expressed by Saint Paul Romans 9. 3. Where he saith For I would wish myselfe to be separated from Christ for my brethren that are my kinsmen according to the flesh Thus these two blessed Lamps or Beacons which God appointed to illuminate his Church did desire the dreadfull Curse of Gods heauy and eternall wrath to fall vpon them for euer rather then Gods honour should be violated or their brethren befor euer reprobates These two last Curses of Moses and Paul against themselues were so great and good examples of true zeale to God and loue to our neighbours that though it be long since they liued yet I haue not read or heard of any that euer imitated them Moses as a Type of Christ before his Incarnation and Paul as a follower of Christs example after his bitter death and passion did both wish themselues to be accursed to the end that thereby so many of their miserabeb rethren might be blessed so our Sauiour Christ though hee were and is the fountaine of all blessing yet hee was contented to be made a Curse for as many as would lay hold on the promises of God by faith in him Galatians 3 23 14. And thus I conclude my third part of this Treatise of Man Cursing himselfe Fourthly When Man Curseth or Blasphemeth God THis sinne is as it may rightly be called a degree beyond sinne for this is the sword which the Deuill doth put into mad-mens hands wherewith they doe wound themselues mortally for there were neuer yet any that durst to lift vp this Cursed weapon of Blasphemy against God but that the point thereof did alwayes turne into their owne bosomes to their destructions or most grieuous calamities as Pharaoh when hee said Who is the Lord I know not the Lord neither will I leâ—â— Israel goe Exodus 5. 2. and Sennacherib King of Assyria by the mouth of his seruant Rabshakeh blasphemed the Name of the Lord of Hoasts 2. Kings 18. Where he doth impiously extoll the Heathen Idols aboue the God of Israel saying verse 34. and 35. Whence is the God of Hamath and of Arpad Where is the God of Sepharuatm Heua and Iuab How haue they deliuered Samaria out of mine hand The like did Holophernes Iudith 6. 3. when he threatned the Israelites in Bethuliah saying That their God should not deliuer them When he had set vp his golden Image threatning all that would not fall down and worship it with most cruell torments to death he proudly said Who is that God that can deliuer you out of mine hands Nicanor Lieutenant Generall or Captaine of the Host of King Demetrius 2. Machabeus 15. Against Iudas Machabeus and the Host of Israel whom he purposed to inuade vpon the Sabbath day said verse 3. Is there a Lord in Heauen that commandeth the Sabbath day to be kept and verse 4. when they said There is a liuiâ—â— Lord which ruleth in the Heauen who commanded the seuenth day to be kept then he said And I am mighty vpon Earth to command them for to arms themselues and to performe the Kings busines But this Blasphemons miscreant had his hire for he lost 35000. of his men in the battell and himselfe was slaine and his head hand and shoulder brought in triumph to the City of Ierusalem and his accursed tongue cut out and cut in small pieces and giuen to the fowles of the Ayre as the same chapteâ— doth declare The Scribes and Pharises Marke 3. 22. did Blaspheme our Sauiour and said hee had Deuill and that through the power of Beelzebub he did cast out Deuils out of the possessed But as the liues of these and all other Blasphemers were odious and execrable so were their deaths and punishments miserable and remarkable for Pharaoh after the enduring of many most grieuous plagues lost his Kingdome and his life he and all his Army being drowned in the red Sea Exod. 14. 27 28. Sennacherib for his Blasphemy lost in one night 185000. men all of them being slaine by the Angell of the Lord himselfe being forced to flee to saue his life where at his returne to his Kingdome he was slaine by his owne sonnes in the Temple at Nineueh as he was at the vngodly worship of his god Nisroch 2. Kings 19. 37. Holophernes that blasphemous Champion was by Gods iust Iudgement being asleepe in his Tent and drunken although he were in his Camp amidst a great Army of his owne rusty Souldiers yet was his head smote from his shoulders by a woman and carried â—nto the City of Bethulia and there vpon the highest place of the walles set vp in memoriall of Gods vengeance and his peoples victory â—deth 14. 1. Nebuchà dnezzar was for his blasphemy depriued of his manly reason and Kingdome â—nd for seuen yeeres space liued as a beast among the beasts of the field Daniel 4. 30. The Scribes and Pharises who were the onâ—y men in reuerend estimation amongst the â—ewes as being the writers and expounders of the Lawes for their blasphemy were deliuered vp into most miserable captiuity and â—â—erpetuall slauery as is before expressed God is iealous of the honour of his Name that he commanded the blasphemer â—o be stoned to death Leuiticus 24. 14. Which was forthwith executed vpon him in the â—3 verse For which cause when that blessed man Iob was in his greatest afflictions sitting in â—â—shes full of Byles and sores then his wife perswaded him to Curse or blaspheme God and dye Iob 2. 9. She well knowing that the Law was so strict that for euery such â—ffence there was a speedy execution of death and so by that meanes shee would haue perswaded him to haue been quickly dispatched out of his paine and misery Briefly then to conclude this short Treatise Cursing I beseech you brethren by the â—percies of God that you all haue an especiall â—â—are not to blaspheme the holy and glorious Name of our good and gracious Creator Redeemer and Sanctifier that we by our Cursing doe not turne his blessings into a Curse vpon vs and our posterity here and eternally thereafter that wee bee not so much out of â—oue charity and obedience as to Curse our Superiours neighbours or any other persons or lastly that wee bee not so wilfully â—â—ad to Curse ourselues all which Cursed â—â—eanes are the causes to plucke downe vpon our heads the dreadfull Curses of the Almighty as it hath done in all times and ages vpon Blasphemers and Cursers Against Swearing WHen man hath so farre offended God by his disobedience that hee had thereby purchased to himselfe and all his posterity perpetuall damnation not knowing which way to turne himselfe from the Almighties wrath and much lesse knowing how to bee repossest in his fauour when vndeserued vnknowne vnhoped for mans infinite misery was to bee cured by his Creators infinite mercy then at that time if God had giuen man leaue to aske some great gift which he might be redeemed by had he had licence to desire or request what
griefe surpassing griefe To see her Sauiour captiu'd as a thiefe Her Loue beyond all loues her Lord her all Into the hands of sinfull slaues to fall If but a mother haue a wicked sonne That hath to all disordred orders runne As treasons rapes blasphomings murther theft And by the Law must be of life berest Yet though he suffer iustly by desert His suff'ring surely wounds his mothers heart Suppose a woman haue a vertuous childe Religious honest and by nature milde And he must be to execution brought For some great fault he neuer did nor thought And she behold him when to death hee 's put Then sure tormenting griefe her heart must cut These griefes are all as nothing vnto this Of this blest Mother of eternall blisse Her gracious Sonne that neuer did aâ—nisse His gracelesse seruant with a Iudas kisse Betraid him vnto misbeleening slaues Where he was led away with bils and staues To Annaâ— Caiphae Pilate and to those That to th' Immortall God were mortall foes Ah Iudas couldst thou make so base account Of Him whose worth doth heauen and earth surmount Didst thou esteeme of 30. paltry pence More then the life of the eternall Prince O monstrous blindnesse that for so small gaine Sold endlesse blisse to buy perpetuall paine Is' t possible damn'd auarice could compell Thee sell heau'ns Kingdome for the sinke of hell Our Father Adam vnto all our woes Did for an Apple blessed Eden lose And Esau borne a Lord yet like a slaue His birth-right for a messe of pottage gaue And poore Gehizi telling of a lye His couetousnesse gain'd his leprosie And though the text their deeds doe disallow Yet they made better matches farre then thou I doe not heere impute this deed of shame On Iudas because Iudas was his name For of that name there haue beene men of might Who the great battels of the Lord did fight And others more But sure this impure blot Stickes to him as hee 's nam'd Iskarriott For in an Anagram Iskarriott is By letters transposition traytor kis ISKARRIOTT Anagramms TRAITOR KIS. KIsse Traytor kisse with an intent to kill And cry all haile when thou dost meane all ill And for thy fault no more shall Iudas be A name of treason and foule infamie But all that fault I 'le on Iskarriott throw Because the Anagram explaines it so Iskarriott for a bribe and with a kisse Betraid his Master the blest King of Blisse And after but too late with conscience wounded Amaz'd and in his senses quite confounded With crying Woe woe woe oh woe on me I haue betraid my Master for a fee Oh I haue sinned sinned past compare And want of grace and faith pluckes on despaire Oh too-too late it is to call for grace What shall I doe where is some secret place That I might shield me from the wrath of God I haue deseru'd his euerlasting rod. Then farewell grace and faith and hope and loue You are the gifts of the great God aboue You onely on th'Elect attendants be Despaire hell horror terror is for me My hainous sinne is of such force and might 'T will empt th' Exchequer of Gods mercy quite And therefore for his mercy I le not call But to my iust deseru'd perdition fall I still most gracelesse haue all grace withstood And now I haue betraid the guiltlesse blood My Lord and Master I haue sold for pelfe This hauing said despayring hang'd himselfe There we leaue him and now must be exprest Something of her from vvhom I haue digrest The Virgins heart vvith thousand griefs vvas nipâ— To see her Sauiour flouted hated vvhipt Despightfulnesse beyond despight vvas vs'd And vvith abuse past all abuse abus'd His apprehension grieu'd her heart full sore His cruell scourges grieu'd her ten times more And wheÌ„ his blessed head with thorns was crown'd Then floods of griefe on griefe her soule did wouÌ„d But then redoubled was her griefe and feare When to his death his Crosse she saw him beare And lastly but alas not least nor last When he vpon the tree was nailed fast With bitter teares deep heart-wounding groues With sobs and sighs this Maiden-Mother moanes What tongue or pen can her great griefe vnfold When Christ said Woman now thy Sonne behold That voyce like Ice in Iune more cold and chill Did dangerously wound and almost kill Then as old Simeon prophesi'd before The sword of sorrow through her heart did gore And if 't were possible all womens woes One woman