the Earth His Heart of Poyson is a Pond that springs His Tongue deceitfull and lyke Dragons Stings And lyke a Limbecke is his fleeting Braine That doth distill Inventions vilde and vaine Hee loues no Lawes nor counts of their Commands For Hell Mahound and hee hath shaken Hands And as hee VVolfe-lyke liues false like a Foxe â—…ee Dogg-lyke dies or in the Streets or Stockes An Vsurer 32. THe Character and Patterne is expresse Of worldly Miserie and VVretchednesse The Gold and Money that these Misers haue Their Master is and they their Silvers Slaue What they doe call and for their owne doe claime They haue it not for it bot holdeth Them They haue no Grace Divine nor God bot it VVhich robs their Reason and bereaues their VVit The more they come by more and more they craue And wish their Gardivyots were their Graue For where their Heart and Treasure is there would They ly and bee engraveld with their Gold Their Greed it is s'vnsatiate and such Gaine what they lyke they cannot get too much Their ev'r vnbounded Pleasure in their Pence Makes them but Soule but sight but Shame but Sence Their Feare is VVant and for to get their Care Their Dyet is plaine Fasting or poore Fare Their Studie Sparing and their loathsome lyfe Still with it selfe is at Debate and Stryfe Their Habit and their Cloathing oft declares They were the Hang-mans or of rouped VVares Their Teeth of Interest destroyes and eates And is a Canker vnto all Estates They swill they sucke and like Loach-Leeches Bloods And drinke their Debters Substance and their Goods They loathed liue and vnlamented die Drudges to Drosse and Mappes of Miserie A Beggar 33. A Laysie Lout that doth himselfe professe The Fellow Pheire and Mate of Idlenesse His Lyfe a Resolution is of Ease High-wayes his VValke hee travels most in these Bot th' Ale-house is the Place of his Retreat Where with his VVhore hee will not misse to meete And there ore-turnes and freely tosse the Pot That with a feign'd Infirmitie they got For busily his Studies are all bent To counterfit th'Infirme and Impotent And all his Practise is espyde to bee To cogg and coozen simple Charitie Of all the Rabble of all ranging Rogues None are more noysome than thâ—…se swarming Frogs For into everie Hamlet Towne and Farme Lyke Caterpillars they doe flocke and swarme At Bed at Board from Home and in the House Their Fellow and Companion is a Lowse VVith Blessings they begin and pray for all Bot into Cursing ofttimes ends their Call None lives on th' Earth Religious lesse than they They prey on Men yet nev'r to GOD they pray Thanks none or few to Him they giue and lesse Regard they giue their Givers in Distresse No none more â—…ewdlie liues and more impure And none are worse and vicious more bee sure They carnall are and lustfull out of Measure And brutish in the acting of their Pleasure They Marrie seldome baptize nev'r their Brood And others know but Caring Kynd or Blood Th' are Atheists almost all and in effect God nor the Devill Hell Lord nor Law respect They trade by Beggrie many tymes by Stealth And alwayes VVasters of the Common-wealth His Birth his Lyfe and Death oft falleth thus Hee 's gotten and borne into a Barne and Bush. Then ydlie dryues his Dayes and leads his Lyfe VVithout all Law and her that for his VVyfe Hee holds a VVhore a Thâ—…efe is or a VVitch And last hee ends and dyeth in a Ditch A Virgine 34. IS like the Lillies and the Crimson Roses When PHOEBVS force their luked Leaues vâ—…loses VVhich kythe in Colours pure and all Ingraine But anie Macule Tash or anie Staine Shee 's Natures Beautie in her chiefest Pryde In Chastitie and Vertues Tinctures dy'de VVhere th'vnpolluted Spirit Gracious Doth make her Angell-like and Glorious Shee 's Vertues Darling VViâ—…domes Milk-whyte Doue Reasons Care and shee is Honours Loue. The Grace of Youth the Comfort of the Age In both discreet in both digest and sage Her Studies and her Exercises holy But Petulance lascivious Sports or Folly An handsome humble Gravitie her Grace VVith comely Carr'age and a constant Pace Louely her Looks and yet most chaste her Eye Her Countenance severe yet sweet to see Her Actions all are with her VVords that 's Trueth Her Constancie her Fame in Age and Youth Her Wealth her Vertues are her Grace her Glore Her Labour Patience and Content her Store Her vsuall Dyet it is Abstinence Her Ornament and Crowne is Continence Her Lawne-like Loue vnspotted is and cleane Her Orisons devote her Hope 's divine Her Parents Pleasure Honour of her Kin And Phoenix of the Land shee liveth in Of Female kinde shee is the first and fairest And one of all the Rationall that 's Rarest And to bee found the Heavens beneath and vnder The choysest Iewell and the chiefest Wonder A wanton Woman 35 A VVanton VVoman 's Vicious and strange The type of Imperfection and of Change In Qualitie a VVag-taile and in shape A Siren in her Nature bot an Ape Her Vult a Witch inviting to all Evill For shee into Condition is a Devill Her Words are Charmes and everie Nod a Net To snare the Foole and for the fleshlie set Her Looks are Hooks and Baits bot to Abusion Her Companie is Death Iosse Confusion Her lustfull Lips like Hybla-Honey Drops Bot loathsome sowre these Liquors haue their Sops Her Mouth is soft and smoother more than Oyle Bot what it speaks
