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A06167	A fig for Momus containing pleasant varietie, included in satyres, eclogues, and epistles, by T.L. of Lincolnes Inne Gent.	Lodge, Thomas, 1558?-1625.	1595 (1595)	STC 16658; ESTC S109568	23,955	72

plot And crosse his friend because he soundes him not All men are willing with the world to haulte But no man takes delight to knowe his faulte He is a gallant fit to serue my Lord Which clawes and sooths him vp at euerie word That cries when his lame poesie he heares T'is rare my Lord t'will passe the nicest eares This makes Anphidius welcome to good cheere And spend his Master fortie poundes a yeere And keepe his plaise-mouth'd wife in welts guardes For flatterie can neuer want rewardes And therefore Humfrey holdes this Paradox T'is better be a foole then be a fox For folly is rewarded and respected Where subtiltie is hated and reiected Selfe-will doth srowne when honest zeale reproues To heare good counsell errour neuer loues Tell pursie Rollus lusking in his bed That humors by excessiue ease are bred That sloth corrupts and choakes the vitall sprights And kils the memorie and hurts the lights He will not sticke after a cup of sacke To flout his counseller behind his backe For with a world of mischiefes and offence Vnbridled will rebelles against the sence And thinketh it no little preiudice To be reproou'd though by good aduice For wicked men repine their sinnes to heare And folly flings if counsaile tuch him neare Tell Sextus wife whose shoes are vnder-layd Her gate is girlish and her foote is splayd Sheele raile with open mouth as Martiall dooth But if you praise her though you speake not sooth You shall be welcome both to bed and bord And vse her selfe her husband and his sword Tell blear-eid Linus that his sight is cleere Heele pawne himselfe to buy thee bread and beere But tuch me Quintus with his stincking breath The dastard will defie thee to the death Thus though mens great deformities be knowne They greeue to heare and take them for their owne Find me a niggard that doth want the shift To call his cursed auarice good thrift A rakehell sworne to prodigalitie That dares not terme it liberalitie A letcher that hath lost both flesh and fame That holds not letcherie a pleasant game And why because they cloake their shame by this And will not see the horror what it is And cunning sinne being olad in Vertues shape Flies much reproofe and many scornes doth scape Last day I chaunst in crossing of the streete With Diffilus the Inkeeper to meete He wore a silken night-cap on his head And lookt as if he had beene lately dead I askt him how he far'd not well quoth he An ague this two months hath troubled me I let him passe and laught to heare his skuce For I knew well he had the poxe by Luce And wore his night-cappe ribbind at the eares Because of late he swet away his heares But had a stranger chanst to spie him than He might haue deemd him for a ciuill man Thus with the world the world dissembles still And to their owne confusions follow will Houlding it true felicitie to flie Not from the sinne but from the seeing eie Then in this world who winks at each estate Hath found the meanes to make him fortunate To colour hate with kindnes to defraud In priuate those in publique we applaud To keepe this rule kaw me and I kaw thee To play the Saints whereas we diuels bee What ere men doe let them not reprehend For cunning knaues will cunning knaues desend Truth is pursew'd by hate then is he wise That to the world his worldly wit applies What is he wise I as Amphestus strong That burnt his face because his beard was long Ad Momum Epistle 1. SIr laugh no more at Plinie and the rest Who in their publique writings doe protest That birds and beastes by naturall respects And motions iudge of subsequent effects For I will proue that creatures being dombe Haue some foreknowledge of euents to come How proue you that I heare some Momus crie Thus gentle sir by good Philosophie First brutish beastes who are possest of nought But fantasie to ordinate their thought And wanting reasons light which men alone Pertake to helpe imagination It followeth that their fantasies doe moue And imitate Impressions from aboue And therefore often by the motion Of birds and beasts some certaine things are knowne Hereon the Stragerite with Iudgment deepe Discourseth in his booke of watch and sleepe That some imprudent are most prouident He meaneth beastes in reason indigent Where naitheles their intellectiue parts Nothing affected with care-killing harts But desert as it were and void of all Seeme with their