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A02836 Quodlibets lately come ouer from New Britaniola, old Newfound-land Epigrams and other small parcels, both morall and diuine. The first foure bookes being the authors owne: the rest translated out of that excellent epigrammatist, Mr. Iohn Owen, and other rare authors: with two epistles of that excellently wittie doctor, Francis Rablais: translated out of his French at large. All of them composed and done at Harbor-Grace in Britaniola, anciently called Newfound-Land. / By R.H. sometimes Gouernour of the plantation there. Hayman, Robert, 1578 or 9-1631?.; Owen, John, 1560?-1622. Epigrammata. Book 1-4. English. Selections.; Rabelais, François, ca. 1490-1553?; Habert, Francois, ca. 1508-ca. 1561. 1628 (1628) STC 12974; ESTC S106081 67,153 134

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like the old fain'd Gyant-Generation Would pluck the Gods out of their habitation With raising Pelion vpon Ossa hill And Babel towre build with a strange new skill Burne Troy to ashes and her peace disquiet And bring all things vnto a second Fiat Addition On this neuer the like heard of Treason and neuer to be forgotten Deliuerance Ne'r did the like report sound in mans eare God blest vs that That sound wee did not heare 202. To the Reader To those Gunpowder Traytors who on a Tuesday intended to blow vp the Parliament House Traytors would you with fire New-Troy destroy 'Cause Trayterous Greekes with fire destroyd old Troy Tuesday is Mars his day the God of Warre A day fit for a plot of Gunpowder 207. To the Reader Thou that readst these shalt find them shor and few Were these few many they would larger grow Thou that read'st these shalt find them few and short Were these few long they 'd be the larger for 't 208 Voice and Writing Though voice be liuing writing a Lead better Yet voice soone dyes writing liues long and etter PART OF MASTER IOHN OWENS EPIGRAMS TRANSLATED into ENGLISH THE FOVRTH BOOKE WHICH HE CALL HIS SOLE BOOKE Epig. 3. To his Booke THou now must passe euen through a world of hands Thy censure vnder diuers iudgements stands Who doth not reade thee may thee discommend More fault-finders then Readers thou wilt find 4 To the Inhabitants of Great Brittaine As bad as mad we well That man may hold Who doth despise needfull free-proferd gold He worthy were to weare a Bedlam fetter You did despise the Vnion that was better 10 The three Dimensions to a prating Iack. In thy talke are but two dimensions found 'T is large 't is long but not at all profound 16 To a great Courtier If the King smile on thee all will doe so As shaddows doe after our bodies goe If the King frowne all the Court will looke black As when the Sunne is set we shaddows Iack. 17 Baldnesse through Vice Though not one haire can on thy head be seene On that white table all may reade thy sinne 18 To Pontilian Calls he thee into Law Pontilian He calls not thee he calls thy mony man Addition He hopes to worke on thee by bribery By thy feare comprimise or forgery 20 Enuies Genealogie To the admirably-vertuous Sir Iohn Harrington then Heire to the Lord Harrington Faire Vertue foule-mouth'd Enuie breeds and feeds From Vertue onely this foule Vice proceeds Wonder not that I this to you indite 'Gainst your rare Vertues Enuie bends her spite 23 A rich Promiser but a poore Performer We should performe more then we promise can For God hath giuen one tongue two hands to man Nothing thou giu'st yet grantest each demand As if thou hadst two tongues but not a hand 26 Euery man flatters himselfe Of all the Planets betwixt vs and Heau'n The Moone though least seemes greatest of the seu'n To best conceits that other wayes doe know Because she 's neerest vs she seemeth so So though I am a Poet small and bad To my neere selfe I seeme the finest Lad. 29 Thy shaddow in thy Looking-glasse When thou dost laugh thy shaddow seemes to smile Whilst thou dost weepe he mourneth all the while Sleeping he winks all postures hee 'l afford Yet when thou speak'st he speaketh not a word 31 To a sleeping talker In sleepe thou speak'st vnfore-thought mysteries And vtt'rest vnfore-seene things with clos'd eies How well would'st thou discourse if thou wert dead Since sleepe Deaths image such fine talke hath bred 33 Mans misery Angels want bodies and are neuer sick Beasts wanting soules their conscience neuer prick Onely poore man of soule and body made Their bodies paines sadnesse their soules inuade Reason that should rule passion is not able She only shewes men they are miserable 35 To an vnmarried friend Good doers deserue Heau'n after this life Thou hast thy deseru'd heau'n thou hast no wife 36 Woe to the alone To a married