Epigrammes by J.D.

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                    <head><foreign xml:lang="la">Epigrammata prima.</foreign></head>
                    <head><foreign xml:lang="la"> Ad Musam,</foreign></head>
                    <lg>
                        <l><hi style="float: left; font-size: 5rem; padding: 0.5rem; margin: 0 2rem 1rem 0;">F</hi>Lie merry <persName>Muſe</persName> vnto that merry towne,</l>
                        <l>Where thou mayſt playes, reuels, and triumphes,</l>
                        <l>The houſe of fame, &amp;Theatre of renowne, (ſee </l>
                        <l>W here all good wits &amp; ſpirits loue to be.</l>
                    </lg>
                    
                    <lg>
                        <l>Fallin betwene their hands, that loue &amp; praiſe thee</l>
                        <l>and be to them a laughter and a ieſt :</l>
                        <l>but as for them which ſcorning ſhall approue thee,</l>
                        <l> Diſdayne their wits, and thinke thyne owne the beſt.</l></lg>
                    
                    <lg>   
                        <l>But if thou finde any ſo groſe and dull,</l>
                        <l>That thinke I do to priuat Taxing leane:</l>
                        <l>Bid him go hang, for he is but a gull,</l>
                        <l>And knowes not what an Epigramme does meane.</l>
                        <l style="text-intent:1em">Which Taxeth vnder a particular name,</l>
                        <l> A generall vice which merits publique blame.</l></lg> 
                    <fw type="catchword">Of</fw>
                    <fw type="signature">​
                        <choice><sic/><corr resp="SSarto">A3v</corr></choice>​,</fw>
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                    <div type="epigram">       
                        <head> Of a Gull.</head> 
                        <lg>         
                            <l><hi style="float: left; font-size: 5rem; padding: 0.5rem; margin: 0 2rem 1rem 0;">O</hi>Ft in my laughing rimes, I name a gull,</l> 
                            <l> But this new terme will many queſtions breede</l>
                            <l> Therefore at firſt I will expreſſe at full,</l>
                            <l>Who is a true and perfect gull indeede.</l></lg>
                        
                        <lg>  
                            <l>A gull is he, who feares a veluet gowne,</l> 
                            <l>and when a wench is braue, dares not ſpeake to her:</l>
                            <l>A gull is he which trauerſeth the towne,</l>
                            <l>and is for marriage knowne a common wooer.</l> </lg> 
                        
                        <lg>
                            <l> A gull is he, which while he prowdlie weares,</l>
                            <l>a ſiluer hilted Rapier by his ſide:</l>
                            <l>Indures the lyes, and knockes about the eares,</l>
                            <l>Whiſt in his ſheath, his ſleeping ſword doth bide.</l></lg>
                        
                        <lg>
                            <l>A gull is he which weares good hanſome cloathes,</l>
                            <l>And ſtandes in preſence ſtroaking vp his hayre:</l>
                            <l>and filles vp his vnperfect ſpeech with othes.</l>
                            <l>but ſpeakesnot one wiſe word throughout the yeere</l>
                            <l style="text-intent:1em"> But to define a gull in termes preciſe,</l>
                            <l style="text-intent:1em"> A gull is he which ſemes, and is not wiſe.</l></lg> 
                        <fw type="catchword">In</fw>
                        <fw type="signature">​
                            <choice><sic/><corr resp="SSarto">A3v</corr></choice>,</fw>
                    </div>
                        <div type="epigram">               
                            <head style="text-align:center;font-size:bigger"><foreign xml:lang="la">In Fauſtus 7</foreign></head>
                            <lg> 
                                <l style="text-indent:1em;"><persName>Fauſtus</persName> not lord, nor knight, nor wiſs, nor olde,</l> 
                                <l>To euery place about the towne doth ride,</l>
                                <l> He rides into the fields, Playes to beholde,</l>
                                <l>He rides to <placeName>Powles</placeName>, he rides to th’ordinarie,</l>
                                <l> He rides vnto the houſe of bawderie too.</l>
                                <l>Thither his horſse ſo often doth him carry,</l>
                                <l>That ſhortlie he wil quite forget to go.</l>
                            </lg>
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                        <div type="epigram">  
                            <head style="text-align:center;font-size:bigger"><foreign xml:lang="la">In Katum 1</foreign></head>
                            <lg>
                                <l> <persName>Kate</persName> being pleaſde, wiſht that her pleaſure coulde,</l>
                                <l>Indure as long as a <choice><sic>Unclear</sic><corr resp="BDoehler">Unclear</corr><unclear reason="brokentype">buſfe ierkin</unclear></choice> would.</l>
                                <l> Content thee <persName>Kate</persName>, although thy pleaſure waſteth,</l>
                                <l> Thy pleaſures place like a buffe ierkin laſteth:</l>
                                <l style="text-indent:1em;"> For no buffe ierkin hath bin oftner worne,</l>
                                <l style="text-indent:1em;"> Nor hath more ſcrapings or more dresſingsborn.</l>
                            </lg>
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                        <div type="epigram"> 
                            <head style="text-align:center;font-size:bigger"><foreign xml:lang="la">In Librum 9</foreign></head>
                            <lg>
                                <l> <persName>Liber</persName> doth vaunt how chaſtely he hath liude,</l>
                                <l> Since he hath bin in towne 7 yeeres and more,</l>
                                <l>For that he fweares he hath foure onely fwiude,</l>
                                <l>A maide, a wife, a widow and a whoore:</l>
                                <l style="text-indent:1em;"> Then Liber thou haſt<choice><sic>Unclear</sic><corr resp="BDoehler">Unclear</corr><unclear reason="brokentype">ſwiude</unclear></choice> all women kinde,</l>
                                <l style="text-indent:1em;"> For a fift fort I know thou canſt not finde.</l>
                            </lg>
                        </div>
                        <fw type="catchword">In</fw>
                        <fw type="signature"><choice><sic/><corr resp="BDoehler">B1R</corr></choice></fw>
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                            <head style="text-align:center;font-size:bigger"><foreign xml:lang="la">In Medonem 10</foreign></head>
                            <lg>
                                <l>Great <persName>Captaine Medon</persName> weares a chaine of golde,</l>
                                <l> Which at fiue hundred crownes is valued;</l>
                                <l>For that it was his<choice><sic>Unclear</sic><corr resp="BDoehler">Unclear</corr> <unclear reason="brokentype">graundGres</unclear></choice> chainƏ of olde,</l>
                                <l> When great <persName>king Henry Bulleigne</persName> conquered.</l>
                                <l style="text-indent:1em;"> and weare it <persName>Medon</persName>, for it may enlue,</l>
                                <l style="text-indent:1em;"> that thou by vertue of his <choice><sic>Unclear</sic><corr resp="BDoehler">Unclear</corr><unclear reason="brokentype">Maſſie</unclear></choice> ehaine,</l>
                                <l style="text-indent:1em;"> a ſtronger towne than <placeName>Bulloigne</placeName> maiſt ſubdue,</l>
                                <l style="text-indent:1em;"> Yf wilemens ſawes be not reputed vaine,</l>
                                <l>For what ſaide <persName>Phillip king of <placeName>Macedon?</placeName></persName></l>
                                <l>There is no Caſtle ſo wel fortified,</l>
                                <l>But if an Aſſ laden with gold comes on,</l>
                                <l>The guarde wil ſtoope, and gates flie open wide.</l>
                            </lg>
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                        <div type="epigram">
                            <head style="text-align:center;font-size:bigger"><foreign xml:lang="la">In Gellam 10</foreign></head>
                            <lg>
                                <l><persName>Gella</persName>, if thou doft loue thy ſelfe, take heede,</l>
                                <l>left thou my rimes, vnto thy louer reade,</l>
                                <l>For ſtraight thou grinſt,&amp;then thy louer reeth,</l>
                                <l>Thy canker-eaten gums, and rotten teeth.</l>
                            </lg>
                        </div>
                        
                        <div type="epigram">
                            <head style="text-align:center;font-size:bigger"><foreign xml:lang="la">In Quintum 12</foreign></head>
                            <lg>
                                <l><persName>Quintus</persName>his wit infuſed into his braine,</l>
                                <l>Miſlikes the place, and fled into his feete,</l>
                                <l>and the e it wanders vp and down the ſtreetes,</l>
                                <l>Dabled in the durt, and ſoaked in the raine.</l>
                                <l>Doubtleſſe his wit inrendes not to aſpire,</l>
                                <l>Which leaues his head to trauell in the mire.</l>
                            </lg>
                        </div>
                        <fw type="catchword">In</fw>
                        <fw type="signature"><choice><sic/><corr resp="BDoehler">B1V</corr></choice></fw>

                    <div type="epigram">
                        <head style="text-align:center;font-size:bigger"><foreign xml:lang="la">In Seuerum 13</foreign></head>
                        <lg>
                            <l>The puritane <persName>Seuerus</persName> oft doth reade,</l>
                            <l>this text that doth pronounce vaine ſpeech a ſinne,</l>
                            <l>That thing defiles a man that doth proceede</l>
                            <l>From out the mouth, not that which enters in.</l>
                            <l>Hence is it, that we ſeldome heare him ſweare,</l>
                            <l>and thereof like a Phariſie he vaunts,</l>
                            <l>but he deuoures more Capons in a yeare,</l>
                            <l>Then would ſuffice a <unclear reason="brokentype">hundieth</unclear> proteſtants.</l>
                            <l>And ſooth thoſe ſectaries are gluttons all,</l> 
                            <l>Aſwell the threed-bare Cobler as the knight,</l>
                            <l>For thoſe poore ſlaues which haue not wherewithal</l> 
                            <l>Feede on the rich, til they deuoure them quite.</l>
                            <l style="text-indent:1em;">And ſo like Pharoes kine, they eate vp cleane,</l>
                            <l style="text-indent:1em;">Thoſe that be fat, yet ſtill themſelues be leane.</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div>
                    <div type="epigram"> 
                        <lg>
                            <head style="text-align:center;font-size:bigger"><foreign xml:lang="la">In Leucam</foreign> 14</head> 
                            <l><persName>Leuca</persName> in preſence once a fart did let,</l>
                            <l>Some langht a little, ſhe forſooke the place:</l>
                            <l>and madde with ſhame, did eke her gloue forget,</l>
                            <l>which ſhe returned to fetch with baſhfull grace:</l>
                            <l style="text-indent:1em;">And when ſhe would haue ſaid, my gloue</l>
                            <l style="text-indent:1em;">My fart (<unclear reason="brokentype">gd</unclear> ſhe) which did more laughter moue.</l>
                        </lg>
                    </div>
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                        <lg>
                            <head style="text-align:center;font-size:bigger"><foreign xml:lang="la">In Macrum</foreign> 15</head>
                            <l>Thou canſt not ſpeake yet <persName>Macer</persName>, for to ſpeake,</l>
                            <l>is to diſtinguiſh ſoundes ſignificant,</l>
                            <l>Thou with harſh noyſe the ayre doſt rudely breake,</l>
                            <l>But what thou vttereſt common ſence dnth want:</l>
                            <l style="text-indent:1em;">Halfe Engliſh wordes, with fuſtian tearms among</l>
                            <l style="text-indent:1em;">Much like the burthen of a Northerne ſong.</l> 
                        </lg>
                    </div>
                    <div type="epigram">
                        <lg>
                            <head style="text-align:center;font-size:bigger"><foreign xml:lang="la">In Fauſtum 16</foreign></head>
                            <l>That youth ſaith <persName>Fauſtus</persName>, hath a Lyon ſeene,</l> 
                            <l>Who from a Dycing houſe comes monieleſſe,</l>
                            <l>but when he loſt his hayre, where had he beene,</l>
                            <l>doubt me had ſeene a Lyoneſſe.</l>
                        </lg> </div>
                    <div type="epigram">
                        <lg>
                            <head style="text-align:center;font-size:bigger"><foreign xml:lang="la">In Coſmum</foreign>17</head>
                            <l><persName>Coſmus</persName> hath more diſcourſing in his head,</l> 
                            <l>then loue, when <persName>Pallas</persName> iſſued from his braine,</l> 
                            <l>and ſtill he ſtriues to be deliuered,</l> 
                            <l>Of all his thoughtes at once, but al in vaine.</l>
                            <l>For as we ſee at all the play houſe dores,</l>
                            <l>when ended is the play. the daunce, and fong:</l>
                            <l>thouſand <unclear reason="brokentype">townſmən</unclear>, gentlemen, &amp; whores</l> 
                        </lg>
                    </div>
                <div type= "epigram">
                    <lg>
                        <l>Porrers &amp; ſeruing-men togither throng,</l> 
                        <l>ſo thoughts of drinking, thriuing, wenching, war</l> 
                        <l>And borrowing money, raging in his minde,</l> 
                        <l>To įſſue all at once ſo forwarde are,</l>
                        <l>As none at all can perfect pađage finde.</l>
                    </lg> 
                </div>
                <div type= "epigram">
                    <head style="text-alight;center;">In Flaccum 18</head>
                    <lg>
                        <l>Thefalſe knaue Flaccus once a bribe I gaue,</l>
                        <l>The more foole I to bribe ſo falſ a knaue,</l>
                        <l>But he gaue back my bribe, the more foole he,</l>
                        <l>That for my follie, did not couſen me.</l>
                    </lg>
                </div>
                <div type= "epigram">
                    <head style="text-alight;center;">In Cineam 19 </head>
                    <lg>
                        <l>Thou dogged Cineas hated like a dogge,</l>
                        <l>For<unclear reason="broken-type" cert="low"></unclear>fill thou grumbleſt like a Maftie dogger</l>
                        <l>Comparſt thy ſelfe to nothing but a dogge,</l>
                        <l>Thou faiſt thou art as weary as a dogge.</l>
                        <l>As angry, fick,&amp; hungry as a dogge,</l>
                        <l>As dull and melancholy as a dogge:</l>
                        <l>As lazie, ſleepie,&amp; as idle as dogge.</l>
                        <l>But why doſt thou compare thee to a dogge</l>
                        <l>In that, for which all men deſpiſe a dogge,</l>
                        <l>I will compare thee better to a dogge.</l>
                        <fw type="signature" style="text-align: right;"><fw type= "catchword">Thou </fw></fw>
                        <pb/>
                        <l>Thou art as faire and comely as a dogge,</l>
                        <l>Thou art as true and honeſt as a dogge,</l>
                        <l>Thou art as kinde and liberallas a dogge,</l>
                        <l>Thou art as wi e and valiant as a dogge</l>
                        <l>But Cineas, I haue ofe heard thee tell,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">Thou art as like thy father as may be,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">Tis like inough, and faith like ie well,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">But I am glad thou art not like to me.</l>
                    </lg>
                </div>
                <div type= "epigram">
                    <head style="text-alight;center;">In Gerontem 20</head>
                    <lg>
                        <l><persName>Geron</persName>mouldie memorie corrects,</l>
                        <l><persName>Old Holinſhed</persName>our famous chronicler,</l>
                        <l>With morrall rules, and police collects,</l>
                        <l>Out of all actions done theife foureſcore yeere</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">accounts the time of euery olde euent,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">notfro<persName>Chriſts</persName>birth, nor from the <persName>Princes</persName>laigne,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">But from fame other famous accident,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">Which in mens generallnotiſe doth remaine.</l>
                        <l>The ſiege of <placeName>Bulloigne</placeName>, and the plaguie ſweat,</l>
                        <l>The going to faint Quintines and new hauen.</l>
                        <l>The riſing in the North, The froſt ſo great.</l>
                        <l>That cart-wheele prints on <persName>Thames</persName>face were ſeene,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">The fall of money, &amp; burning of<persName>Paules</persName>ſteeple,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">The blaſing ſtarre and <persName>Spaniardes</persName>ouerthrow:</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">By thieſe euents, notorious to the people,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">He meaſures times, &amp; things forepaſt dosh ſhew.</l>
                    </lg>
                </div>
                
