pleasure And put repentance off to our last leasure To shew vs though we liu'd like Iewes and Turkes Yet Gods great mercy is aboue his workes To warne vs not presume or to despaire Here 's good example in this theeuing paire These seas of care with zealous fortitude This Virgin past among the multitude Oh gracious patterne of a sex so bad Oh the supernall patience that she had Her zeale her constancy her truth her loue The very best of women her doth proue Maids wiues and mothers all conforme your liues To hers the best of women maides or wiues But as her Sonnes death made her woes abound His resurrection all griefe did confound She saw him vanquish't and inglorious And after saw him Victor most victorious She saw him in contempt to lose his breath And after that she saw him conquer death She saw him blest a cursed death to dye And after saw him rise triumphantly Thus she that sorrowed most had comfort most Ioy doubly did returne for gladnesse lost And as before her torments tyranniz'd Her ioy could after not be equalliz'd Her Sonnes all-wondred resurrection Her Sauiours glorious ascension And last the Holy Ghost from heauen sent downe These mighty mercies all her ioyes did crowne Suppose a man that were exceeding poore Had got a thousand tunnes of golden ore How would his heart be lifted vp with mirth As this great masse of treasure most part earth But to be rob'd of all in 's height of glory Would not this lucklesse man be much more sory Then euer he was glad for in the minde Griefe more then ioy doth most abiding finde But then suppose that after all this lâ—sse The gold is well refined from the dresse And as the poore man doth his losse complaine His weath more pure should be relâ—â— againe Amidst his passions in this great reliefe I doubt not but his ioy would conquer griefe Euen so our bressed Lady hauing lost Her ioy her lewell she esteemed most Her all in all the heau'n and earths whole treasure Her gracious heart was grieued out of measure But when she found him in triumphant state No tongue or pen her ioy cou'd then relate She lost him poore and â—are and dead and cold She found him rich most glâ—â—â— to behold She lost him when vpon his backe was hurld The burthen of the sinnes of all the World She lost him mortall and immortall found him For crown of thorns a crown of glory crownd him Thus all her griefes her losse her cares and paine Return'd with ioyes inestimable gaine But now a true relation I will make How this blest Virgin did the world forsake 'T is probable that as our Sauiour bid Saint Iohn to take her home that so he did And it may be suppos'd she did abide With him and in his house vntill she dide Iohn did out-liue th'Apostles euery one For when Domitian held th' Imperiall Throne To th'Ile of Pathmos he was banisht then And there the Reuelation he did pen But whilst Iohn at Ierusalem did stay God tooke the blessed Virgins life away For after Christs Ascension it appeares She on the earth suruiued fifteene yeeres Full sixty three in all she did endure A sad glad pilgrimage a life most pure At sixty three yeeres age her life did fade Her soule most gracious was most glorious made Where with her Son her Sauiour her Lord God She euerlastingly hath her abode In such fruition of immortall glory Which cannot be describ'd in mortall story There mounted meelâ—e she sits in Maiesty Exalted there is her humility There she that was adorned full of Grace Beheld her Maker and Redeemers face And there she is amongst all blessed spirits By imputation of our Sauiours merits She there shall euer and for euer sing Eternall praise vnto th' Eternall King When she had paid the debt that all must pay When from her corps her soule was past away To Gethsemany with lamenting cheare Her sacred body on the Beere they beare There in the earth a Iewell was inter'd That was before all earthly wights prefer'd That Holy wife that Mother that pure Maid At Gethsemany in her graue was laid LENVOY This worke deserues the worke of better wit But I like Pilate say What 's writ is writ If it be lik'd poore artlesse I am glad And Charity I hope will mend what 's bad I know my selfe the meanest amongst men The most vnlearnedst that e'r handled pen But as it is into the world I send it And therefore pray commend it or come to end it FINIS TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE WORTHY and Learned Gentleman S r. THOMAS Richardson Knight Lord Chiefe Iustice of his Maiesties Court of Common Pleas and Speaker in the High Court of PARLIAMENT c. A double Anagramme THOMAS RICHARDSON AS MAN HONORDE CHRIT SO CHRIST HONERD A MAN YOur name includes that As Man honorde Christ So God againe through Christ honord a Man For if Man truely honor the most High'st Then Christ to honor Man both will and can Right Worthy Lord this in your name is true You honor Christ and Christ hath honord you RIGHT HONOVRABLE BVt that I am assured that your Noble disposition in all parts is sutable to the inside of this Booke I should neuer haue dared to Dedicate it to your Patronage for as it is a Diuine Poem so haâ—â— your Worship a religious heart As it hath an honest intention so haue you a brest euer full of â—â—â— thoughts which bring forth worthy actions as it is a whip or Scourge against all sorts of priat so hâ—â—e you euer beene an vfaigned louer of Courteous humanity and humility I humbly beseech your Honour although the method and stile be plaine to be pleased to giue it fauourable entertainment for the honesty that is in it and the dutifull affection of the Author Who is most obsequiously obliged to your Honour IOHN TAYLOR TO NO MATTER VVHO NO GREAT MATTER VVHERE YET TO BE READ THERE IS MATTER WHY ALTHOVGH NOT MVCH MATTER WHEN IT is no matter in whose hands or censure this my Superibae Flagellum or Whipping or Stripping of Pride fall into If it come into the view of true Nobility or Gentry I know it will be charitably accepted If into the hands of degenerate yongsters that esteeme Pride more then all the Liberall Sciences who account the foure Cardinall vertues inferiour to their owne carnall vices such a one will put me off with a scornefull tush a pish or a mew and commit my Booke to the protection of Ajax If a wise man reade it I know it will be discreetly censur'd if a Foole his Bolt is soone shot and I am arm'd against it if a Learned man peruse it he will beare with my bad Schollership if an vnlearned I care not for his opinion if a man of knowledge view it he will pardon my ignorance if an ignorant Asse see it he will bray out his owne if an honest rich man spy it he will be