friend proposing God for an example God made him Angels to attend his Throne And why because God would not liue alone Addition Hauing made Man makes Woman of his bone And why because man should not liue alone 38 An Atheists Inheritance When any man of Heau'n doth talke to thee Thou say'st they vaine and idle prattlers be What 's aboue vs to vs doth not belong Hell is below thee to burne such a tongue 40 To the Readers Dost thou aske me Why I take so much paine To be thus briefe Reader 't is for thy gaine As trauellers find gold lesse cumbersome Then siluer such is breuity to some 41 The New Roman Computation Rome that sayes she holds all points without change Why doth she old feast from the old ranke range 50 To an enuious Momus who found fault with his three first Bookes Had fiue iust men amongst a wicked brood Been found Gomorah to this day had stood For a few bad loose verses thou findst heere My whole booke thou black Reader wouldst casheere 53 The poore Cuckolds Complaint For my wiues close-stolne sports why am I blam'd And of the common vulgar Cuckold nam'd And pointed at For what I did not act But you I know not who call 't not my fact 69 Cardinall Wolseys Ego Rex mens I and my King Grammarians will allow I and my King The Courtier say's it was a saucy thing Grammarians teach words Courtiers words well sort This phrase might passe in Schooles but not at Court 75 Deaths Trouer Death finds some as Vlysses found his wife With care and sorrow spinning out her life Addition To her Vlysses was a welcome guest To some as welcome is Deaths sad arrest 80 A bad Debtor I know thou tak'st great care both night and day Not how thou mayst but how thou mayst not pay Thou payst me nothing that 's thy wickednesse But payst thy Lawyer that 's thy foolishnesse 82 The deriuatiue Church There is but one true Church as one true Faith Which from th' Eternall Spirit hath her breath From Primitiue all would themselues deriue To proue it they strange arguments contriue 84 The good of want If how good things are by want best are knowne I should know mony 's good for I haue none 87 Democrates many Worlds If all those Worlds were those innumerable Which fond Democrates did earst belieue I doe beleeue that amongst all that rabble This world would be the worst wherein we liue 88 Of Epigrams An Epigram that 's new quick tart sharp witty Is like a Wench that 's new faire smooth neate pretty Whilst they are new and fresh they are respected Once commnon though still good they are neglected 91 A couetous mans bounty or a sure marke-man He giues to take takes not to giue againe Giuing his arrowes are his marke is gaine 93 Penelope's Patience Penelope's patient Fidelity Was once a Prouerbe now a Prodigy 94 To Anetta Nature 't is said with little is content
That saying of thy Nature is not ment 95 To an one-eyed Souldier Of thy two eyes thou now hast left but one Which by his moistnesse alway seemes to mone One eye being lost why alway weeps the other Because that in the warres he lost his brother 96 Why there is no peace in Europe Princes make warre and soone their warres doe cease Oft times they warre to haue the better peace Diuines striue and with Venome fill their veines With gall their stomackes and with spite their braines Longer and worse they warre with quills and words Then Princes vse to doe with fire and swords 97 An Antidote lest women should be proud When thou thy faire face see'st in thy fine glasse Be not puft vp because it beauty has Brittle and fraile is thy faire fine neate feature How like thy fine glasse art thou pretty Creature 100 Natures Horizon Two Elements we see not fire and aire Water and Earth wee see 'cause they are neere So wee know men and beasts that are below High Angels highest God we doe not know 105 An ambo dexter A Fencer with a two-hand Scabberd If Pompey ouercome I am his man If Caesar winne I 'm a Caesarian 113 A Kings behauiour To King Iames. All subiects in their manners follow Kings What they doe bids forbearing forbids things A Kings behauiour swayes his subiects lyues As the first moouer all the fixt starres driues 114 The head is worth all the body besides To King Iames. Reason and senses in the head resides Nothing in man worth any thing besides 115 Kings feare Death What Kings feare most what men feare them to tell Fame boldly tells them and the passing Bell. 118 A Losing Gaine Adam did lose a rib to get a wife Poore gaine by her he lost eternall Life 119 Head Tyres Huge high-topt-wyres and tyres with toyes bespred Doe rather build then beautifie the head 121 The East and Westerne Churches The right hand Faith is in the worlds left Coast The right hand of the world hath left faith most 