Certain elegies, done by sundrie excellent wits With satyres and epigrames.

CERTAIN ELEGIES , DONE BY SVNDRIE Excellent Wits .

WITH Satyres and Epigrames .

LONDON , Printed by B : A : for Miles Partriche , and are to be solde at his shoppe neare Saint Dunstons Church in Fleet-streete . 1618.

An Elegie by F. B. SO Madam may my verses pleasing be , So may you laugh at them , and not at me . T is something to you I would gladly say , But how to doe it , cannot finde the way : I would auoyde the common troden wayes , To Ladyes vs'd , which be or loue or prayse : As for the first , that little wit I haue , Is not yet growne so neere vnto the graue , But that I can by that dim-fading light . Perceiue of what , and vnto whom I write : Let such as in a hopelesse , witlesse rage , Can sigh a quire , and reade it to a page , Such as can make ten Sonets ere they rest , When each is but a a great blot at the best , Such ( as ) can backes of bookes , and windows fill , With their ( too furious Diamond and Quill ) Such as are well resolued to end their dayes , With a loude laughter blowne behind the Sea : Such as are mortified , that they can liue , Laught at by all the world , and yet forgiue , Write loue to you , I would not willingly , Be pointed at in euery company , As was that little Tayler , who till death Was hote in loue with Queene Elizabeth . And for my last , in all my liuing dayes , I neuer yet did liuing creature prayse , In verse , not prose , and when I doe beginne , I le picke some woman out , as full of sinne , As you are sull of vertue , with a soule As blacke as yours is white , a face as foule , As yours is beautifull , for it shall be Out of the rules of Physiognomie . So farre , that I doe feare , I must displace , The arte a little , to let in the face . It shall at least fower faces bee below , The Diuels and her parched corpes shall show In hir loose skin , as if some spirit she were , Kept in a bagge , by some great Coniurer : Her breath shall be as horrible and vilde , As euery word you speake is sweet and milde : It shall be such a one , as will not be , Couered with any art or policie . But let her take all waters , fumes and drinke , Shee shall make nothing but a dearer stinke . She shall haue such a face , and such a nose , As will not stand in any thing but prose : If I bestow my prayses vpon such , T is Charity , and I shall merite much , My prayse will come to her like a full bowle , Bestow'd at most need on a thirsty soule , Where if I sing your praises in my ryme , I loose my incke , my paper and my time , Adde nothing to your euer flowing store , And tell you noughts but what you knew before , Nor doe the vertuous minded , which I sweare Madam , I thinke you are , delight to heare Their owne perfections into question brought , But stoppe their eares at them , for if I thought You tooke a pride , to haue your vertues knowne , ( Pardon me Madam ) I should thinke them none , But if your braue thoughts ( which I must respect Aboue your glorious titles ) shall accept These harsh disordered lines , I shall ere long Dresse vp your vertues new , in a new song : Yet far from all base prayse of flatterie . Although I know what ere my verses be , They will like the most seruile flatterie shew , If I write truth , and make my subiect you . Fr. Beau :

