learned langâ—ages adorn'd admir'd Saint Peter preaching tels the people plaine How they the liuing Lord of life had slaine Some slout and mocke remaining stubborne hearted And many Soules peruerted are conuerted The Church increases daily numbers comes And to the Gospels furth'ring giue great Summes Acts. False Ananias and his faithlesse wife In dreadfull manner lost their wretched life The enuious people stone the Martye Steuen He praying for his foes leaues earth for Heauen The Churches Arch foe persecuting Saul Is made a conuert and a preaching Paul He 's clapt in Prison manacled nad fetter'd And through his troubles still his zeale is better'd Th Apostle Iames by Herod's put to death And Herod eat with Lice loft hatefull breath Th' increasing Church amongst the Gentiles spreds By Nâ—re Paul and Peter lost their heads Romanes Th' Apostle Paul from Corinth writes to Rome To strength their faith and tell them Christ is come He shewes how high and low both Iew and Greeke Are one with God who faithfully him seeke He tels how sinne in mortall bodies luâ—kes How we are sau'd by faith and not by workes In louing tearmes the people he doth moue To Faith to Hope to Charity and Loue. 1. Corinthâ— Paul to Corinthus from Philippy sends Their Zeale and Faith he louingly commends He tels them if Gods Seruice they regard Th' eternall Crowne of life is their reward 2. Corinths In this Saint Paul sends the Corinthians word Afflictions are the blessings of the Lord. He doth desire their Faith may still increase He wishes their prosperity and peace Galathians He tels them that their whole Saluations cause Is all in Christ and not in Moses Lawes The Law 's a glasse where men their sinnes doe sec And that by Christ we onely saued be Ephesians Paul bids cast off the old man with his vice And put on Christ our blest redempcions price Philippians He bids them of false teachers to beware He tels them that Humilitie is rare And though they liue here in a vaile of strife Yet for them layd vp is the Crowne of life Colossians Th' Apostle doth reioyce and praiseth God That these Colossians in true Faith abode He praiseth them he bids them watch and pray That sin an Sathan worke not their decay 1. Thessalonians He thanketh God his labour 's not in vaine So stedfast in the faith these men remaine That they to others are ablelled light By their example how to liue vpright 2. Thessalonians Againe to them he louingly doth write He bids them pray the Gospell prosper might He wishes them prosperitie and wealth And in the end Soules euerlasting health 1. and 2. to Timothy Paul shewes to Timothy a By shop must In life and doctrine be sincâ—re and iust And how the Scriptures power haue to perswade Whereby the man of God is perfect made Titus To Titus 'mongst the Creetans Paul doth send And warnes him what â—allow or reprehend Philemon Paul earnestly the Master doth request To pardon his poore man that had transgrest Hebrewes Although this booke doth beare no Authors name It shewes the Iews how they thier liues should frame And that the Ceremoniall Law is ended In Christ in whom all grace is comprenended S. Iames. Heare speake and doe well the Apostle faith For by thy workes a man may see thy faith I. and 2. to Peter He counsels vs be sober watch and pray And still be ready for the Iudgement day 1 2 and 3. of Iohn He shewes Christ di'de and from the graue arose To saue his friends and to confound his foes S. Iude. Iude bids them in all Godlinesse proceed And of deceiuing teachers on take heed Reuelation Diuine S. Iohn to Pathmos I le exilde This heauenly worâ— t' instruct vs he compild He tels the godly God shall be their gaines He threats she godlesse with eternall paines He shewes how Antichrist should reigne and rage And how our Sauiour should his pride asswage How Christ in glory shall to Iudgement come And how all people must abide his doome A Prayer GOod God Almighty in compassion tender Preserue and keepe King Charles thy Faiths defender Thy Glory make his Honor still increase In Peace in Warres and in Eternall peace Amen THE BOOKE OF MARTYRS DEDICATED TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE WILLIAM EARLE OF PEMBROOKE c. MY Lord my weake Collection out hath tooke The summe and pith of the great Martyrs Booke For pardon and protection I intreat The Volume's little my presumption great IOHN TAYLOR I Sing their deaths who dying made death yeeld By Scriptures sword and faiths vnbattered shield Whom Sathan men or monsters could not tame Nor sorde them to deny their Sauiours name Euangelists that did the Gospell write Apostles and braue Martyrs that did fight Gainst death and hell and all the power of sin And boldly dâ—de eternall life to win Iohn Baptist by King Herod lost his head Who to the world repentance published Our blest Redeemer in his loue did follow And conquered death mans sinfull soule to hallow He was the death of death and he did quell The sting and power of Sathan sin and hell And vnder his great standard valiantly A number numberlesse haue darde to die Through bondage famine slauery sword and fire Through all deuised torments they aspire Victoriously to gaine th' immortall Crowne Of neuer-ending honour and renowne Saint Steuen was the third that lost his breath And for his Masters sake was ston'd to death And after him in Scripture may we reade The Apostle Iames was brain'd and butchered Saint Marke th Euangelist in fire did burne And Bartholmen was flead yet would not turne Saint Andrew like a valliant champion dide And willing on a croste was crucifide Matthias Philip Peter and Saint Paul Ston'd crucified beheaded Martyrs all Th' Apostles of their liues no reckoning make And thinke them well spent for their Sauiours sale The tyrant Emperours in number ten Most cruell barb'rous and inhumaine men More Christians by their bloudy meanes did sâ—â—y Then for a yeere fiue thousand to each day And many Romane Bishops in those dayes Were Martyrd to their high Creators praise And though each day so many thousands bleed Yet doubtly more and more they daily breed As Camomile growes better bâ—ing trod So death and tortures draw more vnto God Or as the vine that 's cut and prun'd beares more In one yeere then it did in three before This bloudy persecution did out-weare After Christs death the first three hundred yeere Thus did the primitiue first Church endure Being Catholike Apostolike and pure Then ouer all the world t was truely knowne That Romish Bishops claimed but their owne In their owne Diocesse to be chiefe Pastor And not to be the worlds great Lord and master And now our Britaine glory will I sing From Lucius reign the worlds first Christian King Vnto these dayes of happy peacefull state A Catalogue of Martyrs I le relate First Vrsula and eleuen thousand with her All Virgins for
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
Sonnet 5. Three blinde Commanders BLinde fortune sightlesse loue and eyelesse death Like Great Triumue'rs swayes this earthly roome â—â—â— actions affections and very breathe Are in subiection to their fatall doome Ther 's nothing past or present or to come That in their purblinde power is not comprizde â—rom Crowne to cart from cradle to the toome â—ll are by them defamde or eternizde Why should we then esteeme this doating life â— That 's in the guideance of such blind-fold rule Whose chiefest peace is a continuall strife Whose gawdy pompes the pack and man the Mule Which liues long day he beares as he is able Til deaths blacke night doth make the graue his stable Sonnet 6. In the praise of musicke â—TWas Musick fetch'd Euridice from hell And rap'd grim Pluto with harmonious straines Renowned Orphens did with Musick quell The fiends and ease the tortur'd of their paines The Dolphin did account it wondrous gaines To heare Arion play as hee did ride Gods fiends fish fowles shepheards on the plains Melodious Musicke still hath magnifide And ancient records plainely doe decide How braue Orlands Palatine of France When he was raging mad for Meadors bride Sweet Musicke cur'd his crazed wits mischance For Musick 's only fit for heau'ns high quire Which though men cannot praise enough adutire Sonnet 7. The Map of misery LIke to the stone that 's cast in deepest wane That rests not till the bottome it hath found So I a wretch inthrald in sorrowes caue With woe and desperations fetters bound The captiue slaue imprison'd vnder ground Doom'd there by fates t' expire his wofull daies With care o'rwhelmd with grief sorrow drownd Makes mournfull moanings and lamenting layes Accusing and accursing fortunes playes Whose wither'd Autumne leauelesse leaues his tree And banning death for his too long delayes â— Remaines the onely poore despised hee If such a one as this the world confine His mischiefes are his his sport compar'd with mine Sonnet 8. Another in prayse of musicke NO Poet crownd with euerliuing bayes Tho art like floods should froÌ„ his knowledge flow He could not write enough in Musicks prayse To which both man and Angels loue doe owe If my bare knowledge ten times more did know And had ingrost all arte from Pernas hill If all the Muses should their skils bestow On me to amplifie my barren skill I might attempt in shew of my good will In Musicks praise some idle lines to write But wanting iudgement and my accent ill I still should be vnworthy to indite And run my wit on ground like ship on shelfe For musicks praise consisteth in it selfe A Cataplasmicall Satyre composed and compacted of sundry simples as salt vineger wormewood and a little gall very profitable to cure the impostumes of vice A Sauage rough-hair'd Satyre needs no guide Wher 's no way from the way he cannot â—lide Then haue amoÌ„gst you through the brakes briers From those who to the Cedars top aspires Vnto the lowest shrub or branch of broome That hath his breeding from earths teeming womb And now I talke of broome of shrubs and Cedars Me thinks a world of trees are now my leaders To prosecute this trauell of my penne And make comparison twixt trees and men The Cedars and the high cloud kissing Pynes Fecundious Oliues and the crooked Vines The Elme the Ash the Oake the Masty Beeche The Peare the Apple and the rug-gowned Peache And many more for it would tedious be To name each fruitfull and vnfruitfull tree But to proceed to show how men and trees In birth in breed in life and death agrees In their beginnings they haue all one birth Both haue their nat'rall being from the earth And heauens high hand where he doth please to blesse Makes trees or men or fruitful or fruitlesse In sundry vses trees do serue mans turne To build t' adorne to feed or else to burne Thus is mans state in all degrees like theirs Some are got vp to th' top of honours stayres Securely sleeping on opinions pillow Yet as vnfruitfull as the fruitlesse willow And fill vp roomes like worthlesse trees in woods Whose goodnesse all consists in ill got goods He like the Cedar makes a goodly show But no good fruite will from his greatnesse grow Vntill he die and from his goods depart And then giues all away despight his heart Then must his friends with mourning cloth be clad With insides merry and with outsides sad What though by daily grinding of the poore By bribry and extortion got his store Yet at his death he gownes some foure-score men And t is no doubt he was a good man then Though in his life he thousands hath vndone To make wealth to his cursed coffers runâ— If at his buriall groats a piece bee giuen I le warrant you his soule 's in hell or heauen And for this doale perhaps the beggers striues That in the throng seuenteene doe lose their liues Let no man tax me here with writing lies For what is writ I saw with mine owne eyes Thus men like barren trees are feld and lopt And in the fire to burne are quickly popt Some man perhaps whilst he on earth doth liue Part of his vaine superfluous wealth will giue To build of Almshouses some twelue or ten Or more or lesse to harbour aged men Yet this may nothing be to that proportion Of wealth which he hath gotten by extortion What i st for man his greedy minde to serue To be the cause that thousands die and sterue And in the end like a vaine-glorious theefe Will giue some ten or twelue a poore reliefe Like robbers on the way that take a purse And giue the poore a mite to scape Gods curse But know this thou whose goods are badly gotten When thou art in thy graue consum'd and rotten Thine heire perhaps wil feast with his sweet punk And Dice and Drabb and eu'ry day be drunk Carowsing Indian Trinidado smoake Whilst thou with Sulph'rous flames are like to choake See see yond gallant in the Cloke-bag breech Hee 's nothing but a Trunke cram'd full of speech He 'l sweare as if 'gainst heau'n he wars would wage And meant to plucke downe Phoebus in his rage When let a man but try him hee 's all oathes And odious lies wrapt in vnpaid for cloathes And this Lad is a Roaring boy forsooth An exlent morsell for the hangmans tooth He carelesly consumes his golden pelfe In getting which his Father damn'd himselfe Whose soule perhaps in queÌ„chlesse fire doth broile Whilst on the earth his sonne keepes leuell coile T is strange to Church what numbers daily flock To drinke the Spring of the eternall Rocke The great â—ouâ—â—-sauing Satan slaying Word Gainst sin death hell th' alcoâ— quering sacred sword Where high lehonahs Trumpâ—ters sound forth From East to West from Souâ—â— vnto the North For through all lands their Embasseyes are borne And neuer doe againe in vaine returne Which either is of life to life the sauor Or death to
bent Seuere in throats and milde in punishment His iustice would condemne and in a breath His mercy sau'd whom iustice doom'd to death His aduersaries he did ofe relieue And his reuenge was onely to forgiue He knew that well got honour nere shall die But make men liue vnto eternitie It as his greatest riches he esteem'd And Infamy he basest begg'ry deem'd He knew through worthy spirits may be croft Yet if they lose no honour nothing's lost And those that haue afraid of enuy bin True honour or good fame did neuer win If he an auaritioâ—s mind had bore Of wealth no subiect then had had such store So many yeeres Englands high Admirall Fees offices and prizes that did fall With gifts and fauors from the queene and State And other things amounting to a rate That had he beene a mixer close of hand No subiect had beene richer in this Land In deeds of pitty and ture charity Good house-keeping and hospitality Bounty and courteous affability He was the Brooch of true Nobility And for these vertues men shall scarcely find That he a fellow here hath left behind He knew that Auarice and Honour be Two contraries that neuer will agree And that the Spender shall haue true renowne When infamy the Mizers fame shall drowne He euery way most nobly was inclin'd And lou'd no wealth but riches of the mind His Pleasure was that those that did retaine To him and serue should by him thriue and gainâ— And he thought t' was enough for him to haue When as his seruants did both get and saue So amongst Nobles I think few are such That keepes so little giues away so much His latest VVill did make it plaine appeare The loue which to his seruants he did beare To great and small amongst them more or lesse His bounty did expresse his worthynesse To all degrees that seru'd him euery one His liberality excepted none And though base Enuy often at him strooke His fortitude was like a Rocke vnshooke He knew that Fortunes changing was not strange Times variation could not make him change The frothy pompe of Earths Prosperity Nor enuious clouds of sad aduersity Within his minde could no mutation strike His courage and his carriage were alike For when base Peasants shrinke at fortunes blowes Then magnimity most richly showes His grauity was in his life exprest His good example made it manifest His age did no way make his vertue liue But vertue to his age did honour giue So that the loue he wan t is vnderstood T was not for being old but being good Thus like a pollish'd Iewell ' mongst his Peers His vertue shin'd more brighter then his yeers For Wisdome euer this account doth make To loue age onely but for vertues sake Neere ninety yeeres an honoured life he led And honour 's his reward aliue and dead For who so nobly heer his life doth frame Shall for his wages haue perpetuall fame His meditations hee did oft apply How he might learne to liue to learne to dye And dy to liue and reigne in glorious state Which changing time can ne'r exterminate And therefore long his wisdome did forecast How he might best reforme offences past Order things present things to come foresee Thus would his latter yeeres still busied be He saw his Sand was neer runne out his Glasse And wisely pondred in what state he was His waning yeeres his body full of anguish Sense failing spirits drooping force to languish The ruin'd cottage of weake flesh and blood Could not long stand his wisdome vnderstood He saw his tyde of life gan ebbe so low Past all expectance it againe should flow He knew his pilgrimage would soone expire And that from whence he came he must retire Old age and weake infirmities contend Mans dissolution warnes him of his end He knew all these to be deaths messengers His Calends Pursiuants and Harbingers And with a Christian conscience still he mark'd He in his finall voyage was imbark'd Which made him skilfully his course to steere The whilst his iudgment was both sound cleare To that blest Hauen of eternall rest Where he for euer liues among the blest He did esteeme the world a barren field The nought but snares tares and cares did yeeld And therefore he did sow his hopes in heauen Where plentious encrease to him is giuen Thus was the period of his lifes expence The Noble Nottingham departed hence Who many yeeres did in his Countries right In peace and warre successefull speake and fight Our oldest Garter Knight and Counsellor And sometimes Britaines great Ambassador Now vnto you suruiuers you that be The Branches of this honourable Tree Though Verses to the dead no life can giue They may be comforters of those that liue We know that God to man hath life but lent And plac'd it in his bodies tenement And when for it againe the Landlord cals The Tenant must depart the Cottage fals God is most iust and he will haue it knowne That he in taking life takes but his owne Life is a debt which must to God be rendred And Natures retribution must be tendred Some pay in youth and some in age doe pay But t is a charge that all men must defray For t is the lot of all mortality When they being to liue begin to dye And as from sin to sin we wander in So death at last is wages for our sinne He neither hath respect to sex or yeares Or hath compassion of our sighes nor teares He 'll enter spight of bars or bolts or locks And like a bold intruder neuer knockes To Kings and Caitiâ—â—es rich poore great and small Death playes the tyrant and destroyes them all He calls all creatures to account most strict And no mans power his force can contradict We must perforce be pleas'd with what he leaues vs And not repine at ought which he berâ—anes vs. Hee 's lawlesse and â—s folly to demand Amends or restitution at his hand He doth deride the griefe of those that mourne And all our fraile afflictions laugh to scorne For hee condemnes and neuer heares the cause He takes away despight the power of Iawes Yet hee our vassall euer doth remaine From our first birth vnto our graue againe And God doth in his seruice him employ To be the bad mans terrour good mans toy Death is the narrow doore to life eternall Or else the broad gate vnto death internall But our Redeemer in his spotlesse offering Did lead the way for vs to heauen by suffering He was the death of death when he did die Then Death was swallow'd vp so victory And by his rising blessed soules shall rue And dwell in the celestial Paradise For these respects you whose affinity Propinquity or consanguinity Whose blood or whose alliance challenge can A part in this deceased Noble man The law of Nature and affection moues That griefe and sorrow should expresse your loues He was your secondary maker and Your authors earthly being and
sort But 't is but painted mirth and ayrie sport All worth nothing Bright Maias Soâ—e the God of tricks and sleights â—â—â—â— Hath op'd the treasure of his subtill wit mercury And as a Seruant on this Wedding waits With Masques with Reuals and with tryumphs fit His rare inuentions and his quaint conceits Twixt Heauen alost and Hel insernall pit He in imaginary showes affords In shape forme method and applausefull words Old sullen i A dogged melancholy Planet a maleuolent opposite to all mirth Saturne hid his moody head In dusky shades of blacke Cimerian night And wauering k The Mooâ—â—â— who doth neuer continue at a stay and therefore sheâ—â—â— herselfe from those delights which I hope will bee peâ—â—â— Luna closely couch'd to bed Her various change she knew would not delight The loyall mindes where constancie is bred Where Protens thoughts are put to shamefull flight These two l â—â—â— Luna or indeed the nights were darke at the Wedding because the moone sâ—ined not by Ioues command were straightly bound To stay at home as better lost then found Cupid descended from the Chrystall skyes And leaues befind his golden feathered darts In steed of whom he makes faire Ladies eyes The piercing weapons of true loning hearts And he amongst these high Solemnities His awfull presence freely he imparts To all in generall with mirthfull cheere All sport 's the better if loues God be there The off spring of the high celestiall Ioue His braine bred m Minerua whom the Poets saine to be the Goddesses Wisedome Borne and bred in the braine of Iupiter Daughter and his thigh borne Sonne n Bacchus whom his Father loue saued from Aborâ—iue buth from his mother Seâ—d and sowed him vp in his Thigh till the time of his birth was come to a period Gaiâ— Lib. 3 One with aduice of wisdome she wed her loue And t'other bounteously made plenty runne Where wine in streames gainst one another strone Where many a Caske was baâ—ckrout an vndone Depriu'd the treasure of the fruitfully vinese By Bacchus bounty that great God of Wine s Thus Ioue and Iuno Jmps of aged Ops With wise Minerua Mars and Mercury Resplendent Sol with musicks straines and ileps Faire Venus Queene of Loues alacrity Loues God with shafts betipe with golden tops And Bacchus showring sweet humidity Gods Goddesses the Graces and the Muses To grace these tryumphs all their cunnings vses Amongst the rest was all recording Fame Inscalping noble deeds in brazen lâ—aues That meagre Enuy cannot wrong that name Where braue Heroick acts the minde vpheaues Fâ—mes goldeÌ„ trump will through the world proclame Whom Fortune Fare nor Death nor time bereaues Thus like a Scribe Fame waited to Record The Neptialls of this Ludy and this Lord All making marring time that turneth neuer To these proceedings still hath beene auspicious And in his Progresse will I hope perseuer To make their dayes and houres ro be delicious Thus Fame and time affoords their best indeauour Vnto this royall match to be propitious Time in all pleasure through their liues will passe Whilst Fame records their Fames inleaues of Brasse Times Progresse Yon Sonnes of Iudas and Achitophei Whose damn'd delights are treasons bloud death Th' almighties power your haughty prides will quell And unlike your vassals vessels of his wrath Let all that wish these Princes worse then well Be iudg'd and doom'd to euerlasting Scath For 't is apparent and experience prooues No hare preuailes where great Ichouah loues To whose Omnipotent Eternall power I doe commit this blest beloued paire Oh let thy graces daily on them showre Let each of them be thine adopted Heire a Raise them at last to thy Celestiall Bowre And feate them both in lasting glories Chaire In fine their earthly dayes be long and blest And after bettred in eternall rest A Sonnet to the Imperious Maiestick mirrour of King Iames great Britaines Monarch GReat Phoebus spreads his Rayes on good ill Dame Tellus feeds the Lyon and the Rat The smallest Sayles God AEols breath doth fill And Ttetic Harbots both the Whale and Sprat But as the Sunne doth quicken dying Plants So thy illustrious shine doth glad all hearts And as the Earth supplyes our needfull wants So doth thy bounty guerdon good desarts And like the aytie AEols pleasant gales Thou filst with Ioy the Sailes of rich and pore And as the Sea doth harbour Sprats and Whales So thou to high and low yeelds harbour flore Thus Sea Ayre Earth and Titans fiery face Are Elementall Seruants to thy Grace To Life SInce that on earth thou wondrous wandring gest Arithmeticians neuer number can The seuerall Lodgings thouhast tane in man In Fish in Fowle in tame or bruitish beast Since all by thee from greatest to the least Are squar'd and well compar'd vnto a span Oh fleeting Life take this â—â—y counsell than Hold long possession in thy royall breast Dwell euer with the King the Queene the Prince The gracious Princesse and her Princely Spouse In each of these thou hast a lasting house Which Fate nor Death nor Time cannot conuince And when to change thy Lodging thou art driuen Thy selfe and they exalted by to Heauen To Death To thee whose auaritious greedy mood Doth play a sweepe stake with all liuing things And like a Hors-leech Quaffes the seuerall blood Of subiects Abiects Emperours and Kings That high and low and all must feele thy stings The Lord the Lowne the Caitiffe and the Keasar A beggers death as much contentment brings To thee as did the fall of Iulius Caesar. Then since the good and bad are all as one And Larkes to thee no better are then Kites Take then the bad and let the good alone Feed on base wretches leaue the worthy wights With thee the wicked euermore will stay But from thee Fame will take the good away To Eternity THou that beyond all things dost goes as farre That no Cosmographers could e're suruay Whose glory brighter then great Phebus Carre Doth shine where night doth ne're eclipse the day To thee I consecrate these Princes acts In thee alone let all their beings be Let all the measures of their famous tracts In the begin but neuer end like thee And when thy Seruant Time giues Life to Death And Death surrenders all their liues to Fame Oh then inspire them with celestiall breath With Saints and Martyrs to applaud thy name Thus vnto thee as thine owne proper rights Iconsecrate these matchles worthy wights Iohn Taylor FINIS TAYLORS FAREVVELL TO THE TOWER BOTTLES THE ARGVMENT ABout three hundred and twenty yeares since or thereabout I thinke in the Raigne of King Richard the Second there was a guift giuen to the Tower or to the Lieutenants thereof for the time then and for euer beeing which guift was two blacke Leather Bottles or Bombards of Wine from euery Ship that brought Wine into the Riuer of Thames the which hath so continued vntill this day but the Merchants finding
VRANIA sits at Helme and Pilot is For Thames thou hast the lactea via found Be thou with baies as that with stars is crownd THOMAS DEKKAR A Catalogue of all the seuerall Bookes contained in this VOLVME TAylors Vrania The first part of the troubles and destructions of Ierusalem The second part and finall destruction of Ierusalem by Titus and Vespasian The life and death of the most blessed amongst women The Virgin Mary the mother of our Lord Iesus Christ. Superbiae flagellum or the Whip of Pride Against cursing and swearing The fearefull Summer The Trauels of tweluepence The Armado or Nauy of Ships that saile as well by land as by sea The Begger or the praise of beggers beggery and begging Taylors Goose. Iacke a Lent Taylors pennilesse Pilgrimage or Iourney without money from London to Edenborough in Scotland and backe to London The Acts and exployts of Wood the great Eater in Kent Sir Gregory Nonsence A very merry Wherry voyage from London to Yorke with a paire of Oares A new Discouery by sea with a wherry from London to Salisbury A Kicksie winsie or a Lerry cum Twang Taylors Motto An Epicedium or mournfull death-song for Coriats supposed drowning The eight Wonder of the world or Coriats reuiuing Laugh and be fat Coriats Newes and letter with the Authours paraphrasing verses A Bawd very modest A Whore very honest A Thiefe very â—â—ue A Hangman very necessary The vnnaturall Father Taylors Reuenge against Fenner Fenners Defence A Cast ouer the water to Fenner The Water-mans suite concerning plâ—â—ers Wit and mirth A Dogge of Warre The World runs on wheeles The Nipping or snipping of abuses A briefe of the Chronicle from Brute to this present in Verse A Briefe of the Chronicle from the Norman Conquest to this present A Farewell to the Towre bottles The Marriage of the Princesse Elizabeth A funerall Elegie for King Iames. A funerall Elegy for the Earle of Nottingham A funerall Elegy for the Earle of Holdernesse A funerall Elegy for the Bishop of Winchester A funerall Elegy for the Duke of Richmond and Linox A funerall Elegy for Iohn Moray Esquire The Summe of the Bible in verse The Summe of the Booke of Martyrs in verse Archie his making peace with France The Praise of Hempseed Taylors Pastorall Three weekes and three dayes trauells from London into Germany Taylors Trauell to Bohemia An English mans loue to Bohemia The Dolphins danger and deliuerance The Cormorant Abraue Sea-fight by Captaine Iohn Weddell in the gulfe of Persia. The Sculler Christian admonitions The great O Toole The Churches deliuerances Prince Gâ—ales his welcome from Spaine The praise of cleane linnin These Bookes in number sixty three are heere Bound in one Volume scattred here and there They stand not thus in order in the booke But any man may finde them that will looke TO THE MOST HIGH MOST MIGHTY AND MOST ANCIENT PRODVCER SEDVCER AND ABVSER OF MANKIND THE WORLD MOst Potent and Powerfull Imposture take it not amisse that I a poore worme of your own breeding doe in waie of retribution giue you here the encrease of my Tallent which I haue beene almost 60 yeeres a gathering It was told me that when I first came to visit you that I cri'd and Waw'ld and that when I leaue you I shall sigh and grone and euer since I knew you I haue loued you so well for the good parts I haue seen in you that I could verie willingly be glad to change you for a better I know not what Title to put vpon you you haue as many stiles alreadie as the great Turke with the soldier you are a hard World with the Diuine you are a wicked world with the Lawyer you are a contentious world with the Courtier you are a slipperie world with most men a mad world and with all men a bad world The Diuell your brother and your sister the Flesh hath quite spoiled you of all your good qualities and conditions and worse then that they haue made you blinde that you cannot or will not see your owne faults and you haue blinded all your inhabitants that they can neither feele or perceiue their miseries for which cause I haue made bold to dedicate this Volume to your greatnesse wherein as in a glasse you may view your imperfections Here shall you see all your foure ages now combind in one first This is the Golden age for Gold can doe any thing it can both cleare and bleare the eies of Iustice it can turne Religion into Policie Pietie into periurie and what not Siluer indeed lookes white and white is the colour of Age Ergo the Siluer age which though it run in an inferiour straine to Gold yet it works wonders and without it there is no market kept in Church or Commonwealth for whosoeuer is King Pecunia is Queene The Brazen age is apparant in euerie mans impudencie most men and womens foreheads or our-sides which are their actions doe manifest that they liue in an age of Brasse Lastly the Iron age is palpably present for many soldiers who mainetaine their liues with daily seeking their deaths haue stomacks like Estriches and through want of meanes they eat vp their swords and pistols Amongst all these I haue long time noted your great bountie you haue beene so fauorable to giue some men as much ambition as serued them iustly for the breaking of their necks To some you haue giuen Abundance and you haue made that Abundance beget Auarice and that Auarice to beget destruction some you haue furnished with beautie and that beautie hath confounded chastitie on some you haue suddenly thrown honors and promotions and those you haue loaden with enuie slander continuall perplexities In a word your gifts are so mischieuously mixed as wit with beggerie follie with wealth and the like that I protest I am wearie of you which makes me thus bold to tell you of your iadish tricks You neuer fauored me and therefore I haue no reason to flatter you nor will I flatter you or any man that shall or will doe me fauour I neuer will make my tong like a plaisterers Trowell to dawbe and smooth ouer the vices or villanies of any with Sicophantizing Parasiticall flatterie World all that I craue of thee liuing is a graue when I am dead and although I flatter thee not yet I loue thee not nor haue I any reason for it for to mee thy fawnings haue been frownings thy beneuolence maleuolence the courtesies cares and crosses and thy riches innumerable restlesle perturbations besides when our blessed Sauior was vpon the earth thy estate was so vile and damnable that though he praied for his tormentors and crucifiers yet he onely excluded the World by name out of his praier saying I pray not for the world and can there be any hopes that thou art any better now then thou wert then nay it is to be doubted that thou art rather worse So that if any man will say that he hath occasion to
loue thee hee is either a foole or a mad man indeed our first father was too diffident towards God and too credulous toward Thee our first mother was a lyar and our first brother was a murtherer this is the sweet kindred wee came of yet thou Obewitching world doest puffe vs vp with pomp making vs forget our originall and esteeme our selues Demie-gods when we are farre lesse then men there is a more resemblance of immortalitie in a suite in Law then in the life of a man and we are so credulous that when the whoremaster is called honest man the Knaue will belieue himselfe to be so Truth is and euer hath beene dangrous to be spoken It cost Iohn Baptist his head and Clytus his life World I haue two requests to thee which if thou grant mee I will neuer thanke thee the first is good cloathes for those beare a monstrous sway because I haue occasion to speake with great men and without good cloathes like a golden sheath to a leaden blade there is no admittance Secondly that thou wilt keepe close from my Readers all preiudicate opinions or let them be perswaded that this following Booke is not of my writing for oppinion doth worke much in such cases There were Verses once much esteemed for their goodnesse because it was thought that a learned Italian Poet named Sanazarus made them but afterward being found to bee of a poore mans writing they lost their estimation An Anthem was once sung before the Dutchesse of Vrbin and but slightly regarded but after beeing knowne that Iaquin de pris made it it was extolled So for my poore inuentions of my poorer selfe were it namelesse I am perswaded that it would passe more blamelesse howsoeuer world to thee I send it I know thou hast many humours and qualities and I hope to finde some of the best of them resoluing to take my lot as it fals with patience fortitude and as many vertues as I haue and more too knowing my selfe for two conditions to haue no fellow first in beeing a Sculler secondly a VVater-Poet of the last of which there is and shall bee no more I hope And knowing further that the way to immortalitie is euer to remember mortalitie and that death hath more manners then an Ague for death will bee a mans guest but once which when hee comes I wish all men readie to bid him welcome So world in plaine termes I tell you there is no trust in you yet I like a foole put you in trùst with my Booke the reason is I am wearie of you and it and take leaue to leaue you IOHN TAYLOR Errata or Faults to the Reader FAults but not faults escap'd I would they were If they were faults escap'd they were not here But heere they are in many a page and line Men may perceiue the Printers faults or mine And since my faults are heere in prison fast And on record in print are like to last Since the Correcters let them passe the Presse And my occasions mix'd with sicknesses And that foure Printers dwelling farre asunder Did print this booke pray make the faults no wonder I will confesse my faults are â—cap'd indeed If they escape mens Censure when they read No Garden is so cleare but weedes are in 't All is not Gold that 's coined in the Mint The Rose hath prickles and the spots of sinne Oft takes the fairest features for their Inne Below the Moone no full perfection is And alwaies some of vs are all amisse Then in your reading mend each mis-plac'd letter And by your iudgement make bad words â—ound better Where you may hurt heale where you can affect There helpe and cure or else be not too strict Looke through your fingers wink conniue at mee And as you meet with faults see and not see Thus must my faults escape or escape neuer For which good Readers I am yours for euer IOHN TAYLOR In laudem Authoris THou hast no learning yet with learned skill Thou dost write well although thy meanes be ill And if I could I would thy merits raise And crowne thy temples with immortall Bayes Thine in the best of friendship ABRAHAM VIELL TAYLORS VRANIA To the Vnderstander SEe here the Pride and Knowledge of a Sayler His Sprit-saile Fore-saile Main-saile his Mizzâ—â— A poore fraile man God wot I know none frailer I know for Sinners Christ is dead and rizen I know no greater â—inner then Iohn Taylor Of all his Death did Ransome out of Prizzen And therefore here 's my Pride if it be Pride To know Christ and to know him Crucifide 1 ETernall God which in thine armes do'st Graspe All past all present and all future things And in ineuitable doome dost claspe The liues and deaths of all that dyes and springs And at the doomefull day will once vnhaspe Th' accusing booke of Subiects and of Kings In whom though ending nor beginning be Let me O Lord beginne and end in thee 2 All cogitations vaine from me remooue And cleanse my earthly and polluted heart Inspire me with thy blessings from aboue That to thy honour I with Artlesse Art May sing thy Iustice Mercy and thy Loue Possesse me with thy Grace in euery part That no prophane word issue from my pen But to the Glory of thy name Amen 3 I doe beseech thee gracious louing Father Reiect me not in thy sharpe iudging Ire But in thy multitude of Mercies Rather Recall me to thee Recollect me Nigher My wandring Soule into thy bosome Gather And with thy Grace my gracelesse heart Inspire Dictate vnto my mind what it may thinke Write with thy Spirit what I may write with ink 4 Thou all things wast cu'n then when nothing was And then thou all things did'st of nothing make Of nothing All thou still hast brought to passe And all againe to nothing must betake When sea shall burne and lâ—â—d shall melt like brasse When hills shall tremble and the mountaines quakâ— And when the World to Chaos turneâ— againe Then thou Almighty All shalt All remaine 5 And since this vniuersall massie ball This earth this aire this water and this fire Must to a ruine and a period fall And all againe to nothing must retire Be thou to me my onely All in All Whose loue and mercy neuer shall expire In thee I place my treasure and my trust Where Fellon cannot steale or canker rust 6 All things but only God at first began The vncreated God did all Create In him Alone is equall will and can Who hath no ending or commencing date To whose Eternitie all time 's a span Who was is shal be euer in one state All else to nothing hourely doth decline And onely stands vpon support Diuine 7 Our high Creator our first Parents form'd And did inspire them with his heau'nly spirit Our Soules-seducer Satan them deform'd And from Gods fauour did them disinherit Our blest Redeemer them againe reform'd And ransom'd them by his vnbounded merit Thus were
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
the seditious kill'd That with the stench of bodies putrifide A number numberles of people dyde And buriall to the dead they yeelded not But where they fell they let them stinke and rot That plague and sword and famine all three stroue Which should most bodies froÌ„ their soules remoue Vnsensible of one anothers woes The Soldiers then the liueles corpses throwes By hundreds and by thousands o're the walls Which when the Romans saw their dismall falls They told to Titus which when he perceiu'd He wept and vp t'ward heau'n his hands he heau'd And called on GOD to witnes with him this These slaughters were no thought or fault of his Those wretches that could scape from out the City Amongst their foes found â—oth reliefe and pity If the seditious any catch that fled Without remorse they straitway strook him dead Another misery I must vnfold A many Iewes had swallow'd store of gold Which they supposd should help them in their need But from this treasure did their â—aâ—e proceed For being by their en'mies fed and cherisht The gold was cause that many of them perisht Amongst them all one poore vnhappy creature Went priuatly to doe the need of Nature And in his Ordure for the Gold did looke Where being by the straggling soldiers tooke They ript him vp and searcht his maw to finde What Gold or Treasure there remain'd behind In this sort whilst the soldiers gap'd for gaine Was many a man and woman ript and slaine In some they found gold and in many none For had they gold or not gold all was one They were vnboweld by the barb'rous foe And search'd if they had any gold or no. But now my Story briefly to conclude Vespasians forces had the walls subdude And his triumphant Banner was displaide Amidst the streets which made the Iewes dismaid Who desp'rate to the Temple did retire Which with vngodly hands they set on fire Whilst Noble Titus with exceeding care Entreated them they would their Temple spare Oh saue that house quoth he ô quench oh slake And I will spare you for that Houses sake Oh let not after-times report a Storie That you haue burnt the worlds vnmatched glory For your owne sakes your children and your wiues If you doe looke for pardon for your liues If you expect grace from Vespasians hand Then saue your Temple Titus doth command The Iewes with hearts hard offred mercy heard But neither mercy or themselues regard They burnd and in their madnes did confound King Salomons great Temple to the ground That Temple which did thirty millions cost Was in a moment all consum'd and lost The blest Sanctum Sanctorum holiest place Blest oft with high Iehouahs sacred Grace Where at one offring as the Text sayes plaine Were two and twenty thousand Oxen slaine One hundred twenty thousand Sheepe beside At the same time for an oblation dide That house of God which raignes aboue the thunder Whose glorious fame made all the world to woÌ„der Was burnt and ransackt spight of humane aide And leuell with the lowly ground was laid Which when Vespasian and young Titus saw They cride kill kill vse speed and marshall Lavv The Roman soldiers then inspirde with rage Spard none slew all respect no sex or age The streets were drowned in a purple flood And slaughterd carcasses did swim in blood They slew whilst there were any left to slay The ablest men for slaues they bare away Iohn Simon and Eleazer wicked fiends As they deseru'd were brought to violent ends And from the time the Romanes did begin The siege vntill they did the Citty win Sedition sword fire famine all depriues Eleuen hundred thousand of their liues Besides one hundred thousand at the least Were tane and sold as each had beene a beast And from the time it was at first erected Till by the Remanes it was last deiected It stood as it in histories appeares Twenty one hundred seuenty and nine yeeres But yet ere God his vengeance downe did throw What strange prodigious wonders did he show As warnings how they should destruction shun And cause them to repent for deeds misdon First the Firmament Th' offended Lord Shewd them a Comet like a fiery sword The Temple and the Altar diuers nights Were all enuiron'd with bright burning lights And in the middest of the Temple there Vnnat'rally a Cow a Lambe did beare The Temples brazen gate no bolts restraine But of it selfe it open flew amaine Arm'd Men and Chariots in the Ayre assembled The pondrous Earth affrighted quak'd trembled A voyce cride in the Temple to this sence Let vs depart let vs depart from hence These supernat'rall accidents in summe Foretold some fearefull iudgement was to come But yet the Iewes accounted them as toyes Or scarcrow buggâ—beares to fright wanton â—oyes Secure they reuell'd in Ierusalem They thought these signes against their foes not them But yet when â—â—â—â— and death had all perform'd When ruine spoyle furious flames had storm'd Who then the desolated place had seene Would not haue knowne there had a Citty beene Thus Iuda and Ierusalem all fell Thus was fulfill'd what Christ did once foretell Sad deseletion all their ioyes bereft And one stone on another was not left FINIS TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE AND TRVELY VER I VOVS LADY and Noble Patronesse of good endeauours MARY Countesse of BVCKINGHAM Right Honourable Madame AS the Graces the Vertues the Senses and the Muses are emblem'd or alluded to your Noble sex and as all these haue ample residence in your worthy disposition To whom then but to your selfe being a Lady in goodnesse compleat should I commit the patronage of the memory of the great Lady of Ladies Mother to the High and Mighty Lord of Lords And though I a Taylor haue not apparell'd her in such garments of elocution and ornated stile as befits the glory and eminency of the least part of her Excellency yet I beseech your Honor to accepther for your owne worth and her Sonnes worthinesse which Son of hers by his owne merits and the powerfull mercy of his Father I heartily implore to giue your Honour a participation of his gracious Mothers eternall felicity Your Honours in all humble seruice to be commanded IOHN TAYLOR The Argument and cause of this Poem BEing lately in Antwerpe it was my fortune to ouerlooke an old printed booke in prose which I haue turned into verse of the life death and buriall of our blessed Lady wherein I read many things worthy of obseruation and many things friuolous and impertinent out of which I haue like a Bee suckt the sacred honey of the best authorities of Scriptures and Fathers which I best credited and I haue left the poyson of Antichristianisme to those where I found it whose stomackes can better digest it I haue put it to the Presse presuming it shall be accepted of Pious Protestants and charitable Catholikes as for luke-warme Nutarlists that are neither hot nor cold they doe offend my appetite and