                <div type="epigram">
                    <lg><l>But moſt of all, he chieſſie reckonsby.</l>
                        <l>A priuat chaunce, the death of his curſt wife:</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">This is to him the deareſt memorie,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">And th’happieſt accident of all his life.</l></lg>
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                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align: center;">In Marcum 21</head>
                    <lg><l>When <persName>Marcus</persName> comes frō <placeName>Mins</placeName>, he ſtil doth ſweare</l>
                        <l>By, come a feauen, that all is loſt and gone,</l>
                        <l>But thats not true, for he hath loſt his hayre</l>
                        <l>Onely for that, he came too much at one.</l></lg>
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                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align: center;">In Ciprium 22</head>
                    <lg><l>The fine youth <persName>Ciprius</persName> is more tierſe and neate,</l>
                        <l>Then the new garden of the olde Temple is,</l>
                        <l>And ſtil the neweſt faſhion he doth get,</l>
                        <l>And with the time doth chaung from that to this,</l>
                        <l>He weares a hat now of the flat crown-block,</l>
                        <l>The treble ruffes, long cloake, &amp; doublet french:</l>
                        <l>He takes Tobacco, and doth weare a locke,</l>
                        <l>And waſtes more time in dreſſing then a Wench.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">Yet this new-fangled youth, made for theſe times,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">Doth aboue all praiſe olde Gaſcoines times.</l></lg>
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                    <head style="text-align: center;">In Cineam 23</head>
                    <lg><l>Whē <persName>Cineas</persName> comes amōgvt his friends in morning</l>
                        <l>He ſliely lookes who firſt his cap doth moue:</l>
                        <l>Him he ſalutes, the reſt ſo glimly ſcorning,</l>
                        <l>As if for euer they had loſt his loue.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">I knowing how it doth the humour fit,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">Of this fond gull to be ſaluted firſt:</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">catch at my cap, but moue it not a whit:</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">Which perceiuing he ſeemes ſo ſpite to burſt.</l>
                        <l>But <persName>cineas</persName>, why expect you more of me,</l>
                        <l>Then I of you’ I am as good a man,</l>
                        <l>And better too by many a quallitie</l>
                        <l>For vault, and daunce, &amp; fence &amp; rime I can,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">You keep a whore at your own charg men tel me</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">Indeede friend (cineas) therein you excell me.</l></lg>
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                    <head style="text-align: center;">In Gallum 24</head>
                    <lg><l><persName>Gallus</persName> hath bin this Sommer time in <placeName>Frieſland</placeName>,</l>
                        <l>And now returned he ſpeakes ſuch warlike words</l>
                        <l>As if I coulde their Engliſh vnderſtand,</l>
                        <l>I feare me they would cut my Throat like ſwordes</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">He talks of counterſcarfes and caſornates,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">Of parapets, of curteneys and Pallizadojs,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">Of flankers, Rauelings, gabions he prates,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em">And of falſe brayes, &amp; fallies &amp; ſcaladoſe:</l></lg>

                </div>
                
                <div type="fragment">
                    <div type="epigram">

                        <lg><l>But to require ſuch gulling termes as theſe,</l> 
                            <l>With wordes of my profeſſion I replie:</l> 
                            <l>I tel of foorching, vouchers, and counterpleas,</l> 
                            <l>Of Wichernams, effoynes, and champartie.</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">ſo neyther of vs vnderſtanding eyther,</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">We part as wife as when we came together.</l></lg> 
                    </div>
                </div> 
                <div type="fragment">
                    <div type="epigram">
                        <head>In Decium 25</head>
                        <lg><l>Audacious Painters haue nine worthies made,</l> 
                            <l>But <persName>Poet Decius</persName> more audacious farre,</l> 
                            <l>Making his miſtres march with men of warre,</l> 
                            <l>With title of tenth worth lie doth her lade,</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">Me thinkes that gul did vſe his termes as fit,</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">which termde his loue a Giant for hir wit.</l></lg>
                    </div>
                </div>
                <div type="fragment">
                    <div type="epigram">
                        <head style="text-align: center;"> In Gellam 26</head>
                        <lg><l>If gellas beautie be examined</l> 
                            <l>ſhe hath a dull dead eye, a ſaddle noſe,</l> 
                            <l>An ill ſhape face, with morpheu ouerſpread,</l> 
                            <l>and rotten Teeth with ſhe in laughing ſhowes.</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">Brieflie ſhe is the filthyeſt wench in Towne,</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">of all that do the art of whooring vfe:</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">But when ſhe hath put on her ſattin gowne,</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">Her out lawne apron, &amp; her veluevt ſhooes.</l></lg>
                    </div>
                </div>
                <fw type="catchword" style="text-align: right;">Her</fw>
                <pb></pb>
                <div type="fragment">
                    <div type="epigram">

                        <lg><l>Her greene ſilk ſtockings, and her peticoate,</l> 
                            <l>Of Taffacie, with golden frindge arounde:</l> 
                            <l>And is withall perfumed with ciuet hot,</l> 
                            <l>which doth her valiant ſtinking breath confounde</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">Yet ſhe with theſe addicions is no more,</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">Then a ſweete, filthe, fine ill fauored whoore.</l></lg> 
                    </div>
                </div> 
                    <div type="epigram">
                        <head style="text-align: center;">In Sillam 27</head>
                        <lg><l>Silla is often challenged to the fielde,</l> 
                            <l>To answere like a gendeman his foes,</l> 
                            <l>But when doth he his only anſwere yeelde,</l> 
                            <l>That he hath liuings &amp; faire landes to loſe.</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em"><persName>Silla</persName>, if none but beggars valiant were,</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">The king of ſpaine woulde put vs all in feare.</l></lg>
                    </div>
                    <div type="epigram">
                        <head style="text-align: center;">In Sillam 28</head>
                        <lg><l>Who dares affirme that <persName>Silla</persName> dare not fight?</l> 
                            <l>When I dare ſweare he dares aduenture more,</l> 
                            <l>Then the moſt braue, moſt all daring wight:</l> 
                            <l>That euer armes with reſollucion bore.</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">He that dare touch the moſt vnholſome whoore,</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">That euer was retired into the ſpittle:</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">and dares caourt wenches ſtanding at a dore,</l> 
                            <l style="text-indent: 1em">The porcion of his wit being paſſing litle.</l></lg>
                    </div>
                
                <fw type="catchword" style="text-align: right;">He</fw>
                <pb></pb>
                
                <div type="epigram">
                    <lg><l>He that dares giue his deereſt friendes offeueces,</l>
                        <l>which other valiant fooles do feare to do:</l>
                        <l>and when afeuer doth confounde his fences,</l> 
                        <l>dare eate raw biefe, &amp; drinke ſtrong wine thereto.</l> 
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">He that dares take Tobacco on the ſtage,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">dares man a whore at noon-day thogh the ſtreet</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">dares daunce in <placeName>Powle</placeName>, &amp; in this formal age,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">dares ſay &amp; do what eiter is vnmeete.</l>
                        <l>Whom feare of ſhame coulde neur yet affright,</l>
                        <l>Who dares affirme that <persName>Silla</persName> dares not fight?</l></lg></div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align:center;">In Haywodum 29</head>
                    <lg><l><placeName>Haywood</placeName> which in Epigrams did excell,</l> 
                        <l>Is now put down fince my light muſe aroſe:</l>
                        <l>As buckets are put downe into a well,</l> 
                        <l>Or as a ſchoole-boy putteth downe his hoſe</l></lg></div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align:center;">In Dacum 30</head>
                    <lg><l>Amongſt the Poets <persName>Dacus</persName> numbred is,</l>
                        <l>Yet could he neuer make an engliſh rime,</l>
                        <l>but ſome proſe ſpeeches I haue hearde of his,</l>
                        <l>which haue bin ſpoken man a dundreth time.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">The man that keepes the Eliphant hath one, </l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">wherein he tels the wonders of the beaſt</l></lg>
                    <fw type="catchword">An</fw>   
                    <pb/>
                    <lg><l>An other <persName>Bankes</persName> pronounced long agos,</l>
                        <l>when he his curtalls qualities expreſt:</l>
                        <l>He ſult taught him that keepes the moments,</l> 
                        <l>At <placeName>Weſtminſter</placeName> his formall tale to ſay,</l>
                        <l>And alſo him with Puppets repreſents,</l>
                        <l>and alſo him which with the Ape doth play</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em'">Though all his poetrre be like to this,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">Amongst the Poets numbred is.</l></lg></div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align:center;">In Priſcum 31</head>
                    <lg><l>VVhhen <persName>Priſcus</persName> raiſde from low to high eſtate.</l>
                        <l>Rode through the ſtreete in pompous iollitie,</l>
                        <l><persName>Caius</persName> his poore famillier friende of late,</l>
                        <l>be-ſpake him thus, Sir now you know not me:</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">Tis likely friende (quoth <persName>Priſcus</persName>) to be ſo,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">For at this time my felfe I do not know.</l></lg></div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align:center;">In Brunum 32</head>
                    <lg><l><persName>Brunus</persName> which thinkes him ſelfe a faire ſweet youth</l>
                        <l>is Thirtie nine yeeres of age at leaſt:</l>
                        <l>Yet was he neuer to confeſſe the truth,</l>
                        <l>but a dry ſtarueling when he was at beſt.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">T is gull was ſick of ſhew his night cap fine,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">and his wrought Pillow onerſpred with lawne:</l>
                        <l>but hath bin well fince his griefes cauſe hath line,</l>
                        <l>At <placeName>Trollups</placeName> by <persName>ſaint Clements</persName> church in pawne.</l> </lg></div>
                
