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spirit_n	good_a	holy_a	word_n	8,021	5	3.9266	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16756	Machiuells dogge	Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?; Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626? I would, and would not. aut	1617 (1617)	STC 3664.5; ESTC S109778	13,417	36

the damned in And tell the ouerglutted Epicure Whose ease delighteth but in fat and froth When he in hell shall hourely toyle endure And haue his wages in vnwholesome broth When boyling leade shall doe his guts no good When hee shall starue or gnawe his flesh for food Be sullen loure and skowle at knaues and fooles That walking come by thee like men of worth And send the scoldes vnto the cucking stooles And bring the beggers with their wallets foorth And sweepe the streetes from all the cheating mates And take heed of the horne beasts in the gates Runne all about among the rascall people And beat the beggers from the rich mens doores And goe from Charing Crosse vnto Paules steeple And clense the streetes of all the knaues and whores Kill all the dogges for feare of their faction And send the idle roagues vnto ●●rection Scoure all the coasts Kent street and Clarken well Wapping East Smithfield Chick lane Turnhole street Pickthatche the Spittle Shorditch and Halliwell And all the by-lanes where the Baudes doe meet And Tuttill street S. Giles and Islington And make a steppe ouer to Newington All scolding Allies and such scuruey places And take them as thou find'st them euery where Bring out the Punkes with all their pockie faces The purple tawnie round and russer haire Set vp a stake and bring rhe Refuse thether And make a Bonefire of them all together Make much of none but true kind hearted wenches That would be honest if they could tell how But meddle with no great ones on their benches For feare of worse hurt then a broken brow Yet if thou see'st a knacke of knauery goe Thinke what thou list although thou say not so Barke at a Traytor sawne not on a theefe Tell them the halter hangs right in their way And tell rhe Butcher when hee buyes his beefe The hornes may helpe to make the hide away And watch the least good fortune may befall For greedy hounds will haue the deuill and all Or with Diogenes goe seeke and see If by a Lanthorne and a Candle light Thou canst finde out where there may hidden be One honest man from wicked wordlings sight Or make a Suruey of old Timons trees Whether the pockie vvhores haue payde their fees Rayle at the world and hate it to the death And s●y it is but patience Purgatory A c●●●red mouth that giues a cursed breath That sounds but sorrow death and misery Where he that can in his best sence conceiue it Thinkes himselfe neuer happy till hee leaue it But for the vertuous eyther high or low Honour and loue them though thou dost not know thē But for the vitious let the villaines goe Downe to the hell a blast of whirlewinde blow them Yet vvish them not to hell but somewhat better Although thou knowest they be the Hangmans debter Fret till the flesh bee bare vnto the bones To see thy spirit so thy body spend Sigh sob and swell with such deepe inward grones As heart would burst to see thou canst not mend Not mend a slender hurt nor little paine But heart all broke that cannot heale againe Bite hard thy lippes and shake thy troubled head And grate thy teeth vntill thy gummes doe bleede And looke as lumpish as a peece of lead And speake to no man but to serue thy neede Walke by thy selfe and seeke no company And hate the thought of hellish villanie For let rich Midas bee a golden asse And like a toade a dogged tyrant swell And Iudas with his poysoned spirit passe With all the cursed damned crue to hell Loue thou thy God and for the godly pray And so with all the world make holy day If that thou see a Begger grow to wealth Marke how he gets it and so giue him grace If honestly regarde him if by stealth Of villany wish him a viler place And yet alas in charitie pray for him Hell may not haue him though the heauens abhor hin And put on patience for it is but vaine To fret and fume and chafe and play the foole Let vs goe fall vpon some finer straine And bring our wits vnto some better schoole Entreat a little it may breed● good blood See if fayre words will I 〈◊〉 the world to good Entreat all knaues to turne all honest men And honest men they will be honest