therefore vp with them The Schismaticall Separaust I haue many times discourst with him and though hee be but a Botcher or a Button-maker and at the most a lumpe of opinionated ignorance yet he will seeme to wring the Scriptures to his opinions and presume to know more of the mysteries of Religion then any of our reuerend learned Bishops and Doctors I know this worke will be vnrelished in the pestiferous pallats of the dogmaticall Amsterdammarists but I doe must and will acknowledge a most reuerend honour and regard vnto the sacred memory of this blessed Virgin Lady Mother of our Lord and Redeemer IESVS and in my thoughts she shall euer haue superlatiue respect aboue all Angels Principalities Patriarkes Prophets Apostles Euangelists or Saints whatsoeuer vnder the blessed Trinity yet mistake me not as there is a difference betwixt the immortali Creator and a mortall creature so whilst I haue warrant sufficient from God himselfe to inuocate his name onely I will not giue Man Saint or Angell any honour that may bee derogatory to his Eternall Maiestie As amongst women she was blest aboue all being aboue all full of Grace so amongst Saints I beleeue she is supreme in Glory and it is an infallible truth that as the Romanists doe dishonour her much by their superstitious honourable seeming attributes so on the other part it is hellish and odious to God and good men either to forget her or which is worâ—e to remember her with impure thoughts or vnbeseeming speech for the excellency of so Diuine a Creature I confesse my selfe the meanest of men and most vnworthy of all to write of her that was the best of Women but my hope is that Charity will couer my faults and accept of my good meaning especially hauing endeuoured and striuen to doe my best So wishing all hearts to giue this holy Virgin such honour as may be pleasing to God which is that all should patterne their liues to her liues example in lowlinesse and humility and then they shall be exalted where she is in Glory with eternity IOHN TAYLOR THE LIFE AND DEATH OF THE MOST BLESSED AMONGST ALL VVOMEN THE VIRGIN MARY The Mother of our Lord IESVS CHRIST BEfore the fire ayre water earth were fram'd Sunne Moone or any thing vnnam'd or naun'd God was who ne'r shal end nor ne'r began To whom all ages and all time 's a span By whose appointment each thing fades or growes And whose eternall knowledge all things knowes When Adams sinne pluck'd downe supernall lre And Iustice iudg'd him to infernall fire The Mercy did the execution stay And the great price of mans great debt did pay And as a Woman tempted Man to vice For which they both were thrust from Paradise So from a woman was a Sauiours birth That purchas'd Man a Heauen for losse of earth Our blest Redeemers Mother that blest Shee Before the World by God ordain'd to be A chosen vessell fittest of all other To be the Sonne of Gods most gracious Mother She is the Theame that doth my Muse inuite Vnworthy of such worthinesse to write I will no prayers nor inuocations frame For intercession to this heau'nly Dame Nor to her name one fruitlesse word shall runne To be my Mediatresse to her Sonne But to th' eternall Trinity alone I le sing He sigh He inuocate and mone I prize no creatures glory at that rate The great Creators praise t'extenuate But to th' Almighty ancunt of all dayes Be all dominion honour laud and praise I write the blest conception birth and life Of this beloued Mother Virgin Wife The ioyes the griefes the death and buriall place Of her most glorious gracious full of grace Her Father IOACHIM a vertuous man Had long liu'd childlesse with his wife S. ANNE And both of them did zealously intend If God did euer Sonne or Daughter send That they to him would dedicate it solely To be his seruant and to liue most holy God heard and granted freely their request And gaue them MARY of that sex the best At three yeeres age she to the Temple went And there eleu'n yeeres in deuotion spent At th' end of fourteene yeeres it came to passe This Virgin vnto IOSEPH spoused was Then after foure months time was past and gone Th' Almighty sent from his tribunall throne His great Ambassador which did vnfold The great'st ambassage euer yet was told Haile MARY full of heau'nly grace quoth he The high omnipotent Lord is with thee Blest amongst women oâ— Gods gracious doome And blessed be the fruâ—â— of thy blest wombe The Angels presence and the words he said This sacred vndefiled Maid dismaid Amazed musing what this message meant And wherefore God this messenger had sent Feare not said GAERIEL MARY most renown'd Thou with thy gracious God hast sauour foâ—â—â—â— For lo thou shalt conceiue and beare a Sunne By whom redemption and saluation's wonne And thou bis sauing Name shalt IESVS call Because hee'lâ— come to saue his people all She humbly mildly heau'ns high Nuncius heares But yet to be resolu'd of doubts and feares How can these things quoth she accomplisht be When no man hath knowledge had with me The Holy Ghost the Angell then replide Shall come vpon thee and thy God and guide The power of the most High shall shadow thee That Holy thing that of thee borne shall be Shall truely called be the Sonne of God Be whom Sinne Death and Hell shall downe be trod Then MARY to these speeches did accord And said Behold the hand-Maid of the Lord Be it to me ' according to ' thy well I am thine owne obedient seruant still This being said she turn'd her Angel tongne My soule doth magnist the Lord the song My spirit and all my faculties and doyce In God my Sauiour solely doth reioyce For though mans sinnes prouoke his grieuous wrath His humble hand-maid he remembred hath For now behold from this time hence I forth shall All generations me right blessed call He that is mighty me hath magnifide And bo'y is his name his mercies hide On them that feare him to prouoke his rage Throughout the spacious world from age to age With his strong arme he hath shew'd strength and batterd The proud and their imaginations scatterd He hath put downe the mighty from their seat The mecke and humble he exalted great To fill the hungry he is prouident When as the rich away are empty sent His mercies promis'd Abr'am and his seed He hath remembred and holpe Israels need This Song she sung with heart and holy spright To land her Makers mercy and his might And the like Song sung with so sweet a straine Was neuer nor shall e'r be sung againe When MARY by the Angels speech perceiu'd How old ELIZABETH a child conceiu'd To see her straight her pious minde was bent And to Ierusalem in three dayes she went And as the Virgin come from Nazareth Talk't with her kinfwoman ELIZABETH IOHN Baptist then vnnam'd an vnborne boy
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
pleasure And put repentance off to our last leasure To shew vs though we liu'd like Iewes and Turkes Yet Gods great mercy is aboue his workes To warne vs not presume or to despaire Here 's good example in this theeuing paire These seas of care with zealous fortitude This Virgin past among the multitude Oh gracious patterne of a sex so bad Oh the supernall patience that she had Her zeale her constancy her truth her loue The very best of women her doth proue Maids wiues and mothers all conforme your liues To hers the best of women maides or wiues But as her Sonnes death made her woes abound His resurrection all griefe did confound She saw him vanquish't and inglorious And after saw him Victor most victorious She saw him in contempt to lose his breath And after that she saw him conquer death She saw him blest a cursed death to dye And after saw him rise triumphantly Thus she that sorrowed most had comfort most Ioy doubly did returne for gladnesse lost And as before her torments tyranniz'd Her ioy could after not be equalliz'd Her Sonnes all-wondred resurrection Her Sauiours glorious ascension And last the Holy Ghost from heauen sent downe These mighty mercies all her ioyes did crowne Suppose a man that were exceeding poore Had got a thousand tunnes of golden ore How would his heart be lifted vp with mirth As this great masse of treasure most part earth But to be rob'd of all in 's height of glory Would not this lucklesse man be much more sory Then euer he was glad for in the minde Griefe more then ioy doth most abiding finde But then suppose that after all this lâ—sse The gold is well refined from the dresse And as the poore man doth his losse complaine His weath more pure should be relâ—â— againe Amidst his passions in this great reliefe I doubt not but his ioy would conquer griefe Euen so our bressed Lady hauing lost Her ioy her lewell she esteemed most Her all in all the heau'n and earths whole treasure Her gracious heart was grieued out of measure But when she found him in triumphant state No tongue or pen her ioy cou'd then relate She lost him poore and â—are and dead and cold She found him rich most glâ—â—â— to behold She lost him when vpon his backe was hurld The burthen of the sinnes of all the World She lost him mortall and immortall found him For crown of thorns a crown of glory crownd him Thus all her griefes her losse her cares and paine Return'd with ioyes inestimable gaine But now a true relation I will make How this blest Virgin did the world forsake 'T is probable that as our Sauiour bid Saint Iohn to take her home that so he did And it may be suppos'd she did abide With him and in his house vntill she dide Iohn did out-liue th'Apostles euery one For when Domitian held th' Imperiall Throne To th'Ile of Pathmos he was banisht then And there the Reuelation he did pen But whilst Iohn at Ierusalem did stay God tooke the blessed Virgins life away For after Christs Ascension it appeares She on the earth suruiued fifteene yeeres Full sixty three in all she did endure A sad glad pilgrimage a life most pure At sixty three yeeres age her life did fade Her soule most gracious was most glorious made Where with her Son her Sauiour her Lord God She euerlastingly hath her abode In such fruition of immortall glory Which cannot be describ'd in mortall story There mounted meelâ—e she sits in Maiesty Exalted there is her humility There she that was adorned full of Grace Beheld her Maker and Redeemers face And there she is amongst all blessed spirits By imputation of our Sauiours merits She there shall euer and for euer sing Eternall praise vnto th' Eternall King When she had paid the debt that all must pay When from her corps her soule was past away To Gethsemany with lamenting cheare Her sacred body on the Beere they beare There in the earth a Iewell was inter'd That was before all earthly wights prefer'd That Holy wife that Mother that pure Maid At Gethsemany in her graue was laid LENVOY This worke deserues the worke of better wit But I like Pilate say What 's writ is writ If it be lik'd poore artlesse I am glad And Charity I hope will mend what 's bad I know my selfe the meanest amongst men The most vnlearnedst that e'r handled pen But as it is into the world I send it And therefore pray commend it or come to end it FINIS TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE WORTHY and Learned Gentleman S r. THOMAS Richardson Knight Lord Chiefe Iustice of his Maiesties Court of Common Pleas and Speaker in the High Court of PARLIAMENT c. A double Anagramme THOMAS RICHARDSON AS MAN HONORDE CHRIT SO CHRIST HONERD A MAN YOur name includes that As Man honorde Christ So God againe through Christ honord a Man For if Man truely honor the most High'st Then Christ to honor Man both will and can Right Worthy Lord this in your name is true You honor Christ and Christ hath honord you RIGHT HONOVRABLE BVt that I am assured that your Noble disposition in all parts is sutable to the inside of this Booke I should neuer haue dared to Dedicate it to your Patronage for as it is a Diuine Poem so haâ—â— your Worship a religious heart As it hath an honest intention so haue you a brest euer full of â—â—â— thoughts which bring forth worthy actions as it is a whip or Scourge against all sorts of priat so hâ—â—e you euer beene an vfaigned louer of Courteous humanity and humility I humbly beseech your Honour although the method and stile be plaine to be pleased to giue it fauourable entertainment for the honesty that is in it and the dutifull affection of the Author Who is most obsequiously obliged to your Honour IOHN TAYLOR TO NO MATTER VVHO NO GREAT MATTER VVHERE YET TO BE READ THERE IS MATTER WHY ALTHOVGH NOT MVCH MATTER WHEN IT is no matter in whose hands or censure this my Superibae Flagellum or Whipping or Stripping of Pride fall into If it come into the view of true Nobility or Gentry I know it will be charitably accepted If into the hands of degenerate yongsters that esteeme Pride more then all the Liberall Sciences who account the foure Cardinall vertues inferiour to their owne carnall vices such a one will put me off with a scornefull tush a pish or a mew and commit my Booke to the protection of Ajax If a wise man reade it I know it will be discreetly censur'd if a Foole his Bolt is soone shot and I am arm'd against it if a Learned man peruse it he will beare with my bad Schollership if an vnlearned I care not for his opinion if a man of knowledge view it he will pardon my ignorance if an ignorant Asse see it he will bray out his owne if an honest rich man spy it he will be
expressed by Saint Paul Romans 9. 3. Where he saith For I would wish myselfe to be separated from Christ for my brethren that are my kinsmen according to the flesh Thus these two blessed Lamps or Beacons which God appointed to illuminate his Church did desire the dreadfull Curse of Gods heauy and eternall wrath to fall vpon them for euer rather then Gods honour should be violated or their brethren befor euer reprobates These two last Curses of Moses and Paul against themselues were so great and good examples of true zeale to God and loue to our neighbours that though it be long since they liued yet I haue not read or heard of any that euer imitated them Moses as a Type of Christ before his Incarnation and Paul as a follower of Christs example after his bitter death and passion did both wish themselues to be accursed to the end that thereby so many of their miserabeb rethren might be blessed so our Sauiour Christ though hee were and is the fountaine of all blessing yet hee was contented to be made a Curse for as many as would lay hold on the promises of God by faith in him Galatians 3 23 14. And thus I conclude my third part of this Treatise of Man Cursing himselfe Fourthly When Man Curseth or Blasphemeth God THis sinne is as it may rightly be called a degree beyond sinne for this is the sword which the Deuill doth put into mad-mens hands wherewith they doe wound themselues mortally for there were neuer yet any that durst to lift vp this Cursed weapon of Blasphemy against God but that the point thereof did alwayes turne into their owne bosomes to their destructions or most grieuous calamities as Pharaoh when hee said Who is the Lord I know not the Lord neither will I leâ—â— Israel goe Exodus 5. 2. and Sennacherib King of Assyria by the mouth of his seruant Rabshakeh blasphemed the Name of the Lord of Hoasts 2. Kings 18. Where he doth impiously extoll the Heathen Idols aboue the God of Israel saying verse 34. and 35. Whence is the God of Hamath and of Arpad Where is the God of Sepharuatm Heua and Iuab How haue they deliuered Samaria out of mine hand The like did Holophernes Iudith 6. 3. when he threatned the Israelites in Bethuliah saying That their God should not deliuer them When he had set vp his golden Image threatning all that would not fall down and worship it with most cruell torments to death he proudly said Who is that God that can deliuer you out of mine hands Nicanor Lieutenant Generall or Captaine of the Host of King Demetrius 2. Machabeus 15. Against Iudas Machabeus and the Host of Israel whom he purposed to inuade vpon the Sabbath day said verse 3. Is there a Lord in Heauen that commandeth the Sabbath day to be kept and verse 4. when they said There is a liuiâ—â— Lord which ruleth in the Heauen who commanded the seuenth day to be kept then he said And I am mighty vpon Earth to command them for to arms themselues and to performe the Kings busines But this Blasphemons miscreant had his hire for he lost 35000. of his men in the battell and himselfe was slaine and his head hand and shoulder brought in triumph to the City of Ierusalem and his accursed tongue cut out and cut in small pieces and giuen to the fowles of the Ayre as the same chapteâ— doth declare The Scribes and Pharises Marke 3. 22. did Blaspheme our Sauiour and said hee had Deuill and that through the power of Beelzebub he did cast out Deuils out of the possessed But as the liues of these and all other Blasphemers were odious and execrable so were their deaths and punishments miserable and remarkable for Pharaoh after the enduring of many most grieuous plagues lost his Kingdome and his life he and all his Army being drowned in the red Sea Exod. 14. 27 28. Sennacherib for his Blasphemy lost in one night 185000. men all of them being slaine by the Angell of the Lord himselfe being forced to flee to saue his life where at his returne to his Kingdome he was slaine by his owne sonnes in the Temple at Nineueh as he was at the vngodly worship of his god Nisroch 2. Kings 19. 37. Holophernes that blasphemous Champion was by Gods iust Iudgement being asleepe in his Tent and drunken although he were in his Camp amidst a great Army of his owne rusty Souldiers yet was his head smote from his shoulders by a woman and carried â—nto the City of Bethulia and there vpon the highest place of the walles set vp in memoriall of Gods vengeance and his peoples victory â—deth 14. 1. Nebuchà dnezzar was for his blasphemy depriued of his manly reason and Kingdome â—nd for seuen yeeres space liued as a beast among the beasts of the field Daniel 4. 30. The Scribes and Pharises who were the onâ—y men in reuerend estimation amongst the â—ewes as being the writers and expounders of the Lawes for their blasphemy were deliuered vp into most miserable captiuity and â—â—erpetuall slauery as is before expressed God is iealous of the honour of his Name that he commanded the blasphemer â—o be stoned to death Leuiticus 24. 14. Which was forthwith executed vpon him in the â—3 verse For which cause when that blessed man Iob was in his greatest afflictions sitting in â—â—shes full of Byles and sores then his wife perswaded him to Curse or blaspheme God and dye Iob 2. 9. She well knowing that the Law was so strict that for euery such â—ffence there was a speedy execution of death and so by that meanes shee would haue perswaded him to haue been quickly dispatched out of his paine and misery Briefly then to conclude this short Treatise Cursing I beseech you brethren by the â—percies of God that you all haue an especiall â—â—are not to blaspheme the holy and glorious Name of our good and gracious Creator Redeemer and Sanctifier that we by our Cursing doe not turne his blessings into a Curse vpon vs and our posterity here and eternally thereafter that wee bee not so much out of â—oue charity and obedience as to Curse our Superiours neighbours or any other persons or lastly that wee bee not so wilfully â—â—ad to Curse ourselues all which Cursed â—â—eanes are the causes to plucke downe vpon our heads the dreadfull Curses of the Almighty as it hath done in all times and ages vpon Blasphemers and Cursers Against Swearing WHen man hath so farre offended God by his disobedience that hee had thereby purchased to himselfe and all his posterity perpetuall damnation not knowing which way to turne himselfe from the Almighties wrath and much lesse knowing how to bee repossest in his fauour when vndeserued vnknowne vnhoped for mans infinite misery was to bee cured by his Creators infinite mercy then at that time if God had giuen man leaue to aske some great gift which he might be redeemed by had he had licence to desire or request what
should haue a Nation purg'd and pure And as Elizabeth when she went hence Was wayted on as did be seeme a Prince Of all degrees to tend her Maiestie Neere forty thousand in that yeere did dye That as she was belou'd of high and lowe So at her death their deaths their loues did showe Whereby the world did note Elizabeth Was louingly attended after death So mighty Iames the worlds admired mireur True faiths defending friend sterne Foe to Errour When he Great Britains glorious Crown did leaue A Crowne of endlesse glory to receaue Then presently in lesse then eight months space Full eighty thousand follow him a pace And now that Royall Iames intombed lyes And that onr gracious Charles his roome supplies As Heau'n did for his Father formerly A sinfull Nation cleanse and purifie So God for him these things to passe doth bring And mends the Subiects for so good a King Vpon whose Throne may peace and plenty rest And he and his Eternally be blest NOw for a Conclusion in Prose I must haue one touch more at the vncharitablenesse and ingratitude of those beastly barbarous cruell Country Canibals whom neither the entreaty of the healthy or misery of the sicke could moue to any sparke of humanity or Christian compassion their ingratitude being such that although the Citty of London hath continually extended her bounty towards the Countries in generall and particular necessities for repairing their Churches Bridges and high wayes for their wrackes by sea for their losses by fire for their â—inundations by water for many Free-scholes Alme-houses other workes of piety and charity most largely and aboundantly expressed and most apparantly knowne vnto them yet notwithstanding all these and much more then I can recollect these Grunting Girigashites these Hog-rubbing Gadarens suffers the distressed sonnes and daughters of this famous fostering City to languish pine starue and dye in their streetes fields ditches and high-wayes giuing or allowing them no reliefe whilest they liued or burials being dead whose liues in many places might haue beene saued with the harbours and entertainment which the currish Nabals did afford their swine They haue their excuses and by the fault of their hard-heartednesse vpon the strict command from the Iustices and Magistrates alas a staffe is quickely found to beate a dogg for let it be granted that the Iustices and men of Authoritie did command and counsell then to be wary and carefull yet I am sure that neither God or any Christian or good Magistrate did euer command or exhort them to be cruell vnmercifull vnthankefull barbarous inhumane or vncharitable for it there were â—â— are any either Iustice or other of that hellis and hoggish disposition let him or them expect to howle with Diues for being so vncompassionate What haue you beene but murtherers of your Christian brethren and sisters for the rule of charity saith that whosoeuer heeor they be that may relieue or helpe the necessities of others and doth reiect or neglect it by which meanes those that are in want doe perish that they are murtherers and as many of our Country Innes and Ale-houses haue vnchang'd their signes because they will giue no harbour vpon any condition to neither whole or sicke so without Repentance and Gods great mercy some of them must expect to hang in hell for their inhospitable want or pittie What madnesse did possesse you did you thinke that none but Citizens were marked for death that onely a blacke or ciuill fuâ— of apparell with a Ruffe-band was onely the Plagues liuery No you shall find it otherwayes for a Russet Coat or a sheepe-skin couer is no Armour of proofe against Gods Arrowes though you shut vp barracado your dores and windowes as hard as your hearts and heads were Ramd against your distressed brethren yet death will find you and leaue you to iudgement The Booke of God doth yeeld vs many presidents and examples that we are to be carefull to preserue life it is madnesse to stand wilfully vnder a falling house or to sleep whilst the water ouer-flow vs to runne desperatly into the fire or not auoid a shot or a stroke of a sword It is lawfull to auoid famine to shun the Leper the great or small Pox and many other diseases for if Physicke be good to restore health it is wisdome to preserue health to preuent Physicke The skilfull Mariner in a dangerous storme or tempest will make the hest haste he can into a safe hauen or a good harbour I am commanded to loue my neighbour and to bee carefull to helpe him in the preseruation of his life and therefore I must be respectfull of mine owne Our Sauiour Christ although he was God omnipotent whose becke or the least of his commands could haue consumed Herod and crushed him and his Tyraâ—ny to nothing yet did he please not to vse the power and strength of his Godhead but for our instruction and example shewing the weaknesse and imbecillity of his humanity hee fled from Herod into Egypt By this which hath beene written it is apparent that it is lawfull for any man to absent himselfe if his calling will permit the same from manifest and approaching danger oâ— his life Beasts Fowles and Fishes will shunne their destruction Wormes and contemptible vermine as lice and slâ—as will crawle creepe and skip to saue themselues from death therefore man that hath being Life Sence Reason and Hope of immortalitie may lawfully seeke his owne preseruation But if there be any that haue out of a slauish or vnchristian-like feare fled or runne-away from this famous City in this lamentable visitation I meane such as left neither prayer or purse to relieue those that vnderwent the grieuous burthens of sickenesse and calamity such as trusted more in the Country aide then in heauenly prouidence such as imagined that their safety was by their owne care and industry not remembring that their sinnes and transgressions haue helped to pull downe Gods wrath vpon their afflicted brethren and Sisters I say if any such there be that attribute their preseruation to their owne discreet carriage giuing the praise to the meanes not much minding the All-sufficient cause and Giuer of the meanes If any such haue fallen into the vncourteous pawes of the sordid Rusticles or Clownish Coridons let them know that Gods blessings are worth thankes and that they were iuslly plagued for their vnthankefulnesse And some haue beene too swift and fearefull in flying so many haue beene too slow and aduenturous in staying depending too much vpon a common and desperate opinion that their times are fixed that their dayes are numbred that their liues are limited so that till God hath appointed they shall not dye and that it lyes not in them or any power of man to lengthen life All these Assertions are true and I must needs grant vnto them But for as much as God is the Land Lord of life and puts it as his Tenants in our frailc Tenements although
the Land Lord knowes when the Tenant shall depart yet we are ignorant and know neither when where nor how therefore though there bee no flying from death when God hath appointed it so we not knowning the time when wee shall dye must seeke to preserue life by shunning perils and dangers of death let vs make much of life whilst we haue it for wee doe not know how long we shall keepe it and let vs haue a care to liue well and then I am sure wee are out of feare to dye ill Being it is both naturall lawfull and commendable to auoid all these dangers aforesaid I hold it much reason to shunne the place or person infected with the Plague or Pestilence But here may arise an obiection for Master Mulligrubs Mistris Fump Goodman Beetle the Constable Gaffer Lagg the Hedgborough and Block the Tythingman will say that they did but seeke their owne safeties and preseruations in not entertaining the Londoners for they were ignorant and did not know who were in health or cleare and who were infectious in which regard they thought it the surest course to relieue or harbour none at all this is partly answered before for no man doth or can taxe them for being wary and carefull but for their vnchariblenesse and vnchristianlike dealing both to the quicke and dead for the Towne of Henden in Middlesex seuen miles from London was a good Country president if the rest had the grace to haue followed it for they relieued the sicke they buried the dead in Christian buriall and they being but a small Village did charitably collect eight pounds at the lest which they sent to relieue the poore of Saint Andrewes in Holborne besides they allowed good weekely wages to two men to attend and bury such as dyed and though they are no Pharises to ploclaime their owne charity yet I could not ouerslip their deserued commendations In many other places there hath been much goodnesse and Christian loue exprest for the which no doubt but there is more then an earthly reward in store For I taxe not all Townes and Villages though I thinke most of them doe harbour some in the shapes of men with the mindes of Monsters A man sicke of an Ague lying on the ground at Maydenhead in Barkeshire with his Fit violently on him had stones cast at him by two men of the Towne whom I could name and when they could not cause him to rise one of them tooke a Hitcher or long Boate-hooke and hitch'd in the sicke mans Breeches drawing him backward with his face groueling on the ground drawing him so vnder the Bridge in a dry place where hee lay till his Fit was gone and hauing lost a new Hat went his way One was cast dead into the Thames at Stanes and drawne with a Boat and a rope downe some part of the Riuer and dragged to shore and indiched One at Richmond was drawne naked in the night by his owne Wife and Boy and cast into the Thames where the next day the corpâ— was found One at Stanes carried his dead Wife on his backe in a Coffin and faine to be Bearer Priest Clarke Sexton and Graue-maker himselfe thete and many more I could speake vpon knowledge and should I write all that I am truely informed of my Booke would out-swell the limits of a Pamphlet let it suffice that God hath not forgotten to be gracious and mercifull our sicknesse he hath turned to health our mourning into ioy and our desolations into full and wholesome habitations and though the Country in many places doth beginne to share in this Contagion let them not doubt but they shall finde the City more charitable and hospitable then they deserue or can expect And so God in mercy turne his fierce wrath both from them and vs. FINIS TO ALL THOSE THAT HAVE BEENE ARE VVILL OR WOVLD BE MASTERS OF A SHILLING OR TWELVE-PENCE SIR Iohn Mandeuill an English Knight a famous Trauailer and discouerer of forraine Maners Regions and Rarieties Christopher Collumbus Magellane Hernando Cortez Don Diego de Almagro Drake Hawkins Frosbushir Baskeruile Cauendish and many more worthy Trauailers of our owne other Nations whose honourable dangerous laudable atchieuements haue made their meritorius names to be Recorded to the admiration of the time past present and to future postcrity yet if it be well considered it will plainely appeare that all their laborious endeauours had an end with their liues But the Trauailer that Itreate of the Thrice-treble-triumphant Troynouantine Twelue-pence is like a perpetuall motion in a continuall trauell to whose Iourney there can be no end vntill the world come to a finall dissolution and period For the progresse of Coriat was but a walke in regard of my Shillings per ambulation and if the inke and Paper-murthering fictions should be true of Amadis de Gaule Huon Sir Egre Beuis Guy the Mirrour of Knighthood the seuen Champions Chinon Sir Dagonet Triamore Monsieur Mallegrindo Knight of the frozen Ile If it were possible that all their lyes should be true of the great Trauels of those imaginarse and neuer seene worthies yet must they all come short of the praise that is due to my trauelling Twelue-pence I could haue bussied my braines about many other subiects as quicke Epigrams biting Satyres Sharpe Iambicks soothing Elegies pleasant Pastorals Odes Madrigals or Roundelayes alluring Sonnets flattering Epithalamiums or lying Epitaphs Panegericks or name-seruing Acrosticks and Annagrams losty Tragedie lowly Comedie riddling Morall or stately Heroicks either of all these I could haue poorely handled but that any Muse stumbled by chance vpon this Twelue-peny subiect wherein I would haue the Reader to consider what in some places I speake onely of a Shilling or Twelue-pence and in some places generally of Money â—â— haue set downe the manner of my Shillings shifting of Masters more often then the Serieants doe for they vse the old Sherifs like Almanacks out of date and yeerely serue the new but Twelue-pence hath sometimes twelue sixteene or twenty Masters in a day In a word Reader I doe not beg your fauour â—raue your acceptance entreat your kindnesse implore your loue or request your friendship for it is not any of these in particular that seeke or care for but generally at all I ayme and for all I hope and being in that hope I leaue you to Reade and Iudge of my insuing Labours and my Twelue-pences Trauels Yours as you please to be mine IOHN TAYLOR THE TRAVELS OF TVVELVE-PENCE Imagine Reader to his griefe and glory Twelue-pence him selfe declares his wandring story Relating how he first was borne and bred And how about the world he Trauailed IF any one as I dare boldly done a No man dares confesse his whole life and actions as my Twelue-pence doth His Bitth his breeding and his Life declare Let him appeare and I dare lay my necke He wil be hang'd or else deserue a checke From vast America's rude barbarous bounds b Where
is not seene in thee Would'st haue a Whore a coach smoke drinke or dice Money will bring thee all at any price Woul'dst haue all pleasures in variety Money will thy insatiate wantâ— supply Then seeting money can doe what it will Haue not men reason to regard it still Some things there are that money cannot win But they are things men take small pleasure in As Heau'n and a good Conscience Vertue Grace He that loues Money cannot these imbrace For he whose heart to Money is inclin'd Of things Coelestiall hath but little minde If Money were a woman I doe see Her case most pittie pittifull would bee Because I thinke she would â—â—â—â—â—â—â— haue Except a Goâ—ty miserable Knave One that all night would by her lye and Grone Grip'd with the Coâ—â—icke or tormenting Stone With stinking coughing gruting spitting spauling And nothing â—ut Contagâ— us Catterwalâ—ing Besides hee 'd be so Iealous day and night He would not suffer her goe out of sight That sure I thinke her Case farre worie would be Then is the Turkish Galley slauery â—or none but such as thâ—se whome Age hath got Are in the Loue of Money extreme hot And when as Hearing Sent and Teste and sight Are gone yet â—eeling Money 's their delight The whilest a Young-man full of strength and pride Would make her goe by water Run and Ride Force in all things to supply his neede For Recreation or to Cloath and Feede Compell her to maintaine him fine and braue And in a word make her his Drudge or Slaue And all his Loue to her would be â—ose For hee 'd but kiâ—e her and so let her goe Thus if It were a Woman as I say Her Case were lamentable euery way For Old men * Old mâ—n loue money viâ—â— within Doores would euer worr'y her And youngmen round about the world would hurry her That were she matched with either yong or old Her miseries would still be manifold But this Commanding bright Imperious Dame Vsde well or ill Shee 's euermore the same Locke her or Let her loose the cares not which She still hath power the whole world to bewitch I call to minde I heard my Twelue-pence say That he hath â—â—â— at Christmas beene at play At Court at th' Innes of Court and euery where Throughout the Kingdome being farre and neere At Passage and at * Strange alteration Mumchance at In and in Where Swearing hath bin counted for no Sinne Where Fullam high and Low-men bore great sway With the quicke helpe of a â—â—ard Cater â—rey My sâ—illing said such swaggering there would be Among the wrangling Knaues for me quoth he Such sâ—outing â—â—â—â— dring thrusting thronging setting Such striuing crowding iustling and such betting Such storming â—retting â—uming chasing sweating Refuse â—enounce me â—â—â—ne me sweâ—ring cheating So many heauy curses pâ—â—gues and poxes Where all are losers but the Butlers boxes That â—â—re in hâ—ll the Dâ—â—â—â—â— are in â—â—â—â—â— â—â— curse and to blasphemeâ— as they â—â—â— there Whilst without â—â—â— of â—â—â—â—â— offence They abuse th' 〈…〉 And this wicked â—â—â— that they doe make Is me from one another hâ—â—â— to rake * And tâ—wâ—â—y games â—â—â—â— * â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— That though I were a Pagan borne I see They make themselues much worse to pocket me * My shilling is no Putitan for all this These Gamâ—sters make this time a time of mirth In memory of their blest Sauiours birth Whose deare remembrance they doe annually Obserue with extreme edious gluttony With gurmandizing beastly belly filling With swinish drinking and with drunken swilling With ribald Songs Iigges Tales gawdy cloathes With bitter cursings and most fearefull oathes That svre my shilling saith the * I speake not against honest mirth friendly Gaming nor good cheere but against the vnlawfull vse of these Recreations and abuse of God Heathen will Not entertaine the Deuill halfe so ill But worship Satan in more kinde behaviour Then some professed Christians doe their Sauiour In Saturnes raigne when money was vnfound Then was that age with peace and plenty crown'd Then mine was thine Thine mine and all our liues All things in common were except our wiues But now the case is altred as they say Quite topsie-turuy the contrary way For now mens wealth is priuatly kept close The whilst their wiues are commonly let loose For he whom loue of money doth besot For 's owne soule or 's wiues body much cares not It bewitch'd Achan at the siege of Ai For which the Israelites did lose the day It made Geâ—ezi false in his affaires And gain'd the Leprosie for him and 's heires It with th' Apostle Iudas bore such sway That it made him the Lord of life betray And * Ioshua 7. Ananias and his wretched wife By suddaine death it made them lose their life And Diuine stories and prophane recite Examples of such matters infinite * 2 Kings 5. 'T is said in Salomons Dominions That Siluer was as plenty as the Stones But sure the sinne of Couerise was not Amongst them either borne or scarce begot For all that Siluer and a great deale more Rak'd and Rip'd from the Europian shore From Asia and Sun-parched Africa And from the wombe of vast America * Acts 5. From which last place the Potent King of Spaine Eleuen millions in one yeere did gaine And from Pottozy Mines he daily had Three hundred thirty thousand Ryals made To speake what mighty summes King Dauid won And left them vnto Salomon his Son * 1 Kings 10. 27. Of Gold one hundred thousand Talents fine Siluer one Thousand and thousand from the Mine Besides from Ophir he had at the least Three thousand Golden talents of the best * Purchas Iosephus doth of Dauids Tombe thus write How th'hidden Treasure there was infinite The Basons Candlesticks and Censors all Lampes Organs Instruments most musicall Ports Altar Tables Hindges the Gates to hold They were all made of pure Refined Gold Besides six hundred Shields and Targets more The King causd all with Gold be plated o're Besides the Richnes of his Royall Throne The like whereof elsewhere * 1 Chro. 22. A Talent of Gold is in value 600. Crownes was neuer none When the Great Macedonian did subdue Darius * Ioseph in the seuenth Booke of his Antiquitâ—â—â— and his haples Persian Crue 'T is said his Treasure did so much abound Twenty nine thousand Talents there was found And more he saith if we may credit this How that in Susa and * And more the Captaines 5000. Talents and 10000 â—â—â—â— of Gold and 10000. Talents of Siluer besides Brasse â—â— Iron Persepolis They found of Siluer to encrease their store One hundred seuenty thousand Talents more When Cyrus Conquer'd Croesus * Quintus Curtius Croesus lost Three hundred millions of good Gold almost 'T is writ that Midas * Two Cities in Persia. Treasure so amounted Innumerable not be Accounted Sardanapalus an Assyrian * Aâ—â—â—
Dice Is now most Gentleman-like exercise But for these few that in those dayes remaine Who are addicted to this shooting veine Let men but note their worthy disposition And we shall see they are of best condition Free honest spirits such as men may trust In all their actions constant true and iust It is a thing I haue obserued long An Archers mind is cleare from doing * For the most part this is generall wrong It is a * K. Henry the 8. did with the consent of the 2. estates in the Parliament enact a Stature for shootingâ— which Statute is still of force though not in vse note worthy respect and marke An Archer is no base defamed Sharke Not giuen to pride to couetousnesse or To swearing which all good men doe abhorre Nor doth he exercise or take delight To cheate to cogge to lye and to backe-bite But with most louing friendly conuersation He practiseth this manly recreation There was a Statute in th' eight Henries raigne Which Statute yet doth in full force remaine And as it stands in force so doth my Muse With that it were obseru'd and kept in vse Within these few yeeres I to mind doe call The Yeomen of the Guard were Archers all A hundred at a time I oft haue seene With Bowes Arrowes ride before the * Queene Elizabeth Queene Their Bowes in hand their Quiuers on their shoulders Was a most stately shew to the beholders And herein if men rightly doe obserue The Arrowes did for two good vses serue First for a shewe of great magnificence And trusty weapons for to guard their Prince Prince Charles our hope of Britaines happinesse Doth his affection oftentimes expresse With many Noble men of worthy race Doe with their best performance shooting grace And long may these * The Highland-men or Red-shanks in Scotland are exceeding good archers superiour Worthies liue Example to th' inferiour sort to giue That though this exercise be much declin'd May some supporters and defenders find King Sauls braue sonne true-hearted Ionathan * 2 â—am 1. 18. Dauids true friend a Prince a valiant man Did in this noble quality excell As the true story of his life doth tell King Dauid made a Law and did command That shooting should be taught within this land Thus from true Histories we plainely see That shooting is of great antiquity And that the glory of the Gooses wings Hath beene aduanc'd by Princes Lords and Kings And that yet Princes Peeres and Potentates And best of all conditions and estates Doe giue to Archery the praise and prise Of the best manly honest exercise The praise of the Gooses Quill ANd thus for shooters hauing shew'd my skill I 'le now say somewhat for the Gooses Quill Great Mars his Traine of Military men I leaue and turne the Shaft into a Pen The Gooses feather acteth sundry parts And is an Instrument both of Armes and Arts. Many diuine and heauenly mysteries And many memorable Histories Had with blind Ignorance beene ouer-growne And were 't not for the Pen had ne'r bin knowne The Muses might in Parnass hill haue staid Their fames had ne'r bin through the world displaid But that the Gooses Quill with full consent Was found to be the fittest Instrument To be their Nuntius and to disperse Their glory through the spacious Vniuerse Grammar that of all Science is the ground Without it in forgetfulnesse were drownd And Rethorick the sweet rule of eloquence Through the Goose Quill distils it's Quintessâ—â—â— Logick with definitions I am sure Were nothing or else very much obscure Astronomie would lye or lye forgot And scarce remembred or regarded not Arithmetick would erre exceedingly Forgetting to deuide and multiply Geometry would lose the Altitude The craslic Longitude and Latitude And Musick in poore case would be o're-throwne But that the Goose Quill pricks the Lessons downe Thus all the liberall Sciences are still In generall beholding to the Quill Embassages to farre remoted Princes Bonds Obligations Bills and Euidences Letters twixt foe and foe or friend and friend To gratulate instruct or reprehend Assurances where faith and troth is scant To make the faithlesse to keepe couenant The Potent weapon of the reuerend Law That can giue life or death saue hang or draw That with a Royall or a noble dash Can from the Kings Exchequer fetch the Cash To most shop-keepers it a reckoning makes What 's got or lost what he layes out or takes Without the Goose a Scriuener were a foole Her Quill is all his onely working toole And sure a Goose is of a wondrous nature Contrary to each other liuing creature Things that in water earth or ayre haue growth And feede and liue bite onely with the mouth But the Goose with sophisticated skill Doth bite most dangerously with her quill Yet is she free from prodigality And most of all bites partiality She oft with biting makes a Knight a detter * A shrewd biting beast And rankle to a Begger little better She oft hath bit a Gallant from his land With quick conueyance and by slight of hand Sometimes his biting is as durable As is a Gangren most incureable And many that into her fangs doe fall Doe take the Counters for their Hospitall A Forger or a Villaine that forsweares Or a False-witnesse she bites off their eares On me her pow'r she many times hath showne And made me pay more debts then were mine oâ—â—â— Thus doth her Quill bite more then doe her chaps To teach fooles to beware of after-claps They say in Latine that a Gooses name â—â— ANSER which made in Anagram SNARE in English which doth plaine declare That she to fooles and knaues will be a snare * Hereupon began the Prouerbes of good Goose bite not â—deede she oft hath beene a snare to mee â—y selfe was in the fault alas not shee The memorable honour of the Goose sauing the Capitoll at Rome Bvt now to shew her neuer-dying name And how at Rome she wan deseruing fame When barbarous Brennus cruell King of Galls And wasted Italy and raz'd Romes Walls When deuastation did depopulate With sword and furious fire the Romane state When many a throat was tyrannously cut And all the Citie to the sacke was put When many of the Citizens did flye â—â—to the Capitoll to liue and dye Whereas the Image of great Iupiter The rip rap thwick thwack thumping thunderer Was of refined gold adorn'd ador'd Where helples fooles poore helples helpe implor'd The Capitoll a goodly building was And did for strength by Art and Nature Passe â—o that the people that were there within Thought it impregnable that none could win But slender watch vpon the walls they kept And thinking all secure secure they flept They thought Ioues Statue and his Temple there Was a sure guard that foes they need not feare But Ioue these dangers did not vnderstand Or else he had some other worke in hand Perhaps poore Io like a Cow in shape He