hauing past with troubles griefes and cares This transitory life this vale of teares Yet LANCELOT ANDREWES name doth this portend All sure All due content Crownes all art end FINIS True louing Sorrovv â—â—TTIRED IN A ROBE OF VNFAINED â—efe presented vpon occasion of the much bewailed Funerall that Gracious and Illustrious Prince LEVVIS STEVVARD â—â—e of Richmond and Linox Earle of Newcastle and Darnely Lord of Torboltâ—n and â—â—uen Baron of Settrington Knight of the Noble Order of the Garter Lord High â—â—â—â—irall great Chamberlain of Scotland Lord high Steward to the Kings most â—â—lent Maiesties most Honourable Houshold Gentleman of his Maiesties Bed-chamber â—â—â— one of his Maiesties most Honourable Priuie Councell for England and Scotland who â—â—â—â—departed this life at White-hall on Thursday the 12 of February 1624. whose obsequies were solemnly and Princely celebrated on Munday the 19 of Aprill following described in forme as followeth Dedicated generally to all his worthy Friends and louing Seruants and particularly to that trusty and welbeloued Seruant of his Arthur Neassmith ANd first my Muse findes that his Graces name Significantly makes an Anagram LEWIS STEWARDE Anagram VERTV IS WEL EAS'D His Vertues such continuall paines did take For King and Countrie Church and peoples sake That for Earths courtly toyle to him 't was giuen His VERTV IS WEL EAS'D t 'the Court of Heauen A Funerall Elegie GReat God that to thy self wilt take thine own By sundry waies and means to man vnknown Whose Eye of prouidence doth still perceiue When where why who to take or else to leaue Whose mercy and whose Iustice equall are Both Infinite to punish or to spare All men doe know that men to dye are borne And from the earth must to the earth returne But Time and Circumstance coniecture may For some great cause thou took'st this Duke away Amongst vs lurks so many a foule offence Which giues thee cause to take good men from hence And that this Prince was good as well as great His life and timelesse losse doth well repeate Deuout and zealous to his God aboue True to his King as did his seruice proue Discreet in Counsell Noble in his minde Most Charitablly Honourably kinde So Affable so Hopefull vnto all And so Repleat with vertues generall That we may say This Land in losing him Hath lost a gracious Peere a prop a lim It must be true that well he spends his daies Whose actions doe attaine all peoples praise And surely I suppose hee doth not liue Who of this Duke a bad report can giue So full endu'd he was of all good parts With Noble Courtesie he wan all hearts To loue and honour his admired minde So well addicted and so well enclin'd That as a Diamond in gold transfixt His vertues with his greatnesse were so mixt That he as one of an immortall Race Made Vertue vertuous and gaue Grace to grace Then since his goodnesse was so generall The losse of him is Gen'rall vnto all This being true let 's recollect our spirits And weigh his worth with our vnworthy merits The manner of the Funerall 8. Conductors with black staues poore Gowns 10â— Seruants to Gentlemen and Esquires in Cloakes 50. Seruants to Knights 46. Seruants to Baroness â—â— Three Trumpeters Then came the Standard borne by Sir Geâ—â— Samms Knight accompanyed with an Officer of Armes The first Horse couered with blacke cloth â—â—â— with Scutchions Shoffron and Plumes ledly a groâ—â— Heere went seruants to Baron younger Sonnes â—â—â— some others of like quality in number 15. The seruants to Knights of the Priuy Councell,30 Seruants to Earles younger Sonnes 24. Seruants to Viscounnts eldest Sonnes 6. Then the Schollers of Westminster in â—ounâ—â— Surplices their Masters following in mourning Goâ—â— Three Trumpeters The Guiators borne by Sir Andrew Boyd Knight â—â—â— companyed with an Officer of Armes The second Horse led by a Groome and furnished the former Barons seruants 60. Bishops seruants 10. Earles eldest Sonnes seruants 15. Viscount seruants 10. Marquesses eldest Sonnes seruants 3 Trumpeters The Banker of the augmentation borne by a kniâ—â— companied with an Officer of Armes The third Horse led by another Groome of his Grâ—â— Stable furnished as the others Earles seruant maâ—â—â— set and Dukes seruants The Lord Priuy-Seales Seruantâ— President of the Cuoncell Seruant Lord Treasurers Seruant Lord Keepers Seruant And Lord Archbishops Seruant 3 Trumpeters The Banner of Steward borne by â—â— Iohn Steward accompanied with an Officer of Armesâ— The fourth Horse sed by a Yeoman of his Graces â—â—â—ble And then our fraileties truely will confesse God tooke him hence for our vnworthinesse Death was in Message from th' Almighty sent To summon him to Heau'ns high Parliament He chang'd his Gracious Title transitory And by the grace of God attain'd true Glory And as his King had his integrity So did the Commons share his Clemency Which was so pleasing to his Makers sight That bounteously he did his life requite That Lambe-like mildely hence hee tooke him sleeping To his Eternall euer-blessed keeping Thus as his name includes so God is pleas'd From worldly sorrows VERTV IS WEL EAS'D No sicknesse or no physicke made him languish He lay not long in heart-tormenting anguish But as Gods feare was planted in his brest â—â—â—oat his Rest God tooke him to his Rest. When like a