doth poyson spill and spoyle Her Ende is worse and bitterer by farre Than Worme wood Gall that tarte and bitter are Her Heart with Pride and with Deceit doth swell Her Feete to Death her Steps treade downe to Hell Her kynde Imbraces and her Kisses killes Her Breath for Balme bot bitter Venome stilles Her wav'ring Wit bot naughtie Fancies nowrish And all her Thoughts are wanton vaine all Whorish Her Life is lewde all Ydlenesse and Play Her Dyet is th' excesse of Dainteis aye Her Loue is Vanitie and still in Change And as her Eyes so her Affections range Her Excercise bot Rest and yet are whollie Busied about Inventions bot of Follie. Her Fancies are for Fashions Toyes and Showes Her VVeale in Colours and her VVealth in Cloathes To catch and cozin Men is all her Care Her House an Hell and all 's vnholie there Her VVayters on are Bauds for Beasts and Bables Her Friendship false and her Discourses Fables She is the Plague of Youth Repentance Storie Th' Abuse of Tyme and Ages Purgatorie A Quyet Woman 36. IS lyke a Winde low quyet calme and still That blowes no Dust nor doth the Bodie chill Whom nev'r Impatience doth provoke and moue Bot with her Patience wins the Heart of Loue. Her VVisdome makes her VVill to bee preferd And worthilie to get a great Regard Shee feares the LORD flees Sinne and loveth Peace Shee walkes to Heav'n her Guyde thereto is Grace Shee helpes and aydes into Asperitie And takes a parte into Prosperitie Her Tongue is still vnto Discretion tyed Her Face with modest Shamefastnesse is dyed Shee is her Husbands Heart his Loue his Chose And Doane-Bed where his Spirites doe repose Her braue Behaviour is a Glasse where-by Her Children may their owne Miscarr'age see She treades vpon the Tortoys never strayes From Home nor ydlie walkes vpon the Wayes Her Vertuous Doings they doe her adorne Shee cares not Change and Fortune shee doth scorne A Turtle to her Husband in her Loue And meeke to him shee lyke a Lambe doth proue No nev'r what hee concludeth doth controule An Angell and a Sainct into her Soule Shee is a Pearle that is vnprizable A Pleasure great that is vnspeakable A Comfort too that is Incomparable And in the Worlde a Wyfe Inimitable An vnquiet Woman 37. SHee is a Thing much worse to keepe than Knaw A Beast that brooks Subjection to no Law The Mischiefe and the Miserie of Man That scarcely can descrybed bee and whan It is into the verie Hearts and Heads Of Law and Reason Detestâ—…aion breeds For her Demeanures they indeede are Theams Which aye and onlie stand into Extreams Her Words and Voyce the scrighing of an Owle That to affright Men on the Night doth yow le Her Eyes even as the Cockatrice doe kill Her Hands the Clawes are of the Crocadill Her Heart a Cabinet that doth containe All that is naughtie vicious and prophane Tyme shee abuseth and shee woundeth Wit No Reason shee regards bot wrongeth it Shee is impure her Pryde vnsupportable Her Malice matchlesse Will vnsatiable Shee doth respect nor anie person spares Defame shee fears not nor for Counsell cares Her Wit is Will Command is Must not No Her Reason Shall her Satisfaction So. Shee cannot loue lyke nor allowes no Lord And doth from Law and Order both debord Shee is a Crosse bot not of CHRIST a Crosse A Griefe to Nature and to Lyfe a Losse And from her Birth shee 's emptie of all Grace A Plague to Pietie a Foe to Peace A Wracke of Wealth a Wrangler full of Wrath Most Tarte in Taste and in Digestion Death A GOOD WYFE. 38. A World of Wealth a Iewell good and great And to her Lord a Kingdome in Conceat An Heavenlie Blessing and Mans Happinesse That nought not Death can minish nor make lesse Her Husbands Iewell and her Childrens Ioe Ever Vertues Friend and ever Vices Foe Her Conversation is solacious Her Count'nance graue yet ever gracious Her Tongue is temprate and her Eye is warie Her Carriage is kynde yet chaste and charie Shee 's gracefull graue a Mirrour to her Mayds Her Beautie naturall but Arte but Ayds Shee with no Pomate paints her Face nor fairds Nor