Rayling hedging plashing turning winding and returning circular Triangular Quadrangular Orbicular Ouall and euery way curiously and chargeably conceiredâ— There hath hee made Walkes hedges and Arbours of all manner of most delicate fruit Trees planting and placing them in such admirable Artlike fashions resembling both diuine and morall remembrances as three Arbours standing in a Triangle hauing each a recourse to a greater Arbour in the midst resembleth three in one and one in three and he hath there planted certaine Walkes and Arbours all with * Not a Tree stands there but it beares one good or rare fruit or other Fruit trees so pleasing and rauishing to the sense that he calls it Paradise in which he playes the part of a true Adamist continually toyling and tilling Moreouer he hath made his Walkes most rarely round and spacious one walke without another as the rindes of an Onion are greatest without and lesse towards the Center and withall the hedges betwixt each walke are so thickly set that one cannot see thorow from the one walke who walkes in the other that in conclusion * A round worke is endlesse hauing no end I touch not the matchlesse adioyning wood and walke of Rowlington here whose prayses consists in it selfe my penbâ—ing insufficient the worke seemes endlesse and I thinke that in England it is not to be fellowed or will in haste be followed And in loue which I beare to the memory of so industrious and ingenious a Gentleman I haue written these following Anagrams Adryan Gilbert Anagrams Art redily began A breeding tryall Art redily began a breeding tryall VVhen she inspir'd this worthy Gentleman For Natures eye of him tooke fulle spiall And taught him Art Art readily began That though Dame Nature was his Tutresse he Outworkes her as his workes apparent be For Nature brings but earth and feeds and plants Which Art like Taylors cuts and puts in fashion As Nature rudely doth supply our wants Art is deformed Natures reformation So Adryan Gilbert mendeth Natures features By Art that what shee makes doth seeme his creatures THus with my humble thankes to Sir Thomas Morgan and my kinde remembrance to all the rest of my Lords Seruants there my legges and my labouring lynes returne againe to Salisbury and from the next day being Sunday to Langford to my Lord Gorge his house with whom I dined and left my humble thanks for the reckoning In briefe my fruitlesse and worthy lip-labour mixt with a deale of Ayrie and non substantiall matter I gaue his Lordship and the like requitall I bestowed on the right VVorshipfull Mr. Thomas Squibb Maior of Sarum with Mr. Banes Mr â—â—â—â— Iuy M. Windouer with all the rest and more then thankes and a gratefull remembrance of their Honourable VVorshipfull and friendly fauours I know they expect not and lesse then such a common duty as Gratitude I must not or cannot pay To shut vp all in few words I know his Maiesties pious inclination is so ample that he will be graciously pleased with any of your laudable endeauours for your welfare and commodity if you take good and speedy aduice then no doubt but the effects wil be according to your honest intendments So farewell Salisbury till we meete againe which I hope will be one day in the meane space I pray thee take this poore Pamphlet as a louing pledge of my returne Me thinks I see already Men Horses Carts Mattocks Shouels Spades VVheelebarrowes Handbarrowes and Baskets at worke for the cleaning of your Riuer But if my thoughts doe deceiue me and my expectation faile I shall euer hereafter giue small credit to their intelligence So once more Salisbury I wish thee thankefully well to fare On Thursday the 21. of August I took Woâ—chester in my way homewards where I saw aâ— ancient City like a body without a soule and I know not the reason of it but for ought which I perceiued there were almost as many Parishes as people I lodged at the signe of the Cocke being recommended to the Host of the house by a token from Salisbury but mine Host dyed the night before I came and I being weary had more minde to goe to bed then to follow him so long a iourney to doe my message or deliuer any commendations but the whole City seemed almost as dead as mine Host and it may be they were all at Harâ—â—est worke but I am sure I walked from the â—â—â— end of it to the other and saw not 30. people of all sorts So that I think if a man should goe to Winchester for a Goose he might lose his â—abour for a Trader cannot liue there by venting such commodities On Friday I gallopp'd a foot pace one and twenty miles from Winchester to Farneham where I and one of my company hired a couple of Hampshire lenets with seuen legges and three eyes betwixt them vpon whom wee hobbled seuenteene miles to Stanes whence on Saturday the 23. of August we footed it to Brenford and Boated it to LonDON The Scourge of Basenesse OR The old Lerry with a new Kicksey and a new-cum twang with the old Winsey DEDICATED TO THE MIRROR OF GOOD FELLOWSHIP THE PATTERNE OF TRVE FRIENDSHIP AND the onely nonparallell of iouiall Entertainement M r Andrew Hilton at the signe of the Horse-shoo at Daintree I. Taylor wisheth daily increase of good Guests true payment hearts content in this life and afterward as much happinesse as his soule can desire KInde Sir I haue seene oftentimes men offering to snuffe a candle haue against their wills put it cleane out and an vnskilfull Chyrurgian taking a small greene wound in hand hath brought it to an old Vlcer I would be loth for my part to imitate either of these examples for my intent is confession of the wrong I did you and an endeauour to make amends I doe confesse that I did you wrong in print in my booke of my Trauels to Scotland and now in print I doe make you a publike satisfaction For I protest to God that I haue heard so much good report of you that I am double sorry that I was so mistaken and that I haue beene so long time before I haue printed my recanâ—tion It was your Tapsters want of wit and manners and my want of discretion that was the grounds of my too much credulity and temerity For his part I wish him no more harme but that chalke may bee his best payments Thunder may sowre his Hogsheads Rats gnaw out his spigots at midnight and himselfe to commit his wit to the keeping of a foole or a knaue while hee liues And your Ostlers for gaping so greedily like Gudgeons vpon mee I pray that they may euery day mourne in litter and horse dung But these are but Iests by the way for as many as know you haue told mee that if you had beene at home my entertainement had beene better If it had beene so it had beene more then you owed me and more then I
Sir Iohn Dolston lodg'd me and my guide Of all the Gentlemen in Englands bounds His house is neerest to the Scottish grounds And Fame proclaimes him farre and neere aloud He 's free from being couâ—tous or proud His sonne Sir George most affable and kinde His fathers image both in forme and minde On Saturday to Carlile both did ride Where by their loues and leaues I did abide Where of good entertainment I found store From one that was the Mayor the yeere before His name is Master Adam Robinson I the last English friendship with him won He grates * My thankes to Sir Iohn and Sir George Dalstone with Sir Henry Gurwin found a guide to bring me through From Carlile to the Citie Eudenborough This was a helpe that was a helpe alone Of all my helps inferiour vnto none Eight miles from Carlile runs a little Riuer Which Englands bounds from Scotlands grouÌ„ds doth seuer * Ouer Esk I waded Without Horse Bridge or Boate I o're did get On foot I went yet scarce my shooes did wet I being come to this long-look'd-for land Did marke remarke note renote viewd and scand And I saw nothing that could change my will But that I thought my selfe in England still The Kingdomes are so neerely ioyn'd and fixt There scarcely went a paire of Sheares betwixt There I saw skie aboue and earth below And as in England there the Sunne did show The hills with Sheepe repleate with corne the dale * The afore named Knights had giuen money to my Guid. ,62 which he lese some partat euery Ale house And many a cottage yeelded good Scott'sh Ale This County Annadale in former times Was the curst climate of rebellious crimes For Cumberland and it both Kingdomes borders Were euer ordred by their owne disorders Such sharking shifting cutting throats thiouing Each taking pleasure in th' others grieuing And many times he