good Tree laden full of fruite Of Grace of Vertue Honour and Repute Euen in his best estate too good for Earth Then did his soule put on a second Birth And though his part of fraile mortality Yet Monumentall Marble heere doth lye As thousands weeping soules with deepe laments â—â—â—s his most woefull mourning Monuments â—â—â— daily see whose visages doe show That Hee 's inter'd within their hearts below Whose faces seeme an Epitaph to beare That men may Reade who is intombed there Epitaph GOod Gracious Great Richmond Linox Duke God King and Countries seruant heere doth lye â—hose liuing Merits merit no rebuke â—â—â—â— whose liues losse lamenting Memory â—â—â—â—â— hearts are groning Graues of griefes and cares â—hich when we dye wee 'l leaue vnto our heyres ME thinks the Sable Mourners did appeare As if in forme they numbring Figures were â—â—â— 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9. Whilst all that view'd like Ciphers did combine Their mourning with the Mourners to vnite Which made thier Lamentations infinite And Infinite are now his Ioyes aboue With the Eternall God of peace and loue Where for a mortall Duke dome he hath wonne Through boundlesse merits of th'Amighties Son â—â—â— Kingdome that 's immortall where hee sings â—erpetuall praise vnto the King of Kings Thus what the Earth surrendred heau'n hath seaz'd Most blest LEWIS STEWARDE VERTV IS WEL EAS'D ble furnished as the other Seruants to his Grace in Cloakes Officers to his Grauce in Gownes 3 Trumpeters The Banner of Steward and the augmentation quartered with it borne by a Baronet accompanied with a Herald of Armes The 5 Horse led by a Yeoman of his Graces Stable furnished as the
learned langâ—ages adorn'd admir'd Saint Peter preaching tels the people plaine How they the liuing Lord of life had slaine Some slout and mocke remaining stubborne hearted And many Soules peruerted are conuerted The Church increases daily numbers comes And to the Gospels furth'ring giue great Summes Acts. False Ananias and his faithlesse wife In dreadfull manner lost their wretched life The enuious people stone the Martye Steuen He praying for his foes leaues earth for Heauen The Churches Arch foe persecuting Saul Is made a conuert and a preaching Paul He 's clapt in Prison manacled nad fetter'd And through his troubles still his zeale is better'd Th Apostle Iames by Herod's put to death And Herod eat with Lice loft hatefull breath Th' increasing Church amongst the Gentiles spreds By Nâ—re Paul and Peter lost their heads Romanes Th' Apostle Paul from Corinth writes to Rome To strength their faith and tell them Christ is come He shewes how high and low both Iew and Greeke Are one with God who faithfully him seeke He tels how sinne in mortall bodies luâ—kes How we are sau'd by faith and not by workes In louing tearmes the people he doth moue To Faith to Hope to Charity and Loue. 1. Corinthâ— Paul to Corinthus from Philippy sends Their Zeale and Faith he louingly commends He tels them if Gods Seruice they regard Th' eternall Crowne of life is their reward 2. Corinths In this Saint Paul sends the Corinthians word Afflictions are the blessings of the Lord. He doth desire their Faith may still increase He wishes their prosperity and peace Galathians He tels them that their whole Saluations cause Is all in Christ and not in Moses Lawes The Law 's a glasse where men their sinnes doe sec And that by Christ we onely saued be Ephesians Paul bids cast off the old man with his vice And put on Christ our blest redempcions price Philippians He bids them of false teachers to beware He tels them that Humilitie is rare And though they liue here in a vaile of strife Yet for them layd vp is the Crowne of life Colossians Th' Apostle doth reioyce and praiseth God That these Colossians in true Faith abode He praiseth them he bids them watch and pray That sin an Sathan worke not their decay 1. Thessalonians He thanketh God his labour 's not in vaine So stedfast in the faith these men remaine That they to others are ablelled light By their example how to liue vpright 2. Thessalonians Againe to them he louingly doth write He bids them pray the Gospell prosper might He wishes them prosperitie and wealth And in the end Soules euerlasting health 1. and 2. to Timothy Paul shewes to Timothy a By shop must In life and doctrine be sincâ—re and iust And how the Scriptures power haue to perswade Whereby the man of God is perfect made Titus To Titus 'mongst the Creetans Paul doth send And warnes him what â—allow or reprehend Philemon Paul earnestly the Master doth request To pardon his poore man that had transgrest Hebrewes Although this booke doth beare no Authors name It shewes the Iews how they thier liues should frame And that the Ceremoniall Law is ended In Christ in whom all grace is comprenended S. Iames. Heare speake and doe well the Apostle faith For by thy workes a man may see thy faith I. and 2. to Peter He counsels vs be sober watch and pray And still be ready for the Iudgement day 1 2 and 3. of Iohn He shewes Christ di'de and from the graue arose To saue his friends and to confound his foes S. Iude. Iude bids them in all Godlinesse proceed And of deceiuing teachers on take heed Reuelation Diuine S. Iohn to Pathmos I le exilde This heauenly worâ— t' instruct vs he compild He tels the godly God shall be their gaines He threats she godlesse with eternall paines He shewes how Antichrist should reigne and rage And how our Sauiour should his pride asswage How Christ in glory shall to Iudgement come And how all people must abide his doome A Prayer GOod God Almighty in compassion tender Preserue and keepe King Charles thy Faiths defender Thy Glory make his Honor still increase In Peace in Warres and in Eternall peace Amen THE BOOKE OF MARTYRS DEDICATED TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE WILLIAM EARLE OF PEMBROOKE c. MY Lord my weake Collection out hath tooke The summe and pith of the great