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A Bartholmevv Fairing, new, new, new: sent from the raised siege before Dublin, as a preparatory present to the great thanksgiving-day. To be communicated onely to Independents.
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Wing B981; Thomason E572_7; ESTC R206169
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Pyes Mrs. Try I am foro the Marrow Pyes I will so feast my little Levites that they shall take New Park for Marrow-bone Mrs. Aver And when all 's eat and throughly concocted and applyed it shall be Hide Park too Exeunt Actus secundus Enter three Independent Ministers Mr. Learned Mr. Olduns Mr. Bew as in a Chamber Mr. Ler Welcome my fellow-Labourers our Harvest Is not as the lean Countrey-Pulpit-Thrashers Who work for the tenth-cock and Easter Book And twice a yeer rejoyce or chance to chirpe At the delivery of a pregnant sow Or teeme of goslings No my Sunday swabbers We have one day of Adams heavy curse The Sabbath that 's our day of sweat not Rest So that our yeer consists of fifty two Dayes of work and swinck All the rest are holy Almost 300. holyd a yes we make My head 's a Bible with an Almanake Mr. Old Moonday's our prime festivall Luna Begins our merriment and Venus ends For Saturne makes us melancholy then We are for Text and Exposition that is But half holy day some sack some notes The morn at Syon Colledge the afternoon At _____ in Coleman-street where we agree What part o th' news to preach what Pray'r what Use Such as the State prescribes and the works done This Work of double Honour Mr. Bew. Double Treble The Primitive Converts layd not more at feet Of th' Apostles nor did they spend it so Yet we allow old Paul 3 Tavernes but Mr. Ler Come sit my friends draws a bottle from under the Table Come forth my Posteller this is Tonseca The Learned Spaniard this this is the Book Which gives us Learning and a politique look By vertue of this Author Don Canary Wespeak what truth we please or else it vary Fils into the glasse Look how he spirits dance see how they skirre it We that drink this must need hold forth the Spirit Olduns this lusty glasse to all those eyes dr Whose whites we lift as I do this toth ' skies Mr. Old To those that sigh at every Lard and ab And hum we make upon the Sabbath day dr Mr. Bew. To all those pretty rogues whose hearts we break On Sunday and tickle on the rest o th' week One knocks without Mr. Ler How now my Spaniard must retyre hee s grave And can't endure strange faces Back to the cell This brittle Instrument must to his case Hides Bottle and glasse Reach hither Foxly he shall lye i th' place Here Reynolds Sermons whose most learned Books Are the gull'd peoples baits and we the Hooks Knocks again Whose there have patience and I come brother Remember where I left we must not smoother Our sgifts nor under Bushels put the light Yes Enter Ralph Short-hand Mr. Ler Ralph Shorthand what my Stenographicall Sermon catcher my Imp of Repetitions and Conserves of my small wares of Divinity little Pedlar of my Dominicall labours how doest thou sweet youth what is the businesse Gives a Letter Ralph This Letter Sir will speak it self the letter Sir as you have often hinted is no killing letter nor a dead letter Sir I have brought the Argentum vivum of the last Edition no Carolus upon these white-boyes nor Dei gratiâ neither but Anno Libertatis and what is it Crucis novae as you will read Sir better in these circles delivers the money Mr. Ler Very hand some Coine Brethren peruse this letter it does concern us all I am much taken with this stamp I have some skill in coyning for I my self am newly stamp'd This shews the State is fixt And learned too O let me kisse this Crosse The signe of vanquish'd superstition The signe of Reformation in the State As well as Church for this we blesse and curse Thus we will carry Crosses in our purse Mr. Bew. With what regard of words and godly tokens Are we invited to this feast This whistle This silver whistle of the Saints is shrill These Charmers may eene charm me where they will Mr. Old Next Sunday we will hold forth of Thankfulnesse And praise the open handednesse o' th' Saints Our thanks to those who ministred to our wants Ralph It shall he done Mr. Learned Sir I have an humble suit to you I know your ingeny you have a sparkling forge It would for ever make me with my Mrs. to have an handsome smart copy of verses Sir upon the