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align:center;">In Francum 33</head>
                    <lg><l>When <persName>Francus</persName> comes to ſollace with his whoore</l>
                        <l>He ſends for rods and ſtrips himſelſe ſtark naked:</l>
                        <l>For his luſt ſleeps, and will not riſe before,</l>
                        <l>by whipping of the wench it be awaked.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">I ennui him not, but wiſh he had the powre,</l>
                        <l style="text-intent:1em;">To make me ſelfe his wench but one halfe houre</l></lg></div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align:center;">In Caſtorem 34</head>
                    <lg><l>Ofſpeaking well, why do we learne the skill,</l>
                        <l>Hoping thereby honor and wealth to gaine.</l>
                        <l>Sith rayling <persName>Caſtor</persName> doth by ſpeaking ill, </l>
                        <l>Oppinion of much wit, and golde obtaine.</l></lg></div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align:center;">In Septimum 35</head>
                    <lg><l><persName>Septimus</persName> liues, and is like Garlicke feene,</l>
                        <l>for though his head be white, his blade is greene.</l>
                        <l>This olde mad coult deſerues a Martires praiſe,</l> 
                        <l>For he was burned in <persName>Queen Maries</persName> dayes.</l></lg></div>
                <pb/>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align:center;">Of Tobacco 36</head>
                    <lg><l>Homer of Moly, and <persName>Nepenthe</persName> fings,</l>
                        <l>Moly the Gods moſt ſoueraigne hearbe diuine.</l>
                        <l><persName>Nepenthe Hekens</persName> drinke with gladnes brings,</l>
                        <l>harts griefe expells, &amp; doth the wits refine.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">but this our age an other worlde hath founde,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">frõ whéce an hearb of heauẽly power is brought,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">Moly is not ſo ſoueraigne for a wounde.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em:">nor hath Nepenthe ſo great wonders wrought.</l>
                        <l>It is Tabacco, whoſe ſweet ſubſtanciall fume,</l>
                        <l>The helliſh torment of the Teeth doth eafe</l>
                        <l>By drawing downe,&amp; drying vp the rume,</l>
                        <l>The mother and the nurf of ech diſeaſe.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">it is Tobacco which doth colde expell,</l>      
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">and cleeres the obſtructions of the arteries,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">and ſurfets threathning death digefteth well,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">decocting all the ſtomacks crudities.</l>
                        <l>It is Tobacco which hath power to clarifie,</l>
                        <l>The clowdie miſtes before dim eies appearing,</l>
                        <l>It is Tobacco which hath power to rarefie, (ring,</l>
                        <l>The thick groſe humor which doth ſtop the hea-</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">The wraſting <persName>Hectick</persName> and the quartaune feuer,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">which doth of <persName>Phiſick</persName> make a mockerie:</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">The gowt it cures,&amp; helps il beaths for euer,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em;">Weather the caufe in Teeth of ſtomacke be.</l>
                        <fw type="catchword">And</fw></lg></div>
                <pb/>
                
                <div type= "epigram"><lg><l>And though ill breaths, were by it but confounded</l>
                    <l>Yet that medicine it doth far excell,</l>
                    <l>Which by <persName>ſir Thomas Moore</persName> hath bin propoũded.</l>
                    <l>For this is thought a gentleman-like ſmell,</l>
                    <l>O that I were one of thieſe mountie bankes,</l>
                    <l>which praiſe their oyles, &amp; pouders which they ſel</l>
                    <l>my cuſtomers would giue me coyne with thankes</l>
                    <l>I for this ware, forſooth a Tale would tell,</l>
                    <l style="text-indent: 1em;">Yet would I vſe none of theſe tea mes before,</l>
                    <l style="text-indent: 1em;">I would but ſay, that it the pox wil cure:</l>
                    <l style="text-indent: 1em;">This were inough, without diſcourſing more,</l>
                    <l style="text-indent: 1em;">All our braue gallants in the towne t’alure,</l></lg></div>
                
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align: center;">In <persName>Craſſum</persName> 37</head>
                    <lg><l><persName>Craſſus</persName> his lies are not pernitious lies,</l>
                        <l>But pleaſant fictions, hurtfull vnto none:</l>
                        <l>But to himſelfe, for no man counts him wiſe,</l>
                        <l>To tell for truth, that which for falſe is knowne.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">he ſweares that <placeName>Caunt</placeName> is threeſcore miles about,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">and that the bridge at <placeName>Paris</placeName> on the <placeName>Seine</placeName>,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">is the of ſuch thicknes, légth amp; breadth, throghout</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">that ſixſcore arches can it ſcarſe ſuſtaine</l>
                        <l>He ſwears he ſaw ſo great a dead mans ſcull,</l>
                        <l>At <placeName>Canterbury</placeName> digde out of the grounde:</l>
                        <fw type="catchword">That</fw></lg>
                    
                    <pb/>
                    
                    <lg><l>That woulde containe of wheat, three buſhels ful</l>
                        <l>And that in <placeName>Kent</placeName>, are twentie yo omen founde,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">Of which the pooreſt euery yeere diſpendes,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">Fiue thouſand pound theſe &amp; v: thouſand moe,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">So oft he hath recited to his friendes,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">that now himſelfe, perſwades himſelfe tis ſo:</l>
                        <l>But why doth <persName>Craſſus</persName> tel his lies ſo rife,</l>
                        <l>Of bridges, Townes, and things that haue no life.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">He is a lawyer, and doth wel eſpie,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">That for ſuch lies an action will not lie.</l></lg></div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head style="text-align: center;">Inphilonem 38</head>
                    <lg><l><persName>Philo</persName> the lawyer and the fortune teller,</l>
                        <l>The ſchoolemaiſter, the midwife &amp; the bawde,</l>
                        <l>The conjurer, the buyer and the ſeller,</l>
                        <l>Of painting which with breathing wil be thawde,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">doth practiſe Phiſicke, &amp; his credite growes,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">as doth the ballade-ſingers auditorie.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">which hath at Téple bar his ſtanding choſe,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">and to the vnlger ſings an ale-houſe ſtorie.</l>
                        <l>Firſt ſtandes a Porter, then an Oyſter wife,</l>
                        <l>Doth ſtint her crie, &amp; ſtay her ſteps to heare him,</l>
                        <l>Then comes a cutpurfe ready with a Knife,</l>
                        <l>and then a cuntrey Client paſſeth neere him,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">There ſtáds the Cunſtable, there ſtáds the whore</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">And harkning to the ſong mark not ech other.</l>
                        <fw type="catchword">There</fw></lg></div>
                <pb/>
                
                <div type="epigram">
                    <lg>
                        <l>There by the Serieant ſtandes the debtor poore,</l>
                        <l>and doth no more miſtrust him then his brother:</l>
                        <l>Thus Orpheus o ſuch hearers giueth Muſique,</l>
                        <l>And Philo to much Patients giueth phiſicke.</l>
                    </lg> 
                </div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head>In Fuſcum 39</head>
                    <lg>
                        <l>Fuſeus is free, and hath the worlde at will,</l>
                        <l>Yet in the course of the l<unclear reason="broken-type" cert="high">if</unclear>e the he doth leade :</l>
                        <l>hees like a horſe which turning rounde a mill,</l>
                        <l>doth alwaies in the ſeife ſame circle treade:</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">Fi<unclear reason="broken-type" cert="medium">r</unclear>ſt he doth <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="medium">r</unclear>ise at x. At eleuen</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">He go<unclear reason="broken type" cert="medium">e</unclear>s to Gilles, where he doth eate til one,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">Then ſees he a play till ſixe, &amp; <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="high">ſ</unclear>ups at ſeauen,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">And after ſupper,ſtraight to bed is gone.</l>
                        <l>and there til <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="high">r</unclear>enne next day he doth reamine,</l>
                        <l>and then he dines, then ſees a commedie:</l>
                        <l>and then he ſuppes and goes to bed againe,</l>
                        <l>Thus round he runs without va<unclear reason="broken-type" cert="medium">l</unclear>etie:</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">Sauetha, ſometimes he comes not to the play,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1.5em">But falls into a whoore house on the way</l>
                    </lg>
                </div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <pb/>
                    <head>In Afrum 40</head>
                    <lg>
                        <l>The ſmell fesſt after, Trauailes to the Busſe</l>
                        <l>Twice euery day the fl<unclear reason="broken-type" cert="high">y</unclear>ing newes to heare,</l>
                        <l>which when he hath no money in his purſe,</l>
                        <l>To <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="high">r</unclear>ichmens Tables he doth often beare:</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">He tels how Gronigen is taken in,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">by the braue conduct of illuſtious Vere:</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">and hoe the ſpainiſh forces Breſt would win.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">but that they do Victorious Norris feare.</l>
                        <l>No ſooner is a ſhip at Sea ſurpriſde,</l>
                        <l>but ſtraight he learnes the newes &amp; doth diſcloſe</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">faire written in a ſcrowle he that the names,<hi style="text-indent:2em">( it</hi>,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">of all the widowes which the plague hath made.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1em">and perſons, Times &amp; places, ſtill he frames,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent:1.5em">To euery Tale, the better to perwade:</l>
                        <l>We cal him Fame, for that the wide-mouth ſlaue,</l>
                        <l>will eate as faſt as he wil vtter lies</l>
                        <l>For Fame is ſaide an hundreth mouthes to haue,</l>
                        <l>And he eates more than woulde fiue ſcore ſuffice.</l>
                        <fw type="catchword">In</fw>   
                    </lg>
                </div> 
                
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head>In paulum 41</head>
                    <lg>
                        <l>By lawful mart, &amp; by vnlawful ſtealth,</l>
                        <l>Paules in ſpite of enuie fortunate</l>
                        <l><unclear reason="broken-type" cert="low">De <gap reason="illegible"/>iues</unclear> out of the Oceans of much wealth,</l>
                        <l>as he may well maintaine a Lordes eſtate.</l>
                        <l style="margin-left: 1em;">But on the lande a little gulfe there is,</l>
                        <l style="margin-left: 1em;">wherein he drowneth all the wealth of his.</l>
                    </lg>
                </div> 
                <div>
                    <head>In Licum 42</head>
                    <lg>
                        <l>Lycus which lately is to <placeName>Venice</placeName> gone,</l>
                        <l>Shall if he do returne, gaine 3 for one:</l>
                        <l>Bucx to one, his knowledg and his wit,</l>
                        <l>vvil not be bettered or increaſde a vvhit.</l>
                    </lg>
                </div>
                <div>
                    <head>In Publium 43</head>
                    <lg>
                        <l>Publius ſtudent at the common lavv,</l>
                        <l>of leaues his bookes, &amp; for his recreation:</l>
                        <l>To <placeName>Paris</placeName> garden doth himſelf Withdravve,</l>
                        <l>Where he is rauiſht vvith ſuch delectation</l>
                        <l>as dovvne amongſt the Beares &amp; dogges he goes,</l>
                        <l>vvere vvhilſt he skipping cries to head, To head.</l>
                        <l>His satten doublet &amp; his <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="low">velue<gap reason="illegible"/></unclear> hoſe,</l> 
                        <l>Are all vvith ſpittle from oboue be-ſpread.</l>
                        <l>D2R</l>
                    </lg>