An Elegie on the Lady Penelope Clifton . By M. Dr. MVst I needes write , who 's he that can refuse ' He wants a mind for her that hath no Muse The thought of her doth heau'nly rage inspire . Next powerfull to those clouen tongues of fire , Since I knew ought , time neuer did allow , Me stuffe fit for an Elegie till now . When France and Englands Henries dy'de my quill , Why I know not , but it that while lay still , T is more then greatnesse that my spirit must rayse , To obserue custome I vse not to prayse , Nor the least thought of mine yet ere depended On any one from whom she was descended , That for their fauour I this way should wooe , As some poore wretched thing perhaps may doe . I gaine the end whereat I onely ayme , If by my freedome I may giue her fame ● Walking then forth , being newly vp from bed , ( Oh ) Sir quoth one , the Lady Clifron's dead , When but that reason my sterne rage withstood , My hand had sure beene guilty of his bloud . If shee bee so , must thy rude tongue confesse it , And com'st thou too so coldly to expresse it . Thou shoul'dst haue giuen a shrike to make me fear That might haue slain what euer had bin neer th● Thou should'st haue com'n like Time with thy scalp And in both hands thou should'st haue brought t● Casting vpon me such a dreadfull looke , As seene a spirit , or thou 'dst beene thunder stroo● And gazing on me so a little space , Thou should'st haue shot thine eye-balls in my fa● Then falling at my feet thou should'st haue sayd , ( Oh ) she is gone , and Nature with her dead . With this ill newes amaz'd , by chance I past By that neere groue , whereas both first and last I saw her , not three months before she dy'd , When though full summer gan to vaile her pride And that I saw men lead home ripened corn , Besides aduis'd me well , I durst haue sworne , The lingring yeare the Autumne had reiourn'd , And the fresh spring had beene againe return'd , Her delicacie , louelinesse and grace , With such a summer brauery deckt the place , But now alas it look'd forlorne and dead , And where she stood the fading leaues were she Presenting so much sorrow to my sight , ( Oh ) God thought I , this is her Embleme right , sure I thinke it cannot but bee thought , That I to her by prouidence was brought : ●or that the Fates foredooming she should dye , Shew'd me this wondrous master-peece , that I Should sing her Funerall , that the world should know it That Heau'n did thinke her worthy of a Poet : My hand is fatall , nor doth Fortune doubt , For what it writes , not fire shall ere raze out . A thousand silken puppets should haue dy'de , And in their fulsome coffins putrifide : Ere in my lines , you of their names should heare , Or in the world tell such there euer were , Whose memory shall from the earth decay , Before those ragges be worne they gaue away , Had I her godlike features neuer seene , Poore slight report had told me she had beene A handsome Lady , comely , very well ; And so might I haue liu'd an Infidell , As many doe which did her neuer see , Or cannot credite what shee was by me : Nature , her selfe that before Art prefers , To goe beyond all our Cosmographers , By Charts and Mappes exactly that haue showne , All of this earth that euer could be known ; For that shee would aboue them all descrie , What art could not by any mortall eye : A mappe of heauen in her rare features drue , And that she did so liuely and so true , That any soule but seeing it , might sweare , That all was perfect heauenly that was there : If euer any painter were so blest , To draw that face which so much heauen exprest , If in his best of skill he did her right , I wish it neuer may come in my sight ; I greatly doubt my faith , weake man , left I Should to that face commit Idolatrie . Death might haue tyth'd her sexe , but for this one Nay haue ta'ne halfe , to haue let her alone : Such as their wrinckled temples to supply , Cyment them vp with sluttish Mercurie . Such as vndrest , were able to affright , A valiant man approaching him by night : Death might haue taken such , her end defer'd , Vntill the dayes shee had been clymaterd : When she would haue been at threescore years & thr Such as our best , at three and twenty be , With enuie then he might haue ouerthrowne her , When age nor time had power to ceaze vpon her But when the vnpittying Fates her end decreede , They to her end did instantly proceed , For well they knew if she had languish'd so , As those which hence by naturall causes goe : So many prayers and teares for her had spoken , As certainely theyr yron lawes had broken , And had wak'd heauen , who clearly would haue sho That change of kingdoms to her death she ow'd , And that the world still of her end might thinke , It would haue let some neighbouring mountaine sinke Or the vaste sea , it in on vs to caste , As Seuerne did about some fiue yeares past , Or some sterne Commet his curld top to reare , Whose length should measure half our Hemispheare Holding this height , to say some will not sticke , That now I raue , and am grow'n lunaticke , You of what sexe so ere you be , you lye , T is thou thy selfe art lunatique , not I : I charge you in her name that thus is gone , That may coniure you if you be not stone , That you no harsh nor shallow rymes decline Vpon that day wherein you shall reade mine , Such as indeed are falsely tearmed verse , And will but sit like moath's vpon her Herse , ) Nor that no child , no chambermaid , nor page Disturbe the roome the whil'st my sacred rage , In reading is , but whilst you heare it read , Suppose before you , that you see her dead , The walles about you hung with mournfull blacke , And nothing for her funerall doth lacke : And when this period giues you leaue to pause , Cast vp your eyes and sigh for my applause .