spoke The weights sell downe because the Iacke rope broke And he that of these lines doth make a doubt Let him sit downe and picke the meaning out FINIS TO ALL MY LOVING ADVENTVRERS BY VVHAT NAME OR TITLE SOEVER MY GENERALL SALVTATION REader these Trauailes of mine into Scotland were not vndertaken neither in imitation or emulation of any man but onely deuised by my selfe on purpose to make triall of my friends both in this Kingdome of England and that of Scotland and because I would be an eye-witnes of diuers things which I had heard of that Countrey and whereas many shallow-brain'd Critickes doe lay an aspersion on me that I was set on by others or that I did vnrgoe this proiect either in malice or mockage of Master Benjamin Ionson I vow the faith of a Christian that their imaginations are all wide for he is a Gentleman whom I am so much obliged for many vndeserued courtesies that I haue receiued â—m him and from others by his fauour that I durst neuer to be so impudent or inâ—atcfull as either to suffer any mans per swasions or mine owne instigation to incite â—â—â— to make so bad a requitall for so much goodnesse formerly receiued so much for at and now Reader if you expect That I should write of Cities situations Or that of Countries I should make relations Of brooks crooks nooks of riuers boorns and rills Of mountaines fountaines Castles Towres and hills Of Shieres and Pieres and memorable things Of liues and deaths of great commanding Kings I touch not those they not belong to mee But if such things as these you long to see Lay downe my Booke and but vouchsafe to reede The learned Camden or laborious Speede. And so God speede you and me whilst I rest yours in all thankefulnesse IO TAYLOR THE PENNYLES PILGRIMAGE OR THE MONEY-LESSE PERAMBVLATION OF IOHN TAYLOR ALIAS THE KINGS MAIESTIES WATER-POET HOVV HE TRAVAILED ON FOOT FROM LONDON TO EDENBOROVGH IN Scotland not carrying any Money to or fro neither Begging Borrowing or Asking Meate Drinke or Lodging LIst Lordings list if you haue lust to list I write not here a tale of had I wist But you shall heare of trauels and relations Descriptions of strange yet English fashions And he that not beleeues what here is writ Let him as I haue done make proofe of it The yeere of grace accounted as I weene One thousand twice three hundred and eighteene And to relate all things in order duly 'T was Tuesday last the foureteenth day of Iuly Saint Reuels day the Almanacke will tell ye The signe in Virgo was or neere the belly The Moone full three dayes old the wind full South At these times I began this tricke of youth I speake not of the Tide for vnderstand My legges I made my Oares and rowd by land Though in the morning I began to goe Good fellowes trooping flock'd me so That make what haste I could the Sunne was set Ere from the gates of London I could get At last I tooke my latest leaue thus late At the Bell Inne that 's extra Aldersgate There stood a horse that my prouant should carrie From that place to the end of my fegarie My Horse no Horse or Mare but gelded Nagge That with good vnderstanding bore my bagge And of good cariage he himselfe did show These things are ex'lent in a beaste you know There in my Knapsack to pay hungers fees I had good Bacon Bisket Neates-tongue Check With Roses Barberies of each Conserues And Mitridate that vigrous health preserues And I entreate you take these words for no-lyes I had good Aqua vita Rosa so-lies With sweet Ambrosia the gods owne drinke Most ex'lent geere for mortals as I thinke Besides I had both vineger and oyle That couâ—d a daring sawcie stomack foyle This foresaid Tuesday night 'twixt eight and â—â—â— Well rigg'd ballac'd both with Beere and Wâ—â— I stumbling forward thus my iaunt begun And went that night as farre as Aslington There did I finde I dare affirme it bold A Maydenhead of twenty fiue yeeres old But surely it was painted like a whore And for a signe or wonder hang'd at dore Which shewes a Maidenhead that 's kept so long May be hang'd vp and yet sustaine no wrong There did my louing friendly Host begin To entertaine me freely to his Inne And there my friends and good associates Each one to mirth himselfe accommodates At Wel-head both for welcome and for cheere Hauing a good New tonne of good stale Beere There did we Trundle downe health after health Which oftentimes impaires both health weaâ—â—â— Till cuery one had fill'd his mortall Trunke And onely Nobody was three parts drunke The morrow next Wednesday Saint Swithens day â—rem ancient Islengton I tooke my way â—â— Hollywell I was inforc'd carrowse â—â—le high and mightie at the Blind-mans house â—ut ther 's a helpe to make amends for all That though the Ale be great the Pots be small â—t High-gate hill to a strange house I went And saw the people were to eating bent â—â—either borrow'd Crau'd Ask'd Begg'd or Bought â—ut most laborious with my teeth I wrought â— did not this 'cause meate or drinke was â—cant â—ut I did practise thus before my want â—â—ike to a Tilter that would winne the prize Before the day hee 'le often exercise â— I began to put in vre at first These principles 'gainst hunger 'gainst thirst â—â—lose to the Gate there dwelt a worthy man That well could take his whiffe quaffe his Can â—â—ight Robin Good-fellow but humours euill â—oe call him Robin Fluto or the Deuill â—ot finding him a Deuill freely harted With friendly farewels I tooke leaue and parted And as alongst I did my Iourney take â—dranke at Broomes well for pure fashions sake â—wo miles I trauelled then without a bayte â—he Sarazens head at Whetstone entring straight â—found an Host might lead an Host of men â—ceeding Fat yet named Lean and Fen. And though we make small reckoning of him here â—â—ce's knowne to be a very Great man there There I tooke leaue of all my Company â—ade all farewell yet spake to No-body â—ood Reader thinke not strange what I compile â—or No-body was with me all this while And No-body did drinke and winke and scinke And on occasion freely spent his Chinke â—any one desire to know the man â—alke stumble Timndle but in Barbican â—her's as good Beere and Ale as euer twang'd And in that street kind No-body is hang'd â—â— leaning him vnto his matchlesse fame â—o St. Albanes in the Euening came Where Master Taylor at the Sarazens head â—nask'd vnpaid for me both lodg'd and fed â—â—â— Tapsters Hostlers Chamberlaines and all â—i'd me a labour that I need not call â—he Iugges were fild fild the cups went round â—â—â—d in a word great kindnes there I found â—â— which both to my Cousin and his men â—â— still be thankefull in word deed and pen. â—â— Thursday morning there I made my
calling by all meanes to make the reckoning great or to make vs men of great reckoning But in his payment he was tyred like a Iade leauing the Gentleman that was with me to discharge the terrible Short or else one of my horses must haue laine in pawne for his superfluous calling and vnmannerly intrusion But leauing him I left Huntington and rode on the Sunday to Puckeridge where Master Holland at the Faulkon mine old acquaintance and my louing and ancient Hoste gaue mee my friend my man and our horses excellent cheere and welcome and I paid him with Not a penny of money The next day I came to London and obscurely coming within More-gate I went to a house and borrowed money And so I stole backe againe to Iflington to the signe of the Mayden head staying till Wednesday that my friends came to meete me who knew no other but that Wednesday was my first comming where with all loue I was entertained with much good cheere and after Supper we had a play of the life and death of Guy of Warwicke played by the Right Honourable the Earle of Darbâ— his men And so on the Thursday morning being the fifteenth of October I came home to my house in London THE EPILOGVE TO ALL MY ADVENTVRERS AND OTHERS THus did I neither spend or begge or aske By any course direct or indirectly But in each tittle I perform'd my taske According to my bill most circumspectly I vow to God I haue done SCOTLAND wrong And iustly ' gainst me it may bring an Action I haue not giuen 't that right which doth belong For which I am halle guilty of detraction Yet had I wrote all things that there I saw Misiudging censures would suppose I flatter And so my name I should in question draw Where Asses bray and prattling Pies doe chatter Yet arm'd with truth I publish with my Pen That there th' Almighty doth his blessings heape In such aboundant food for Beasts and Men That I ne're saw more plenty or more cheape Thus what mine eyes did see I doe beleeue And what I doe beleeue I know is true And what is true vnto your hands I giue That what I giue may be beleeu'd of you But as for him that sayes I lye or dote I doe returne and turne the Lye in 's throate Thus Gentlemen amongst you take my ware You share my thankes and I your moneyes share Yours in all obseruance and gratefulnesse euer to be commanded IO TAYLOR FINIS THE GREAT EATER OR PART OF THE ADMIRABLE TEETH AND STOMACKS EXPLOITS OF NICHOLAS WOOD OF HARRISOM IN THE COVNTY OF KENT HIS EXCESSIVE MANNER OF EATING WITHOVT MANNERS IN STRANGE AND TRVE MANNER DESCRIBED BY IOHN TAILOR REcords and Histories doe make memorable mention of the diuersitie of qualities of sundry famous persons men and women in all the Countries and Regions of the world how some are remembred for their Piety and Pitty some for Iustice some for Seuerity for Learning Wisedome Temperance Constancie Patience with all the vertues Diuine and morall Some againe haue purchased a memory for Greatnesse and Talnesse of body some for Dwarfish smalnesse some for beautifull outsides faire feature and composition of Limbs and stature many haue gotten an earthly perpetuity for cruelty and murther as Nero Commodus and others for Leachery as Heliogabalus for Drunkennesse Tiberius alias Biberius for Effeminacy as Sardanapalus for Gluttony Aulus Vitellius who at one supper was serued with two thousand sorts of fishes and seuen thousand sowles as Suetonius writes in his ninth Booke and Iosephus in his fifth Booke of the Iewes warres Calâ—gula was famous for Ambition for hee would bee ador'd as a God though he liu'd like a Deuill poysoning â—â—â— Vnkle and deflowring all his Sisters And in â—â— ages and Countries time hath still producâ—â— particular persons men women either â—â—â— their vertnes or their vices to be remembred that by meditating on the good we may bâ— imitating their goodnesse and by viewing â—â—â—â— bad we might be eschewing thier vices To descend lower to more familiar examples I haue knowne a great man very expâ—â—â— on the Iewe-harpe a rich heire excellenâ—â— Noddy a Iustice of the Peace skilfull â—â— Quoytes a Marchants wife a quicke Gaâ—â—â—ster at Irish especially when she came to beâ—ring of men that she would seldome misse â—â—â—â—tring Monsieur La Ferr a French-man â—â—â— the first inuentor of the admirable Gameâ— Double-hand Hot-cockles Gregorie Daâ—â—â—â— an English man deuised the vnmatchable mystery of Blind-man-buffe Some haue â—â—â— a gility to ride Poast some the facility â—â—runne Poast some the dexterity to â—â—â—â— Post and some the ability to speake poâ—â— For I haue heard a fellow make a Hackney â—â— his tongue in a moment he hath gallop'dâ— â—ye from China to London without Bridle or â—addle Others doe speake poast in a thicke â—â—â—â—ing kind of Ambling-trot and that in â—â—ch speede that one of them shall talke more â—â— one quarter of an houre then shall be vnderstood in seuen yeeres And as euery one â—â—â—h particular qualities to themselues and diâ—â—onant from others so are the manners of â—iues or liuings of all men and women vaâ—ious one from another as some get their liâ—ing by their tounges as Interpreters Lawâ—ers Oratours and Flatterers some by â—â—yles as Maquerellaes Concubines Curâ—â—â—anes or in plaine English Whores Some by theiâ— feete as Dancers Lackeyes Footmen and Weauers and Knights of the publicke or common order of the Forke Some by their braines as Politicians Monopolists Proiectmongers Suit-ioggers and Stargaâ—ers Some like the Salamander liue by fire â—s the whole Race of Tubalcaine the Vulâ—anean Broode of Blacksmiths fire-men Colliers Gunners Gun-founders and all sorts of mettle-men Some like the Cameleon by the Ayre and such are Poets Trumpetters Cornets Recorders Pipers Bag-pipers and some by smoake as Tobaconists Knights of the Vapour Gentlemen of the Whiffe Esquires of the Pipe Gallants in Fumo Some liue by the Water as Herrings doe such are Brewers Vintners Dyers Mariners Fisher-men and Sâ—ullers And many like Moles liue by the Earth as griping Vsurers racking Landlords toyling Plowmen moyling Labourers painefull Gardners and others Amongst all these before mentioned and many more which I could recite this subiect of my Pen is not for his qualitie inferiour to any and as neere as I can I will stretch my wit vpon the Tenters to describe his name and Character his worthy Actes shall be related after in due time duely And Be it knowne vnto all men to whom these presents shall come that I Iohn Taylor Waterman of Saint Sauiours in Southwarke in the County of Surrey the Writer hereof c. will write plaine truth bare and threed-bare and almost starke-naked-truth of the descriptions and remarkable memorable Actions of Nicholâ—â— Wood of the Parish of Harrisóm in the County of Kent Yeoman for these considerations following First I were to blame to write more then truth because that which is knowne to be true is enough Sâ—condly
not to stay â—nd gui's but what she meanes to take away â—or by discretion is truly knowne â—â—er liberall gifts she holds still as her owne And vnto me her bounty hath bin such â—hat if she cak't againe I care not much I haue loue which I to God doe owe With which I haue a feare doth in me grow â—loue him for his goodnesse and I feare â—â—o angee him that hath lou'd me so deare â—feare in lout as he 's a gracious God Not loue for feare of his reuenging Rod. And thus a louing feare in me I haue Like an adopted sonne not like a slaue â—â— haue a King whom I am bound vnto â—o doe him all the seruice I can doe To whom when I shall in Alegeance faile Let all the Diuels in hell my soule assaile If any in his gouernment abide In whom foule Treacherous malice doth recide â—Gainst him his Royall off-spring or his friends â— wish that Halters may be all their ends And those that cannot most vnfainedly â—â—y this and sweare as consident as I Of what degree soe'r I wish one houre They were in some kind skilfull Hangmans power I haue a life was lent me 'fore my birth By the great Landlord both of Heau'n and Earth But though but one way vnto life is common For All that euer yet was borne of woman Yet are there many thousand wayes for death To dispossesse vs of our liues and breath For why the Lord of life that life doth make Will as the pleaseth life both giue and take And let me blamelesse suffer punishment Or losse of goods or causelesse banishment Let me be hang'd or burn'd or stab'd or drownd Aâ—'s one to me so still my Faith keepe sound Then let my life be ended as God will This is my minde and hope shall be so still To get to Heau'n come thousand deaths together Th' are welcome pleasures if they bring me thither I know for certaine all Mortality When it begins to liue begins to dye And when our liues that backe againe we giue We euer endlesse then doe dye or liue When good men wish long life 't is vnderstood That they would longer liue to doe more good But when a bad man wisheth to liue long It is because he faine would doe more wrong And this one reason giues me much content Though I shall haue no Marble Monument Where my corrupted Carkasse may inherit With Epitaphs to blaze my want of merit To waste as much to pollish and be-guild As would a charitable Almes-house build All which a gouty Vsurer or worse May haue and haue poore peoples heauy curse That many times the sencelesse Marble weeps Because the execrated corps it keepes When the meane space perhaps the wretched soule In flames vnquenchable doth yell and howle I haue a hope that doth my heart refresh How-e'r my soule be sundred from my flesh Although I haue no friends to mourne in sacke With merry insides and with outsides blacke Though ne'r so poorely they my corps interre Without bell booke or painted Sepulcher Although I misse these trisles Transitory I haue a hope my soule shall mount to glory I haue a vaine in Poetry and can Set forth a knaue to be an honest man I can my Verses in such habit clad T' abuse the good and magnisie the bad I can write if I lift nor Rime or Reason And talke of fellony and whistle Treason And Libell against goodnesse if I would And against misery could raile and scould Foule Treachery I could mince out in parts Like Vintners pots halfe pints and pints quarts Euen so could I with Libels base abound From a graine waight or scruple to a pound With a low note I could both say or sing As much as would me vnto Newgate bring And straining of my voyce a little higher I could obtaine the Fleet at my desire A little more aduancing of my note I from the Fleet might to the Gatehouse flote Last aboue Ela raising but my power I might in state be mounted to the Tower Thus could my Muse if I would be so base Run carelesse by degrees into disgrace But that for loue of goodnesse I forbeare And not for any seruile flauish feare Time seruing vassalls shall not me applaud For making of my Verse a great mans Bawd To set a lustre and a flatt'ring glosse On a dishonourable lump of drosse To slabber o'r a Ladies homely feature And set her forth for a most beauteous creature Nor shall my free inuention stoope t' adore A fowle diseased pocky painted whore Rewards or bribes my Muse shall ne'r entice To wrong faire Vertue or to honor Vice But as my Conscience doth informe me still So will I praise the good condemne the ill That man is most to be abhord of men Who in his cursed hand dares take a pen Or be a meanes to publish at the presse Prophaned lines or obsceane beastlinesse Scurrility or knowne apparant lyes To animate or couer villanies A halter for such Poets stead of Bayes Who make the Muses whores much worse then Thais Such Rascals make the Heliconian well In estimation and respect like hell And of all good men iustly are rewarded Contemn'd and scorn'd like hell hounds vnregarded For Poetry if it be vs'd aright Sets forth our Makers mercy and his might For though through ignorance it hath some foes God may be prais'd in Verse as well as prose Poets in Comedies are fit for Kings To shew them Metaphoricall such things As is conuenient they should know and heare Which none but Poets dare to speake for feare A Poet 's borne a Poet and his trade Is still to make but Orators are made All Arts are taught and learn'd we daily see But taught a Poet neuer yet could be And as the Tree is by the fruit well knowne So by his writing is a Poet showne If he be well dispos'd hee 'l well indite If ill inclinde he vicsously will write And be he good or bad in his condition His Lines will shew his inward disposition And to conclude this point and make an end The best amongst them hath much need to mend I haue a tongue and could both sweare and lye If to such customes I would it apply But often swearing now and then for sweares And lying a mans credit quite out weares I 'l trust an arrant Thiefe to keepe my purse As soone as one that loues to sweare and curse For can it be that he that takes a vse And custome God in swearing to abuse Can it be thought he will make Conscience then To play the false dissembling Knaue with men Nor can my supposition euer dreame That he who dares his Makers name blasphome But that if Time would but occasions bring He would betray his Countrey and his King For 't is a Maxim no man can conuince The man that feares not God loues not his Prince And he that cares not for his soule I thinke Respects not if his Country swim or sinke
blind Fortune grant To me for wit and mony both I want Yet for mine eares price I could vndertake To buy as much as would a Lybell make Or I could haue as much as fits these times With worthlesse Iests or beastly scurity Rimes To serue some Lord and be a man of note Or weare a guarded vnregarded Coat Wit for a foole I thinke enough I haue But I want wit to play the crafty knaue And then the Prouerbe I should finely fit In playing of the foole for want of wit To Archie at the Court I 'l make a iaunt For he can teach me any thing I want And he will teach me for a slender fee A foolish knaue or knauish foole to bee Garrt growes old and honest and withall His skill in knauish fooling is but small The Knight o' th' Sunne can caper dance and leape And make a man small sport exceeding cheape In the old ' time a wise man was a foole That had compar'd himselfe with great Otoole But his good dayes are past he 's downe the winde In both his eyes and vnderstanding blinde But holla holla Muse come backe againe I was halfe ranisht with a fooling vaine And if I had gone forward with full speed I 'd plaid the foole for want of wit indeed As Frogs in muddy ditches vse to breed So there 's a wit that doth from Wine proceed And some doe whet their wit so much thereon Till all the sharpenesse and the steele is gone With nothing left but back the edge gone quite Like an old Cat can neither scratch nor bite The wit I want I haue yet yeelds no profit Because a foole hath still the keeping of it Which had it in a Wisemans head beene planted I should not now want what I long haue wanted I want that vndermining policy To purchase wealth with soule dishonesty And I doe want and still shall want I hope Such actions as may well deserue a Rope I want a mind bad company to haunt Which if I doe it seemes I foresight want I want a Kingdome and a Crowne to weare And with that want I want a world of care But might I be a King I would refuse it Because I doe want wisedome how to vse it When an vnworthy man obtaines the same He 's rais'd to high preferment for his shame For why the office of a King is such And of such reuerence as I dare not tutch Like to the Thunder is his voyce exprest His Maiesty as Lightniug from the East And though he want the art of making breath Hee 's like a Demy-God of life and death And as Kings before God are all but men So before men they all are gods agen Hee 's a good King whose vertues are approu'd Fear'd for his Iustice for his mercy loud Who patternes all his Royall dignity By the iust rule of Heauens high Maiesty Who can distribute to good mens content Reward for vertue vices punishment Who loues a poore mans goodnesse and doth hate All soule corruption in a man of State Combin'd in loue with Princes neere and farre Most affable in peace powerfull in warre And aboue all religious full of zeale To guard the Church guide the Common-weale And though such Kings as this haue seldome beene Yet such a King as this I oft haue seene And as I want a Regall power and fame I want Reuenues to maintaine the same I thinke a King that 's made of * I should beleeue all were Gold that glisters Ginger-bread His Subiects would obey him with more dread And any knaue that could but kisse his Claw And make a leg would make me but Iack-Daw And as the Swallow all the Summer stayes And when the winter comes he flyes his wayes So flatt'rers would adore my happinesse And take their flight and leaue me in distresse To praise my vices all the swarme of them Would stocke and all my vertues would condem Much worse then Rauens is their flattery For Rauens eate not menvntill they dye But so a flatt'ring knaue may get and thriue He daily will deuoure a man aliue Besides the body onely feeds the Fowle But flattery oft consumes both body and soule For like to trencher-Flies they euer proue Who still wait more for lucre then for loue Thus though I want a Kingly power Royall 'T is 'gainst my will to want will to be loyall And if that any King aliue there bee That willingly would change estates with mee I in my bargaine should haue gold for brasse And he would be accounted but an Asse For any Kings estate be 't ne'r so bad To change it with Iohn Taylor were starke mad A King of Clubs keeps subiects in more awe For he commands his Knaue except at Maw A King of Spades hath more wit in his pate To delue into the secrets of his state The King of Diamonds is too rich and wise To change his pleasures for my miseries And for the King of Hearts he 's so belou'd That to exchange with me he 'l ne'r be mou'd For I am full of feares and dangerous doubts And poorer farre then is a King of Clouts I therefore will a Subiect still remaine And learne to serue that am vnsit to reigne I want ten millions of good coyned gold And with that want want troubles manifold But if I had so much what man can tell But that I should want grace to vse it well Within the walls and skirts of Treynonant Many that haue most goods most goodnesse want For Charity and Riches seldome can Haue both possession in a wealthy man Fooles that are rich with multitudes of Pieces Are like poore simple sheepe with golden fleeces A knaue that for his wealth doth worship get Is like the Diuell that 's a cock-horse set For money hath this nature in it still Slaue to the goodman master to the ill The Couetons amidst his store is poore The minde content is rich and seekes no more Who couers most hath least who couets least Hath most for why sufficient is a feast Wealth vnto mischiefes might my mind inchant And therefore 's is much good for me I want I want a Sonne and Heyre and I perceiue That he no portion could from me receiue Vnlesse I could bequeath him Poetry To adde more pouerty to pouerty But as I doe want Children I want care And iealousie in which some Fathers are For many of them rake and toyle Goâ—â—ot To gather wealth for Heyres they ne'r begot And run to Hell through mischiefes greedily For other mens misgotten Bastardy The greatest females vnderneath the skye Are but fraile vessels of mortality And if that Grace and Vertue be away There 's Honour's shame and Chastitie's decay For if inconstancy doth keepe the dore Lust enters and my Lady prones a Whore And so a Bastard to the World may come Perhaps begotten by some stable Groome Whom the fork-headed her cornuted Knight May play and dandle with with great delight And thus by one base
many times the text we doe forget Thinke but of this and then the yeere before Must be abated halfe or some what more Thus many a Christian sixty yeeres hath trod The earth and not six months hath sem'd his God When we our liues vnequally thus share In thinking of it I am full of care I care in all my actions so to liue That no occasion of offence I giue To any man with either pen or tongue In name or same or goods to doe them wrong For he 's the greatest murderer aliue That doth a man of his good name depriue With base calumnious slanders and false liess T is the worst villany of villanies To blast a good mans name with scandals breath Makes his dishonor long furuiue his death For Infamie's a colour dyde in graine Which scarcebliuion can wash out againe As nothing's dearer then a mans good name So nothing wounds more deeper then desame Nature gaue man a paire of eares and eyes And but one tongue which certainely implies That though our sight and hearing still is free â—â— must we not speake all we heare or see Then he 's a Viper that doth lyes inuent To worke thereby anothers detriment T is sinne to slander a notorious Knaue But sinne and shame a good man to depraue Thus good or bad or whatsoe'r they are To doe to neither of them wrong I care I care to get good Bookes and I take heed And care what I doe either write or read Though some through ignorance some through spite â—â— said that I can neither read nor write â—â— though my lines no Scholership proclaime â—â— I at learning haue a kind of ayme And I haue gatherd much good obseruations From many humane and diuine translations â— was well entred forty Winters since â—â— farre as possum in my Accidence And reading but from possum to posset There I was mir'd and could no further get Which when I thinke vpon with mind deiected â—â— care to thinke how learning I neglected The poet * Part of the Bookes of â—â—ry that I haue read Quid or Ouid if you will Being in English much hath helpt my skill And Homer too and Virgil I haue seene And reading them I haue much better'd beene â—â—frey of Bulloyne well by Fairfax done â—â—â— that much loue hath rightly wonne Did Chaucer Sidney Spencer Daniel Nash â—â—dip'd my finger where they vs'd to wash As I haue read these Poets I haue noted * Bookes that I haue read of Poesie Much good which in my memory is quoted Of Histories I haue perusde some store As no man of my function hath done more The Golden legend I did ouer tosse And found the Gold mixt with a deale of drosse â—â— haue read Plutarchs Morals and his Liues And like a Bee suckt Hony from those Hiues â—sepbus of the Iewes Knowles of the Turks Marcus Aurelius and Gâ—â— works â—yd Grimstane Montaigne and Suetonius Agrippa whom some call Cornelius Graue â—â—â— and Câ—â—bden Purchas Speed Did Monumentall â—â—â— and Hollinshead And that sole Booke of Bookes which God hath giuen The â—â—â— Testanicâ—ts of heauen That I haue read and I with care confesse My selfe unworthy of such happinesse And many more good Bookes I haue with care Lookt on their goods and neuer stole their ware For no booke to my hands could euer come If it were but the Treatise of Tom Thumb Or Scoggins Iests or any simple play Or monstrous nowes came Trundling in my way All these and ten times more some good some bad I haue from them much obseruation had And so with care and study I haue writ These bookes the issue of a barren wit The most of them are verse but I suppose It is much ease to name them here in prose The names of many of the bookes that I haue written First the Sculler Vpon Coriat three merry bookes called Odcombs complaint Coriats resurrection and Laugh and be fat The nipping or snipping of Abuses Two mad things against Fenor Taylors Vrania The marriage of the Princesse An Elegy on Prince Henry Two bookes of all the Kings of England Three weekes three dayes and three houres obseruations in Germany Trauels to Scotland Trauels to Prague in Bohemia An Englishmans loue to Bohemia The Bible in verse The Booke of Martyrs in verse The praise of Hempseed A kicksy winsy The great O Toole Iacke a Lent The praise of Beggery Taylors Goose. Faire and soule weather The life and death of the Virgin Mary The Whip of Pride And lastly since the reigne of th' Emperour * I was much beholding to this Emperors name to make vp the meeter OTTO Was neuer seene the like of TAYLORS MOTTO All these and some which I haue quite forgot With care as is aforesaid I haue wrote I care how to conclude this carefull straine In care I care how to get out againe I care for food and lodging fire and rayment And what I owe I care to make good payment But most of all I care and will endeuer To liue so carefull that I may liue euer Thus without wronging any man a iot I shew I haue what euery man hath notâ— My wants are such that I forgiue them free That would but steale the most of them from me My cares are many as I here expresse Poore couzin Germans vnto carelesnesse I haue a knowledge some men will read this I want the knowledge how their liking is I care in all that I herein haue pend To please the good and shew the bad to mend And those that will not thus be satisfi'd I haue a spirit that doth them deride I flattry want mens likings to obtaine I care to loue those that loue me againe Thus be mens iudgements steady or vnsteady To like my Booke the care is tane already The Prouerb sayes that haste makes often waste Then what is waste impute it to my haste This Booke was written not that here I bosst Put houres together in three dayes at most And giue me but my breakfast I 'l maintaine To write another e'r I eate againe But well or ill or howsoe'r t is pend Lik't as you list and so I make an END ODCOMBS COMPLAINT OR CORIATS FVNERALL EPICEDIVM OR DEATH-SONG VPON HIS late-reported drowning With his Epitaph in the Barmuda and Vtopian tongues And translated into English by IOHN TAYLOR The Authour in his owne defence IF any where my lines doe fall out lame I made them so in merriment and game For be they wide or side or long or short All 's one to me I writ them but in sport Yet I would haue the Reader thus much know ' That when I list my simple skill to show In poesie I could both read and spell I know my Dactils and my Spondees well My true proportion and my equall measure What accent must be short and what at leasure How to transpose my words from place to place To giue my poesie the greater grace Either in Pastorall or
Comick straine In Tragedy or any other vaine In nipping Satyrs or in Epigrams In Odes in Elegies or Anagrams In eare-bewitching rare Hexameters Or in Iämbicke or Pentameters I know these like a Sculler not a Scholler And therefore Poet pray asswage your choller If as a theese in writing you enuy me Before you iudge me doe your worst and try me TO THE MIRROR OF TIME THE MOST REFVLGENT SPLENDIDIO VS REFLECTING COVRT Animal Don Archibald Armstrong Great M. Comptroller Commander and Countermander of mirth alacrity sport and ridiculous confabulations in this Septentrionall â—â—â— Westerne Monarchie of Magna Britania Your poore and daily Orator IOHN TAYLOR wisheth increase of your wisdome in your owne person and that your eminence and spirit may be infused into the bosoms of most mens heires that esteeme more of Wealth then of Wisdome RIght worthy worthlesse Patron the dayes and times being such wherein wit goes a wooll-gathering in a thredbare Iacket and folly is well reputed amongst those that seeme wise I considering this hauing but little wit in a mad humour bade farewell it and neuer so much as asked the question Wit whither wilt thou Being certainly perswaded that playing the foole will repaire the â—â—reaches which my vnhappy wit hath made in the Bulwarke of my reputation as it hath done to many others wherefore good sir with reuerence I hearing that so great a member in your esteemed quality as M. Thomas Coriat of Odcomb was drowned in his passage towards Constantinople and knowing that many good and worthy writers haue graced his liuing trauels So I haue made bold vnder your great Patronage to write his tragicall supposed Death-song or Funerall Eâ—legie not knowing any man of that worthy worth besides your selfe to whom I might dedicate these sad Epicediums Thus not doubting of your acceptance and protection I commit my selfe and my labors to your wonderfull wisdomes cenâ—ure alwaies hauing a poore Muse to trauell in your seruice Iohn Taylor TO THE GENTLEMEN READERS THAT vnderstand A.B. from a Battledore No Sooner newes of Coriats death was com But with the same my Muse was strookeÌ„ dom â— whilst he liued he was my Muses subiect Her onely life and sense sole pleasing obiect OdeoÌ„bian Graecian Latin Great ThomAsse He being dead what life hath she alasse â— yet I hope his death was false Report Or else 't was rumord to beget some sport To try how his deare friends would take his death And what rare Epicediums they would make T' accompany his all-lamented Herse In hobling iobling rumbling tumbling verse Some smooth some harsh some shorter some long As sweet Melodious as Madge Howlets song But when I saw that no man tooke in hand To make the world his worth to vnderstand Then vp I bussled from Obliuions den And of a Ganders quill I made a pen With which I wrote this following worke of woe Not caring much if he be dead or noâ— For whilst his body did containe a life The rarest wits were at continuall strife Who should exceed each other in his glory But none but I haue writ His Tragick story If he be dead then farewell he if not At his returne his thankes shall be thy lot Meane time my Muse doth like an humble Pleaâ—â— Intreat acceptance of the gentle Reader Remaining yours euer IOHN TAYLOR A SAD IOYFVLL LAMENTABLE DELIGHTFVLL MERRY-GO-SORRY ELEGY OR FVNERALL POEM VPON the supposed death of the famous Cosmographicall Surueior and Historiographicall Relator M r THOMAS CORIAT of Odcomb O For a rope of Onions from Saint Omers And for the muse of golden tongued Homers That I might write and weepe and weep and write Odcombian Coriats timelesse last good-night O were my wit inspir'd with Scoggins vaine Or that Will Summers ghost had seaz'd my braine Or Tarlton Lanum Singer Kempe and Pope Or she that danc'r and umbled on the rope Or Tilting Archy that so brauely ran Against Don Phebâ—â— knight that wordy man O all you crue in side pi'd coloured garments Assist me to the height of your preferments And with your wits and spirits inspire my pateful That I in Coriats praise be not ingratefull If euer age lamented losse of folly If euer man had cause of Melancholly Then now 's the time to waile his ruthlesse wracke And weepe in teares of Clares and of Sack ANd now according to my weake inuention His wondrous worthles worthines I 'l mention Yet to describe him as he is or was The wit of Men or monsters would surpasse His head was a large poudring tub of phrases WheÌ„ce men would pick delites as boys pick daises O head no head but blockhouse of fierce wars Where wit and earning were at daily lars Who should possesse the Mansion of his pate But at the last to end this great debate Admired learning tooke his heads possession And turnd his wit a wandring in progression But Miny on Muse hold whither wilt thou goe Thinkst thou his rare anatomy to shew None borne a Christian Turke nor yet in Tartary Can write each veyne each sinew and each artery His eyes and eares like Broakers by extortion Ingrost strange forraine manners and proportion But what his eyes and eares did see or heare His tongue or pen discharg'd the reckoning cleare That sure I thinke he well could proue by law He vttered more then e'r he heard or saw His tongue and hands haue truly paid their score And freely spent what they receiu'd and more But lord to see how farre o'r-shot am I To wade thus deepe in his Anatomy What now he is I 'l lightly ouerpasse I 'l onely write in part but what he was That as Grim Death our pleasures thus hath crost T is good because he 's gon to know what 's lost HEe was the Imp whilst he on earth suruiu'd From whom this west-worlds pastimes were deriu'd He was in City Country field Court The Well of dry braind lests and Pump of sport He was the treasure-house of wrinckled laughter Where melancholly moods are put to slaughter And in a word he was a man 'mongst many That neuer yet was paralleld by any Who now like him in spite of wind and weather Will weare one shiftlesse shirt 5. months together Who now to doe his natiue country grace Will for a Trophee execute his case Who now will take the height of euery Gallowes Or who 'l describe the signe of euery Alchouâ—e Whether his Host were bigge or short or tall And whether he did knock e'r he did call The colour of his Host and Hostesse haire What he bought cheap what he paid for deare For Veale or Mutton what he paid a ioynt Where he sate down and where he loos'd a poynt Each Tower each Turret and each lofty steeple Who now like him wil tel the vulgar people Who now will set a worke so many writers As he hath done in spite of his back-biters With Panegericks Anagrams Acrosticks â—emblazon him the chiefe among fantasticks â—las not one not one
principall matter there and so be gone In this city of Agra where I am now I am to remaine about 6. weeks longer to the end to expect an excellent opportunity which then wil offer it selfe vnto me to goe to the famous riuer Ganges about 5. dayes iourney from this to see a memorable meeting of the gentle people of this countrey called Baicans whereof about foure hundred thousand people goe thither of purpose to bathe and shaue themselues in the Riuer and to sacrifice a world of gold to the same Riuer partly in stamped money and partly in massie great lumpes and wedges throwing it into the Riuer as a sacrifice and doing other strange Ceremonies most worthy the obseruation such a notable spectacle it is that no part of all Asia neither this which is called the great Asia nor the lesser which is now called Natolia the like is to be seene This shew doe they make once euery yeere comming thither from places almost a thousand miles off and honour their Riuer as their God Creator and Sauiour superstition and impiety most abominable in the highest degree of these brutish Ethnicks that are aliens from Christ and the common-wealth of Israel After I have seene this shew I will with all expedition repaire to the city of Lahore twenty dayes iourney from this and so into Persia by the helpe of my blessed Christ. Thus haue I imparted vnto you some good accidents that happened vnto me since I wrote a letter vnto you the last yeere from the Kings Court and some little part of my resolution for the disposing of a part of my time of abode in Asia Therefore now I will â—â—aâ— to a conclusion the time I cannot liaâ—â— when I shall come home but as my merciful God and Sauiour shall dispose of it A long rabble or commendations like to that which I wrote in my last letter to you I hold not so requisite to make at this present Therefore with remembrance of some few friends names I will but vp my present Epistle I pray you recommend me first in Odcombe to Master Gallop and euery good body of his family if hee liueth yet to Master Bâ—râ—b his wife and all his family to all the Knights William Chum Iohn Selly Hugh Donne and their wiues to Master Atkins and his wife at Norton I pray you commend mee in Euill to these to old Master Seward if hee liueth his wife and children the poore widow Darby old Master Dyer and his Sonne Iohn Master Ewins old and young with their wiues Master Phelpes and his wife M. Starre and his wife with the rest of my good friends there I had almost forgotten your husband to him also to Ned Barbor and his wife to William Ienings commend me also I pray you and that with respectfull termes to the godly and reuerent fraternity of Preachers that euery second Friday meet at a religious exercise at Euill at the least if that exercise doth continue pray read this letter to them for I thinke they will be well pleased with it by reason of the nouelties of things And so finally I commit you and all them to the blessed protection of Almighty God From Agra the Capitall City of the Dominion of the great Mogoll in the Easterne India the last of October 1616. Your dutifull louing and obedient Sonne now a desolate Pilgrim in the World THOMAS CORIAT The Copy of a speech that I made to a Mahometan in the Italian tongue THe Copie of a speech that I made extempore in the Italian tongue to a Mahometan at a City called Moltan in the Eastern India two daies iourny beyond the famous Riuer Indus which I haue passed against Mahomet and his accursed Religion vpon the occasion of a discourtesie offered vnto me by the said Mahometan in calling mee Giaur that is infidell by reason that I was a Christian the reason why I spake to him in Italian was because he vnderstood it hauing been taken slaue for many yeeres since by certaine Florentines in a Gally wherein he passed from Constantinople towards Alexandra but being by them interrupted by the way he was carried to a City called Ligerne in the Duke of Florences Dominions where after two yeeres hee had learned good Italian but he was an Indian borne and brought vp in the Mahometan Religion I pronounced the speech before an hundred people whereof none vnderstood it but himselfe but hee afterward told the meaning of some part of it as farre as he could remember it to some of the others also If I had spoken thus much in Turky or Persia against Mahomet they would haue rosted me vpon a spit but in the Mogols Dominions a Christian may speake much more freely then hee can in any other Mahometan Country in the world The speech was this as I afterward translated it into English BVt I pray thee tell me thou Mahometan dost thou in sadnes call mee Giaur That I doe quoth he Then quoth I in very sober sadnes I retort that shamefull word in thy throate and tell thee plainly that I am a Musulman and thou art a Giaur For by that Arab word Musulman thou dost vnderstand that which cannot be properly applied to a Mahometan but onely to a Christian so that I doe consequently inferre that there are two kindes of Muselmen the one â—n Orthomusulman that is a true Musulman which is a Christian and the other a Pseudo-musulman that is a false Musulman which is a Mahometan What thy Mahomet was from whom thou dost deriue thy Religion assure thy selfe I know better then any one of the Mahometans amongst many millions yea all the particular circumstances of his life and death his Nation his Parentage his driuing Camels through Egypt Syria and Palestina the marriage of his Mistris by whose death hee raised himselfe from a very base and contemptible estate to great honour and riches his manner of coozening the sottish people of Arabia partly by a tame Pigeon that did flye to his eare for meat and partly by a tame Bull that he fed by hand euery day with the rest of his actions both in peace and warre I know aswell as if I had liued in his time or had beene one of his neighbours in Mecca the truth whereof if thou didst know aswell I am perswaded thou wouldest spit in the face of thy Alcaron and trample it vnder thy feet and bury it vnder a laâ—e a booke of that strange and weake matter that I my selfe as meanly as thou dost see mee attired now haue already written two better bookes God be thanked and will here after this by Gods gracious permssion write another better and truer yea I would haue thee know thou Mahometan that in that renouned Kingdome of England where I was borne learning doth so flourish that there are many thousand boyes of sixteene yeeres of age that are able to make a more learned booke theaâ— thy Alcason neither was it as thou and the rest of you Mahometans