could within her brest inclose They were but puffes sparkes mole-hills drops of raine To whirl-winds meteors Kingdomes or the maine Vnto the woes griefes sorrowes sighs and teares Sobs gronings terrors and a world of feares Which did beset this Virgin on each side When as her Sonne her Lord and Sauiour dide Thus he to whom compar'd all things are drosse Humbled himselfe to death euen to the Crosse He that said Let there be and there was light He that made all things with his mighty might He by whom all things haue their life and breath He humbled himselfe vnto the death Vnto the death of the curst Crosse this he This he this He of hee 's did stoope for me For me this Wel-spring of my soules releefe Did suffer death on either hand a theefe The one of them had runne a theeuing race Rob'd God of Glory and himselfe of Grace He wanted liuely faith to apprehend To end his life for life that ne'r shall end With faithlesse doubts his minde is armed stiffe And doth reuile our Sauiour with an If. If that thou be the Sonne of God quoth he Come from the Crosse and saue thy selfe and me The other Theefe arm'd with a sauing faith Vnto his fellow turn'd and thus he saith Thou guilty wretch this man is free and cleare From any crime for which he suffers here We haue offended we haue iniur'd many But this man yet did neuer wrong to any We iustly are condemn'd he false accus'd He hath all wrong all right to vs is vs'd Hee 's innocent so are not thou and I We by the Law are iustly iudg'd to dye Thus the good Theefe euen at his latest cast Contrary to a Theefe spake truth at last And looking on our Sauiour faithfully Whilst Christ beheld him with a gracious eye These blest words were his prayers totall â—â—â— O Lord when thou shalt to thy Kingdome come Remember me Our Sauiour answer'd then A doctrine to confute despairing men Thou who by liuely faith laist hold on me This day in Paradise with me shalt be Thus as this theefes life was by theft supplide So now he stole heau'ns Kingdome when he dyde And I doe wish all Christians to agree Not t'liue as ill but dye as well as he Presumptuous sinnes are no way here excus'd For here but one was sau'd and one refus'd Despaire for sinnes hath here no rule or ground For as here 's one was lost so one was found To teach vs not to sinne with wilfull
rest he 's one that I must thanke With his good wife and honest brother Frank. Now for the City 'T is of state and Port Where Emperors Kings haue kept their Court 939 yeere the foundation Was layd before our Sauiours Incarnation By * Ebrank was the fift K. of Britain after Brule Ebrank who a Temple there did reare And plac'd a * An Arch-Flamâ—â— which was as an idolatrous high Priest to Dians Flammin to Diana there But when King Lucius here the Scepter swaid The Idols leuell with the ground were layd Then Eleutherius Romes high Bishop plac'd An Archbishop at Yorke with Titles grac'd Then after Christ 627. Was Edwin * Edwin and his whole family were baptized on Easter day the 12. of Aprill 6 7â— baptiz'd by the grace of heauen He pluck'd the Minster down that then was wood And made it stone a deed both great and good The City oft hath knowne the chance of warres Of cruell forraigne and of home-bred iarres And those that further please thereof to read May turne the volumes of great Hollinshead 'T is large 't is pleasant and magnificent The Norths most fertile famous ornament 'T is rich and populous and hath indeed No want of any thing to serue their need Abundance doth that noble City make Much abler to bestow then need to take So farewell Yorke * Yorkshire the greatest shire in England and 308. â—â—â— about Speed the tenth of August then Away came I for London with my men To dinner I to Pomfret quickly rode Where good hot Venison staid for my abode I thanke the worshipfull George Shillito He fill'd my men and me and let vs goe There did I well view ouer twice or thrice A strong a faire and ancient Edifice Reedifi'd where it was ruin'd most At th' high and hopefull Prince * Pomfret Castle of Wales his cost I saw the roome where Exton * Prince Charles and his rowt Of Traytors Royall Richards braines beat out And if that King did strike so many blowes As hackes and hewes vpon one pillar showes There are one hundred slashes he withstood Before the Villaines shed his Kingly blood From Pomfret then vnto my noble friend Sir Robert Swift at Doncaster we wend An ancient Knight of a most generous spirit Who made me welcome farre beyond my merit From thence by Newarke I to Stamâ—ord past And so in time to London at the last With friends and neighbors all with louing hearts Did welcome me with pottles pintes and quarts Which made my Muse more glib and blythe to tell Thistory of my Voyage So farewell * Sir Pierce of Exton Knight King Richard the second murdered there An Epilogue Thus haue I brought to end a worke of paine I wish it may requite me with some game For well I wote the dangers where I ventered No full bag'd man would euer durst haue entered But hauing further shores for to discouer Hereafter now my Pen doth here giue ouer FINIS THE GREAT O TOOLE ENglands Scotlands Irelands Mirror Mars his fellow Rebels Terror These lines doe gallop for their pleasure Writ with neither feet or measure Because Prose Verse or Anticko Story Cannot Blaze O Tooles great Glory GReat Moguls Landlord and both Indies King Whose selfe-admiring Fame dot â— lowdly ring Writes 4. score yeeres More Kingdomes he hath right to The Starres say so And for them be wiâ— Fight toâ— And though this worthlesse Age will not beleeue him But clatter spatter slander scoffe and grieue him Yet he and all the world in this agree That such another TOOLE will deuer bee AN ENCOMIVM OR ENCO-MI-ASS TRICK DEDICATED TO THE VNLIMITED memory of Arthur O Toole or O Toole the Great Being the Sonne and Heire of Brian O Toole Lord of Poores Court and farre Collen in the County of Dublin in the Kingdome of Ireland The Marâ— and Mercury the Agamemnon and Vlisses both for Wisdome and Valour in the Kingdomes of Great Britaine and Ireland Prologue BRaue Vsquebough that fierce Hibernian liquor Assist my braine and make my wit run quicker To heat my Muse like to a well warm'd Chimney I beg thy merry ayde kinde Polyhimny I list not to call Fables into question Nor of Baboones or idle bables jest I on And yet if Sence or reason heere you looke for For neither or for either read this Booke for And if perchance I doe in any word lye Doe as I writ it reade it o'r absurdly Though in these daies there are a Crew of fond men That for inuention striue to goe beyond men And write so humerous Dogmaticall To please my Lord and Lady what d' ee Cail With Inkehorne tearms stiffe quilted bumbastâ—â— And though not vnderstood yet are well tasted And therefore I 'l not reach beyond the bounds of My weake capacity nor search the sounds of Deepe Natures secrets or Arts spacious cirquit My Muse is free from those my selfe will her quâ— But leauing idle toyes with toyle endure I on To write the praise of this braue bold Centutiâ—â— THE ARGVMENT AND MEANING of this following History IN all Ages and Countries it hath euer bin knowne that Famous men haue florished whose worthy Actions and Eminency of place haue euer beene as conspicuous Beacons Burning and blazing to the Spectators view the sparkes and flames whereof hath sometimes kindled Courage in the most coldest and Effeminate Cowards as Thersites amongst the Grecians Amadis de Gaule Sir Huon of Burdeaux in France Sir Beuis Gogmagog Chinon Palmerin Lancelot and Sir Tristram amongst vs here in England Sir Degre Sir Grime and Sir Gray Steele in Scotland Don Quixot with the Spaniards Gargantua almost no where Sir Dagonet and Sir Triamore any where all these and many more of the like Raâ—â— haue fill'd whole Volumes with the ayrie Imaginations of their vnknowne and vnmatchable worths Sâ— Ireland amongst the rest had the Honor to produce and breed a sparke of Valour Wisedome and Magninimity to whom all the Nations of the world must giue place The Great O Toole is the toole that my Muse takes in hand whose praises if they should be set forth to the full would make Apollo and the Muses Barren To whom the nine Worthies were neuer to be compared betwixt whom and Haniball Scipio the Great Pompey or Tamberlaine was such oddes that it was vnfit the best of them should â—ell his stirrop and who by his owne Report in whom Ireland may reioyce and England be merry whose Youth was Dedicated to Mars and his Age to Westminster which ancient Cittie is now honour'd with his beloued Residence To the Honour of the Noble CAPTAINE O TOOLE THou Famous man East West and North and Southward â—om Boreas cold rump t' Austers slauering mouthward â—all Apolloes daughters all to witnes â—uch would I praise thee but my Wit wants fitnesâ— â—â— thou thy selfe of thy selfe canst speake so-well â—â—ut though my Rimes not altogether goe-well â—â—et if the worlds applause would not
but all wit And thy blown tongue wil make great ships to saile From coast to coast if winde and weather faile Againe Againe his Muse from sodaine sleep is waked And saies this booke of thine is nat'rall naked Thou urely art a seruiceable waiter For when thou mad'st this booke thou didst not loyter Yet much he doubts if God or fiend will haue thee For if thou be'st sau'd sure thy booke will saue thee If I to scape the gallowes needs must read I surely for another booke will plead The reason that incites me thereunto Thy booke to saue thee hath enough to doe This man hath a Greeke name This Gentleman thy praise doth briefely note Compares thy wit and senses to a Goare And well thy breeding he hath here exprest A Phoenix hatch'd from out the Wag-tailes nest But let them say and call thee what they will Thou wast and art and wilt be Coriat still Thomas Farnabie alias Baiurâ—fc Here 's one that like a carefull true Collector Tells like a Bee thou fill'st thy combe with Nectar Die when thou wilt in honour of thy Name Ram-headed Bel-weathers shall ring thy fame Guilielmus Austin I thinke this Author doth equiuocate In writing of the word â—â—â— The word so prittily he seemes to curtall That I imagine it is done for sportall But he perswades thee trauell once agen And make the world to surfet with thy pen. Glareanus Vadeanus Thou fatall impe to Glastenburie Abby The Prophecie includes thou art no baby That ouer Odcombs towne must one day ferrie As Whiting earst did ouer Glastenberie But yet 't is pitty one of thy rare skill Should like the Monke be drowned vpon a hill If thou canst climbe to heauen in hempen string Thy same for euer then my Muse shall sing But yet 't is safer in a Trunke to hide Then such a dang'rous wincing iade to ride Iohannes Iackeson Thou that hast trauel'd much from coast to coast Come eat this Egge that is nor rawe nor rost For like a friend this man hath plaid the cooke And potch'd this Ginnie Egge into thy booke Michael Draiton Now here 's another followes with