                </div>
                <pb></pb>
                
                <div type="epigram"> <lg>
                    <l>When he is like a Fathers cuntery hall,</l>
                    <l>ſtinking vvich dogges,&amp; muted al vvith haukes,</l>
                    <l>And rightly too on him this filth doth fall,</l>
                    <l>Which for ſuch filthie ſpots his bookes forſake,</l>
                    <l style="margin-left: 1em;"> Leauning Olde <placeName>Polyden, Dier &amp;, Brooke</placeName> alone,</l>
                    <l style="margin-left: 1em;"> To ſee olde <persName>Harry Hunkes</persName> &amp; Sacaiſon.</l>
                </lg>
                </div>
                <div type="epigram">           
                    <head>In Silliam 44</head>
                    <lg>
                        <l>When I this propofition had defended,</l>
                        <l>A covvarde cannot be an honeſt man,</l>
                        <l>Thou silla ſeemeſt foorthvvith to be offended</l>
                        <l>And noldes the connarie &amp; ivveres he can.</l>
                        <l>But when I tel thee that he will forſake</l>
                        <l>His deareſt friend, in perill of his life, </l>
                        <l>Thou then art changde &amp; farſt thou disſt maſtake,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;"> Yet I thinke oft, &amp; thinke I thinke alright,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: lem;"> Thy argument argues thou wilt not figh</l>
                    </lg>
                </div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head>In Dacum 45</head>
                    <lg>
                        <l>Dacus with ſome good cellour &amp; pretence,</l>
                        <l>Teames his loves beautifilent eloqunce:</l>
                        <l>For the doth lay more collours face,</l>
                        <l>Then euer Tulie vſde big ſpeech to grace</l>
                        <fw type="catchword">In</fw>
                        <pb></pb>
                    </lg>    
                </div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head>In Marcum 46</head>
                    <lg>
                        <l>Why doſt thou Marcus in thy miſerie,</l>
                        <l>Raiſe &amp; blaſpheme, &amp; call the heauens vu-kinde,</l>
                        <l>The heuens draw no kindeneſſe unto thee,</l>
                        <l>Thou haſt the heauens ſo litle in thy minde,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">For in thy life thou neuer vieſt prayer,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">But at plimero, to encounter faire.</l>
                    </lg>
                </div>
                <div type="epigram">
                    <head>Meditations of Gull 47</head>
                    <lg>
                        <l>See yonder melancholie gentleman, </l>
                        <l>Which hoode-winked with his hat, alone doth fit,</l>
                        <l>To inke what he thinkes &amp; tell me if you can, </l>
                        <l>VVhat great affaires troubles his litle wit.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;"> he thinkes not of the war twixt <placeName>France</placeName> &amp; ſpain,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;"> VVhether it be for <orgName>Europs</orgName> good or ill,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;"> Nor whether the Empire can itſelfe maintaine, </l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;"> Againſt the the <orgName>Turkiſh</orgName> power encroching ſtil.</l>
                        <l>Nor what great Towne in all the nether landes,</l>
                        <l>The ſtanes determine to beſiege this ſpring</l>
                        <l>Nor how the <orgName>ſcottiſh</orgName> pollicie now ſtandes,</l>
                        <l>Nor what becomes of ths hiſt mutining.</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;">But he doth feriouflie bethinke him whether</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;"> Of the guld people he be more eſteemde,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;"> For his long cloake, or his great blacke feather,</l>
                        <l style="text-indent: 1em;" > By which each gull is now a gallant deemde.</l>
                        <fw type="catchword">3</fw>

                        
                        
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                        <div type="epigram"> <lg>
                            <l>Or of a Iourney he deliberates,</l>
                            <l>To pans garden cocke-pit or the play:</l>
                            <l>Or how to ſteale a dogge he medicates,</l>
                            <l>Or what he he ſhall vnto his miſt is ſay :</l>
                            <l>Yet with theſe thoughts he thinks himſelfe moſt </l>
                            <l>To be of Counſell with a King for wit. </l>
                        </lg> 
                        </div>
                        
                        <div type="epigram">
                            <head>Ad Muſam 48.</head>
                            <lg>
                                <l>Peace idle muſe,, haue done, for it is time,</l>
                                <l>Since Lowſie <persName>Ponticus</persName> enfues my fame,</l>
                                <l>And ſweares the better ſort are much to blame</l>
                                <l>To make me ſo wel knowne for ill rime</l>
                                <l>Yet Bankes his horſe is better known then he,</l>
                            </lg>
                            <lg>
                                <l style="text-indent: 1em;">ſo are the Cammels &amp;the weſternehog, </l>
                                <l style="text-indent: 1em;" >And ſo is <persName>Lepidus</persName> hie printed dogge. </l>
                                <l style="text-indent: 1em;">why doth not <persName>Ponticus</persName> thier fames enuie . </l>
                                <l>Beſides this muſe of mine,&amp;the black fether.</l>
                                <l>Grew both together freſh in eſtimation,</l>
                                <l>And both growne ſtale, were caſt away togither:</l>
                                <l>What fame is this that ſearſe laſts out of faſhion.</l>
                                <l style="text-indent: 1em;">Onely this laſt in credit doth remaine, </l>
                                <l style="text-indent: 1em;">That frõ henceforth, ech baſtard caſtforth rime </l>
                                <l style="text-indent: 1em;">Which doth but fauour of a libel vaine.</l>
                                <l style="text-indent: 1em;">Shal call me father, and be thought my crime,</l>
                                <l style="text-indent: 1em;">So dull &amp; with ſo litle fence endude,</l>
                                <l style="text-indent: 1em;">Is my groſe headed iudge the multitude. </l>
                                <fw type="catchword">FINNIS. I,D.</fw>
                            </lg>
                            <pb/>
                            
                            <div type="epigram">
                                <head>IGNOTO.</head>
                                <lg>
                                    <l>I loue thee not for ſacred chaſtsie,</l>
                                    <l>Who loues for that nor for thy ſprightly wit:</l>
                                    <l>I loue thee not for thy ſweete modeſtie, </l>
                                    <l>Which makes thee in perfections throane to ſit. </l>
                                </lg>
                                <lg>
                                    
                                    <l>I loue thee not for thy inchaunting eye, </l>
                                    <l>Thy beautie rauiſhing perfection:</l>
                                    <l>I loue thee nor for vncaſt luxurie,</l>
                                    <l>Nor for thy bodies faire proportion.</l>
                                </lg> 
                                <lg>
                                    <l>I loue thee not for that my ſoule doth daunce,</l>
                                    <l>And leap with peaſure when thoſe lips of thine:</l>
                                    <l>Giue Muſicall and gracefull vtterance,</l>
                                    <l>To ſome (by thee made happie) poets line. </l>
                                </lg>
                                <lg>
                                    <l>I loue thee not for voice or ſlender ſmall,</l>
                                    <l>But wilt thou know wherefore faire ſweet for all.</l>
                                </lg>  
                                <lg>
                                    <l>Faith(wench) I cannot court thy ſprightly eyes,</l>
                                    <l>Wich the baſe Viall places betweene my Thighes</l>
                                    <l>I cannot liſpe, not to ſome Fiddle ſing, </l>
                                    <l>Nor run vpon a high ſtrecht Minikin.</l>
                                </lg> 
                                <lg>  
                                    <l>I cannot whine in puling Elegies,</l>
                                    <l>Intombing Cupid with ſad obſsquies.</l>
                                </lg>                                                                                       
                                