that had wealth to night Was by the morrow morning beggerd quite To many yeeres this pell-mell fury lasted That all these borders were quite ipoyl'd wasted Confusion huily-burly raign'd and rend'd The Churches with the lowly ground were leueld All memorable monuments defac'd All places of defence o'rethrewne and rac'd That who so then did in the borders dwell Liu'd little happier then those in hell But since the all-disposing God of heauen Hath these two Kingdomes to one Monarch giuen Blest peace and plenty on them both hath showr'd Exile and hanging hath the theeues deuowr'd That now each subiect may securely sleepe His Sheep Neate the black the white doth keepe For now those Crownes are both in one combinde Those former borders that each one confinde Appeares to me as I doe vnderstand To be almost the Center of the Land This was a blessed heauen expounded riddle To thrust great Kingdomes skirts into the middle Long may the instrumentall cause suruiue From him and his succession still deriue True heires vnto his vertues and his Throane That these two Kingdomes euer may be oneâ— This County of all Scotland is most poore By reason of the outrages before Yet mighty store of Corne I saw there growe And as good grasse as euer man did mowe And as that day I twenty miles did passe I saw eleuen hundred Neat at grasse By which may be coniectur'd at the least That there was sustenance for man and beast And in the Kingdome I haue truly scand There 's many worser parts are bettor mand For in the time that theeuing was in vre The Gentles fled to places more secure And left the poorer sorte t' abide the paine Whilest they could ne'r finde time to turne againe That Shire of Gentlemen is scarce and dainty Yet there 's reliefe in great aboundance plenty Twixt it and England little oddes I see They eate and liue and strong and able bee So much in Verse and now I le change my stile And seriously I 'le write in Prose a while To the purpose then my first nights lodging in Scotland was at a place called Mophot which they say is thirty miles from Carlile but I suppose them to be longer then forty of such miles as are betwixt London and Saint Albanes but indeed the Scots doe allow almost as large measure of their miles as they doe of their drinke for an English Gallon either of Ale or Wine is but their quart and one Scottish mile now and then may well stand for a mile and a halfe or two English but howsoeuer short or long I found that dayes iourney the weariest that euer I footed and at night being come to the Towne I found good ordinary Countrey entertainment my fare and my lodging was sweet and good and might haue serued a farre better man then my selfe although my selfe haue had many times better but this is to be noted that though it rained not all the day yet it was my fortune to be well wet twise for I waded ouer a great riuer called Eske in the morning somewhat more then foure miles distance from Culile in England and at night within two miles of my lodging I was faine to wade ouer the Riuer of Annan in Scotland from which Riuer the County of Annandale hath it's name And whilst I waded on foot my man was mounted on horse-backeâ— like the George without the Dragon But the next morning I arose and left Mophot behind me and that day I traueled twenty one miles to a sory Village called Blithe but I was blithe my selfe to come to any place of harbour or succour for since I was borne I neuer was so weary or so neere being dead with extreme trauell I was founderd and refounderd of all foure and for my better comfort I came so late that I must lodge without doores all night or else in a poore house where the good-wife lay in Child-bed her husband being from home her owne seruant mayde being her nurse A Creature naturally compacted and artificially adorned with an incomparable homelines but as things were I must either take or leaue and necessity made mee enter where we gat Egges and Ale by measure and by tale At last to bed I went my man lying on the floore by mee where in the night there were Pidgeons did very bountifully mute in his face the day being no sooner come and hauing but fifteene miles to Edenborough mounted vpon my ten toes and began first to hobble and after to amble and so being warme I fell to pace by degrees all the way passing thorow a fertill Countrey for Corne and Cattle and about two of the clocke in the afternoone that Wednesday being the thirteenth of August and the day of Clare the Virgin the signe being in Virgo the Moone foure dayes â—old the wind at West I came to take rest at the wished long expected ancient famous City of Edenborough which I entred like Pierce pennilesse altogether monyles but I thanke God not friendlesse for being there for the time of my stay I might borrow if any
but himselfe can speake beside If those that with their damnable intent Intended to blowe vp the Parlament Had had but him and halfe a dozen such In gun-powder 't would sure haue sau'd theÌ„ much For why their toÌ„gs with blown coÌ„bustious words Had done more scath then gunpowder or swords But let him hang vntill his clam'rous tongue Vntwist with smoother garbe this sawcie wrong Yet I imagine some strange secret worke Did in his hanging in the Basket lurke What greater fame could to his glorie rise Then with a rope to trauell t'ward the skies And there to doe his carkasse greatest grace Among the gods to giue him Momus place For Saturne Iupiter and Phaetons Dad Are all enamor'd on this louely lad Mars Venus and the tel-tale Mercurie Doe all desire Tom Coriats company And Luna sure thee 's quite besides her wits Still wauering changing with fantasticke fits T is thought shee neuer will come to her selfe Till shee possesse this worthy worthlesse else For he 's the man that Nature makes her casket To mount the skies in triumph in a basket But out alas my Muse where hast thou bin I should haue kept my selfe at Bosomes Inne And see how I haue scal'd the spungie clowds But t is his worth my meditations crowds To this extrauagant impertinence As being rauisht with his eminence But blame me not for hee 's the gigge of time WhoÌ„ sharpest wits haue whipâ— with sportfull rime And some would wear their sharp-edg'd Muses bluÌ„t If in his praise they longer time should hunt But here 's my comfort I am not alone That vnder this most pondrous burden groane There 's some like me haue in his laud bin bizzie But I haue made my pericranion dizzie To sing the worth of this all wordy squire Whom sea and land and fish and flesh admire And now his contemplation prompts his tong To tune his voyce to a more milder song His tongue that brake the peace must peace procure That like Achilles launce can wound and cure And once more Reader humbly I entreat That I in spowting Prose may now repeat His Oratories smooth-fac'd Epilogue O for some Academicke Pedagogue T' instruct my braine and helpe my art-lesse quill To mount his fame past Gads or Shooters hill 2. Oration THrice valorous followers of a foure times thrice treble more valiant Leader if I had the tongue of Hermes the Prolocutor to the gods or as many singers as hundreâ—-handed Bâ—iareus if surging Neptune were conuerted into inke or the rugged ragged face of our ancient mother Tellus were â—aper yet could not the verbali volubility or elocution of my voyce nor the agility dexterity or facility of my hands nor the spacious vnmeasurable numberlesse white innocent paper no none of all these could either speake write or by any other meanes declare or make a true explanation of the reuerence I beare to your Lordship and the deep heart-gnawing contrition that lyes congealed or conglutinated to my heart Then since out of the imbecillity of my rashnesse and the debility of my capacity I was so farre transported beyond the bounds of patience in all humility with a minde deiected with hands erected with knees genuflected with a heart affected and with a whole microcosme subiected I beg your Lordships gracelesse fauours that although my crime is vnmeasurable yet I hope your Lordship will not forget to become miserable No sooner was this last Oration vtterd bâ—â— that my Lord and all his counsaile mutterd to vnhang Thomas that had talked so wisely Epilogue to M r Coriat Thus to the Ocean of thy boundlesse fame I consecrate these rude vnpolish'd lines To thee whose Muse can men and monsters tame Whose wit the vault of wisdome vndermines Whose poudered phrases with combustions flame