a messe In haste before thy Booke comes to the Presse The shortnesse of the time is all his fault But now he 's come and brings thee spoons salt He saies that thou hast taught the right behauior How with great men we all may liue in fauor He bids thee liue and with their loues to ioyne Whose worth and vertues are most like to thine Nicholas Smith This Author liuely hath thy fame exprest But yet his lines are different from the rest For all but he that doe thy praises pen Say thou art farre vnlike to other men But this man to thy honour doth relate How many Courtiers thee doe imitate And how for feare thou should'st be stolne away They make themselues as like thee as they may For if they lose thee by false theft or slaughter The Court I feare will weep for want of laughter Thy greatnes here the pore-blind world may see He saies not I thy peeres haue iudged thee Stand to their censures then make no deniall For surely thou hast had a noble triall Laurentius Emley Here 's one commends thy booke and bodies paine And counsels thee to trauell once againe Whereas the treasure of thy wit and body Shall tire each lumpish asse and dronish noddie A horse that beares thy corpes more ease shall find Then men can haue in bearing of thy minde For in thy minde is many a paire of gallowes Waigh's more then thee or twentie of thy fellowes Was nothing in thy iourney small or mickle But in thy minde thou barrell'dst it in pickle So that if men to see thy minde were able There 's more confusion then was ere at Babel For there 's confusion both of tongues and towers Of loftie steeples and of lowly bowers Of libbets racks and round nor menting wheeles Of Haddockes Paddockes and of slipp'rie Eeles Of wit of sense of reason death and life Of loue of hate of concord and of strife The seuen deadly sinnes and liberall Arts Doe in thy minde discord and haue tane parts It is a doubt which side the conquest winnes Either the liberall Arts or deadly sinnes Not fourtie Elephants can beare the loade Of pondrous things that haue in thee abode Thy minde waighs more then I can write or speak Which heauie burden Atlas backe would breake Iohannes Dauis This Gentleman thy trauels doth relate Applauding much the hardnesse of thy pate I thinke thy head 's as hard as steele or rockes How could thy cox-comb else endure such knocks The brauest Smithes of Britaine haue tane paines To beat vpon the anuill of thy braines But let them beat thou canst abide the blowes Thou countst theÌ„ fauors which thy friends bestows One with a cocks-combe hits thee o'r the comb Another with an Asses eares strikes home Another with a fooles coat and a cap As hard as he can driue giues thee a clap But let them strike with what they please to strike Thy hardened head will not their strokes dislike The blows the Boore did giue thee in the vineyard Thou put'st them vp neuer drew'st thy whiniard Thou took'st a beating from a boorish foe-man I hope that thou wilt scorne a knocke from no man Richardus Badley Here 's one whose lines coÌ„mend thee with the most And saies how that a foole at Pentecost At Whitsontide he meanes did ouerthrow thee And at thy owne blunt weapon ouer-crow thee If it be true me thinkes 't is wondrous strange That thou so many countries o'r should'st range And hast the tongues of Latine and of Greeke Yet 'gainst a foole should'st haue thy wits to seeke I at the Sessions house the like haue seene When malefactors at the bar haue beene Being well-read Schollers for their booke would plead Yet for their liues haue had no power to read So thou great Polypragmon wast more graueld With this wise foole theÌ„ else-wher as thou traueld Henricus Peacham Of all rare sights in city court or towne This Author saies thou brauely put'st them downe The horrid darke eclipse of Sunne or Moone The Lyon Elephant or the Baboone The huge Whale-bone that 's hang'd vp at White-hall The sight of thee puts downe the diuell and all Tricks ligges and motions are but idle toyes The sight of thee their glories all destroyes The sweetnesse of thy Phisnomy is such That many to behold it would giue much But they are blind and would giue more to see And therefore would giue much to looke on thee The Viopian Tongue Thoytem Asse Coria Tushrump cod she adirustie Mungrellimo whish whap ragge dicete tottrie Mangelusquem verminets nipsem barely battimsore Culliandolt trauellerebumque graiphone trutchmore Pusse per mew Odcomb gul abelgsk foppery shig shag Cock a peps Comb settishamp Idioshte momulus tag rag Iacobus Field This Author 'mongst the rest in kindnesse comes To grace thy trauels with a world of
haue nam'd And thousands more in histories defam'd With partiall selfe-opinion did approue Their sensuality and Lust was Loue. When as the ods is more then day from night Or fire from water blacke from purest white The one with God one with the Deuill doth dwell Loue comes froÌ„ heauen lust doth spring from hell But the old Prouerbe ne'r will be forgot A Lechers loue is like Sir Reuerence hot And on the sudden cold as any stone For when the lust is past the loue is gone But Loue is such a blessing from on hie Whoâ—e zealous feruency can neuer die It out-liues life and the ascending flame Mounts to the God of Loue from whence it came Lust made * Genesis Seths sons with fornication vaine Ioyne with the daughters of accursed Cain And the world suffered for their fornication Depopulation by the inundation And twenty and foure thousand Israelites Dyde for this sinne amongst the a Numbers Madi wites For the not punishing this fact almost The Tribe of b Iudges 19. 20 and 21. â—5000 were slaine of the Israelites and there remained of the Heniamites onely 600. Beniamin were slaine and lost May this be call'd loue Then call vertue vice And euery bawdy house a Paradise If lust were loue it would not like a Wolfe Drowne Louers hearts in desperations Gulfe A Theban c For Aut gona the daughter of Oedipus and Iocasta Haâ—on himselfe madly kill'd On his too deere deers Tombe his heart bloud spild For Phaon a poore Watermans sweet sake Faire Sapho from a rocke her d The more foole-shee though shee were a Poetesse necke shee brake Pheaâ—ra for her Hippoliâ—us they say Did hang her selfe and make a Holli-day And e Shee was daughter to Liâ—urgus King of Thrace Phillis for f Sonne to Thesens Demophoon did as much I le neuer loue if Loues effects be such To quench the Carthaginian g Dido for Entas burned her selfe Queenes desire Shee burnt her selfe vpon a pile of fire If either Prâ—amus or Thisby had Not beene starke fooles or else exceeding mad The doting idle misconceiuing Elues So desperately had ne'r fore-done themselues Thus all the difference betwixt loue and lust Is one is iust the other is vniust Search but in Histories and men may find Examples beyond numbring of this kind How of both Sexes and each state and sort Of people from the cottage to the Court Haue madly run this course some hang'd some drownd Burnt staru'd stab'd theÌ„selues with many a wouÌ„d Or pin'd away like Coxcombs euer crauing To haue the thing that 's neuer worth the hauing In Antwerp many filthy Whores I saw That for their Trading were allowde by Law And I in Pragus did see a street of Whores An English mile in length who at their doores Did stand and ply rich clad and painted rare More hard then euer I plyde for a fare Th' Italian Stewes to make the Pope good cheere Payd twenty thousand Duckets in a h Almost euery yeere a ducket is more than 8 shillings which summe is 8000l yeere Besides they giue a Priest t' amend his fee The profit of a Whore or two or three Me thinkes it must be bad Diuinity That with the Stewes hath such affinity 'T is a mad Doctrine Lechery should pay A Church-mans stipend that should preach pray And in those stewes where women are so common In entertaining all refusing no man Whereas a father with a Whore may lye Which done his sonne his place may hap supply And then an Vnkle or a Brother may Succeed each other in that damned play For no propinquity or no degree Of kin that haut there that can sweare th' are free From this commixion and which is worst A Whore may haue a bastard borne and nurst And growne a woman and to this trade set her May be a Whore to him that did beget her Or to her brothers or to all her kin Shee may be prostituted in this sin And therefore to conclude this point I muse That Christian Common-wealths allow a Stewes I thinke that Thieues as well allow'd should be As Whores and Whoremasters should thus be free They from the Heathen doe examples bring That Whoring is a rare commodious thing There was an ancient vse in Babylon When as a womans stocke was spent and gone Her liuing it was lawfull then to get Her carkasse out to liuerie to let And Venus did allow the Cyprian Dames To get their liuings by their bodies shames Lieurgus did a Law in Sparta make That all men might their barren wiues forsake And by the same Law it ordained was Wiues might vnable husbands turne to grasse And the wise Solon the Athenian Allow'd whores to be free for any man And though these things the Pagan people did Yet Christian gouernments these things forbid But ther 's no Common-wealth maintains the same But where the a Not in any place but where Romes supremacie is allowed Pope is Landlord of the game The Stewes in England bore a beastly sway Till the eight b Anno Regni 37. Henry banish'd them away And since those common whores were quite put downe A damned crue of priuate whores are growne So that the diuell will be doing still Either with publique or with priuate ill Thus much for whoring I must say agen It hath produced many valiant men Braue Bastards haue beene famous Conquerours And some great Lords and Kings and Emperours As Hercules Ioues mighty Bastard-sonne And c So sayes Cornelius Agrippa but I â—â—â—de it otherwise in Quintus Curtius Alexander King of Macedon Clodouee King of France from Bastardie And William Conqueror from Normandie These and a number more I could recite Besides the vnknowne numbers infinite And sure that wretched man that married is Vnto a wife dispos'd to this amiss Is mad to wrong himselfe at all thereby With heart-griefe and tormenting iealousie If he hath cause for 't let him then forsake her And pray God mend her or the diuell take her If she hath no cause to be iealous then He 's worthy to be made the scorne of men Thus cause or no cause man himselfe should arme That iealousie should neuer doe him harme The Nicholaitans to auoid the paine Of iealousie amongst them did ordaine That all their married wiues of each degree To euery one a common Whore should be And so amongst them one could hardly finde A Cuckold that did beare a iealous minde When I but thinke what Sciences and Arts What men and women full of ex'lent parts Forget their functions lay their vertues by And wait and liue and thriue by Lecherie A Poets Art all other Arts excell If he hath skill and grace to vse it well Yet many times 't is vs'd most base and vile When it descends vnto a bawdy stile To turne good humane studies and diuine Into most beastly lines like Aretine To seeke to merit euer-liuing Bayes For sordid stuffe like Ouids lustfull Layes