                                
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                <lg>
                    <l>I am not faſhioned for theſe amorous times,</l>
                    <l>To <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="low">cou<gap reason="illegible"/>t</unclear> they beutie with <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="low">la<gap reason="illegible"/>ciuious</unclear> rimes.</l>
                    <l>I cannot dally, caper, daunce and ſing,</l>
                    <l><unclear reason="broken-type" cert="low">O<gap reason="illegible"/>ling</unclear> my ſaint with ſupple ſonneting.</l>
                    <l>I cannot croſſe my armes, or ſigh ay me,</l>
                    <l>Ayme Forlorne egregious Fopperie.</l>
                    <l>I cannot <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="low"><gap reason="illegible"/>bu<gap reason="illegible"/>e</unclear> thy fill, play with thy hayre,</l>
                    <l>Swearing by loue, Thou art moſt debonaire.</l>
                    <l style="margin-left: 1em;">not I by Cock, but ſhall tel rhee roundly
                        ſoũdly</l>
                    <l style="margin-left: 1em;">harke in thine eare, zounds I can (         ) thee.</l>
                </lg>
                <lg>
                    <l>Sweet wench I loue thee, yet I will not ſue,</l>
                    <l>Of ſhue my loue asmuskie <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="low">Cou<gap reason="illegible"/>tiers</unclear> doe,</l>
                    <l>he not carouie health to honor thee,</l>
                    <l>In this <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="low">ſame ebez<gap reason="illegible"/>ing</unclear> drunken curtefie.</l>
                    <l>and when als quaſde, eate vp my bowſing glaſſe.</l>
                    <l>In glory <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="medium">tha<gap reason="illegible"/></unclear> I <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="low">an<gap reason="illegible"/></unclear> thy feruile aſſe.</l>
                    <l>nor will I weare a rotten burbon locke.</l>
                    <l>as ſome ſworne peſant to a female ſarock.</l>
                    <l>welſeacrrde laſte, Thou knoweſt I loue the deere</l>
                    <l>Yet for thy ſake I will not bore mine eare</l>
                    <l>To hang thy <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="low">dur<gap reason="illegible"/>ie</unclear> ſilken ſhootires there.</l>
                    <l>nor for thy loue will I once gnaſh a brick,</l>
                    <l><unclear reason="broken-type" cert="medium">O<gap reason="illegible"/></unclear> ſome pied <unclear reason="broken-type" cert="medium">collou<gap reason="illegible"/>sin</unclear> by bonnet ſtiche.</l>
                    <l style="margin-left: 1em;">but by the chaps of hell to do thee good,</l>
                    <l style="margin-left: 1em;">He freely ſpend my Thriſe decocted bloud.</l>
                    <l>FINIS.</l>
                    <l>D4V	</l>
                </lg>
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  1. Epigrammata prima. Ad Musam, …
  2. Epigrammata prima.
  3. FLie merry Muſe vnto that merry t…
  4. Fallin betwene their hands, that …
  5. But if thou finde any ſo groſe an…
  6. Of a Gull.
  7. OFt in my laughing rimes, I name …
  8. A gull is he, who feares a veluet…
  9. A gull is he, which while he pro…
  10. A gull is he which weares good ha…
  11. In Fauſtus 7
  12. In Katum 1
  13. In Librum 9
  14. In Medonem 10
  15. In Gellam 10
  16. In Quintum 12
  17. In Seuerum 13
  18. epigram #10
  19. epigram #11
  20. epigram #12
  21. epigram #13
  22. epigram #14
  23. In Flaccum 18
  24. In Cineam 19
  25. In Gerontem 20
  26. epigram #18
  27. In Marcum 21
  28. In Ciprium 22
  29. In Cineam 23
  30. In Gallum 24
  31. fragment #1
  32. epigram
  33. fragment #2
  34. In Decium 25
  35. fragment #3
  36. In Gellam 26
  37. fragment #4
  38. epigram
  39. In Sillam 27
  40. In Sillam 28
  41. epigram #25
  42. In Haywodum 29
  43. In Dacum 30
  44. Amongſt the Poets Dacus numbred i…
  45. An other Bankes pronounced long a…
  46. In Priſcum 31
  47. In Brunum 32
  48. In Francum 33
  49. In Caſtorem 34
  50. In Septimum 35
  51. Of Tobacco 36
  52. epigram #34
  53. In Craſſum 37
  54. Craſſus his lies are not pernitio…
  55. That woulde containe of wheat, th…
  56. Inphilonem 38
  57. epigram #37
  58. In Fuſcum 39
  59. In Afrum 40
  60. In paulum 41
  61. In Licum 42
  62. In Publium 43
  63. epigram #41
  64. In Silliam 44
  65. In Dacum 45
  66. In Marcum 46
  67. Meditations of Gull 47
  68. Or of a Iourney he deliberates…
  69. epigram #1
  70. Ad Muſam 48.
  71. Peace idle muſe,, haue done, for …
  72. ſo are the Cammels &the weſterneh…
  73. IGNOTO.
  74. I loue thee not for ſacred chaſts…
  75. I loue thee not for thy inchaunti…
  76. I loue thee not for that my ſoule…
  77. I loue thee not for voice or ſlen…
  78. Faith(wench) I cannot court thy ſ…
  79. I cannot whine in puling Elegies,
  80. I am not faſhioned for theſe amo…
  81. I am not faſhioned for theſe amor…
  82. Sweet wench I loue thee, yet I wi…
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Epigrammata prima. Ad Musam, FLie merry Muſe vnto that merry towne, Where thou mayſt playes, reuels, and triumphes, The houſe of fame, &Theatre of renowne, (ſee W here all good wits & ſpirits loue to be. Fallin betwene their hands, that loue & praiſe thee and be to them a laughter and a ieſt : but as for them which ſcorning ſhall approue thee, Diſdayne their wits, and thinke thyne owne the beſt. But if thou finde any ſo groſe and dull, That thinke I do to priuat Taxing leane: Bid him go hang, for he is but a gull, And knowes not what an Epigramme does meane. Which Taxeth vnder a particular name, 5 A generall vice which merits publique blame. Of A3v ​,
Of a Gull. OFt in my laughing rimes, I name a gull, But this new terme will many queſtions breede Therefore at firſt I will expreſſe at full, Who is a true and perfect gull indeede. A gull is he, who feares a veluet gowne, and when a wench is braue, dares not ſpeake to her: A gull is he which trauerſeth the towne, and is for marriage knowne a common wooer. A gull is he, which while he prowdlie weares, a ſiluer hilted Rapier by his ſide: Indures the lyes, and knockes about the eares, Whiſt in his ſheath, his ſleeping ſword doth bide. A gull is he which weares good hanſome cloathes, And ſtandes in preſence ſtroaking vp his hayre: and filles vp his vnperfect ſpeech with othes. but ſpeakesnot one wiſe word throughout the yeere But to define a gull in termes preciſe, 5 A gull is he which ſemes, and is not wiſe. In A3v ,
In Fauſtus 7 Fauſtus not lord, nor knight, nor wiſs, nor olde, To euery place about the towne doth ride, He rides into the fields, Playes to beholde, He rides to Powles, he rides to th’ordinarie, He rides vnto the houſe of bawderie too. 5 Thither his horſse ſo often doth him carry, That ſhortlie he wil quite forget to go.
In Katum 1 Kate being pleaſde, wiſht that her pleaſure coulde, Indure as long as a Unclear Unclear buſfe ierkin would. Content thee Kate, although thy pleaſure waſteth, Thy pleaſures place like a buffe ierkin laſteth: For no buffe ierkin hath bin oftner worne, 5 Nor hath more ſcrapings or more dresſingsborn.
In Librum 9 Liber doth vaunt how chaſtely he hath liude, Since he hath bin in towne 7 yeeres and more, For that he fweares he hath foure onely fwiude, A maide, a wife, a widow and a whoore: Then Liber thou haſt Unclear Unclear ſwiude all women kinde, 5 For a fift fort I know thou canſt not finde.
In B1R
In Medonem 10 Great Captaine Medon weares a chaine of golde, Which at fiue hundred crownes is valued; For that it was his Unclear Unclear graundGres chainƏ of olde, When great king Henry Bulleigne conquered. and weare it Medon, for it may enlue, 5 that thou by vertue of his Unclear Unclear Maſſie ehaine, a ſtronger towne than Bulloigne maiſt ſubdue, Yf wilemens ſawes be not reputed vaine, For what ſaide Phillip king of Macedon? There is no Caſtle ſo wel fortified, 10 But if an Aſſ laden with gold comes on, The guarde wil ſtoope, and gates flie open wide.
In Gellam 10 Gella, if thou doft loue thy ſelfe, take heede, left thou my rimes, vnto thy louer reade, For ſtraight thou grinſt,&then thy louer reeth, Thy canker-eaten gums, and rotten teeth.
In Quintum 12 Quintushis wit infuſed into his braine, Miſlikes the place, and fled into his feete, and the e it wanders vp and down the ſtreetes, Dabled in the durt, and ſoaked in the raine. Doubtleſſe his wit inrendes not to aſpire, 5 Which leaues his head to trauell in the mire.
In B1V
In Seuerum 13 The puritane Seuerus oft doth reade, this text that doth pronounce vaine ſpeech a ſinne, That thing defiles a man that doth proceede From out the mouth, not that which enters in. Hence is it, that we ſeldome heare him ſweare, 5 and thereof like a Phariſie he vaunts, but he deuoures more Capons in a yeare, Then would ſuffice a hundieth proteſtants. And ſooth thoſe ſectaries are gluttons all, Aſwell the threed-bare Cobler as the knight, 10 For thoſe poore ſlaues which haue not wherewithal Feede on the rich, til they deuoure them quite. And ſo like Pharoes kine, they eate vp cleane, Thoſe that be fat, yet ſtill themſelues be leane.
In Leucam 14 Leuca in preſence once a fart did let, Some langht a little, ſhe forſooke the place: and madde with ſhame, did eke her gloue forget, which ſhe returned to fetch with baſhfull grace: And when ſhe would haue ſaid, my gloue 5 My fart (gd ſhe) which did more laughter moue.
In Macrum 15 Thou canſt not ſpeake yet Macer, for to ſpeake, is to diſtinguiſh ſoundes ſignificant, Thou with harſh noyſe the ayre doſt rudely breake, But what thou vttereſt common ſence dnth want: Halfe Engliſh wordes, with fuſtian tearms among 5 Much like the burthen of a Northerne ſong.
In Fauſtum 16 That youth ſaith Fauſtus, hath a Lyon ſeene, Who from a Dycing houſe comes monieleſſe, but when he loſt his hayre, where had he beene, doubt me had ſeene a Lyoneſſe.
In Coſmum17 Coſmus hath more diſcourſing in his head, then loue, when Pallas iſſued from his braine, and ſtill he ſtriues to be deliuered, Of all his thoughtes at once, but al in vaine. For as we ſee at all the play houſe dores, 5 when ended is the play. the daunce, and fong: thouſand townſmən, gentlemen, & whores
Porrers & ſeruing-men togither throng, ſo thoughts of drinking, thriuing, wenching, war And borrowing money, raging in his minde, To įſſue all at once ſo forwarde are, As none at all can perfect pađage finde. 5
In Flaccum 18 Thefalſe knaue Flaccus once a bribe I gaue, The more foole I to bribe ſo falſ a knaue, But he gaue back my bribe, the more foole he, That for my follie, did not couſen me.
In Cineam 19 Thou dogged Cineas hated like a dogge, Forfill thou grumbleſt like a Maftie dogger Comparſt thy ſelfe to nothing but a dogge, Thou faiſt thou art as weary as a dogge. As angry, fick,& hungry as a dogge, 5 As dull and melancholy as a dogge: As lazie, ſleepie,& as idle as dogge. But why doſt thou compare thee to a dogge In that, for which all men deſpiſe a dogge, I will compare thee better to a dogge. 10 Thou Thou art as faire and comely as a dogge, Thou art as true and honeſt as a dogge, Thou art as kinde and liberallas a dogge, Thou art as wi e and valiant as a dogge But Cineas, I haue ofe heard thee tell, 15 Thou art as like thy father as may be, Tis like inough, and faith like ie well, But I am glad thou art not like to me.
In Gerontem 20 Geronmouldie memorie corrects, Old Holinſhedour famous chronicler, With morrall rules, and police collects, Out of all actions done theife foureſcore yeere accounts the time of euery olde euent, 5 notfroChriſtsbirth, nor from the Princeslaigne, But from fame other famous accident, Which in mens generallnotiſe doth remaine. The ſiege of Bulloigne, and the plaguie ſweat, The going to faint Quintines and new hauen. 10 The riſing in the North, The froſt ſo great. That cart-wheele prints on Thamesface were ſeene, The fall of money, & burning ofPaulesſteeple, The blaſing ſtarre and Spaniardesouerthrow: By thieſe euents, notorious to the people, 15 He meaſures times, & things forepaſt dosh ſhew.
But moſt of all, he chieſſie reckonsby. A priuat chaunce, the death of his curſt wife: This is to him the deareſt memorie, And th’happieſt accident of all his life.
In Marcum 21 When Marcus comes frō Mins, he ſtil doth ſweare By, come a feauen, that all is loſt and gone, But thats not true, for he hath loſt his hayre Onely for that, he came too much at one.
In Ciprium 22 The fine youth Ciprius is more tierſe and neate, Then the new garden of the olde Temple is, And ſtil the neweſt faſhion he doth get, And with the time doth chaung from that to this, He weares a hat now of the flat crown-block, 5 The treble ruffes, long cloake, & doublet french: He takes Tobacco, and doth weare a locke, And waſtes more time in dreſſing then a Wench. Yet this new-fangled youth, made for theſe times, Doth aboue all praiſe olde Gaſcoines times. 10
In Cineam 23 Whē Cineas comes amōgvt his friends in morning He ſliely lookes who firſt his cap doth moue: Him he ſalutes, the reſt ſo glimly ſcorning, As if for euer they had loſt his loue. I knowing how it doth the humour fit, 5 Of this fond gull to be ſaluted firſt: catch at my cap, but moue it not a whit: Which perceiuing he ſeemes ſo ſpite to burſt. But cineas, why expect you more of me, Then I of you’ I am as good a man, 10 And better too by many a quallitie For vault, and daunce, & fence & rime I can, You keep a whore at your own charg men tel me Indeede friend (cineas) therein you excell me.
In Gallum 24 Gallus hath bin this Sommer time in Frieſland, And now returned he ſpeakes ſuch warlike words As if I coulde their Engliſh vnderſtand, I feare me they would cut my Throat like ſwordes He talks of counterſcarfes and caſornates, 5 Of parapets, of curteneys and Pallizadojs, Of flankers, Rauelings, gabions he prates, And of falſe brayes, & fallies & ſcaladoſe:
But to require ſuch gulling termes as theſe, With wordes of my profeſſion I replie: I tel of foorching, vouchers, and counterpleas, Of Wichernams, effoynes, and champartie. ſo neyther of vs vnderſtanding eyther, 5 We part as wife as when we came together.