Like Glo-wormes in the darkest darke doe shine To them in all Sir reuerence I submit Thou mir'd admired Capcase cramd with wit FINIS MASTER THOMAS CORIAT TO HIS FRIENDS IN ENGLAND SENDS GREETING From Agra the Capitall City of the Dominion of the Great MOGOLL in the Easterne India Printed according to the true Copie of the Letter written with his owne hand in the Persian paper and sent home in the good Ship called the Globe belonging to the Company of East India Merchants With an addition of 200. Verses written by I. T. that like a Gentleman Vsher goes bare before his pragmaticall Prose in commendation of his Trauels SOme may perhaps suppose this Prose is mine But all that know thee will be sworne 't is thine For as 't was said b' a learned Cambridge Scholler Who knows the stile may smel it by the Collet The Prose I sweare is Coriats he did make it And who dares claime it from him let him take it Certaine Verses in commendations of this mirrour of footmanship this Catholique or vniuersall Traueller this European Asian African Pilgrime this well letterd well litterd discouerer and Cosmographicall describer Master Thomas Coriat of Odcombe O Thou whose sharpe toes cut the Globe in quarters Mongst Iews Greeks tyrannizing Tartars Whose glory through the vasty Welkin rumbles And whose great Acts more then mine Muses mumbles Whose rattling Fame Apollo's daughters thunders Midst Africk monsters and mongst Asian wonders Accept these footed Verses I implore thee That here Great Footman goe on foot before thee To â—â—â—g thy praise I would my Muse inforce â—â—â— that alas she is both harsh and hoarse And therefore pardon this my Loues Epistle For though she cannot sing I 'l make her whistle IN PRAISE OF THE AVTHOR MASTER THOMAS CORIAT THou that the world with pleasures ful hast pleasur'd And out of measure many kingdomes measur'd Whilst men like swine doe in their vices wallow And not one dares for 's eares thy steps to follow Not one within the Compasse of the Cope Like thee that dares suruay the Horoscope For who is he that dares call it a lye That thou hast trotted into Italie By th' edge of France and skirts of Spaine th' ast rambled Through Belgia through Germany th' ast ambled And Denmarke Sweden Norway Austria Pruce Poland Hungary Musconia With Thracia and the land of merry Greekes All these and more applaud thee that who seekes Vpon the top of Mount Olympus front Perhaps may see thy name insculp'd vpon 't And he that durst detract thy worth in Europe I wish he may be hang'd vp in a new rope It were a world of businesse to repeat Thy walkes through both the Asiaes lesse great Whereas no doubt but thou hast tane suruay Of China and the kingdome of Caâ—â—y Th' East Indies Persia Parthia Media Armenia and the great Ass-yria Caldea Iurie if we not mistake vs Thou hast o'r-look'd the Sea call'd Mortuus Lacus And I durst venter somewhat for a wager Thou hast seene Ionia Lidia Misia Maior Old Iliums Ruins and the wracks of Priam But of Inuention I alas so dry am I beat my braines and with outragious thumping My lines fall from my pen with
into their Countrey So that he earnestly disswaded me from the iourney if I loued my life and welfare at last he concluded his discourse with me by a summe of mony that he threw downe from a window thorow which he looked out into a sheete tied vp by the foure corners and hanging very neere the ground a hundred pieces of siluer each worth two shillings sterling which counteruailed ten pounds of our English mony this businesse I carried so secretly by the helpe of my Persian that neither our English Ambassadour nor any other of my Countrymen sauing one special priuate and intrinsicall friend had the least inkling of it till I had throughly accomplished my designe for I well knew that our Ambassadour would haue stopped and Barracadoed all my proceeding therein if he might haue had any notice thereof as indeed he signified vnto mee after I had effected my proiect alleaging this forsooth for his reason why he would haue hindred me because it would redound somewhat to the dishonour of our Nation that one of our Countrey should present himselfe in that beggerly and poore fashion to the King out of an insinuating humour to craue money of him But I answered our Ambassadour in that stout and resolute manner after I had ended my businesse that hee was contented to cease nibbling at me neuer had I more need of money in all my life then at that time for in truth I had but twenty shillings sterling left in my purse by reason of a mischance I had in one of the Turkes Cities called Emert in the country of Mesopotamia where a miscreant Turke stripped me of almost all my monyes according as I wrote vnto you in a very large letter the last yeere which I sent from the Court of this mighty Monarch by one of my Countrymen that went home by Sea in an English shippe laden with the commodities of this India which letter I hope came to your hands long since After I had beene with the King I went to a certain Noble and generous Christian of the Armenian race two dayes iourney from the Mogols court to the end to obserue certaine remarkeable matters in the same place to whom by meanes of my Persian tongue I was so welcome that hee entertained me with very ciuill courteous complement and at my departure gaue mee very bountifully twenty pieces of such kind of mony as the King had done before counteruayling forty shillings sterling About ten dayes after that I departed from Azmere the court of the Mogoll Prince to the end to begin my Pilgrimage after my long rest of fourteene moneths backe againe into Persia at what time our Ambassadour gaue mee a piece of Gold of this Kings Coyne worth foure and twenty shillings which I will saue if it bee possible till my ariuall in England so that I haue receiued for beneuolences since I came into this countrey twenty markes sterling sauing two shillings eight pence and by the way vpon the confines of Persia a little before I came into this country three and thirty shillings foure pence in Persian money of my Lady Sherly aâ— this present I haue in the City of Agra where-hence I wrote this letter about twelue pounds sterling which according to my manner of liuing vpon the way at two pence sterling a day for with that proportion I can liue pretty well such is the cheapnesse of all eateable things in Asia drinkable things costing nothing for seldome doe I drinke in my pilgrimage any other liquor then pure water will maintaine me very competently three yeeres in my trauell with meat drinke and clothes Of these gratuities which haue beene giuen me willingly would I send you some part as a demonstration of the filiall loue and affection which euery child bred in ciuility and humility ought to performe to his louing and good mother but the distance of space betwixt this place and England the hazard of mens liues in so long a iourney and also the infidelity of many men who though they liue to come home are vnwilling to render an account of the things they haue receiued doe not a little discourage mee to send any precious token vnto you but if I liue to come one day to Constantinople againe for thither I doe resolue to goe once more by the grace of Christ and therehence to take my passage by land into Christendome ouer renouned Greece I will make choice of some substantiall and faithfull Countriman by whom I will send some prety token as an expression of my dutifull and obedient respect vnto you I haue not had the oportunity to see the King of Persia as yet since I came into this country but I haue resolued to goe to him when I come next into his Territories and to search him out wheresoeuer I can find him in his Kingdome for seeing I can discourse with him in his Persian tongue I doubt not but that going vnto him in the forme of a Pilgrime hee will not onely entertaine me with good words but also bestow some worthy reward vpon me beseeming his dignity and person for which cause I am prouided before-hand with an excellent thing written in the Persian-tongue that I meane to present vnto him and thus I hope to get beneuolences of worthy persons to maintaine me in a competent manner in my whole pilgrimage till come into England which I hold to be as laudable and a more secure course then if I did continuall carry store of mony about mee In the letter which I wrote vnto you by an English ship the last yeere I made relation vnto you both of my iourney from the once holy Hierusalem hither and of the state of this Kings Court and the Customes of this Country therefore I hold it superfluous to repeat the same things againe but what the Countryes are that I meane to see betwixt this and Christendome and how long time I will spend in each country I am vnwilling to aduertise you of at this present desiring rather to signifie that vnto you after I haue performed my designe then before howbeit in few words I will tell you of certaine Cities of great renoune in former times but now partly ruined that I resolue by Gods helpe to see in Asia where I now am namely ancient Babylon and Nimrods Tower some few miles from Niniue and in the same the Sepulcher of the Prophet Ionas spacious and goodly Câ—â— in Egypt heretofore Memphis vpon the famous Riuer Nilus where Moses Aaron and the children of Israel liued with K. Pharaoh whose ruined Palace is shewed there till this day and a world of other moueable things as memorable as any City of the whole world yeeldeth sauing onely Ierusalem but in none of these or any other Cities of note doe I determine to linger as I haue done in other places as in Constantinople and Azmere in this Easterne India onely some few daies will I tarry in a principall citie of fame to obserue euery