With false bewitching verses to entice Fraile creatures from faire vertue to foule vice Whose flattry makes a Whore to seeme a Saint That stinkes like carrion with her Pox and paint Comparing her with false and odious lies To all that 's in or vnderneath the skies Her eyes to Sunnes that doe the Sunne Eclips Her Cheekes are Roses Rubies are her lips Her white and red Carnation mixt with snow Her teeth to orientall pearle a Row Her voice like Musicke of the heau'nly Spheares Her haire like thrice refined golden Wires Her breath more sweet then Arromaticke drugs â—ile Mounts of Alabaster are her dugs Her Bracelets Rings her Scarfe her Fan her Chaine Are subiects to inspire a Poets braine But aboue all her Smock most praise doth win For 't is the Curtaine next vnto her skin Her loose Gowne for her looser body fit Shall be adored with a flash of wit And from the chin-clowt to the lowly Slipper â—â— Hdicorian streames his praise shall dip her Leaue vnnam'd what is affected best â—â— 't is most sit for it maintaines the rest Her thighs her knees her legs her feet and all â—roâ—top to toe are supernaturall Her Iuory hands with saphire veines inlaid Which cannot be by mortall pen displaid Her smile makes cold December Summer like Her frown hot Iune with shiuering â—rost can strike â—ed life and death doth in her lookes abide â—r many Knaues and Fooles that said so lyde â—â— Shapperoones her Perriwigs and Tires â—â—â—â— Reliques which this flatt'ry much admires â—â—â—atoes Maske her Busk and Busk-point too â—â— things to which mad men must homage doe â—â—t Verdingale her Garters Shooes and Roses â—â—et Girdle that her wastfull waste incloses â—â—ot one of these but 's honour'd with a Sonet â—â— the said poet be but set vpon it Another seeks to win his Wenches will With oy lie Oratories smoothing skill As thus MOst inestimable Magazin of beauty rare Master-piece of nature perfections wonder and â—â—â—s Quintessence in whom the port and maiestie â—â— Iuno the feature of Citherea the wisdome of â—ues Braine-bred a Pallas Girle the chastitie of Diana â—d the constancie of Lucretia haue their domeâ—tall habitation who with the Goddesses art â— side with the Graces graced with the Vertues â—â—llifide with the Muses honored and with the â—â—ses admired vouchsase dread Empresse of my â—â—fection to pardon the intrusiue boldnesse of my stun'd tongue which was neuer tipt with the â—â—urtly Glosse of Adulation who being the Amâ—â—sadour of my heart doth prostrate my selfe and â—â— best seruices to be disposed of at your great comâ—ands and as the Refulgent beames of Titan â—he parity of obscurity soone glance or glimpse the translucencie of your eyes sun-dezeling corruscancy will exile all the cloudie vapours of heart-tormenting moody melancholly that like an vsurping Tyrant hath captiuated your humble suppliant thus seruently to implore your Clemency Here 's a sweet deale of scimble scamble stuffe To please my Lady Wagtayle marry muffe Gep with the * Grinkcomes is an Vtopian word which is in English a P. at Paris Grinkcomes but I speake too late This kinde of flatt'ry makes a whore take state Growes pocky pround and in such port doth beare her That such poore scabs as I must not come neere her Thus may shee liue much honour'd for her crimes And haue the Pox some twelue or 13 times And shee may be so bountifull agen To sell those Pox to three or fourescore men And thus the Surgcons may get more by farre By Whores and Peace then by the sword and warre And thus a Whore if men consider of it Is an increasing gainfull piece of profit But of all Whores that I haue nam'd before There 's none so cunning as the Citie Whore Shee hath so many seuerall sorts of Bawds To cloake and couer her deceipts and frauds That sure the Deuill cannot more deuise Then shee to blind her horned husbands eyes One offers Purles to sell and fine Bone-lace And whispers that her Friend 's in such a place A second offers Starch and tels her how Her sweet-heart tarries for her at the Plow A third sels Wafers and a fourth hath Pins And with these tricks these Bawds admittance wine That had her Husband Argos eyes yet he By these deceiuers should deceiued be If all these faile a begger-woman may A sweet loue letter to her hands conuay Or a near Laundresse or a Hearbwife can Carry a sleeuelesse message now and then Or if this faile her teeth may ake for sooth And then the Barbar must come draw a Tooth Or else shee may be sicke vpon condition That such a Doctor may be her Physition He feeles her pulses and applyes his trade With Potions which th' Apothecary made All 's one for that her health shee quickly gaines Her Husband payes the Doctor for his paines But of all Bawds Gold is the Bawd indeed It seldome speakes but it is sure to speed It can blind Watches open bolts and locks Breake walls of stone as hard as Marble rocks Make Iron barres giue way and gates fly ope Giues Lust the reynes to run with boundlesse scope Kils Iealousie appeases Riuals and Doth what the owners will or can command And last of all it stops the biting iawes Of the inst rigorous and seuerest Lawes I therefore say He that hath golden pelfe Hath a good Bawd if so he please himselfe Those that haue gold can want no Bawds or QueaÌ„s Except they vse a meane to guide their meanes To end this point this consequence I le grant Those that haue golden Bawds no whores can want And though the mighty power of gold be such Yet Siluer many times can doe as much Thus euery * A scraping miserable father that cares not how he get Gold to leaue it to a Whoremaker his Son in his sons prouideÌ„t Bawd wealthy Whoremaster may beare His Bawd in 's purse or pocket any where For mine owne part I liue not in such want But that I eate and sleepe though coyne be scant And 'cause I want the Bawd I nam'd before By consequence I needs must want the Whore And wanting of them both I hope to bee From Gowts Pox and extortion euer free But as there 's wondrous difference in mens meat So is the ods of Whores exceeding great Some Rampant some Couchant and some Passant Some Guardant some Dormant some Cressant Some Pendant some a Pox on 't but the best on 't A priuate Whore trades safely there 's the iest on 't Besides as Whores are of a seuerall cut So fitting Titles on them still are put For if a Princes loue to her decline For manners sake shee 's call'd a Coâ—cubine If a great Lord or Knight affect a Whore Shee must be term'd his Honours Paramore The rich Gull Gallant call's her Dear and Loue Ducke Lambe Squall Sweet-heart Cony and his Doue A pretty wench she 's with the Country-man And a Kind Sister with the Puritane She 's a
to steale and run away most swift In their conceits and fleights no men are sharper Each one as nimble-finger'd as a Harper Thus Thieuing is not altogether base But is descended from a lofty Race Moreouer euery man himselfe doth show To be the Sonne of Adam for wee know He stole the Fruit and euer since his Seed To steale from one another haue agreed Our Infancy is Theft 't is manifest Wee crie and Rob our Parents of their Rest Our Childe-hood Robs vs of our Infancy And youth doth steale out childe-hood wantonly Then Man-hood pilfers all our youth away And middle-age our Man-hood doth conuay Vnto the Thieuing hands of feeble age Thus are wee all Thieues all our Pilgrimage In all which progresse many times by stealth Strange sicknesses doe Rob vs of our health Rage steales our Reason Enuy thinkes it fit To steale our Loue whilest Foliy steales our wit Pride filcheth from vs our Humility And Lechery doth steale our honesty Base Auarice our Conscience doth purloin Whilest sloth to steale our mindes from work doth ioyâ—â— Time steales vpon vs whilest wee take small care And makes vs old before wee be aware Sleepe and his brother Death conspite our fall The one steales halfe our liues the other all Thus are wee Robb'd by Morpheus and by Muâ— Till in the end each Corps is but a Coarse Note but the seasons of the yeere and see How they like Thieues to one another bee From Winters frozen face through snow showers The Spring doth steale roots plants buds flowers Then Summer Robs the Spring of natures sute And haruest Robs the Suramer of his fruite Then Winter comes againe and he bereaues The Haruest of the Graine and Trees of Leaues And thus these seasons Rob each other still Round in their course like Horses in a mill The Elements Earth Water Ayre and Fire To rob each other daily doe conspire The fiery Sun from th' Ocean and each Riuer Exhales their Waters which they all deliuer This water into Clowdes the Ayre doth steale Where it doth vnto Snow or Haile congeale Vntill at last Earth robs the Ayre againe Of his stolne Treasure Haile Sleete Snow or Riâ—â— Thus be it hot or cold or dry or wet These Thieues from one another steale and get Night robs vs of the day and day of night Light pilfers darknes and the darknes light Thus life death seasons and the Elements And day and night for Thieues are presidents Two arrant Thieues we euer beare about vs The one within the other is without vs All that we get by toyle or industry Our Backes and Bellies steale continually For though men labour with much care and carke Lie with the Lamb downe rise vp with the Larâ— Sweare and forsweare deceaue and lie and cog And haue a Conscience worse then any Dog Be most vngracious extreme vile and base And so he gaine not caring for disgrace Let such a Man or Woman count their gaines They haue but meat and raiment for their paines No more haue they that doeliue honestest Those that can say their Cousciences are best Their Bellies and their Backes day night and houâ—â— The fruits of all their labours doe deuoure These Thieues doe rob vs with our owne good will And haue dame natures warrant for it still â—â— crimes these Sharks do worke each others wrack â—â— reuening Belly often robs the backe Will feed like Diues with Quaile Raile Pheasant â—beâ—â—â— all tarter'd like a Peasant Sometimes the gawdy Backe mans Belly pines â—â—which he often with Duke Humphrey dines â—â— whilest the mind defends this hungry stealth â—â— sâ—ies a temp'rate dyet maintaines health â—â—â—â— cry let guts with famine mourne â—â— maw's vnseene good outsides must be worne â—â— these Thieues rob vs and in this pother â—â—mind consents and then they rob each other â—â—knowledge and our learning oft by chance â—â— steale and rob vs of our ignorance â—â— ignorance may sometimes gaine promotion There it is held the mother of deuotion â—â—â—knowledge ioyn'd with learning are poore things â—at many times a man to begg'ry brings â—â—â— fortune very oft doth iustly fit â—â—l to haue all the woâ—â—â— some all the wit â—â—â—â— robs some men into it list â—eales their coyne as Thieues doe in a mist â—â— men to rob the pot will ne'r refraine Still the pot rob them of all againe â—rodigall can steale exceeding briefe â—ks his owne purse and is his owne deare Thiefe And thus within vs and without vs we â—â—â— Thieues and by Thieues alwaies pillag'd be â—â— then vnto the greatest Thieues of all Those Thâ—â—â—â—â—y is most high and capitall â—â— that for pomp and Titles transitory â—â—your Almighty Maker of his Glory â—â— giue the honour due to him alone â—to a carued block a stock or stone â—â—image a similitude or feature Angell Saint or Man or any creature â—â— Altars Lamps to Holy-bread or Waters â—â—â— shrines or tapers of such iugling matters â—â— reliques of the dead or of the liuing â—is is the most supremest kind of Thieuing â—â—esides they all commit this fellony â—t breake the Sabbath day maliciously â—â—â— giues vs six daies and himselfe hath one â—â—herein he would with thanks be call'd vpon â—â— those that steale that day to bad abuses â—â— God of honour without all excuses Into these Thieues my Thiefe doth plainly tell But though they hang not here they shall in hell Accept repentance and vnworthy Guerdon â—â—rough our Redeemers merits gaine their pardon â—â— there 's a crue of Thieues that prie and lurch And steale and share the liuings of the Church These are hells factors merchants of all euill Rob God of soules and giue them to the Deuill For where the tythe of many a Parish may Allow a good sufficient Preacher pay Yet hellish pride or lust or auarice Or one or other foule licencious vice Robs learning robs the people of their reaching Who in seuen yeeres perhaps doe heare no preaching When as the Parsonage by account is found Yeerely worth two three or foure hundred pound Yet are those Soules seru'd or else staru'd I feare With a poore a In the 93. page of a Booke called The Spirit of Detraction the Author cites 12. parishes in one Hundred in Wales in this predicament Reader for eight pounds a yeere A Preacher breakes to vs the Heau'nly Bread Whereby our straying Soules are taught and fed And for this heau'nly worke of his 't is sence That men allow him earthly recompence For shall he giue vs food that 's spirituall And not haue meanes to feed him corporall No sure of all men 't is most manifest A painfull Churchman earnes his wages best Those that keepe backe the Tythes I tell them true Are arrant Thieues in robbing God of'd due For he that robs Gods Church t' encrease his pelfe 'T is most apparent he robs God himselfe The Patron oft deales with his Minister As Dionisius with b Iupitert Idoll in Siracusa in Sicilia Iupiter He stole his golden Cloake
selfe-loue all our crimes excusing â—â—â— Consciences true euidence accusing â—â—â— fights and teares the Messengers we send â—â— God that all our sorrowes may haue end â—d then through faith and hope we doe beleeue Againe a pardon better than repreeue â—â—â— lastly death doth free the soule from thrall â—â—â— makes a laile delinery vnto all â—â—â— is our flesh the wals our bones the grates â—â—â— eyes the windowes and our mouthes the gates â—â—â— Nose the Chimney Kitchen is the brest â—â—â— a â—r Sâ—â—cke tongue the taster of the worst and best â—â—â— hands the Caruers teeth the Cookes to mince â—â—â— diet of a Pea sane or a Prince â—â—â— hunger is best sawce as I doe thinke â—â— beliâ—es cellers where we lay our drinke â—â—â— in these corps of ours deciphered thus â—â—â— are prisoners vnto all of vs. â—â—â—race guides vs sowe by grace guide them â—â—â— way vnto the new Ierusalem â—â—â—ne rugged winter with frosts stormes and gusts â—â—â—â—â— prisoners yeerely in the b The earth a Prison earth it thrusts â—â—â— roots flowers fruits worms til sun raine â—â—â—h Summers heat doth baile them forth againe â—â—â—of all men aliue I find c A strait suit is aâ—â— Prison a Tailor â—â—â— appeared artificiall Iailor â—â—â— doe commit themselues vnto his charge â—â—â—may but will by no meanes goe at large â—â—â— stene many in the Taylors Iaies â—â—â— labour'd till they sweat with tooth and nailes â—â—â— whilst a man might ride fiue miles at least â—â—â—their clothes together on the brest â—â—â—being then in prison button'd vp â—â—ose that scarcely they could bite or sup I have heard their pride how loud it lide â—â—esting that their clothes were made too wide a â—â—â— men loue bondage more then liberty â—â—â— 't is a gailant kinde of foolery â—â—â— thus amongst themselues they haue a Law â—â—â—ke and dawbe the backe and pinch the Maw â—â—â— thankes their soules should be in mighty trouble â—â—â— they are imprison'd double â—â—orps and Clothes and which is true and plaine â—â—â— seeme to take great pleasure in their paine â—â—â— hoomaker's a kind of Iailor too â—â—â— very strange exploits he dares to doe â—â—â— many times he hath the power and might â—â—â— into his Stoâ—ks a Lord or Knight d A Shoomakers Prison The Madam and the Maid he cares not whether He laies them all fast by the heeles in lether Plaine f Truth and honesly prisoners Honesty and Truth both Prisoners are Although they seldome come vnto the barre Yet are they kept so closely day and night That in an age they scarsely come in sight And but for many of our Countries pillers True Tailers Weauers and cleane finger'd Millers Good Sericants and kind Brokers did releeue them g A hard case I know not who would any comfort giue them No doubt but many a Lasse that faine would wed Is her owne h A maindenhead often times is a Prisoner Iailor to her maindenhead With much vnwillingnesse she keepes it close And with her heart she 'l gladly let it lose But looke to 't wenches if you giue it scope 'T is gone past all recouery past all hope Much like old Time which ceaselesse doth run on But neuer doth returne once being gone The i The Gowt a prisoner of State Gowt's a sawcy Prisoner and will haue His keepers to maintaine him fine and braue His Iailors shall no needy beggers be But men of honour and of high degree And ouer them he beares such great command That many times they can nor gor nor stand And if he would breake Iaile and flie 't is thought He by his keepers neuer should be sought And k Money a close Prisoner money is close Prisoner I thinke sure Where no man can its liberty procure The Diuels Stewards and his Bailifes vow That monies freedome they will not allow Vnlesse vnto a Miser or a Whore But by all meane faâ—â— hold it from the poore I wish l Amen Coine were as painfull as the Gout To those that hoard it and I make no doubt But miserable Iailers would agree To ope their Prisons and let money flee And were it not a lamentable thing That some great Emperour or some mighty King Should be imprison'd by a vastall slaue And lodg'd aliue as t were within his Graue Such is the case of Siluer and of Gold The chiefest of all mettals fast in hold And darknesse lies held in the Misers stocks m Gold and Siluer kept in bondage by Iron In steele and ironbars and bolts and locks Though gold and siluer royall mettals be Yet are they flanes to yron at we see But leauing Gold and Gowt I le turne my pen To what I haue digrest from Iayles and men Let man examine well himselfe and he Shall find himselfe his n Most men are their owne enemies greatest enemie And that his losse of liberty and pelfe He can accuse non for it but himselfe How passions actions and affections cluster And how to ruinate his state they muster His frailty armes his members and his senses To vndertake most dangerous pretences The backe oft tempts him vnto borrowed brauery And all his body suffers for 't in slauery His Belly tempts him to superfluous fare For which his cops lyes in a Iaylors snare His Eyes from beauty to his heart drawes lust For which he 's often into prison thrust His Eares giue credit to a knaue or theese And 's body suffers for his eares beleefe His Tongue much like a Hackney goes all panes In City Country Court and Campe all places It gallops and false gallops trots and ambles One pace or other still it runnes and rambles Of Kings and Princes states it often prattles Of Church and Common-wealth it idly cattles Of passing of it's word and â—uetiships For which at last the Ioyle the carkassenips Mans Hands haue very oft against him warr'd And made him of his liberty debarr'd A stab a blow a dashing of a pen Hath clap'd him closely in the Iaylors deâ— The Feet which on the ground men daily tread The way to their captiuity doe lead Now for the inward faculties I find Some lye in Prison for their haughty mind Some for their folly sone because too wise Are mew'd vp in the Iaylors on bodies Some for much gaming or for recreation Doe make a Iayle their homely habitation And thus it plainly may be proued well Mans greatest foes with in himselfe doe dwell And now two contraries I will compare To shew how like and how vnlike they are A Iayle our birth and death and getting free These foure doe all agree and disagree For all degrees our birth and life we know Is naturall * Wee are all borne in one forme and come into the world of one fashion but wee dye and leaue the world infinite wayes one way for high and low But death hath many thousand wayes and scares To take our liues away all vo 〈…〉 es And therefore of our liues
â—â—â— charge of physicke or of being sicke Besides the word Hang is so much in vse That few or none will take 't as an abuse â—â—â— doth a great mans kindnesse much approue When he shall bid a man Behang'd in loue And with some men 't is common courtesie To say Farewell be hang'd that 's twice God bwy The pictures the dearest friends we haue Although their corps are rotten in the graue We hang them for a reuerend memory To vs and vnto our posterity â—â— hang their wiues in picture which haue cause To hang their persons wer 't not for the lawes â—â—â— hang their heires in pictures who would faine With their good fathers hang'd their lands to gaine â—â—â— oft haue seene good garments for mens wearing Haue very thrifily beene hang'd to ayring And I have seen those garments like good fellows Hang kindly with their master at the Gallowse â—â—â— then in to the Hangmans Wardrobe drop Haue beene againe hang'd in a Broakers shop Which after by a Cut purse bought might be And make another iourney to the Tree Twixt which and twixt the Broaker it might goe Or ride some twelue or thirteene times or moe Thus th'hangmans haruest and the Brokers grow They reape the crop which sin and shame doth sow There are rich Hangings made of Tapestrie Of Arras and of braue embrodery Those are for Princes and for men of worth T' adorne their roomes and set their greatnes forth But as dead bones in painted Tombes doe bide These b If all traitors hypocrites flatterers extortioners oppressours bribetakers cheaters panders bawds c. were hang'd vp in the woods on seuerall trees there is no Arras or Tapestry can grace and adorne a Princes Court as those Hangings could become a Common-wealth Hangings filthy rotten wals doe hide A Harts-horne to a post fast nailed on Serues well for men to hang their hats vpon But if they knew their heads would serue the turne They would not shift their hats from horne to horn Mens swords in Hangers Hang fast by their side Their Stirrops Hang when as they vse to ride Our Conies and our Deere are Hang'd in toiles Our meat hangs o'r the fire when as it boiles Our light Hangs in the Lanthorne all men fees Our fruit wee eat was hang'd vpon the trees Signes hang on posts shew whereas tradsmen dwels In steeples all men know are Hang'd the Bels The scales or ballance hangs where things are weigh'd Goods Hang'd in Craines that 's in or out conuei'd Yards failes sheets tacks lists caskets bolins braces Are fitly hang'd in their conuenient places The compasse that directs where windes doe blow Is Hang'd vpon the Needles point we know In stately buildings Timbet Lead and Stone Are Hang'd and hoist or Buildings would be none c Here is an army of Hangings Our Maps where in the world described be Are all Hang'd vp against the wals we see Our Cazements Hang as they doe ope and shut Our Curtaines Hang which bout our beds we put Our Hogs are Hang'd else Bacon we might looke Doores Hang on hinges or I am mistooke And many a trusty Padlocke Hangs no doubt To let in honest men and keepe knaues out Sea-Cabins Hang where poore men sleepe and rest Our Clokes Hang on our backs 't is manifest The Viall Citterne the Bandore and Lute Are cas'd or vncas'd all Hang'd vp and mute Our Linnen being wash'd must Hang to dry Or else Lice will Hang on and multiply Thus Hanging 's beneficiall to all States Whilst Gods dread curse Hangs o'r the reprobates And as for those that take my lines amis And will be pleas'd to be displeas'd with this For groats a piece nay lesse for three pence either I 'll giue them all leaue to be Hang'd together Since Hanging then is prou'd so naturall So beneficiall so generall So apt so necessary and so fit Our reason tels vs we should honour it It is a good mans life and 't is their death That rob and rifle men of goods and breath This kind of Hanging all offences ends From which God euer blesse me and my friends I from the Hangman this conclusion draw He is the fatall period of the Law If thieues or traytors into mischiefe runne If he haue done with them then they hane done 'T is often seene that many haplesse men Haue beene condemn'd and iudg'd reprieu'd agen And pardon'd haue committed new transgressions And in againe oft many a Size and Sessions When many warnings mend them not therefore The Hangman warnes them they offend no more Hee 's the Catastrophe and Epilogue Of many of the desperate Catalogue And he is one that cannot wanted be But still God keepe him farre enough from me THE DESCRIPTION OF TYBVRNE I Haue heard sundry men oft times dispute Of trees that in one yeere will twice beare fruit But if a man note Tyburne will appeare That that 's a tree that beares twelue times a yeere I muse it should so fruitfull be for why I vnderstand the root of it is dry It beares no leafe no blossome or no bud The raine that makes it fructifie is bloud I further note the fruit which it produces Doth seldome serue for profitable vses Except the skilfull Surgions industry Doe make Defection or Anatomy It blossomes buds and beares all three together And in one houre doth liue and die and wither Like Sodom Apples they are in conceit For touch'd they turne to dust and ashes streight Besides I find this tree hath neuer bin Like other fruit trees wall'd or hedged in But in the high-way standing many a yeere It neuer yet was rob'd as I could heart The reason is apparent to our eyes That what it beares are dead commodities And yet sometimes such grace to it is giuen The dying fruit is well prepar'd for heauen And many times a man may gather thence Remorse deuotion and true penitence And from that tree I thinke more soules ascend To that Coelestiall ioy which ne'r shall end I say more soules from thence to heau'n doe come Than from all * Except Pauls Churchyard and Saint Gregories where â—â—ny inhabitants are dwelling as Drapers Stationers â—â—â— Trunk and â—ragic all blacke Bottle-makers who now and thâ—â— doe dye there whom I doe verily beleeue haue soules â—â—â— except the Close at Salisbury with all Cathedrall Churchyards and others where any body dwels if it be but a Summer â—â—â— Sexton Church-yards throughout Christendome The reason is the bodies all are dead And all the soules to ioy or woe are fled Perhaps a weeke a day or two or three Before they in the Church-yards buried bee But at this Tree in twinkling of an eye The soule and body part immediatly There death the fatall parting blow doth strike And in Church-yards is seldome seene the like Besides they are assisted with the almes Of peoples charitable prayers and Psalmes Which are the wings that lift the hou'ring spirit By faith through grace true glory to inherit Concerning this
Hall that hee had lawfully sold his Land and had receiued the summe aboue said in full satisfaction and payment and his said friend did vow and protest many times vnto him with such oathes and vehement curses that hee neuer would deceiue his trust but that at any time when hee would command all those forged Bonds and Leafes that hee would surrender them vnto him and that he should neuer bee damnifide by them or him to the value of one halfe-penny Vpon which protestations he said he was enticed to vndoe himselfe out of all his earthly possessions and by a false oath to make hazzard of his inheritance in Heauen In Ireland he staid not long but came ouer againe and was by his friend perswaded to goe into the Low Countries which hee did neuer minding his Wife and two small Children which he had by her hauing likewise a brace of bastards by his Whore as some say but he said that but one of them was of his begetting But he after some stay in Holland saw that he could not fadge there according to his desire and withal suspecting that hee was cheated of his Land and aboue all much perplexed in his Conscience for the false oath that hee had taken pondering his miserable estate and ruing his vnkindnesse to his Wife and vnnaturall dealing to his Children thinking with himselfe what course were best to take to helpe himselfe out of so many miseries which did incompasse him he â—â—â— ouer againe into England to his too dare friend demanding of him his Bonds and â—â—â— of his Land which hee had put him in â—â—â— with all But then his friend did manifest â—â—â— selfe what he was and told him plainly that he had no writings nor any Land of his â—â—â— what he had dearely bought and paid for All which Rowse replyed vnto him was false â—â— his owne Conscience knew Then said the other Haue I not here in my custody your land and Seale to confirme my lawfull possession of your Land and moreouer haue I not a Record of an Oath in open Court which you tooke concerning the truth of all our bargaine And seeing that I haue all these especial points of the Law as an Oath Indenâ—â—â— and a sure possession take what course you will for I am resolued to hold what I â—â—â— These or the like words in effect passed betwixt Rowse and his friend Trusty Roger which entring at his eares pierced his heart like Daggers and being out of money and credit a man much infamous for his bad life indebted beyond all possible meanes of payment a periured wretch to coozen himselfe â—â—â— no place or meanes to feed or lodge and fearefull of being arrested hauing so much â—â—â— his Wife and so little regarded his Children being now brought to the pits â—â—â— of disperation not knowing amongst these â—â—â— which way to turne himselfe hee resolued at last to goe home to Ewell againe to his much wronged Wife for his last â—â—â— in extremity The poore Woman receiued him with ioy and his Children with all gladnesse welcomed home â—â— prodigal Father with whom he reâ—â—â—â—â—â— much discontentment and perplexâ—â—â— of mind the Diuell still tempting him to â—â—â— and despaire putting him in mind of his former better estate comparing pleaâ—â—â—â—â—â— with present miseries and he reuolâ—â—â—â—â—â— he had beene a man in that Towne â—â—â— a Gentlemans companion of good reputation and calling that hee had Friends â—â—â— Money Apparell and Credit with meanes sufficient to haue left for the maintenance of his Family and that now he had nothing left him but pouerty and beggery and that his two Children were like to bee left to goe from doore to doore for their liuing Bâ—eing thus tormented and tost with restlesse imaginations he seeing daily to his further griefe the poore case of his Children and fearing that worse would befall them hereafter he resolued to worke some meanes to take away their languishing liues by a speedy and vntimely death the which practice of his by the Diuels instigation and assistance he effected as followeth To bee sure that no body should stop or preuent his diuellish enterprise hee sent his Wife to London in a friuolous errand for a riding Coat and shee being gone somewhat timely and too soone in the morning both her children being in bed and fast asleepe being two very pretty Girles one of the age of sixe yeeres and the other foure yeeres old none being in the house but themselues their vnfortunate Father and his ghostly Counseller the dores being fast locked hee hauing an excellent Spring of water in the Celler of his house which to a good mind that would haue imploy'd it well would haue beene a blessing for the water is of that Christaline purity and cleernesse that Queene Elizabeth of famous memory would daily send for it for her owne vse in which hee purposed to drowne his poore innocent children sleeping for hee going into the Chamber where they lay tooke the yongest of them named Elizabeth forth of her bed and carried her downe the Stayres into his Celler and there put her in the Spring of Water holding downe her head vnder that pure Element with his hands till at last the poore harmelesse soule and body parted one from another Which first Act of this his inhumane Tragedy being ended hee carried the dead corps vp three payre of stayres and laying it downe on the floore left it and went downe into the Chamber where his other Daughter named Mary was in bed being newly awaked and seeing her father demanded of him where her Sister was To whom hee made answer that hee would bring her where shee was So taking her in his armes he carried her downe towards the Celler and as hee was on the Celler stayres shee asked him what he would doe and whither hee would carry her Feare nothing my Childe quoth hee I will bring thee vp againe presently and being come to the Spring as before he had done with the other so hee performed his last vnfatherly deed vpon her and to be as good as his word carried her vp the stayres and laid her by her sister that done he laid them out and couered them both with a sheete walking vp and downe his house weeping and lamenting his owne misery and his friends treachery that was the maine ground of all his misfortunes and the death of his Children and though there was time and opportunity enough for him to flye and to seeke for safety yet the burthen and guilt of his conscience was so heauy to him and his desperate case was so extreme that he neuer offered to depart but as a man weary of his life would and did stay till such time as hee was apprehended and sent to Prison where he lay till hee was rewarded with a iust deserued death What his other intents were after hee had drowned his Children is vncertaine for he drew his sword and laid it naked on a Table and after hee gat a poore
A Tale to cast me to ten thousand Hels The Iury are my Thoughts vpright in this They sentence me to death for doing amisse Examinations more there need not then Than what 's confest here both to God and Men. The Cryer of she Court is my blacke Shame Which when it calls my Iury doth proclaime Vnlesse as they are summon'd they appeare To giue true Verdict of the Prisoner They shall haue heauy Fines vpon them set Such as may make them dye deepe in Heauens debt About me round sit Innocence and Truth As Clerkes to this high Court and little Ruth From Peoples eyes is cast vpon my face Because my facts are barbarous damn'd and base The Officers that 'bout me thicke are plac'd To guard me to my death when I am cast Are the blacke stings my speckled soule now feeles Which like to Furies dogge me close at heeles The Hangman that attends me is Despaire And gâ—owing wormes my fellow-Prisoners are His Inditement for murder of his Children THe first who at this Sessions â—â—â— doth call me Is Murder whose grim visage doth appall me His eyes are fires his voice rough winds out-rores And on my bead the Diuine vengeance scares So fast and fearefully I sinke to ground And with â— were in twenty Oceans drownd He sayes I haue a bloudy Villaine bin And to proue this ripe Euidence steps in Brew'd like my selfe Iustice so brings about That blacke sinnes still hunt one another out 'T is like a rotten frame ready to fall For one maine Post being shaken puls downe all To this Inditement holding vp my hand Fattered with Terrors more then Irons stand And being ask'd what to the Bill I say Guilty I cry O dreadfull Sessions dayâ— His Iudgement FOr these thick Stigian streams in which th' ast â—â—â— Thy guilt hath on thee laâ—d this bitter doome Thy loath'd life on a Tree of shame must take A leaue compeld by Law e'r old age make Her signed Passe port ready Thy offence No longer can for dayes on earth dispense Time blot thy name out of this bloudy roule And so the Lord haue mercy on my Soule His speech what hee could say for himselfe O Wretched Caitiffe what perswasiue breath Can cal back this iust Sentence of quick death I begge no beene but mercy at Gods hands The King of Kings the Soueraigne that coÌ„maâ—â— Both Soule and Body O let him forgiue My Treason to his Throne and whilst I liue Iebbits and Racks shall torture limme by limme Through worlds of Deaths I 'l breake to fly to him My Birth-day gaue not to my Mothers wombe More ease then this shall ioyes when e'r it come My body mould to earth sinnes sink to Hell My penitent Soule win Heauen vain world farewell FINIS TAYLORS REVENGE OR The Rimer VVILLIAM FENNOR firkt ferrited and finely fetcht ouer the Coales To any that can read BE thou either Friend or Foe or indifferent all 's one Read Laugh like or dislike all the care is taken The chiefest cause why I wrote this was on set purpose to please myselfe Yet to shew thee the meaning of this little building imagine the Epistle to be the doore and if thou please come in and see what stuffe the whâ—â—â— Frame is made off Bee it therefore knownne vnto all men that I Iohn Taylor Watermanâ— â—â—â—agree with William Fennor who arrogantly and falsely entitles himselfe the Kings Masâ— â—â—â—Riming Poet to answer me at a triall of Wit on the seuenth of October last 1614 â—â—â— the Hope stage on the Bank-side and the said Fennor receiued of mee ten shillings in â—â—â— of his comming to meet me whereupon I caused 1000 bills to be Printed and diuulg'd â—â—â—1000 wayes and more giuing my Friends and diuers of my acquaintance notice of â—â—â— Bear-garden banquet of dainty Conceits and when the day came that the Play should â—â—â—haue beene performed the house being fill'd with a great Audience who had all spent their moâ—â—â— extraordinarily then this Companion for an Asse ran away and left mee for a Foole amongst thousands of criticall Censurers where I was ill thought of by my friends scorned by â—â—â— and in conclusion in a greater puzzell then the blinde Beare in the midst of all her â—â—â—broth Besides the summe of twenty pounds in money I lost my Reputation amongst â—â—â— and gaind disgrace in stead of my better expectations In Reuenge of which wrongs done â—â—â— me by the said Riming Rascall I haue written this Inuectiue against him chiefly because ill-looking Hound doth not confesse he hath intur'd mee nor hath not so much honestly â—â—â— bring or send me my money that he tooke for earnest of me but on the contrary parts â—â—â— and abuses mee with his calumnious tongue and scandalizeth me in all Companies â—â—â— beares me nominated But in a word Reader when thou hast read this that followes I thinke thou wilt iudge me cleare of the many false Imputations that are laid vpon mee So I â—â—â—thee to thy Considerations and I proceed to my Exclamations Thine as thou art mine IOHN TAYLOR WILLIAM FENNOR Anagramma NV VILLANY For me OR Forme NV VILLANY NV VILLANY Forme Nue fresh and New Or Forme NV VILLANY Come Turk come Iew â—â—â— who dares come for I haue found a Theame That ouerflowes with matter like a streame And now stand cleere my masters ' ware your shins For now to kick and fling my Muse begins How fit his name is Anagrammatiz'd And how his Name is Anatomiz'd 'T would make a horse with laughing breake his bridle But to the purpose long delayes are idle TO WILLIAM FENNOR COME Sirrha Rascall off your clothes S r strip For my Satyrrick whip shall make you skip Th'adst better to haue dealt with all the Deuils They could not plague thee with so many euils Nay come man neuer whine or crooch or kneele My heart cannot one lot of pitty feele I haue squeez'd the Gall from out the Lernean snake With which Reuengefull Inke I meane to make Which I with Aqua-fortis will commix Yblended with the lothsome Lake of Stix And with that Marrow-eating hatefull Inke I 'll make thee more then any Aiax stinke A Scritch-owles quill shall be my fatall pen That shall emblaze thee basest slaue of men So that when as the pur-blind world shall see How vildly thou hast plaid the Rogue with mee They shall perceiue I wrong them not for pelse And thou shalt like a Rascall hang thy selfe What damned Villaine would forsweare sweare At thou didst 'gainst my challenge to appeare To answer me at Hope vpon the stage And thereupon my word I did ingage And to the world did publish printed Bills With promise that we both would shew our skills And then your Rogue-ship durst not shew your face But ran away and left me in disgrace To thee ten shillings I for earnest gane To bind thee that thou shouldst not play the Knaue Curre hadst thou no mans Credit to betray But mine or couldst thou find no other way
of Maiâ—â—â— and Nobility as we doe I write not to disparrage any nor with boasting to puffe vp our selues none comes neerer except the Barber and long and often may he come or the Physicion and Chirurgion which God grant they may bee euer needlesse but a Water-man many times hath his Soueraigne by the hand to stay him in and out the Barge where there is not aboue halfe an inch betwixt life death the Barge being then the royal Court being but a dore betwixt the King them they are at that time Gentlemen of the priuy Chamber or Yeomen of the Gard at least And thus much I am bold to insert for my selfe and many more of my company that I know that we neuer exacted mony wrongfully or contended with any of the Kings Leidge people for more then they themselues would giue with any reason or gaue any one abusiue or vnreuerend speeches if they would not go with vs for we know that men are free to buy their cloath at what Drapers they please or their stuffes at which Mercers they will what Taylor they list make their garments and what Cooke they lâ—ke may dresse their meat and so forth of all fâ—â—â—â—ions euery man is free to make his choyâ—e and so amongst Watermen men may take whom they please because they are sâ—ound to none he that goes with me shall haue my labor and I am in hope to haue his moneyâ— he that will not goâ— with me goes with another and I haue the more ease the while he doth me no wrong in not going with me I will do â—â—â—â— iniury for going from â—â—â— this is my resolution and a number more of my Company and those that are otherwise minded â—â—â— all my heart that God will be pleased to â—â—â— them or else that the Hangman may haue authority to end them But to returne to the purpose from which I haue too long digrest The Players are men that I generally loue and wish well vnto and to their quality and I doe not know any of them but are my friends and wish as much to me and howsoeuer the matter falls out whether they play or not play I thanke God I am able to liue as well as another either with them or without them But my loue is such vnto them that whereas they do play but once a day I could bee content they should play twice or thrice a day so it were not in such places as doth vndoe so many thousands of poore people for as it is it were much better for vs that they plaid no where And seeing so triuiall a cause as this would be scarâ—e incommodious to any and more commodious to vs then the foure Tearmes in the yeere seeing our necessities so great and our reliefe harmelesse to any seeing the vse of vs expedient if occasions serue abroad or at home and our vnablenesse to set our selues to sea by reason of ouâ— want our hope is that wee shall bee as much â—eckoned of as horses for horses haue meat drink and lodging though they be but seldome ridden and many of them haue a warme footcloth when thousand of seruiceable men are like to famish and starâ—â— through want and nakednesse As concerning our endeauours to â—â—moue the shelues and sands in the Thames whicâ— are a great â—â—noyance to the Riuer and huâ—â—â— full to the City As his Maiesty hath comâ—manded and the Right Honourable the Loâ—â— Maior the rest of his worshipfull brethreâ— shall direct we shall with all willingnesse doâ— our duties we doubt not both to the King Maiesties contentment the good of the City and the good report of our selues Thus becuase the truth shewes best being naked I haue plainely set downe how farre proceeded in my suite how it was broken ofâ— what thankes I haue for my paines The necessity of the cause that made mee goe abouâ—â—â—â— it The abuses I had because it tooke no effect which is the chiefe cause why I wrote thiâ— Pamphlet to iustifie my selfe At these thing I hope the Iudicious Vnderstander will iudge accordingly alwaies esteeming mee a Loyal ouer of my Countrey and my Company FINIS Wit and Mirth CHARGEABLY COLLECTED OVT OF TAVERNS ORDINARIES Innes Bowling Greenes and Allyes Alehouses Tobacco Shops Highwayes and Water passages Made vpâ— and â—â—â—â—â— Clinohes â—ulls Quirkes Yerkes â—…garbled at the requâ—â— of old â—â—â—n GAâ—â—â—â— Ghâ—â— DEDICATED To the truely Loyall harted learned well-accomplished Gentleman Mâ—â—ter â—â—â— SIR BEing enioyned by the Ghost or â—â—â— beloued to collect gleant or gather a bundle or trusse of Mirth and for his â—â—â— bestrow the stage of the melancholly world with it and withall to present it to somâ— â—â— generous spirit who was old Iohns friend I thought upon many to whom I might haue â—â—â— my Dedication who were both Royall Honourable Worshipfull and all well-affected toâ—â—rds him As to mention one for all that Iewell of the world and richest Iem of her sex that Magazine of the two inestimable Iewels Patience and Fortitude to that illustrious â—â—relesse Princesse I might haue recommended it to whose seruice and for whose happinesse his life and best endeauours with his prayers and implorations at his death were vnfainealy â—â—â—â—rated But my manners conceiuing the subiect of this Booke of altogether to triuiall a â—â—â— to be sheltred vnder the shadow of the wings of transcendent and admired Maiestie â—â—â— so many steps downe the staires with my inuention where by good fortune I met with â—â—â— whom I knew did loue that old honest mirrour of mirth deceased and whom the world â—â—â—ter knows are a true deunted friend to honest harmelesse mirth and laudable recreation â—â—â—herefore entreat you that when your more serious affaires will permit you would beâ—â—â—â—â— the looking vpon these my poore and beggarly wardrobe of witty Iests whom I dare not â—â—â— Apothegmes And because I had many of them by relation and heare-say I am in doubt that some of them â—â—â— be in print in some other Authors which I doe assure you is more then I doe know which â—â—â—â— be so I pray you but to conniue or tollerate and let the Authors make twice as bold with â—â— at any time Thus wishing euery one to mend one whereby the rent and torne garments of Thred-bare â—â—â— may be well and merrily patched and repaired crauing your pardon with my best wishes â—â—â—aine Yours euer in the best of my best studies hereof IOHN TAYLOR IOHN GARRETS GHOST â—He doores and windowes of the Heauens were barr'd And Nights blacke Curtaine like an Eâ—on Robe From Earth did all Celestiall light discard And in sad darknesse clad the ample Globe Dead midnight came the Cats ' gan catterwaule The time when Ghosts and Goblings walke about â—â—â— Owles shrick dismall Dogs doe bawle Whileâ— conscience cleare securely sleeps it out At such a time I sleeping in my bed A â—â—â—â— strange appear'd vnto my â—ight â—â—â—zement all my senses ouer spread And fill'd me full with terrour and