An Elegie . by N. H. WHether those Honours , or else Loue , it be That on his windie wings doth carry me : I find thy outward fauours much exchang'd , And their fayre order fals'd , and disarang'd , I seeke thee in thy selfe , but cannot see , A trace or shadow that resembles thee , Those eyes , that wont the morning light out-shining , And by reflection , our dull beames refining , Whose motion did from earthly darknesse free vs , Does with neglect regard , and slightly see vs , Those lips that wonting to depart in sunder , Charm'd the admiring hearer in his wonder : Vse not their power , as fainting in their course , Nor does thy sauing tongue display her force , Thy heart that in free graces so abounded , Is now with iealousies and feares surrounded , Pale trembling , doubt , with many ey'd suspition , Keepes solemne court in thy sad disposition , Briefly , so desperate a change I finde , As suddenlie is not to be definde , ● these new honours or ambition , Be arches that thy feares are founded on , Be lesse ambitious , seeke to comprehend Lesse in thy vaste thoughts , and thy feares will end : If it be loue , that does deuide thy rest , And waken vp those tumults in thy brest , It askes more , pardon for thy beautie 's such , As for mans good thou canst not loue too much . Thine age is tender . and to loue inuites , Then seeke out thy required appetites , Which when thou hast encountred in some one Of thousands , whose supreame perfection , Will bee a double soule , to loue and serue , Thine art shall bee such duty to preserue , And with deare grace nurse the concealed fire , Till it to glorious action may aspire : Which though but seldome , when it does arriue , And in a well espyed occasion thriue , Shall open wonders , such as by Cupids leaue , None but the elder louers can conceyue , Whom thou from point to point must imitate , And from their ground new principles create , Which thou to thy occasions must apply , And let no minutes passe , vnused by , Bee well advisde , and warie in thy choyce , And know him well , to whom thou giuest thy voyce So perfect notices , required are Of him , with whom thine honour goes so farre , But hauing well explor'd , it will behoue Thou be not nice , to shew that thou do'st loue , Discretion , asking it should be reueal'd , As cleare to him , as from the world conceal'd , For inundacitie , did neuer ayde , And hath loues childhood oftentimes betrayde , Besides , there 's losse of time in Ceremonie , Ere ought be done , the world being call'd to eye Thine actiue wit , with iealous thought fore-runne . And let the businesse many times be done , With fauours numberlesse , which thou shalt besto● Ere thou in distance of opinion grow . But walke in secret , and consult with night , And shun the dangers of the treasnous light . Sleepe silent Mother euer friend to loue , Will thy proportions Secretarie proue , And in her quiet sayles her forfaites hide , Which are no faults but when they are espied , N. H.