full of filiall piety and officious respect I haue written two letters to my Vncle Williams since I came forth of England and no more whereof one from the Mogols Court the last yeere iust at the same time that I wrote vnto you and another now which I sent iointly by the same Messenger that carried yours out of India by Sea Once more I recommend you and all our hearty wel-willers and friends to the gracious tuition of the Lord of Hosts I pray you remember my duty to Master Hancocke that reuerend and Apostolicall good old man and his wife if they are yet liuing to their Sonnes Thomas and Iohn and their Wiues The Author of the Verse takes leaue of the Author of the Prose desiring rather to see him then to beare from him THose Rimes before thy meaning doth vnclose Which men perhaps haue bluÌ„dred ore in Prose And 't is a doubt to me whose paines is more Thou that didst write or they that read them o're My Scullers muse without or Art or Skill In humble seruice with a Gooses quill Hath tane this needlesse fruitlesse paines for thee Not knowing when thou l't doe as much for me But this is not the first nor shall not be The last I hope that I shall write for thee For wheÌ„ newes thou wast drown'd did hither come I wrote a mournefull Epicedium And after when I heard it was a lye I wrote of thy suruiuing presently Laugh and be fat the Scullers booke and this Shew how my minde to thee addicted is My loue thee hath euermore beene such That in thy praise I ne'r can write too much And much I long to see thee here againe That I may welcome thee in such a straine That shall euen cracke my pulsiue pia mater In warbling thy renowne by land and water Then shall the Fame which thou hast won on foot Mongst HeatheÌ„s Iews Turks Negroes black as soot Ride on my best Inuention like an asse To the amazement of each Owliglasse Till when fare well if thou canst get good fare Content's a feast although the feast be bare Let Eolus and Neptune be combinde With Sea auspicious and officious winde In thy returne with speed to blow thee backe That we may laugh lie downe and mourne in Sacke Iohn Taylor A Bawd A vertuous Bawd a modest Bawd As Shee Deserues reproue or else applaud DEDICATED TO THE NEITHER NOBLE OR JGNOBLE LORD OR LADY KIND OR CRVELL learned or ignorant curteous or currish Christian or Barbarian Man or Woman rich or poore but to all and euery one in generall and particular MOnsieur and Madam Hydra to your many heads and variety of Censures I haue made bold to dedicate a poore harmelesse modest honest and innocent Bawd I know great persons of worth and honour are daily so visited with penurious shreds of Schollership fragments of Hexameters and Pentameters scraps of Poetry the Scum and dreggs of wit and the froth and lees of wisdome one salutes my Lords Lordship at Breakefast with a funerall Elegie lamentably written and is most miserably rewarded for his kindnesse Another bunts out his Worships vngentlemanly Knighthood hauing most intolerably belaboured his name with an Acrosticke or Anagram which out of his vacuity of worthinesse hee rewards with not a peny A third hath belyed such a Lady or Gentle womans beauty and qualities in most abominable fashion setting her forth for faire and vertuous for the which hee is rewarded according to the subiect hee wrote of and his owne demerits with as much as comes to nothing For these and some ether respects I thought it not fit to desire the patronage of any one person in particular it being a subiect that is common to all for all or any As men are dispersed uniuersally through the world so a Bawd being an vniuersall creature whose function is publikely scattered I thought it not pertinent or accommodating that shee should be priuately protected by any Therefore at shee hath beene and is for all so I dedicate her to all knowing that all are better able to reward the Poet then one alone And this is further to aduertise the Reader that where I doe speake of spirituall Bawds Bawdry Adultery or Fornication that I haue auoyded prophanity obseenity scurrility and all manner of inciuilitie or indecency not meddling with religion at all bâ—t with a pittifull derision and merry reprehension explaining the abuses soppish and sottish corruptions that like so many Cankers or Caterpillers haue and doe daily eate consume and putrifie both the Puritie and Pietie of that Religion which boasts it selfe to be most Primitiue and Catholike For the other part of this Booke or Bawd shee is altogether ciuill or temporall being not troubled so much as with one good Ecclesiasticall word but meerely Paradoxicall setting forth ther are and singular vertues of a Bawd wherein if any of my Readers can picke any pleasure it is an apparant signe they haue some wit and if they reape any profit let them either thanke me in words or elsereward mee with silence Yours so farre and no further then you are mine IOHN TAYLOR A Bawd MY Verse is honest seemely neat and cleane Yet is my Theame polluted and obsceane He touch foule pitch yet will not be defilde My Muse shall wade through dirt and not be soild The Sun on noysome Dunghils shines as well As on faire flowers that doe fragrant smell The Ayre by which wee liue doth euery where Breathe still alike vpon the poore and Peere The Sea beares many an old despised * VVitnesse my paper Boat Boat Yet on the Sea the best ships doe but float And Earth allowes to all her scatterd brood Food Clothes and lodging to the bad and good Yet Sun Ayre Sea nor Earth receiue disgrace By any bounty which they giue the base Euen so my Muse free from all foule intetnts Doth take eâ—â—â—ple from the Elements In laying better studies by a while And in clean fashion write a beastly stile Yet will I not my sense or meaning marre With tearmes obscure or phrases fetcht from farre Nor will I any way equiuocate With words sophisticall or intricate Vtopian-Fustianisme poore heathen Greeke To put my Readers wits to groape and seeke Small eloquence men must expect from me My Schollership will name things as they be I thinke it good plaine English without fraud To call a Spade a Spade a Bawd a Bawd Two little Pamphlets I haue wrote before Which I was bold to call a Thiefe and Whore Yet was my Whore so chaste that shee had not From end to end one foule offensiue spot Nor did my Thiefe from any man purloyne Or liu'd by filching either goods or coyne And now by chance it came into my mind That with the Bawd my pen was much behind â—â—y Where was honest and my Thiefe was true And in this sort I le giue the Bawd her due â—range fruit from my poore barren labours springs â—â— modestly must vse immodest things