woman downe into the Celler and in the same place where the two Infants lost their liues hee did helpe the woman to wring a Bucke of his clothes and then hee requested her to helpe to conuey his goods out of his house for hee said that hee feared that the Sheriffe of Surry would come and seaze vpon all But the woman not thinking of any of the harme that was done imagined that he had meant that his goods would be seazed for debt and not for murther But to returne to the miserable Mother of the murdered Children shee said that her heart throbbed all the day as fore-boading some heauy mischance to come and hauing done her businesse that shee came about to London as soone as shee came home she asked for her Children to whom her Husband answered that they were at a neighbours house in the Towne Then said shee I will go thither to fetch them home No quoth he I will goe my selfe presently for them Then said his Wife Let the poore woman that is heere goe and bring them home But at last shee saw such delay was vsed shee was going her selfe then her Husband told her that hee had sent them to a Kinsmans of his at a Village called Sutton foure miles from Ewell and that he had prouided well for them and prâ—â—id her to bee contented and feare nothing for they were well These double tales of his made her to doubt somewhat was amisse therefore shee intreated him for Gods sake to tell her truly where they were Whereupon hee said If you will needs know where they are goe but vp the stayres into such a Chamber and there you shall find them But in what a lamentable perplexity of mind the poore woman was when shee perceiued how and which way they lost their liues any Christian that hath an heart of flesh may imagine Presently the Constable was sent for who tooke him into his custody who amongst other talke demanded of him why and how he could commit so vnnaturall a fact as to murder his Children To whom hee answered that he did it because he was not able to keep them and that hee was loth they should goe about the Towne a begging and moreouer that they were his owne and being so that hee might doe what hee would with them and that they had their liues from him and therefore he had taken their liues from them and was contented to lose his life for them for hee was sure that their miseries were past and for his part he had an assured hope to goe to them though they could not come to him So being had before a Iustice his Examination was very briefe for hee confest all the whole circumstances of the matter freely so that hee was sent to the common Prison of Surry cal'd the White Lyon where he remained fourteene or fifteene weekes a wonderfull penitent Prisoner neuer or very seldome being without a Bible or some other good booâ—e meditating vpon and when any one did but mention his Children hee would fetch a deep â—â—â— and weep desiring euery one to pray for â—â—â— and vpon his owne carenest request hee â—â—â—aide for at Pauls Crosse and at most of â—â—â— Churches in London and at many in the Country and at the Sessions holden at Croyâ—â—â— the latter end of Iuno last hee made such confesslion at the Barre declaring the â—â—â— of his life his odious Drinking his â—â—minable Whoring his cruell Murther â—â—â— the false dealing of his deceitfull freind â—â—â— was the cause of his finall wrack with â—â—â— Relations of his pronounced with vehemencey and protestations hee moâ—â—â— all that heard him to commiseration and â—â—â— So according to Law and Iustice hee was â—â—â— condemned and iudged for the murâ—ering of his two Children to be hang'd â—â—â— Iudgement was executed on him at â—â—â— Gallowes at Croydon on Munday the second day of Iune 1621. where hee â—â—â— with great penirency and remorce of 〈…〉 This was the lamentable end of Iohn Rowse â—â—â— of the age of fifty yeeres and one that â—â—â— right haue liu'd and dyed in better fashion â—â—â— had laid hold on the grace of heauen â—â—â— God 's protection and fatherly asâ—â—â—â—â—â— but of all that herein is declared this â—â—â— which I now declare is most lamenâ—â—â— and remarkable which is that Ewell â—â—â— a Market Towne not much aboue ten â—â—â— from London in a Christian Kingdome â—â—â— such a Kingdome where the all-sauing World of the euer liuing God is most diliâ—â—â—â— sincerely and plentifully preached â—â—â— this diligence as it were in â—â—â— or Center of this sincerity and in â—â—â— of this plenty the Towne of Ewell â—â—â— neither Preacher not Pastor for alâ—â—â—â—â—â—son age be able to maintaine on â—â—â— Preacher yet the liuing beeing in a â—â—â— hand is rented out to another for â—â—â— and yet no Preacher mainâ—â—â—â—â—â— Now the chiefe Landlord out of â—â—â— doth allow but seuen pounds â—â—â— Reader and the other that doth hyre the Parsonage at a great Rent doth giue the said Reader foure pound the yeere more out of his meanes and courtesie and by this meanes the Towne is serued with a poore old man that is halfe blinde and by reason of his age can scarcely read for all the world knowes that so small a stipend cannot finde a good Preacher Bookes and very hardly bread to liue on so that the poore soules dwelling there are in danger of famishing for want of a good Preacher to breake the Bread of life vnto them for a Sermon amongst them is as rare as warme weather in December or Ice in Iuly both which I haue seene in England though but seldome And as the Wolfe is most bold with the Sheepe when there is either no Shepheard or an impotent insufficient one so the Diuell perhaps tooke his aduantage of this wretched man seeing hee was so badly guarded and so weakly guided to withstand his force and malice for where God is least knowne and called vpon there Satan hath most power and domination But howsoeuer I wish with all my heart that that Towne and many more were better prouided then they are and then such numbers of soules would not be in hazzard to perish nor so many sufficient schollers that can preach and teach well liue in penuryo through want of maintenance I could runne further vpon this point but that I doe shortly purpose to touch it more to the quick in another Booke By this mans fall wee may see an example of Gods Iustice againste Drunkennes Whoredome and Murder the Diuell being the first Author who was a Murtherer from the beginning when â—l'd Catâ— with Enuy that hee murdered his brother Abel who tempted Dauid first to Adultery and afterwards to Murther who prouoked Herod to cause the blessed Seruant of God Iohn Baptist to lose his head because hee told him it was not lawfull for him to marry his brother Philips Wife and who was the prounker of the aforesaid Herod to marther all the innocent male children in
Sonnet 5. Three blinde Commanders BLinde fortune sightlesse loue and eyelesse death Like Great Triumue'rs swayes this earthly roome â—â—â— actions affections and very breathe Are in subiection to their fatall doome Ther 's nothing past or present or to come That in their purblinde power is not comprizde â—rom Crowne to cart from cradle to the toome â—ll are by them defamde or eternizde Why should we then esteeme this doating life â— That 's in the guideance of such blind-fold rule Whose chiefest peace is a continuall strife Whose gawdy pompes the pack and man the Mule Which liues long day he beares as he is able Til deaths blacke night doth make the graue his stable Sonnet 6. In the praise of musicke â—TWas Musick fetch'd Euridice from hell And rap'd grim Pluto with harmonious straines Renowned Orphens did with Musick quell The fiends and ease the tortur'd of their paines The Dolphin did account it wondrous gaines To heare Arion play as hee did ride Gods fiends fish fowles shepheards on the plains Melodious Musicke still hath magnifide And ancient records plainely doe decide How braue Orlands Palatine of France When he was raging mad for Meadors bride Sweet Musicke cur'd his crazed wits mischance For Musick 's only fit for heau'ns high quire Which though men cannot praise enough adutire Sonnet 7. The Map of misery LIke to the stone that 's cast in deepest wane That rests not till the bottome it hath found So I a wretch inthrald in sorrowes caue With woe and desperations fetters bound The captiue slaue imprison'd vnder ground Doom'd there by fates t' expire his wofull daies With care o'rwhelmd with grief sorrow drownd Makes mournfull moanings and lamenting layes Accusing and accursing fortunes playes Whose wither'd Autumne leauelesse leaues his tree And banning death for his too long delayes â— Remaines the onely poore despised hee If such a one as this the world confine His mischiefes are his his sport compar'd with mine Sonnet 8. Another in prayse of musicke NO Poet crownd with euerliuing bayes Tho art like floods should froÌ„ his knowledge flow He could not write enough in Musicks prayse To which both man and Angels loue doe owe If my bare knowledge ten times more did know And had ingrost all arte from Pernas hill If all the Muses should their skils bestow On me to amplifie my barren skill I might attempt in shew of my good will In Musicks praise some idle lines to write But wanting iudgement and my accent ill I still should be vnworthy to indite And run my wit on ground like ship on shelfe For musicks praise consisteth in it selfe A Cataplasmicall Satyre composed and compacted of sundry simples as salt vineger wormewood and a little gall very profitable to cure the impostumes of vice A Sauage rough-hair'd Satyre needs no guide Wher 's no way from the way he cannot â—lide Then haue amoÌ„gst you through the brakes briers From those who to the Cedars top aspires Vnto the lowest shrub or branch of broome That hath his breeding from earths teeming womb And now I talke of broome of shrubs and Cedars Me thinks a world of trees are now my leaders To prosecute this trauell of my penne And make comparison twixt trees and men The Cedars and the high cloud kissing Pynes Fecundious Oliues and the crooked Vines The Elme the Ash the Oake the Masty Beeche The Peare the Apple and the rug-gowned Peache And many more for it would tedious be To name each fruitfull and vnfruitfull tree But to proceed to show how men and trees In birth in breed in life and death agrees In their beginnings they haue all one birth Both haue their nat'rall being from the earth And heauens high hand where he doth please to blesse Makes trees or men or fruitful or fruitlesse In sundry vses trees do serue mans turne To build t' adorne to feed or else to burne Thus is mans state in all degrees like theirs Some are got vp to th' top of honours stayres Securely sleeping on opinions pillow Yet as vnfruitfull as the fruitlesse willow And fill vp roomes like worthlesse trees in woods Whose goodnesse all consists in ill got goods He like the Cedar