Martyrs Booke For pardon and protection I intreat The Volume's little my presumption great IOHN TAYLOR I Sing their deaths who dying made death yeeld By Scriptures sword and faiths vnbattered shield Whom Sathan men or monsters could not tame Nor sorde them to deny their Sauiours name Euangelists that did the Gospell write Apostles and braue Martyrs that did fight Gainst death and hell and all the power of sin And boldly dâ—de eternall life to win Iohn Baptist by King Herod lost his head Who to the world repentance published Our blest Redeemer in his loue did follow And conquered death mans sinfull soule to hallow He was the death of death and he did quell The sting and power of Sathan sin and hell And vnder his great standard valiantly A number numberlesse haue darde to die Through bondage famine slauery sword and fire Through all deuised torments they aspire Victoriously to gaine th' immortall Crowne Of neuer-ending honour and renowne Saint Steuen was the third that lost his breath And for his Masters sake was ston'd to death And after him in Scripture may we reade The Apostle Iames was brain'd and butchered Saint Marke th Euangelist in fire did burne And Bartholmen was flead yet would not turne Saint Andrew like a valliant champion dide And willing on a croste was crucifide Matthias Philip Peter and Saint Paul Ston'd crucified beheaded Martyrs all Th' Apostles of their liues no reckoning make And thinke them well spent for their Sauiours sale The tyrant Emperours in number ten Most cruell barb'rous and inhumaine men More Christians by their bloudy meanes did sâ—â—y Then for a yeere fiue thousand to each day And many Romane Bishops in those dayes Were Martyrd to their high Creators praise And though each day so many thousands bleed Yet doubtly more and more they daily breed As Camomile growes better bâ—ing trod So death and tortures draw more vnto God Or as the vine that 's cut and prun'd beares more In one yeere then it did in three before This bloudy persecution did out-weare After Christs death the first three hundred yeere Thus did the primitiue first Church endure Being Catholike Apostolike and pure Then ouer all the world t was truely knowne That Romish Bishops claimed but their owne In their owne Diocesse to be chiefe Pastor And not to be the worlds great Lord and master And now our Britaine glory will I sing From Lucius reign the worlds first Christian King Vnto these dayes of happy peacefull state A Catalogue of Martyrs I le relate First Vrsula and eleuen thousand with her All Virgins for
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
Coach like a Pagan an Heathen an Insidâ—ll or Atheist obserues neither Sabbath or holiday time or season robustiously breaking through the toyle or net of diuine and humane law order and authority and as it were contemning all Christian conformity like a dogge that lyes on a heape of Hay who will eate none of it himselfe nor suffer any other beast to eate any euen so the Coach is not capable of hearing what a Preacher saith nor will it suffer men or women to heare that would heare for it makes such a hideous rumbling in the streetes by many Church dores that peoples eares are stop'd with the noyse whereby they are debard of their edifying which makes faith so fruitlesse good works so barren and charity as cold at Midsummer as if it were a great Frost and by this meanes soules are rob'd and starued of their heauenly Manna and the kingdome of darkenesse replenished to auoyd which they haue let vp a crosse post in Cheapside on Sundaies neer Woodstreet end which makes the Coaches rattle and rumble on th' other side of the way further froÌ„ the Church from hindring of their hearing The Nagaians Iughonians the vngodly barbarous Tartarians who knew no God or diuell Heauen nor hell and who indeed are Nations that haue neither Townes Cities Villages or houses Their habitations are nothing but Coaches in their Coaches they eate sleepe beget children who are also there borne and from place to place with them The World runnes on Wheeles continually for they are drawne in droues or heards 20 30. or 40000. together to any fruitfull place or Champion plaine where they and their beasts doe stay till they haue deuoured all manner of sustenance that may maintaine life and then they romoue to a fresh place doing the like thus wearing out their accursed liues like the broode of Cain they and their houses beeing perpetuall vagabonds and continuall ruunagates vpon the face of the earth They are so practized and inured in all kinde of Barbarisme that they will milke one Mare and let another blood and the blood and the milke they will Charne together in their Hats or Caps till they haue made fresh cheese and creame which the Diuell will scarce eate from these people our Coaches had first originall and I doe wish with all my heart that the superfluous number of all our hyreling hackney Carryknaues and Hurry-whores with their makers and maintainers were there where they might neuer want continuall imployment For their Antiquity in England I thinke it is in the memory of many men when in the whole Kingdome there was not one and there was another principall vertue as good as themselues came with them for the Prouerbe saith That michiefe or mischances seldome come alone and it is a doubtfull question whether the diuell brought Tobacco into England in a Coach or else brought a Coach in a fogge or mist of Tobacco For in the yeere 1564. one William Boonen a Dutchman brought first the vse of Coaches hither and the said Boonen was Queene Elizabeths Coach-man for indeede a Coach was a strange monster in those dayes and the sight of them put both horse and man into amazement some said it was a great Crab-shell brought out of China and some imagin'd it to be one of the Pagan Temples in which the Canibals adored the diuell but at last those doubts were cleared and Coach-making became a substantiall Trade So that now all