labours and takes paine May with a better Conscience sleepe in bed Then he that is with ill got thousands sped So well I like it and such loue I owe Vnto it that I 'll fall againe to Rowe 'T will keepe my health from falling to decay Get money and chase Idlenesse away I 'm sure it for Antiquity hath stood Since the worlds drowning vniuersall Flood And howsoeuer now it rise or fall The Boate in Noahs Deluge carried all And though our wits be like our purses bare With any Company wee 'll make compare To write a Verse prouided that they be No better skild in Schollership then wee And then come one come thousands nay come all And for a wager wee 'll to Versing fall Epilogue to those that know what they haue read and how to censure TO you whose eares and eyes haue heard seene This little pamphlet and can iudge betweene That which is good or tol'rable or ill If I with Artlesse Nature wanting skill Haue writ but ought that may your thoughts content My Muse hath then accomplisht her intent Your fauors can preserue me but your frownes My poore inuentions in obliuion drownes With tolerable friendship let me craue You will not seeke to spill what you may saue But for the wrymouth'd Critick that hath read That mewes puh's and shakes his brainlesse head And saies my education or my state Doth make my verse esteem'd at lower rate To such a one this answer I doe send And bid him mend before he discommend His Enuy vnto me will fauours prooue The hatred of a foole breeds wise-mens loue My Muse is iocund that her labours merits To be malign'd and scornd by Enuious spirits Thus humbly I craue pardon of the best Which being gaind Sir reuerence for the rest FINIS A MEMORIALL OF ALL THE ENGLISH MONARCHS being in number 151. from Brute to King CHARLES TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE LIONEL Lord Viscount Cranefield Earle of Middlesex c. MY humble Muse in lofty manner sings a The y. Kingdomes were 1. Kent 2 â—â—â— Sussx and Surry 3 â—â—â—â— â—â—â— Norfolke and Cambridge-shire 4 â—â—â—â—â—â— â—â—â— Somersetshire and Corneâ—â—â— 5 Mertia Glostershire Hertfordshire Worcester Shraâ—â—â— Staffordshire Cheshire Warwike Leycester North Oxford Buckingham Bedford and halfe Hartfordshire 6 East-Saxon Essex Middlesex and halfe Hartfordshire 7 Northumberland diuided to two Kingdomes Deyrs and all brought to one Monarchy by Eghert King of saeâ—â—â— and called England 1968. yeeres after Brute A Catalogue of Englands mighty Kings At first I do begin with Troian BRVTE And following Chronicles I do dispute Proceeding briefely with their Raignes and Names Till these blest dayes of our best Monarch IAMES T is but an Argument that 's written here That in such time such and such Princes were But he that meanes their Actions were to know May read Boetius Hollinshed or Stow Or our true labouring Moderne Master How Which Authors Learned Iudgement do allow Or if you le see how former times doe runne Reade the laborious paines of Middleton We haue had Kings since Brute of royall Blood One hundred forty sixe some bad some good Foure Queenes in all this time did only Raigne Whose Memories in Histories remaine So in two thousand and seuen hundred yeeres We had thrice 50 Princes it appeares This Kingdome here was fiue times won and lost And Kings as God decreed oft chang'd and tost Sometimes one swaid the Scepter sometime twaine And sometime seuen at once did rule and raigne Till sixe by bloudy warres lost life and throne And valiant Egbert ioyn'd them all in one But since through Heauens high prouidence I see T is growne more great and greater like to be Long may He liue by whom in one 't is guided And may they sinke that wish't againe diuided â—â—â—e Noble Lord with good acceptance take â— Poem for the Royall Subiects sake â—â—though it be not compleate as it should â—â—with it and accept of what I could â—â—â—â—â— matter 's worthy though the manner 's poore Which makes me heere your Patronage implore And may you be externall and internall Blest and aduanc'd to happinesse eternall Your Honours in all obseruance to be commanded Iohn Taylor BRVTE THE FIRST KING OF BRITTAINE began his Reigne 1. BRVTE â—â—â—â—â—â—munds 2858. Before Christ 1108. AENE AS from subuerted Troy exilde In Tuscais wedded King Latinus childe By whom the Realme of Italy he gain'd And after he had 3. yeeres fully raign'd He died and left Ascanius in his stead To whom Siluius Posthumus did succeed From which Posthumus Royall loynes did spring â—â—â— Great Brutus Brittaines first commanding King The people then were here all voyd of pride Borne Naked Naked liu'd and Naked dy'd Three Sonnes Brute left Locrinus was his Heire To England Cambria Wales was Cambers share To Albanact the youngest 't was his lot To sway the Scepter of the valiant Scot. Thus 'mongst his Sonnes this Ile he did diuide And after twenty foure yeeres Reigne he dy'd Brute being of the age of 15 yeeres as he shot at a wild beast the arrow glanced unfortunately and slew his Father Sinius AEneas for the which he was exiled and came on this â—â—â—â—â— then called Albyon I follow the common opinion for many Writers doe neither write or allow of Brutes being here accounting it a dishonor for our Nation to haue originall from a Paâ—â—â—ide and one that deriued his descent from the Goddesse alias strumpet Venus Howsoeuer Histories are obseured and clouded with ambiguities some burnt left defaced by antiquity and some abused by the malice ignorance or partialitie of Writers so that truth is hard to be found Amongst all which variations of Times and Writers I must conclude there was a BRVTE Locrine 20. yeeres 1034. LOcrinus Eldest of old Brutus Sonnes By Valour vanquisht the inuading Hunnes He chas'd them their power did quite confound And their King Humber was in a The Riuer of Humber tooke the name from the drowned King of the Huns now Hungarians Humber drownd This Locrine had a Queene faire b Guendoline was daughter vnto Corineus Duke of Cornewall Estrild was a beautious Lady of King Humbers whom Locrinus tooke prisoner Guendolin Yet folly led him to the Paphaean sinne Besotted sence and blood with lust inflam'd He lou'd a beautie Beautious Estrild nam'd By whom he had a Daughter Sabrin hight In whome the King had whole and sole delight For which the Queene made war vpon her Lord And in the Fight she put him to the Sword And after a reuengefull bloody slaughter Queene Guendoline tooke Estrild and her daughter And drownd them both to quéch her ielous flame And so from Sabrine Seauerne got the name Yeeres before Christ. Q. Guendoline 1064. About this time Saul was King of Israel VVHen 15. yeeres this Queen'had wisely raign'd She dy'd then her Son the kingdome gain'd Queene Guendoline was allowed the gouernment in her Sonne Madans minority whose prudent reigne is applausefully recorded in histories Madan
12 Offa 13 Sâ—lred 14 Suthred 5 Northumberland was sometimes diuided into two kingdomes It contained the â—â—ies of Yorkshire Durham Lancashire Westâ—land Cumberland and Northumberland this Kingdome beganne in the yeere of our Lord â—7 and expired in 926. continuing 379. â—eeres vnder 23 Kings whose names were 1 â—â— 2 Adâ—â—a 3 Theodwald 4 Frethulfe 5 Theâ—â—â—â—â—â—ick 6 Ethelrick 7 Ethelâ—rid 8 Edwin 9 Osâ—â—â— 10 Oswy 11 Egfrid 12 Alkfrid 13 Ofred 14 â—â—red 15 Oswolfe 16 Ceolnuph 17 Egbert 18 Oswicke 19 Edilwald 20 Alured 21 Ethelâ—â—â— 22 Alswald 23 Osred Amongst these â—dwin was their first Christian King 6 The East Angles vnder 15 seuerall Kings continued 353 yeeres beginning in Anno 575. â—â—d ended in 914. their Territories were â—â—lolke Norfolk Cambridgeshire and the â—â— of Ely their Kings names were 1 Vffa 2 â—â—â—lus 3 Redwald their first Christian King â—â—â—wold 5 Sigebert 6 Egrik 7 Anna 8 â—â—â—bert 9 Ethwald 10 Aldwolâ—e 11 Aswald 12 Beorn 13 Ethelred 14 Ethelbert 15 Edmund â—â—â— The seuenth Kingdome were the Merâ—â—â—â—â—â— who had 20 Kings and 17 shires â—nder their command their Kings wereâ—â— Creda 2 Wibba 3 Cheorle 4 Penda 5 Peada â—heir first Christian King 6 Wolfere 7 â—â—helred 8 Kenred 9 Chelred 10 Ethebald 11 Offa 12 Egfrid 13 Kenwolfe 14 Kenelme 15 Chelwolfe 16 Bernulfe 17 Ludecan 18 â—â—itlafe 19 Bertwolfe 20 Burdred Their â—ounds and dominions were 17 Counties as of Northampton Leister Darby Lincolne Huntington Rutland Notingham Cheshire Oxfordshire Staffordshire Worcestershire Glostershire Shropshire Warwickeshire Bedfordshire Buckinghamshire and â—artfordshire Yeeres after Christ. 98 Vortiporus 578. 99 Malgo 581. THis Vortipore from good Kings did decline Kept his wiues Daughter as his Concubine And Malgo pâ—t his Wiâ—â—e to broady slaughter To liue in â—ncest with his brothers Daughter About this time Augustine the Monke Mellitus Iustus and Iohn all â—â—â— men came from Rome and preached the Gospell to the English mâ—n Vortipore reigned 4. yeeres Malgo his raignâ—â— was short and wicked 100. Careticus 586. GVrmundus hither out of Ireland came And with the Saxons ioyn'd with sword and flame The King to Wales did flye his ifeâ—tâ— saue Whereas he chang'd his Kingdome for a Graue He reigned 3. yeeres and now the Saxons had all England the Brittaines and their Kings being expulsed and chased to the West sides of the Riuers Seauerne and Dâ—â— Cadwane 613. THis Cadwane did the Saxon â—orce withstand Of Ethelfridus of Northumberland And made him to entreate and sue for peace Raign'd two and twenty yeeres then did decease Yeeres before Christ. 