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The water-cormorant his complaint against a brood of land-cormorants. Diuided into fourteene satyres. By Iohn Taylor.
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Taylor, John, 1580-1653.
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1622
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STC 23813; ESTC S100674
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And whereas Gentlemen their land would let At rates that tenants might both saue and get This Cormorant will giue his landlord more Then he would aske in hope that from the poore He may extort it double by the rate Which he will sell his corne and cattle at At pining famine he will ne're repine T is plenty makes this Cormorant to whine To hoard vp corne with many a bitter ban From widowes orphanes and the lab'ring man He prayes for raine in haruest night and day To rot and to consume the graine and hay That so his mowes and reekes and stacks that mould At his owne price he may translate to gold But if a plenty come this rauening thiefe Torments and sometimes hangs himselfe with griefe And all this raking toyle and carke and care Is for his clownish first borne sonne and heire Who must be gentled by his ill got pelfe Though he to get it got the diuell himselfe And whilst the fathers bones a rotting lie His sonne his cursed wealth accurst lets flie In whores drinke gaming and in reuell coyle The whilst his fathers soule in flames doth broile And when the father on the earth did liue To his sonnes fancy he such way did giue For at no season he the plough must hold The Summer was too hot the Winter cold He robs his mother of her butter pence Within the Alehouse serues him for expence And so like Coles dog the vntutor'd mome Must neither goe to Church nor bide at home For he his life another way must frame To hauke to hunt abusing the Kings game Some Nobleman or Gentleman that 's neere At a cheape rate to steale what they call deere VVhen if a poore man his great want to serue Whose wife and children ready are to starue If he but steale a sheepe from out the fold The chuffe would hang him for it if he could For almes he neuer read the word releeue He knowes to get but neuer knowes to giue And whatsoere he be that doth liue thus Is a worse Cormorant then my Aesacus A Figure flinger or a couzning cunning man THE ARGVMENT Amongst a foolish faithlesse gracelesse crew This man hath better credit then Gods word For losse that 's past or profit to ensue Like to a Terme with Customers hee 's stor'd Hee 's a Sooth-sayer but saith seldome sooth And hath the Diuels great seale for what he doth HEre now I draw a curtaine and discouer Amongst all knaues the deuils speciall louer One that doth court him still and daily wooe And faine would see the deuill but knowes not how He has him in his workes that 's his sure place But has not Art to bring him to his face VVhen he could wish him to his outward sense The diuell sits laughing in his conscience Yet you shall haue this figure-flinger prate To his gull client small wit shallow pate As if he were Lord warden of hell fire And Lucifer and he had both one sire The Fiends his couzen Germanes once remou'd From earth to hell where he is best belou'd More fustian language from his tongue doth drop Then would set forth an honest tradesmans shop As if that all Magitians that ere were Vnworthy were his learned bookes to beare Not Zoroastres King o' th Bactrians Nor the sage Magi of the Persians Nor any coniuring sonne of Cham or Chus Nor Faustus with his Mephostophilus Cornelius Agrippa Simon Magus Nor any twixt the riuer Thames or Tagus Nor Britanes Bladud Cambriaes Merlin Bacon Companions for this man would ne're be taken For he is rare and deeply read indeed In the admir'd right reuerend old wiues Creed Takes of the Iewish Thalmud and Cabals Solstitiums and Equinoctials Of auguries of prophecies predictions Prognostications reuelation fictions And as he could the Elements command He seemes as he their minds doth vâ—derstand By Fire he hath the skill of Pyromanty By Ayre he hath the art of Heromanty By Water he knowes much in Hidromanty And by the Earth he 's skil'd in Geomanty Palme Chiromanty couzuing Necromancy To gull the world to fulfill fooles fancy Hags ghosts and goblins furies fairies clues He knowes the secrets of the diuells themselues There 's not a Nimph a fawne or goatefoot Satyre That liues by fire by ayre by earth or water Nor Driades or Hamadriades Betwixt Septentrio and Meridies But he commands them to doe what they list If he but bend the brow or clutch the fist Hee 'le tell a mans hearts secrets what he thinkes Like Oedipus vnfolds th'ambiguous Sphinx With skill surpassing great Albumazers He with intelligencing Fiends confers And by his wondrous Attacoosticon Knowes the Turkes counsell and what Prester Iohn Determines or what businesse now befals Amidst the conclaue of Romes Cardinals He can release or else encrease all harmes About the necke or wrests by tying charmes He hath a tricke to kill the Agues force And make the patient better or much worse To the great toe three letters he can tye Shall make the gowt to tarry or else flye With two words and three leaues of foure leau'd grasse He makes the tooth-ach stay repasse or passe If lost goods you againe would faine haue got Goe but to him and you shall speed or not But he will gaine whether you get or lose He 'le haue his fee for so the bargaine goes He 'le tell you wonders when you are alone Of the Philosophers admired stone And that it from Vtopia first did come Brought to him by a spirit he sent to Rome Whereby t' inrich the world he dares be bold To turne pans pots and dripping pans to gold And in the Goldsmiths burnisht glistring row Place Ironmongers with a fairer show Turne Spits and Andir'ns to bright mettle shining that wheÌ„ coin's scarce you straight may put to coining These and a thousand more as idlely vaine Fooles swallow and he swallowes them againe And though the marke of truth he neuer hits Yet still this Cormorant doth liue by 's wits And ne're will want a false deuouring tricke Till hels Archcormorant deuoure him quicke A Corrupted Lawyer and a knauish Vndershriefe THE ARGVMENT The soule of Commonwealths is in good lawes Their execution makes a happy State But where corruption opes his hungry Iawes Where Lawyers doe encrease not cease debate Such Law wormes are the diuels dearest brood Who make the common harme their priuate good A Hall a hall the tramplers are at hand A shifting master and as sweetly mand His Buckrum bearer one that knowes his ku Can write with one hand and receiue with two The trampler is in haste O cleere the way Takes fees with both hands cause he cannot stay No matter where the cause be right or wrong So he be payd for letting out his tongue Me thinkes that posie which the Painters score Vpon Inne posts would fir this fellowes doore Because he lets his conscience out for fee That here 's a tongue that 's let at liuery This pettifogger like a Lapland witch Sels