still Entreat no Cocke to treade his neighbours henne But let the Turtles kindly sit and bill Entreat the Tinker better stop his holes And Grim the Colier giue vs better coles Entreat the shepheard that doth sheare his sheepe Hee will not clip too low to cut the skinne And bid his woman that shee doe not weepe Because the mouse hath beene within her Binne Her husband will not feele it in his purse And sift the meale the bread is neere the worse Entreat the Geese and Ganders hold their peace There is not one wise word among them all And all the alley scoldes their brawling cease For t is a filthy thing to scolde and brawle And all fayre wenches that are beauties flowrse They will not be the Deuils Paramours Intreat the Asses for to leaue their braying The Peacocke that he will not stoupe his tayle And mad young wenches for to leaue their maying The milke mayde that shee looke vnto her payle The Stallion horse hee doe not beat the mare And greedy houndes they doe not kill the hare Now fie on fooles cap heere 's a dish of drinke To choke a dogge let all these toyes alone Let vs our selues of somewhat else bethinke That yet may doe some good when all is gone That though our bodies our of frame are growne Our spirits yet may not be ouerthrowne Then let vs leaue the world and go to Church And turne all Preachers true and holy men And while the Knaue doth giue the foole the lurch And plotters write with an vngodly penne Let vs deliuer by the word of truth The way to heauen both vnto age and youth Yea let vs reade the rules of sacred life Perswade the troubled soule to patience The husbands care and comfort to the wife The childe and seruant due obedience Faith to the friend and to the neighbour peace That loue may liue and suites at law may cease Pray for the health of all that are diseased Confession vnto all that are conuicted And patience vnto all that are displeased And comfort vnto all that are afflicted And mercy vnto all that haue offended And Grace to all that all may be amended Pray for the King the Queene and Countries health Their royall Issue and their Peeres of State The Councell Clergy and the common wealth That no misfortune may their blisse abate But that th' almighty so his Church will cherish That not a member of his loue may perish To King and Queene giue Rights of Royalty And for their vertues giue them worthy prayse Grace to the Prince the Subiect loyalty That all together may haue happy dayes The Councell wisdome

MACHIVELS DOGGE MY d●gged Muse where hast thou dwelt so long Or hid thy selfe from this sad heart of mine That longs to heare ther sing that deadly song That Sorrow set vnto that soule of thine Where tyred spirits that in torments dwell Finde how the Deuill turnes the world to hell Doest thou not see except thou wilt be blinde How life hath lost the notes of natures loue And wisdomes wordes are helde but as a wind Where Machauilians ma●chlesse villaines proue And Tigres Foxes wolues and Owles and Apes Beganne the world in shewes of humane shapes Say truth good dogge and doe not spare to barke But snarle and snappe at euery snea●ing thiefe Let not a Curre goe lee●ing 〈◊〉 the darke But shew thy kind bough 〈◊〉 a dogge be briefe Lie at the doore giue wa●ning to th● house Scratch out a flea and 〈…〉 for a ●ow●● ●tudy no termes of stayned Eloquence But speake as plainely as a paued floore Giue pride the height of sinnes preheminence And bid the Pander keepe the Lechers doore And let the flatterer bee the Slingthrifts guest And locke the Misers heart vp in his chest Brissell thy selfe vp at a beastly slaue That cares for nothing but to feede on fat And cast a leere at such a lurking knaue As pries about thee like a prowling Cat And if the Foxe come neere thy Chickens penne Runne at the Roague and course him to his denne But if thou chance to 〈◊〉 the Lyon roare Lie downe and cowch there is no looking out But if thou meetst a Bull or a wilde Bore Beware the horne and come not neere the snowte For other Cattell horse or Mare or Asse Come not too neere their heeles and let them passe Be plaine and honest doe not sweare and lie Nor complement with cappe and crouch and knee Nor like a Baby runne away and crie For feare to looke vpon a Humble Bee Loue no extremes in neyther heate nor colde And make no treasure of ill gotten golde Doe not perswade a foule ill fauourd slut Shee is as fayre as Venus forehead cloth Nor stand