102. Cadwallin 635. CAdwallin slew King Edwin Egfrids Sonne He Penda Merciaes King did ouer-runne He neuer fought but Conquest home did bring And eight and forty yeeres did raigne a King Cadwallin was buried at London in Saint Martins Church neere Ludgate 103. Cadwallader 685. THis King renowned was both neere and farre The last of Brittaines Kings Cadwallader The name of Brittaine was quite alterd then The Kings of England subiects Englishmen Then in this Land of Kings there raign'd so many That Subiects knew not to obey all or any Their names and times of raigne I meane to tell Should I write more my Book too big would swell Here the inhabitants lost the name of Brittaines the land being called Anglia or England and the people Englishmen 687. Cadwallader left his Crowne went to Rome and dyed there These Kings following were of the West Saxons 726 Ethelard was King of the West Saxons Yeeres before Christ. 740. Cuthred succeeded him 757. Sigebert next him was slainâ— by a Swineheard 758. Kenulphus was slaine by Kinsman of Sigebert 786. Brithricus In his time iâ— rained blood IN the 800. yeere of Christ the Danes landed at Poâ—â—land but Brithricus beat them backe and afterâ—â—â—â— was poysoned by his wife Ethelburga Egbriâ—us King of West-Saxons 839. â—â—â— 839. Adelnulphus ouercame â—â— Danes that came to inuaâ—e the Kingdome with 350. ships 857. Athelbald Yeeres after Christ. 860. Athelbrict 866. Etheldrid 872. AElfred 900. Edward surnamed Seâ—ior Heere end the Kings of the West-Saxons now follow the Kings of Britaine 104. Athelstane reigned 15. yeeres 905. THis King did tame the Welsh the Danes subdu'd He conquered Scotland and the Marches rude The Danish Gyant Colebrand in Hyde-meads â—y Gâ—y the Earle of Warwick was struck dead King Athelstane was crowned at Kingstone hee fought this Land againe to one sole Monarchy hee was buried at Mâ—lâ—â—â—bury Yeeres after Christ. 105. Edmund 940. 106. Eldred 640. EDmund reign'd next his brother Athelstane And after fiue yeeres was vntimely slaine Nine yeeres was Eldrid Englands King instil'd Th' insulting Danes he from this Realme exilde Edmund was buried at Glastenbury Eldred was brother to Edmund hee was crowned as Kingstone hee expelled the Danes and was buried at Winchester 107. Edwin 955. 108 Edgar 959. THen Edwin as his right obtain'd the Crowne For Rape and brutish Lust he was put downe His brother Edger a man iust and wiâ—e By Edwins fall vnto the Throne did rise The Church and Commonweâ—le long time deform'd He by his Iustice and good Lawes reform'd Raign'd sixteen yeeres and then by death assail'd As he had liu'd belou'd he dy'd bewail'd Edwin was Eldreds kinsman crowned a Kingstone he deftowred his owne kinswoman and slew her husband for which â—â—â— acts hee was deposed of all Kingly dignity and his brother Edgar was in his stead crowned at Bathâ— Edgar had 3600 skips to withstand the inuasion of his enemies hee founded and repaired 47. religious houses hee was buried at Glastenbury 109 Edward 975. 110 Etheldred 978. EDward was slain by his accurst Stepmother Ayded by Etheldred his cruell brother This Etheldred caus'd all the Danes be slaine And dyed the thirty eightth yeere of his raigne He was crowned at Kingstone be reigned 3. yeeres and was buried at Shaftsbury Etheldred was buried in St. Pauls Church in London 111 Edmond Irònside 1016. THe Danes came to reuenge with sword and fire Both Kings to Combat single did desire On equall tormes their valours both were tride In loue the Realme betwixt them they deuide Edricus a traitor murdered King Edmond Ironside for the which Canutus the Dane caused him to bee tormented to death griâ—â—uously as he deserued 112 Canutus 1018. THis mighty Danish King foure Kingdomes held Danes Norway England Scotland he compeld Taxes and toles he rais'd in England here And dyed when he had gouern'd twenty yeere In Canutus his raigne the Danes possessed all England he â—â—â—â— buried at Winchester 113 Harold 1038. 114 Hardianutus 1041. HArold from England did exile his Mother And kild Allured his King and his Brother Hardianutus then the Crowne obtain'd Who quaâ—â—ing died when he 3. yeeres had raign'd Harold was a Tyrant hee was called Hartfoott â—â— hâ—â—â—â—â—â—â— running be murdered Prince Allured hee raigned three yeeres and was buried at Westminster Hee caused the body of Harold to be digged out of the graue and cast into the Thames in reuenge of his brother Allureds death he
at my returne which now I haue performed not out of any malice but because I would be as good as my word with him Thus crauing you to reade if you like and like as you lift I leaue you a Booke much like a pratling Gossip full of many words to small purpose Yours as you are mine IOHN TAYLOR TAYLORS TRAVELS From the Cittie of LONDON in England to the Cittie of PRAGVE in Bohemia WITH The manner of his abode there three Weekes his Obseruations there and his returne from thence AS ALSO How hee past 600. Miles downe the Riuer of Elue through Bohemia Saxonie Anhalt the Byshopricke of Magdenburg Brandenburg Hamburgh and so to England With many Relations worthy of note I Came from Bohem yet no newes I bring Of busines 'twixt the Keysar and the King My Muse dares not ascend the lofty staires Of state or write of Princes great affaires And as for newes of battels or of War Were England from Bohemia thrice as far Yet we doe know or seeme to know more heere This was is or will be euer knowne there At Ordinaries and at Barbar-shops There tidings vented are as thicks as hops Hyu many thousand such a day were slaine What men of more were in the battle ta'us When where and how the bloody fight begun And â—â—â— such scences and such Townes were won How so and so the Armies brauely met And which side glorious victorie did get The moneth the weeks the day the very hours And â—â—â— they did oppose each others powre These things in England prating fooles dee chatter When all Bohemia knowes of no such matter For all this Summer that is gone and past Vntill the first day of October last The armies neuer did together meet Nor scorce their eye-sight did each other greet The fault is neither in the foot or horse Of the right valiant braue Bohemian force From place to place they daily seeke the foe They march and remarch watch ward ride run goe And grieuing so to waste the time away Thirst for the hazard of a glorious day But still the Enemy doth play boe peepe And thinkes it best in a whole skin to sleepe For neither martiall policie or might Or any meanes can draw the foe to fight And now and then they conquer speele and pillage Some for thatcht houses or some pelting Village And to their trenches run away againe Where they like Foxes in their holes remaine Thinking by lingring out the warres in length To weaken and decay the Beamish strength This is the newes which now I meane to books He that will needs haue more must needs goe looke Thus leauing warres and matters of high state To those that dare and knowes how to relate I 'le onely write how I past heere and there And what I haue obserued euery where I 'le truely write what I haue heard and eyed And those that will not so be satisfied I as I meet them will some tales deuise And fill their eares by word of mouth with lies THe Mouth that beares a mighty Emp'rers name Augustus bight I passed downe the streame Friday the fourth just sixteene hundred twenty Full Moone the signe in Pisees that time went I The next day being Saturday a day Which all Great Brittaine well remember way When all with thankes doe annually combine Vntoth ' Almighty maiesty diuine Because that day in a most happy season Our Soueraigne was preseru'd from Gouties treason Therefore to Churches people doe repaire And offer sacrifice of praise and prayer With Bels and beâ—fires euery towne addressing And to our gracious King their loues expressing On that day when in euery nooke and angle Faâ—gets and banins smoak'd and bels did â—angle Onely at Graues end why I cannot