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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A19383	The Odcombian banquet: dished foorth by Thomas the Coriat, and serued in by a number of noble wits in prayse of his Crudities and Crambe too. Asinus portans mysteria	Coryate, Thomas, ca. 1577-1617. Coryats crudities.	1611 (1611)	STC 5810; ESTC S108718	65,374	120

and 〈◊〉 C A Horse here'ts sadled but no Tom him to backe It should rather haue beene Tom that a horse did lacke D HEre vp the Alpes not so plaine as to Dunstable He 's carried like a Cripple from Constable to Constable E A Punke here pelts him with egs How so For he did but kisse her and so let her goe F Religiously here he bids row from the stewes He will expiate this sinne with conuerting the Iewes G ANd there while he giues the zealous Brauado A Rabbin confutes him with the Bastinado H HEre by a Boore too hee 's like to be beaten For Grapes he had gather'd before they were eaten I OLd Hat here torne Hose with Shoes ful of grauel And louse-dropping case are the Armes of his trauel K HEre finer then comming from his Punke you 〈◊〉 see F. shewes what he was K what he will bee L HEre France and Italy both to him shed Their hornes and Germany pukes on his head M ANd here he disdaind not in a forraine land To lie at Liuory while the Horses did stand N BVt here neither trusting his hands nor his legs Being in feare to be robd be most learnedly begs Ben Ionson An introduction to the ensuing verses I Here present vnto thee gentle Reader the encomiasticke and panegyrick verses of some of the worthiest spirits of this Kingdome composed by persons of eminent quality and marke as well for dignity as excellency of wit such as haue vouchsafed to descend so low as to dignifie and illustrate my lucubrations without any demerit of theirs I doe ingenuously confesse with the singular fruits of their elegant inuentions which they haue expressed in the best and most learned languages of the world two onely excepted which are the Welch and Irish. But in that I exhibite vnto thy view such a great multitude of Verses as no booke whatsoeuer printed in England these hundred yeeres had the like written in praise thereof ascribe it not I intreate thee to any ambitious humour of mee as that I should craue to obtrude so many to the world in praise of my booke For I can assure thee I sollicited not halfe those worthy wights for these verses that I now divulge a great part of them beeing sent vnto me voluntarily from diuers of my friends frō whom I expected no such courtesie At last when I saw the multitude of them to increase to so great a number I resolued to put aboue a thousand of them into an Index expurgatorius and to detaine them from the presse Wherevpon the Princes Highnesse who hath most graciously deigned to bee the Hyperaspist and Moecenas of my booke vnderstanding that I meant to suppresse so many gaue me a strict and expresse commandement to print all those verses which I had read to his Highnesse Since then that ineuitable necessity hath beene imposed vpon mee I haue heere communicated that copious rhapsody of poems to the world that my learned friends haue bountifully bestowed vpon mee wherein many of them are disposed to glance at mee with their free and mery iests for which I desire thee courteous Reader to suspend thy censure of mee till thou hast read ouer my whole booke Jncipit 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 LOrdings full well I hope you know I neuer shot in Phoebus bow Or climb'd Parnassus hill Yet must I needes in doggrell rime Craue your sweete patience for a time Full sore against my will I am not now to tell a tale Of George a Greene or lacke a Vale Or yet of Chittiface But I must be the Chanti-cleere Of one that is withouten peere A horne replete with grace For he at Odcombe was y-bore Whereas the Fates were heard to score The fortunes of his birth Go pretty Dandi-prat to schoole Said they thou shalt no little foole Be counted for thy mirth The child in time was waxen great And all the Sophists he did threat Their Problemes to confound Grammarians sore did stand in feare The coynage of his words to heare So vncouth was their sound For by a naturall instinct The Graces to his lips were linkt Forsooth his lips were faire His mouth did open ere he spake And swifter farre then Ducke or Drake His words flew through the ayre The stonie hearts that could not bide A Church-ale at a Whitsontide He suppled with his speech And like a Captaine bold and stout He did aduance his Eagles snout Faire thriue it I beseseech Not Mahound no not Tarmagaunt Could euer make halfe their avaunt Of deedes so sterne and fell As cau this child Sir Thopas Squire Inspired with a sparke of fire Stolne out of Wisedomes cell He 〈◊〉 words vpon his teeth Rime thereunto I can vnneeth Yet still I will proceede Like as a Beare doth licke her whelpe Their roughnesse so his tongue doth helpe When polishing is need Now Lordings mercy I do aske That since I vnder-went this taske His name I haue conceal'd He keepes the Magazine of wit And beares the priuy key of it Which may not be reueal'd Yet in despight of bread and ale Vnbuekled now shall be the male Betide what may betide His name is Coryate I wis But whether he be flesh or fish I cannot yet decide For like the errant Knight Vlysses Through the Seas amongst the fishes He lanched foorth his hulke The sides whereof were heard to grone No lesse then tweuty miles and one Vnder his grieuous bulke Then either 〈◊〉 scrippe or bagge He vide his ten-toes for a nagge From Venice for to hie Thorough thicke and thorough thinne Vntill he came vnto his Inne His winged heeles did flie He trauail'd North he trauail'd South With Hyperaspist in his mouth A word of his deuising For Nature letters pattents gaue To him the priuiledge to haue Of words naturalizing To trees and sleeples as he went He did his homage verament And salu-ed them each one He registred their names alwaies Contrary if that any sayes The booke is to be showne A Curtizan then Lycoras More sweet in Venice towne there was That wisht him for her owne But she could neuer him hand-fast For as a Gelding he was chast Thongh Gelding he were none The Barcaruolo appetite His Gondola directed right Vnto a female Else Yet would he not play Cupids ape In Chancers ieast lest he should shape A Pigsnye like himselfe This wandring Squire full 〈◊〉 I heard The circle of his Beard had squard And scowred euery haire That sweeter then the Eglentine And then the purple Columbine He did appeare more faire He had a kind of simple blush That kept him still for being flush When Ladies did him woo Though they did smile he seem'd to seowle As doth the faire broad-faced Fowle That sings To whit to whooe It was no crochet of his brayne That put his legs to so great paine In passing to and fro But sure it was the quintessence Of study that beyond all sense Had made his wits to crow With Latin