In Decium 25 Audacious Painters haue nine worthies made, But Poet Decius more audacious farre, Making his miſtres march with men of warre, With title of tenth worth lie doth her lade, Me thinkes that gul did vſe his termes as fit, 5 which termde his loue a Giant for hir wit.
In Gellam 26 If gellas beautie be examined ſhe hath a dull dead eye, a ſaddle noſe, An ill ſhape face, with morpheu ouerſpread, and rotten Teeth with ſhe in laughing ſhowes. Brieflie ſhe is the filthyeſt wench in Towne, 5 of all that do the art of whooring vfe: But when ſhe hath put on her ſattin gowne, Her out lawne apron, & her veluevt ſhooes.
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Her greene ſilk ſtockings, and her peticoate, Of Taffacie, with golden frindge arounde: And is withall perfumed with ciuet hot, which doth her valiant ſtinking breath confounde Yet ſhe with theſe addicions is no more, 5 Then a ſweete, filthe, fine ill fauored whoore.
In Sillam 27 Silla is often challenged to the fielde, To answere like a gendeman his foes, But when doth he his only anſwere yeelde, That he hath liuings & faire landes to loſe. Silla, if none but beggars valiant were, 5 The king of ſpaine woulde put vs all in feare.
In Sillam 28 Who dares affirme that Silla dare not fight? When I dare ſweare he dares aduenture more, Then the moſt braue, moſt all daring wight: That euer armes with reſollucion bore. He that dare touch the moſt vnholſome whoore, 5 That euer was retired into the ſpittle: and dares caourt wenches ſtanding at a dore, The porcion of his wit being paſſing litle.
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He that dares giue his deereſt friendes offeueces, which other valiant fooles do feare to do: and when afeuer doth confounde his fences, dare eate raw biefe, & drinke ſtrong wine thereto. He that dares take Tobacco on the ſtage, 5 dares man a whore at noon-day thogh the ſtreet dares daunce in Powle, & in this formal age, dares ſay & do what eiter is vnmeete. Whom feare of ſhame coulde neur yet affright, Who dares affirme that Silla dares not fight? 10
In Haywodum 29 Haywood which in Epigrams did excell, Is now put down fince my light muſe aroſe: As buckets are put downe into a well, Or as a ſchoole-boy putteth downe his hoſe
In Dacum 30 Amongſt the Poets Dacus numbred is, Yet could he neuer make an engliſh rime, but ſome proſe ſpeeches I haue hearde of his, which haue bin ſpoken man a dundreth time. The man that keepes the Eliphant hath one,  5 wherein he tels the wonders of the beaſt An An other Bankes pronounced long agos, when he his curtalls qualities expreſt: He ſult taught him that keepes the moments, At Weſtminſter his formall tale to ſay, And alſo him with Puppets repreſents, 5 and alſo him which with the Ape doth play Though all his poetrre be like to this, Amongst the Poets numbred is.
In Priſcum 31 VVhhen Priſcus raiſde from low to high eſtate. Rode through the ſtreete in pompous iollitie, Caius his poore famillier friende of late, be-ſpake him thus, Sir now you know not me: Tis likely friende (quoth Priſcus) to be ſo, 5 For at this time my felfe I do not know.
In Brunum 32 Brunus which thinkes him ſelfe a faire ſweet youth is Thirtie nine yeeres of age at leaſt: Yet was he neuer to confeſſe the truth, but a dry ſtarueling when he was at beſt. T is gull was ſick of ſhew his night cap fine, 5 and his wrought Pillow onerſpred with lawne: but hath bin well fince his griefes cauſe hath line, At Trollups by ſaint Clements church in pawne.
In Francum 33 When Francus comes to ſollace with his whoore He ſends for rods and ſtrips himſelſe ſtark naked: For his luſt ſleeps, and will not riſe before, by whipping of the wench it be awaked. I ennui him not, but wiſh he had the powre, 5 To make me ſelfe his wench but one halfe houre
In Caſtorem 34 Ofſpeaking well, why do we learne the skill, Hoping thereby honor and wealth to gaine. Sith rayling Caſtor doth by ſpeaking ill, Oppinion of much wit, and golde obtaine.
In Septimum 35 Septimus liues, and is like Garlicke feene, for though his head be white, his blade is greene. This olde mad coult deſerues a Martires praiſe, For he was burned in Queen Maries dayes.
Of Tobacco 36 Homer of Moly, and Nepenthe fings, Moly the Gods moſt ſoueraigne hearbe diuine. Nepenthe Hekens drinke with gladnes brings, harts griefe expells, & doth the wits refine. but this our age an other worlde hath founde, 5 frõ whéce an hearb of heauẽly power is brought, Moly is not ſo ſoueraigne for a wounde. nor hath Nepenthe ſo great wonders wrought. It is Tabacco, whoſe ſweet ſubſtanciall fume, The helliſh torment of the Teeth doth eafe 10 By drawing downe,& drying vp the rume, The mother and the nurf of ech diſeaſe. it is Tobacco which doth colde expell, and cleeres the obſtructions of the arteries, and ſurfets threathning death digefteth well, 15 decocting all the ſtomacks crudities. It is Tobacco which hath power to clarifie, The clowdie miſtes before dim eies appearing, It is Tobacco which hath power to rarefie, (ring, The thick groſe humor which doth ſtop the hea- 20 The wraſting Hectick and the quartaune feuer, which doth of Phiſick make a mockerie: The gowt it cures,& helps il beaths for euer, Weather the caufe in Teeth of ſtomacke be. And
And though ill breaths, were by it but confounded Yet that medicine it doth far excell, Which by ſir Thomas Moore hath bin propoũded. For this is thought a gentleman-like ſmell, O that I were one of thieſe mountie bankes, 5 which praiſe their oyles, & pouders which they ſel my cuſtomers would giue me coyne with thankes I for this ware, forſooth a Tale would tell, Yet would I vſe none of theſe tea mes before, I would but ſay, that it the pox wil cure: 10 This were inough, without diſcourſing more, All our braue gallants in the towne t’alure,
In Craſſum 37 Craſſus his lies are not pernitious lies, But pleaſant fictions, hurtfull vnto none: But to himſelfe, for no man counts him wiſe, To tell for truth, that which for falſe is knowne. he ſweares that Caunt is threeſcore miles about, 5 and that the bridge at Paris on the Seine, is the of ſuch thicknes, légth amp; breadth, throghout that ſixſcore arches can it ſcarſe ſuſtaine He ſwears he ſaw ſo great a dead mans ſcull, At Canterbury digde out of the grounde: 10 That That woulde containe of wheat, three buſhels ful And that in Kent, are twentie yo omen founde, Of which the pooreſt euery yeere diſpendes, Fiue thouſand pound theſe & v: thouſand moe, So oft he hath recited to his friendes, 5 that now himſelfe, perſwades himſelfe tis ſo: But why doth Craſſus tel his lies ſo rife, Of bridges, Townes, and things that haue no life. He is a lawyer, and doth wel eſpie, That for ſuch lies an action will not lie. 10
Inphilonem 38 Philo the lawyer and the fortune teller, The ſchoolemaiſter, the midwife & the bawde, The conjurer, the buyer and the ſeller, Of painting which with breathing wil be thawde, doth practiſe Phiſicke, & his credite growes, 5 as doth the ballade-ſingers auditorie. which hath at Téple bar his ſtanding choſe, and to the vnlger ſings an ale-houſe ſtorie. Firſt ſtandes a Porter, then an Oyſter wife, Doth ſtint her crie, & ſtay her ſteps to heare him, 10 Then comes a cutpurfe ready with a Knife, and then a cuntrey Client paſſeth neere him, There ſtáds the Cunſtable, there ſtáds the whore And harkning to the ſong mark not ech other. There
There by the Serieant ſtandes the debtor poore, and doth no more miſtrust him then his brother: Thus Orpheus o ſuch hearers giueth Muſique, And Philo to much Patients giueth phiſicke.
In Fuſcum 39 Fuſeus is free, and hath the worlde at will, Yet in the course of the life the he doth leade : hees like a horſe which turning rounde a mill, doth alwaies in the ſeife ſame circle treade: Firſt he doth rise at x. At eleuen 5 He goes to Gilles, where he doth eate til one, Then ſees he a play till ſixe, & ſups at ſeauen, And after ſupper,ſtraight to bed is gone. and there til renne next day he doth reamine, and then he dines, then ſees a commedie: 10 and then he ſuppes and goes to bed againe, Thus round he runs without valetie: Sauetha, ſometimes he comes not to the play, But falls into a whoore house on the way
In Afrum 40 The ſmell fesſt after, Trauailes to the Busſe Twice euery day the flying newes to heare, which when he hath no money in his purſe, To richmens Tables he doth often beare: He tels how Gronigen is taken in, 5 by the braue conduct of illuſtious Vere: and hoe the ſpainiſh forces Breſt would win. but that they do Victorious Norris feare. No ſooner is a ſhip at Sea ſurpriſde, but ſtraight he learnes the newes & doth diſcloſe 10 faire written in a ſcrowle he that the names,( it, of all the widowes which the plague hath made. and perſons, Times & places, ſtill he frames, To euery Tale, the better to perwade: We cal him Fame, for that the wide-mouth ſlaue, 15 will eate as faſt as he wil vtter lies For Fame is ſaide an hundreth mouthes to haue, And he eates more than woulde fiue ſcore ſuffice. In
In paulum 41 By lawful mart, & by vnlawful ſtealth, Paules in ſpite of enuie fortunate De iues out of the Oceans of much wealth, as he may well maintaine a Lordes eſtate. But on the lande a little gulfe there is, 5 wherein he drowneth all the wealth of his.
In Licum 42 Lycus which lately is to Venice gone, Shall if he do returne, gaine 3 for one: Bucx to one, his knowledg and his wit, vvil not be bettered or increaſde a vvhit.
In Publium 43 Publius ſtudent at the common lavv, of leaues his bookes, & for his recreation: To Paris garden doth himſelf Withdravve, Where he is rauiſht vvith ſuch delectation as dovvne amongſt the Beares & dogges he goes, 5 vvere vvhilſt he skipping cries to head, To head. His satten doublet & his velue hoſe, Are all vvith ſpittle from oboue be-ſpread. D2R
When he is like a Fathers cuntery hall, ſtinking vvich dogges,& muted al vvith haukes, And rightly too on him this filth doth fall, Which for ſuch filthie ſpots his bookes forſake, Leauning Olde Polyden, Dier &, Brooke alone, 5 To ſee olde Harry Hunkes & Sacaiſon.
In Silliam 44 When I this propofition had defended, A covvarde cannot be an honeſt man, Thou silla ſeemeſt foorthvvith to be offended And noldes the connarie & ivveres he can. But when I tel thee that he will forſake 5 His deareſt friend, in perill of his life, Thou then art changde & farſt thou disſt maſtake, Yet I thinke oft, & thinke I thinke alright, Thy argument argues thou wilt not figh
In Dacum 45 Dacus with ſome good cellour & pretence, Teames his loves beautifilent eloqunce: For the doth lay more collours face, Then euer Tulie vſde big ſpeech to grace In
In Marcum 46 Why doſt thou Marcus in thy miſerie, Raiſe & blaſpheme, & call the heauens vu-kinde, The heuens draw no kindeneſſe unto thee, Thou haſt the heauens ſo litle in thy minde, For in thy life thou neuer vieſt prayer, 5 But at plimero, to encounter faire.
Meditations of Gull 47 See yonder melancholie gentleman, Which hoode-winked with his hat, alone doth fit, To inke what he thinkes & tell me if you can, VVhat great affaires troubles his litle wit. he thinkes not of the war twixt France & ſpain, 5 VVhether it be for Europs good or ill, Nor whether the Empire can itſelfe maintaine, Againſt the the Turkiſh power encroching ſtil. Nor what great Towne in all the nether landes, The ſtanes determine to beſiege this ſpring 10 Nor how the ſcottiſh pollicie now ſtandes, Nor what becomes of ths hiſt mutining. But he doth feriouflie bethinke him whether Of the guld people he be more eſteemde, For his long cloake, or his great blacke feather, 15 By which each gull is now a gallant deemde. 3
Or of a Iourney he deliberates, To pans garden cocke-pit or the play: Or how to ſteale a dogge he medicates, Or what he he ſhall vnto his miſt is ſay : Yet with theſe thoughts he thinks himſelfe moſt  5 To be of Counſell with a King for wit.
Ad Muſam 48. Peace idle muſe,, haue done, for it is time, Since Lowſie Ponticus enfues my fame, And ſweares the better ſort are much to blame To make me ſo wel knowne for ill rime Yet Bankes his horſe is better known then he, 5 ſo are the Cammels &the weſternehog, And ſo is Lepidus hie printed dogge. why doth not Ponticus thier fames enuie . Beſides this muſe of mine,&the black fether. Grew both together freſh in eſtimation, 5 And both growne ſtale, were caſt away togither: What fame is this that ſearſe laſts out of faſhion. Onely this laſt in credit doth remaine, That frõ henceforth, ech baſtard caſtforth rime Which doth but fauour of a libel vaine. 10 Shal call me father, and be thought my crime, So dull & with ſo litle fence endude, Is my groſe headed iudge the multitude. FINNIS. I,D.
IGNOTO. I loue thee not for ſacred chaſtsie, Who loues for that nor for thy ſprightly wit: I loue thee not for thy ſweete modeſtie, Which makes thee in perfections throane to ſit. I loue thee not for thy inchaunting eye, Thy beautie rauiſhing perfection: I loue thee nor for vncaſt luxurie, Nor for thy bodies faire proportion. I loue thee not for that my ſoule doth daunce, And leap with peaſure when thoſe lips of thine: Giue Muſicall and gracefull vtterance, To ſome (by thee made happie) poets line. I loue thee not for voice or ſlender ſmall, But wilt thou know wherefore faire ſweet for all. Faith(wench) I cannot court thy ſprightly eyes, Wich the baſe Viall places betweene my Thighes I cannot liſpe, not to ſome Fiddle ſing, Nor run vpon a high ſtrecht Minikin. I cannot whine in puling Elegies, Intombing Cupid with ſad obſsquies.
I am not faſhioned for theſe amorous times, To cout they beutie with laciuious rimes. I cannot dally, caper, daunce and ſing, Oling my ſaint with ſupple ſonneting. I cannot croſſe my armes, or ſigh ay me, 5 Ayme Forlorne egregious Fopperie. I cannot bue thy fill, play with thy hayre, Swearing by loue, Thou art moſt debonaire. not I by Cock, but ſhall tel rhee roundly ſoũdly harke in thine eare, zounds I can ( ) thee. 10 Sweet wench I loue thee, yet I will not ſue, Of ſhue my loue asmuskie Coutiers doe, he not carouie health to honor thee, In this ſame ebezing drunken curtefie. and when als quaſde, eate vp my bowſing glaſſe. 5 In glory tha I an thy feruile aſſe. nor will I weare a rotten burbon locke. as ſome ſworne peſant to a female ſarock. welſeacrrde laſte, Thou knoweſt I loue the deere Yet for thy ſake I will not bore mine eare 10 To hang thy durie ſilken ſhootires there. nor for thy loue will I once gnaſh a brick, O ſome pied collousin by bonnet ſtiche. but by the chaps of hell to do thee good, He freely ſpend my Thriſe decocted bloud. 15 FINIS. D4V