tell There was no sparke of fire or sound of bell Their â—eepls like an instrument unstrung Seem'd as I wish all scolds without a tongue Their bonfires colder then the greatest frost Or chiller then their charities almost Which I perceiuing said I much did muse That Graues-end did forget the thankefull vse Which all the townes in England did obserue And cause I did the King of Britaine serue I and my fellow forour Masters sake Would neere the water side abâ—fire make With that a Scotchman Tompson by his name Bestowed foure forgets to encrease the flame At which to kindle all a Graues-end Baker Bestowed his bauiâ—e and was our partaker We eighteene feete from any house retir'd Where we a Iury of good Faggots fir'd But e're the flames or scarce the smoake began There came the fearefull shadow of a man The Ghost or Image of a Constable Whose franticke actions downeright dance-stable Arm'd out of France and Spaine with Bacchus bounty Of which there 's plenty in the Kentish County His addle coxcombs with tobacco puff'd His guts with â—â—â— full bumbasted and stuff'd And though halfe blind yet in a looking glasse He could perceiue the figure of an Asse And as his slauering chaps non since did flutter His breath like to a jakes a â—â—â— did vtter His legs indenting scarcely could beare vp His drunken trunke o'er charg'd with many a cup This riff raff rubbish that could hardly stand Hauing a staffe of office in his hand Came to vs as our fire began to smother Throwing some faggots one way some another And in the Kings name did first breake the peace Commanding that our banfire should succease The Scotchman angry as this rudenesse done The scatlered faggots be againe layd on Which made the â—â—my Constable goe to him And punch him on the brest and outrage doe him At which a cuffe or twaine were giuen or lent About the eares which neither did content But then to be are bow fearefull be asse braid With what a hideous noyse be howld for ayde That all the â—â—â— in Graues-end in one houre Turn'd either good bad strong small sweet or soure And then a kenuell of incarnate currs Hang'd on poore Thompson no like so many burrs Haling him vp the dirty streets all foule Like Diuels pulling a condemned foule The Iaylor like the grand den'â— gladly sees And with an itching hope of â—â—â—s and fees Thinking the Constable and his sweet selfe Might drinke and quaffe with that ill gotten pelfe For why such beunds as these may if they will Vnder the shew of good turne good to ill And with authority the peace first breake With Lordly domineering â—â—â— the weake Committing oft they care not whom or why So they may exercise themselues thereby And with the Iaylor share both fee and fine Drowning their damned gaine in smoaks and wine Thus hiredings Constables and Iaylors may Abuse the Kings liege people night and day I say they may I say not they doe so And they know best of they doe so or no They hal'd poore Thompson all along the street Tearing him that the ground scarce touch'd his feet Which be perceiuing did request them cease Their rudenesse vowing he would goe in peace He would with quietnesse
pickt the purse damn'd the Soule Because they knew the Pope and all his crue Hâ—â— hounds whoÌ„ heauern in rage on earth did spue And in a word they thus were ouer-trod Because they truly seru'd the liuing God This was the maine and onely cause of all Because they would not offer vnto Bâ—el The Popes outragious and couragious actor Was Bishop Bonner hells most trusty factor Romes hangman and the firebrand of this Realme That with a sloud of bloud did ouerwhelme The true beleeuers of Gods holy truth He burchered not regarding age or youth With him was ioyn'd a man almost as ill Who tooke delight Gods seruants bleud to spill Cal'd Stephen Gardner Englands Chanceller And Bishop of the Sea of Winchester These two did striue each other to excell Who should doe greatest seruice vnto Hell Vntill at last God heard his seruants cry And each of them did die immediately Thus when Iâ—honah heard the iust complaints Of his beloued poore afflicted Saints Then this too cruell Pope defending Queene The bloudiest Princesse that this land hath seene She did decease and persecution ceast And tired wofullâ— Englands purchast rest Queene Mary being dead her welcome death Reuin'd our ioyes in blest ELIZABETH Innumerable were her woes and cares Abundance were the subtill wiles and snares Which Sathan and his Ministers oft laid To reaue the life of that most harmelesse Maid She was accus'd abus'd reuil'd miscal'd She was from prison vnto prison hal'd Long in the Tower she shas close prisner shut Her louing seruants all way were put From thence to Windsor thence to Woodstocke sent Closely mewd vp from all the worlds content But God whose mercies euer did defend her Did in her greatest Sorrow comfort send her He did behold her from his Throne on hie And kept her as the apple of his eye Let Hell and Hell-hounds still attempt to spill Yet the Almighty guards his Seruants still And he at lest did ease her Sorrowes mone And rais'd her to her lawfall awfull throne This Royall Deborah this Princely Dame Whose life made all the world admire her fame As Iudith in Bet hâ—lias same was spread For cutting off great Holophernès head So our Eliza stoutly did begin Vntopping and beheading Romish sin Shee purg'd the Land of Papistryâ—agen Shee liu'd belou'd of God admir'd of men Shee made the Antichristian Kingdome quake She made the mighty power of Spaine to shake As farre as Sunne and Moone dispears'd her Rayes So farre and farther went her matchlesse praise She was at home abroad in euery part Loadstar and Loadstone to each eye and heart Supported onely by Gods powerfull hand She foure and forty yeares did rule this Land And then she lest her Royall Princely Seat She chang'd earths greatnesse to be heauenly great Thus did this Westerne Worlds great wouder dye She fell from height to be aduanc'd more hie Terrestriall Kings and Kingdomes all must fade Then blest is she that is immortall made Her death fild woefull England full of feares The Papists long'd for change with itching eares For her decease was all their onely hope To raise againe the doctrine of the Pope But he whose power is all omnipotent Diâ— their vnhappy hopelesse hopes preuent Succession lawfully did leaue the Crowne Vnto a Prince whose vertue and Renowne And learning did out-stripall Kings as sarre As doth the Sunne obseure a little starre What man that is but man could bassâ— more Romes seauenâ—headed purple beastly Whore How wisely hath he Bellarmine conâ—uted And how diuinely hath'he ost dispated How zealously he did Cods faith desend How often on Gods word he did attend How clement pious and how gracious good Was he as fits the greatnesse of his bloud Were 't not for him how should the Muâ—â—s doe He was their patterne and their patron too He was th' Apollo from whose radient Beames The quinteffence of Poetry our-streames And from the splendor of his piercing rayes A world of worthy writers won the bayes Yet all the worthy vertues so transparent And so well knowne to be in him inharent Could not perswade the Papists leaue their strife With cursed treasons to attempt his life For when their disputations helpt them not They would dispute in a damn'd powder plot In which the Romists went beyond the deuill For Hell could not inuent a plot so euill But he that plac'd him on his royall Throne The God of Iacob Iudahs holy one That God for Iesus sake I doe beseech With humble heart and with vnfained speech That he or his may Britaines Scepter sway Till time the world and all things passe away But now he 's gone into Eternall blissÌ„e Crowneâ— And with Eternall glory crowned is Long may King CHARLES weare Britaines royall And heauens best blessings raise his high Renowne FINIS GODS MANIFOLD MERCIES IN THESE MIRACVLOVS DELIverances of our Church of England from the yeare 1565. vntill this present 1630. particularly and briefly Described IOSHVA 4.21 22. 