doth not vse with Oyle to smooth't and smeard To make it show before the Sunne and shyne To helpe pure Nature wrong the Worke Divyne But shee doth count it well and best decor'd As fashion'd with the Finger of the LORD Shee 's Mistres of her Passions and her Tongue To Reasons Girdle it is tyde and hung Next Heaven her House shee holds her chiefest Care And that her good Houswyfrie doth declare Shee goes not gadding bot at Home shee dwells And when shee goes shee goes on Tortois Shells Shee in Apparell is and cloathed cleanlie Not too magnificke no nor yet too meanlie Her Words are wyse her Voyce is Musicall And alâ—… her Actions are Harmonicall An Effoeminate Man 39. IS lyke a Man to see in shape in sho That hath the Forme and in effect is no. Hee is a primped Piece and therefore than Is Womanish and bot a Chyldish Man Into his Relish hee is Liquorous In Loue and his Desires Libidinous Hee tryfles Tyme and bot with Puppets playes A-Wenching walks and ydlie dryues his Dayes Hee covets for to looke in Mirrours oft For to sleepe sound and to lye long and soft Hee loues to bee imbrac'd and to bee kist And then aboue the Best hee thinks him blest Hee'inanelie talks a Looke demure hee shoes Hee mirds too much and too-too nycelie goes Hee Iuncates loues and Dainties much desyres And for to Ball and Banquet never Tyres To bee his Mistres Man hee vrgeth still Bot to bee a Master to her Mayde hee will To frame lewde Lines and sing Loue Songs hee loues To smell Perfumes and haue sweete watred Gloues Hee coyneth Purposes and telleth Lyes Hee studies Daunces and Riddles doth devyse Hee loues Good-morrowes and yet doth delight To sleepe the Morning and to watch all Night Hee doates to heare and wandring Newes to chace And hunting for Them haunts the Market place Hee sighs for Loue and will for Kyndnesse greete Yea with each Humor will a Cadance keepe His Game with Girls is most at Barla-breakes And after on his Bed Tobaccho takes And then with Frictions and with Cloathes fyre hot Full of these Fumes breathes lyke a boyling Pot. This Ganimede soft nyce and Man-turn'd-Woman In verie deede and in effect is No-man A Parasite 40. HEE is the Picture of Impietie To gaine a Groat avowde to Villanie For with a flattring Tongue hee will not fayle To picke Mens Pockets and their Money steale His Face is Brazed that hee cannot blush Shame set asyde none hee regardes a Rush. And what hee lighteth on with both his Hands Hee holdes for they are lym'd and lyke Bird Wands His Tongue vntymous clinketh lyke a Bell And nought but Tryfling Truethlesse Tales doth tell Hee playes the Pandare and with Gracelesse Greetings Hee carries Messages for
Evill Meetings And with smoothe Wordes which hee is cunning in Perswades a sorte of Sweetnesse into Sinne. Hee is much lyke a Dogg without a Doore Where-at the Devill to daunce went in before Or lyke a mounted Spyder hee doth show And yet but liues on Poyson heere Below So hee may gayne hee lookes not who doth losse And for a Crowne his Credite hee will cosse Hee hath no Honestie and doth no Duetie Hee spoyles the Youth and is th' Abuse of Beautie A Knaue at Court a Cheater in the Citie That should bee punisht and expell'd but Pittie A Iester alwayes tho his Iestes bee stall Hee is and is a Iacke-an-Apes in all A Baude 41. A Baude shee is a kynde of Woman-beast That spoyles Virginitie and Mayden-heads maist For dissolutelie when shee was bot young Shee vitiate and did her owne a Wrong And ever since without Remorse or Feare Shee vseth sundrie Men and Merchands Geare And for vntymous Trading with their Wares Into her Age Post to the Fiend shee fares To Damsels shee is dangerous lest these Shee with th'Oft-Falling-Sicknesse and Disease Doe fyle them and infect for shee was ever Since shee was twelue yeares touched with that Fever The Youth to spell nev'r trust her for to teach Altho for Proofes and Practise she might Preach Lest that shee doe scarce well weand from the Mother Learne them too soone to Poynt and put Together Shee playes the Surgeon that can ease no Smarts Bot only swellings in the lower Parts Shee hath one song and it shee soundeth aye Tyme is Tyme was and Tyme will weare away Sweet Daintie Things therefore neglect not You To vse the Tyme and take your Pleasure now Incace when it is past Occasion gone You sit vnsought and courted bee with None And while this Toothlesse vents her vicious Voyce From a waste Wombe and Brest with birnings bosse T' affright the Fiend flat falne and low-lyke shoes As eldren Apes her Cheeks her Chin her Nose The Humour that shee 's most displeasing in Is at her Disabilitie to Sinne. And shee is nev'r more joviall