makes a goodly show But no good fruite will from his greatnesse grow Vntill he die and from his goods depart And then giues all away despight his heart Then must his friends with mourning cloth be clad With insides merry and with outsides sad What though by daily grinding of the poore By bribry and extortion got his store Yet at his death he gownes some foure-score men And t is no doubt he was a good man then Though in his life he thousands hath vndone To make wealth to his cursed coffers runâ— If at his buriall groats a piece bee giuen I le warrant you his soule 's in hell or heauen And for this doale perhaps the beggers striues That in the throng seuenteene doe lose their liues Let no man tax me here with writing lies For what is writ I saw with mine owne eyes Thus men like barren trees are feld and lopt And in the fire to burne are quickly popt Some man perhaps whilst he on earth doth liue Part of his vaine superfluous wealth will giue To build of Almshouses some twelue or ten Or more or lesse to harbour aged men Yet this may nothing be to that proportion Of wealth which he hath gotten by extortion What i st for man his greedy minde to serue To be the cause that thousands die and sterue And in the end like a vaine-glorious theefe Will giue some ten or twelue a poore reliefe Like robbers on the way that take a purse And giue the poore a mite to scape Gods curse But know this thou whose goods are badly gotten When thou art in thy graue consum'd and rotten Thine heire perhaps wil feast with his sweet punk And Dice and Drabb and eu'ry day be drunk Carowsing Indian Trinidado smoake Whilst thou with Sulph'rous flames are like to choake See see yond gallant in the Cloke-bag breech Hee 's nothing but a Trunke cram'd full of speech He 'l sweare as if 'gainst heau'n he wars would wage And meant to plucke downe Phoebus in his rage When let a man but try him hee 's all oathes And odious lies wrapt in vnpaid for cloathes And this Lad is a Roaring boy forsooth An exlent morsell for the hangmans tooth He carelesly consumes his golden pelfe In getting which his Father damn'd himselfe Whose soule perhaps in queÌ„chlesse fire doth broile Whilst on the earth his sonne keepes leuell coile T is strange to Church what numbers daily flock To drinke the Spring of the eternall Rocke The great â—ouâ—â—-sauing Satan slaying Word Gainst sin death hell th' alcoâ— quering sacred sword Where high lehonahs Trumpâ—ters sound forth From East to West from Souâ—â— vnto the North For through all lands their Embasseyes are borne And neuer doe againe in vaine returne Which either is of life to life the sauor Or death
and be Tombd with him together Sonnets 3. FRom two strong Iailes thy corps â—onâ—â— acquitted The one compact of flesh and bloud and bone The other vnrelenting sencelesse stone By God to one by man to one committed I euer did expect a happy time When thou shouldst shake by bondage from thy backer I euer hop'd that thy vnwilling crime Would be forgot and thou secur'd from wracke For this I wish'd and prat'd both day and night I onely aym'd to haue thy body freed But heau'n beyond my reason had decreed Soule body both at once to free thee quite Thou in thy life hast past a world of trouble But death from double Iailes hath freed thee double Sonnet 4. COrruption Incorruption hath put on Immortall weake mortality is made Earths wo hath gain'd a happy heauenly throne By death life dyes by life deaths force doth fade Though death kill life yet life doth conquer death Death but puts off our Rags of shame and â—ine When for a moment's an eternall breath Life passing through the dore of death doth win This thou well knowst my much beloued friend And therefore thou didst dare death to his worst But he much busied could not thee attend Or durst not till thy cares thy heart had burst And then the slaue came stealing like a thiefe And 'gainst his will did giue thy woes reliefe Sonnet 5. THou fortunes foot-ball whom she vs'd to tosse From wrong to wrong from wo to wo againe From griefe rebounding backe to pinching paine As 't please the blind-fold Dame to blesse or crosse But thou vnmou'd with either gaine or losse Nor ioy nor care could vexe they constant braine Thou smil'dst at all her buffets with disdaine And all her fauours thou esteem'dst as drosse Her and her Fauorites thou still didst deeme Iust as they are not as they seeme to be Her Minions all as fooles thou didst esteeme And that 's the cause she would not fauour thee Then since such reck'ning she of fooles doth make Would thou hadst beene one for her fauours fake Sonnet 6. T Is written in the euer liuing Word The Rule and Square that men should liue thereby Afflictions are the tuch-stones of the Lord. By which he onely doth his seruants try Then Noble Moray thou hadst many a tuch And still the patience good and currant prou'd Thy manly carriage in thy griefs were such Which made thee more then much admir'd and lou'd What yeer what month week day or fading houre Wherein some mischiefe did thee not befall Yet had Affliction ouer thee no power To conquer thee but thou didst conquer all Vnnumbred times thou wast both toucht and tri'd And in thy Makers feare and fauour dy'd Sonnet 7. VVEep heart weepe eyes weep my vnable pen In teares of blood of water and lake With bread of sorrow and afflictions drinke I liue for I haue lost a man of men Yet heart eyes pen dry vp your teares agen He is not lost he 's rather newly found Enfranchis'd from a dolefull theeuish den And with a rich Immortall Crowne is crownd Then hart eies pen no more with teares be drownd Weepe not for him that doth reioyce for euer Yet this againe my comfort doth confound Hee 's lost to mee and I shall find him neuer Then weep Muse heart eies pen lament and weepâ— My ioyes are buried in eternall sleepe Sonnet 8. SLeepe gentle spirit in Eternall rest Free from all heart-tormenting sorrow sleepe Whilst I doe vent from my care-crazed brest Hart-wondring sighs that there their mansion keepâ—â— And let my grones from out that Cauerne deepe With lamentations and cloud-cracking thunder And let mine eyes an Inundation weepe Let sighs grones teares make all the world to wonder I meane my little Microcosmo world Sigh stormes grone thunder weep a floud of tearesâ— Through eu'ry part of me let griefe be hurld That whosoeuer my lamenting heares May mone with me the cause of this my Ditty Or if not mone with me vonchsafe to pitty Sonnet 9. SInce cursed fates haue fatally decreed To tosse and tumble harmelesse Innocence And all the crue of hels abortiue breed Haue glutted Enuies maw by lawes defence Yet God whose knowledge knows the least offence Who all things sees with his all-searching eye Doth with his glorious great omnipotence Right wronged wrongs heares his seruants cry His mercie 's not immur'd within the sky But freely he doth powre it downe on earth He with afflictions scourge his sonnes doth try And when he pleases turnes their mone to mirth And though man liues in care and dies in sorrow A heauy euening brings a ioyfull morrow Sonnet 10. WEll hast thou runne in this â—y weary race Well hast thou fought with Satan hand to haÌ„d Th' ast won the Goale and gain'd the blessed Land That 's neither limitted with time or place There thou attendest on the thâ—â—â—â—â—â—e of Grace There Angels and Archangels sweetly sing Eternall praises to th' eternall King And see the glorious brightnesse of his face All this I doubt not but thou wâ—ll hast done Not of thy selfe with shamefull sinne pollated But thy Redeemer hath the coâ—â—iest wonne And vnto thee the victorie's imputed He paid the score and cancell'd all thy bands And gaue thee to his blessed Fathers hands Sonnet 11. NOw may you theeuing Poets filch and steale Without controlement breaking Priscians pate For he that whilom could your theft reueale Your Criticke and your Hypercriticke late Now may you cog and lye and sweare and prate And make your idle verses lame and halt For by the pow'r of euiternall Fate Hee 's gone that could and would correct each fault But you haue greatest cause to moane his want You sacred heau'nly Sisters three times thrice He from your Gardens could all weeds supplant And replant fruites and flowres of pecrelesse price He kept vnbroke your Numbers Tipes Tropes But now hee 's dead dead are your onely hopes Sonnet 12. AS Solon to rich haplesse Croesus said No man is happy till his life doth end The proofe in thee so piainly is displaid As if he thy Natiuity had kend What mortall miseries could mischiefe send But thou therein hast had a treble share As if Calamities their powers should bend To make thy Corps a treasure-house of care Yet fell Aduersity thou didst out-dare And valiantly 'gainst stormes of woe resisted Loue of the world they minde could not insnare Thou knewst wherein the best of best consisted And as old Solon said so I agree Death makes men happy as it hath done thee Sonnet 13. NO 〈…〉 Trophee Vertue needes And good report a marble Tombe out-weares â—â—â—â—â— plaies the Herald proclaimes mens deeds Her Trumps Thrill sound the spacious world heares And such an vniuersall Tombe hast thou Borne on the tops of thousand thousand tongs Thy liuing merit doth thy name allow A Monument for euer which belongs To none but such as whilom was thy selfe Who vs'd the world as if they vs'd it not And did