24. When your Children shall aske their Fathers in time to come What meaneth this Pillar Then yee shall let your Children know saying THESE ARE THE DELIVERIES WHICH GOD HATH VOVCHSAFED TO HIS CHVRCH IN ENGLAND SINCE THE BEGINNING OF QVEENE ELIZABETHS RAIGNE TO THIS DAY That all the People of the Earth might know the hand of the Lord that it is mightie that yee might feare the Lord your God for euer THere was a Bull in Rome was long a breeding Which Bull prou'd little better then a Calfe Was sent to England for some better feeding To fatten in his Holinesse behalfe The vertues that this Beast of Babell had In thundring manner was to banne and curse Raile at the Queene as it were raging mad Yet God be thanked she was ne're the worse The goodly Sire of it was Impious * Pius the fufh of that name Pope of Rome piuâ— Hee taught it learnedly to curse and banne And to our faces boldly to defie vs. It madly ouer England quickly ranne But what succeâ—â—e it had reade more and see The fruits of it herevnder written be This Bull did excommunicate and curse the Queene â—â—depâ—â—eth her from her Crowne it proclaimed her an Hereâ—â—â—â— it cursed all such as loued her it threatned damnation to all subiects as durâ—t obey her and it promised the kingdome of heauen to those that would oppose and kill her This was the effect and nature of this Popish Beast which all wise godly and vnder standing men did deride and contemne 1. A Priest call'd Moortâ—n by the Pope assign'd Northumberland and Westmerland seduceth With whom the Duke of * Duke of Norfolke and Earle of Northumberland beheaded Earle of Westmorland fled Norfolke is combin'd The whilst the Pope nocost or charge refuseth But pawnes his challices his Beads and Crosses Giues them his gracelesse blessing for their ayde The fruit where of were heads and honors losses God still defending Englands Royall Maid Thus we by proofe must thankefully confesse That where the pope doth
curse there God doth blesse year 1569 2. Dou Iohn * He was Brother to the King of Spaine and failing of the hope be had to be Crowned King of Tums be practiseth to inuade England Wherof sailing he dyes for griefe of Austriâ— whom the pope incites Our Queene and kingdome both to Capâ—uate And whilst he warre prepares with subâ—ll slights A fained peace he doth capâ—â—ulate Nay more he doth perpetuall peace proclaime Thereby to make vs sleepe the more secure But Gods great Mercy made him misse his aime And what he thought most certaine proud vnsure This plot of our inuasion thus orethrowne Don Iohns ambition with his life did end Whereby th' Almighty to the world makes known That he his Church will euermore defend His vine she is his power doth guard her round And all her Enemies he will confound year 1578 3. Romes malice and Spaines practice still concurs To vexe and trouble blest Elizabeth With Sâ—nkâ—lâ—y they combine to raise new stirs And Ireland bragging sinkely promiseth To giue vnto the popes braue Bastard Sonne Iames ' Boncatnâ—agâ—â— an ambitious boy And Stâ—â—ely from the pope a prize hath Wonne A holy Peacocks Iaile a proper toy But Stâ—â—ely was in Maurstania slaine In that great battâ—ll at Alcazor fought Whereby we see his power doth still defend Hâ—â— Church which on his mercy doth depend year 1578 Pope Gregory and the king of Spaine Conspire to â—â—â—â— Rebellâ—â—â— in Ireland by meanes of Thomas Stukeâ—â—an Englishâ— can who was slainem the field with three Kings with â—â—â—â—â— 4. An English Priest call'd Nicholas Saunders next A consecrated Banner gets from Rome And like a trayterons wretch mistakes his text Rebelliously doth into Ireland come He with the Desmons ioynes in bloudy manner And when * Iohn Desmond was brother to the Earle of Desmond Iohn Desmond murther did commit Then by the vertue of his bable banner Applauded it and did the crime remit This good successe Romes fâ—â—â—â— pâ—r 〈…〉 had The Earle was by a common â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— And * Saunders râ—n mad in the wild Mountains Woods and bogs of Ireland and dyed by â—â—â— Saunders pind◠〈…〉 â—â—â—â— His conscience with 〈…〉 Thus treason is accordinglâ— rewaâ—â—â— And still the Church of Godby â—â—â— is guarded year 1579 5. Pâ—rsons and Campion a most wicked brace Of English Tâ—aâ—ors Roâ—â—â—â—h â—eâ—uites Get from the Pope the fauour and the grace To play in England the â—â—earâ—â—â—â—ites Frâ—e leaue they from his Holinesse obtaine To draw true subiects from their loyalty To make our Kingdome vaâ—â—all vnto Spaine And to depoâ—â— the Queene from Royalty At last despight the blessing of the pope Their plots were knoâ— ne and qvickely Parsons â—iâ—d But Campion dy'd at Tyburne in a Rope Hang'd all as ' t is supposed but the head God still the practice and the p'ots orethrowes Oâ— his most deare beloued churches foes year 1581 These â—esuites walked in disguise hâ—ve long before they were taken sometimes like swaggeâ—â—g Ruffians sometimes like Ministers sometimes like Noblemen sometimes like souldiers and sometimes like Aparators 6. Here Soâ—â—eruiâ—â— an English Gentleman Seduc'd by Romesh Priests the Queene to kill Attempts it in the despurat ' â— sort he can And with a drawne Sword runs her bloud to spill But by the way with one or two he met Who did oppose him and his damn'd intent Whilst like a mad man he gan rage and fâ—et At those that did the mischiefe then preuent But â—ane he was and closâ— in prison pent There to remaine till Iustice him should trye And then to haue deâ—erued punishment That others might example take thereby But Sommerâ—â—â— was strangled in the layle Thus God to guard his Church doth neuer faile year 1583 It was thought that Sommeruill was strangled by some that set him on works for fearâ— least his conâ—ession might haue preferred them to the Gaâ—â—owes 7. Mendoza here Ambassador for Spaine Foule treaâ—on with Throckmorton practiseth To moue sedition raise a warlike trains Inuade the Realme depose Elizabeth Mendoza is discoutred and disgrac'd And out of England in disgrace was thrust Whilst in each hand he hath a Letter plac'd Which he had got from Traitors most vniust In one of them was written all the Names Of English Lords that did the Pope affect In th' other all the Hauens and the streames For shipping and our foes how to direct But God his Church our Queene and Realme desended Thrâ—gmorton hang'd and quarter'd all was ended year 1584 In these dangerous times the Queenes mercit was very great towards the Priests and Iesâ—â—es for shee commanded that the seueritie of the Law might bee mittigaâ—ed towards them 8. The Remish Vipers neuer taking rest Most dangerous Letters trait eroâ—sly were writ That foraigne Princes England might moleâ—t The bâ—arer was a * His name was Creighton being taken at Sea he cast his Letters torne in pieces into the Sea for feare of being discouered but the Winde blow them into the Ship againe Scottish â—osâ—ite Who by Dutch Pyrates on the Sea was tane His Letters tornâ— hee ouer boord did fling But the Winde blowing from the raging Maine The Papers backe into the Ship did bring Which though they were in many peeces rent Were plac'd together by Sir William Wade Who found the Guise the Pope and Spaines intent Were strong combined England to inuade These proiects thus were blasted in their bud And their pretence of Harme God made our Good year 1585 9. Here William Parry hath got leaue from Rome To broach new mischiefes on our English shore And he to kill Elizabeth doth come Though shee his life had pardon'd long before His Absolution from the Pope doth show That ere the murders done it is forgiuen Nay more his Holinesse doth free bestow Vpon the â—â—sitor endlesse loyes of Heauen False Parry with his Dagger purposely Went to the Queenâ— in dutious sort dissembling When with her lookes of awfull Maiestie She strucke the villaine full of feare and trembling Then was he tooke and hang'd as he desern'd And onely God our Church and State preseru'd year 1586 Parry was a Doctor of the Ciuil Law whom the Queene had pardoned sixe yeares before for killing of one Huge Hare yet afterward by the diuels inâ—ligation and the Popes abselntion and encouragement he feâ—â— into this treason Exceuted at Westminster 10. Here Ballard Sauage Tiâ—â—burne Babington Gage Trauerse Tilney Windsor Charneck Dâ—â— Iones Barnewell Salisbury and Abington These fourteene into dangerous treasons run They would but kill the Queene subuert the State Make England beare the yoake of Antichrist And for thofe ends they worke both soone and late Whilst Ignorance to Erroâ—r is entis'd They in Saint Giles his fields their proiects layd There was the consultations of their braines And in those fields they had their wages paid Handsomly hang'd and quarter'd for their paines Thus God doth still our Church defend and blesse And those that are her foes haue ill successe year 1586 This yeare