127 To his Reader Thirsty those are that doe eat salt meats first Would my salt lines might cause in thee such thirst 128 How to rule a wife Who begs not nor commands what he would haue His wife is not his Mistresse nor his slaue Addition A Probleme Yet some are so ill-natur'd or ill bred With whom request commands threats haue ill sped What bit is fit for beasts that so take head 131 To Anabaptists and such kind of mealy Brethren You build no Churches Churches you destroy This Zeale doth not heale but Christs Church annoy The Spirit you say doth presse you fiercely on What spirit is your spirit then A-badd-on 132 Alchymists folly God at the first of nothing all things wrought Our Alchymists reduce all things to nought 136 The Crosse in Cheapside ouer against Saint Peters and Pauls Crosse in the Booke-row Why is Saint Peters guilt Pauls crosse of lead Vnder Pauls Crosse are golden Lectures read 140 Seneca the Philosopher Thy writings are fine Epigrams in face They nothing want but Poets cinquepace 141 To the honourable wise iudicious Knight Sir Henry Neuil Sonne and Heire to the Lord of Aberguenny I thinke I heard you once say at your boord That your taste the sharp taste of salt abhord Wise Sir you need not to eat salt Wherefore All your wise talke hath salt in it good store 144 Contention is fit to dwell no where In heauen or Hell is no dissention In Heauen all good in Hell ill euery one In earth mens diuers dispositions Doe cause both long and strong diuisions Therefore the earth shall be quite emptied And heauen and hell be fully peopled 147 The poore mans poore comfort To a rich man Vnconstant Fortune quickly changeth cheare Hence springs my future Hope thy present Feare 149 The Heart Why is the right side of the Heart bereft And on the left plac'd Wisedome it hath left 156 The Worlds blacke Saunts or Musicke for the Deuill The World 's so full of shrill-voyc'd iangling Of deepe repyning and base murmuring The Base so deepe the Treble is so high That Meane and Tenor we cannot discry 159 The world growes worse and worse Our Syres were worse then theirs we worse then they For still the World growes worser eu'ry day If our posterity grow worse then we A worser race then theirs there cannot be 160 Londons Loadstone As Thames deuoures many small brookes and rills Soe smaller Townes with their wealth London fills But though that Thames empts it selfe in the Sea Wealth once at London neuer runnes a way 162 Fooles and Dwarfes Though wit or vertue haue in vs no treasure Yet we are Great mens sports and Great mens pleasure 163 Euery man is full of care Poore men haue care because that they are poore Rich men haue wealth and haue much care therefore Who hath no wife takes great care to haue one Who hath a wife hath more then who hath none 171 The blessed Virgin Mary the Mother of Christ Iesus A blessed Virgin that 's thy common Name Aboue all Women blest that is thy fame Thy Virgins blessed State had me nought wonne Had'st thou not beene the Mother of thy Sonne 173 New fashions in words Old words are new reuiu'd and those shall dye Which now are in discoursing prized high And with bold flights in our set speeches fly Our now new pleasant words will not please long Because they cannot still continue young And other newer words will them out-throng 180 To an Old Churle Thou that did'st neuer doe good any way When wilt begin to doe good Thou dost say When I dye to the poore I le leaue my state Who 's not wise till he dyes is wise too late 182 A fearefull Soules flesh-farewell Why should the immortall soule feare bodies death Feares shee to expire with the bodies breath Or feares she going hence she must resort To long long punishment but iudgement short Cold shaking feare of the hot fire of hell Makes this sad soule loth bid the flesh farewell Addition A good Christians Soules Flesh-farewell A thought so base hath not that soule surpriz'd Who knowes the flesh shall be immortaliz'd He feares no punishment who is assur'd Before he dye his pardon is procur'd Body and soule thus chear'd by Gods grace Part like friends pointing a new meeting place Therefore who hopes for Heauen and feares not Hell May chearefully bid the fraile flesh farewell An Epigram on both these Hee feares not death who hopes for Heauens glory He may feare Death that feareth purgatory Or he that thinkes this life shall end his story A Prayer hereupon Good dreadfull God though I liue fearefully Yet when I dye make me dye cheerefully 183 A woman may be too proud If I should praise thee thou wouldst prouder grow And thou already art too proud I trow 184 A muck-Worme Heau'n still views thee and thou shouldst it still view God gaue Heau'n lights and hath