of LONDON for the same his happie Arriuall And the Relation of such Townes as are scituate in the wayes to take post-horse at from the Citie of London to Douer and from Callice through all France and Spaine to Madrid to the Spanish-Court AFter great Britaine ouerwhelmed with doubts hopes feares and most carefull louing and dutifull Iealousie had dolourously drooped and mounted in a robe of melancholy 8 monethlong for the absence our hopefull vnparaleld illustrious Prince Charles each minute of whole vnexpected and vnthought of Iourney from hence seeming a tedious torture to millions of louing and wel-wishing hearts whose happy and wel-comes home doth like the radiant Sun expell all the dismall and moody clouds of griefe and melancholy to the vniuersall joy of his Royall Father and all his loyall Subiects hauing passed so long and tedious a Iourney so much change of ayre and varieties of dyet preserued by the Almighties especiall prouidence from all dangers and casualties that might any way impeach his Highnesse health or preiudice is Princely person in any of his affaires After his Highnesse stay from the 7. of March with his Catholike Maiestie at his Court at Madrid with the great and magnificent Entertainments Feastings Maskings Banquetings Huntings Hawkings and diures other royall pleasant laudable costly sumptuous and manly disports and exercises wherewith the King the Queene the faire vertuous and louely Lady Maria the highborne Infanta his highnesse hauing all the content and welcome which so potent a Monarch could any way expresse or our gracious Prince expect Then to ease our common griefe to reuiue our halfe dead hopes it pleased his grace to take his leaue of Madrid passingby easie Iournies on his way accoÌ„panied some partby the King after whose departure from his Highnesse was attended by certaine of the Graundes of Spaine so that in 13. or 14. dayes space his Highnesse came in perfect health to the Portof Saint Anderas in the Prouince of Biscay where when our English Fleet had knowledge of his long look'd for and welcome comming then did the hearts of euery man leap within him for ioy their eyes ouerflowed with teares of louing and dutifull affection their voices shooted with acclamations The great Ordnance thundered and filled the earth skyes with loud reioycings the trumpets clangor pierced the welkin the beaten drums ratled tryumphantly all manner of Instruments sounded melodiously and to better and sweeten all the rest his Highnesse most graciously accepted their loues mutually and thankefully But blustring Boreas with his brother Eurus the North and East winde blew most stifly and churlishly detained our joy and happinesse from vs here in Britaine So that neuer any louing mother desired with more longing to see her hopefull Sonne whose long absence had fild her with griefe then all the honest Inhabitants of this Kingdome did hunger and thirst to see or heare from their most hopeful and beloued Prince With what greedy desire did many thousands as it were nayle their eye sights dayly vpon Fanes Weather-cocks the smoke of Chimneyes and the Racking of the Cloudes and for fifteene long dayes and nights the thwartouer and crosse North and Easterly Winde blew vs nothing but lengthening of our Sorrowes and delaying of our comforts vntill at last on Friday the third of October last it pleased the great Archmaster of windes and Seas to tutne the breath of Eolus the way we most heartily prayed for So that his Highnesse speedily taking aduantage of this most happy and prosperous Gale Anchors were soone weighed Sailes suddainely displayed and by the prouidence of the Almighty and the diligent industry of the skilfull Nauigators and Martiners his Highnesse most safely Landed at Portsmouth in Hampshire on Sunday the fifth of October betwixt the houres of three and foure in the afternoone where he tooke Coach and came that night and Lodged neere Guilford in Surrey 25. miles from London at the house of the Right Honourable the Lord Viscount Anuan's The happy newes of his Highnesse most welcome arivall was brought to London on Monday being the sixth of October and shortly after the same morning hee came in person himselfe taking Barge at Lambeth with the Duke of Buckingham followed by the Archbyshop of Canterbury and diuers other whence he past to Yorkehouse betwixt eight and nine of the clocke where hee hauing taken some repast hee tooke Coach againe to goe towards his Royall Father to reioyce his heart with his Princely presence The ioyfull newes of his happy returne filled the whole Kingdome with excessiue ioy first his most royall Father had a chiefe share in the comfort Secondly many of his good Seruants who were almost with griefe for his long absence like so many bodies without life but now they are all relieued by his welcome presence with the spirits of mirth and alacrity But the City of London in expression of their louing duties haue spared for no cost eyther generall or particular THe Bels proclaim'd aloud in euery Steeple The ioyfull acclamations of the people The Ordnance thundred with so high a straine As if great Mars they meant to entertaine The Bonfires blazing infinite almost Gaue such a heat as if the world did roast True mirth and gladnesse was in euery face And healths ran brauely round in euery place That sure I thinke this sixt day of October Ten thousand men will goe to bed scarce c. This was a day all dedicate to Mirth As 't were our Royall CHARLES his second birth And this day is a Iewell well return'd For whom this Kingdome yesterday so mourn'd God length his dayes who is the cause of this And make vs thankfull for so great a blisse The whole day being spent thus in mirth triumphs and thanksgiuing wherein the people of all degrees from the highest to the lowest both rich and poore in London Westminster and the Suburbs to their powers exprest their loues that not so much but the foure Elements Fire Water Ayre and Earth seemed to applaud the celebration of this happy and welcome day for the Heauens most aboundantly powred downe a shower of raine of nine houres continuance which the dry and thirsty earth dranke most greeddy or as I may say most louingly to the health of so joyfull and auspicious a solemnitie The fire or fires in all places Streets Lanes Courts and Corners despight the Raine or enuying that it should quench the flaming ardency of its tranâ—â—â—â—dent Loue ascended vpwards in shew of thankefulnesse and the vast empty and subtle Ayre was filled with the shours and acclamations of people with the reioycing noyles of Instruments Ordnance Muskets Bels Drums and Trumpets And further I heard it credibly reported that there was one Bonefire made at the Guildhall in London which cost one hundred pounds belike it was some Logwood which was prohibited and vnlawfull to bee vsed by Dyers and being forfeited was ordained to be burnt in tryumph But as good cause we had the day was
a Pease And to the world I 'le cause it to appeare VVho e're giues for you twenty pounds a yeareâ— Must from the Marchants pilfer fourescore more Or else he cannot liue and pay the score And to close vp this point I say in briefe VVho buyes it is a Begger or a Thiefe Or else a Foole or to make all agree He may be Foole Thiefe Begger all the Three So you false Bottles to you both adieu The Thames for me not a Denier for you FINIS VERBVM SEMPITERNVM DEDICATED TO THE MOST GRACIOVS AND ILLVSTRIOVS KING CHARLES MOst mightie Soveraigne to your hands I giue The summe of that which makes Vs euer liue I humbly craue acceptance at your hand And rest your Servant ever to Command IOHN TAYLOR To the Reader THou that this little Booke dost take in hand Before thou Iudge bee sure to vnderstand And as thy kindnesse thou extend'st to mee At any time I le doe as much for thee Thine IOHN TAYLOR Genesis IEhouah heere of nothing all things makes And man before all things his God forsakes Yet by th' Almighties mercy 't was decreed Heau'ns Haire should satisfie for maus misdeed Mans age is long and all are great not good And all saue eight are drowned in the Flood Old Noah second sire to worst and best Of Cham the eurst Iaphet and Sem blest Of Abrahams starre-like numberlesse encrease Of of-springs of-springs and his rest in peace Of Israels going into AEgypt and Of their abode and liuing in that Land Of Iosephs brethren faithlesse and vnkind Of his firme Faith and euer constant mind He pardons them that did his death deuise He sâ—es his Childrens children and he dyes Exodus Th' increase of Iacobs stocke is growne past number And feare of them the AEgyptean King doth cumber Who giuing credit to the Inchanters tales Commands to kill all Infant Hebrew Males But Moses is preserued in the Riuer To be a Captaine Israel to deliuer Sterne Pharaobs cruell Adamantine heart Will not permit Gods people to depart Ten plagues froÌ„ heau'n are on th' AEgyptians powr'd Bloud frogs lice flyes beasts scabs haile thundring showr'd Grashoppers darknesse death of first borne men These were the AEgyptian plagues in number ten The Isra'lites are freed and Pharaobs Host In chasing them are in the red Sea lost A cloud doth shrowd them from the burning day By night a fierie Piller leades the way The murmuring people fearingfamine railes God raines down Manna from the Heauen quailes The Law is writ in stone to Moses giuen By Gods owne hand to guide man vnto Heauen The Ceremoniall Sacrifice is taught As types of whom out blest redemption's wrought Leniticus Heere man is shew'd it is the Almightles will To guard the good and to correct the ill The truest Seruice of the highest stands In no mans fancie but as he commands And cause men are so apt from Grace to swerue He shewes them here their Maker how to serue The Leuites are appointed by the Lord To preach vnto his chosen flocke the word Numbers Old Iacobs blessed off spring numbred are Their valiant Captaines and their men of Warre Curst Korah with his kinsman despâ—rate Datâ—â—n And bold Abiram three sworne Sonnes of Sathad Rebell 'gainst Moses with their tongues vnhallowed And by the earth by heau'ns just Vengeance swallowed The Israelites to fell confusion brings Great Og and Sibâ—n misbeleeuing Kings Where Balaam thought to eurse of force he blest And by his Asse was told how he transgrest Fiue Midian Monarchs Iudaes Host doth slay And all their spoyle diuided as a pray The Land of Câ—naan measur'd is and found That in it all things plenteous doe abound Deutâ—ronomy This Booke againe the Law of God repeats With blessings cursings teachings and with threats Meeke Moses dyes lyes in an vnknowne too me And Nuns Son Iosuab doth supply his roome Ioshua Great Captaine Ioshua great in faith and courage Through greatest dangers valiantly doth forrage He passeth Iordane with his mighty host And to the Tribes diuideth Coast from Coast. The harlot Rahab doth preserue the Spyes She knowes the Lord that reignes aboue the skyes They all passe Iordan which is parted dry Whilst they securely match inuasiuâ—ly The feare of Cananâ—tes doth much increase Ierichoes tane and Manna here doth cease Vile Achan closely steales the cursed prey And Israels beaten from the Wals of Ai Fiue Kings are hang'd and Phebus standeth still At Iosuah's prayer whilst he his Foes did kill Iust one and thirty mighty Kings were slaine Ere Israel could in peace the Land attaine Which being done the bloudy warres doe cease Their faithfull Captains Ioshuah dyes in peece Iudges Iuda is Captaine Anaks Sonnes are flaine The Câ—nanites as vassals doe remaine The Israelites rebell and serue strange Gods And are all plagu'd with heau'ns correcting reds The men of Midia Isra'l much did greeue Stout Gideon comes their sorrowes to releeue And is Gods Spirit doth his Seruant moue He ouerthrowes Baals Altar and his Groue A womans hand King Iabins Hoste doth quaile And kild his Captaine Sis'ra with a naile Abimeleh by wrong the kingdome gaines A woman dashe oat his ambitious braines Victorious Iphâ—ab rashly sweares not good And ends his conquest in his Daugliters blood Great Sampson's borne whoseuer marchlesse strength Orethrowes the Philistims in bredth and length Faire flattering Dalâ—lab her Lord deceiues He 's â—ane himselfe himselfe of life bereaues The Beniamites abus'd a Leuites wife For which all but sixe hundred lost their life Ruth According to the flesh this woman Ruth Was ancient Grandame to th' eternall Truth And though the from the Mâ—abites doth come It shewes th' Almighty in all Lands hath some 1. Samuel The Prophet Samuel's borne and Elies Sonnes To sinne and flat confusion headlong runnes The Isralites are by the Lord forsaken And by the Philistins the Arke is taken The figur'd presence of this all in All Doth make the Diuels inuention Dagon fall God takes his people to his loue againe The Ark's brought backe the Philistines are slaine The Sonnes of Samuel wrong their Fathers trust By partiall Indgements and with bribes vniust Saul seeking straying Asses findes a Crowne And is annointed King in Raman towne The fell Philistians Isrâ—el doth oppresse King Saul doth proudly gainst the Lord transgresse God dids kill Agag Saul will haue him spar'd His will more than his Gods he doth regard Goliah armed leades an hoste from Gath Defies the Lord of Hosts prouokes his wrath Yong Dauid comes and in his hand a sling And with a stone the Gyant downe doth ding Old Ishays Sonne before the Kings preferr'd And Dauid hath Sauls Daughter for reward Th' ingratefull King seekes Dauids causlesse death True hearted Ionathan preserues his breath Saul leaues his God and to a Witch doth goe And so himselfe himselfe doth ouerthrow The Philistines his childrens bloud doe spill And with his Sword King Saul King Saul did kill Saul leaues his God and to a Witch doth goe And
