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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A07556	Londons miserie, the countryes crueltie with Gods mercie. Explained by remarkeable obseruations of each of them, during this last visitation. VVritten by Richard Milton.	Milton, Richard.	1625 (1625)	STC 17939; ESTC S112778	18,491	41

Howbeit now the sicknesse as I heare Haue brought these hardy men into great feare Yet to their kindred still their loue is such To giue them kind reliefe they will not grutch Prouided alwayes that they may be pent In some remoted place whereas the sent May not annoy the dwellers of the Towne Else one against another well might frowne Some two miles off the same there stands a hill That if you saw it surely say you will It is a great one likewise very high Not farre vpon nor yet not very nigh A wood doth stand Puckham is cald by name And there abouts is of great note and fame In nutting time then famous let it be A little more for that we now do see It prooues a shelter to our London men VVho there did lurke as Foxes in their den But if they chanc't abroad once for to stere More dreadfull far then wolues they did appeare To friend or foe if once they doe them spie Their sight more fell then Basilis koes eye There lodg'd that hard Squire Sir Henry hight A valiant doubty and couragious spright There lay that Lady bright his partner deare That were most brauely brought on horse-back there With diuers others men of mickle worth That were resolu'd none of them to come forth But round about the wood to roue and range Vntill the Moone had past her full and change This was the order then but out alas VVhilst we on hills are there 's a London Asse Or Carrier comes to Towne within bow shot When as the sicknesse raign'd exceeding hot His packe he doth vntie and London ware Lyes open to be catch't with Cheltnam ayre High time it is for safety to prouide More harme then ere aware may them betide The matter knowne some wise men of the Towne Bold affrappeth this foole hardy Clowne With bitter threates and with a dire aspect This great presumptuous act they do detect And to him spake thus or to this effect Thou London vagrant bold presumptuous man All words to good for thee that name we can Is this a place for thee for to vntie At such a time as this now verily If streight thou do'st not trusse and quickly runne From this same coast wee le shoot thee with a Gun At which hard words forthwith it did appeare How much it deern'd him by the trembling feare Of all his ioynts for greatly he did quake And seem'd as if his very heart did ake Sighing quoth he good sits be not offended VVhat 's done amisse hereafter shall be mended COurage braue London heart vnto thee take For euery weeke the sicknesse now doth slake What shall we alwayes faint be drooping men And thinke that nere good time will come agen Indeede 't is true many our Friends are gone And deare ones too we cannot choose but moane For them a while Gods hand we cannot stay When he doth please to strike well wish we may Time is for all a time there is to die And as they are so must be you and I A debt we owe that is to God a Death Short is our life and soone gone is our breath Here is no resting place Pilgrims we are VVithin this world vnto a Country farre VVe haue to trace it is to Heauens high To which we cannot come before we die They are in rest no doubt we still in care Sorrow we taste but they doe better fare LIke as in bloody field a battell fought By raging enemies that alwayes sought To worke vnto each other harme and skath And nought but death could swage their banefull wrath VVhere many thousands in one battel dye And many groueling on the earth doe lye After a long and weary battel tride So many wounded eke so many dyde Vpon retire they doe their losses count And finde they doe in number much surmount Of this poore Citie such now was the case When time had made so many runne the race Of this their mortall liues the rest behind To know the perfect number were inclin'd Of those that dy'd the seuerall Bills they view And cast them vp to be informed true The better to expresse cease Verse a while And let vs forwards in another stile GEntle Reader I am not ignorant what great mortallity hath beene reported and verily beleeued to be in London in almost all places of this Kingdome by reason of this sicknesse and that they conceiued a farre greater number dyed then indeed there did or at least-wise not considering or once imagining such a multitude of people men women and children should bee in one place or City thought verily there were hardly any or very few of vs left a liue Indeede the streetes were empty in respect of the large multitudes that formerly before this great sicknesse past too and fro in it but there was no grasse growing in any streets of note for want of trading as they conceiued for I perswade me as many people past too and fro in the streetes of the sayd City in the highest of the sicknesse vpon their occasions as did at any time in the streetes of any other City or great Towne of this Kingdome where the sicknesse was not setting Faires and appointed assemblies aside wherefore we were not all dead Indeede if God Almighty had goneon in wrath as of long time you see he did continue we should haue all beene ere long consumed But hee is a God of mercy and is graciously pleased to leaue some behind yea very many for a witnesse both of his Iustice and Mercy And as in my former similitude after a battell fought aswell the seuerall armies as the seuerall aduerse Countries will hearken after and take notice of the losse receiued although they may be much mooued for the same So I perswade my selfe both City and Country in this Kingdome that haue had no certainty of the number that haue dyed in this present visitation although they wish well to the City it being the harbour of many of their kindred and friends and in a manner the beauty wealth and strength of this nation will desire notwithstanding to be truly informed and therefore as ayming altogether to make my poore subiect profitable or pleasing or at least wise not burthen-some to all to whose hands it shall happen to come I haue taken this paines to set downe the number both in grosse and as they dyed weekly so may you perceiue the increase and decrease There dyed in London and the Lyberties thereof   Totall Plague FRom the 23 of December to the 30 of the same 211 0 From the 30 of December to the 6 of Ianuary 220 1 From the 6 of Ianuary to the 13. of the same 196 1 From the 13 of Ianuary to the 20 of the same 240 0 From the 20 to the 27 226 0 From the 27 to the 3 of February 174 3 From the 3 to the 10 204 5 From the 10 to the 17 211 3 From the 17 to the 24 252 1 From the 24 to the 3