in the house and art so busie a baggage that thou canst let nothing stand to which the other answered and you are so wayward and teasty that a little thing troubles you and puts you in a great anger 122 IN a time of peace a Captaine being in company where after dinner there was dancing with whom a Gentlewoman was desirous to dance the Captaine said hee was made to fight and not to dance to whom she answerd that it were good that he were oyl'd hang'd vp in an Armoury till there were occasion to vse him 123 ONe asked a huffing Gallant why hee had not a Looking-Glasse in his Chamber he answered he durst not because hee was often angry and then he look'd so terribly that he was fearefull to looke vpon himselfe 124 THere was a fellow that not for his goodnesse was whip'd at a Carts tayle and in his execution he draw backward to whom a Gentleman in pitty said Fellow doe not draw backe but presse forward and thy execution and paynes will be the sooner past and done to whom the Rogue answerd It is my turne now when thou art whip'd doe thou goe as thou wilt and now I will goe as I please 125 ONe said that hee had trauaild so farre that he had layd his hand vpon the hole where the winde came forth a second said that hee had beene at the farthest edge of the world and driuen a nayle quite thorow it the third replide that he had beene further for hee was then on the other side of the world and clencht that nayle 126 THere was a Pope who being dead it is said that hee came to heauen gate and knock'd Saint Peter being within the gate asked who was there The Pope answered brother it is I I am the last Pope deceased Saint Peter said if thou be the Pope why dost thou knocke thou hauing the keyes mayst vnlocke the gate and enter The Pope replied saying that his predecessors had the keyes but since their time the wards were altered 127 A Rich Miser being reuiled by a poore man whom he had oppressed the rich man said Thou dogge leaue thy barking the poore man answered that hee had one quality of a good dogge which was to barke when hee saw a thiefe 128 A Man being deeply in play at dice hauing lost much money his sonne a little lad being by him wept quoth the father Boy why dost thou weepe the boy answered that hee had read that Alexander the Great wept when he heard that his father King Philip had conquered many Cities Townes and Territories fearing that hee would leaue him â—â—hing to winne and I weepe the contrary â—ay quoth the boy for I feare that my father will leaue me nothing to loose 129 AN Oppressor hauing feld all the trees in a Forest which for a long time had beene â—â—e reliefe of many poore people sayd that it was as good as a Commedy to him to see the trees fall to whom a poore man said I â—â—pe as thou makest a Commedy of our miseries that three of those trees may be reserued â—â—â—â—â—ish a Tragedy for thee and thy Children 130 ONe lamented his friends hard fortune that being raysed to a place of honour his growne sencelesse forgetting all his old â—â—milar acquaintance and so farre from knowing any man that he knew not himselfe 131 THe Plough surpasseth the Pike the Harrow excelleth the Halbert the Culter exâ—â—deth the Cuttleaxe the Goad is better â—â— the Gunne for the one sort are the instruments of life and profit and the other are the engines of death and all kindes of calaâ—â—ries 132 A Poore man is in two extremes first if he â—â—â— he dyes with shame secondly if he â—â—â— not he dies with hunger 133 ONe being in office was reproued for negligence his excuse was that it was his best policy to be idle for if he should doe â—â—â— he should displease God and if he should â—â—e well should offend men to whom one answered you ought to doe your duty for â—â— well doing you shall please God and in ill â—â—â—ing you shall please men 134 VVOmen take great pleasure to be sued to though they neuer meane to grant 135 ONe said that Suiters in Law were mortall and their suite immortall and that there is more profit in a quicke deniall then in a long dispatch 136 A Trauailer was talking what a goodly City Rome was to whom one of the company said that all Rome was not in Italy for wee had too much Rome in England 137 A Countrey fellow came into Westminster Hall where one told him that the roofe of it was made of Irish wood and that the nature of it was such that no Spider would come neere it and he said further that in Ireland no Toad Snake or Caterpiller can liue but that the earth or the trees will destroy them Ah quoth the Countrey man I wish with all my heart that the Benches Barres and Flooring were all made of such earth and wood and that all Coaches Barges and Wherries were made of Irish Oake that all our English Caterpillers might be destroyed 138 MAster Thomas Coriat on a time complained against mee to King Iames desiring his Maiesty that hee would cause some heauy punishment to bee inflicted vpon mee for abusing him in writing as he said I had to whom the King replide that when the Lords of his honourable Priuy Councell had leisure and nothing else to doe then they should heare and determine the differences betwixt Master Coriat the Scholler and Iohn Taylor the Sculler which answere of the King was very acceptable to Master Coriat WhereupoÌ„ I made this following petitioÌ„ to the King TO THE KINGS MOST Excellent Maiestie The humble petition of Iohn Tailor your â—… â—… I begge thou wilt be graciously inclined To reade these lines my rusticke pen compile Know Royall Sir Tom Coriate workes the wile Your high displeasure on my head to bring â—… Did heare the cause of two offending Harlots So I beseech thee Great great Britaines King To doe the like for two contending Varlots â—… A Ribble â—â—bble of Gossips THe space of a â—orting he from the Bearbaiting â—… stulted by the right reuerend Matron madam Isabel that Katherin should go no more a maying â—… spoones now old Sibill all this while sate mumping like a gib Cat and on the sodaine she starts vp and thrusts Charity out of doores to take vp her lodging where she could get it well being much offended to see Marget inâ—â—â—… it and bade her tell Alice that vnlesse she toolâ—â— heed the pot would run ouer and the fat lye in the fire at this â—â—â—â—… Now in the heat of all this businesse Barâ—â—â— tels Frances how there is good ale at the laboâ— in vain the matter being brought to this passe Winisrit saies that her god-daughter â—â—â—â—â— newly brought â—â—â— God blesse the child and â—â—â— Constance the Comfit maker wife at the â—â—â— of the Spiders leg must be â—… dresse to
incests rapes Nor any sinne in any shapes â—â—â— nor so accurst is â—ope I shall no â—ger gaine â—â—â—doe write a word or twaine â—ow this dogge was distressed â—â—â— master being wounded dead â—â—â— cut and slash'd from heele to head â—ke how he was oppressed â— o lose him that he loued most â—â—â— be vpon a forreigne Coast Where no man would relieue him He lick'd his Masters wounds in loue â—â—d from his Carkas would not moue Although the sight did grieue him By chance a Soudier passing by That did his masters Coate espy â—â—d quicke away he tooke it â—â—t Drunkard followed to a Boate To haue again his Masters Coate â—â—ch theft hee could not brooke it â—o after all his woe and wracke To Vistminster he was brought backe â—â—â— poore halfe starued Creature And in remembrance of his cares Vpon his backe hee dosely weares A Mourning Coate by nature Liue Drunkard sober Drunkard liue I know thou no offence wlt giue Thou art a harmles dumb thing And for thy loue I 'le freely grant Rather then thou shouldst euer want Each day to giue thee something For thou hast got a good report Of which ther 's many a Dog comes short And very few Men gaine it Though they all dangers brauely bide And watch fast fight runne goe and rde Yet hardly they attaine it Some like Dominicall Letters goe In Scarlet from the top to toe Whose valours talke and smoake all Who make God sink'em their discourse Refuse Renounce or Dam that 's worse I wish a halter choake all Yet all their talke is Bastinado Strong Armado Hot Scalado Smoaking Trinidado Of Canuasado Pallizado Of the secret Ambuscado Boasting with Brauado If Swearing could but make a Man Then each of these is one that can With oathes an Army scatter If Oathes could conquer Fort or Hold Then I presume these Gallants could With Braggs a Castle batter Let such but thinke on Drunkards fame And note therewith their merits blame How both are vniuersall Then would such Coxcombs blush to see They by a dog outstrip'd should be Whose praise is worth rehearsall The times now full of danger are And we are round ingadg'd in warre Our foes would faine distresse vs Yet may a stubborne mizer knaue Will giue no Coyne his Throat to saue If he were stor'd like Craesus These hide-bound Varlets worse then Turkes Top full with Faith but no Good workes A crew of fond Precise-men In factions and in emulation Caterpillers of a Nation Whom few esteeme for wise men But leauing such to mend or end Backe to the Dogge my Verse doth bend Whose worth the subiect mine is Though thou a doggs life heere dost lead Let not a doggs death strike thee dead And make thy fatall Finis Thou shalt be Stelliside by mee I 'le make the Dog-star waite on thee And in his toome I 'le seat thee When Soll doth in his Progresse swinge And in the Dogge-dayes hotly singe Hee shall not ouer heate thee So honest Drunkard now adue Thy praise no longer I 'le pursue But still my loue is to thee And when thy life is gon and spent These Lines shall be thy Monument And shall much seruice doe thee I lou'd thy master so did all That knew him great and small And he did well deserue it For hee was honest valiant good And one that manhood vnderstood And did till death preserue it For wose sake I 'le his Dog prefer And at the Dogge at Westminster Shall Drunkard be a Bencher Where I will set a worke his chaps Not with bare bones or broken scraps But Victualls from my Trencher All those my Lines that Illdigast Or madly doe my meaning wrest In malice or derision Kinde Drunkard prethee bite them all And make them reele from wall to wall With Wine or Maults incision I know when foes did fight or parle Thou valiantly wouldest grin and snarle Against an Army aduerse Which made me bold with rusticke Pen Stray heere and there and backe agen To blaze thy fame in mad Verse It was no Auaritious scope Or flattrie or than windie hope Of any fee or stipend For none nor yet for all of these But only my poore selfe to please This mighty Volume I Pen'd ANNO. This Series writ the day and yeare That Seacoales were exceeding deare THus the old Prouerbe is fulfilled A Dogge shall haue his day And this Dogge hath not out liu'd his Reputation but to the perpetuall renowne of himselfe and good example of his owne begotten Puppies hee hath his bright day of Fame perspicuously shining I read in Anthony Gueuaroa his Golden Epistles that the Great Alexander buried his Horse that the Emperour Augustus made a stately Monument for his Parrot and that Heliogabalus did embaulme and intombe his Sparrow Happy were those Creatures in dying before their Masters I could with all my heart haue beene glad that Drunkards fortune had been the like vpon the condition that I had payd for his Buriall But to speake a little of the nature of Beasts and of the seruice and fidelitie of Dogges toward their Masters Quintus Curtius writes that the Elephant whereon Porus the Indian King road in the Battle against Alexander when the King was beaten down to the ground that the Elephant drew his Master with his Trunke out of the danger of the Fight and so sau'd him A Groome of the Chamber to French King Francis the first was murdered in the Forrest of Fountein Bellcau but the said Groome had a Dogge who afterward in the presence of the King and all the Court did teare the Murderer in peeces Amongst the Wattermen at the Black-Friers there lately was a little Bitch that Whelped or Litter'd in the Lane vnder a bench the Men perceiued that she had more Puppies then she could sustaine did take three of them and cast them into the Thames the water being high but the next day when the water was ebd away the Bitch went downe the staires and found her three drouned Puppies when presently she dig'd a deepe pit in the ground and drew them into it one after an other and then scrap'd the grauell vpon them and so hid them I could produce and relate many of these examples and accidents but they are so frequent and familiar that almost euery man hath either known or hard of the like But chiefely for the Dogge he is in repuest aboue all Beasts and by and from Dogges our Separatists aud Amsterdamians and our Precise despisers of all honest and laudable Recreations may see their errors For of all the Creatures there are most diuersity in the shapes and formes of Dogges of all which there are but two sorts that are vsefull for Mans profit which two are the Mastiffe and the little Curre Whippet or House-dogge all the rest are for pleasure and recreation so likewise is the Mastiffe for Beare and Bull But the Water-spaniell Land-spaniell Grey-hound Fox-hound Buck-hound Blood-hound Otter-hound Setter Tumbler with Shough and Dainty my Ladies delicate
Right Honourable Thomas Lord Ridgewaye Treasurer THOMAS RIDGEWAYE Anagramma God Armes thy way Againe Age is made worthy THough sinne and hell worke mortals to betray Yet 'gainst their malice still God Armes thsway When life and lands and all away must fade By Noble actions Age is worthy made Certaine Sonnets made in the forme of AEquiuoques on the destruction of Troy VVHen Hellen was for Priams sonne a mate From Greece berest by Parto his Band Which caus'd the Greekes the Troian mâ—rds amaâ—e Som curl'd the boy and other some they band The strum pet Queene which brought the burning brand That Illion fir'd wrack'd old I'â—amâ— Race And on their Names long liuing shame dâ—d brand For head-strong lust runnes an vnbounded â—ace This beauteous peece whose feature radiant bâ—aze Made Menelaus horne-mad warre to wage And set all Troy in a combustious blaze Whose ten yeeres triumphs scarce was worthâ—â—â— wage For all their conquests and their battring Rams Their leaders most return'd with heads like Rams To the Right Honourable the Lord Viscount Grandison Anagramma Harts Ioyne in loue THy loyall seruice to thy King doth proue That to thy Countrey thy Hart Ioyns in loue VVIth raging madnesse and with fury fell Great Diemed and Atax left their Tents And in the throat of death to blowes they fell To make more worke for plaisters and for tents With blood imbruing all the Phrygian Clime Whilst men like Autumne leaues drop dying downe Where som th'row blood wouÌ„ds to honor clime And some their mangled hims bestrows the downe Whilst Parâ—s with his Hellen in his Armes Imbraces her about the wastfull wast Saw many a Gallant Knight in burnisht Armes Who from their Teuts made haste to make more waste Who to their Teuts did ne'r returne again Thus warres makes gaine a losse and losse a gaine HAd Priams Queene in Cradle slaine her Sonne The lustfull Paris hoplesse boy I meane Then Illions Towers might still haue brau'd the Sun His death to saue their liues had beene the meane Vnlucky lucke when Iuno Venus Prllas Did craue his censure vpon Ida Mount Whence sprung the cause that Troy Priams Palace Were burnt which erst the skyes did seem to mouÌ„t Had he been drown'd or strangled with a cord He had not rob'd Oenon of her heart Or had he dy'd ere Hellen did accord With him to head her husband like a Hart. But Troy it is thy fate this knaue and Baggage Confounds thy state and fire thy bag baggage TRoyes fruitfull Queene did many children beare So braue heroicke and so stout a Crue Who all in noble actions did accrue When age had made their Parents bald and bare They made their daintlesse courage to appeare Amidst the throngs of danger and debate Where wars remorselesse stroke kil'd many a Peer Whil'st swords not words their couÌ„sels did debate But bloud on bloud their fury could not sate For fierce Achilles did braue Hector gore To guerdon which the Grecian in his gore Did wallow whilest the Troians laughing sate Thus did Achilles bid the world adiew For Hectors death Reuenge did claime a due TEn wearie yeers these bloudy broyles did last Vntill the Greeks had form'd a woodden Steed Which they on Priam would bestow at last When force preuailes not falshood stands in stead False Sinon who so well could forge a lye Whose traitrous eyes shed many a trech'rous teare Knew well that in the horses wombe did lye The wolues that Troy did all in pieces teare Polyxena Achilles deare-bought deare Was hew'd in gobbets on her louers graue King Queene and Troy for Hellen paid too deare All felt the Grecian rage both young and graue To Kings and Commons death's alike all one Except AEneas who escap'd alone LO thus the burden of Adultrous guilt I showring vengeance Troy and Troiâ—nes saw No age no sexe no beauty Gold or guilt Withstood foretold Cassandraes sacred saw She often said false Hellens beautious blast Should be the cause the mighty Grecian pow'r Their names and fames with infamy should blast And how the gods on theÌ„ would vengeance powre But poore Cassandra prophesied in vaine She clam'rous cries as 't were to sencelesse Rocks The youths of Troy in merry scornefull veine Securelesse slept whil'st lust the cradle rocks Till bloudy burning Indignation came And all their mirth with mourning ouercame Certaine Sonnets variously composed vpon diuers subiects Sonnet 1 True Nobility GReat is the glory of the Noble minde Where life and death are equall in respect If fates be good or bad vnkinde or kinde Not proud in freedome nor in thrall deiect With courage scorning fortunes worst effect And spitting in foule Enuies cankred face True honour thus doth baser thoughts subiect Esteeming life a slaue that serues disgrace Foule abiect thoughts become the mind that 's base That deemes there is no better life then this Or after death doth feare a worser place Where guilt is paid the guerdon of Amisse But let swolne enuy swell vntill shee burst The Noble minde defies her to her worst Sonnet 2. Enuy and Honour COuld Enuy dye if Honour were deceast She could not liue for Honour's Enuie's food She liues by sucking of the Noble blood And scales the loftie top of Fames high Crest Base thoughts compacted in the abiect brest The Meager Monster doth nor harme nor good But like the wane or waxe of ebbe or flood She shunnes as what her gorge doth most detest Where heau'n-bred honour in the Noble minde From out the Cauerns of the brest proceeds There hell-borne Enuy shewes her hellish kind And Vultur like vpon their actions feeds But here 's the ods that Honour's tree shall grow When Enuie's rotten stump shall burne in woe Sonnet 3. Beauties luster DEw drinking Phoebus hid his golden head Balm-breathing Zephyrus lay close immur'd The silly Lambs and Kyds lay all as dead Skies earth and seas all solace had abiur'd Poore men and beasts to toylesome tasks inur'd In dropping manner spent the drowzy day All but the Owle whose safety night assur'd She gladly cuts the ayre with whooting lay When lo the blossome of blooming May From out her Coach maiestickly doth rise Then Tytan doth his radiant beames display And clouds are vanisht from the vaulty skies Sweet Zephyris gales reuiueth beasts and men Madge Howlet scuds vnto her nest agen Sonnet 4. Hope and Despaire DOmestick broyles my tortur'd heart inuades Twixt wau'ring Hope and desp'rate black Despaire To prosecute my sute the one perswades The other frustrates all my hopes with cares Hope sets me on infer's shee 's fayrest faire â—dire disdaine doth dwell in foulest Cels And fell despaire calls beauty Enuies heire â—hich torments me more then ten thousand hels â— thus my former hope despaire expels â—â—st which extremes what 's best for me to doe â— open armes despaire 'gainst me rebels â—ope traytor-like giues free consent thereto And till these traytors twaine consume my citty â— restlesse rest to rest vpon her pitty
condemn'd to die and hang And by reprieue hath scap'd that bitter pang Will presently his old acquaintance call And ere he giues God thanks to drinking fall Why drunkards common are as lies or stealing And sober men are scarce like honest dealing When men doe meet the second word that 's spoke Is Where 's good liquour and a pipe of smoake The labouring man that for his hire doth serue Let Landlord tarry wife and children sterue With not a bit of bread within the house Yet hee 'l sit on the Ale-bench and carowse Thus like an Inundation drink doth drowne The Rich the Poore the Courtier and the Clowne Since then to be a drunkard is to be The sincke of Incest and Sodomitry Of Treason swearing fighting beg'ry murder And diuers more I then will goe no furder But here my Satyrs stinging whip I 'le waste In lashing dropsie drunkards out of taste How then can it be possible that such Who sell Wine Beere or Ale doe gaine so much Should punish drunkards as the Law commands In whose vaine spending their most gaining stands It were all one as if a Mercer did To weare Silke Veluet Cloth of Gold forbid And Victlers may as wisely punish those I rom whom their daily drinks great gettings growes I would haue all old drunkards to consent To put a Bill vp to the Parlament That those by quaffing that haue spent their wealth Consum'd their times their memory their health And by excessiue spending now are bare That Merchants Brewers Vintners should prepare Some Hospitals to keepe them in their age And cloath and feed them from fierce famines rage For euery one whose hard vnlucky lots Haue beene to be vndone by empting pots I hold it fit that those the pots that filde Should contribute those Almes houses to build Yet one obiection would this bill debarre Too many drunkards there already are And rather then this law would bate their store I feare 't would make them twise as many more For why to drink most men would be too bold Because they would haue pensions being old And men of purpose to this vice would fall To be true beads-men to this hospitall Then let it be as it already is But yet I hold it not to be amisse Those Drinke-sellers from office to exclude And so for that my Satyr doth conclude I could rippe vp a Catalogue of things Which thousand thousands to damnation flings But all my paines at last would be but idle It is not man can mens Affections bridle Sinne cannot be put downe with inke and paper No more then Sol is lightned with a Taper To Mistresse Rose Anagramma SORE SOund Rose though Sore thy Anagram doth meane Mistake it not it meanes no sore vncleane But it alludes vnto the lofty skie To which thy vertue shall both Sore and flye To my approued good friend M r. ROBARTE CVDDNER Anagramma Record and be true MY thoughts Record and their account is true I scarce haue better friends aliue then you A nest of Epigrams Fortune 1. T Is Fortunos glory to keepe Poets poore And crauâ— weake witted Idiots with her store And t is concluded in the wisest schooles The blinded drab shall euer fauour fooles Epigram 2. Loue. LOue is a dying life a liuing death A vapor shadow bubble and a breath An idle bable and a paltry toy Whose greatest Patron is a blinded boy But pardon loue my iudgement is vniust For what I spake of loue I meant of lust Epigram 3. Death THose that scape fortune th'extremes of loue Vnto their longest homes by death are droue Where Caesars Kaesars Subiects Abiects must Be all alike consum'd to durt and dust Death endeth all our cares or cares encrease It sends vs vnto lasting paine or peace Epigram 4. Fame VVHen Fortune Loue and Death their tasks haue doon Fame makes our liues through many ages run For be our liuing actions good or ill Fame keepes a record of our doings still By Fame Great Iulius Caesar euer liues And Fame infamous life to Nero giues Epigram 5. Time ALL making marring neuer turning Time To all that is is period and is prime Time weares out Fortune Loue and Death Fame And makes the world forget her proper name Thâ—â—'s nothing that so long on earth can last But in conclusion Time will lay it wast Epigram 6. Ka mee kae thee MY Muse hath vow'd reuenge shall haue her swindge To catch a Parrat in the Woodcocks sprindge Epigram 7. Solus THe land yeelds many Poets were I gone The water sure I durst besworne had none Epigram 8. Selfe-conceit SOme Poets are whose high pitcht lofty straines Are past the reach of euery vulgar wight To vnderstand which t will amaze weake braines So mysticall sophisticall they write No maruell others vnderstand them not For they scarce vnderstand themselues I wot Epigram 9. A couple ONe read my booke and said it wanted wit I wonder if he meant himselfe or it Of both if both two fooles were met I troe That wanted wit and euery foole doth so Epigram 10. Bacchus and Apollo THe thigh-borne bastard of the thundring Ioue WheÌ„ mens inuentioÌ„s are of wit most hollow He with his spitefull iuice their sprites doth mooue Vnto th' harmonious musicke of Apollo And in a word I would haue all men know it He must drinke wine that means to be a Poet. Epigram 11. Of translation I Vnderstand or knowe no forraigne tongue But their translations I doe much admire Much art much paines much study doth belong And at the least regard should be their hyre But yet I would the French had held together And kept their pox and not translate them hether Epigram 12. Natures counterfeite WHen Adam was in Paradise first plac'd An dw th the rule of mortal things was grac'd Then roses pinkes and fragrant gilliflowres Adornd deckd forth Edens blessed bowâ—es But now each Gill weares flowres each Punk hath pinks And roses garnish Gallants shooes me thinks When rugged Winter robs fairy Floraes treasure Puncks can haue pinks and roses at their pleasure Epigram 13. The deuill take bribery A Man attach't for murdering of a man Vnto the for-man of his Iury sent Two score angels begging what he can He would his conscience straine law to preuent That his offences Iudge might iudge no further But make manslaughter of his wilfull murther The verdict was manslaughter to the Iudge The Iudge demanded how it could be so The for-man said his conscience much did grudge But forty angels did perswade him no. Well quoth the Iudge this case shall murther be If halfe those angels not appeare to me Thus when the law men to confusion driues The godlesse angels will preserue their liues Epigram 14. The deuill is a knaue I Shell dislikes the surplusse and the cope And calls them idle vestments of the Pope And mistresse Mande would goe to Church full faine But that the corner cap makes her refraine And Madam Idle is offended deepe The Preacher speakes
leasure would repent But sudden death Repentance did preuent Epigram 35. Not so strange as true THe stately Stag when he his hornes hath shed In sullen sadnesse he deplores his losse But when a wife cornutes her husbands head His gaines in hornes he holds an extreme Crosse The Stag by losing doth his losse complaine The man by gaining doth lament his gaine Thus whether hornes be either lost or found They both the loser and the winner wound Epigram 36. A Wordmonger MAns vnderstanding's so obnubilate That when thereon I doe excogitate Intrinsicall and querimonious paines Doe puluerise the concaue of my braines That I could wish man were vnfabricate His faults he doth so much exaggerate Epigram 37. Plaine dunstable YOur words passe my capatchity good zur But ich to proue need neuer to goe vur Cha knowne men liue in honest exclamation Who now God woe liue in a worker fashion The poore man grambles at the rich mans store And rich men daily doe expresse the poore Epigram 38. Reason KNowest thou a Traitor plotting damned Treason Reueale him t is both loialty and Reason Knowest thou a thiefe will steale at any season To shun his company thou hast good reason Seest thou a villaine hang vp by the weason Hee hangs by reason that he wanted reason Good men are scarce and honest men are geason To loue them therfore t is both right and reason More I could say but all 's not worth two peason And therefore to conclude I hold it reason Epigram 39. Out of the â—â—â— into the fire TOm senselesse to the death doth hate a play But yet he 'l play the drunkard euery day He railes at plaies and yet doth ten times worse He 'l dice he 'l bowle he 'l whore he 'l swear he 'l curs When for one two pence if his humor please He might go see a play and scape all these But t is mans vse in these pestiferous times To hate the least and loue the greatest crimes Epigram 40. A Poets similitude A Poet rightly may be termed fit An abstract or Epitome of wit Or like a Lute that others pleasures breed Is fret and strung their curious cares to seed That scornfully distaste it yet t is knowne It makes the hearers sport but it selfe none A Poet 's like a taper burnt by night That wastes it selfe in giuing others light A Poet 's the most foole beneath the skies He spends his wits in making Idiots wise Who when they should their thankfulnesse returne They pay him with disdaine contempt and scorne A Puritane is like a Poets purse For both do hate the crosse what crosse is worse Epigram 41. Mecanâ—s Epitaph HEre lies the Steward of the Poets god Who whilst on earth his loued life abod Apollo's Daughters and the heires of Ioue His memorable bounty did approue His life was life to Poets and his death Bereau'd the Muses of celestiall breath Had Phoebus fir'd him from the loftie skies That Phoenix like another might arise From out his odorisâ—rus sacred embers Whose lou'd liues losse poore Poetry remembers This line is the same backward as it is forward and I will giue any man fiue shillings apiece for as many as they can make in English Lewd did I liue euil did I dwel An Apologie for Water-men â—â— Dedicated to Nowell and Robert Clarke Esquires Masters of his Maiesties Barges and to the rest of the Masters the Assistants of the Company of Watermen SVch imputations and such daily wrongs Are laid on Watermen by enuious tongâ—â— To cleare the which if I should silent be 'T were basenesse and stupidity in me Nor doe I purpose now with inke and pen To write of them as they are Watermen But this I speake defending their vocation From slanders false and idle imputation Yet should I onely of the men but speake I could the top of Enuies Coxcombe breake For I would haue all men to vnderstand A Waterman's a man by Sea or Land And on the land and sea can seruice do To serue his King as well as other too He 'll guard his Country both on seas and shore And what a Gods name can a man doe more Like double men they well can play indeed The Soldiers and the Saylers for a need If they did yeerely vse to scowre the Maine As erst they did in wars twixt vs and Spaine I then to speake would boldly seeme to dare One Sailer with two Soldiers should compare But now sweet peace their skill at Sea soduls That many are more fit to vse their sculs Then for the sea for why the want of vse Is Arts confusion and best skils abuse And not to be too partiall in my words I think no Company more knaues affords And this must be the reason because farre Aboue all Companies their numbers are And where the multitude of men most is By consequence there must be most amisse And sure of honest men it hath as many As any other Company hath any Though not of wealth they haue superfluous store Content's a Kingdome and they seek no more Of Mercers Grocers Drapers men shall finde Men that to loose behauiour are inclinde Of Goldsmiths Silkmen Clothworkers and Skinners When they are at the best they all are sinners And drunken rascalls are of euery Trade Should I name all I o'r the bootes should wade If Watermen be onely knaues alone Let all that 's senselesse cast at them a stone Some may reply to my Apology How they in plying are vnmannerly And one from tother hale and pull and teare And reile and brawle and curfe and ban sweare Is this I 'l not defend them with excuses I alwaits did and doe hate those abuses The honest vse of this true trade I sing And not th' abuses that from thence doe spring And sure no Company hath Lawes more strict Then Watermen which weekely they inflict Vpon offenders who are made pay duely Their fines or prison'd 'cause they plide vnruly They keepe no shops nor sell deceitfull wares But like to Pilgrims trauell for their fares And they must aske the question where they goe If men will goe by water yea or no Which being spoke a right the fault 's not such But any Tradesman sure will doe as much The Mercer as you passe along the way Will aske you what d' e lacke come neer I pray The Draper whose warme waredoth clad the back Will be so bold as aske ye What d' e lack The Goldsmith with his siluer and his gold To aske you What d' e lack he will be bold This being granted as none can deny Most Trades aswell as Watermen doe ply If in their plying they doe chance to iarre They doe but like the Lawyers at the Barre Who plead as if they meant by th' eares to fall And when the Court doth rise to friendship fall So Watermen that for a fare contends The fare once gone the Watermen are friends And this I know and therefore dare maintaine That he that truely
By whom the Christians all were slaine or vext Constantius was a victorious Prince and triumphed in Rome yet â—â—â—â—uell oppressor and an Arian hereticke 89 Maximinianus 375. NExt Iulian raigned Valentiâ—iaâ— And after him succeeded Grasiâ—â— Maximianus was of life depriu'd 'Cause he with Gratian for the Empire striu'd How like Bauius these tyrants consumed onâ— another these were all Emperours of Rome Kings of Brittaine 90. Gratian. 376. THen Gratian claim'd this Kingdome as his right But hauing gain'd it he was slaine in fight Fierce warres the Romane Empire did deuide And Caesars and their Viceroyes fought and dyde Honorius Romes Tribunall did obtaine Next after him did Theodosius raigne Then did the Scot ioyne with the barbarous pict This headlesse Kinglesse Kingdome to afflict The Romane Scepter we had long obayd Foure hundred eightythree yeeres Tribute payd And now this land shook off their wrongd comand When Ciuill discord had neer spoyl'd this Land In one â—â—â—â—â— the whole nation of the Picts were â—â— Yeeres after Christ. â—â—â—â—â—â—shed about this time the Romanes gouernment â—â—here Gratian was a Brittaine Emperour but someâ—â— 91 Vortiger 447. THis King through murder did the Throne ascend And had a troublous Raigne and murdrous end â—â—â—â—â—â— Constantines lawfull Heyre and Sonne By vortigers false meanes to death was done For which to keepe the Crowne vniustly gain'd The Saxons for his ayde he entertain'd Then Hengâ—st with his Brother Horlus crue â—â— Britaine 's best bloud did their blades embrew King Vortiger with doting loue inthral'd â—atch't Hengists daughter beauteous Rowan cal'd â—â—â— Saxons troopes on troopes came in so fast That Britaines did depriue the King at last Hee murdered his lawfull Prince and vsurping the Throne was enforced to haue ayd of the Saxons who at the â—â— almost ouer-ran this Kingdome but the Brittaines â—â—â—â—ed Vortiger and crowned his Sonne Vortimer 92. Vortimer 454. THen * On the Plaine of Salisbury at Stonching where the Stones are to be seene as this day Vortimer the Sonne of Vortiger Vpon the Saxons made successfull warre Till he by Rowan was by craft o'r-tane From whose false hands he dy'd by poys'nous bane Deposed Vortiger his Sonne once slaine His ill gain'd ill kept Crowne he gain'd againe Hengistus with his Saxon fresh supplies The Plaines of Salisbury did all surprize The King tooke counsell of his Brittaine Lords And all in generall to a Peace accords The Saxons and the Brittaines did agree That at this meeting all vnarm'd should be â—â—xt traitrous Hengist did a watch-word speake Which did the Law of Armes and Honour breake Yeeres after Christ. The Saxons vnsuspected drew forth Kniues Foure hundred threescore Lords all lost their liues All Brittaine Nobles then the Saxons there Surpris'd the King constraining him through feare To giue Kent Sussex Suffolke Norfolke and That Hengist King should in those Lands command But after nineteene yeeres were quite expir'd * The King Queene burnt to death Reuenging Fire the King in 's Castle fir'd And thus the Saxons and Great Hengists Heyres Won Shire to Shire till Brittaine all was theirs Vortiger married his owne daughter to his third wife 93. Aurelius Ambrose 466. IN honour of the Nobles basely slaine This King set vp the Stones on Sarum plainâ— The Gospell with great zeale he dignifi'd Raign'd thirty two yeeres and by poyson dy'd This King was a Romane and brother to Vter Pendragon that succeeded him 94. Vter Pendragon raigned 18 yeeres 498. THis King by Merlins meanes a skilfull man Igrene the Duke of Cornewals Dutchesse wan On her he got though illegittimate The Christian Worthy Arthur stilde the Great Vter Pendragon poysoned by the Saxons after he had reigned 18 yeeres Yeeres after Christ. 95. Arthur 516. OF the nine Worthies was this Worthy one Denmarke and Norway did obey his Throne In twelue set Battels he the Saxons beat Great and to make his Victories more great The Faithlesse Sarazens he ouercame And made them honour high Ichonah's Name The Noble order of the Table round At Winchester his first inuention found Whilst he beyond Sea fought to win Renowne His Nephew Mordred did vsurpe his Crowne But he return'd and Mordred did confound And in the fight great Arthur got a wound That prou'd so mortall that immortally It made him liue although it made him dye Full sixteene yeeres the Diadem he wore And euery day gaind Honour more and more Arthur the great was buried at Glastenbury 96 Constantine the fourth 542. 97 Aurelius Conanus 545. COnstantine was by King Aurelius kil'd Aurelius ' Brittaine thirty three yeeres held Seuen Kingdomes heere at once the Saxons held And slaughter launc'd when proud ambition sweld This Constantine was kinsman to King Arthur and was slaine by Conanus Constantine was a wicked Prince and slaine in battell by his kinsman Conanus when he had reigned neere 3. yeeres Of the tyme of this Aurelius Conanus his reigne there is much variation in Histories Yeeres after Christ. Heere beganne the Heptarchy or 7 Kingdomes iâ— this Land namely Kent South-Saxons West-Saxons East-Saxons Northumberland Mercia and East-Angles which diuision continued more then 600. yeeres be fore it was all vnited into one Monarchy â—â—e names of the Kings times of their reignes and limits of their Kingdomes are hereunder expressed 1 KEnt was only a kingdome which had 17 Kings namely 1 Hengist 2 Eâ—â—â—â—sâ— 3 Octa 4 Ymerick 5 Ethelbert who was the first Christian King of Kent hee was an aydeâ— and helper of Sebert King of the East-Saxons in the famous and memorable buildings of S t Pauls Church in London and Saint Peters at Westminster 6 Eabald 7 Ercombert 8 Eglâ—â—â— 9 Lother 10 Edrick 11 Withred 12 Eaberâ— 13 Edelbert 14 Alick 15 Ethilbert 16 Cuthred 17 Baldred These Kings reigned in Kent 372 yeeres from the yeere of Grace 455. till the yeere 827. 2 The kingdome of the South-Saxons contained the Counties of Suffex and Surrit â—â— continued from the yeere 488. vntill the yeere 601. being 113 yeeres they had three Kingsâ— namely 1 Ella 2 Cissa 3 Ethelwolse a Christian King 4 Berthrum 5 Authum 3 The West-Saxons kingdome whose beginning was in the yeer 519. and ended Annoâ— 166. lasted 561 yeeres hauing 17 Kings namely 1 Cherdick 2 Kenrick 3 Chequilen 4 Cealick 5 Chelwold 6 Kingils a Christian 7 Kenwald 8 Eskwin 9 Kentwin 10 Ceadwald 11 Inas 12 Ethelarc 13 Cuthred 14 Sigebat 15 Kenwolse 16 Brightrik 17 Egbert These Kings had vnder their gouernments the Counties of Cornewall Deuonshire Somersetshire Wiltshire Hampshire and Barkshire 4 The East-Saxons reigned 281 yeeres beginning Anno. 527. and ending in the yeere 827. Their bounds were Essex and Middle-Sex and their Kings were in numberâ— 14 namely 1 Erchenwin 2 Sledda 3 Sâ—â—â—â—â— a Christian King that assisted Ethelbert Yeeres after Christ. King of Kent it in the building of the â—hurches of saint Paul and Saint Peter aforeâ—â—â— 4 Seward 5 Sigebert 6 Sigibert 7 Switheâ—â—â— 8 Sighere 9 Sâ—bba 10 Sigherd 11 Seoâ—â—l
yeeres after the cities of York Rochester and Bathe were burnt Hee reigned 18. yeeres 10 moneths and was buried at Feuersham Henry the second An Dom. 1154. THis King vnto the Empresse Maud was Heyre And lawfully obtain'd the Regall Chayre He was couragious and yet most vnchaste Which Vice his other Vertues all defac'd He lou'd faire Rosamond the worlds faire Rosâ— For which his wife and children turn'd his foes He made his sonne Copartner in his Crowne Who rais'd strong warres to put his Father downe Faire Rosamond at Woodstock by the Queene Was poyson'd in reuengefull iealous spleene In toyle and trouble with his Sonnes and Peereâ— The King raign'd almost fiue and thirty yeeres Hee neere his death did curse his day of birth Hee curst his Sonnes and sadly leâ—t the earth Hee at Founteuerard in his Tombe was laid And his Son Richard next the Scepter swaâ—d Henry the 2. In the 12. yeer of this King an earthquâ—â—â— in Norfolk Suffolk and Eiye that made â—â—â—â—â—â— shaking the sleeples and ouerthrew men that stood on this feete Nicholas Breakespeare an English man was â—â—ope of Rome and was named Adrian the fourth hee gaue â—â—â— Lord-shippe of Ireland to King Henry Richard Cordelion An. Dom. 1189. THis braue victorious Lyon-hearted Prince The foes of Christ in â—â—â—y did conuince Whilst at Ierusalem he wan Renowne His Brother Iohn at home vsurp'd his Crowne And as he home return'd his owne to gaine By Austria's Duke the King was Prisoner â—ane His ransome was an hundred thousand pound Which paid in England he againe was crown'd Yet after nine full yeeres and 9. months raigne Hee with a Shot was kild in Aquitâ—ne His buriall at Founteuerard was thought meet At his dead Fathers second Henries feet Richard the 1. he conquered the kingdome of Cypresse and he tooke from the Infidels the Cities of Acon Ioppa and deliuered them to Christians In his 2. yeere the â—â—s of the renowned King Arthur were found at Glastenbury King Richards bowels were buried at Chalne Castle in Aquitane his heart at Roane and his body at Founteuerard King Iohn An. Dom. 1199. IOhn Earle of Morton tooke the regall Seate His state his toyle his pompe his cares all great The French the Welsh the Scotsh all prou'd his foes The Pope King Iohn did from his Crowne depose His Lords rebel'd from France the Dolphin came And Wasted England much with sword and flame And after seuenteene yeeres were full expir'd King Iohn being poysoned to his graue retir'd King Iohn In the 8. yeere many men Women and cattell â— slainâ— with thunder and many houses burnt and the â—â—â—â— was beaten downe with haile as bigge as goose egges Some say the King was poyson'd by a monke and others â—rite that he died of a surfeit at Newark but his life was full of troubles and after his death he was by base villaines â—â—â—d and lâ—â—t naked without any thing to couer the corpes hee was buried at Worcester Henry the third An. Dom. 1216. Wars bloody wars the French in England made Strong holds Towns Towres Castles they inuade â—â—t afterwards it was K. Henries chance By force perforce to force them backe to France Great discord 'twixt the King and Barons were â—nd factions did the Realme in pieces teare A world of mischiefes did this Land abide And fifty sixe yeeres raign'd the King and dy'd Henry the 3. This King was born at Winchester crowned at Glocester buried at Westminster In the 17. of his reigne on the 8. of Aprill 1233. there were 5 Sonnes in the firmament and the naturall Sun was as red as blood Edward Long-â—hanks An. Dom. 1271. THis was a hardy wise Victorious King The Welshmen he did to subiection bring He Scotland wan and brought from thence by fate Their Crowne their Scepter Chaire and Cloth of state That Kingdome with oppression sore he brusde Much tyranny and bloodshed there he vsde When thirty fiue yeeres he the Crowne had kept At Westminster he with his Father slept Edward the 1. In the 13. yeere his sonne Edward was borne at Carnaruan who was the first sonne of any King of England that was Prince of Wales Edward of Carnaruan An. Dom. 1307. THe hard mis-haps that did this King attend The wretched life and lamentable end Which he endur'd the like hath ne'r bin seene Depos'd and poyson'd by his cruell Queene Which when the poyson had no force to kill Another way she wrought her wicked will Into his Fundament a red hot Spit Was thrust which made his Royall heart to split In his 8. yeere such a death that dogges and horses were good food many ate their owne children and old prisoners tore such as were newly committed in pieces and deuoured them halfe liuing The King reigned 19. yeeres 6. moneths Edward the third An. Dom. 1326. IN Peace and warre this King was right good He did reuenge his murdred Fathers blood Hee and the blacke Prince his most valiant Sonne The Field at Cressle and at Poytiers wonne At first and last in his victorious raigne Of French and Scots were six score thousand slaine And more his glory further to aduance He tooke the Kings of Scotland and of France The noble order of the Garter he At Windsor instituted caus'd to be When fifty yeeres this Land had him obaid At Westminster he in his tombe was laid In his 12. yeere he quartered the Armes of England and France as they are at this day Henry Pichard Vintuer in his Moralâ—y feasted at once Edward King of England Dauid King of Scotland Iohn King of France the King of Cypres the Prince of Wales the Dolphin of France with many other great Personages of Honour and Worship Richard the second An. Dom. 1377. YOng King rash coâ—sell lawes right neglected The good put downe the bad in State erected The Court with knaues flat'rers here did swarm The Kingdome like a Farme was let to Farme The Commons tost in Armies Routes and throngs And by soule treason would redresse soule wrongs In this Kings raigne began the Ciuill warre Vnnaturally 'twixt Yorke and Lancaster Oppression on oppression breedes Confusion Bad Prologue bad Proceeding bad Conclusion King Richard twenty two yeeres raign'd misse-led Deposed and at Poâ—â—râ—s knock'd ith'head This King was Grandchild to Edward the 3. and sonne to the black Prince he was borne at Burdeux in France and was but 11. yeeres old when he was crowned so that all his miserable Calamity may be imputed to him not hauing or not regarding good counsell Henry the fourth An. Dom. 1399. THe Crown wrong got froÌ„ the wrong'doing king More griefe then ioy did to King Henry bring France England Scotland Wales arose in Armes And menac'd Henry with most fierce Alarmes Hot Percy Dowglas Mortimer Glendowre At Shrewsbury the King orethrew their power He fourteene yeeres did raigne and then did dye At Canterbury buried he doth lye Henry the 4. Hee began his reigne the 29. of September 1399. and the 14.