the world may see they are as coÌ„mon as whoreâ— may be hired as easie as Knights of the poâ—â—â— The Cart is an open transparant Engine thâ—â— any man may perceiue the plaine honesty â—â—â— it there is no part of it within or without bâ—â— it is in the continuall view of all men On thâ— contrary the Coach is a close hypocrite for iâ—â— hath a couer for any knauery and curtaines tâ—â— vaile or shadow any wickednes besides like â—â—â— perpetuall cheater it weares two Bootes â—â—â— no Spurs somtimes hauing two paire of legâ—â—â— in one boote and oftentimes against nature most preposterously it makes faire Ladiesâ—â— weare the boore and if you note they are carried backe to backe like people surpriz'd bâ—â— Pyrats to be tyed in that miserable manner â—â—â— and throwne ouerboord into the Sea Moreouer it makes people imitate Sea-crabs in being drawne side-wayes as they are when they sit in the boote of the Coach and it is a dangerous kinde of carriage for the common-wealth if it be rightly considered for when a man shall be â— iustice of the peace a Serieant or a Councellor at law who hope is it that all or many of them should vse vpright dealing that haue beene so often in their youth and daily in their maturer or riper age drawne aside continually in a Coach some to the right hand and some to the left for vse makes perfectnesse and often going aside willingly makes men forget to go vpright naturally The order of Knighthood is both of great Antiquity and very honourable yet within these latter times there is a strange mystery crept into it for I haue noted iâ—â—â— that when a Gentleman hath the sword laid vpoÌ„ his shoulder either by his Prince or his deputy or Generall in the field although the blow with the sword be an honour to the man yet by a kind of inspiration it cripples his wife though shee be at that time 300. miles from her husband for if you note her you shall see her lamed for euer so that she can by no means goe without leading vnder the arme or else shee must be carried in a Coach all her life time after forgetting in a manner to goe on her feet so much as to Church though it be but two Quoytes cast for I haue heard of a Gentleman that was lamed in this manner who â—â—â— her man to Smithfield from Charingâ—â—â—â—â—â—to hyre a Coach to carry her to Whiteâ—â—â— another did the like from Ludgate-hill â—he carried to see a Play at the black Fryers â—â—â— in former times when they vsed to walke â—â— foote and recreate themselues they were â—â—â— strong and healthfull now all their exâ—â—cise is priuately to sawe Billets to hang in a â—â—â—nge or to rowle the great rowler in the alâ—â—â— of their garden but to go without leading â—â—â— Riding in a Coach is such an impeachment â—â—d derogation to their Calling which â—â—sh and bloud can by no meanes endure Euery man knowes that were it not for the Cart the Hay would rot in the medowes the Corne perish in the field the markets be emptily furnished at the Courts remoue the King would be vnseru'd and many a Gallant would â—â—â— enforced to be his owne Sumpter-horse to carry his luggage bag and baggage himselfe and finally were it not for the mannerly and â—â—â—rteous seruice of the Cart many a well deseruing ill condition'd braue fellow might goe on foote to the Gallowes A Cart by the iudgement of an honorable and graue Lawyer is elder brother to a
great magnificence To countermaund the earths cirâ—â—â— ence The Idiot world he proudly ouâ—r-swaâ—â—â— Vnder the name of Heauens immortall hayes O're all the Globe he raâ—gnes as Lord and King And to Hels Goat fold â—â—e doth millions bring Ot soules â—â—duc'd with buzard blâ—ded zeale From men besotted he doth honour steale And yet with his effrontit shamelesse face Seemes to command the diuell that gaue him place A haynous fault in my dull vnderstanding The Seruant o're his Lord should be commanding But yet I thinke 't is but for policy More to increase th' infernall Monarchy He seemes to hate the Diuell he most doth serue Else would the world from Romes obedience swerue And leaue the Pope and Papists in the lurch And then might Sathan whistle for a Church The Isle of Brittaine hath perceiu'd their tricks And in Rebellion 'gainst the Pope she kickes For whom they haue inucnted helle-hatcht plots Quite to extirpe the English and the Scots I wot not which of Rome or hell roar'd lowder But they had like t' haue pâ—pper'd vs with powder Yea all estates from Scepter to the Crowne Should topsie turâ—ie all be tumbled downe Without respect of person sexe or age All had their doome t' abide the Romane rage But he that by his sacred selfe had sworne To guard his Church did laugh them all to scorne For when those vassals of eternall night Thought all secure then God brought all to light Casting their painted glory in the dust That any power besides his power doth trust I. eauing their Corps a prey for Crowes and Kites That brauely so for Signior Satan fights But in this matter I 'le no further trauaile Least want or water make my Ship to grauell Knowing there 's many wits of farre more worth That to the life hath limbd this Treason forth But I le conclude as I began before Because that Christ would not the diuell adore Christ lost this glorious worldly pompous raigne Which happy losse the haplesse Pope did gaine Epigram 4. HOw weakely is that weake Religion grounded That thinks y e Church on Peters corps is fouÌ„ded The Spouse of Christ is built on Faiths firme Rocke Which not the sury of Hels direfull shocke Though all the fiends in treupes doe her assaile Yet ' gainsts Gods power their force cannot preuaile Peters confessing Christ Gods a Math. 16. If the Corps of Peter be the Churches foundation as the Papisâ—s same then how should the Spouse of our Sauiour have done if the Apostle Peter had neuer beene borne true begotten Is sure the Churches ground but Peter's rotten Or else it Peter neuer had had life Through want of him Christ neuer had