The thankfull minds we should and therefore we Euen for our sinnes most iustly plagued be Should we perswade our selues Almighty Ioue This Famous City did mor deerely loue Then others that his power could not withstand But in the former ages felt his hand Or shall we thinke that shortned is his Arme Or that he will not suffer so much harme To come vpon vs as he did to those That sinn'd aswell as we O no repose Nor harbor in your hearts so vaine a thought For euen as they were to destruction brought Euen so shall we if we do still offend And do not of our sinfull liues amend For as the Lord is by his mercy knowne To be a gracious God and he hath shewne That in his mercy he doth farre surpasse Which plainely doth appeare but yet whereas Almighty God in mercy doth abound Take this for certaine and a constant ground As on his mercies we may boldly trust So in his Iudgements is he alwayes iust Aye me I need not long to treate of this How many demonstrations dayly is How many seuerall bels do sadly ring The dolefull tune of this most certaine thing In this our present sad disastrous plight Whilst many soules haue bid the world godnight My flesh do tremble I amazed stand To see the force of Gods Almighty hand My hand do quake and eke my ioynts do shiuer To see what deadly Arrowes from his Quiuer Are now sent forth to this forsaken Citty Whose very miseries my soule doth pitty GO on my muse now and right sadly tell The dolefull sound that euery Parish bell Within this poore aflicted Cittie make That we may from our sinfull liues awake Our daily sorrowes and continuall feares Our losse of deere friends and our daily teares That we for them do shed the sundry moanes Deepe hearted sighings and the gricuous groanes That many a husband for his tender wife Sends forth for her that is bereau'd of life How many a wife mournes for her Turtle mate That now lyes gasping strucke by cruell fate Of conquering Death and when thou haft so done Tell how the father grieues for his lost sonne The wofull screeches many a mother mild Bitterly sends forth for her dying child How many a sonne weepes for his louing father Whose loue so deere was that he would more rather Haue dyde himselfe euen such was his good will But we cannot our owne desires fullfill How many a daughter grieues for her deer mother And many a sister for her louing brother And many a brother for his louing sister That knew not what he lost before he mist her Here weepes the seruant for his louing Maister And grieues that Death is growne so great a waster There sighes the Maister for his louing man For that he is not able neither can Saue his poore seruants life with weeping eyes The carefull mayden for her Mistresse cryes The mistresse likewise for her maide doth moane Because so good a seruant 's dead and gone Neighbour for neighbor one friend for another Their loues were such their griefes they cannot smother The Preacher for his flocke and they for him We waile and weepe vntill our eyes are dim And then O Lord a sad thing for to see Yet dayly such sad spectacles there be They that before so sadly moumed haue By other Friends are shortly brought to graue VVith much adoe for Friends are very few In this their last farewell their loues to shew SVch is the force of Deaths fell conquering hand That none in this world can his power withstand T is not the power of a mighty King Can serue to free him from Deaths deadly sting Much lesse the title of a Lord or Knight Can keepe their persons from this pale-fac't wight T is not the wisedome of a learned man No there is neither Arte nor wisedome can Be forcible enough with Arte or wile Eyther to stay deaths stroke or him beguile Marke it I pray you how he makes men reele His Bow is iron sure and his Arrowes steele How many through his might doe daily dye How many likewise doe there sprawling lye How many also dead in fields are found And suddainly in streetes dosall to ground Euen as they passe and then before were well And felt but little paine vntill they fell STay gentle death for I assure you can The parties held an vpright honest man You are about to deale I tell you more Of wealth he hath a great aboundant store And liberally he giueth to the poore Of that he hath the like giuen at his doore There 's very few that doth nay hardly any Although there doe in wealth surpasse him many I That is well done I commend you better And for your kindnesse will remaine your debtor That miserable griping rusty Chuffe That alwayes wanted neuer had enough And neuer car'd how many men were kild So he might haue his Cofers stuft and fild Ah wr tched Carle I trust that there is none True hearted wight will weep when thou art gone They in thy life time wept and were not heard Now at thy death they rightly may be spar'd KNow you what you haue done y 'aue flaine a woman That for her vertuous carriage I thinke no man VVill finde the like againe now good Sir tell To take the good away doe you do well Doth there not many an idle Gossip stay VVho long before wee 'd faine haue had away Leaue of for shame away now get you gone Goe take the worst sort leaue the best alone LOrd if 't were so what would become of me That know my selfe to be as bad may be For there 's not onely one but thousands more That I goe farre behind that went before Many a braue Scholler many a worthy Teacher Many a good liuer many a zealous Preacher That liu'd as lights and were to thee right deare So carefully they walked in thy feare But I alas haue much abusde thy will Had not a care thy hests for to fulfill Haue sinn'd extreamly and assuredly Had long before this time deseru'd to dye But yet O Lord I see 't is not thy will Thou spar'st my life wilt haue me tarry still And now I pray thee whilst I haue my being Sith that thou hast vouchsaft to me the seeing Wretch that I am of this thy mighty power Grant that hereafter daily and each houre For that same small time and the little space Of life that thou shalt grant me by thy grace I may redeeme time which I lewdly spent Bewaile my sinnes and heartily repent VVHen hoary hyems now had chang'd his hue And for that yeare had bid the world a due When trees gan sprout the grasse and euery thing Lookt greene and faire lambes skipt the bird did sing And with their warbling notes in woods did Ring Their makers prayse according to their kinde April the moneth was cald for so I finde For fore that time there dyed not any store That either had the tokens or plague sore