Westminster she buried doth abide And as the fame of this Imperiall Maâ—de Is through the world by the foure winds displaid So shall her memory for euer grace Her famous birth her death and buriall place At Teuxbury Anno 1574. the 24. of February being a hard frost the Riuer of Seuerne was couered with Flâ— and Beetles so that it was thought within the length of a paire of Buâ—â— to be 100. quarters of them the mâ—â—â—â—en stopped with them but from whence they came is unknown 1582. A piece of Land of three Acres in Dorsotshire iâ— the Parish of Armitage was suddenly remooâ—ed 600. fâ—â—t from the place where formerly it stood King Iames. An. Dom. 1601. VVHen as Elizaes wofull death was acted When this lamenting land was halfe distractedâ— WheÌ„ tears each loyall heart with grief had drown'd Then came this King and made our ioyes abound Ordain'd for vs by heauenly power diuine Then from the North this glorious starre did shine The Roall Image of the Prince of Peace The blest Concorder that made warres to cease By Name a STEVVARD and by Nature one Appointed from Iâ—houahs sacred Throne And by th' almighties hand supported euer That Treason or the Diuell should hurt him neâ—â—â— And as his Zeale vnto his God was great Gods blessings on him were each way compleat Rich in his Subiects loue a Kings best treasure Rich in content a Riches aboue measure Rich in his Princely Issue and in them Rich in his hopefull Branches of his stemme Rich in Munition and a Nauy Royall And richer then all Kings in seruants Loyall When Hell and Rome together did conspire To blow him and his kingdome vp with fire Then did the King of Kingâ— preserue our King And all the Traytors to confusion bring And who so reckons vp from first to last The many hel-hatch'd dangers he hath past Through all his daies he will beleeue no doubt That he with heauenly pow'rs was wall'd about All Christian Princes held his friendship deare Was fear'd for loue and not belou'd for feare And Pâ—â—gan Monarchs were in League combin'd With him as farre as is the Easterne Inde â—â—â— like a stâ—â—â— amidst a Riuer fix'd â—â— was his â—â—flicâ— with his mercy mix'd He â—riu'd to imitate his Maker still â—ed clemency preseru'd where Law would kill He hath cur'd England and heal'd Scotlands wounds And made them both great ancieÌ„t Britains bounds â—â—â— bloudy deadly â—eud the caus'd â—â— cease And â—â—â—â—â—'d hate he turn'd to Christian peace The mouth of warre he muzzled mute and dum He fill'd the roaring Cannon and the Drum â—â—ure in peace his people siâ—â— and dine With their owne fig-trees shaded and their vine Whilst in an vprore most of Christendome â—â—e nation doth another ouercome Vnto the King of Kings let 's pratles sing For giuing vs this happy peacefull King â—â—â—one know so well how they should peace prefer â—â—s those that know the miseries of warre â—Tis true though old and must not be forgot The warres are sweet to such as know them not Peace happy peace doth spread tranquillity Through all the bounds of Britaines Monarchy And may we all our actions still addresse For peace with God and warre 'gainst wickednesse Vnto which peace of God this King 's ascended â—o reigne in glory that shall ne'r be ended His mortall part at Westminster enter'd His soule and Fame immortally preser'd God did wonderfully preserue him vpon two seueralâ—â— Tueâ—daies from 2 most dangerous treasons the one at the Towne of Saint Iohnston in Scotland on Tuesday the 5. of August 1600. where the Earle of Gowry attemptea to kill his Maiesty The other was in England in that fearfull treason and deliucrance from the Powder-plot on Tuesday the 5. of November 1606. King CHARLES TWo Williams Henries 8. I. Steuen I. Iohn Sixe Edwards Richards 3. and I. Queene Mary Elizabeth and Iames all dead and gone Our gracious Charles doth now the Scepter carry And may they liue and dye of God accurst Who wish the preiudice of Charles the first â—ust 25. Kings and Queenes of England since the Norman Conquest A BRIEFE REMEMBRANCE OF ALL THE ENGLISH MOnarchs from the Normans Conquest vntill this present TO THE HONOVRABLE AND TRVLY Noble Sir ROBERT CARR Knight one of the Gentlemen of his Maiesties Royall Bed-chamber c. T Is not in expectation of reward That I this booke vnto your hands doe tender But in my humble dutie in regard That I am bound my daily thanks to render And though my stile be harsh my learning slender My Verse defectiue and my Accent rude Yet if your Patronage be my Defender Iam defended'gainst a multitude Thus to auoyd Hell-hatch'd ingratitude My dutious Love my Liues and Life shall be To you deuoted euer to conclude May you and your most vertuous Ladie see Long happie dayes in Honour still encreasing And after death true Glorie neuer ceasing Your Honours in all seruice Iohn Taylor WILLIAM THE FIRST Surnamed the CONQVEROVR KING OF ENGLAND And DVKE OF NORMANDY BY bloody Battels Conquest and by Fate Faire Englands Crown kingdome l surpris'd Itopsie-tutuy turn'd elie Eng'ish State And Lawes and Customes new and strange deuis'd And where â— vanquisht there I tyrannaiz'd Instead of peoples loue inforcing feare Extorting Ioils I daily exercis'd And Tributes greater then the Land could beare Besides the Normans fame the more to reare The English I forbad the English tongue French Schooles of Grammer I ordayned here And gainst this Nation added wrong to wrong At last my Crown Sword scepter CoÌ„quest braue I left I lost scarce found an earthly Graue Anno 1066 October 14 Saturday William Conqueror the sonne of Robert the 6. Duke of Normandy Ianded with a 1000. shippes furnished with men horse all warlike prouision at Hastings in Sussex and after a bloody battell with King Harold with the slaughter of nere 70000. men on both parts Hareld beeing slaine Duke William came in Triumph to London and was crowned at Westminster on Christmas day following by Aldred Archbisbop of Yorke he vsed his victorie and conquest here tyrannically dispossesing most part of the English of their lands giuing them to the Normans for which appressions he was continually molested sometimes with the Danes then with the Welsh with the Scots out of Ireland and at home amongst his owne people besides many miseries did at once afflict this Land as I. an vniuersall feauer amongst people 2 Barrennesse of the ground 3 Dearth and famine 4 Moraine of Cattell and the Church of St Pauls in London burnt and all that was in it The Country extremely ruin'd and spoyled for 60 miles space betwixt York and Durham The king pulled downe 36 Churches Townes and Villages laying the Country waste and open for 30 miles space from the City of Salisbury Southward which is now called Newforrest and was by him made a wildernes or place for beasts for his game of hunting In which place by Gods iust Iudgement his second sonne Richard
perdurable cares and vexation as appeared in the lines and raignes of Rusus Henry the first Stehpen Iohn and now this King Henry the fourth who though hee were minion of Fortune the Darling of the peolpe euery way a compleate Noble Prince yet was his vsurpation still attended with dangerous molestations he was crowned at Westminster by Thomas Arundell Arbhishop of Canterbury hee was scarce warme in his seat before the Dukes of Exeter Aumerie Surry with the Earles of Glocester and Salisbury conspired to kill him and to raise King Richard againe but their plot was discouered and satisfied with the losse of there heads shortly after king Richard the 2 was starued to death some say murdred at Pomfret castle in short time after the Princes of English poets Ieffry Chaucer and Iohn Cower dyed all those Noble men who either fouored king Richard or were raised by him were degraded disinherited or out of King or courrtly favour The French in Aquitaine intend rebellion against K. Henry but are pacified by Tho Percy Earle of Worcester The Welsh rebell vnder the coÌ„mand of their captine Owne Glendowre and the king went thither in person and with losse and danger quieted them An. 1403 the terrible battel of Shrewsbury was fought betwixt the King and the Earle of Worcester the Earle Dowglasse the Lord Henry Percy alias Hotspur and others where after a bloody triall Percy was slain buried taken vp againe and quartered the Earle of Worcester was beheaded the Dowglasse taken and the King victorious Owen Glendowere again raiseth wars in Wales and inuades the Marches of England although king Richard the 2 be dead and buried yet is he still sained to be aliue and by counterfeit impostures King Henry was much molested 140 ships came out of France arriued at Milford hauen to the aid of Owen Glendowre the Earle of Northumberland rebelled with the Lord Bardolph and were both taken beheaded Thus was king Henries reigne a Maiesticall missery a soueraignty of sorrow and a regall power alwaies attended with perplexity so that hauing raign'd 13 yeers 6 months wanting 5 daies he dyed the 20 of March 1413 and leauing 4 sonnes 2 daughters he was with all funerall and Royall solemnity interred at Canterbury HENRY THE FIFTH KING OF ENGLAND And FRANCE LORD OF IRELAND FRom my Iancastrian Sire successiuely I Englands glorious golden Garland gots I temper'd Iustice with mild clemency Much blood I shed yet blood-shed loued not Time my Sepulchre and my bones may not But Time can neuer end my endlesse fame Oblinion cannot my braue acts out blot Or make Forgetfulnesse forget my name I plaid all France at Tennise such a game With roaring Rackets bandied Balls and Foyles And what I plaid for still I won te same Triumphantly transporting home the spoyles But in the end grim death my life assail'd And as I lin'd I dy'd belon'd bewail'd Anno Dom. 1413. March 20 Sunday Henry the 5 borne at Monmouth in Wales about 28 yeeres old when he began to reigne he was crowned at Westminster by the hands of Thomas Arundell Archbishop of Canterbury and howsoeuer some Writers haue imputed wildnesse and irregular courses so youth vnto him yet when hee attained the Scepter he proued the mirror of Princes and Paragon of the world in that age He banished from his Court and presence all prophane and lewd companions and exiled from his eares all flattring Parasites and Sicophants In the 1 yeer of his reigne he prepared a great Armie against France anâ—â—â— Southampton very happily escaped murthering by the Treason of Richard Earle of Cambridge Henry Lord Scroope and Sir Thomas Gray Knight Soone after the King past with 1500 sail into France where hee wanne the strong Towâ—â—â—â— Hatflew and intending to march back with his â—â— my toward Callice he was neere a place called Agincourt encountrea by the whole power of France where King Henry had a triumphant victories in which battel were slaine many of the French Nobility with 10000 coÌ„mon soldiers as many of them taken prisoners The whole English Army at that time being not 10000 being wasted with the fluxe famine and other sicknesses yet did they â—â—â—â—â—â— more prisoners then they were themselues in number in all the battel lost not aboue 28 meÌ„ After which the King returned into England and â—â—â—â— was met with 400 Citizens and magnificantly â—â—â— tertained into London King Henry attributing all his conquests and victories to God The Eâ—â—â—â—â— Sigismond came into England and entred leagâ—â—â— with King Henry the Emperors intent was to â—â—â— made a peace betwixt England France but he could not accoÌ„plish it The king passed into I raâ—â—â— againe and wonne many Cities Townes Câ—â—â—â—â—â— strong holds in the end he married the Lady Katherin daughter to K. Charles of France with when he came into England and hauing crowned â—â—â—â— Queene be returned into I rance the third â—â—â— was in Paris proclaimed heire apparent to the Crowne Finally he sickened and dyed at Boysesâ— Vincennois in France from whence his corps â—â— brought and buried at Westminster I September 1422. HENRY THE VI KING OF ENGLAND And FRANCE LORD OF JRELAND GReat England Mars my Father being dead I not of yeares or yeare but eight months old The Diadem was plac't vpon my head In Royall Robes the Scepter I did hold But as th' Almighties workes are manifold Too high for mans conceit to comprehend In his eternall Register eurold My Birth my troublous Life and tragicke End â— Gainst me the house of Yorke their force did bend And Peeres and People weltred in their gore My Crown and Kingdome they from me did rend Which I my Sire and Grandire kept and wore Twice was I crown'd vncrown'd oft blest oft crost And lastly murdred life and Kingdome lost Anno Dom. 1422 August 31 Munday Henry the 6 born at Windsor the son of Henry the 5 was but 8 moneths old at the death of his father so that by reason of his infancy himselfe and kingdome were gouerned by his vnckles the Dukes of Bedford and Glocester An. 1419 Nouember 6 the King was crowned first at Westminster by the hands of Henry Chichley Archbishop of Canterbury hee was againe the second time crowned at Paris the 7 of December 1431 by the Cardinalls of York and Winchesters and returns into England the 11 day of February following In these times France was in miserable perplexity diuided betwixt French and English in continuall bloody wars for the Dolphin Charles made wars in sundry places claiming the Crowne the English won and lost towns and territories as fortune found or fround till at last by reason of the King childhood in the beginning of his reigne his soft milde gentle inclination in his ripe yeeres and his indisposition to marshall affaires hee beeing more sit for the Church theÌ„ for chinalry for praier theÌ„ for prowesse a man in al his actions more like a Saint then to one that should weild a warlike
at the age 36 yeeres 9 monethe and 5 daies hee was crowned Westminster with his wife Queene Anne by the â—â—â— of Iohn Whitguist Archbishop of Canterbury Theâ—â— was a conspiracy to surprise the King and insorce him to grant a tolleration of Religion but the plot was discoueâ—â— and the offenders were some executed some otherwise by the King elemency banished and imprisoned with good competency of meanes allowed them This king was a King of Peace and with all victorious for he did â—â—â— then his predecesser King Henry the 7 th who ioyned â—â— Roses of Lancaster and Yorke But King Iames â—â—â— happily ioyned kingdomes vniting England and Scotland into one glorious Monarchy by the name and â—â—â— Great Britaine Anno 1605 Nouember 5 the â—â—â— de-plot of perdition was but by the mercy of the Almighty â—â— a mis-taken deliuerie of a Letter and the deepe wisedome of the King the horrid Treason was â—â—â— preuented and the Traitours confounded in their â—â—â—â—â—â—ked deuices King Iames was so crowned and â—â—â— that Germany Polland Sweaueland Russia France Spaine Holland Zealand the Arch-Duke of Austria the estate and Sâ—â—gmory of Venice The great Duke of Florence all these Princes and Potentates did â—â—â— Ambassadors into England to hold Amity and â—â—â— with King Iames. Amongst Kings he was the â—â—â— mirrour of Learning the Patterne and Patron of piety â—â— pittie such a sweet and well composed mixture of Iustice and mercy was inuated in his Royall brest that â—â—â—â—â—â— truth did meet kisse and combine together all the â—â—â— his most auspicious reigne like a second Sallomon gouernment was blest with peace and plenty so that be â—â—â— iustly be stiled vnder God The Peace-maker of â—â—â— Christendome and the louing father and preseruer of â—â—â— own people Realmes and Dominions his life was generally beloued and his death as much lamented which was â—â—â— of March being Sunday there being but 2 daies differâ—â—â— or ods betwixt the accompt of the beginning and ending of his reigne for he began the 24 of March 1602 â—â—â— the 27 of March 1625. Two Tuesdaies were â—â—nate to him for on a Tuesday the 5 of August 1602 â—â— escaped a dangerous conspiracy of the Earle Cowries and on Tuesday the 5 of Nouember 1605 he wisâ—h of that could be called his was preferred from that Great master piece of Satan the Powder Treason and as â—â— Satâ—rday â—â—â— the 8 of May 1603 he was receiued within ioy â—â—â— London so on Saterday the 8 of May 1625 â—â—â— with grise buried at Westminster CHARLES Of that Name THE FIRST And II. Monarch of the whole Iland of GREAT BRITAINE KING OF ENGLAND SCOTLAND FRANCE and IRELAND Gods immediate VICEGERENT Supreame HEAD c. â—â—â—â—strious Off-spring of most glorious Stems Our happy hope our Royall CHARLES the great â—â—â— Heyre to foure Rich Diadems With gifts of Grace and Learning high â—epleat â—â—â— thee th' Almighties ayd I doe intreate â—â—â— guide and prosper thy proceedings still â—â—â—â—â— long thou maist suruiue a Prince compleat â—â—â— guard the good and to subuert the ill â—â—â— when thy â—â—â— determin'd boundlesse will Thy mortall part shall made immortall be â—â—â—â— let thy liuing Fame the world full fill â—â—â— blesâ—ed famous memory of thee And all true Britaines pray to God aboue To match thy life and fortune with their loue STEWARTâ— CHARLES MARIE Anagramma Christ Arme vs Eâ—â— AT AL Though feâ—â—ds and men to â—â—â—â— should endeuer Against their force AT AL CHRIST ARME VS EVER Anno. Dom. 1625-March 27. Sunday The â—â— sall â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— kingdomes hauing â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— full Iames â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— eternall Our Royall Charles the â—â—â— heire of his blessed Fathers Crowne and vertues â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— Westminster by the hands of the Right Reueâ—â—nd fahter in God â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— Iohn Williams â—â—â— new present Lord Bishop of Lincolne and Deane of Westminister He is Charles the first of that name and second Monarch of great Britaine â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— Vicegerent and God is his â—â—â—â— Seueraigne he is Defender of the True â—â—â—â— Apotlolicasll and Christian I â—â—â—â— and that faith is his shield against all his bedily and ghostly enemies in the first yeare of his reigne he married with the illustrious and vertuous Princesse Henneretta Maria daughter to that admired Mirrer and Mars of martiallilis of Henry the 4 th the French King last of that name vopn the 22 day of Iune 1625 shee safely arrived â—â—â—â—â—â— in Kent where the King stay'd till â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— and to both their ioyes and the â—â—â—â— of this kingdome he enioyed and enioyes her This Noble Pâ—â—â—ce was borne the 19 th of Nouember A no 1602 he was second and youngest Sonne to king Iames the â—â—â— of Scotland and first of that name of England Our last â—â—â— Soueraigne In the yeere 1623 â—â—â— into Spaine priuately and by Gods gracious assistance came backe safely from thence the 26 or October in the some yeere whose safe returne all true hearted Britaines did and doe esteem â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— and happy blessing his elemency â—â—â—â— is manifest his Royall end princely enâ—â—â— are ample â—â—â— his same and Magnificenceis â—â—â—â— sall The graces and cardinall vertues haue â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— taken â—â—â— their habitatiens in his Heroick and Magâ—â—â—â—â—â— brest â—â—â— may hee with his gracious Queene reigne our these his Dominions to the gloâ—â—â—â—â— of God and the good of this famous Iland with the rest of his Territories and to the ioy and comfort of his â—â—â— Amen ALIVING SADNES INDVTY CONSECRATED TO THE IMMORtall memory of our late Deceased all-beloued Soueraigne LORD the Peerelesse Paragon of Princes IAMES King of great Britaine France and Ireland who departed this Life at his Manour of Theobalds on Sunday the 27. of March 1625. TO THE MOST HIGH AND PVISSENT Prince CHARLES by the Grace of GOD the first of that name and second Monarch of the whole Iland of Great BRITAINE HIS VNDOVBTED ROYALTIES BEING VNITED VNDER one and the same his most glorious Crowne the Kingdomes of England Scotland France and Ireland Gods Immediate Vice-Gerent Supreme head of all Persons and Defender of the true ancient Christian Faith in these his Empires and Dominions MOst Mighty Monarch of this mourning Land Vpon the knees of my submissiue mind I begge acceptance at your Royall hand That my lamenting Muse may fauour finde My Gracious Master was so good so kinde So iust so much beloued neere and sarre Which generally did Loue and Duiy binde From all and from me in particular But as your Maiesty vndoubted are The Heire vnto his Vertues and his Crowne I pray that whether Heauen send Peace or Warre You likewise may inherit his Renowne And as Death strucke his Earthly Glory downe Left you in Maiesty and mourning Chiefe Yet through the World apparantly 't is knowne Your Sorrow is an vniuersall Griefe Let this recomfort then your Princely heart That in this Duty all men beares a part Your Maiesties most humble and obedient Subiect and Seruant IOHN TAYLOR A Funerall Elegie vpon King IAMES YOu gushing Torrents
were grau'd in Brasse His Fury like a wandring Starre soon gone His Clemency was like a fixed one So that as many lou'd him whilst he liu'd More then so many by his Death are grieu'd The hand of Heauen was onely his support And blest him in the Nobles of his Court To whom his Bounty was exprest so Royall That he these twenty yeeres found none disloyall But as bright Iewels of his Diadem They faithfully soru'd him he honour'd them And as in life they were on him relying So many of them vshered him in dying Richmonds and Linox Duke fiirst led the way Next Dorsets spirit forsooke her house of Clay Then Linox Duke againe Duke Lodwicks brother Was third and good Southampton fourth and her Lord wriothsly next Southamptons Noble sonne The race of his mortality did runne Next dy'd old Charles true honor'd Nottingham The Brooch and honor of his house and name Braue Belsast next his vitall threed was spun And last the Noble Marquesse Hambletoâ— These in the compasse of one yeere went hence And led the way to their beloued Prince And our deceased Soueraigne quickely went To change earths Pompe for glory permanent Like Phoebus in his Course h'arose and ran His reigne in March both ended and began And as if he had bin a Starre that 's fixt His Rise and Set were but two daies betwixt And once in two and twenty yeeres t is prou'd That the most fixed Stars are something mou'd But in his end his Constancy we finde He had no mutable or wauering minde For that Religion which his tongue and pen Did still defend with God maintaine with men That faith which in his Life he did expresse He in his Death did constantly prosesse His Treasure and his Iewels they were such As I thinke Englands Kings had ne'r so much And still to men of honour and desert His Coffers were as open as his heart Peace Patience Iustice Mercie Pittie These were his Iewels in variety His Treasure alwaies was his Subiects Loue Which they still gaue him as th' effects did proâ—â—â— Which like to Earths contributary streames Paid homage to their Soueraigne Ocean lâ—â—â—â— He knew that Princes Treasure to be best That 's layd vp in the loyall Subiects brest And onely 't was the riches of the minde To which he couerously was inclinde Thus was he blest in Person blest in State Blest in his first and his in latter date Blest in his education blest in 's learning Blest in his wisdome good and ill discerning Blest in his marriage and in his royall Race But blessed most of all in Gods high grace He did his God deuoutly serue and feare He lou'd him and he held his loue most deare He honour'd and obeyde him faithfully He is his fauour liu'd and so did dye His duty vnto God hee knew the way And meanes to make his Subiects him obey He knew that if he seru'd his God that then He should be seru'd and fear'd and lou'd of men And that if he Gods Statutes did respect That men would feare his Statutes to neglect That his Obedience vpward did bring downe Obedience to his Person and his Crowne He did aduance the good supprest the bad Relieu'd the poore and comforted the sad The Widdow and the orphant fatherlesse He often hath suppll'd in their distresse â—or why to rich and poore to great and small He was a common Father vnto all His affability and Princely parts Made him a mighty Conquerour of Hearts Offenders whom the law of life depriues His mercy pardon'd and preseru'd their liues To prisoners and poore captiues miserie Hee was a Magazine of charity For losses that by sea or fire did come He hath bestowed many a liberall summe Besides for Churches it most plaine appeares That more hath bin repair'd in twenty yeeres Is honour of our God and Sauiours name Then in an hundred yeeres before he came Our ancient famous Vniuersities Diuine and Humane learnings Nurseries Such dewes of orace as the Almighties will Was pleased through those Limbecks to distiil Which spight of Romish rage or Satans hate Hâ—â— caul'd the glorious Gospell propogate Our light of learning Iames did still protect them And as a nursirg Father did affect them Thus was Hee for our soutes and bodies health Defender of both Church and Common-wealth For Ireland he hath much reduc'd that nation Churches with land endow'd caus'd much plantation Whereby Ciuility is planted there The Kings obedience and th' Almighties feare These deeds this worthy godly Prince hath done For which he hath perpetuall praises wonne Ah! what a gracious Man of God was this Mercy and Iustice did each other kisse His Affabilitie whilst he did liue Did make all men themselues to him to giue Thus liu'd Great Iames and thus great Iames did dye And dying thus doth liâ—e Eternally With Honour he did liue and Life forsooke With Patience like a Lambe his death he tooke And leauing Kingly cares and Princely paine He now inherits an Immortall Reigne For royall grieu'd perplexed Maiesty He hath a Crowne of perpetuity For miserable Pompe that 's transitory Hee is aduanc'd to euerlasting glory And as he lou'd and liu'd and dy ' din Peace So he in Peace did quietly decease So let him rest in that most blest condition That 's subiect to no change or intermission Whilst we his seruants of him thus berest With grieued and perplexed hearts are lest But God in mercy looking on our grife Before he gaue the wound ordain'd reliefe Though duteous Sorrow bids vs not forget This cloud of death I wherein our Sunne did set His Sonnes resplendent Maiestie did rise Load stone and Load starre to our hearts and eyes He cleares our drooping spirits he frees our scares And like the Sunne dries vp our dewey teares All those his seruants that lamenting grieue King Charles his Grace and fauour doth releeue But as they seru'd his Father so he will Be their most louing Lord and Soueraigne still As they were first to their Master liuing being dead They are releeued and re-comforted Thus Charity doth in succession runne A Pious Father leaues a godly Sonne Which Sonne his Kingly Gouernment shall passe His Kingdomes Father as his Father was For though great Iames inter'd in earth doth lye Great Charles his brest intombes his memorie And heer 's our comforts midst our discontents Hee 's season'd with his Fathers Documents And as th' Almighty was his shield and speare Protecting him from danger euery where From most vnnaturall foule Conspiracie From Powder-plots and hellish Treachery Whilst he both liu'd and dy'd belou'd renound And Treason did it selfe it selfe confound So I inuoke th' Eternall Prouidence To be to Charles a buckler and defence Supported onely by the Power Diuine As long as Sunne or Moone or Starres shall shine To all that haue Read this Poeme I Boast not but his Maiesty that 's dead Was many times well pleas'd my lines to read And euery line word Syllable and letter
you stand In duty for your liues and honours bound To him for by him haue you beene renown'd Yet Death that 's common vnto euery one Should be intolerable vnto none And therefore let his noble spirit rest Amidst those ioyes which cannot be exprest Let those that liue his goodnesse imitate And yeeld vnto the course of mortall fate FINIS A FVNERALL ELEGIE IN THE SACRED MEMORY OF THE Right Reuerend Right Honourable and Learned Father in GOD LANCELOT Lord Bishop of VVinchester Deane of his Maiesties Chappell Prelate of the Right Honourable Order of the Garter and one of the Lords of his Maiestices most Honourable Priuie COVNCELL Who departed this life at his house in Southwarke on Munday the 25 th of September last 1626 and was Honourably Interred in Saint Sauiours Church in Southwarke the XI of Nouember TO THE WORSHIPFVLL AND RELIGIOVS GENTLE man M r. Iohn Parker Citizen of London and of the worshipfull Societie of Marchant-Taylors Right Worthy Sir IN these ingratefull daies of ours wherein mens merits are forgotten with the expiration of the life and that too many doe glory to leaue happy or vnhappy posterities behinde them to â—â—â— their memories liue when they are gone or else put a vaine hope of a long lasting same by eâ—â—â—cting painted vaine-glorious Sepulchers and marble Monuments whilst small are theâ—â—â— ber of those that by Piety Charity Noble and vertuous Actions and good life and conuersation â—â— seeke to attaine the neuer-fading memory of Eternity and true lmmortality so that it is a doubt whâ—ther the death of the good or the life of the bad are most to be lamented Yet although the true worthâ—â— this deceased Right Reuerend Right Honourable and right Learned Father whom God in merry â—â— taken from the euill to come is of that inuincible and impregenable strength that the flattery or battle of future time cannot beat it downe into the gulfe of obliuion and forget fulnesse yet though weâ—â— lesse I in dutious loue and reuerence to the Dead and true in affection to the liuing amongst whom â—â—â—â— of my departed Lords Friends and Seruants I am much endeared and oblieged vnto I haue set â—â— rudely to paper and as I could though not as I should I haue as it were onley look'd into the Suiâ—â—â—â— of a goodly City tasted Manna afarre off and touched the skirts or hem of his meritorious vertues whâ—â— I have made bold to dedicate to your Worships graue and iudicious view and censure humbly desirâ— your VVorship to accept my intention more then my Labour in hope whereof I cease to enlarge my Eâ—â—â— further wishing you such happinesse in this life as is correspondent to your worth and such felicity in â—â— life to come as is layd vp for good men in Heauen Your Worships to command IOHN TAYLOR A Silly Taper or a Candles light Are vaine additious to make Sol more bright â—â—â— can one little water-drop augment The mighty bounds of Neptunes continent The raging Winds that threaten sea and shore â—â—â— one mans breath is not increas'd the more â—â—â— or can a handfull of vnstable sand â—â—yse mounts of earth or amplifie the land â—â—â— that am the meanest man of men â—â—rane wanting learning meaner for the pen â—th glimering raper or a drop of raine â—â—not increase the light inlarge the maine â—â—â— any way in sitting tearmes set foth â—ght Reuerend Winchester Admired worth â—â—â—all the learned Poets of these dayes â—â—ght write and speake in his deserued prayse â—â—â— spend their inke and paper and their spirits â—â—â—â—add no fame or honour ot his merits â—â—â—as pute snow shewes whiter to the eye â—â—â—â—hen cole-black Crowes or swarty Rauens are by â—â—â—as the darknesse makes light seeme more cleare â—â—â—will his Vertues in my lines appeare â—â—â—speake his passage in this vale of strife London he had being first and life â—hose Parents as became their reputation â—â—â—bring him vp in worthy education â—â—â— Prem brooke Hall in Cambridge witnesse will â—hereas his noble memory liues still â—passing on in this his morall race â—â—ne'd by grace from higher place to place â—â—â—to the Deanery of Westminster â—â—â—to this Bishopricke of Chichester â—â— Iames did next to Elye him preferre â—ich learned Prince made him his Almoner â—â—â— by Gods prouidence nor his desire â—â—â—to Winchester translated higher â—â—â—of the Royall Chappell and beside Garters Prelate he was dignifide â—â—â—gracious Iames did in his wisedome see â—â—â— worthy Lords vpright integrity â—hom all loyall vertues were innate â—â—â—â—him a priuy Councellour of State â—â—â—his honours still did higher grow â— minde in meeke humillity was low â—â—â—like a blessed Samuel was he â—yned from his infancy to be â—iant souldier of Christs faithfull Campe â—in God Church a learn'd illustrious Lamp â—â—â—â—at the lord to Abraham did say From thy Country and thy Kin away â—â—â—from thy Fathers house I charge thee goe â—â—â—Lord that I to thee will showe â—is right reuerend Lord was from his youth â—â—â—from the world to Gods eternall truth â—being one in Heau ' ns high businesse sent â—igh in this world yet from the world he went For though the world is as 't is vnderstood Mans natiue Country as he 's flesh and blood Yet is his worldly part a prison foule Wherein in bondage lyes his purer soule Which soule is heauenly makes heauen her aime And here she 's in the World not of the same So this deceased Subiect of my muse He liu'd and grieu'd to see the worldsabuse And like a â—eremy â—â— had â—â—â—ments He sigh'd and greu'd bewaynng the euents Which haue and doe and dad â—â— are like Vpon this woefull age of ours to strike He saw and grieu'd a what all men should grieue How goodnesse small reipect could here achieue And how the chiefest good that men doe craue Is pompe and wealth and rich appreil braue How man will for his body haue good food Good fire good cloathes good house and lodging good And all the care's how these goods may be had And few men cared though their soules be bad Thus the sraile World in pous â—â—â— Strooke in his Christian heart griefes deepe impression That all that worldly was he quite â—orgor And vs'd the World as if hee vs'd itâ— oâ— Hee by the Spirit of God perceiued plaine That all earthes pompe and glory is but vayne And therefore with a lowly minde and meeke He did Christs righteousnesse kingdome seeke For which euen as our Sauiours word is past His earthly treasures were vppon him cast For still the word of God confirm'd shall be I 'le honour them saith he that honour me His heart was free from an ambitious thought No popular applause of men he sought His pride was godly a true Christian pride To know Christ and to know him crucifide And though fraile men are with vaine toyes intis'd Hee with'd to be disolu'd to be with Christ. His charity was not in out-ward show No Pharisey-like Trumpet ere did blow To make the World applause with
speech or pen When he in pitty pelp'd the wants of men Two choller 's in th' Vniuersities He priuate gaue most bountifull supplies To Prisoners he sent many a secret summe And the receiuers nere knew whence it comes God gaue to him and for his sake agen He gaue it backe to helpe distressed men Yet close and priuate should his a mes still be That God might hane the glory and not he Where ere hee lodg'd or where his house hee kept His piety and charity nere slept Where still his gifts hath clone and secret beene And to the view of men but seldome seene When late our sins did Gods high wrath incence That he destroy'd vs with the Pestilence And that the poore did pine the rich were fled And Charity seem'd buried with the dead Then this true godly honorable man Did with a zeale and loue most Christian Knowing Saint Sauiours Parish to be darge Opprest with poore and an excessiue charge Means small necessity exceeding great Many to feede and little foode to eater In this extreamity this worthy Peere Did in his charitie so good appeare That by his bounty many soules were cherish'd Which but for him vndoubtedly bad perish'd The like he did in succouring the destresse Of many places in his Diocesse He well remembred God had rais'd him high In state of eminence and dignity But yet his memory deseru'd more prayse Remembring to what end God did him rayset For men all of Degrees estates and rankes Will giue to God some superficiall thankes Confessing he hath in their state them set But yet the end wherefore they quite forget Therefore he well and wisely vnderstood That he had great promotions to be good And that he was endued with earthly pelfe To giue and haue least ioy of it him selfe And as a stoward iust what he possest Hee still distributed to the opprest And though mans merrits challenge nothing can Yet God so loues a iust and righteous man That here hee liues with his protection guarded And after with eternall life rewarded a His Learning His learning was approoued to be such As scarcely any one man had so much Yet though in Scholler-ship he did excell His chiefest honour was he vs'd it well When Romes chiefe champion famous Bellarmine Imploy'd his studies and his best ingine To proue the Papall dignity had power O're Councells Fathers King or Emperour Or Church or sacred text Cannonicall Or any thing which we may mortall call And that these errours printed were in Rome And scattered and divulg'd through Christondome Then Winchâ—ster did for the Gospells right So learn'd so grauely and profoundly write His Booke that was Tortus Tortortum call'd Which made the Roman Clergy all apal'd He shew'd them there how vainly they did vaunt How far from truth they were disconsonant And how the Pope was prou'd the man of sinne Maugre his mighty Bulwarke Bellarmine Thus he defending our Religion Shooke Antichristian Romish Babilon Proouing our faith to be true Catholike And in antiquity Apostolike Indeede his learning so transcendant was And did so farr'e my silly praise surpasse That I my wit and studies may confound And in un Ocean bottome lesse be drown'd I le therefore cease to touch that lofty straine So farre aboue the Circuite of my braine His chiefest learning was Gods Law he learn'd Whereby to liue and dye hee well discern'd As Malachy b Malachy 2.7 â— of Priests did Prophecy His lips preserued knowledge plentiously That sauing knowledge which c Hills â—â— Iohn Baptist broughâ— Saluation and d Luke I. 77 remitting sinnes he taught Yea all his knowledge were to these intents To know God and keepe his Commandements A single life he liu'd but his desert And vertue was in singlnesie of heart Well he knew Marriage or Virginity Were of themselues no perfect sanctity For mis-beleeuing Infidels doe eyther Yet haue no perfect holinesse by neither But where the gift of continence is giuen With single life it is the grace of Heauen And this blest gift was still in him so ample That he both liu'd and dy'd a rare example Thus liu'd he 70 yeeres iust Dauids span Times circuite for the Pilgrimage of man And in a good age Dauid-like deecast With e 1. Chron. 29. Honour Daies and Riches fully blest And for more honour of his hoary haires Yeeres grac'd his person vertue grac'd his yeâ—â—â— His port and places were of eminence But 't was his goodnesse was their excellence So that although his honour was compleat He grac'd it more in being good then great His seruants of a Master are depriu'd Who shewed himselfe to them whilst he suruinâ—â— Not as an Austere Master but still rather A louing and a wel-beloued father His loue to them was in his gifts and cares And their for him is in their sighes and teares Foure brothers and two sisters they were late But three haue finish'd their suruiuing date Lancelot the chiefe Nicholas and Thomas they Haue left this transitory house of clay And as from but one father they did spring So in one house they had their finishing But Roger Mary Martha you are left And though you of your brethren are berest They are but gone that you may come to them To Glory to the new Ierusalem Yet God's your father as hee 's theirs in blisse And Iesus Christ to you a brother is But note the prudence and the prouidence This good man whom God bath taken hence â—â—well sore-saw his bodies dissolution â—â— therefore for his goods iust distribution â—â—â—â—â—â—for his sole Executor elected â—â— that like himselfe the world respected â—â—â—s my Lord all earthly pompe did hate â—â—did esteme this world at little rate â—â— did venture loue and vice abhor â—â— without doubt doth his Executor â—â—therefore he committed this great trust â—â— he knew was honest plaine and iust â—â— for conclusion for a finall end â—â—â— time this Reuerend Father did attend â—â—â—new that he to Nature was a debter â—â— therefore long'd to change this life for better â—â— heart was open still to welcome Death â—â— great desire was to expire his breath â—â—new it is a passage must be past â—â—ey that all flesh must goe at last â—â— of rest a ceasing here to sinne â—â—d where endlesse glory doth beginne â—â—though conuulsions sighs and sickly groanes Our parents friends kindreds teares and moanes The bells sad toling and the mourning weede Makes Death more dreadfull then it is indeede Yet wise men all in generall agree T is naturall to dye as borne to be And as man cannot here auoyd his birth So shunne hee cannot his returne to earth The Pilgrimage the race the glasse is runne The threed is spun they victory is wonne And Honourable Winchester is gone Vnto the Lambe that sits vpon the Throne For as I well haue scan'd vpon his name And of it made a double Anagram And Anagrams oft-times include a fate And 't is no doubt but they explaine his State For
former Seruants of seuer all Offices in his Maiesties House and other Esquires his maâ—stres seruants of good qualitie The Gentlemen of his Maiesties Chappel in Surplaices and rich Copes the Sergeant of the Vestry accompanying them Chaplaines Doctors of Phisicke Doctors of Diuinity Knights Gentlemen of the Priuy Chamber Gentlemen of the Bed-chamber to the Prince Baronets Barons younger sonnes Knights of the Priuy-Councell Viscounts eldest sonnes a Veluet cushen cartâ—ed by an Esquire The Comptroller Treasurer Steward and Chamberlain to his Grace bearing white Staues Barons of Ireland Scotland and England Bishops Earles eldest Sons Viscounts Earles of Scotland and England The Duke of Linox eldest Sonne The Arch-Bishop of Canterbury The Mace The Purse The Iora Keeper Preacher Sergeant Trumpetter and foure Trumpets The Great Banner borne by an Earles Sonne accompanied with an Herald The chiefe mourning Horse couered with blacke Veluet and garnished with Eschochens of Tassata with Shaffron and Plumes led by M r. Harton Clauell His Graces Hatchinements borne as followeth The Gauntlets and Spurres The Helme and Crest and the Sword borne by three Heralds The Targe and Coate of Armes borne by two Kings of Armes Then the â—â—uely Effigies or representation of his Grace drowne in a Chariot by sixe goodly Horses garnished as the former couered with a Canopy of black Veluet The Pall supported two Earles Sons and two Marquesses Sons The Foâ—â—â— going on each side the Chariot and likewise ten small Banners carried by 10. Knights 5 of Scotland and 5 of England round about the Chariot two Principall Gentlemen riding at his head and feet in the said Chariot Then folowed Garter principall King of Armes accompanied with a Gentleman â— sher who went bareheaded the Duke of Linox chief Mourner The Lord Tresurer and Lord President of the Councell his supporters 10 other Assistants The Lord Priuy Seale and Duke of Buckingham The Marquis Hamilton and Earle Marshall The Lord Chamberlaine of his Maiesties House and the E. of Sussex the E. of Southampton and E. of Essex the E. of Salisbury and E. of Exceter The M r of the Horse to his Grace in close mourning leading the Horse of Honor â—â—â—â—â—â— furnished Thus past this sad shew from his Graces House in Holborne to Westminster where the Funerall Rites being solemnely ended his Graces liuely Effigies was leâ—â— in the Abby of S t. Peter vnder a Rich Hearse FINIS GREAT BRITAINE ALL IN BLACKE OR A short Elegie written in the manner of AEquiuoques in a sad and dutifull remembrance of the Royall Prince HENRY OH for a Quill of that Arabian Wing That 's hatcht in embers of Sun-kindled fire Who to her selfe her selfe doth issue bring And three in one is Young and Dam and Sire Oh that I could to Virgils veine aspire Or Homers Verse the golden-languag'd Greeke In polish'd phrases I my lines would tyre Into the depth of Art my Muse would seeke Mean time she 'mongst the linguish'd Poets throngs Although she want the helpe of Forraigne Tongs TO write great Britaines wo how am I able That hauing lost a peerelesse Princely Sonne So wise so graue so stout so amiable Whose Vertues shin'd as did the mid-dayes Sunne And did illustrate all our Hemispheare Now all the world affoords not him his pheare His Royall minde was euermore dispos'd From vertue vnto vertue to accrue On good deserts his bountie he dispos'd Which made him follow'd by so braue a crue That though himselfe was peerlesse many a Peere As his Attendants dayly did appeare In him the Thundrers braine-borne daughter Pallas Had tane possession as her natiue Clime In him and his terrestriall heau'nly Palace Was taught how men by vertuous deeds shal clime So that although his yeeres were in the spring He was true honours Fount and valors Spring So firme so stable and so continent So wise so valiant and so truly chaste That from his Microcosmos continent All heau'n-abhorred hel-hatch'd lust was chac'd Hee ran no vicious vice alluring grace To staine the glory of his Royall race His soule from whence it came is gone againe And earth hath tane what did to earth belong He whilom to this Land was such a Gaine That mem'ry of his losse must deeds belong All states and sexes both the young and graue Lament his timelesse going to his Graue Man-murdring death blinde cruell fierce and fell How dost thou gripe him in thy meagre armes By thy rude stroke this Prince of Princes fell Whose valor brau'd the mighty God of Armes Right well in peace he could of peace debate Dreadlesse of dreadfull danger or debate Robustuous rawbon'd monster death to teare From vs our happy hope we did enioy And turne our many ioyes to many a teare Who else might ioyfully haue liu'd in ioy As wind on thousands all at once doth blow By his deaths stroke so millions feele the blow Well could I wish but wishing is in vaine That many millions and amongst them I Had slue'd the bloods from euery flowing veine And vented floods of water from each eye T' haue sau'd the life of this Maiestike Heyre Would thousand soules had wandred in the ayre But cease my Muse thou farre vnworthy art To name his name whose praise on hie doth mount Leaue leaue I say this taske to men of Art And let his soule rest to sweet Zions Mount His Angell spright hath bid the world adue And earth hath claim'd his body as a due Epitaph Here vnder ground great HENRIES corps doth be If God were pleas'd I wish it were a lye IOHN TAYLOR THE MVSES MOVRNING OR FVNER ALL SONNETS ON THE Death of IOHN MORAY Esquire TO THE WHOLE AND ENTIRE NVMBER OF THE Noble and Ancient name of Morayes Iohn Taylor dedicates these sad Funerall Sonnets Sonnet 1. VVHen King Corbredus wore the Scottish Crowne The Romanes did the Britaine Land afflict But Corbred ioyn'd confederate with the Pict By whom Queen â—eadaes foes were ouerthrowne The Morayes then to haue their valour knowne Did first the Romane forces contradict And made them render vp their liues so strict That horse and foot and all were beaten downe Loe thus began the Morayes honour'd Race Of memorable Ancient worthy fame And since the fiue and fiftieth yeere of Grace â—â— Scotland hath suruiu'd that noble name To whom aliue and to my dead friends hear so In duty heere I consecrate this verse Hee that is euer obliged to your Noble name IOHN TAYLOR Sonnet 2. WEepe euerlastingly you Nymphs diuine Your very Quintessence is waste and spent Sigh grone and weepe with wofull languishment Dead is the life that made your Glories shine The heau'nly numbers of your Sacred nine He tun'd as an Aetheriall Instrument So sweet as if the Gods did all consent In him their Consort wholy to combine Weepe Muses euerlastingly lament Eclipsed is your Sire Apollo's shrine Grim Death the life hath from your Champion rent And therefore sigh grone weepe lament and pine And let the Lawrell rot consume and wither Dye Muses