Rowland Yorke and Sir William Stanley turned Trayâ—â—rs September 13. 11. An English Gentleman * This Stafford was a Gentleman well descended his Mother was of the Bed chamber to the Queene and his Brother Leiger Ambassador in France at the same time William Stafford nam'd Was by the French Ambassador perswaded That if hee 'd kill the Queene he should be fam'd For by her death might England be inuaded Besides for it the Pope would thankfull be And all the house of Guise should be his friends But Stafford to their plots feemet ' agree Yet told the councell on his knees their ends These things vnto th' Ambassador were told And Stafford did auouch them to his face Which he deny'd audaciously and bold Much ill beseeâ—â—ing his estate and place Thus what foâ—euer gainâ—t our Church was wrought God still did bring their purposes to nought year 1587 12. This yeare Spaine with a mighty preparation With tweluescore Vessels loadeth Neptunes backe With thirty thousand men attempts inuafion Of Englandâ— Kingdome and Elizâ—â—s wracke Then many a bragging desperate doughty Don Proud of the strength of that great huge * The Spanish fleeâ— were in all of Ships Gallâ—ons Gallies and Pinaces 242. of Souldiers Mariners and Galley â—â—â—â—â— 31030. of great Ordnance 2630. Our Fleet were in all but 112. the Campe as Tiâ—bury were 22000 foot and 12000. horse Armadâ— Went barely off though they came brauely on The power of Heauen opposing their branado Our numbers vnto theirs inferiour â—arre Yet were they tane sunke slaine bang'd thump'd batter'd Because the Lord of Hosts the God of Warre He was our trust and ayde our â—oes he scater'd His name is oner all the world most glorious And through his power his Church is still victorious year 1588 13. Lopez a Doctor by descent a â—ew A Portâ—â—gaâ— by birth the Queenes physitiâ—n Forgetting duty to his Soueraigne due Would poyson her to further Spaines ambition The Spaniards and the Doctor are compacting How this sweet piece of seruice might be done They promise gold and he doth vow the acting A bargaine wisely made is partly wonne But this base Iew is taken in the trap The Queene preâ—erâ—'d the Spaniards cake is dough The Doctor wrong'd his breeches by mishap And hanging his reward was good enough Still treasons working though its lucke be ill Gods gracious power his Church defending still year 1589 The Queene had beene gracious and beautifull to this same Lopez many wayes and hee was accounted a man of good integrity till hee was corrupted by the Pope and Spaniard At his Araignment feare made him wrong his â—â—â—ches he was hanged at Tyâ—â—rns 14. Tyrone supported by the Pope and Spaine Had put our English Kingdome to much cost Perceiuing all his treasons were in vaine His dangers desperate fruitlesse labour lost Although his Holinesse from Rome had sent A plume of Phoenix feathers for a blessing Which bable from Tyrone could not preuent Rewards of Iustcie for his long transgressing To the Lord Deputy be doth suâ—mit Craues the kings mercy and obtained the same Yet afterward he did his faith forget And new rebeilions did in Ireland frame At last with guilty minde away he flyes Thus God confounds his Churches enemies year 1587 Tyrone an Irish Earle a man of great power and Policie a most peruitions and dangerous trayter 1604. bee came into England and was most graciously pardoned by the King yet afterward would haue leâ— all Ireland rebellion but faâ—ling of his purpose fled to Rome 15. Mongst all these dangers Queene Elizabeth Preserued still and reigned â—oyally Defended all her life from violent death And seauenty yeares of age dy'd naturally To her succeeded as his propâ—r right King Iames Great Britaines blessed Salomon When straight began new tricks of Romish spight For Church and King and Laâ—ds subuersion Watson * They would haue altered Religion brought in Forraigne power imprisoned the King and raised Arbella Watson Clarke Master George Brooke executed Clarke two Priests two Popish brothers Seduc'd Lords Cobham Gray two Noblemen Sir Walter Rawleigh Markham Brooke and others To take the King and him in pâ—fon pen. The plot 's found Iustice would th'â—â—â— ndors kill But the Kings mercy sau'd what L. w might â—pill year 1603 The Kings mercy saued the Lord Cobham Lord Gray Sir Walter Rawleigh Sir Griffith Markeham at the Blocke as the stroake was readis to bee giuen 16. Now treason plotted in th' infernall Den Hâ—ls mischiefe master peece began to worke Assisted by vnnaturall Englishâ—â—â— And lesâ—ites that within this Land did lurke These would Saint Peter-to Salt peâ—â—er turne And make our Kingdome caper in the ayre At one blast Prince and Peeres and commons burn And fill the Land with murder and dispaire No treasonere might be compar'd to this Such an escape the Church had nere before The glory's Gods the victory is his Not vnto vs to him be praise therefore Our Church is his her foes may vnderstand That he defends her with his mighty hand year 1605 Percy and Catesby would needs be heads of this treason and their heads are aduanced for it on the Parliament house they were killed with powder being both shot and burnt and powder was the mainâ— Instrument of their hopes All the Traytâ—rs falling into the ' Pit which they had prepared for vs. Not any of all these treasons but eyther the Popâ— the Spanish King Priests or Iesuites had a hand in it 17. The dangers of a long and tedious way The perils of the raging Sea and Land The change of ayre and dyet many a day And Romes temptations which thou did withstand And after all thy safe returne againe Amongst those blessings make vp much more blest In mind and body â—â—â—â— from Rome and Spaine For which our â—â—â—â— to heauen is â—â—â—â—â—â—â— prest Long mayst 〈…〉 Gracious instrument To propagaâ—e his Gospell and his glory All Antichistian foes to 〈…〉 And with thy aâ—â—s to fill a royall story That 〈…〉 truly may â—â—â—â—â— These Deeds were done by Britaines CHALES the Great year 1623 Great â—â—â—â— the interprize and hazard of our gracieus Pride â— but greatâ—â—â— was Gods iâ—guiding and guarding him backe againe to all Ioy and Comforts 18 And last of all with Heart and â—â—nds erected Thy Church doth magnifie thy name Oâ—Lâ—â—â—â— Thy prouidâ—â—ce p 〈…〉 thy power protected Thy planted â—â—â— according to thy Word My God what shall I rende â—â—â—â—â—â—â— For all thy guise â—â—â—â— doâ—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— Loue and vnfained Thankeâ—â—â—â—â—â— shall be Ascribed for thy Mercies â—â—â—â—â—yes To thee my Priest my Prophet and my King My Loue my Counsellor and Comforter To thee alone I onely praised sing For onely thou art myâ— Deliuerer All Honour Glory Power and Praise therefore Ascribed be to thee for euermore The Churches Thankesgiuing to God for all his Mercies and her Deliuerances The Church of Christ doth acknowledge no other Intercessor Desenrer Maintinrer and Deliuerer but onely Christ himselfe FINIS
But let our wils attend vpon his will And let this will be our direction still Let not Pleibeans be inquisitiue Or into any profound State-businesse diue We in fiue hundred and nere sixty yeare Since first the Norman did the Scepter beare Haue many hopefull royall Princes had Who as Heau'n pleas'd to blesse were good or bad Beanclarke was first who was first Henry crown'd For learning and for wisdome high renown'd Beyond the verge of Christendomes Swift Fame Did make the world admire his noble name The blacke Prince Edward all his life time ran The race of an accomplisht Gentleman His valour and tryumphant victories Did still the world and mount vnto the skyes The warlike Henry of that name the fist With his innated vertue vp did lift His name and fame to such perspicuous grace Which time or no obliuion can deface Prince Aâ—â—hur whom our Chronicks record To be a vertuous and a hopefull Lord His budding fortunes were by death preuented And as he liued belou'd he dy'd lamented His brother Henry from his fall did spring First to be Prince of Wales then Englands King He was magnificent and fortunate According to the greatnesse of his state Next Edward his vndoubted heyre by birth Who for the sins of men vpon the earth God tooke him hence as he began to bloome Whose worthy memory mens hearts intoâ— be Prince Henry last a Prince of as great hope As ere was any yet beneath the Copâ— He liu'd and dy'd be wailed and renown'd And left this Land with teares or sorrow drown'd Then onely this illustrious bâ—â—â— remain'd Our gracious Charles by Heauenâ— high grace ordâ—in'd To be our loy whose vertues as I gather Will length the life of his beloued Father True loue and honour made his Highneste please Aduenturously to passe ore Lands and Seas With hazard of his royall person and In that the hope of all our happy Land But blessed be his Name whose great protection Preseru'd him still from change of ayres infectiorn That gaue him health and strength mongst suâ—dry Nations T' endure and like their dyers variations That though to others these things might be strange Yet did this Princely vlgour neuer change But with a strong and able constitution He bore out all with manly resolution Loue sometimes made the Gods themselues disguise And mussle vp their mighty Dieties And vertuous Princes of the Gods haue â—ds When Princes goodnesse doe outgoe the Gods Then foolish man this is no worke of thine But operation of the power Diuine Let God alone with what he hath in hand 'T is sawcy folly madnesse to withstand What his eternall wisedome hath decreed Who better knowes then we doe what we need To him le ts pray for his most safe protection Him we implore for his most sure direction Let his assistance be Prince Charles his guide That in the end God may be glorifide Let vs