had wise For 't is an Article of Faith profound To know S. Peter for the Churches ground And who denyes it shall haue fire and rope Beleeue me Reader or goe aske the Pope But yet I muse in what place of the earth Gods Church did stand before S. Peters birth Epigram 5. VVHen as our Sauiour to the Temple went To tell the message that his Father sent And finding there a rude vnruly rout That bought and sold he angry beat them out And ouerthrew their Tressels and their tables And made them packe away with all their bables And further said what all true hearts beleeues This house was made for Prayer no den for theeues Those Marchants thus whipt from their market place Practis'd reuenge 'gainst Christ for this disgrace And more to streÌ„gth their power joyn'd w th y e Pope Who by his lawlesse Law hath giuen them scope That in the Church they still should buy and sell Both God and Diuell Heauen Purgatory Hell Now here 's the oddes Christ out the Pedlers thrust And stayd himselfe there preaching what was iust And for reuenge the haughty Romane Priest Hath tane the Pedlers in and thrust out Christ. Epigram 6. IT is a question fiarre beyond my Logicke How those y e haue y e Popedome won by Magicke Can be Lieutenants b T is more then I can beleeue that the Diuell hath power to elect an officer for God Being of the Diuels placing or displasing the Pope must needs be the diuels deputy and not Christs vnto Christ our Sauiour Being knowne for hell hounds of most damn'd behauiour Then since the diuell hath the Pope created His Vicar must he be that there him seated 'T would make a wiset head then mine to muse That God should like the man the Diuell doth chuse Epigram 7. A Prouer be old where had the Diuell the Frye Where had the Diuell the Fryer but were he â—â—â— The Diuell with the Fryer sits in the Quire â—â—â— The Fryer with the Diuell sayes and sings Masse The diuell and the Frier are ne're asunder The Fryer to hate the Diuell is more then wonder Epigram 8. COnferring with a Romish c I my selfe did talke with such a fellow and if occasion â—â—â— I can produce him Pharisee Who void of grace maintain'd this heresie That he the Law of God had neuer broken Nor neuer ill had done nor ill had spoken I gaue his Antichristian faith the lye And told him that for him Christ did not dye For he did suffer onely for their sinne Who were insnared in the diuels ginne And as for him that neuer had transgrest T were good to hang him now he 's at the best Epigram 9. IT is an Art beyond the worke of Nature The Pope should be d T is a rare piece of worke for the pot to make the Pottâ—â— Creator and a Creature Betwixt the Pope and God there 's one thing odde For though God all things made â—â— Pope makes God Epigram 10. REligions scatter'd into diuers sects One likes one way for many sound respects Others like that way others like another And what likes th' one is loathed by the other Yet each man deemes his owne opinion's right And each 'gainst other bearesinated spight Amongst the rest the Romane Catholike Who scornes that his Religion saile should strike To any since from it two vertues springs That they may eate their God and kill their Kings By which maine Maximes they do strongly hope To the worlds Period to vphold the e If the diuell betrue to his Seruants these two principall Arâ—â—â—mes will to the end of the world helpe the Papâ—sts at a dead â—â—â— Pope Epigram 11. IT is no wonder though Romes regall sway Is by a Sheapheard rul'd with f â—â—â—â— a reason a Shepheard should rule Rome because a Shepâ—â—â—rd did build it and it stands by great reaâ—on the Pope â—â—â—â— bee of a woluâ—sh nature because a Wolte was nurie to his â—â—â—decessor Romuluâ—â— Lordly same For ancient Records truly doth display How Romulus the Shepheard built the same And how his brother Remâ— and himselfe In Tybers restlesse wanesy drencht and ducke When infant miserie was all their pelse A rauening wolfe most motherly they suckes From whom doth spring as from a flowing gulfe Romes Priest
he wrong'd him whilst he liu'd And after death is Eâ—â—â—â—â— dâ—â—m'd To be of liue lesse sencelâ—â—sie limbs depria'd If this be true none will deny I hope That Enuie is ingâ—aâ—ted in the Pope r It is too true that the Pope enuying the glory of other Princes hath by fraud of sorce gotten all the earthly glory to â—â—â—â—â—â— Pope Stephen the 6 caused the deâ—d body of â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— â—â—â— to be digged vp to be cut and mangled and cast into the Riuer Tyber Epigram 23. HE whose fierce s Those that remember the powder Treasonâ—â—â— tell if I lyâ—â—â—â—â— not besides many horrible murâ—hers committed by Popes which â—â— are extant in many learned Authors of their owne sect Wrath with bloudy ragâ—â—doth swell That cakes delight in â—â—aughtering Gods â—â—â— He that is sworne the Champion of Hell That Wrath and Murther onely doth effect He whose combuâ—â—â—ous all deuouring ire Depopulates and layes whole Empires waste Whose Wrath like a consuming quenchlâ—â—le fire Hath blessed peace from Châ—stendome dâ—â—plac't If I should need one skild in Wrath and Murther His Holinesse commands me goe no further Epigram 24. VVHO dares for t it is a pittifull pining gluttonâ—us fast to refraine ficâ—h and eate all manner of fish and other Delicates which they cause to swim in their bellâ—es with the strongest Wine which makes his Holinesse and all his crew to looke as leaue as so many Brawnes styed vp against Christmas Glutony the Pope accuse Or ' gunst voluptuous dyet make complaintsâ—â— His Holinesse so many Fasts doth vse As Lâ—nts and Fasting dayes and Eeucs of Saints Yet where Pride Lust and Auarice are found Heart gnawing Enuie and fell murthering Wraâ—â—â— There rauenous Gluttoxy must needs abound Else other vices will be out of breath For Papists Fasts are generally more deare Then Feasts of Protestants with all their cheare Epigram 25. THose u I meane the seuen