to teach a Sparrow to keepe Cut Nor dwell all day vpon a dish of broth But doe thy businesse that thou art about And when t is midnight put the candle out Stand strut and stout and doe not wagge the tayle At euery fillip of a fidling friend Barke at a Cowe that kicketh downe her paile And make no banquet of a puddings end Call not a knaue a knight nor clowne a king In rules of reason t is a rascall thing For birdes let not the Crane picke out thine eyes Nor let the Parat teach thee how to prate Nor fill thy paunch too full of Woodcockes pies Nor let Madge Howlat make thee watch too late Nor let the Cuckoe teach thee how to sing Nor with the Buzard make too low a wing For Fishes doe not swallow like the Whale Nor like a Cre●fish creepe into a hole Learne of the Dolphin how to keepe his scale But doe not swim among the Herrings shole L●●●ie of the Fl●oke to sto●t but with the floud But whether runnest thou Counter with thy sent Backe take the wind and beat it out againe The Hare is gone thou knowest not where shee went List how the hounds doe plie it on the plaine Well fare the kennell makes the merry eye Hah good olde Tibbe t is pitty thou shouldst die But leaue this hunting let vs fall to play At Cardes or Dice or some such prety sport With merrcy trickes to passe the time away While idle spirits doe but long and short But so that in the end we may finde out How Gamsters bring their golden world about Take vp the Cardes and giue the Coates their places Honour the Kings bee subiect to their swordes Bow to the Queenes doe reuerence to their Graces But vse the Knaues but as the time affoordes Where rhough the knaue of Clubs be calde the chiefe An other knaue may be as close a thiefe Sort out the suites together lay the Trickes Note a Bumcarde and how to stoppe at neede The Harts are spotted Diamonds are but prickes His time ill spent that happens best to speed The Spades are broken and the C●● 〈◊〉 rotten ●nd by the small Cardes ●●thin●● But what shall bee our game Primero Gleeke Or one and thirty Bone ace or new Cut Or Mawe or Ruffe or Trumpe what doe you leeke Or Post and Paire or put and vnder put All one to me no Carde can come acrosse Who hath no money hath no feare of losse But let vs thinke vpon a gallant game Primero yea there let vs set our rest Prime in his nature hath a Princely name And Hero beares his honour with the best Oh royall grounds that such a game begunne Blest be the Fathers christendo such a sonne But it is costly to apply this play A good aduenture shewes no idle vaine For when the stake is at the lowest stay A happie Prime will make all whole againe Then deale the Cardes and happy be his time That sets his fortune on so fayre a Prime Enough of this now let vs goe to Gleeke Fayre play and square l●t●'● haue no falling out Looke to your hand and haue no braines to seeke For dotage often comes home with a flo●● And 〈…〉 this ●b●●●●ion make But let mee see who speakes vnto the Ruffe Who vies it he that hath the happiest suit But packe no Cardes for that deserues the cuffe And euer let the standers by bee mute For many a time a blinde and simple eye May loose much money by the standers by But deale the cardes a mournivall of Aces Welcome poore spots that makes the Players rich And better welcome then those painted faces That lay a Lordship in a durty ditch But what are all the stakes vp then away And let vs fall vpon some other play Giue ouer Gleeke a set or two at Maw The Knaue fiue fingers and the Ace of Harts It was a Clowne that first deui'sd the law That Pesants so should come to play their parts And basenesse so about the Game should bring A knaue should take the stake vp from the king And truth to tell I cannot well disgest These heaues and helpes and liuings after losse For when the game sometimes is at the best A baggage carde may hap to come a crosse ●nd make the Gamster fret and sweare and curse 〈◊〉 leaue him neuer a penny i● his ●urse Then let vs leaue this Mawe and goe to R●ffe Honour the King the Queene and the Knaue too But yet mee seemes it smelles of Countrey stuffe A Knight vnto a Knaue should honour doe Yet if the Cardes such fortune him allot If that it be his due denie him not But for I see some hidden note doth rest Of base Ambition in a Peasants pride To giue a Knaue such honour though in iest I meane at Cardes when Trompe is on his side Cast vp the Cardes the Trickes together put And leauing