maners halfe conaturall For proofe the bitter stinges of fleas and flies The slime-bred frogges their harsh reports and cries Foresignifie and proue a following raine How proue you that cries Momus once againe Why thus dull dunce The moyst and stormie time Fitting the frogges that dwell in wette and slime Makes them by naturall instinct to croke Because 〈…〉 suing 〈◊〉 the spleene prouoke And so the fleas and flies in their degree By their attracted moyst humiditie Drawne from a certaine vertue elatiue Whence raine his generation doth deriue Seeke more than their accustom'd nutriment So cocks in season inconuenient That often crowe and asses that doe rub And chafe their hanging eares against a shrub A following raine doe truelie prophecie And this the reason in Philosophie The cocke whose dri●nes by the heate was fed By moysture feeles the same extinguished The asse with vapours caused by the raine The humors then abounding in his braine Ingendereth an it thing in his head What neede I more he that hath Virgil read Were he as ●to crooked and precise Would graut that birds and beasts were wether wise But if some misbeleeuing lad there bee That scornes here into iudge and ioyne with mee This paine I doe inioyne him for his sinnes When porpose beate the sea with eger sinnes And beastes more greedily doe chaw their cud And cormotants seeke shore and flie the floud And birds doe bowse them in the pleasant springs And crowes doe ceaslesse crie and beate their wings That cloakles in a champion he were set Till to the skinne he thorowlie be wet To reuerend Colin Eclogue 1. Ergasto. Damian Ergasto. SIng vs that carroll Damian Amintas soung when he began To follow Ringdes minstralsie And made vs merrie melodie Damian Yong lad my strings are broke and spent My harpe records no merriment The moderne and new fangled laies From auncestrie beare hence the praise Such strange Terpanders now professe To moue both mirth and heauines By euery motion of the fingers That olde men seeme but sorie singers Ergasto. Let yong men boast what art they list Mine eares chiefe pleasure doth cōsist In hearing what concentfull laies Our Fathers chaunted in their daies For often haue I found this true The sence is olde the words be newe What ere the yonger boast and braue Their worth wit from eld they haue Olde sence by vpstarts newlie suted In words ill warpt is not reputed The deede of him

eie to Grecian gouernements And euen in them the truth will be explain'd In Athens where Themistocles remain'd Though much he conquer'd by his regiments Yet Solon was more prais'd for his intents Themistocles by armes he by good lawes One conquered foes the other planted frends One got the wealth the which the other spends Both fame though not like measure nor like cause For counsell to it selfe more honour drawes Pausanias and Lysander by their swords And warlike vertues made Laocena ritch Fame followed them where they their tents did pitch But graue Licurgus by his lawes and words Did merite more then these renowmed Lords Though these attempted he prefixt the way Though they commanded and arraung'd the bands Licurgus put the fortune in their hands Though Marius could begin and make the fray Yet Scaurus policie deserues the bay Let Catulus with Pompey be compar'd Or wittie Cicero with Cateline And to preuent with policie diuine That which the other ouer rashlie dar'd Deserues such fame as may not be impar'd Say militarie vertue doth require A valiant hart great strength and constancie The selfe-like guiftes in ciuill policie Are requisite for such as doe aspire To gaine renowne by counsell for their hire In briefe for what is warre ordain'd but peace And perfect peace is end of bloudie warre And sith the ends fore-meanes is prised farre Let warre his boast of dignitie surcease And yeeld to wisdome which doth peace encrease Peace doth depend on Reason warre on force The one is humane honest and vpright The other brutish fostered by despight The one extreame concluded with remorse The other all iniustice doth deuorce Deliuorus Felicius thy reasons are approu'd If measured by the square of statemens skil Who on their bookes hang their opinions still But I who from my youth the warres haue lou'd From mine opinion may not be remou'd For by that methode which my selfe haue tried I find such word-bold warriors as you be As fit for warre as apes for minstralsie For what can you prescribe or els prouide To order those whom you could neuer guide Thinke you Vigetius serues to make you fit To giue directions to a generall No book-men no time now hath changed all Both men and meanes