Park the present Thanksgiving Pray Sir think you have it if you but scratch o' the fantasticall side Sir I have a piece of singular Tobacco for your Muse The very pryme of the leaf Ochechampano Poca-Hunto's Father great Custos of the Indies drinks not so good Against night I pray let them be compos'd fair wrote and scratch'd under where the emphasis must lye for my Mistrisse is much taken with my emphaticall pronounciation and action It stands me much upon at this time for I am upon the point of preferment and your wit must work about or I am disappointed quite Think Sir I finde the fancy in your eye you have a Poeticall muscule Sir Mr. Ler I have indeed Ralph thou seest more then these seers Thou shalt haveum and Ralph do you hear drink no Clarret to night that will furre the throat let Vrsula make you some butter'd Ale and I warrant thee for a smart one Ralp May your wise Notes I have wrote swell into volumes Exit Untill the weight suppresse my tender columnes Mr. Ler We must conclude this meetings I have work This Poem will ask pains and time and sack I am a Hinde at prose but a dull Ox At verse my feet are as they'd been i th' stocks Friends we will meet the Sisters with their knacks Keep all things wisely specially your backs Enter Roger Trusty Solus Roger. Why my father being a Cavileer should after my exclusion from the University bind me Apprentice to this Dâ—aper and a Committee man is beyond my intelligence though not my obedience I have scratched my head over and over and cannot reach the depth unlesse it be for revenge sure he would have me pervert my Mistresse for for the conversion of my Master it is as impossible as the others secible it is so it mull be so Revenge is sweet what my Master got of him at Goldsmiths Hall be would have me get up at Drapers My father hath been in Purgatory and I must go to hell for it She is an handsome Rogue and reads the Alchoran there 's the book now Our Independent Sisters are as much taken with the Alchoran as our Ladies were with the Arcadia Certainly Mahomets Pidgeon was a pretty Pidgeon and the Sisters would have the Spirit hang like a pendent in their eares They are much taken with his Paradise for the enlargement of their eyes at the Resurrection certainly if there be such fine additions unto women they have a hope the men of Paradise shall be augmented in some part as pleasurable to them as their great eyes will be to their glorified
servants These Babylonian whores will never be satisfied without a Salisbury spire well if I must work about this Composition I will to it as soon as I can Nocuit differre paratis I cannot tell which is readiest my Mistresse or my self She hath been teaching me how to handle the yard these three daies and saies I must learn to give a little over measure it tâ—kes Customers mainly Besides she takes me into the darkest place of the shop and saith There I must shew my wares I shall learn Mrs. I shall apprehend you If you bring tinder I 'se bring flints and such as shall break upon a Feather-bed you have met with your match She hath this day enjoyned me upon a piece of Rivallship in Poetry with righteous Ralph emulation is good Mistresse my brains are at your service The subject is the Park and I must to work Who can such sweet and gratefull work refuse Who hath a Mistresse Patronesse and Muse Actus Tertius Enter three Committee-men Mr. Woollastone Mr. Avery Mr. Tryall Mr. Wool I did not think the gain of Godlinesse Had been so quick and great No mysterie No traffique half so sure No hazands run For first we know we are Saints and that granted That world 's our own all that we see and covet That we may safely take t is All All ours The Childrens Birth-right All the rest Aliens Usurpers and Oppressors onely we The heirs o th' House Mr. Tr This is our surest Title The Scripture is our Charter we have text To shew for 't The Scripture is a fountain Of end lesse treasure if app'y'd aright And for our purpose As you hinted brother The righteous that is we possesse the Earth The estates of all Delinquents Earth includes As bread all that is needfull I or meet For men Wool Upon that very principall I did betray a Trust which gain'd me all I now enjoy It was an Orphans state Whose blinded Father dy'd in actuall Arms Against this blessed Parliament I first Discover'd my engagement then disclos'd The foule Delinquencie and for a sleight Reward unto the Chairman some two or Three thousand