An Elegie on the death of the three sonnes of the Lord Sheffeild , drowned neere where Trent falleth into Humber . LIght Sonets hence , and to loose louers flie , And mournfull maydens sing an Elegie , On those three Sheffe●ds ouerwhelm'd with waues , Whose iosse the teares of all the Muses craues , A thing so full of pitty as this was , Me thinkes ( for nothing ) slightly should not passe : Treble this losse was , why should it not borrow , Through this Isles tripple parts , a treble sorrow : But Fate did this to let the world to know , That sorrow which from common causes grow Are not worth mourning for , the losse to beare , But of one onely son 's not worth a teare , Some tender hearted man as I may spend Some teares ( perhaps ) for a deceased friend : Some men perhaps their wiues late death may rue , Or wiues their husbands , but such be but few : Care that hath vs'd the hearts of men to tuch , So oft and deepely , will not now be such , Who will care for losse of maintenance , or place , Fame , Liberty , or of the Princes grace , Or sutes in law , by vile corruption croste , When he shall finde that this which he hath lost , ( Alasse ) is nothing to theirs which did lose Three sonnes at once so excellent as those : May it be fear'd that this in time may breed Hard hearts in men to their owne naturall seed , That in respect of this great losse of theirs , Men will scarce mourne the de●th of their own heir Through all this Isle their losse so publike is , That euery man doth take them to be his , And as a plague which had beginnings there , So catching is and raigning euery where , That those the farth'st remote as much do rue . As those then most familiarly that knew thee , Children with this disaster are wex'd sage , And like to men that strooken are in age , Talke what it is , three children at one time , Thus to haue drown'd , and in their very prime , Yea , and doe learne to act the same so well That then old folks , they better can it tell . Inuention oft , that passion vsde to faine , In sorrow of it selfe , but sleight and meane , To make it seeme great , that here shall not need , For that this subiect doth so farre exceed All forc'd expression , that what Poesie shal Happily thinke to grace it selfe withall , Fals so below it , that it rather borrowes Grace from their griefe , then addeth to their sorrow For sad mischance thus in the losse of three , To shew it selfe the vtmost it could be ; Also exacting by the selfe same Law The vtmost teares that sorrow , had to draw All future times hath vtterly preuented Of a more losse , or more to be lamented , Whilest in fayre youth they liuely flourisht here , To their kind Parents they were onely deare , But being dead , now euery one doth take Them for their owne , and doe like sorrow make . As for their owne begot , as they pretended Hope in the issue , which should haue descended From them againe : nor here doth end our sorrow , But those of vs that shall be borne to morrow , Still shall lament them , and when times shall count , To what vaste nomber passed yeares shall mount , They from their death's shall duly reckon so , As from the Deluge former vs'd to doe . O cruell Humber , guilty of their gore , I nowe beleeue more then I did before The British story , that thy name begunne , Of kingly Humber , an inuading Hunne , By thee deuoured , for t is likely thou With bloud wert christned , bloud thirsty till now , The Owse , the Don , & that more siluer Trent , To drowne these Sheffeilds , as yee gaue consent , Shall curse the time , that ere you were infused , Which haue your waters basely thus abused : The groueling Boore , yee hinder not to goe , And at his pleasure firrie to and fro : The very best part of whose soule and bloud , Compar'd with theirs is viler then thy mud . But wherefore paper doe I idely spend On these deafe waters to so little end . And vp to starry heau'n doe I not looke , In which , as in an euerlasting Booke : Our ends are written , O let times reherse , The 〈◊〉 losse in their sad anniuerse . M. D.

The Author in praise of his owne BOOKE . COmmend my Selfe ? No! But my Booke I may ! And boldly ( blamelesse ) 't is Praise-worthy say . How so ? The sencelesse Substance well may plead , My Selfe I was not , when the Booke I made .

Of his deare Friend the Author , H. F. OF what is heere thou 'lt not haue any write Prayses : that willing , would : and iustly might , Permit me then ! For I le Praise what I see Deficient heere ( thy name FITZ-IEOFFERY , ) Where English FITZ aright , and I ha' done So rightly art thou called IEOFFERYES-Sonne . Then adde time Age but to thy industry , In thee againe will liue Old-IEOFFERY . NATH: GVRLYN .

The Author's Answer . OF what is Heere I forbid any Write Praises . Why ? Nothing Heere can merite it : Yet I le Permit thee . Thou l't but Praise my Name . And that 's Deficient . Then Praise not for shame Where do ( FITZ ) right : Write , place it to the minde : Stil rightly must ( FITZ ) IEOFFERYES come behind wrought : French must turne English first , ( strange wonders ) ( Olde ) be a new Borne : The ( Sonne ) brought to naught .