and be Tombd with him together Sonnets 3. FRom two strong Iailes thy corps â—onâ—â— acquitted The one compact of flesh and bloud and bone The other vnrelenting sencelesse stone By God to one by man to one committed I euer did expect a happy time When thou shouldst shake by bondage from thy backer I euer hop'd that thy vnwilling crime Would be forgot and thou secur'd from wracke For this I wish'd and prat'd both day and night I onely aym'd to haue thy body freed But heau'n beyond my reason had decreed Soule body both at once to free thee quite Thou in thy life hast past a world of trouble But death from double Iailes hath freed thee double Sonnet 4. COrruption Incorruption hath put on Immortall weake mortality is made Earths wo hath gain'd a happy heauenly throne By death life dyes by life deaths force doth fade Though death kill life yet life doth conquer death Death but puts off our Rags of shame and â—ine When for a moment's an eternall breath Life passing through the dore of death doth win This thou well knowst my much beloued friend And therefore thou didst dare death to his worst But he much busied could not thee attend Or durst not till thy cares thy heart had burst And then the slaue came stealing like a thiefe And 'gainst his will did giue thy woes reliefe Sonnet 5. THou fortunes foot-ball whom she vs'd to tosse From wrong to wrong from wo to wo againe From griefe rebounding backe to pinching paine As 't please the blind-fold Dame to blesse or crosse But thou vnmou'd with either gaine or losse Nor ioy nor care could vexe they constant braine Thou smil'dst at all her buffets with disdaine And all her fauours thou esteem'dst as drosse Her and her Fauorites thou still didst deeme Iust as they are not as they seeme to be Her Minions all as fooles thou didst esteeme And that 's the cause she would not fauour thee Then since such reck'ning she of fooles doth make Would thou hadst beene one for her fauours fake Sonnet 6. T Is written in the euer liuing Word The Rule and Square that men should liue thereby Afflictions are the tuch-stones of the Lord. By which he onely doth his seruants try Then Noble Moray thou hadst many a tuch And still the patience good and currant prou'd Thy manly carriage in thy griefs were such Which made thee more then much admir'd and lou'd What yeer what month week day or fading houre Wherein some mischiefe did thee not befall Yet had Affliction ouer thee no power To conquer thee but thou didst conquer all Vnnumbred times thou wast both toucht and tri'd And in thy Makers feare and fauour dy'd Sonnet 7. VVEep heart weepe eyes weep my vnable pen In teares of blood of water and lake With bread of sorrow and afflictions drinke I liue for I haue lost a man of men Yet heart eyes pen dry vp your teares agen He is not lost he 's rather newly found Enfranchis'd from a dolefull theeuish den And with a rich Immortall Crowne is crownd Then hart eies pen no more with teares be drownd Weepe not for him that doth reioyce for euer Yet this againe my comfort doth confound Hee 's lost to mee and I shall find him neuer Then weep Muse heart eies pen lament and weepâ— My ioyes are buried in eternall sleepe Sonnet 8. SLeepe gentle spirit in Eternall rest Free from all heart-tormenting sorrow sleepe Whilst I doe vent from my care-crazed brest Hart-wondring sighs that there their mansion keepâ—â— And let my grones from out that Cauerne deepe With lamentations and cloud-cracking thunder And let mine eyes an Inundation weepe Let sighs grones teares make all the world to wonder I meane my little Microcosmo world Sigh stormes grone thunder weep a floud of tearesâ— Through eu'ry part of me let griefe be hurld That whosoeuer my lamenting heares May mone with me the cause of this my Ditty Or if not mone with me vonchsafe to pitty Sonnet 9. SInce cursed fates haue fatally decreed To tosse and tumble harmelesse Innocence And all the crue of hels abortiue breed Haue glutted Enuies maw by lawes defence Yet God whose knowledge knows the least offence Who all things sees with his all-searching eye Doth with his glorious great omnipotence Right wronged wrongs heares his seruants cry His mercie 's not immur'd within the sky But freely he doth powre it downe on earth He with afflictions scourge his sonnes doth try And when he pleases turnes their mone to mirth And though man liues in care and dies in sorrow A heauy euening brings a ioyfull morrow Sonnet 10. WEll hast thou runne in this â—y weary race Well hast thou fought with Satan hand to haÌ„d Th' ast won the Goale and gain'd the blessed Land That 's neither limitted with time or place There thou attendest on the thâ—â—â—â—â—â—e of Grace There Angels and Archangels sweetly sing Eternall praises to th' eternall King And see the glorious brightnesse of his face All this I doubt not but thou wâ—ll hast done Not of thy selfe with shamefull sinne pollated But thy Redeemer hath the coâ—â—iest wonne And vnto thee the victorie's imputed He paid the score and cancell'd all thy bands And gaue thee to his blessed Fathers hands Sonnet 11. NOw may you theeuing Poets filch and steale Without controlement breaking Priscians pate For he that whilom could your theft reueale Your Criticke and your Hypercriticke late Now may you cog and lye and sweare and prate And make your idle verses lame and halt For by the pow'r of euiternall Fate Hee 's gone that could and would correct each fault But you haue greatest cause to moane his want You sacred heau'nly Sisters three times thrice He from your Gardens could all weeds supplant And replant fruites and flowres of pecrelesse price He kept vnbroke your Numbers Tipes Tropes But now hee 's dead dead are your onely hopes Sonnet 12. AS Solon to rich haplesse Croesus said No man is happy till his life doth end The proofe in thee so piainly is displaid As if he thy Natiuity had kend What mortall miseries could mischiefe send But thou therein hast had a treble share As if Calamities their powers should bend To make thy Corps a treasure-house of care Yet fell Aduersity thou didst out-dare And valiantly 'gainst stormes of woe resisted Loue of the world they minde could not insnare Thou knewst wherein the best of best consisted And as old Solon said so I agree Death makes men happy as it hath done thee Sonnet 13. NO 〈…〉 Trophee Vertue needes And good report a marble Tombe out-weares â—â—â—â—â— plaies the Herald proclaimes mens deeds Her Trumps Thrill sound the spacious world heares And such an vniuersall Tombe hast thou Borne on the tops of thousand thousand tongs Thy liuing merit doth thy name allow A Monument for euer which belongs To none but such as whilom was thy selfe Who vs'd the world as if they vs'd it not And did
acknowledge misbegorten pelfe Must like the getters of it rust and rot And such a liuing Tombe thy Corps inherit A good report according to thy merit Sonnet 14. HAd I the skill of Homer Maro Naso Or had I that Admir'd ornated stile Of Petrark or the braue Italian Tasso I could not ouermuch thy praise compile But as I am alas and woe the while A poore vnlearned silly simple swaine At whose attempt the world with scorn will smile And flout th'vnshapen issne of my braine But duty bids me lanch into this Maine Though my performance be but weake of store Yet worthy mindes this goodnesse doe retaine Not to despise the seruice of the poore I lou'd him liuing and my loue to show My least and last poore loue I heere bestow FINIS A FVNERALL ELEGY DEPLORING THE DEATH OF THE TRVE Patterne Patrone and mirrour of Honour the Right Honorable Lord IOHN RAMSEY Lord Discount HADINGTON Earle of HOLDERNESSE Who departed this life on Tuesday the 24 of Ianuary last and was buried in the Abby-Church of Westminster on Tuesday the last of February following Haee dextra vindex Principis Patriae An A R M E and hand well ARM'D With HEAV'NLY might That gripes a iust drawne SWORD thrust through a HEART Adorned with a ROYALL DIADEM This and this Motto was his owne by right Giuen by his SOVERAIGNE for his iust desert And in his Coate of ARMES inserted them His right Hand did reuenge and ouer came His Prince and Countries foes and purchas'd fame TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE and vertuous Lady the LADY MARTHA Countesse of Holdernesse RIght Honoured Madame to your noble view These lines of greife with griefe I dedicate Not that I would your cares a fresh renew Or any way your sorrowes aggrauate Of you put please to reade what I relate My hope is that your grieued heart shall finde Some things that may your woe extenuate And adde some comfort to your care-craz'd minde And as you still haue nobly beene inclin'd To beare with Christian patience euery crosse So be that Vertue still to you combinde Supporting you to vndergoe this losse Thus crauing pardon I the heau'ns implore To make your sorrowers lesse your comfort more IOHN TAYLOR A Sonnet of true and notable obseruations vpon feuen seuerall Teuesdayes VPon a Tuesday hee his Birth beganne Vpon a Tuesday he his baptismâ— had Vpon a Tuesday hee his Honour â— anne Vpon the Gowries whose intents were bad Vpon a Tuesday hee at first did wed The Noble Sussex daughter who deceast Vpon a Tuesday then hee married Sir William Cockains Câ—alde by heau'ns behest Vpon a Tuesday hee dâ—ataste Deaths Cup And to his blest Redeemer gaue his spirit Vpon a Tuesday hee was closed vp Within his Tombe which doth his Corpâ— inherit Thus vpon Tuesdaies 't was his lot to haue Birth Baptisme Honor two Wiues Death Graue A FVNERALL ELEGY YOu Poets all where is your Art become Are you all tong-ti'd ar your Muses duin Or are your sorrows in your brests so shut That you your pens to paper cannot put Can neither duty or your loue expresse The lamentable losse of Holdernesse Alas I know that you doe know his Worth Was farre beyond your skils to blazon forth And that when you had done what could be done It had beene as a Taper to the Sunne He was an Ocean for whose sake I know A dry inuention may with plenty flowe He was a well manured fertile field Which to a barren wit would haruest yeeld He was a Subiect of transcendent size Beyond each vulgar pen to Poetize And though I know my selfe vnworthy farre With my poore Glow-worme Muse t' attend this Starre Yea though I cannot as I would endite Attribute here I offer vp my mite Which in his Noble Treasury I throw My latest Duty that I can bestow And well I hope these lines of mâ—ne shall last When as his Tombe by Time shall be deâ—ac'd Yea though I had no hope to hue so long To write his Epicediaâ— or Deaths song Yet since God so decrees this Elegie My duty loue and thankes shall testifie How can the World but be in Honour poore Since it in losing him hath lost such store Or how can Vertue hope to liue and thriue Hee 's dead whose life preserued her aliue Religion was his Tutresse and his Matron And vnto her he was a zealous Patron Truâ— Charity belou'd with him did liue And to the poore his Glory was to giue Yet was his bounty from the world so hid His right hand know not what his left hand did So that his carriage and his Noble parts Iustly deseru'd and firmely kept mens hearts That his true praise great Britaines Bounds did fill And no man e're had cause to wish him ill His merits through Heau'ns fauour did afford That Heldernesse had euery mans good word For though the world doth vndergoe this curse That euery day it waxeth worse and worse He had a Noble and a Christian way Whereby his life was better'd euery day For to his end eu'n from his dayes of youth His time did sade but goodnesse still had growth So as his life did weare his Vertue grew And Grace did daily still more Grace renew Hee was no diuing Politician Or proiect-seeking Monopolitan Hee ne'r prouok'd the silly orphants cryes Nor fill'd with teares the woefull widdowes eyes But as his Princes fauour he did merit Hee vs'd it with such modesty of Spirit That though he might almost haue what he would Yet in such bounds he his demaunds did hold Which Honour and his Conscience did restraine That Prince or people neuer could complaine So as his life was all good mens content His death doth generally make all lament Much like a fruitfull piece of land well till'd Or as a Box with precious oyntment fill'd Eu'n so his Actions and his Conuersation Pleasd pleasur'd and much honour'd all our Nation And though that Honours doe change mannees much Yet sure in him th' effects were neuer such Though merit and the kings benignity Did raise him vnto Noble dignity Though he in Titles was promoted high Yet still his minde retain'd Humility That though desert had made his honours more His minde was rais'd no higher then before Promotion with humility combind A losty Title and a lowly minde These Vertues are exceeding great and rare And not by many men possessed are And yet in him these gifts were so apparent As if they had beene naturall inherent For had he beene with loue of Pride endowd He had the means that might haue made him proud Hee ne'r esteem'd Court complementing bubbles Nor car'd hee for the flattring Knee that doubles Hee knew it was Ambitions onely end To mount vp higher when it seemes to bend And therefore he these frothy toyes did shunne Not fit for men but Monkeyes to be done And in his actions shew'd himselfe to be Full of plaine honest true integrity He euery way himselfe did so demeane That from his
haruest good and bad might gleane Instructions to direct and good directions How to instruct their follies fond affections No doubt but God did him preordinate To be a speciall blessing to the State By constellation and Heau'ns Influence Mark'd for remarked seruice for his Prince For all his youth almost to manly age He was to Royall Iames a trusty Page When as his conuersation and behauiour Gain'd and retain'd his Soueraignes speciall sauour In our Redemptions sixteenth hundred yeare Then did his seruice happily appeare Then did he proue himselfe Heau'ns instrument His Gracious Masters murther to preuent Vpon that day of famous memory Of Gowries wracke and blacke Conspiracy That day of note which ne'r shall be forgot That fist of August 't was his lucky lot To kill a brace of Traytors at the time When as they were in action of the crime For when the younger brother of the twaine In murd'rous manner would the king haue slaine When nothing could his treachery diuert But that he vowd to stabbe his Soueraignes heart The Whilst the King and hee with eager will Were striuing one to saue and one to kill So long that bustling both 'twixt life and death They both were tyr'd and almost out of breath The king like Daniel in the Lyons Den As 't were by miracle preserued then Then Noble Ramsey was by God appointed To saue his Soueraigne and the Leras Anoâ—â—ted For he by Gods direction found a way Where they were feussting and without delay He strait made Alexander Remthen feele The force and fury of reuenging steele For with three stabs he did the Traytor wound And cast him downe the staires an Act renown'd When strait Earle Gowry found his brother slaine With two drawn swords ran vp the staires amaine Well-knowing of his lifes approaching date Infus'd with rage and madnesse desperate Laying about him like a demy-Diuell With purpose to conclude his last act euill With many a furious stroke and ill-meant thrust He madly did his best to doe his worst Whilst this deceased Lord a Bulwarke stood And wounded Nobly spent his Noble blood And with a thrust most fortunate and fierce He with his sword the Earles heart through did pierce This happy seruice of most high esteeme Was but his duty as himselfe did deeme Yea though it was an action meritorious Yet selfe-opinion made him not vaine-glorious To arme or sword did he no praise impute Nor to his courage stoure and resolute But thanking God that had him so directed Whereby this worthy seruice was effected Attributing all praise and Maiestie To God that made him meanes of victorie Thus he like one of Dauids Worthies then Gain'd at one time the loue of God and men Of God for his humility of heart Of men for his good seruice and desert Consider you these mournefull lines that read Thinke but how much true Noblenesse is dead Which hauing pondred well who can forbeare But for his lofle to spend a sigh or teare For all that lou'd King Iames must likewise loue Him whose good seruice did so faithfull proue Who lou'd his master so that men might see That from him long he could not sundred be And as he truely on him here attended So knowing him to higher state ascended To make his loyalty the more appeare He left this world to wait vpon him there Each honest Britaine in his losse hath share The griefe is vniuersall and the care Hath tane possession of both high and low Eu'n from the Royall Throne vnto the Plough The King hath lost a seruant true and iust â—â— whom he might reposc especiall trust And his companions Peeres haue lost a friend Whose vertues very few men could transcend His honourable Countesse she hath lost The comfort where her ioy consisted most His Nobles father ' in lawes are full of griefe And are in sorrowes equall with the chiefe His worthy honour'd brethren are possest With each of them a sad and grieued brest And From his seruants death a Lord hath tane Whose like they haue no hope to finde againe His kindred all are fill'd with sad laments His friends are fraught with woe and discontents His friends say I alas he had no foes And therefore all are partners in these woes I in particular am now depriu'd Of him who formerly when he suruiu'd Did cause King Iames of his especiall grace On me desertlesse to bestow a place Which makes me in these poore sad lines expresse My loue my duty and my thankefulnesse Thus as the waues each other hath in chase So is our life in this our mortall race Through many changes from natiuity We gaine our manhood or maturitie And this deare Lord before his Winters age At mid-time was abridg'd his Pilgrimage Yet to the world it very plaine appeares His age was more in goodnesse then in yeeres Thus euery one may for his losse complaine All losers onely Heau'n and he did gaine His mortall race hee heere so well did runne That good report and loue his life hath wonne The glorious hoast of Heau'n hath gain'd a spirit Through his firme faith in his Redeemers merit And he an earthly Earledome hath forgone For true content and an immortall Throne He liu'd the life of Grace whilst he was heere And therefore hath the life of Glory there He through th' assistance of his Makers might Hath fought a good a valiant Christian fight And now inshrin'd in euerlasting blisse He from his house of Clay aduanced is His course he ranne so in this vale of strife That he hath wonne and weares a Crowne of life Of true eternall happinesse possest Whilst we with cares and sorrowes are opprest FINIS IOHN RAMSEYE Anagramma HONER'S I AYME MY HONER'S AYE TO VERTVE and to HONOVR once in Rome Two stately Temples there erected was Where none might vnto Honours Temple come But first through VERTVES Temple they must passe Which was an Emblem and a Document That men by vertue must true honour winne And that that HONOVR shall be permanent Which onely did from Vertue first beginne Thus was this Noble Lords high Honour wonne Through Vertue and by Vertue it increas'd And though his mortall Pilgrimage be done Yet shall his Honour neuer bee deceast And as for him his Anagrams doe say HONER'S I AYME Therefore MY HONER'S AYE THE WATER-CORMORANT DEDICATED TO GENTLEMEN AND THOSE THAT ARE GENTLE Which nay scene fearce or Printers â—â—â— worke when a â—â—â—â—â—â— into the Proffe yet Cormorant oppresse and therefore worthy to the prest but mu Cormorant hath neither â—â—â— his â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— â—â— smooth the fai of the â—â—â— wor stoped his mouth to â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— tuous I have thought good to sympathze â—â—â— and I haue done my best to handle it in a fatable â—â—â—â— The Cormorant is nost castly unduced to assâ—â—â—â— nor I to stattery J. s best serunce is harsh and vnsectable so is my style His biting is sharpe and percing so is my phrase His throâ—â—â— wide and spacious my subiect is spaâ—â—ous His
color is blacke Id sooner deeds of â—â—â—knesse Hee grabs and spuddles for his prey in muddy holes and obscure cauernes my Muse ferrus hase debaushed wretches in their swmsh dens Hee like the Crocodile moues the vpper chap thus Treatise condemnes that beasts dissmulaâ—â— Hee s swallowes downe his meate without taste this booke distastes such as sinne without touch of conscience The ods is my Cormorants appetite is limited but must of theres is vnsatable I ayme not at such mens â—â—â— as may fall by msirmty for that were the Esops crab to offer to teach others to goe right going crooked my selfe Detraction is priuate wounding of means name and flattery and a deâ—ourer of men aloue If I can sayle betwixt these two and not be spht I shall arriue at my desired part In my passage I shall have Polipheme casting rockes to sincke me Criticks misconstrung my words like spiders sucking poyson out of wholsome flowers But from these Antipodes to goodnesse by their Aâ—â—â—besis to â—â—â—â— I appeale to my conference which it a witnesse to me that can neither accese or condomme me Fayme at none but such as deâ—uoure others and set make thirst to keepe themselues out of thereach of Law I name none personally and therefore with the faults to amend with silence rather thereby rubbing off a spot to make a hole in the whole cloth for I leaue gleanings enough to make a second part if need require Such stomackes as cannot dâ—â—gest this doth â—â— me rather de to them a Choake-peare them a Gudgeon There is no degree of man or woman whatsoeuer from the Court to the Cottage or from the Pallace to the Plough but many make good ese of this Poem either for merry recreation or vtees defamation and in a word if it please the â—â—â—â—â— or be any way profitable for the confirming of the good or reforming the bad I have then my full recompence with the effect of my intentous and wishes IOHN TAYLOR THE VVATER-CORMORANT HIS COMPLAINT Against a Brood of Land-CORMORANTS Diuided into fourteene Satyres 1 A Iesuite 2 A Separatist 3 A Trust-breaker 4 A Drunkard 5 A prodigall Gallant 6 An Extortioner and Broker 7 A Basket-Iustice 8 A Cut purse 9 A good and bad Constable 10 A Serieant and Iaylor 11 A Patron and his Clarke 12 A Countrey Yeoman 13 A Figure-Stinger 14 A Lawyer and Vndershriue My Cormorant against these doth inuey And proues himselfe much better farre then they A Iesuite THE ARGVMENT King-killing Monsters out of Heauens mouth spew'd Caters and Butchers vnto Rome and Flell The bane of Youth and Age in blood imbrow'd Perditions gulph where all foule Treasons dwell Lands liues and Soules vnder the sauing stile Of IESVS they deuoure confound beguile IN setting downe this Sect of blood compact Me thinkes I see a tragick Sceane in act The Stage all hang'd with the sad death of Kings From whose bewailing storie sorrow springs The Actors dipt in crueltre and blood Yet make bad deeds passe in the name of good And kindling new Commotions they conspire With their hot Zeale to set whole Realmes on fire As 't was apparent when they did combine Against vs in their fatall Powder-Mine All Hell for that blacke Treason was plow'd vp And mischiefe dranke deepe of damnations cup The whole vast Ocean sea no harbour grants To such deuouring greedy Cormorants In the wide gulph of their abhorr'd designes Are thoughts that find no roome in honest mindes And now I speake of Rome euen in her Sea The Iesiutes the dang'rous whirle-pooles be Religions are made Waues that rise and fall Before the wind or breath Poutisicall The Pope sends stormes forth seuers or combines According to his mood it raines or shines And who is ready to put all his will In execution but the Iesuite still Nor hath his Cormorant long tane degree For Esacus more ancient is then hee Yeares thousands since Troyes sonne he was created And from a man but to a Bird translated Whereas the Iesuite deriues descent But from Ignatius Loyala that went For a maim'd Spanish souldier but herein The difference rises which hath euer bin From Man to Bird one 's changed shape began The other to a Diuell from a Man Yet here in these wide maw'd Esacians May Well agree with these Ignatians First black 's the colour of the groâ—dy Fowle And black 's the Iesuites habite like his soule The bird is leane though oft he bee full craw'd The Iesuit's hatchet fac'd and wattle jaw'd The Cormorant as nature best be fits Still without chewing doth deucure whole bits So Iesuits swallow many a Lordly liuing All at a gulp without grace or thankes-giuing The birds throat gaping without intermission Resembles their most cruell Inquisition From neither is Nonest redemptio For what into the Corm'rants throat doth goe Or Iesuits Barrathrum doth once retaine It ne're returnes fit for good vse againe Eightie yeares since hee stole the Epithite From IESVS to bee call'd a Iesuite But I could find him out a style more right From Iudas to bee nam'd Iscariâ—â—â—e Though Paul the third their title did approue Yet he confirm'd their number that aboue Three score they should not be and yet we see How much increased now the vipers be Tâ—at many a thousand Christian lyes and grones Vnder the slau'ry of these diuelish drones And he that knowes but truly what they are Will iudge a Cormorant'â— their better farre A Separatist THE ARGVMENT Here earth and hell haue made a false commixion Of painted Zeale and holinesse and loue Of Faith of Hope of Charity in fiction In smoake and shadowes as the fruits doe proue Hypocrisie which long prayers dorb repeate Dâ—oureth Widowes and poore Orphans cheate NOw enters next to play his Oylie part A Saiue in tongue but a rough diuell in heart â—â—â— that so smoothly swallowes his prey downe Without wrath shewne or any seeming frowne You 'd thinke him when he does 't in a Psalme Or at his prayers hee'sfo milde and calme No noyse no trouble to his conscionce cryes For he deuoures his prey with heau'd vp eyes Stands most demurely swallowing downe his bit And lickes his lips with long grace after it This Bell-wether sit reu'rence leades the slocke After his sence grafted in errours stocke This reu'rend Barrabas a Button-maker Himselfe with trusty Demas his partaker â—leets with their Brethren Chore Abiram Dathan And tear me our Church the Synagogue of Sathan Wise Balaanz Nabal Esan Ismael Tertullus Theudas and Aoâ—itophed Phygeâ—â—us Himereus and Philetus A crew of turne-coates that desire to cheat vs These fellowes with their ample folio graces With mumping chaps and counterfeited faces Though they like shotten herrings are to see Yet such tall Souldiers of their teeth they be That two of them like greedie Cormorants Dâ—â—oures more then fixe honest Protestants When priuately a sister and a brother Doe meet there 's dainty doings with each other There 's no dulay they ne're stand shall I shall I Hermogenes
was â—â—â—â— a toy To jumpe in plaine â—â—â—â—â—â— thir â—◠〈…〉 â—â—â— Then was accâ—â—â—â—◠〈…〉 â—â—â— The â—â—rauaâ—ler reply'd that he â—â—â—â—â—â—â— The King of Pigmies and the Fair Queene And beene where triple headed 〈…〉 Did guard the sulpheus â—â—â—â—â— â—â—â—â—â—â— The Poet he had beeneâ—â— Hâ—â—â—â—â—â— And rak'd from embers â—â—â—â—â—â—â—on Old Saturnes downâ—â—all and â—â—â—â— royall rising With thousand fictions of his wits dâ—â—â—sing And for the Paâ—nter scornes to come behinde He paints a flying Horse a Golden Hinde A Sagitary and a grim wild man A two neckt Eagle and a coleâ— blacke Swan Now reader tell me which of those toure Lyers Doth best deserue the whetstone for their hyers Epigram 36. THough Death doe Vâ—uâ—ers of life depriue Yet their extortions euer shall suruiaâ—e Epigram 37. MIraculous Monsters in the British clime Monsters of Nature sprungs from putred slime S 〈…〉 that pull'd the Gaâ—es of â—â—â—â— downe Nor Libian Hercules whose â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—rowne Would mâ—zâ— strong Gyants tâ—â—â— the Lyons rage Were not so strong as Gallants of this age Why you shall see on vpâ—â—râ—â—â—â—kâ—â—â— aâ—nd lacke Will beare fiue hundred Akers on his backe And walke as stourly as if it were no load And beare it to each place of his aboad Men of such strength I iudge it necesiary That none but such should Porters burdens â—arry Epigram 38. FOr Gods loue tell what gallant Gullis that With the great Featâ—er and the Beauer Hatâ— O now I know his name is Mounsieur Shâ—se Great Cozenâ— german to Sir Cutbâ—rt â—heâ—â— All his reuenewes still he beates about him Whore-house nor ordinary neuer are without him False Dice sharp Knife and nimble nimming fingers Are his sworâ—e subiects and his tribute bring â—â—â— Thus dath hâ—swagger sharke steale filâ—â— quarrell Vntill the Hangmans Wardrop hangs his parrell Epigram 29. A Famous House in poasting hast is built â—â—â— Porch with Pillars all beguilt Braue lâ—â—rie Chimnies pitty to defile them Pray make no fire for the smoake will soyle them Epigram 40. A Worthy Knight there is of ancient fame Ans sweet Sir Reuerence men do call his name By whose industrious policie and wit There 's many things well tane were else vnfit If to a foule discourse thou hast prerence Before thy foule word name Sir Reuerence Thy beastly tale most pleasantly will slip And gaine thee praise when thou deteru'st the whip There 's nothing vile that can be done or spoke But must be couered with Sir Reuerence Cloake His ancient pedigree who euer leekes Shall finde he 's sprung from 'mongst the gallant Greekes Was Aiax Squire great Champton to God Mars Pray God Sir Reuerence blesse your Worships Epigram 41. HVnting is all this Gentlemans delight Yet out of Towne his worship neuer rides He hunts inuisible and out of sight For in the Citie still his Game abides He hunts no Lyon Tygre nor the Bore Not Back nor Stag nor Hart nor Hâ—â—de nor Hound But all his sport 's in hunting of a Whore And in the chase no trauaâ—le he will spare He hath one Dog for hunting of the Cunny Worth a wholekénell of your flip mouth'd hounds He will not part with him for any money But yet the Curre will course beyond his bounds But I aduise him to respect his lot Least too much heating make him pockie hot Epigram 42. FAlling a sleepe and sleeping in a dreame Down by the dale that flows with milk cream I saw a Rat vpon an Essex cheese Dismounted by a Cambrain clad in Freeze To bid his worship eate I had no need For like a Serieant he began to feed Epigram 43. A French and English man at Dinner sate And neither vnderstanding others prate The Frenchman sayes mange proface Mousieur The Englishman begins to storme and sweare By all the Diuels and the Diuels dams He was not mangie but i th wrists and haâ—s Epigram 44. A Dead dead bargaine is a quicke quicke wife A quicke wife lyes ore long vpon ones handsâ—â— But for a dead wife that hath lost her life A man may sooner vtter then his Lands This Riddle greatly doth amaze my head That dead things should be quicke and quicke thin â—â—â—â— Loe then I le make an outcrie woundrous strange If death doe any wife of life depriue I giue her Husband coyne to boot and change And for his dead wife one that is aliuâ— Besides I le pay the buriall and the Feast And take my wife a gaine when she 's deceast Epigram 45. MOmus sits mumming like an Anticke elfe Hates others good nor doth no good himselfe Epigram 46. REader is any thing this Booke thee cost Thou need'st not deeme thy câ—â— and labor lostâ— 'T will serue theâ— well Tobacco for to drie Or when thou talkst with mother Anthonie 'T will serue for Muckenders for want of better So farewell Reader I remaine thy debter Satyre THou that hast euer beene a rouing Thiefe A diuing Cuâ—purse or a periur'd â—â— laue And in all villanie hast bâ—â—ne the eniâ—â—â— And with a brazen brow canst â—â—â—â—â— braue That steal'st thy Pedegree from ancient houses And iet'st in broaking Sattin euery day That tak'st delight in stabbing and Carowses Not caring how thou lerst thy loose life shay Thou that hast beene a Traytor to thy Pâ—â—â—â— A great Arch villaine to thy Natiue foyle And wouldst by treacherie exile from thence The blested peace hath bene procur'd with toyle Thou that hast beene a Machimlian For damned sâ—â—ighâ—s cone its and policie Thou that hast been an Antichristian Or Schismaticke with blinded Heresie If any of these vile iniq â—ities Haue beene the Axiomâ— of thy passed life Then view the Roles of old antiquities And see goods got with falshood lost with strife There shall you see how Iustice euermore Hath poyz'd the Ballance and vpheld the Sword How Grauity inspit'd with Wisedomes lore Hath Vertue honour'd and foule vice abhorr'd How Treason hath beene seuer'd lim from lim How Theft and Murther there haue pay'd their hire How those that earst in wordly Pompe did swim Hoâ—â—â—yld their fortunes in disgraces mire How Persurie hath forfeited his câ—ros How Cheating's mounted on the Pillorie How gracelesse Impudents that nothing feares Doe end their dayes in loathed miserie How Vâ—urie is plagaed with the Goat How Auarice complaineth of the Stone How gailtie Consciences are still in doubt How Eâ—uie gnawes on honour to the bone How Lercherie is laden with the Poxe How Prodigalitle doth end with woe How Pandarisme is headed like an Oxe Because the Destinies appoint it so How Drunkennesse is with the Dropsie fraught And made his visage like a fiery Comet Who being full must haue the tother draught Till like a Swine he wallow in his vomit How dam'd Hypocrisie and painted zeale And outward shew of painted Holinesse Doth like a Canker eate the publike weale All scornefull pride yet seemes all lowlinesse To thee that read'st this therefore be it knowne If any of these vices are immur'd Within thy heart not to the world yet showne If by
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
Nations vnwholsome and vntemperate Ayres and Climates Sea or Land Monsters or what perils may be named or thought vpon hath euer daunted or hindred our Merchants and Marmers prosecute and accomplish their continuall laudable and profitable vndertakings Amongst whom our Noble Worshipfull and worthy East-India Merchants and Aduenturers may in these later times be held us superlatiue to those of former Ages their mestâ—n able charge their mighty force their valuable returnes and their aduenturous hazards rightly considered All which being no part of my purpose to treat of I referre the Reader onely to the description of two famous Sea-fights performed betwixt the English and the Portugaâ—s which though the newes of it could not be brought hither so soone as if it had beene done vpon the Coast of Zealand or Flandets yet as soone as wind and weather could bring it I had it and with what time I could well spare I haue written is assuring my selfe of what I dare assure my Reader which is that all is true In which regard I thought it vnfit to let it lie buried in obliuion or the hatefull and ingratefull graue of forgetfulnesse In it is valour described and manifested in the liues and deaths of many of our English and extreame crueltie and inhumanitie in the Enemie But to the matter A BRAVE SEA-FIGHT in the Gulph of PERSIA 4. English Ships 1 The Royall Iames Admirall 2 The Ionas Vice-Admirall 3 The Starre Reare-Admirall 4 The Eagle fourth Ship Iohn Weddell chiefe Commander of the English Fleet. 4. Dutch Ships 1 The South Holland Admirall 2 The Bâ—â—taâ— Vice-Admirall 3 The Mâ—â—ud of Dort Reare-Admirall 4 The Wâ—aâ—â—â—pe fourth Ship Albert Bickeâ— chiefe Commander of the Dutch Fleet. THe 30. of Ianuary 1624. being Friday the English and Dutch Ships being in the Road of Gombroone there arriued a small Frigot belonging to a place neere Chowle which is in warre with the Portugals shee came in betweene the Maine and Ormus to whom the General of the English Capt. Iohn Weddell â—â—ent M r. Andrew Evans in a little Boat called a Gellywat to know from whence he came and whether hee could giue vs any intelligence of the Portugall Armado his answer was that hee came from a place some 8. or 10. Leagues to the Southwards of Chowle laden with Pepper and other Merchandize and withall hee said that on the Saturday before being the 24. of Ianuary hee was off the Cape called Cape Gordell naâ—fe way betwixt the Coast of Indâ—â—â— and Cape Iaques where to Steward off 〈…〉 â—aw 8. great Gallions and certaine Frigots which Frigots gaue him chase but hee kept himselfe so neere the shore that they could not fetch him vp and this was the first information oâ— the neere approach of the â—nemie The 31. of Ianuary in the morning the English and Dutch fleet heard three peeces of Ordnance goe off from â—â—â—â—â— Castle a strong hold and in warre with the Portugals the Captaine of the said Castle hauing before promised the Generall Captaine Weddell thaâ—â—f he descryed any crosse Sailes or Ships in sight of the Castle that then he would discharge those Peâ—ces as a warning vnto him which accordingly he did Wherupon a man was sent vp to the top-mast head in the English Admirall to looke abroad who being vp presently cryed a saife 2 3 4 5 6 7 8. with many Frigots in their company then the Generall commanded the Gunner to shoot off a peece of Ordnance to giue warning to all the flect to put themselues in readinesse for the entertainment of the Enemie putting also the bloudy Colours out as likewise the Dutch Admirall did the like with all speed getting their men boats from the shore weighing their Anchors of all hands and getting vnder â—â—le with all possible celerity with courage and resolution they stood towards the Enemy whose drift was to haue taken the English and Dutch at Anchor vnprepared but their expectations were frustrate Towards 8. of the clocke at night it fell calme so that our ships came to an Anchor when the Commander of the Dutch fleet named Albertâ— Becker sent his Mâ—ster of his ship accompanied with some other Merchants and Masters aboord the Royall Iames informing Captaine Weddell that their Commander had sent them to see now he did and what hee thought the Ships and Frigots to be that they had descryed The Commander Weddell answered that they could bee no other than the Portugall Armado which had bin two yeeres preparing to meet with the English and Dutch and that now they were come in search of them from Goa vnto this place hoping first to conquer both our and their Nation and afterwards to fall to worke vpon Ormus Kishme and Gombroone to destroy our setled trade and to extirpe and â—oot vs out with all hostility and dishonour Then the Dutch demanded Captaine Weddels resolution concerning so common and open an Enemy he told them that his resolution was for the glory of God the honour of his Nation the profit of worthy Imployers and the safeguard of liues ships and goods he would fight it out as long as a man was liuing in his ship to weare a Sword and that he doubted not but the other three ships vnder his command were all of the same mind and courage to whom the Dutchmen answered that they were of the like resolution and would sticke as close to the English as their shirts to their backs and so in friendly manner each tooke leaue of other for that night The 1. of February being Sunday the Dutch Admirall weighed anchor an houre before day-light and the English presently after him but the Dutch got the start of vs all though we made all the Saile we could at last the English came vp to him with their whole fleet but he discharged the first shot at the Portugall Admirall who presently answered him with three for one The friends and foes being in Musket shot of each other it fell calme whereby our ships would not worke but as the tide did set them that when the Portugals were Boord and Boord they had a great aduantage of vs with their Frigots that rowed theÌ„ cleare one off another often which helpe we wanted thus we lay some 4. or 5. houres pelting and beating one another with our Ordnance the whilst the Frigots plyed vs with small shot as fast as they could the Royall Iames being forced to keep the Barge at head to pull the Ships head to fro but towards the afternoone there arose a fine gale but the Enemy had the wind of vs wherevpon the Admirall and Vice-Admirall of the Portugals bore vp roome vpon vs making account to â—ay the Royall Iames aboord the one on the Starboord the other on the Laâ—boord side which Captaine Weddell perceiuing scarce being able to shun it he called to the Master and told him the purpose of the Enemy to auoyd which danger he commanded the Master to beare a little lasking to separate them further
rest being 26. persons were 〈…〉 ely â—â—headed Those that were blowne vp in the Ship droue a shore and were burled at Gombroone beâ—â—â—â— in number 42. there were also nine men a â—â—â— about the Companies â—â—â—â—â—â—â— and one that Rusrero sent with a Letter makes 10. whom God grant neuer worse fortune Thus was this good ship and men vnfortunatly and lamentably lost yet as much courage and manly resolution as possibly could bee was performed by the English not can it bee imagined how more industry or â—uer valour could haue beene shewed on the other side the cruell and bloud-thirsty enemy gained nothing but knocks losse of liues and limbes hauing his Frigots suncke and torne in peeces his maine purchase being dishonour and infamy for after all our men had sought so long and so manfully being besieged round with death as the Sea to swallow them the fire to consume them or the Portugals swords to cut their throats not being possible to escape one of these wayes of emenent canger that then in that extremity 27. men escaping into the Sea were all aliue taken vp by the Enemy whom had he then kild in he â—â—e of bloud when warre rage death and sury were vp it had beene then but the effect and fortune oâ— warre but to giue them harbour all night and the next day in cold bloud to cause them to be beheaded it was one of the ignoblest inhumaine and barburous parts of murther that could be committed But Rusrero being a Portugall or Spantard could doe no other or the honour of his Countrey but shew his bloudy nature especially to our Nation a Barbarian a Turke or a Iew should haue found more kindâ—â—â—â— for indeed they all are of one disposition And I am sure no Record or Chronicle can shew no Histoâ—y can report no tradition can declare nor any memory can reâ—â—â— that euer an Englishmen or almost other Nation except the Spaniard did murther so many defirmed naked men hauing had them all a whole night in their custody A farewell and hearty well-wishing to the noble attempts of our English Sea and Land forcas with their Allies and Consederates YOu sons of Mars that furrow Neptunes brow And o're the dang'rous Deep vndanted plow You who esteeme your Countries honor more Than life or pelse which Peasants doe adore Your noble Ancestours whose memories Are borne by Fame as farre as Tâ—â— Rise And vniuersally diuulg'd from thence The Circle of the worlds circumference Let their example be a spurre to you That you their worthy vertues may pursue They were but men and you are each so much They were victorious may you each be such They had good courage guided with good skill Which skill and Courage Fortune Grace and Will I doe implore th' Almighty to bestow On you in generall All both high and low Time doth record our Britaines matchlesse force By Sea and Land with valiant foot or horse Hath made France tremble and proud to quake And great Ierusalems foundation shake And as true valour did inspire their brests So Victory and Conquest crown'd their Crests O may your good intendments fall out â—ight The God of Battels still your Battels sight That as your Fathers were so you maybe Rare Patternes vnto your posteritre That all our Foes with terrour now may know They haue beene beaten and they must be so True Honour Fame and Victory attend you And high â—â—â— in your cause defend you That Immortality your fames may Crowne And GOD may haue the Glorie and Renowne IOHN TAYLOR FINIS TAYLORS PASTORALL BEING BOTH HISTORICALL AND SATYRICALL OR The noble Antiquitie of Shepheards with the profitable vse of Sheepe With a small touch of a scabbed Sheepe and a Câ—ueat against that Infection DEDICATED TO THE RIGHT WORSHIP FVLL I Vdicious and truly Generous my well approued good friend Mr. THOMAS DOVE Archdeacon of Northampton the accomplishment of his worthy desires Temporall and Eternall RIGHT WOR SIR BOokes without Patrons are like Babes without Parents for except the one be pleasing and plausible to humour the various dispositions of men and the other left with warme portions or legacies in the tuition of faithfull Executors or Guardians both Bookes and Babes are happie if they die in their birth that the first minute of their miserie may bee the first moment of their felicities these Considerations haue humbly emboldened me to lay this poore Infant of my laborious Braine at the doore or gate of your patronage and protection not doubting but your innated charity good disposition and vnfaigned affectation of all laudable endeauours will giue it both free and hospitable entertainment The function I treate of being venerable and honourable as of Shepheards the profit commendable lawfull necessarie ample and vniversall as of Sheepe The writing or methood of it historicall mysticall tropicall typicall literall and Satyricall which hath encouraged mee to dedicate my poore Shepheardly inuention and their harmelesse flockes to your Worships good acceptance whose reuerend function is truely Pastorall acknowledging that my many imperfections in writing and vnworthines in handling so worthy a subiect hath made me doubtfull to vse the protection of your Name yet on the other side considering your good inclination and mine owne humble innocencie both my selfe and my best indeauours I here consecrate to be employed euer in your Worships seruice Hee whose meaning writing and speaking are one IOHN TAYLOR All those that will not reade this plaine Epistle Lay downe the Booke on Gods name and goe whistle HOnest mens Sonnes if I giue you a wrong name I aske your Fathers pardon although euery one that eates Mutton may truely bee suspected for sheepe-biter yet I hope my Sheepe shall finde no such dogged dealing amongst you There are indeed three sorts of Creatures two of which are so much repugnant to a Sheepe that I thinke there will neuer be an union betwixt them which are a wolfe and a Dog the third is a Goate which although they may graze or pasture one with another as Christians and Infidels are wouen together in the linsey woolsey web of the World yet I did neuer know any kind of familiaritie betweene them And be thou in nature a Wolfe a Dog or a Goate that readst this I passe not but I rather pittie thy accursed inclination then stand in any feare of thy Butting or Byting she honest minded Reader shall finde my subiect or Theame both landable and Honourable and those who hold the name of Shepheard in contempt or derision may herre find truly proued that the whole World doth not now containe nor euer will retaine any men who for Goodnesse Honour true Worth Worthinesse and respect that can or dare make comparison with the Shepheards of former Agos And though VIRGIL OVID MANTVAN and many of our learned English and Scottish Poets haue made their inuentions trauell vp the top of the forked Mountaine of Parnassus yet I would haue the Reader know that if they each of them had
