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An epitome of the vvorlds woe vvherein is perspicuously discouered, the lamentable miseries of the world, in these tempestuous times, the infidelitie of fained friends, and ficklenesse of deceitefull fortune : continued by way of meditation and resolution / by Geo. Dichante, gent.
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Dichante, George.
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STC 6816.7; ESTC S343
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them score and scourge and brag and baule One day will come will make them pay for all And tho they thinke by smothering to conceale it He sees that once will make their carkasse feele it The cosenning Broker is none of the least That most deludes this fellow in hels-chest Layes vp his linen cloth wooll and lawne Which he for little purchast at a pawne They cosen Nouices and like base Rookes Are happy when the honest's in their bookes For by extorted rates they are opprest And plagued by exacted interest And as they take in others Line or Lawne So to the deuill they their soules do pawne For if the law will but their crimes allow They 'le freely hazard soule and body too But penalty reformes part of their euils Which makes men liue in peace in spight of diuels Their grand extortions and their wounding bils Summ'd vp with fabl◠〈…〉 They 'l either liue in misery to end it Gr leaue it to a thriftlesse heire will spend it But as Mechannickes vse this vile deceit And study how to cosen aire or late Leaue nought for lucre but it is attempted Yet few professions are from hence exempted For there 's no calling vnder Sunne I see But t is accrewed with some falsitie Our Cleargy they whose liuing should be spent Vnto the Laymens pious president Are most corrupted with damn'd Symony And ignorance is plac'd by bribery This makes Sir Iohn procure a liuing fat That scarce knowes what is latin for his hat And like an Abbey-lubber gets the gaines When learnder men liues poore with greater paines Such liuings perish with their fat and honey That are assigned onely for See-mony But if I were not placed by my Art Let then who will show-money take my part For if that coyne beare sway and good be gone I 'le rest me as I am and neere seeke none Then the loose liuing of the Temporall man Both Papist Protestant and Puritane The Brownist and more I could reckon now Of vpstart Sects I 'm sure neere thirty two Are in as bad or worse predicament Riches and Riots care kils their content No trust is in them for their faith I say With their small conscience thâ—â— haue chast away Nought now is practiz'd but deceit and strife A man dare hardly trust his neerest wife The Father not the sonne nor Sonne the Father Some or they'â— trust their Sire will hang him rather The eldest Son suites ' gainst his younger brother And neither of them dare trust one another Thus is all truth good liuing led astray Affections dead and faith is fled away For many now will promise sweare and lye To doe a friend a fauour by and by To flatter him in presence speake him faire And bid him make good cheere and take no care For they will cure him of that carefull case And promise mountaines too before his face But turn'd aside their speciall care growes slacke And then they 'l wish him hang'd behind his backe Oh faithlesse wretches in whose hollow brests No confidence no truth no honour rests Alas is all your conscience gone and pitty too That makes it so hard to sinde a parcell now But if your liues did any faith afford You 'd chuse to breake your necke before your word It is a woe when true gentility Should croutch to vpstarts crept from beggery Suite with submission to the fooles for grace When such a one inuested in a place Is farre more haughty and more prompt to scorne Then Gentlemen that nobly were borne The Asse will grow so curious coy and ciuill And set on horsebacke he 'l ride likâ—â—â—â—â—ill But let them clime so yet beware a fall They slip not backe and breake their neckes for all For I haue knowne some full as fortunate That haue beene foiled with the premis'd fate It is a woe when wise are vnder rules Of golden calues and shallow brained fooles Will be commanded by a rustie slaue Fawne flatter him some kindnesse for to haue Doe good or euill that he would haue done Through wet and dry he 'l either ride or runne But I admire that men of noble partes Indu'd with many Sciences and Arts So basely thus can crouch vnto a Knaue And be officious tho he money haue For such obseruance and obsequiousnesse Make qualities contemn'd loare lou'd the lesse Were I the man that should be tide vnto One of these mushromes or I 'le chuse to do Such offices or marke each puppies becke I 'le first resolue i'faith to breake my necke Or to a scoundrell so obsequious be As come to kisse her hand or bend my knee To honor her or humour her conceit With vaine applauses from an empty pate As many falsly do imploy their pen To make a monster King of mortall men And some loose liuing Lady to inherit A Paragaues true praise and proper merit Out on such Asse-made-Epigrammatists That filâ— their phrases with such filthy fists And make some sordid show makes foule most faire Tels them of Castles they deserue i' th aire Indeed if that one knew a nobleman But these are rare as is the coale-blacke Swan That harbor'd honesty compleat each way And that no lyes would either sooth or say What is' t but for him I would vndertake Euen wade the Sea if need were for his sake And truly Mistresse if we list to scan Vpon your spouse he 's each way such a man As I haue mentioned but what man can tell Where such another Mirror now doth dwell Repleet with honesty and good and grace That hath wits image pictur'd on his face Free from all falsities and horrid crimes Abandonning the basenesse of these times The guide of godlinesse the Man of Men Whose glories had I but a golden pen I would record and sing the same in verse That our successors might his worth rehâ—rse But while I liue my Muse and I will striue To make his honesty his life suruiue In spight of fortune and that fickle fame No time nor ruine shall out raze the same And if my lines his true deserts can giue In spight of death for euer he shall liue And so farre Reader vnder thy correction Haue I digrest to show the true affection And seruices I owe vnto these two Which till I dye God willing I will doe Praying their happinesse may neuer wither But they may loue and long time liue together And now my Muse being weary of this woe By ripping ruines vp tost too and fro And seeing that no practise here is free But in some part it tasts of misery We 'l for this time indeauour for to leaue Such things as mention'd further would but greeue For had I iron voices or brasse tongues Briarius hands or large extended lungs Or were the Sea all inke the earth all quils 'T were difficult to mention all the ils This Microcosme includes So I intend to close my Phamphlet vp and here to end Without end If I herein haue er'd I pray forgiue As proper t is for man to erre as liue FINIS