than when Shee is perswaded Shee is young for Men. Shee cares for nothing nothing bot her Ease Loues bot her Lust pains bot her Panch to please She sels her Soule for Sacke for Bottle-Ale For to lay downe her Flesh Shee will not faile In nought bot one is shee Industrious In th'Hospitall or in the Baudie House To see the Wenches well set all to Warke Bot almost ever and oftest in the Darke Her Breath corrupt her Head is balde her Eyes Rheumaticke running thou beholds and sees Shee 's Vertues Spoyle and Graces great Regrate The Wracke of Wealth Natures Disdaine and Hate For SHEE is stomached and still doth storme That so deform'd a Monster shee should forme A Drunkard 42. A Drunkard to define him is a Beast Tho hee the Figure haue and bee Man-fac't Man Cup-shot is no Man no scarce in part For hee hath neyther Hands nor Head nor Heart Hee is a Nowne and an Adjectiue One That by himselfe well can not stand alone And yet a Tryer and Contestor great Into his Weakenesse and that stau'ring State If that in Surfets Health or Sicknesse shall The Mastrie haue command and o're-rule all Hee is the Figure of Deformitie And th'evidence of all enormitie H'abuseth Time and Natures Rights ore-turns Hee wasteth Wealth at Reason spights and spurâ—…ns All Modestie h'anoyeth and hee â—…oarres All temp'rate Sprites hee frights from him and skarrs Civilitie hee doth disturbe and trouble And all Disorder Orderlesse doth double Hee 's Woe to his Wife to his Children Griefe His Neighbours Skoffe and to himselfe a Thiefe His Feete doe reele his Tougue at Randon runnes Hee doth hee sayes and knows not what yet sinnes Hee blasts hee braiks hee bans and hee blaspheams Hee shouts or sleeps and still is in Extreams Hee wastes and wots not how and so doth weaken His Stomacks strength altho that it were oaken The Sober sigh and for his Fashions flees him And all beside they scoffe and scorne that sees him And so hee serues for nought except to shame Himselfe and slay his Bodie Soule and Fame A Coward 43. THe Fruite of Feare Suspition and of Dreed Whom Nature got bot in colde Blood did breed And had too much a-doe to make vp than A Creature that should resemble a Man And that is all hee keepeth of his Kind For beastly base dejected is his Minde His Life a Sicknesse is that doth resemble A sort of Palsie for his Ioyntes doe tremble And but a Cause such Terrour hee will take That hee will faint and all his Members shake His Death then by debased Diffidence It is a Terrour to his Conscience His feeble Faith no kinde of Hope it beares And therefore Death hee out of Measure feares All Persons hee suspects and everie Place And therefore wretched is the Cowards Case Hee much affecteth Peace for feare of Warres The thought of which his Sprite affrights and scaâ—…res And if hee bleede his Finger hee anone Looks for the Signe and layes his Life is gone And if his Tooth but ake incontinent Hee makes his Latter Will and Testament The Roaring and Report that Cannons giues Prostrates him flat and neare of Sprite depriues And Thunder-claps doe him discourage so That hee can neyther stand nor stirre nor goe Before hee fight or to Combate hee kythe Content is hee and to bee beaten blythe And if his Feete may succour him bee sure His Head nor Hands no danger shall endure Hee of no Hazard heares nor hardie Feats Bot fy for Shame hee shudders and hee sweats Hee will b'affrayde with flying of a Bird Or noyse of Wands that with the Winds are stird Marrie hee will and marrie bot with Such As are bot Meane and not of Might too much Nor will hee haue a Wife that 's faire For why Some Broyls may bee and Quarrels come there-by And when hee getts her if hee finds her frowne Then hee 's abash'd dejected and cast downe If shee bot chance to chyde him than hee weepes And comes as Spanels when they couch and creepes Where Dogs doe barke hee comes not neare that House Bot flees as from the Catts th'amated Mouse If hee bee rich for feare hee nev'r concludes How to dispose vpon or vse his Goods And in his Nature NATVRâ—… doth defame For hee doth Manhood both disgrace and shame An Honest Poore Man 44. HEE is a Proofe and Map of Miserie In patient porting of his Peâ—…urie With Wants vnknowne hee doth resolue to sterue Than those relieue and with Discredit serue Hee prooues his Patience and her strength hee tryes In suffring Griefe but grudge even while hee dyes His Little is Much his meane and sober Rent Affords him Store rich quyet and content Yet some times so the Touch of Want him plyes That from his Heart Teares burst out at his Eysâ—… And from his Soule such Pailes of Sighs and smoake Are sent that would impatient Spirits