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Epigrammata prima. Ad Musam, FLie merry Muſe vnto that merry towne, Where thou mayſt playes, reuels, and triumphes, The houſe of fame, &Theatre of renowne, (ſee W here all good wits & ſpirits loue to be. Fallin betwene their hands, that loue & praiſe thee and be to them a laughter and a ieſt : but as for them which ſcorning ſhall approue thee, Diſdayne their wits, and thinke thyne owne the beſt. But if thou finde any ſo groſe and dull, That thinke I do to priuat Taxing leane: Bid him go hang, for he is but a gull, And knowes not what an Epigramme does meane. Which Taxeth vnder a particular name, A generall vice which merits publique blame. Of A3v ​,
Of a Gull. OFt in my laughing rimes, I name a gull, But this new terme will many queſtions breede Therefore at firſt I will expreſſe at full, Who is a true and perfect gull indeede. A gull is he, who feares a veluet gowne, and when a wench is braue, dares not ſpeake to her: A gull is he which trauerſeth the towne, and is for marriage knowne a common wooer. A gull is he, which while he prowdlie weares, a ſiluer hilted Rapier by his ſide: Indures the lyes, and knockes about the eares, Whiſt in his ſheath, his ſleeping ſword doth bide. A gull is he which weares good hanſome cloathes, And ſtandes in preſence ſtroaking vp his hayre: and filles vp his vnperfect ſpeech with othes. but ſpeakesnot one wiſe word throughout the yeere But to define a gull in termes preciſe, A gull is he which ſemes, and is not wiſe. In A3v ,
In Fauſtus 7 Fauſtus not lord, nor knight, nor wiſs, nor olde, To euery place about the towne doth ride, He rides into the fields, Playes to beholde, He rides to Powles, he rides to th’ordinarie, He rides vnto the houſe of bawderie too. Thither his horſse ſo often doth him carry, That ſhortlie he wil quite forget to go.
In Katum 1 Kate being pleaſde, wiſht that her pleaſure coulde, Indure as long as a Unclear Unclear buſfe ierkin would. Content thee Kate, although thy pleaſure waſteth, Thy pleaſures place like a buffe ierkin laſteth: For no buffe ierkin hath bin oftner worne, Nor hath more ſcrapings or more dresſingsborn.
In Librum 9 Liber doth vaunt how chaſtely he hath liude, Since he hath bin in towne 7 yeeres and more, For that he fweares he hath foure onely fwiude, A maide, a wife, a widow and a whoore: Then Liber thou haſt Unclear Unclear ſwiude all women kinde, For a fift fort I know thou canſt not finde.
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In Medonem 10 Great Captaine Medon weares a chaine of golde, Which at fiue hundred crownes is valued; For that it was his Unclear Unclear graundGres chainƏ of olde, When great king Henry Bulleigne conquered. and weare it Medon, for it may enlue, that thou by vertue of his Unclear Unclear Maſſie ehaine, a ſtronger towne than Bulloigne maiſt ſubdue, Yf wilemens ſawes be not reputed vaine, For what ſaide Phillip king of Macedon? There is no Caſtle ſo wel fortified, But if an Aſſ laden with gold comes on, The guarde wil ſtoope, and gates flie open wide.
In Gellam 10 Gella, if thou doft loue thy ſelfe, take heede, left thou my rimes, vnto thy louer reade, For ſtraight thou grinſt,&then thy louer reeth, Thy canker-eaten gums, and rotten teeth.
In Quintum 12 Quintushis wit infuſed into his braine, Miſlikes the place, and fled into his feete, and the e it wanders vp and down the ſtreetes, Dabled in the durt, and ſoaked in the raine. Doubtleſſe his wit inrendes not to aſpire, Which leaues his head to trauell in the mire.
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In Seuerum 13 The puritane Seuerus oft doth reade, this text that doth pronounce vaine ſpeech a ſinne, That thing defiles a man that doth proceede From out the mouth, not that which enters in. Hence is it, that we ſeldome heare him ſweare, and thereof like a Phariſie he vaunts, but he deuoures more Capons in a yeare, Then would ſuffice a hundieth proteſtants. And ſooth thoſe ſectaries are gluttons all, Aſwell the threed-bare Cobler as the knight, For thoſe poore ſlaues which haue not wherewithal Feede on the rich, til they deuoure them quite. And ſo like Pharoes kine, they eate vp cleane, Thoſe that be fat, yet ſtill themſelues be leane.
In Leucam 14 Leuca in preſence once a fart did let, Some langht a little, ſhe forſooke the place: and madde with ſhame, did eke her gloue forget, which ſhe returned to fetch with baſhfull grace: And when ſhe would haue ſaid, my gloue My fart (gd ſhe) which did more laughter moue.
In Macrum 15 Thou canſt not ſpeake yet Macer, for to ſpeake, is to diſtinguiſh ſoundes ſignificant, Thou with harſh noyſe the ayre doſt rudely breake, But what thou vttereſt common ſence dnth want: Halfe Engliſh wordes, with fuſtian tearms among Much like the burthen of a Northerne ſong.
In Fauſtum 16 That youth ſaith Fauſtus, hath a Lyon ſeene, Who from a Dycing houſe comes monieleſſe, but when he loſt his hayre, where had he beene, doubt me had ſeene a Lyoneſſe.
In Coſmum17 Coſmus hath more diſcourſing in his head, then loue, when Pallas iſſued from his braine, and ſtill he ſtriues to be deliuered, Of all his thoughtes at once, but al in vaine. For as we ſee at all the play houſe dores, when ended is the play. the daunce, and fong: thouſand townſmən, gentlemen, & whores
Porrers & ſeruing-men togither throng, ſo thoughts of drinking, thriuing, wenching, war And borrowing money, raging in his minde, To įſſue all at once ſo forwarde are, As none at all can perfect pađage finde.
In Flaccum 18 Thefalſe knaue Flaccus once a bribe I gaue, The more foole I to bribe ſo falſ a knaue, But he gaue back my bribe, the more foole he, That for my follie, did not couſen me.
In Cineam 19 Thou dogged Cineas hated like a dogge, Forfill thou grumbleſt like a Maftie dogger Comparſt thy ſelfe to nothing but a dogge, Thou faiſt thou art as weary as a dogge. As angry, fick,& hungry as a dogge, As dull and melancholy as a dogge: As lazie, ſleepie,& as idle as dogge. But why doſt thou compare thee to a dogge In that, for which all men deſpiſe a dogge, I will compare thee better to a dogge. Thou Thou art as faire and comely as a dogge, Thou art as true and honeſt as a dogge, Thou art as kinde and liberallas a dogge, Thou art as wi e and valiant as a dogge But Cineas, I haue ofe heard thee tell, Thou art as like thy father as may be, Tis like inough, and faith like ie well, But I am glad thou art not like to me.
In Gerontem 20 Geronmouldie memorie corrects, Old Holinſhedour famous chronicler, With morrall rules, and police collects, Out of all actions done theife foureſcore yeere accounts the time of euery olde euent, notfroChriſtsbirth, nor from the Princeslaigne, But from fame other famous accident, Which in mens generallnotiſe doth remaine. The ſiege of Bulloigne, and the plaguie ſweat, The going to faint Quintines and new hauen. The riſing in the North, The froſt ſo great. That cart-wheele prints on Thamesface were ſeene, The fall of money, & burning ofPaulesſteeple, The blaſing ſtarre and Spaniardesouerthrow: By thieſe euents, notorious to the people, He meaſures times, & things forepaſt dosh ſhew.
But moſt of all, he chieſſie reckonsby. A priuat chaunce, the death of his curſt wife: This is to him the deareſt memorie, And th’happieſt accident of all his life.
In Marcum 21 When Marcus comes frō Mins, he ſtil doth ſweare By, come a feauen, that all is loſt and gone, But thats not true, for he hath loſt his hayre Onely for that, he came too much at one.
In Ciprium 22 The fine youth Ciprius is more tierſe and neate, Then the new garden of the olde Temple is, And ſtil the neweſt faſhion he doth get, And with the time doth chaung from that to this, He weares a hat now of the flat crown-block, The treble ruffes, long cloake, & doublet french: He takes Tobacco, and doth weare a locke, And waſtes more time in dreſſing then a Wench. Yet this new-fangled youth, made for theſe times, Doth aboue all praiſe olde Gaſcoines times.
In Cineam 23 Whē Cineas comes amōgvt his friends in morning He ſliely lookes who firſt his cap doth moue: Him he ſalutes, the reſt ſo glimly ſcorning, As if for euer they had loſt his loue. I knowing how it doth the humour fit, Of this fond gull to be ſaluted firſt: catch at my cap, but moue it not a whit: Which perceiuing he ſeemes ſo ſpite to burſt. But cineas, why expect you more of me, Then I of you’ I am as good a man, And better too by many a quallitie For vault, and daunce, & fence & rime I can, You keep a whore at your own charg men tel me Indeede friend (cineas) therein you excell me.
In Gallum 24 Gallus hath bin this Sommer time in Frieſland, And now returned he ſpeakes ſuch warlike words As if I coulde their Engliſh vnderſtand, I feare me they would cut my Throat like ſwordes He talks of counterſcarfes and caſornates, Of parapets, of curteneys and Pallizadojs, Of flankers, Rauelings, gabions he prates, And of falſe brayes, & fallies & ſcaladoſe:
But to require ſuch gulling termes as theſe, With wordes of my profeſſion I replie: I tel of foorching, vouchers, and counterpleas, Of Wichernams, effoynes, and champartie. ſo neyther of vs vnderſtanding eyther, We part as wife as when we came together.
In Decium 25 Audacious Painters haue nine worthies made, But Poet Decius more audacious farre, Making his miſtres march with men of warre, With title of tenth worth lie doth her lade, Me thinkes that gul did vſe his termes as fit, which termde his loue a Giant for hir wit.
In Gellam 26 If gellas beautie be examined ſhe hath a dull dead eye, a ſaddle noſe, An ill ſhape face, with morpheu ouerſpread, and rotten Teeth with ſhe in laughing ſhowes. Brieflie ſhe is the filthyeſt wench in Towne, of all that do the art of whooring vfe: But when ſhe hath put on her ſattin gowne, Her out lawne apron, & her veluevt ſhooes.
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Her greene ſilk ſtockings, and her peticoate, Of Taffacie, with golden frindge arounde: And is withall perfumed with ciuet hot, which doth her valiant ſtinking breath confounde Yet ſhe with theſe addicions is no more, Then a ſweete, filthe, fine ill fauored whoore.
In Sillam 27 Silla is often challenged to the fielde, To answere like a gendeman his foes, But when doth he his only anſwere yeelde, That he hath liuings & faire landes to loſe. Silla, if none but beggars valiant were, The king of ſpaine woulde put vs all in feare.
In Sillam 28 Who dares affirme that Silla dare not fight? When I dare ſweare he dares aduenture more, Then the moſt braue, moſt all daring wight: That euer armes with reſollucion bore. He that dare touch the moſt vnholſome whoore, That euer was retired into the ſpittle: and dares caourt wenches ſtanding at a dore, The porcion of his wit being paſſing litle.
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He that dares giue his deereſt friendes offeueces, which other valiant fooles do feare to do: and when afeuer doth confounde his fences, dare eate raw biefe, & drinke ſtrong wine thereto. He that dares take Tobacco on the ſtage, dares man a whore at noon-day thogh the ſtreet dares daunce in Powle, & in this formal age, dares ſay & do what eiter is vnmeete. Whom feare of ſhame coulde neur yet affright, Who dares affirme that Silla dares not fight?
In Haywodum 29 Haywood which in Epigrams did excell, Is now put down fince my light muſe aroſe: As buckets are put downe into a well, Or as a ſchoole-boy putteth downe his hoſe
In Dacum 30 Amongſt the Poets Dacus numbred is, Yet could he neuer make an engliſh rime, but ſome proſe ſpeeches I haue hearde of his, which haue bin ſpoken man a dundreth time. The man that keepes the Eliphant hath one, wherein he tels the wonders of the beaſt An An other Bankes pronounced long agos, when he his curtalls qualities expreſt: He ſult taught him that keepes the moments, At Weſtminſter his formall tale to ſay, And alſo him with Puppets repreſents, and alſo him which with the Ape doth play Though all his poetrre be like to this, Amongst the Poets numbred is.