amendment in our liues expresse And let our thankes be more our sins be lesse Amongst the rest this is to bee remembred that two Watermen at the Tower Wharfe burnt both their Boats in a Bonefire most merrily FINIS AN ENGLISH-MANS LOVE TO BOHEMIA DEDICATED To the Honourable well approued and accomplisht Souldier Sir ANDREVV GRAY Knight Colonell of the Forces of Great Britaine in this Noble Bohemian Preparation SIR ANDREVV GRAIâ— Anagramma I GARDE IN WARRES Honourable Knight THere are two especiall Causes that haue moued me most boldly to thrust these rude lines into the world The first is my heartie affection to the generality of the cause you vndertake which I beleeue God and his best seruants doe affect and the other is my loue and seruice which I owe to your worthy Selfe in particular for many vnde serued friendships which I haue receiued from you and many of your noble friends for your sake Ingratitude is a Deuill so farre worse them all the deuils that if I should craue harbour of me in the likenesse of an Angell of light yet it would neuer by perswaded to entertaine it My thankfull acknowledgement of your goodnesse towards me is my prayers and best wishes which shall euer be a poore requitall towards you not forgetting my thankes in the behalfe of all the worthy Ladies and others of that Angelicall sex that are maried and resident in London whose chast honours you as became a true Knight defended when an audacious Frenchman most slaunderously did without exception sweare there was not one honest Women dwelling within the bounds of this populous Citie but that they had all generally abused the bed of Mariage then did your noble selfe inforce the pestiferous peasant to swallow his odious calumny and in humilitie to comfesse there were fifty thousand or a greater number that neuer had wronged their Husbands in that vnlawfull act I haue made bold to speake of this matter here because the abuse was so generall and your quarrell so Honourable which I thinke vnfit to be buried in silence or forgetfulnesse howsoeuer I craue your pardon and worthy acceptance whilst I most obsequiously remaine Euer to be commanded by you IOHN TAYLOR AN ENGLISH-MANS LOVE TO BOHEMIA With a friendly Farewell to all the noble Souldiers that goe from great Britaine to that honourable Expedition As ALSO The most part of the Kings Princes Dukes Marquisses Earles Bishops and other friendly Confederates that are combined with the Bohemian part WArres noble warres and manly braue designes Where glorious valour in bright Armour shines Where God with guards of Angels doth defend And best of Christian Princes doe befriend Where mighty Kings in glittering burnisht armes Lead bloudy brusing battels and alarmes Where honour truth loue royall reputation Make Realmes and Nations ioyne in combination Bohemia Denmarks and Hungaria The vpper and the lower Bauaria The two great Counties of the Paâ—â—atine The King of Sweden friendly doth combine The Marquesse and Elector Brandenburge The Dukes of Brunswicke and of Lunenburge Of Holstein Deuxpont and of Wittemberge Of the Low-Saxons of Mackelberge Braue Hessens Lantsgraue Anholts worthy * Prince of Tuscaniâ— Prince The inhance Townes whom force cannot conuince Prince Mauricâ— and the States of Netherlands And th' ancient Knights of th' Empire lend their hands fam'd These and a number more then I haue nam'd Whose worths and valours through the world are With many a Marquesse Bishop Lord and Knight Toppose foule wrong and to defend faire right Whose warlike troopes assembled brauely are To ayde a gracious Prince in a iust warre Byshops of Haâ—â—flads Magenberg Hoeshriâ—â—â—senburgh The Marquesse of Auspasts â—â—ullinbag Dwilâ—gh The Count Palatine of â—â—â—tricks and Luxemburgh Tho States of vâ—â—â—â—and Sauoy For God for Natures and for Nations Lawes This martiall Army vndertakes this cause And true borne Britaines worthy Countrymen Resume your ancient honors once agen I know your valiant minds are sharpe and keene To serue you Souereignes daughter Bohems Queen I know you need to spur to set you on But you thinke dayes are
yeares till you are gone And being gone you 'l wealth and honour win Whilst ryot here at home addes sin to sin You God assisting may doe mighty things Make Kings of Captiues and of Captiues Kings Riches and loue those that suruiue shall gaine And Fame and Heauen the Portion of the slaine The wounds and scars more beautifull will make Those that doe weare them for true honours sake Since God then in his loue did preordaine That you should be his Champions to maintaine His quarrell and his causeâ— a fig for foes God being with you how can man oppose Some may obiect Your enemies are store If so your fame and victori'es the more Men doe win honour when they cope with men The Eagle will not tryumph o're a Wren The Lyon with the Mouse will not contend Nor men 'Gainst boyes and women wars will bend But clouds of dust and smoake and bloud and sweat Are the maine meanes that will true honour get Thus to Fames altitude must men aspire By noble actions won through sword and fire By trumpets Clangor drums guns flute of fife For as there is an end to euery life And man well knowes that one day he must end it Let him keep 't well defend and brauely spend it O griefe to see how many stout men lye Halfe rotten in their beds before they dye Some by soule surfets some by odious whoring In misery lye stinking and deploring And e're a lingring death their sad life ends They are most tedious loathsome to their friends Wasting in Physicke which addes woe to griefe That which should yeeld their families reliefe At last when wished death their cares doe cure Their names like to their bodies lye obscure Whereas the Souldier with a Christian brest Wars for his Soueraigues peace and Countries rest He to his Makers will his will inclines And ne're gainst Heauen impatiently repines He to his Sauiour sayes that thou art mine And being thou redeem'st me I am thine That if I liue or dye or dye or liue Blest be thy name whether thou take or giue This resolution pierces heauens high roofe And armes a Souldier more then Cannon proofe Suppose his life ends by some noble wounds His Soule to Heauen from whence it came rebâ—unds Suppose blowne vp with powder vp he flyes Fire his impurity repurifies Suppose a shot pierce through his breast or head He nobly liu'd and nobly he is dead He lyes not bedred stinking nor doth raue Blaspheming against him that should him saue Nor he in Physicke doth consume and spend That which himselfe and others should defend He doth not languish drawing loathsome breath But dyes before his friends doe wish his death And though his earthly part to earth doth passe His fame outweares a Monument of brasse Most worthy Country-men couragious hearts Now is the time now act braue manly parts Remember you are Sonnes vnto such Sires Whose sacred memories the world admires Make your names fearefull to your foes againe Like Talbot to the French or Drake to Spaine Thinke on braue valiant Essex and Mountiâ—y And Sidney that did Englands foes destroy With noble Norris Williams and the Veeres The Grayes the Willing â—biâ—s all peerelesse Peeres And when you thinke what glory they haue won Some worthy actions by you will be done 34. Battels fought in France by Englishmen since the Conquest Henry the sixth Remember Poiâ—tiers Cressy Agincourt With Bullein Turwin Turnyes warlike sport And more our honours higher to aduance Our King of England was crown'd King of France In Paris thus all France we did prouoake T' obey and serue vnder the English yoake In Ireland 18. bloudy fields we fought And that fierce Nation to subiection brought Besides Tyroues rebellion which foule strife Cost England many a pound lost many a life And before we were Scotlands or it ours How often haue we with opposed powers In most vnneighboutly vnfriendly manners With hostile armes displaying bloudy banners With various victories on eyther side Now vp now downe our fortunes haue beene tride What one fight wins the other loosing yeelds In more then sixescore bloudie foughten fields But since that we and they and they and we More neere then brethren now conioyned be Those scattering powers we each gainst other lead Being one knit body to one royall head Then let this Iland East West South and North Ioyntly in these braue warres emblaze out worth And as there was a strife that once befell Twixt men of Iuda and of Israel Contending which should loue King Dauid best And who in him had greatest interest Long may contention onely then be thus Twixt vsand Scotland and twixt them and vs Stil friendly striuing which of vs can be Most true and loyall to his Maiesty This is a strife will please the God of peace And this contending will our loues encrease You hardy Scots remember royall Bruce And what stout Wallace valour did produce The glorious name of Stewards Hamiltons The Erâ—â—kine Mâ—rayes ndâ— he Leuingstons The noble Ramseyes and th' illustrious Hayes The valiant Dowglasses the Grimes and Grayes Great Sir Iames Dowglas a most valiant Knight Lead seauenty battels with victorious fight Not by Lieutenants or by deputation But he in person wan his reputation The Turkes and Sarazens he ouercame Where ending life he purchast end lesse fame And his true noble worth is well deriu'd To worthies of that name that since suruiu'd The praise of Sir Iames Dowglas in the Raigne of King Robert Bruce 1330. In 13. maine battel she ouercame Gods enemies and as last was slaine Then since both Nations did and doe abound With men approu'd and through all lands renown'd Through Europs and through Asia further farre Then is our blest Redeemers Sepulchre Through all the Coasts of tawny Affrica And through the bounds of rich America And as the world our worths acknowledge must Let not our valour sleeping lye and rust â—â— to immortalize our Britaines name Let it from imbers burst into a flame We haue that Land and shape our Elders had Their courages were good can ours be bad Their deeds did manifest their worthy mindes Then how can we degenerate from kindes â—â— former times we were so giuen to warre Witnesse the broyles 'twixt Yorke and Lancaster Hauing no place to sorreigne Foes to goe Amongst our selues we made our selues a Foe Fall threescore yeares with fierce vnkind alarmes Were practis'd fierce vnciuill ciuill armes Whilst fourescore Peeres of the bloud royall dyde With hundred thousands Comâ—oners beside Thus Englishmen to wars did beare good will They would be doing although doing ill And Scotlands Hystorie auoucheth cleare Of many ciuill warres and turmoyles there Rebellion discord rapine and foule spoyle Hath pierc'd the bowels of their Natiue soyle Themselues against themselues Peeres against Peers And kin with kin together by the cares The friend gainst friend each other hath withstood Vnfriendly friends weltering in their bloud Thus we with them and they with vs contending And we our selues