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A02618 A happy husband or, Directions for a maide to choose her mate As also, a wiues behauiour towards her husband after marriage. By Patricke Hannay, Gent. To which is adioyned the Good wife, together with an exquisite discourse of epitaphs, including the choysest thereof, ancient or moderne. By R.B. Gent. Hannay, Patrick, d. 1629?; Brathwaite, Richard, 1588?-1673. Good wife. aut 1619 (1619) STC 12747; ESTC S103737 79,392 200

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terram repetat pars altera coelum Nec mutas mores caela petendo tuos At vale ●…am faciem nequeo discernere gratam Qua mihi semper erit gratia sed arcta nimis Arcta nimis sed amaena satis dum fider a vultum Splendida praestantem continuere tuum Sie perijt quod terra parit quod vertic●… coeli Profluit in coelum tendat alta petat Aliud Hic fitus est Satyru●… qui stupra latere potentum Impatiens patiens limina mortis adit Englished Heere lies a Satyre now reduc'd to dust Who scourg'd d●…sertlesse honour great mens lust These taxt He roundly and had vow'd to doe it More boldly yet if He had liu'd vnto it ¶ A Funerall Poeme vpon the death of the hopefull yong Gentleman Mast. Will. Horsey who deceased the 24. of Aprill Ann. Dom. 1615. Plants that transplanted are haue 〈◊〉 grouth Yet fares it othe●…ise with this blest youth For he transplanted to another Sphere Perfects that tender grouth which he had here Tender indeed yet me thinks there appeares Age in his houres though youth was in his yeares For by experience of this sur●… I am Neuer came childe more neere vnto a Man Well may we then excuse his mothers mone To lose her Sonne and that her onely One Whose hope gaue life vnto her house and her If mothers erre in this they lightly erre For natiue loue must ●…eeds enforce a teare To see them laid on Beare whom they did beare To see their Birth turn'd Earth their very womb●… Which brought them forth conuerted to a Tombe Yet this should make his mother change her song To see her hope translat'd ' boue hope so yong To see her onely and now happy Sonne To haue his Pilgrime-taske so quickly done But shee ha's lost him no he is not lost For where He seemes to lose He gaineth most And though He haue not Her He ha's another For now the Church triumphant is his Mother Feeding his infant-glory with her pap Dandling him sweetely in her heauenly lap For this is confirm'd by the sacred word He cannot die that dieth in the Lord. Cease then thou tender Mother cease to w●…epe Thy Sonne 's not dead but onely falne asleepe Which sleepe dissolu'd his corps shall be vnited Vnto his soule amongst the Saints delig●…ted Peace happy Soule crowne thy eternall dai●…s With wreath of glory to thy Makers praise That as thou liu'd a Mirror to thy Age So thou may shine in Sions heritage His Epitaph Heere interred in this Tomb●… Yong yet vertues hop●…full Bloome Fathers Boy Mothers ioy Shrined is yet from this shrine There 's a substance that 's diuine Which no graue Can receaue Making claime to Heauens pure clime ¶ The Author vpon his selected and euer to be remembred E. C. Parragon for beautie and vertue who died the 5. of Decemb Ann. Dom. 1615. Take mother Earth thy virgin-daughter heer●… Born●… on her Bere ere sh●… was borne to b●…are Take her for of her wonders may be said Heer●… one and 〈◊〉 lies who di'd●… a Maid ¶ Vpon the much lamented Death of the vertuous virgine A. T. in Scarborough lately deceased and of her sorrowfull Parents incessantly moned Dead say no more shee 's dead keepe in that word It will goe neere to drowne her teare-swolne Foord Why He must know it true yet such as these If grieues should be imparted by degrees How must they be imparted By her Tombe It cannot speake Such grieues are seldome dumbe Vpon her Tombe Weepe weepe Rosemarie sprig and shew remor●…e Thou shold haue deckt her bride now decks her corse ¶ Vpon the Tombe of ..... lately erected ..... Perhaps thou may haue Shebnaes doome To haue thy corps deuided from thy Tombe And haue name of that crest thou gaue thy Neighbor To close thy corps in Earth and saue this labor How fond then thou to build so costly Shrine Neither perchance for * thee nor none of thine Yet if thou want thy Tombe thou shalt not misse To haue thy Epitaph and this it is ....... Is Dead The cause if you would know His winde-pipe burst and he no more could blow ¶ Vpon a late deceased Pinch-gut Macer dide rich they say but it 's not so For he dide poore and was indebted too How sh●…ld that be Obserue me and I le tell ye He dide indeb●…ed b●…th to backe and belly For all he scrap't from his Atturnies Fees Seru'd but to starue his Maw with bread cheese So as'mongst those we rightly may him call Whose life spent lesse then did his Funerall For all his life his House scarse eate one Beast Yet Dead his Sonne makes vp the Churles Feast ¶ This the Authour wrote vpon an excellent Bowler and his Friend aptly resembling Mans life to a game at Bowles The World is the Alley wh●…re we play The Bowles we play with Creatures that we vse The Rubs the Passio●…s of our minds the way Needs no Ground-giuer there 's but one to chuse The way of all Flesh Seauen's our Game we say For Seauen yeere is liues-lease that limits vs The Blocke our end which when it draw●…th on We po●…ke our Bowles and so our Game is done ¶ Vpon a singular Irishman By him lies heere I finde from whence we came Where we must goe how lif●…'s an Irish game This day in health and wealth next poore sicke For Irish games haue still an Iri●…h tricke ¶ Vpon the death of one Cookes wife an Inscription allusiue to her name Death 's the cooke pro●…ideth meate For the crawling wormes to eate Why shouldst thou then Cool e repine Death should dresse that wife of thine All must die yea time will be Thou wilt thinke he pleasur'd thee For no question being told She was s●…plesse 〈◊〉 old He thought fit she'sd liue no longer That thou might chuse out a yonger This then on her Age thy youth May be writ as grounded truth Heere she lies long may she li●… Ere she d. de was wish'd to die This the Author presently composed vpon this occasion being with sundry Gentlemen at Waltham exceeding merrily disposed one Cooke a neighbour of the Hoasts where he lay came suddenly in pitteously lamenting the death of his wife being newly departed euery one laboured to allay his sorrow but by how much more instant were their comforts by so much more violent were his Passions at last the Author percei●…ing by his Hoast that he expressed a dissembling sorrow being impatient of her life and therefore by all probabilitie inwardly content with her death being an old decrepite woman and He in the Prime of his age in stead of all vnnecessarie comforts applied this soueraigne Discourse as a salue to his griefe without further premeditation coenae fercula nostrae Mallem conu●… quàm placuisse cocis Englished As in my choise of meate so in my Booke I 'd rather please my guests then please my Cooke ¶ In Actorem Mimicum cui vix parem