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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A11384	The country mouse, and the city mouse. Or a merry morrall fable enlarged out of Horace. Serm. lib. 2. Sat. 6.	Saltonstall, Wye, fl. 1630-1640.	1637 (1637)	STC 21642; ESTC S112204	9,929	24

The City Mouse The Country Mouse AND The City Mouse OR A merry morrall Fable enlarged out of Horace Serm. lib. 2. Sat. 6. Rusticus urbanum murem mus paupere fertur Accepisse cavo veterem vetus hospes amicum In former time a Country Mouse That in a Cave did live Vnto a wealthy City Mouse Did entertainement give The second Edition LONDON Printed by Tho Cote 's for Michael Sparke Iunior and are to be sold at the blue Bible in Greene Arbour 1637. A Caveat to Readers LEt the Envious strive to show His scorne of this Fable below His fancy which must mounted be Above the Readers Charity As if he strived to relate Mysterious Oracles of Fate This Fable is no fine device But an old Fable of two Mice Which desires no commendation But to be read for Recreation For these Mice may talke in season Having eaten many a Reason Therefore if the Reader likeum Mus novum accipit amicum Which is to say the Mice intend To count that Reader a new friend THE COVNTRY MOVSE AND The Citty Mouse IN Italy a Country rich in pleasure Which nature had adorn'd with all her treasure Both to delight the eye and feed the sence And seeming prodigall in her expence Had made the ayre sweete with the breath of flowērs Which were begot by soft and gentle showres Here on the bending of a Hill there stood Some pleasant trees which made a shady wood And here it chanced that a Country Mouse Did live alone and kept a Country house His house was not so spacious as those are Whose lofty Pinicles advanc'd with care May seeme the living grave of some rich man Who does usurpe authority and can In a faire roomy building keepe a house Of such cleane dyet that shall starve a mouse But such was not the Cottage nor the Cave Wherein this Country Mouse did live most brave And most compleate for though it were not large And spacious yet this Mouse at his owne charge Did keep a good warm house wel stord with plenty The larders nor the Butteries were not empty As in these pinching dayes no he had store Of rich provision and that is no soare And first he had brave yellow Bacon which For fatnesse was both glorious and rich And some dry chippins that long time had beene Kept in the mouldy Prison of a Binne Yet you must know this Country Mouse by nature Was but a covetous and hide bound creature That stored up provision without end Which he did choisely keepe and would not spend Vntill that hunger did compell then he Vnto himselfe would somewhat liberall be Yet he would feed alone and oft did grutch To thinke his belly should devoure so much The thought of a deere yeare kept him in awe So that with Acornes he would scoure his mawe With Acornes or with some farre courser fare And as the Miser doth his God would spare His chiefe provision yet his narrow minde Did somewhat now enlarge he grew more kinde To counterfeit a vertue he nere had Liberality he shewd himselfe right glad That the City Mouse would come visite him In his poore Cottage whereby it did seeme He forgot not his poore friends thus he went Forward with his dissembling complement The City Mouse as cunning did returne His Country Complement with a kind of scorne Casting a looke on him which seem'd to pitty His ignorance that never knew the City Imagining that Wit must be confin'd To Cloakes that are with Plush and Velvet lin'd And that a Country man as we doe say Hath not a mother wit as well as they The City Mouse it seem'd conceived so But now the Country Mouse begins to show Vnto the other all his roomes contriv'd In such a manner as if he had striv'd To imitate the Labarinth of Greece Where Theseus obtaind the Golden Fleece Being so intricate for it did winde And turne about so that no Art could finde The way out of it and such was the Cave Wherein this Mouse did live and wisely save His Fathers wealth his parlour was thicke spred With rushes which were dry and withered I should at first indeed have nam'd the Hall But that his house had no such roome at all He kept no Liveries nor did he feede A crue of serving Creatures nor did neede A Hall wherein they might unto his credit Entertaine strangers no he did not neede it But scorning such old fashions he had none For entertainement but his dining roome On this hand stood his Buttery where he laid The Meate and Chippins which he had convaid From rich mens houses and there went a way Which led unto a Seller where there lay Some Crabs wildings with whose sharpe soure juce To quench his thirst he oftentimes did use He had no greasie kitching for his meate Was alwayes dressed ready for to eate Yet he had Larders where he layd his store And a bed-chamber with divers roomes more For you must know an old and ancient Mole Was at the charge of building of this hole And you doe know a Mole can forthwith cast A house at his owne proper charge and cost Much workemanship are in his models found Although the building be still underground And it did seeme this faire house did belong Vnto a Mole but he was dead and gone And being defunct both his goods and lands As others doe came to a strangers hands But this is but a needlesse fond digression The Country Mouse had gotten now possession And warmely liv'd therein full many a day And to the Lord of the soyle did not pay Any rent at all which made him to grow bolder Because he knew that he was a freeholder But let this pass the Country mouse having shown The Citty Mouse his house and every roome As he had given content unto his sight He thought to yeeld his stomacke some delight For the belly when a mery tale it heares Takes no delight because it hath no eares The hungry belly loves no tales I wish Vnlesse it be a Taile of buttered fish It loves a pudding wherein plumbs doe sticke Better than Aristotles Rhetoricke But I make haste now to describe the feast Wherewith he did receive his dainty guest So that Vitellius feasts though Sea and Field The earth the ayre and all did freely yeeld Their severall sacrifices to his Table Yet to compare with this they were not able Yet not for store but this was more compleate Because it did exceede the dull conceit Of Cookes to make such unles they turne theeves When they doe make a dinner for the Shreeves Sure not one bit of meat or bread was here But had beene stollen before it came there He set before him ground Oates for to fill His belly which were stollen from a Mill With Pease and other Pulse and yellow Bacon In pecces which he cunningly had taken Out of a Cubboard for his time he spide When the Mayd swallow'd sleepe by the fire side When night grew old