deadly sinnnes liberall Sciences in number soanen Began with Pride ends with drowsie Slâ—â—â—b Yet Christs command vnto the Apostles giuen Was feed my sheepe that faith in them haue growth Now I suppose the feeding of Christs flocke Is truly Preaching of his sacred word x His Holinesse knowes â—â— should feed the Sheepe of Christ with such food as he comâ—â—â—ded they would soone finde out his knauery Which word 's the Key that opes the heauenly locke Which y If the Pope â—â—â—â—â—â— this sword to be drawne it would cut his throat and â—â—â—â—â—â—â—es both Sword and Word his Holinesse doth hoord Which drawne cuts his throat and the Diuels both For scare of which he lets it sleepe in sloath The beliefe of a Romane Catholske Epigram 26. I Doe beleeue the holy Pope of Rome Is Lord of z I would wish that this were not so but I need not stand long is perswading men to beleeue it for their owne Authors will teâ—â—â—â—this and a hundred times more Scriptures Fathers Church and all Of Councels of the world whose dreadfull doome Can at his pleasure make all rise or fall I doe beleeue though God forbids the same That I should worship Images and Saints I hope by mine owne workes I heauen may claime â—â— tongues vnknown I must make praiers plaints I doe beleeue Christs bodie made of bread And may be eaten by Dogs Cats or Mice Yet is a sacrifice for quicke and dead And may be bought and sold for rated price I further doe beleeue the Pope our Lord â—â—n at his pleasure all my sinnes forgiue I doe beleeue at his commanding * I thinke as you thinke â—â—â—â— thinke you word Subiects must Kings of liues and land depriue Like as the Church beleues so I beleeue By which I hope the Heauens I shall atchieue Epigram 27. LIke as the Vipers birth 's his mothers bane So the Popes full hath been the Emperors wane The Empires Autumne was the Popish Spring And Kings subiection made the Pope a King Then did his Holinesse become a God When Princes children-like gan feare his rod. Whil'st earthly Potentates their owne did hold Thâ—â— Popes then Shepheard-like did keepe their fold And fore the sacred truth should be o'ercome They willingly would suffer Martyrdome But farewell Martyrs nows and welcome Myters For painefull Preachers now contentions fighters With bloud or gold ascends â—he Papall Chayre Vnder the title of Saint Peters heyre I thinke if truth were brought vnto the tryall The Pope is heyre to Peter in denyall But want of penitence proclaimes him base A Bastard not of Pâ—â—ers blesied race Vnlesse when Christ did call th' Apostle diuell He 's Bastard to the good and heyre to th' euill Epigram 28. MEâ— thinkes I heare a swarme of Romaniâ—â—â— Reuile and curse with Candle Booke Beâ—lâ— Yea all the polâ—eshorne crew of Antichrists Condemnes me all without remorse to Hell But I with resolution so doe arme me Their blessings doe no good nor cuâ—sings harme me Epigram 29. I That haue rowed from Tyber vnto Thames Not with a Sculler but with Scull and braâ—â—â— If none will pay my Fare the more 's their shames I am not first vnpaid that hath tane paâ—nes Yet I le bee bold if payment be delay'd To say and sweare your Sculler is not pay'd To his approued good friend Master Robert Branthwayt DEere friend to thee I owe a countlesse dâ—bt Which though I euer pay will ne're be pay'd T is not base coyne subiect to cankers â—â—â—t If so in time my debt would be defray'd But this may debt I would haue all men know Is loue the more I pay the more I owe. I.T. To his well esteemed friend Master Maximilian Waad VVlt Learning Honesty and all good parts Hath so possest thy body and thy minde That couetously thou steal'st away mens hearts Yet'gainst thy theft there 's neuer none repin'd My heart that is my greatest worldly pelse Shall euer be for thee as for my selfe I.T. To my friend Master William Sherman THou that in idle adulating words Canst neuer please the humours of these dayes That greatest workes with smallest speech affords Whose wit the rules of Wisedomes lore obeyes In few words then I wish that thou maist be As well belou'd of all men as of me I.T. FINIS Epigram 1. ALl you that stedfastly doe fixe your eye Vpon this idle issue of my braine Who void of any intricate disguise Describes my meaning rusticall and plaine My Muse like â—â—phus with roylesome trade Is euer working yet hath neuer done Though from â—â— Rom. â—â—â— Sea she well gan wade Yet is her labour as 't were neâ— begun For hauing at the Papists had a sling Great Britaâ—â—es vice or vertues now I sing Epigram 2. THen cause I will not hug my selfe in sinne First with my selfe I meane for to begin Confessing that in me there 's nothing good My vaines are full of sinne-polluted bloud Which all my corps insects with helâ—-boâ—â—â— crimes Which make my actions lawlesse like these times That had I power
so himselfe himselfe doth ouerthrow The Philistines his childrens bloud did spill And with his Sword King Saul King Saul did kill 2. Samuel King Deuids royall heart is fild with woe For Ionathan and Saul his friend and foe In Regall state he liues and flourisheth And loues Sauls Grandchild lame Mephibosheth Affection blinds him on Vriahs wife T' accomplish which her husband lost his life The King 's reprou'd by Nathan and repents And by repenting heau'ns high wrach preuents Incestuous Amnon Absâ—lon doth kill For forcing Tamar gainst her Virgin will He 's reconcil'd vnto his louing Sire And proudly to the Kingdome doth aspire The old King flees and ouer Iordane hies The Sonne pursuing and the Father flyes Achitophel himselfe hangs in dispaire And Absolon dyes hanged by the haire The King for his rebellious Sonne doth mourne His people numbred are at his returne The Lord is wrath the pestilence increast That seuenty thousand dye and then it ceast 1. Kings The Kingly Prophet valiant Dauid dyes His Throne is left to Salomon the wise False Adoniah Ioab Shimei kild By his command as erst his Father wild With speed