Crowns a very toy a toy For services I never yet knew done And for my losses truly I was lost But for this happy windfall and because I was affected to the State as no man more And for I was a man of known integrity None serve the State but such I was voted Lord of the whole estate and the Orphan Proscrib'd and disinherison'd Hee s sent Into Barbados with Instructions Unto a Master to unlearn his Birth Which if he can forget he may do well Then he may live and prove in time a Planter Mr. Av A piece of charity I have not heard of You have approv'd your trust abundantly Into the State the end of Feâ—ffe-ships Mr. Tr The youth by these your conscientious means May in some twenty yeers become a man Mr. Av And with a little help of Aqua-vitae Stockings and Hats old Ling and Martlemasse Rise to a Fortune great as Cravens was Mr. Tr On whom can he bestow his thanks for it But on your care and providence and love Mr. Wooll I look for no such turns contented I Am satisfi'd i th' act of good That 's all All that old Woolastone cares for nor do I Act without president that honour'd Knight And now great States-man Sir John Danvers shew'd Woolastone the way why did not he prove That sometimes valiant man and Earl His brother a Delinquent for some pounds Lent to the King and by those vertuous means Orethrew the Will and cosend his own sister And all the Legatarys still it holds The Argument is good A Friend toth ' King An Enemy toth ' State a Reprobate A Reprobate no title to the creature Argo no power to dispose no power No Will and Testament Argo t is null I have some Logick left enough I think To confound all the Hierarchy of England And gravell um though all their land be genne Mr. Av I am a purchaser Mr. Tr So am I. Mr. Wool And I. They talk of sacriledge the text Is plain He doth not live in Temples made With hands Heaven is his seat yet these Bishops Will have their Sees Gods seat and conclude it Against the sence o th' House and Harry th' eight T is sacriledge to buy their Lands forsooth Out with them Antichrists Mr. Aver Indeed if one Should purchase Heaven then the text were plain But we nere mean it Let 't alone for me The House are far enough from such an Act That were sacriledge i th' highest and not On any termes to be committed No Heaven at no rate O little England For my money Mr. Try A little Ireland too Will now do well That Renegado Lord Apostat Inchiquin who hath committed The high offence revolting to the King T is he that plague us he hath dismunster'd He hath dismunsterd me Dee'l Inch him for t Of full three thousand Acres his very name Makes every Inch I have about me quake Which if I could have quietly enjoy'd I would not have engag'd in Bishops Lands Mr. Av Ormoud and he shall nere be pardon'd nor Montrosse Hopton nor Langdale no nor Dives That shitten Royalist 't is strange he is Not made a Privy Counsellour or Groome Oth'stoole But our brave Oliver will send Them all to Dives to their Winter quarter Mr. Tr I was afraid of Ireland once I gave it For an unwholsome air Bogs and Quagmires But Collonel Jones hath clear'd it all again With the States Thunder Powder and Money Mr. Wool It was a plot of Crumwels all this while And Munck will justifie it to loose so much To make the businesse seeming desperate To his eternall honour to restore it This was the plot if Ormond had tane Dublin He should have put in Governors then marcht And joyn'd with Jonny-Presbyter in Scotland Then should those Governors have sold it back For what 's the City money for but that Unto the high Lieutenant that once ours Grumwell had powdered after Ormond whiles Good Sir Arthur Haselrigg and Lambert Rebuilt the wall betwixt the Picts and us And kept them out of England pent in Scotland This was the plot which none but sure ones knew This is the day to raise more money for 't Mr. Tr It shall be levy'd what we say's a law This is the word Do it or Crumwell comes Wee 'l fetch him with a whistle if they boggle He lyes in Wales on purpose at a lurch Upon prtence of waiting on the winds But the truth is it is to aw those here The Leveller and discontented party Hee 'l squirt you Regiments into Dublin And fright off Ormond with a whiffe of 's tayl Mr. Av The Welch do love him mainly Mr. W They have reason He is their Cozen very neer ally'd Once Ap-Lord Leiftenant Generall Ap-All Ap Teudor ap Queen Elsabeth Ap-Besse Ap Great Protector presently The States Must have a Grave and who