obiects to satisfie euery sence is there abundantly so that nature seemed to make that Country her store house or granary for there is nothing wanting except mens gratitude to God for such blessings The first night we lodged there at a pretty towne called Comoda which towne by negligence and occasion of fire had fifty houses burnt two dayes before our comming thither it beeing eleuen Dutch miles from Pragus There we hired a waggon 7 dutch miles to a towne called Slowne from whence we walked on foot along 16. English miles to Prague which long looked for Citty wee could not see vntill we came within an houres trauell of it within halfe a dutch mile is a fearefull place being frequented with inhumaine and barbarous murderrers that assault trauellers first shooting and murdring them after searching their pockets where if they haue mony or not all is one it is but so many slaine for these villains haue a wood and a deepe valley to shelter themselues in that they are hardly taken afterwards but if they chance at any time to be but apprehended they are racked tortured to make them confesse afterwards their executions are very terrible But I thanke God we past that place many other as dangerous as that where some were robbed murdered as report told vs both before vs behind vs and on each side and we saw in our iourny aboue score Gallowses and wheeles where theeues were hanged some fresh and some halfe rotten the carkases of murtherers broken limb after limb on the wheeles and yet it was our happines only to see the dead villaines escape the liuing I came into Prague on Thursday the 7. of September whither if I had come but the Friday before I had seene a most fearfull execution of a notorious offenders the manner how with their faults as it was truely related to me by English Gent. that saw it I think it not much impertinent to relate The one of them being taken apprehended and racked for ripping vp a liue woman with child for taking the infant out of her body did sow a liuing puppy into her belly all w ch he confessed he did to make properties for witch craft and being further tortured he confessed when and where he had commited 35. murthers more the other in respect of him was but a petty offender for he in all his lifetime had murthered but 14. For the which execrable facts their deserued executions were as followeth First they were brought out of the Iayle naked from the girdle vpward and so being bound fast on high in a Cart that the spectators might see them then the Hangman hauing a pan of coales neere him with red hot pincers nip'd off the nipple of one breast then he tooke a knife and giues him a flash or cut downe the backe on one side from the shoulder to the wast and presently gaue him such another flash three inches from the first then on the top he cut the flashes into one and presently taking pincers tooke hold of the crosse cut tore him downe like a Girse below the middle letting it hang downe behind him like a belt after which he tooke his burning pincers pluck'd of the tops of his fingers of one hand then passing to another place of the Towne his other nipple was plucked off the other side of his backe so cut and mangled which they call by the name of rimming if it had beene riming I would neuer haue written but in prose his other fingers nip'd off then passing further all his toes were nip'd off with the burning pincers after which he was enforced to come out of the Cart and goe on foote vp a steepehill to the Gallowes where he was broken with a wheale aliue one bone after another beginning at his legs and ending with his necke and last of all quartered and layd on the wheele on a high post till Crowes Rauens or consuming time consume him This was the manner of both their executions but I speake of the greatest murtherer particularly because it is reported that all these torments neuer made him once to change countenance or to make any signe or action of griefe to call to God for mercy or to intreat the people to pray for him but as if be had beene a sencelesse stocke or stone hee did most scornafully and as it were in disdaine abide it whilst the other villaine did cry rore and make lamentation calling vpon God often the difference was not much in their liues and manner of their deaths but I am perswaded the odds was great in their dying The Citty of Prague is almost circular or round being diuided in the middle by the Riuer of Moldoue ouer which is a faire stone Bridge of 600. paces ouer and at each and a strong gate of stone there is said to be in it of Churches Chappels 150 for there are great numbers of Catholiques who haue many Chappels dedicated to sundry S t s and I was there at 4 senerall sorts of diuine exercises viz. at good Sermons with the Protestants at Masse with the Papists at a Lutherans preaching at the Iewes Synagog 3 of which I saw heard for curiosity the other for edification The Iewes in Prague are in such great numbers that they are thought to be of men women and children betwixt 50. or 60000. who doe all liue by brocage and vsury vpon the Christians and are very rich in mony and Iewels so that a man may see 10. or 12 together of them that are accounted worth 20.30 or 40000 l.a piece and yet the slaues goe so miserably attired that 15. of them are not worth the hanging for their whole ward-ropes The Castle where the King and Queene doe keepe their Court is magnificent and sumpruous in building strongly scituated and fortified â—â—â— by nature and art being founded on a high â—â—â— so that at pleasure it keepes the towne in command and it is much mere spacious in â—â—â—â—â— for receipt in Gardens Orchards then the Towre of London I was in it dayly the space of 20 dayes and saw it royally graced with the presence of a gracious King Queene who were honorably attended by a gallant Courtly traine of Lords and Ladies and Gentles of the High Dutch and Bohemians where was free bounâ—â—â—â—â— entertainment to strangers in aboundance I must euer humbly and thankfully acknowledge the Queenes Maiesties goodnesse towards me whole vndeserued fauours were helpfull vnto me both there and in my tedious iourny homeward Moreouer there I saw had in mine armes the King and Queenes youngest Son Prince Robert who was borne there on the 16 of December last a goodly child as euer I saw of that age whom with the rest I pray God to blesse to his glory and his Parents joy and comfort There for a token I did thinke it meet To take the shooes from off this Prince his feet I doe not say I stole but
yeares till you are gone And being gone you 'l wealth and honour win Whilst ryot here at home addes sin to sin You God assisting may doe mighty things Make Kings of Captiues and of Captiues Kings Riches and loue those that suruiue shall gaine And Fame and Heauen the Portion of the slaine The wounds and scars more beautifull will make Those that doe weare them for true honours sake Since God then in his loue did preordaine That you should be his Champions to maintaine His quarrell and his causeâ— a fig for foes God being with you how can man oppose Some may obiect Your enemies are store If so your fame and victori'es the more Men doe win honour when they cope with men The Eagle will not tryumph o're a Wren The Lyon with the Mouse will not contend Nor men 'Gainst boyes and women wars will bend But clouds of dust and smoake and bloud and sweat Are the maine meanes that will true honour get Thus to Fames altitude must men aspire By noble actions won through sword and fire By trumpets Clangor drums guns flute of fife For as there is an end to euery life And man well knowes that one day he must end it Let him keep 't well defend and brauely spend it O griefe to see how many stout men lye Halfe rotten in their beds before they dye Some by soule surfets some by odious whoring In misery lye stinking and deploring And e're a lingring death their sad life ends They are most tedious loathsome to their friends Wasting in Physicke which addes woe to griefe That which should yeeld their families reliefe At last when wished death their cares doe cure Their names like to their bodies lye obscure Whereas the Souldier with a Christian brest Wars for his Soueraigues peace and Countries rest He to his Makers will his will inclines And ne're gainst Heauen impatiently repines He to his Sauiour sayes that thou art mine And being thou redeem'st me I am thine That if I liue or dye or dye or liue Blest be thy name whether thou take or giue This resolution pierces heauens high roofe And armes a Souldier more then Cannon proofe Suppose his life ends by some noble wounds His Soule to Heauen from whence it came rebâ—unds Suppose blowne vp with powder vp he flyes Fire his impurity repurifies Suppose a shot pierce through his breast or head He nobly liu'd and nobly he is dead He lyes not bedred stinking nor doth raue Blaspheming against him that should him saue Nor he in Physicke doth consume and spend That which himselfe and others should defend He doth not languish drawing loathsome breath But dyes before his friends doe wish his death And though his earthly part to earth doth passe His fame outweares a Monument of brasse Most worthy Country-men couragious hearts Now is the time now act braue manly parts Remember you are Sonnes vnto such Sires Whose sacred memories the world admires Make your names fearefull to your foes againe Like Talbot to the French or Drake to Spaine Thinke on braue valiant Essex and Mountiâ—y And Sidney that did Englands foes destroy With noble Norris Williams and the Veeres The Grayes the Willing â—biâ—s all peerelesse Peeres And when you thinke what glory they haue won Some worthy actions by you will be done 34. Battels fought in France by Englishmen since the Conquest Henry the sixth Remember Poiâ—tiers Cressy Agincourt With Bullein Turwin Turnyes warlike sport And more our honours higher to aduance Our King of England was crown'd King of France In Paris thus all France we did prouoake T' obey and serue vnder the English yoake In Ireland 18. bloudy fields we fought And that fierce Nation to subiection brought Besides Tyroues rebellion which foule strife Cost England many a pound lost many a life And before we were Scotlands or it ours How often haue we with opposed powers In most vnneighboutly vnfriendly manners With hostile armes displaying bloudy banners With various victories on eyther side Now vp now downe our fortunes haue beene tride What one fight wins the other loosing yeelds In more then sixescore bloudie foughten fields But since that we and they and they and we More neere then brethren now conioyned be Those scattering powers we each gainst other lead Being one knit body to one royall head Then let this Iland East West South and North Ioyntly in these braue warres emblaze out worth And as there was a strife that once befell Twixt men of Iuda and of Israel Contending which should loue King Dauid best And who in him had greatest interest Long may contention onely then be thus Twixt vsand Scotland and twixt them and vs Stil friendly striuing which of vs can be Most true and loyall to his Maiesty This is a strife will please the God of peace And this contending will our loues encrease You hardy Scots remember royall Bruce And what stout Wallace valour did produce The glorious name of Stewards Hamiltons The Erâ—â—kine Mâ—rayes ndâ— he Leuingstons The noble Ramseyes and th' illustrious Hayes The valiant Dowglasses the Grimes and Grayes Great Sir Iames Dowglas a most valiant Knight Lead seauenty battels with victorious fight Not by Lieutenants or by deputation But he in person wan his reputation The Turkes and Sarazens he ouercame Where ending life he purchast end lesse fame And his true noble worth is well deriu'd To worthies of that name that since suruiu'd The praise of Sir Iames Dowglas in the Raigne of King Robert Bruce 1330. In 13. maine battel she ouercame Gods enemies and as last was slaine Then since both Nations did and doe abound With men approu'd and through all lands renown'd Through Europs and through Asia further farre Then is our blest Redeemers Sepulchre Through all the Coasts of tawny Affrica And through the bounds of rich America And as the world our worths acknowledge must Let not our valour sleeping lye and rust â—â— to immortalize our Britaines name Let it from imbers burst into a flame We haue that Land and shape our Elders had Their courages were good can ours be bad Their deeds did manifest their worthy mindes Then how can we degenerate from kindes â—â— former times we were so giuen to warre Witnesse the broyles 'twixt Yorke and Lancaster Hauing no place to sorreigne Foes to goe Amongst our selues we made our selues a Foe Fall threescore yeares with fierce vnkind alarmes Were practis'd fierce vnciuill ciuill armes Whilst fourescore Peeres of the bloud royall dyde With hundred thousands Comâ—oners beside Thus Englishmen to wars did beare good will They would be doing although doing ill And Scotlands Hystorie auoucheth cleare Of many ciuill warres and turmoyles there Rebellion discord rapine and foule spoyle Hath pierc'd the bowels of their Natiue soyle Themselues against themselues Peeres against Peers And kin with kin together by the cares The friend gainst friend each other hath withstood Vnfriendly friends weltering in their bloud Thus we with them and they with vs contending And we our selues
of good men and the reprobate In many places they doe seeme to vary And beare a sence from Scripture quite contrary In Tobis and Dame Indith disagrees From Text and Raâ—es in the Machabâ—es For which the Church hath euer held it fit To place them by themselues from holy writ FINIS SALVATOR MVNDI DEDICATED TO THE HIGH MAIESTIE OF QVEENE MARY GReat Queene I haue with paines and labour tooke From out the greatest Booke this little Booke And with great Reuerence I haue cull'd from thence All things that are of greatest consequence And though the Volumne and the Worke bee small Yet it containes the summe of all in ALL. To you I giue it with a heart most feruent And rest your humble Subiect and your Seruant IOHN TAYLOR To the Reader HEere Reader then maist read for little cost How thou wast ransoâ—â—'d when thou quite wast lost Mans gracelesuesse and Gods exceeding grace Thou here maist reade and see in little space IOHN TAYLOR Mathew LOe here the blessed Sonne of God and Man New borne who was before all worlds began Of heau'nly seed th' eternall liuing Rocke Of humane race of Kingly Dauids stocke Our blest Redeemer whom the Prophets old In their true preachings had so oft foretold In figures ceremonies types and tropes He here sulfils their words confirmes their hopes The worlds saluations sole and totall summe Poore Mankinds Sauiour IESVS CHRIST is come From married Mary wife and Virgin springs This heauenly earthly supreame King of Kings He 's naked borne and in a manger layd Where he and 's Mother blessed wife and maid Are by the wite men sought and seeking found And hauing found their ioyes doe all abound Where they their loue their zeale their faith vnfold And offer incense myrthe and purest gold False-hearted Herod seeketh to destroy This new borne Infant our eternall ioy But Ioseph by a dreame is warn'd by night T'ward AEgypt with the Babe to take his flight Amongst th' AEgyptians be not longsoiournes But backe to Naz'reth he againe returnes To end the Law the Babe was circumcis'd And then by Iohn in Iordane was baptiz'd When loe the Father from his glorious Throne Sends downe the Holy Ghost vpon his Sonne In likenesse of a pure vnspotted Doue Which did his Birth and Baptis me both approue Now subtill Sathan he attempts and tempts him And fasting to the wildernesse exempts him But Iesus power the soule siends power destroyd Commanding Sathan hence Auoyd Auoyd The fearefull Diuell doth slee Christ goes and preaches And in the Mountaine multitudes he reaches He said Repentance wipes away transgressings And to the godly he pronounced blessings Hee makes the lame to goe the blind to see Deafe heare dumbe speake the leapers cleansed be The diuels from the possessed out he draue The dead are rais'd the poore the Gospell haue Such things he doth as none but God can doe And all 's to bring his flock his fold vnto All that are laden come to me quoth he And I will ease you therefore come to me You of your heauy sinnes I doe acquite My yoake is easie and my burden's light Vpon Mount Taber there our blest Messias Doth shew himselfe with Moses and Elias Yet all these mightie wonders that he wrought Nor all the heauenly teachings that he taught The stiffe neckd stubborne Iewes could not conuert But they ramaine obdurate hard of heart The man quoth some by whom these things are done It is the Carpenters poore Iosephs Sonne Some said how be these things to a passe did bring By power of Belzebub thâ—insernall King Thus with the poyson of their enuious tongues They guerdon good with ill and right with wrongs His owne not knowes him Iudas doth betray him To Annas and to Caiphas they conuey him From Caiphas backe to Annas and from thence Is sent this euerlasting happy Prince Thus is this death this sirâ—â— this Sathan-killer Mongst sinnefull wretches tost from post to Piller He 's slouted spitted on derided stript â— He 's most vnmercifully scourg'd and whipt By Impious people he 's blasphem'd and rail'd And of the Iewes in scorne as King is hail'd He like a Lambe vnto his death it led Nail'd on the Crosse for man his heart bloud shed He after three dayes glorious doth arise He leaues the sinnefull earth and mounts the skyes But first to his Disciples he appeures Where he their drooping halfe dead Spirits cheares Marke Saint Marke declares how blest baptizing Iohn Fore-runner was of Gods eternall Son Which Iohn in Wildernesse baptizes teaches And of contrition and remishon preaches Our Sauiour calls no Pharisees or Scribes Or princely people out of Iudahs Tribes But Simon Andrew Iames and Iohn are those Poore toy ling Fishermen which Iesus chose To shew that with the humblest smallest things God greatest matters to perfection brings By sundry wondrous workes our Sauiour Iesus From sinne and Sathan lab'reth to release vs. And in requitall the Ingratefull Iewes Deuise their blest Redeemer to abuse Some inwardly doe hate him some belye him His Seruants all for sake him or deny him But Peter thou wast bless in â—hy dyniall Orthy presuming thou hast â—â—â— the tryall Repentance wasâ— away thy â—â—nities crimes And thou a parterpâ— to after times The Sonne and Heire of neuer sading Heau'n Into the hands of sinfull meâ—s giuen He dyes he 's buried and in glory rises Triumphing ouer all his foes deuises S. Luke Heere Mary and old Zacharias sings In ioyfull manner to the King of Kings And aged Simeon in his armed did take The Lord of life and doth reioycings make Christ teaches preaches mercy vnto all That by amendment will for mercy call He 's tane and by false witnesses accus'd He 's beaten scoffed scorned and abus'd He 's hang'd vpon the Crosse betwixt two theeues The one doth rails on him and one beleeues He dies he 's buried tising he doth quell And conquer all his soes sin death and hell B. Iohn In the beginning was th' eternall Word The Word with God was and that Word the Lord In the beginning the same Word with God Was and for euer hath with him abead With it were all things made and made was nought Without this Word the which was made or wrought Here Christs Diuinity is told by Iohn The blessed Trinitie one three three one How God had now perform'd the oath he swore To Abram and to Israel long before How Christ should come to ransome Aaaâ—es losse And satisfie Gods Iustice on the crosse Though times and places farre a sunderb Yet Prophets and Euangelists agree In Iesus birth his Doctrine life and death Whereby our dying Soules gaâ— ne liuing breath If all things should be writ which â—rst was done By Iesus Christ Gods euerlasting Sonne From Cratch to Crosse from Cradle to his tombe To hold the Bookes the world would not be roome Acts. Th' Apostles praising God and singing Songs The holy Ghost in fierie clouen tongues Descends vpon them who are all inspir'd With
not be blinde may plainely spy That their insulting proud commanding Priest Is â—bsolute and onely Antichrist H'exalts himselfe ' boue all that 's called God Vpon the Emperours necke he proudly trod Hee is th'abomination void of grace That mounts himselfe into the holy place He makes the Princes of the Earth drinke vp And quaffe the poyson of his cursed Cup. Who being drunken with the drâ—gs of sinne They haue his sworne and forsworne vassals beene Bewitched with his foule Inchanting charmes Gainst one another they haue rose in armes By forreine and domesticke bloudie broyles Whilst he hath fild his his coffers with their spoyles His double dealing too plaine appeares In setting Christian Princes by the eares Whilst he into his anatitious hands Hath feiz'd their persons moueables and lands And as the Christian Kings themselues made weake The Turke into their Kingdomes gan to breake And thus the Turke and Pope joynd with the deuill Haue beene the authors of all Christian euill FINIS THE BOOKE OF MARTYRS The Second Part. DEDICATED TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE PHILLIP EARLE OF MONTGOMERIE c. MY Lord the liues and deaths of Saints and Kings This little Booke vnto your Greatnesse sings Protection and acceptance if you giue It shall as shall Your selfe for ever liue IOHN TAYLOR VVHen the 7 Henry in his graue was laid And the eight Henry Englands Scepter sway'd Romes bloudy persecution raged more In England than in ten Kings raignes before And therefore Reader in this little Booke For euery Martyrs name thou must not looke But men of chiefest note respect and same That dyed in England onely these I name And first the Papists tyranny beganne In murthering Richard Hun a zealous man For being kept in prison by their power They closly hang'd him in the Lollards Tower And then they all in generall decreed Reporting Hun himselfe had done the deed Ann sixteene dayes iust after this was don They burn'd the foresaid corps of Richard Hun. Then to the number of full thirty fiue The surious flames did all of life depriue In seuerall places of this wofull land Because they did the Pope of Rome withstand At which time Thomas Bilney did begin To preach and teach against Antichristian sinne Where in Saint Georges Church in Ipswich Towne The Papists from the Pulpit pluckt him downe And as in dolefull prison he did lie He put his finger in the flames to try He prou'd aud God did giue him strenght to beare His death to liue with his Redeemer deare The next of note was one Iohn Frith a man Of learning great a Martyrs same he wan Then learned Luther and graue Zwinglius With Caluin Beza Occolampadius All glorious gracious reuerend lamps of light Were instruments to cleare blear'd Englands sight In Flanders William Tindall for Gods Word Was Sacrific'd to glorifie the Lord. Iohn Lambert valiantly his death did take And burn'd in Smithfield for his Sauiour sake About this time that Honourable man Lord Cromwels life and timelesse death began Hee like an Earthquake made the Abbies fall The Fryeries the Nunneries and all This famous Noble worthy Essex Earle This Iemme this Iewell this most orient pearle Was for his truth from all he had discarded And with his heads losse all his faith rewarded The next of worthy note by fire that dide Was good Anne Askew who did strong abide Rackes tortures and the cruell raging flame To magnifie her high Creators name Then gan the Kings eyes to be opended quite Inlightened by the euerlasting light He banisht Superstitious idle sables And packt the Papists hence with all their bables Then Bonner Gardner Brethren both in euill Factors and Actors bloudhounds for the Deuill Their burning fame to infamy soone saded They Godlesse gracelesse were disgracst degraded The King thus hauing this good worke begun He dyed and left the Kingdome to his Sonne Then raign'd young Edward that sweet Princely childe By whom all Popery was cleane exilde But he too good to liue mongst wicked men Th' Almighty tooke him hence to Heauen agen No sooner Edward was laid in his Tombe But England was the slaughter-house of Rome Gardner and Bonner were from prison turn'd And whom they pleas'd were eyther sau'd or burn'd Queene Mary imitating Iezabell Aduanc'd againe the Ministers of Hell Then tyranny began to tyrannize Tortures and torments then they did deuise Then Master Rogers with a saith most feruent Was burn'd and dy'd in Smith field Gods true Seruant Next vnto him did Laurence Sanders dye By fire for Iesus sake at Couentry He did embrace and kindly kisse the stake To gaine Heau'ns glory did the world for sake Good Byshop Hooper was at Gloster burn'd Cause he against the Romish Doctrine spurn'd And Doctor Taylor a true zealous man At Hadly burn'd eternall glory wan Then Byshop Ferrar next his life did spend In fire to gaine the life shall neuer end Next William Fowler first did loose his hand Then burn'd because the Pope he did withstand In Essex Thomas Hawkes with faith victorious Did dye by fire to gaine a life most glorious Master Ioha Bradford for his Sauiours sake In Smithsield burn'd a godly end did make Two reuerend Byshops Father Latimer And Ridley each of them a heauenly starre Liu'd in Gods foare and in his fauour dy'd At Oxford burn'd and now are glorisi'd Iohâ— Philpâ—t gladly did the fire embrace And died and liues in his Redeemers grace Then that graue Father and religious man Arch-Bishop of Cranmars troubles hot began His Pompe his state his glory and his pride Was to know Iesus and him crucifide He liu'd a godly Preacher of Gods Word And dy'd a glorious Martyr of the Lord. Iohn Carcles in close Prison carefully Did change his cares for ioyes eternally But this small volum cannot well containe One quarter of the Saints in England flaine In Henries Raigne and Maries cruell Queene Eight thousand people there hath slaughtered beene Some by the Sword some Hang'd some burnt in fire Some staru'd to death in Prison all expire Twelue thousand and seuen hundred more beside Much perseâ—uting trouble did abide Some wrackt som whipt som tortur'd som in stocks Some doing penance with a world of mockes Some with an yron in the faces burn'd Some out of all their goods to beggry rurn'd Some barefoot bearing faggots on their shoulders Weâ—e made a wondring stocke to the beholders All this and more much more they did endure Because they would not yeeld to liue impure But now to speake the law lesse â—ause wherefore And why these people troubled were so sore Because they would not make their plaints mones To senseles I mages dead stockes and slones Because they said the Sacramentall bread Is not the Lord which shall iudge quick and dead Because they not beleeu'd a Purgatory And held the Popes decrees an idle story Because they would not creepe vnto the crosse And change Gods sacred Word for humane drosse Because they held the Masse an Idoll soule At once which
Rowland Yorke and Sir William Stanley turned Trayâ—â—rs September 13. 11. An English Gentleman * This Stafford was a Gentleman well descended his Mother was of the Bed chamber to the Queene and his Brother Leiger Ambassador in France at the same time William Stafford nam'd Was by the French Ambassador perswaded That if hee 'd kill the Queene he should be fam'd For by her death might England be inuaded Besides for it the Pope would thankfull be And all the house of Guise should be his friends But Stafford to their plots feemet ' agree Yet told the councell on his knees their ends These things vnto th' Ambassador were told And Stafford did auouch them to his face Which he deny'd audaciously and bold Much ill beseeâ—â—ing his estate and place Thus what foâ—euer gainâ—t our Church was wrought God still did bring their purposes to nought year 1587 12. This yeare Spaine with a mighty preparation With tweluescore Vessels loadeth Neptunes backe With thirty thousand men attempts inuafion Of Englandâ— Kingdome and Elizâ—â—s wracke Then many a bragging desperate doughty Don Proud of the strength of that great huge * The Spanish fleeâ— were in all of Ships Gallâ—ons Gallies and Pinaces 242. of Souldiers Mariners and Galley â—â—â—â—â— 31030. of great Ordnance 2630. Our Fleet were in all but 112. the Campe as Tiâ—bury were 22000 foot and 12000. horse Armadâ— Went barely off though they came brauely on The power of Heauen opposing their branado Our numbers vnto theirs inferiour â—arre Yet were they tane sunke slaine bang'd thump'd batter'd Because the Lord of Hosts the God of Warre He was our trust and ayde our â—oes he scater'd His name is oner all the world most glorious And through his power his Church is still victorious year 1588 13. Lopez a Doctor by descent a â—ew A Portâ—â—gaâ— by birth the Queenes physitiâ—n Forgetting duty to his Soueraigne due Would poyson her to further Spaines ambition The Spaniards and the Doctor are compacting How this sweet piece of seruice might be done They promise gold and he doth vow the acting A bargaine wisely made is partly wonne But this base Iew is taken in the trap The Queene preâ—erâ—'d the Spaniards cake is dough The Doctor wrong'd his breeches by mishap And hanging his reward was good enough Still treasons working though its lucke be ill Gods gracious power his Church defending still year 1589 The Queene had beene gracious and beautifull to this same Lopez many wayes and hee was accounted a man of good integrity till hee was corrupted by the Pope and Spaniard At his Araignment feare made him wrong his â—â—â—ches he was hanged at Tyâ—â—rns 14. Tyrone supported by the Pope and Spaine Had put our English Kingdome to much cost Perceiuing all his treasons were in vaine His dangers desperate fruitlesse labour lost Although his Holinesse from Rome had sent A plume of Phoenix feathers for a blessing Which bable from Tyrone could not preuent Rewards of Iustcie for his long transgressing To the Lord Deputy be doth suâ—mit Craues the kings mercy and obtained the same Yet afterward he did his faith forget And new rebeilions did in Ireland frame At last with guilty minde away he flyes Thus God confounds his Churches enemies year 1587 Tyrone an Irish Earle a man of great power and Policie a most peruitions and dangerous trayter 1604. bee came into England and was most graciously pardoned by the King yet afterward would haue leâ— all Ireland rebellion but faâ—ling of his purpose fled to Rome 15. Mongst all these dangers Queene Elizabeth Preserued still and reigned â—oyally Defended all her life from violent death And seauenty yeares of age dy'd naturally To her succeeded as his propâ—r right King Iames Great Britaines blessed Salomon When straight began new tricks of Romish spight For Church and King and Laâ—ds subuersion Watson * They would haue altered Religion brought in Forraigne power imprisoned the King and raised Arbella Watson Clarke Master George Brooke executed Clarke two Priests two Popish brothers Seduc'd Lords Cobham Gray two Noblemen Sir Walter Rawleigh Markham Brooke and others To take the King and him in pâ—fon pen. The plot 's found Iustice would th'â—â—â— ndors kill But the Kings mercy sau'd what L. w might â—pill year 1603 The Kings mercy saued the Lord Cobham Lord Gray Sir Walter Rawleigh Sir Griffith Markeham at the Blocke as the stroake was readis to bee giuen 16. Now treason plotted in th' infernall Den Hâ—ls mischiefe master peece began to worke Assisted by vnnaturall Englishâ—â—â— And lesâ—ites that within this Land did lurke These would Saint Peter-to Salt peâ—â—er turne And make our Kingdome caper in the ayre At one blast Prince and Peeres and commons burn And fill the Land with murder and dispaire No treasonere might be compar'd to this Such an escape the Church had nere before The glory's Gods the victory is his Not vnto vs to him be praise therefore Our Church is his her foes may vnderstand That he defends her with his mighty hand year 1605 Percy and Catesby would needs be heads of this treason and their heads are aduanced for it on the Parliament house they were killed with powder being both shot and burnt and powder was the mainâ— Instrument of their hopes All the Traytâ—rs falling into the ' Pit which they had prepared for vs. Not any of all these treasons but eyther the Popâ— the Spanish King Priests or Iesuites had a hand in it 17. The dangers of a long and tedious way The perils of the raging Sea and Land The change of ayre and dyet many a day And Romes temptations which thou did withstand And after all thy safe returne againe Amongst those blessings make vp much more blest In mind and body â—â—â—â— from Rome and Spaine For which our â—â—â—â— to heauen is â—â—â—â—â—â—â— prest Long mayst 〈…〉 Gracious instrument To propagaâ—e his Gospell and his glory All Antichistian foes to 〈…〉 And with thy aâ—â—s to fill a royall story That 〈…〉 truly may â—â—â—â—â— These Deeds were done by Britaines CHALES the Great year 1623 Great â—â—â—â— the interprize and hazard of our gracieus Pride â— but greatâ—â—â— was Gods iâ—guiding and guarding him backe againe to all Ioy and Comforts 18 And last of all with Heart and â—â—nds erected Thy Church doth magnifie thy name Oâ—Lâ—â—â—â— Thy prouidâ—â—ce p 〈…〉 thy power protected Thy planted â—â—â— according to thy Word My God what shall I rende â—â—â—â—â—â—â— For all thy guise â—â—â—â— doâ—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— Loue and vnfained Thankeâ—â—â—â—â—â— shall be Ascribed for thy Mercies â—â—â—â—â—yes To thee my Priest my Prophet and my King My Loue my Counsellor and Comforter To thee alone I onely praised sing For onely thou art myâ— Deliuerer All Honour Glory Power and Praise therefore Ascribed be to thee for euermore The Churches Thankesgiuing to God for all his Mercies and her Deliuerances The Church of Christ doth acknowledge no other Intercessor Desenrer Maintinrer and Deliuerer but onely Christ himselfe FINIS
weaknes may babble of Reformation thougâ— to no end and so I end FINIS The Nipping or Snipping of ABVSES OR The Wooll-gatheÌ„ring ôf VVit A Skeltonicall salutation to those that know how to reade and not merre the sense with hacking or mis-construction THou true vnderstander my inuention doth wander with the quill of a Gander to shield mee from slander to thy good protection I yeeld in subiection my poore imperfection with friendly correction and as thou dost â—â—e or stroake mee or strike mee reproue mee or proue mee or mooue mee â—â— loue mee or quiteme or spight me friend me or mend me or else not offend â—â—â—â— If in ought that is written thy humors are bitten seeme not to espy it and â—one will descry it But if thou doest kick the spurre sure will prick and if thou â—â—â—â—ing the waspe then will sting My verses are made to ride euery Iade but â—â—are forbidden of Iades to be ridden they shall not bee snaffled nor braued â—or baffled wert thou George with thy Naggon that foughtst with Draggon or â—â—re you Great Pompey my verse should bethumpe ye if you like a Iauel against â—â—â— dare cauill I doe not intend it as now to commend it or yet to defend it But â—â— mee I doe send it to like it or mend it and when thou hast end it applaud it â—â— rent it my wits I could bristle for a better Epistle but yet at this time this â—â—â— Rime I send to thy view because it is new So Reader adue I thine if thou mine IOHN TAYLOR To the Castalian Water-writer Splende dignoscar â— Diall set vpon an eminent place â— iâ— clouds doe interuall Apolloes face â—â—â—â— a flgur'd shape whereby we knowe â—â—le of Time which it doth owe â—â— expectations yet wee see â—â—â—ctes by which Times should distinguish'd be â—â—â—alelled punctuall ciphered lines â—â— by a shadow when the faire sunne shines Explaines the houres So if the Sonne of men Thy Glorious Patron deeme to blesse thy pen With his faire light Thy Muse so young so faire So well proportion'd in conceites so rare And Naturall streames and stile and eu'ry part That Nature therein doth exceed all Art Will then as with Enthusiasme inspir'd Print Legends by the world to be admir'd Thine Iames Ratray To my friend by land and by water Iohn Taylor THese leaues kind Iohn are not to wrap vp drams That doe containe thy witty Epigrams Let worser Poems serue for such abuse Whilst thine shall be reseru'd for better vse And let each Critick cauill what he can T is rarely written of a Water-man Thy friend assured Rob Branthwaite To his deare friend Master Iohn Taylor ME thinkes I see the Sculler in his boate With goodly motion glide along faire Thames And with a charming and bewitching noate So sweet delightfull tunes and ditties frames As greatest Lordingâ— and the nicest Dames That with attentiue eare did heare thy layès Of force should yeeld due merit to thy praise Worth to all Watermen straine forth thy voice To proue so pleasing in the worlds proud eye As eyes and eares and hearts may all reioyce To see heare muse vpon the melodie In contemplation of thy harmony Let Thames faire bankes thy worth and praises ring While I thy worth and praise beyond sea sing Tho Gent. To the Water-Poet Iohn Taylor Honest Iohn Taylor though I know 't no grace To thee or me for writing in this place Yet know I that the multitudes of friends Will thee protect from vile malignant mindes The rather cause what euer thou hast snowne Is no one mans inuention but thine owne Malicious minded men will thee dispraise Enuy debases all her selfe to raise Then rest content whilst to thy greater fame Both Art and Nature striue to raise thy name Thine euer as thou knowest R Cudner To my friend Iohn Taylor IF Homers verse in Greeke did merit praise If Naso in the Latine won the Bayes If Maro 'mongst the Romanes did excell If Tasso in the Tuscan tongue wrote well Then Taylor I conclude that thou hast don In English what immortall Baies haue won Thy friend Iohn Taylor To my honest friend Iohn Taylor THy Taylors shears foule vices wings â—â—â—â—â— The scames of impious dealings are vnript So Art-like thou these captious times hast quipt As if in Helicon thy pen were dipt All those who ' gainst thy worth are enuious lipt Thy sharpe Satyrick Muse hath nipt and sâ—ipâ—â— And to conclude thy nuention is not chipt Or stolne or borrowd begd or basely gript Then Taylor thy conceits are truely sowde And Sculler on my word it was well roude Thine to mybest powâ—â— Enoch Lyâ— In Laudem Authoris MOst commonly one Taylor will dispraise Anothers workmanship enuying alwaiâ—s At him that 's better then himselfe reputed Though he himselfe be but a botcher bruted So might it well be said of me my friend Should I not to thy worke some few lines lend Which to make probable this sentence tendeth Who not commends he surely discommendeth In my illiterate censure these thy rimes Deserue applause euen in these worst of times VVhen wit is onely worthy held in those On whom smooth flattery vaine praise bestoâ—es But I not minding with thy worth to flatter Do know thy wit too good to toyle by water Rob. Taylor To my friend IOHN TAYLOR THis worke of thine thou hast compil'd soâ—â—â— It merits better wits thy worth to tell Thine Maximilian Wâ—â— The Authours description of a Poet and Poesie with an Apology in defence of Naturall English Poetry SHall beggers dine into the Acts of Kings Shall Nature speake of supernat ' rall things â—â—â—â— Eagles flights attempted be by Gnats â—â—â—â— mighty Whales be portraied out by Sprats These things I know vnpossible to be â—â—â—d it is as vnpossible for mee That am a begger in these Kingly acts Which from the heau'ns true Poetrie extracts â—â—â— foole by Nature I â—â—â— neuer knew this high-bome mystery â—â—â— worthlesse gnat I know my selfe more weake â—â—â— the Princely Eagle dare to speake â—â—â—y sprat the Ocean seekes so sound â—â— seek this Whale though seeking he be drown'd â—â—â— to proceed a Poets Art I know â—â—â— compact of earthly things below â—â—â— is of any base substantiall mettle That in the worlds rotundity doth settle â—â—â—tis Immortall and it hath proceeding â—rom wheÌ„â—e diuinest soules haue all their breeding â—â— is a blessing â—â—â—u'n hath sent to men â—y men it is diâ—â—lged with their pen And by that propagation it is knowne And ouer all the world disperst and throwne â—â—â— verball elocution so refinde That it to Vertue animates mans minde The blessed Singer of blest Israel â—â— this rare Arte he rarely did excell He sweetly Poetiz'd in heau'nly verses â—â—â— lines which aye eternity rehearses â—â—â— and glorious great esteeme â—â—â— Câ—â—â—â— did a Poet deeme â—â—mired Virgils life doth plainely show â—â—t all the world a Poets worth may know â—â—â— leauing Israels King and Romane Caesar â—â—seeke in England English Poets
treasure Sir Philip Sidâ—â—y histimes Mars and Muse That word and sword so worthily could vse That spight of death his glory lin's â—â—waiâ—â— For Conquelts and for Poesie crown'd with bayes What famous nien liue in this age of ours As if theâ— Sister 's nine had left theâ— bowres With more post hâ—â—â—e then expeditious wings They â—eere haue found the Heliconian springs We of our mighty Monarch IAMES may boast Who in this heau'nly Arte exceeds the most Where men may see the Muses wisdome well When such a glorious house they chose to dwell The Preacher whose instructions doe afford The soules deare food the euerliuing Word If Poets skill be banisht from his braine His preaching sometimes will be but too plaine Twixt Poetry and best diuinity There is such neere and deare affinity As'twere propinquity of brothers blood That without tone the other 's not so good The man that takes in hand braue verse to write And in Diuinitie hath no insight He may perhaps make smooth and Art-like Rimes To please the humours of these idle times But name of Poet hee shall neuer merit Though writing them he waste his very spirit They therefore much mistake that seeme to say How euery one that writes a paltrie play A sottish Sonnet in the praise of loue A song or jigge that fooles to laughter moue In praise or dispraise in defame or fame Deserues the honour of a Poets name I further say and further will maintaine That he that hath true Poesie in his braine Will not profane so high and heau'nly skill To glory or be proud of writing ill But if his Muse doe stoope to such deiection T is but to shew the world her sinnes infection A Poets ire sometimes may be inflam'd To make foule Vices brazen face asham'd And then his Epigrams and Satyres whip Will make base gald vnruly Iades to skip In frost they say 't is good bad blood be nipt And I haue seene Abuses whipt and stript In such rare fashion that the wincing age Hath kick'd and flung with vncontrouled rage Oh worthy Withers I shall loue thee euer And often maist thou doe thy best indeuer That still thy workes and thee may liue together Contending with thy name and neuer wither But further to proceed in my pretence Of nat'rall English Poetries defence For Lawreat Sidney and our gracious Iames Haue plunged been in Arts admired streames And all the learned Poets of our dayes Haue Arts great ayde to winne still liuing Bayes All whom I doe confesse such worthy men That I vnworthy am with inke and pen To carry after them But since my haps Haue been so happy as to get some scraps By Nature giu'n me from the Muses table I 'le put them to the best vse I am able I haue read Tasso Virgill Homer Ouid Iosophus Plutark whence I haue approued And found such obseruations as are fit With plenitude to fraught a barren wit And let a man of any nation be These Authors reading makes his iudgement fee Some rules that may his ignorance refine And such predominance it hath with mine No bladder-blowne ambition puff's my Muse An English Poets writings to excuse Nor that I any rule of art condem Which is Dame Natures ornamentall Iem But these poore lines I wrote my wits best pelse Defending that which can defend it selfe Know them vnnat'ral English Mungril Monster Thy wandring iudgemet doth too much misconster When thou affirm'st thy Natiue Country-man To make true verse no art or knowledge can Cease cease to do this glorious Kingdome wrong To make her speech inferiour to each tongue Shew not thy selfe more brutish then abeast Base is that bird that files her homeborne neast In what strange tongue did Virgils Muse commerce What language wast that Ouid wrote his verse Thou sâ—yst 't was Latin why I say so too In no tongue else they any thing could doo They Naturally did learne it from their mother And must speake Latin that could speake no other The Grecian blinded Bard did much compile And neuer vsde no foreigne far-fetcht stile But as hee was a Greeke his verse was Greeke In other tongues alas he was to seeke Du Bartas heauenly all admired Muse No vnknowne Language euer vs'de to vse But as he was a Frenchman so his lines In natiue French with fame most glorious shines And in the English tongue t is fitly stated By siluer-tongued Siluester translated So well so wisely and so rarely done That he by it immortall same hath wonne Then as great Mars and renowned Nasâ— Braue Homer Petrarke sweet Italian Tasse And numbers more past numbring to be numberd Whose rare inuentions neuer were incumberd With our outlandish chip chop gibrish gabblings To fill mens eares with vnacquâ—iated babbling Why may not then an English man I pray In his owne language write as crst did they Yet must we suit our phrases to their shapes And in their imitations be their Apes Whilst Muses haunt the fruitfull forked hill The world shall reuerence their vnmatched skill And for inuention fiction methood measure From them must Poets seeke to seeke that treasure But yet I think a man may vse that tongue His Country vses and doe them no wrong Then I whose Artlesse studies are but weake Who neuer could nor will but English speake Do heere maintaine if words be rightly plac'd A Poets skill with no tongue more is grac'd It runnes so smooth so sweetly it doth flow From it such heauenly harmony doth grow That it the vnderstanders sences moues With admiration to expresse their loues No musicke vnder heauen is more diuine Then is a well-writ and a well-read line But when a witlesse selfe-conceited Rooke A good inuention dares to ouerlooke How pitteous then mans best of wit is martyr'd In barbrous manner totter'd torne and quarter'dâ— So mingle mangled and so hack't and hewd So scuruily bescuruide and be me wde Then this detracting durty dunghill Drudge Although he vnderstand not yet will iudge Thus famous Poesie must abide the doome Of euery muddy-minded raskall Groome Thus rarest Artists are continuall stung By euery prating stinking lumpe of dung For what cause then should I so much repine When best of writers that ere wrote a line Are subiect to the censure of the worst Who will their follies vent or eise they burst I haue at idle times some Pamphlets writ The fruitlesse issue of a nat'rall wit And cause I am no Scholler some enuy me With soule and false calumnious words belie me With brazen fronts and flinty hard beleefe Affirming or suspecting me a theefe And that my sterrile Muse so dry is milch'd That what I write is borrow'd beg'd or filch'd Because my name is Taylor they suppose My best inuentions all from stealing growes As though there were no difference to be made Betwixt the name of Taylor and the Trade Of all strange weapons I haue least of skill To mannage or to wield a Taylors bill I cannot Item it for silke and facing For