he sends for workmen from farte Coasts To build a Temple to the Lord of Hosts Before or after him was neuer such That had of wisedome or of wealth so much A thousand women some wed some vnwed This wise King to Idolatry misled He dyes and 's buried by his fathers toome And Rehoboam doth succeed his roome Now Israel from Iudah is diuided Both Kingdomes by bad Kings are badly guided Yet God to Iacobs seed doth promise keepe And raises faithfull Pastors for his sheepe 2. Kings Eliah worketh wonders with his word By inspiration of the liuing Lord He 's taken vp aliue and his blest Spirit Doth doubly in Elishaâ—s breast inherit Some Kings doe gouerne well most gouerne ill And what the good reformes the bad doth spill Till Isr'el Iudah King and Kingdome 's lost To great Nebuâ—hadnâ—zzar and his host 1. Chronicles Here euery Tribe is numbred to their names To their memorials and immortall fames And Dauids acts t' instruct misguided men Are briefly here recorded all agen 2. Chronicles The state of Israel Iâ—dah and their Kings This Booke againe againe Recordance brings Their plagues of plague of â—â—mineâ—â—lâ—uery sword For their contemâ—ing heau'ns All sauing word Mâ—â—â—ssâ—â—â— Praâ—er Mâ—â—â—ssâ—â— almost drown'd in black despaire Gaines mercy by repentance and by prayer Ezrs. The Persian Monarch Câ—â—â—â— granteth haue The Iewes once more their freedomâ— should receiue When at Ierusâ—lâ—m they make abâ—d They all with zeale â—â—â—â—â— the house of God Malicious men with poysnous â—â—â—â—â— fild Makes Artaâ—â—â— â—irdeâ— tho'e that build Yet God so workes that Israels is loâ—e and zâ—ale Resâ—mes againe their ancient Church and weale Nehemiah The booke of Ezra doth concord with this Commanding good forbidding what 's amisse And godly Nehemiah â—â—â—â—â— reform'd What sinne and Sathan had long time deform'd Esther Here he that dwels in heauen doth deride Queene Vshy's and ambitious Hamans pride The Iewes are sau'd by Esters suite from death And Haman and his Sons hang'd loose their breath Poore Mordecay is held in high account And to great greatnesse humbly he doth mount Thus God doth raise all those his Lawes doe seeke He layes the lofty low exâ—lâ—s the meeke Iob. No lusse of Sonnes and Daughters goods and all Make not this man into impatience fall Assailing Sathan tempring wife false friends With perfect patience he â—ll woeâ—â— defends I â—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— quoth he into this world And â—â—â—â—d herâ—â—â—â—â—â— I shall be hurâ—d God giues and takes according to his word And blessed euer bee the liuing Lord. Psâ—lmes The blessed Kingly Prophet sweetly sings â—â—â—nall praises to the King of Kings Gods Power Iustice Mercy Fauour looke For they are comprehended in this Booke Prouerbs The wisest man that euer man begot In heauenly Prouerbs shewes what 's good what 's not Ecclessiastes Health strength wit valour wordly wisdome pelfe All 's nought and worse then vanity it selfe Salomons song This Song may well be call'd the Song of Songs It to the heauenly Bride and Groome belongs It truely shewes Christs loue vnto his loue His Church his Wife his Virgin Spouse his Doue Isaâ—ah This worthy Prophet truely doth foretell How Christ shall come to conquer death and hell Rewards vnto the godly he repeats And to the godlesse he denounceth threats Ieremy This Man of God long time before foreshoes Ierusalems Captiuity and woes Lamentations He wishes here his head a fountaine deepe That he might weepe weepe nothing else but weep That he might gush forth flowing streames fo teares For Iuaah's thraldome misery and feares Ezeâ—hiel In Babylon this Prophet Captiue is And there he prophesies of bale and blisse How all must come to passe the Lord hath said How Iudgement surely comes although dalayed Daniel The Kings darke dreame the Prophet doth expound For which he 's highly honour'd and renown'd Nabuchadnezzar doth an Image frame Commands all paine of death t' adore the same Three godly Iewes by no meanes will fall downe And for contempt are in the fornace throwne Where midst the flames vnhurt they sweetly sing Which wonder doth conuert the tyrant King Here Daniel Prophesies of Christ to come Of Babel Persia Graâ—ia and Rome Hosea He tels misgouern'd Israel their sinnes And how the losse of grace destruction winnes Ioel. This Prophet tels the stubborne hearted Iewes How heau'ns consuming wrath apace ensues He therefore doth perswade them to contrition And by contrition they shall haue remission Amos. Mans thanklesse heart and Gods vnmeasur'd loue This Prophet doth to Isr'els faces proue Obadiah He comforts Pudah ouer-prest with woes And prophesies destruction of their foes Ionah Here Ionah tels the Niniâ—itrs except Repentance wrath of Heauen doe intercept In forty dayes high low rich poore great small The Lords hot fury shall consume them all With hearts vnâ—aign'd the sinfull Citie mournes The Lord grants mercy Ionah backe returnes Micah He speakes of Isr'els and of Iuda's crimes And tels them their confusion comes betimes Nahâ—m The Niniâ—ites againe forsake the Lord And are subdu'd by the Assirian sword This Prophet comforts those that are opprest And tels the godly they shall be releast Habakkuk He doth be waile th' oppression of the poore For mercy humbly he doth God implore To keepe the Captiu'd Iewes from fell despaire He teâ—ches them a heauenly forme of Prayer Zephaniaâ— He fils the good with hope the bad with â—eare And tels the Iewes their thraldome draweth neere Haggay He exhorteth them to patience in their paine And bids them build the Temple once againe Zachariah He tels the Iewes why they haue plagued beene He bids them shunne Idolatry and sinne Malachi For sinne he doth reproâ—e both Peince and Priest And shewes the comming both of Iohn and Christ. Which Christ shall be a Sauiour vnto all That with true faith obey his heauoâ—ly call Apâ—â—ryphâ— These bookes doe all in generall intimate The State