In Priſcum 31 VVhhen Priſcus raiſde from low to high eſtate. Rode through the ſtreete in pompous iollitie, Caius his poore famillier friende of late, be-ſpake him thus, Sir now you know not me: Tis likely friende (quoth Priſcus) to be ſo, For at this time my felfe I do not know.
In Brunum 32 Brunus which thinkes him ſelfe a faire ſweet youth is Thirtie nine yeeres of age at leaſt: Yet was he neuer to confeſſe the truth, but a dry ſtarueling when he was at beſt. T is gull was ſick of ſhew his night cap fine, and his wrought Pillow onerſpred with lawne: but hath bin well fince his griefes cauſe hath line, At Trollups by ſaint Clements church in pawne.
In Francum 33 When Francus comes to ſollace with his whoore He ſends for rods and ſtrips himſelſe ſtark naked: For his luſt ſleeps, and will not riſe before, by whipping of the wench it be awaked. I ennui him not, but wiſh he had the powre, To make me ſelfe his wench but one halfe houre
In Caſtorem 34 Ofſpeaking well, why do we learne the skill, Hoping thereby honor and wealth to gaine. Sith rayling Caſtor doth by ſpeaking ill, Oppinion of much wit, and golde obtaine.
In Septimum 35 Septimus liues, and is like Garlicke feene, for though his head be white, his blade is greene. This olde mad coult deſerues a Martires praiſe, For he was burned in Queen Maries dayes.
Of Tobacco 36 Homer of Moly, and Nepenthe fings, Moly the Gods moſt ſoueraigne hearbe diuine. Nepenthe Hekens drinke with gladnes brings, harts griefe expells, & doth the wits refine. but this our age an other worlde hath founde, frõ whéce an hearb of heauẽly power is brought, Moly is not ſo ſoueraigne for a wounde. nor hath Nepenthe ſo great wonders wrought. It is Tabacco, whoſe ſweet ſubſtanciall fume, The helliſh torment of the Teeth doth eafe By drawing downe,& drying vp the rume, The mother and the nurf of ech diſeaſe. it is Tobacco which doth colde expell, and cleeres the obſtructions of the arteries, and ſurfets threathning death digefteth well, decocting all the ſtomacks crudities. It is Tobacco which hath power to clarifie, The clowdie miſtes before dim eies appearing, It is Tobacco which hath power to rarefie, (ring, The thick groſe humor which doth ſtop the hea- The wraſting Hectick and the quartaune feuer, which doth of Phiſick make a mockerie: The gowt it cures,& helps il beaths for euer, Weather the caufe in Teeth of ſtomacke be. And
And though ill breaths, were by it but confounded Yet that medicine it doth far excell, Which by ſir Thomas Moore hath bin propoũded. For this is thought a gentleman-like ſmell, O that I were one of thieſe mountie bankes, which praiſe their oyles, & pouders which they ſel my cuſtomers would giue me coyne with thankes I for this ware, forſooth a Tale would tell, Yet would I vſe none of theſe tea mes before, I would but ſay, that it the pox wil cure: This were inough, without diſcourſing more, All our braue gallants in the towne t’alure,
In Craſſum 37 Craſſus his lies are not pernitious lies, But pleaſant fictions, hurtfull vnto none: But to himſelfe, for no man counts him wiſe, To tell for truth, that which for falſe is knowne. he ſweares that Caunt is threeſcore miles about, and that the bridge at Paris on the Seine, is the of ſuch thicknes, légth amp; breadth, throghout that ſixſcore arches can it ſcarſe ſuſtaine He ſwears he ſaw ſo great a dead mans ſcull, At Canterbury digde out of the grounde: That That woulde containe of wheat, three buſhels ful And that in Kent, are twentie yo omen founde, Of which the pooreſt euery yeere diſpendes, Fiue thouſand pound theſe & v: thouſand moe, So oft he hath recited to his friendes, that now himſelfe, perſwades himſelfe tis ſo: But why doth Craſſus tel his lies ſo rife, Of bridges, Townes, and things that haue no life. He is a lawyer, and doth wel eſpie, That for ſuch lies an action will not lie.
Inphilonem 38 Philo the lawyer and the fortune teller, The ſchoolemaiſter, the midwife & the bawde, The conjurer, the buyer and the ſeller, Of painting which with breathing wil be thawde, doth practiſe Phiſicke, & his credite growes, as doth the ballade-ſingers auditorie. which hath at Téple bar his ſtanding choſe, and to the vnlger ſings an ale-houſe ſtorie. Firſt ſtandes a Porter, then an Oyſter wife, Doth ſtint her crie, & ſtay her ſteps to heare him, Then comes a cutpurfe ready with a Knife, and then a cuntrey Client paſſeth neere him, There ſtáds the Cunſtable, there ſtáds the whore And harkning to the ſong mark not ech other. There
There by the Serieant ſtandes the debtor poore, and doth no more miſtrust him then his brother: Thus Orpheus o ſuch hearers giueth Muſique, And Philo to much Patients giueth phiſicke.
In Fuſcum 39 Fuſeus is free, and hath the worlde at will, Yet in the course of the life the he doth leade : hees like a horſe which turning rounde a mill, doth alwaies in the ſeife ſame circle treade: Firſt he doth rise at x. At eleuen He goes to Gilles, where he doth eate til one, Then ſees he a play till ſixe, & ſups at ſeauen, And after ſupper,ſtraight to bed is gone. and there til renne next day he doth reamine, and then he dines, then ſees a commedie: and then he ſuppes and goes to bed againe, Thus round he runs without valetie: Sauetha, ſometimes he comes not to the play, But falls into a whoore house on the way
In Afrum 40 The ſmell fesſt after, Trauailes to the Busſe Twice euery day the flying newes to heare, which when he hath no money in his purſe, To richmens Tables he doth often beare: He tels how Gronigen is taken in, by the braue conduct of illuſtious Vere: and hoe the ſpainiſh forces Breſt would win. but that they do Victorious Norris feare. No ſooner is a ſhip at Sea ſurpriſde, but ſtraight he learnes the newes & doth diſcloſe faire written in a ſcrowle he that the names,( it, of all the widowes which the plague hath made. and perſons, Times & places, ſtill he frames, To euery Tale, the better to perwade: We cal him Fame, for that the wide-mouth ſlaue, will eate as faſt as he wil vtter lies For Fame is ſaide an hundreth mouthes to haue, And he eates more than woulde fiue ſcore ſuffice. In
In paulum 41 By lawful mart, & by vnlawful ſtealth, Paules in ſpite of enuie fortunate De iues out of the Oceans of much wealth, as he may well maintaine a Lordes eſtate. But on the lande a little gulfe there is, wherein he drowneth all the wealth of his.
In Licum 42 Lycus which lately is to Venice gone, Shall if he do returne, gaine 3 for one: Bucx to one, his knowledg and his wit, vvil not be bettered or increaſde a vvhit.
In Publium 43 Publius ſtudent at the common lavv, of leaues his bookes, & for his recreation: To Paris garden doth himſelf Withdravve, Where he is rauiſht vvith ſuch delectation as dovvne amongſt the Beares & dogges he goes, vvere vvhilſt he skipping cries to head, To head. His satten doublet & his velue hoſe, Are all vvith ſpittle from oboue be-ſpread. D2R
When he is like a Fathers cuntery hall, ſtinking vvich dogges,& muted al vvith haukes, And rightly too on him this filth doth fall, Which for ſuch filthie ſpots his bookes forſake, Leauning Olde Polyden, Dier &, Brooke alone, To ſee olde Harry Hunkes & Sacaiſon.
In Silliam 44 When I this propofition had defended, A covvarde cannot be an honeſt man, Thou silla ſeemeſt foorthvvith to be offended And noldes the connarie & ivveres he can. But when I tel thee that he will forſake His deareſt friend, in perill of his life, Thou then art changde & farſt thou disſt maſtake, Yet I thinke oft, & thinke I thinke alright, Thy argument argues thou wilt not figh
In Dacum 45 Dacus with ſome good cellour & pretence, Teames his loves beautifilent eloqunce: For the doth lay more collours face, Then euer Tulie vſde big ſpeech to grace In
In Marcum 46 Why doſt thou Marcus in thy miſerie, Raiſe & blaſpheme, & call the heauens vu-kinde, The heuens draw no kindeneſſe unto thee, Thou haſt the heauens ſo litle in thy minde, For in thy life thou neuer vieſt prayer, But at plimero, to encounter faire.
Meditations of Gull 47 See yonder melancholie gentleman, Which hoode-winked with his hat, alone doth fit, To inke what he thinkes & tell me if you can, VVhat great affaires troubles his litle wit. he thinkes not of the war twixt France & ſpain, VVhether it be for Europs good or ill, Nor whether the Empire can itſelfe maintaine, Againſt the the Turkiſh power encroching ſtil. Nor what great Towne in all the nether landes, The ſtanes determine to beſiege this ſpring Nor how the ſcottiſh pollicie now ſtandes, Nor what becomes of ths hiſt mutining. But he doth feriouflie bethinke him whether Of the guld people he be more eſteemde, For his long cloake, or his great blacke feather, By which each gull is now a gallant deemde. 3
Or of a Iourney he deliberates, To pans garden cocke-pit or the play: Or how to ſteale a dogge he medicates, Or what he he ſhall vnto his miſt is ſay : Yet with theſe thoughts he thinks himſelfe moſt To be of Counſell with a King for wit.
Ad Muſam 48. Peace idle muſe,, haue done, for it is time, Since Lowſie Ponticus enfues my fame, And ſweares the better ſort are much to blame To make me ſo wel knowne for ill rime Yet Bankes his horſe is better known then he, ſo are the Cammels &the weſternehog, And ſo is Lepidus hie printed dogge. why doth not Ponticus thier fames enuie . Beſides this muſe of mine,&the black fether. Grew both together freſh in eſtimation, And both growne ſtale, were caſt away togither: What fame is this that ſearſe laſts out of faſhion. Onely this laſt in credit doth remaine, That frõ henceforth, ech baſtard caſtforth rime Which doth but fauour of a libel vaine. Shal call me father, and be thought my crime, So dull & with ſo litle fence endude, Is my groſe headed iudge the multitude. FINNIS. I,D.
IGNOTO. I loue thee not for ſacred chaſtsie, Who loues for that nor for thy ſprightly wit: I loue thee not for thy ſweete modeſtie, Which makes thee in perfections throane to ſit. I loue thee not for thy inchaunting eye, Thy beautie rauiſhing perfection: I loue thee nor for vncaſt luxurie, Nor for thy bodies faire proportion. I loue thee not for that my ſoule doth daunce, And leap with peaſure when thoſe lips of thine: Giue Muſicall and gracefull vtterance, To ſome (by thee made happie) poets line. I loue thee not for voice or ſlender ſmall, But wilt thou know wherefore faire ſweet for all. Faith(wench) I cannot court thy ſprightly eyes, Wich the baſe Viall places betweene my Thighes I cannot liſpe, not to ſome Fiddle ſing, Nor run vpon a high ſtrecht Minikin. I cannot whine in puling Elegies, Intombing Cupid with ſad obſsquies.
I am not faſhioned for theſe amorous times, To cout they beutie with laciuious rimes. I cannot dally, caper, daunce and ſing, Oling my ſaint with ſupple ſonneting. I cannot croſſe my armes, or ſigh ay me, Ayme Forlorne egregious Fopperie. I cannot bue thy fill, play with thy hayre, Swearing by loue, Thou art moſt debonaire. not I by Cock, but ſhall tel rhee roundly ſoũdly harke in thine eare, zounds I can ( ) thee. Sweet wench I loue thee, yet I will not ſue, Of ſhue my loue asmuskie Coutiers doe, he not carouie health to honor thee, In this ſame ebezing drunken curtefie. and when als quaſde, eate vp my bowſing glaſſe. In glory tha I an thy feruile aſſe. nor will I weare a rotten burbon locke. as ſome ſworne peſant to a female ſarock. welſeacrrde laſte, Thou knoweſt I loue the deere Yet for thy ſake I will not bore mine eare To hang thy durie ſilken ſhootires there. nor for thy loue will I once gnaſh a brick, O ſome pied collousin by bonnet ſtiche. but by the chaps of hell to do thee good, He freely ſpend my Thriſe decocted bloud. FINIS. D4V