HORAT: De Arte Poeti . NVnc satis est dixisse , Ego mira poemata pango : Occupet extremum scabies !

Anglicè sic

NOw 't is inough to speake , I wondrous Poemes make : Then , Diuell the hindmost take .

Satyra prima . LIB: 1. Who 'd not at venture Write ? So many waies A man may proue a Poet now a daies ? Does Nature witt afford to breake a Ieft ? This is a Poet : and his friends protest He is to blame he Writes not : when ( indeed , ) Th' Illiterate Gull can neither write nor read . Let Nature faile ! Takes he but so much Paine , To write obscurely : adding so much Braine . As end his crabbed sencelesse verse in Rime : This might a Poet beene in Perseus time . And more ! ( Though Horace in his book reherses ) ( Nature and Arte are both requir'd in Verses . ) There are those , of their Poetry will vaunt , Which do ( God wot ) both Wit & Learning want : I know them ! Such as they at Table sit Each Iest you speake , will to a Metre fit . And thus your Witt 's sell for their priuate gaine And bee accounted Poets for their paine . Others there are , that Others workes suruay , And must from all thinges some thing filtch away , Who if to weaker Braines they can vnfolde A Learned Author : nick a Phrase that s olde : Or change but one word in a line or two : Straight all 's their owne , they write , who doubts it so ? When I wood scarce beleeu 't , though they , in fine , To euery Verse subscribe : By Ioue 't is mine . Nor is't●inough they this in priuate show , But these are Poets , all the world must know . T is strange to see what stretching is of Wits , What spare of speech this plentious Presse begets . Some ( if you keepe them company ) you 'l finde As choise to breake a Iest as to bteake winde . And what 's the reason thinke ye ? Onely this : All they can speak's too little for the Presse . Where 't is not losse of Friend , Life , Libertie , Shall cause them keepe a Iest in secrecy . Others haue helpes : when their Inuention faile , Straight they begin abusiuely to raile . Then out comes Whelps of the olde Dog : for sport : Shall barke at Great ones : bite the meaner sort : When the On-setters ( after all their paine : For feare , woo'd gladly call them in againe . And these will Poets bee accounted too : Because they Dare doe more then others doe . Though they their Verses write , ( a man may say : ) As Clown's get Bastards , and straight runne away . Montanus needes will bee a Poet ! why ? Because the Muses on a Mountaine hy Inhabited . Peto for that his Name Denotes him Poet in the Anagrame : And Quaint Castilio : ( since his Father dy'd ! ) Who many Volumes publish't : and beside Diuers neglected , Left vnto his Son : Which dubbes him Poet , by praescription . True ! And Castilio will approued bee , Or he will Print his Fathers Legacy . And marke Crisippo , but what shifts he 'l finde , Ere he 'l bee counted once to come behinde , In euery Booke he will bespeake afore : The comming out , roome for halfe a score Or a dozen Verses , which he 'l hugely puffe With commendations of the Authors stuffe . And in Hyperbolyes his Name extoll Yond Homer , Virgill , Ouide , Iuuenall . Vouching no better Volume , ere was Writ , And that himselfe hath had a Hand in it . Oh this vaine - Praise-Affecting Poetry Is a bewitching-itching Leoprosie : That makes men Rub , scrub , rouz and touz their Braine , Pump their Pates dry for Iests : and all to gaine So much Report : might serue to make them vaunt , They are Applauded ( though of Ignorant . ) They 'l snatch , and scratch , and scrape ( though nere so ill ) And rather smart then holde their fingers still : Be there a Citty show : or sight at Court : Of Acts Heroicke : or of Princely sport : ( which right to write of , or in Type to tell : Might taxe a Daniels or a Spencers quill . ) Marke how these hungerbit Inuentions scud To eye ! to spy ! All for no other good Then onely this ! poore this ! But to obtaine : Some sodder for their needy greedy straine . See then how ( Enuy ) gin's her eyes to fat On dainties plenty , and repines there at ! How muttering Momus ( that knowes not to bite , Grumbles and mumbles mouthfuls out of spite . How currish ( Critticks ) most seuerely harke : Ready at each sound of applause to barke . How all together , and how each a part Stretch , retch , faine , strain , Inuention , Iudgement Art Raile , Lybell : what not ? Rather then labour loose Iest on your Gesture : or be-lye your cloathes . A subiect fitter for a Beadles fist Then the tart lines of a smart Satyrist . Let Natures causes ( which are too profound For euery blockish sottish Pate to sound ) Produce some monster : some rare spectacle : Some seauen yeares Wonder : Ages miracle : Bee it a worke of nere so sleight a waight , It is recorded vp in Metre straight , And counted purchase of no small renowne , To heare the Praise sung in a Market-towne . How many Volumes lye neglected thrust In euery Bench-hole ? euery heape of dust ? Which from some Gowries practise , Powder plot , Or Tiburne Lectur's , all their substance got : Yet tosse our Time-stalles you ll admire the rout Of carelesse fearelesse Pamphlets flye about . Bookes , made of Ballades : Workes , of Playes , Sightes , to be Read of my Lo: Maiors day 's : Post's , lately set forth : Bearing ( their Backe at ) Letters , of all sorts : An intollerable Packet . Villains discouery , by Lanthorn and Candle-light : ( strange if the author should not see it to handle right ) A Quest of Inquirie : ( Iacke a Douer's ) The Iests of Scoggin : and diuers others ( which no man Better the Stationer knowes ) Wonderfull Writers ; Poets in Prose . What poste pin'd Poets that on each base Theame , With Inuocations vexe Apollo's name . Springes for Woodcockes : Doctor Merriman : Rub and a good Cast : Taylor the Terriman . Fennor , with his Vnisounding Eare word ; The vnreasonable Epigramatist of Hereford : Rowland with his Knaues a murniuall ; Non worth the calling for , a fire burne em all ; And number numberlesse that march ( vutolde ) Mongst Almanacks and Pippins , to be solde . Apologie . THese Ill which better Dare than know to wrigh● Makes those ( I know ) not dare with better might For who is t now attempts to Print , but knowes , He must be one or censured on , of Those ! For my part ( Gallants ) it was nere my hap , On high Pernassus Top , to take a nap : Or the Diuine Nine sisters Fount to see : Whence I might steale a sip of Poetry . These Idle Verses ( which I Idly made ) None but the Idle I request to read : Then what Applause looke I for , all may guesse , When none may looke for Praise from Idlenes . Finis Saty : Primae .