war craues a greater wit And courage then when Rome directed it Should we exspect as erst the Romaines did Instructions to dislodge encampe assaile Before we did endeuour to preuaile The meanes to conquer would be lost and hid Basely fights he who warres as others bid All things are chang'd the meanes the men and armes Our stratagems now differ from the old Expert in booke was neuer trulie bold Demosthenes whose tongue the souldier charmes Fled coward-like away in hot alarmes This said he ceast and would no more proceed Felicius left him setled in this thought I hearing both the reasons they had brought Resolu'd that both deserue true fame indeed And pray that wit may thriue war may speed To F. M. Satyre 3. IT is as common as vnkind a fault In youth too subiect to this worlds assault To imitate admit and daylie chuse Those errors which their lawles parents vse For what by vaine example youth conceaues The same for lawfull daily he receaues If damned dice the father doth affect The selfe-like follie doth his heire infect If lust to lust the sonne is too procliue If fraud by fraud his wanton race will thriue If surfet surfet is esteemd no sinne For youth perseuers as he doth beginne And where to natures forward to retaine Lewd obiects are annext and customes vaine The wounds grow desperate death doth end Before good counsell can the fault amend Lucillas daughter she that keepes the swan That saw her mother dallie with her man Steale priuy sports for sweet meates hazard fame Scarce twelue yeares old begins to do the same For nature ioynd with custome neuer failes But by her selfe and in her helpes preuailes And why because what children apprehend The same they like they follow and commend And where the mind is willing and addict Th'examples are more forcible and strict And though some natures by especiall grace Correct themselues and giue not follie place Yet leane the most part to example so That what they like they hardly can forgoe Then gentle friend frō damned deeds abstaine From lawles ryots and from pleasures vaine If not regarding of thine owne degree Yet in behalfe of thy posteritie For we are docible to imitate Depraued pleasures tho degenerate Be carefull therefore lest thy sonne admit By eare or eie things filthie or vnfit Exclude the bawd the parasite the whore The dicer drunkard swearer from thy dore For such contemptible consorts as these Leaue ranckest poysō where they sweetly please And as thy child resembleth thee in face In foote in feature and in outward grace So studie thou thine actions being good He may wax like in maners as in blood If thou espie within thy curious knot Some tangling twitch that doth thy flowers rot Or in the picture hanging in thy hall That represents Caesar maiesticall Thou see some spots that spoyle and doe disgrace The matchles modle of thy monarcks face Wilt thou not quickly roote away the one And wipe the other from the piece anone So in thy sonne demeane thy selfe likewise If thou perceiue a sinne that doth disguise And choake the beauties of his toward mind If in this image of thy selfe thou find Corruption choaking vertue error grace And will vsurping reasons rightfull place Disswade by fatherly admonishment Schoole and correct aduertise and preuent Make him by gouernment and perfect zeale A happie member of his common weale And not by negligence and libertie A scouge vnto thy priuate familie The eaned lambe doth loose that colour seld The which at first thingendring ewe beheld The stained cloth retaines his grayned die The Iuory his first Imagerie The bird but scarcely broken from his shell Feeds on that food which first he liked well The tunne retaineth long the tast and sent Of that pure licour which at first it hent And what impressions we in youth retaine In age our reason hardly will restraine The idle More the Turke the Saracen The Chinois and the wealthie Abissine Obserue that custome and idolatrie Which was ingrafted in their infancie Then in the presence of thy toward heire Beware to frisse currle and kembe thy haire To spend three houres in gazing in a glasse Before thy wife and daughter goe to masse Take heed thy gagtooth'd hostes in his sight Tell not how oft she tyres thee euery night Beware thy sonne doe neuer heare thee bragge That thou hast paid twelue angels for a nagge And pawn'd it to the rich and broking bawd For whores and capons little to thy lawd Take heede the toward had doe neuer heare That thou hast spent a thousand pound a yeare Take heed thou neuer sweare whilst he is by That thou by othes darst proue an open lye Lest seeing thee make light of lothsome