Satyra Secunda . A MORALL SATYRE . Sunt Videntur . QVidam & non Videntur Sunt Proaemium . I Taxe no Times , I beare no Furyes scourge : I bring no powerfull Fountaine springes to purge This vicefull Lerna , this Augean stye , From long neglected noysome filthery . Vaunt Varlots then : Grizely Tartarian curres : Vice-Pack-horses : Swaines of inchanting pleasures : Wallow in Lake of Leaudnesse : racket : yell And all the world with thundring vproare fill , Till angry Loue his Chaos drench agen And a new nature of milde molde begin . Yet knowe ( Earths Of-scums ) I haue force , and woo'd Vncase , vnlase , your Leaudnes : make ye scud : Lash at Lines length : and instrike such a print , Shu'd make ye startle , had ye hartes of flint , Coo'd I finde Patrons to maintaine me in 't . BVt range my Muse ! find out some fresher Game , Some Mayden matter , some vnchased Theame . Beat through the throwes of these disordered times , The thorny thickets of contagious crimes , And rouz from squat , pursue with aeger cry , The lurking Leaudnesse , strong scent villany , Of those close Foxes , who ( in milder skins ) Inuey , and guesse inuectiuely at Sinnes : Bite with sharpe censure : and seuerely scan The inward Vertues , by the outward man . Beshrow mee ( Sirs ) if I dare strout in street , Winke at a Window : A God-dam-me greet : Vsher a Lady : but salute her Gloue : Or Kisse a Maide for manners more then Loue : Cringe to a Scriuener : be conuersing seene In Ludgate , with a broken Citizen : Turne oft in Pauls : call for a stoole o' th Stage : Or walke atended with my Hackney Page : Pace Turnball , Shorditch , Long-lane : or Pickt-hatch Least I be taken by this heedfull watch . These pickthanke Pesants ; that with Lynceus eye , Inspect mans Actions too Iniuriously . First to yon Masse of man : yon loade of Guts , That all he handles in his belly puts : Who euery meales meate makes a Masse cry , Of Shambles , Poultry , Sea variety . How on the Table he his Panch doth rest , And stuffes it as a Wallet of the best Yet close his Buttockes rammes vp as in Pound For feare o' th worst , to'th'good-behauiour bound S●orts at mid-day : yet startles at the sturre , Of a betraying Boote , or tel-tale Spurre : Cryes out of Fashions , as of Fasting-dayes , Rebukes Excesse : gainst Vanityes inueyes : Hates Vice as Hunger : and abhorres to stand In sight of a ( Sir reuerance ) Saffron-band . Tell him his Wo●ship is so strictly wise : His closest Trounces , full as full of vice . As wide from Vertues meane as Largest size . Next to yon Prester Iohn , that Learned Clarke : Who after all my closest acts doth harke . A man , that for a Wise one sure woo'd passe , Shu'd there but 6. Bee , as there 7. was : Hee heretofore ( out of his Loue exceeding ) Woo'd euer bee examining my Reading : Now ( more Officious ) euer Checking is : A strickt Remembrancer of all amisse . Bid him bee lesse in Office : more in Loue : Least he ere long Iacke out of Office proue . Laugh , Laugh , Demorritus ! who can hold to hear Socraticke Doctors , Catoes most austeer . Roule vp the Records of Antiquity , To frame Abridgements for youth's Liberty . Accuse Wits folly . Times strange alterations : The vaine expence of cloth consuming fashions , When their allowance was ( themselues can ●ell ) At least vnto a Codpisse halfe an Ell. Lend me Athenian but a while thy light : To scowre the scoutes , the Lurking holes of Spite , And execrable Enuy : see the rout Of Rascals ● venome Vermin , I 'le finde out : Cankermouth'd Catchpoles , that in Ambush lye , To wreck , to seck Vertues aeternitie : With poysnous blast of miscreant Infamy . ( ●ustinian ) is too Fortunate to beare The name of Iust : ( Flora ) too Curtious farre To harbour Honesty : ( Varro ) held to bee Vaine , for his skilfull vaine in Poetry . ( Fantasticke ) cannot with his Flaunders feete Lock'd in his foure-wheele-casket vex the street : Knocke in a Tauerne , but his Father heares , Some 20 Leagues off . Luxurio feares R●taine a seruant fairer then his wife : Nor will L●rella in despair of Life Tell of her side-stitch or the Belly-ake , Le●st she bee said Lucinas ayde to lacke . Who is 't from scourge of Censure can scape free , Yea ( Temperate Nature ) men will jerke at thee ! How suffer some but for a Sanguin Nose ? A Scarlet scone ? when each Logitian knowes 'T is Vertues colour . How enuy some at A Stirrill Chin ? Or a top naked Pate ? Emblem of Truth , and Graces . What reproofe Goes with a Limping Leg ? Or Vulcan Hoofe ? Yea some so farre presume , as to define Knaues , by their Bunch-back's , and their Goggle-eyne When Accidents ( affirmes the Stagerite ) Not Naturall cause no note but in Spirit . Peace then Melampus , peace Albertus , Cocles : Ptolomie , Rasis , and Auerroes . Gall●n , Palemon : hence be silent all , Or prone the cunning Huperphisicall . And all lesse learn'd in Rules of Phisnomy : That Natures notes , holde markes of Infamy . Else ( min●ing Madam's ) why doe we ( alas ! ) Pine at your Pencill and conspiring Glasse ? Your Curles , Purles , P●rriwigs , your Whalebone-wheels ? That shelter all defects from head to heeles . Making but Good what these count Vicious : Yet not iniustly termed odious . To strout in Purple or rich Scarlet dye With siluer bar●es begarded thriftily : To set in print the Haire : Character the Face : Or dye in graine the Ruffe for Visage grace . To clog the Eare with plummets : clag the wrests With Busk-points , Ribbons , or Rebato-Twists : From Barbors tyranny to saue a locke , His Mistris wanton fingers to prouoke : Such Trifles , Toyes : in these sharpe Critti●ks view , Throwes vs in number of the damued Crue . As if a Frounced , pounced , Pale coo'd not , As much Braine couer , as a Stoike cut . Or practicke Vertue , might not lodge as soone Vnder a Silken , as a Cynicke gowne . Fond fond Philosophers : who e're definde Vertue a Habite of the Cloathes but minde ? Tell me ( precisely ) what auailes it ware , A Bongrace Bonnet , Eye-brow shorter Haire ? A Circumcized Ruffe ? Conuerting Eye ? In Sadnesse ? Yes Indeed ? Yea Verily ? To beare a Bible euery Edifying day Of an Armefull , ( beside the Apochriphay ? To carry no more cloath then skin : to show The Stockens worne at Knees , the Shooes at Toe ? If thou but nod at Fryers , Or be tane Cloasly conuerting an impure Queane ? Found in a Morgage , not a minute spare ? Or turne Informer for a demyshare . Who Vertue holdes a bare apparant Good , Makes nothing Vice , that may assume a hood , A vaile of Well , pure honesty no more Then flat Hypocrisie : a painted Whore . Countes nothing more ( when indeed nothing lesse ) Then others mens Opinions Happines . And Vertue ( rare ! ) All thinges to be at End : When euery action needs to Good must tend . Giue me a Genius : a well tempred minde which no Feare vrge : no Syren note can winde From way of Right : that doth all Good approue For no Good else , but for bare Vertues Loue . Whome not Cymerian darknes , more then day : Nor Giges Ring could corrupt any way . A Minde well mou●ted , that will scoffe at Hate , Trample on ●ortune , feircel Incounter Fate , Spurne at the sound of Vulgar praise as base : Spit a defiance in proud Enuyes face : An armed Conscience that dares grapple with A muster of Opinions , in the teeth : Who though a Theater should striue bring out His closest grosest Faults , and all about Set on to barke : durst boldly stand it out . Who thinks to trauerse so vpright the Stage ( Free from Controle ) of this Censorious Age : Or aimes in Action at the Vulgar grace , Of Hydra-Headed multitude , Applause ; Need frame him selfe a Nature that will brooke As many shapes as euer Proteus tooke . To crye God saue you with a Courtly grace , To Kisse the Hand , to lay at Foote the Face : To act the Cros-point Longey sleightly : Is held Affecting Proud Humility . To Vaile the Bonnet : stiffe as Elephant , A Furlong off to cast a Complement : To titch the Brimmes : or scarce to speake at all : Wee stately , scornefull , hatefull Gesture call . And carelesse carriage argues Loues neglect : In best indeauours Critticks finde defect . Let me no oftner then Apollo appeare To Laugh , to skip ( like Phaebus ) once a yeare , To goe more formall then my wonted fashion , Corrected in my Taylours last Edition . To rectifie my Fore-top : or assume , For one nights Reuels a 3. story Plume : ( Though some will La●es we are , and Le●kes as oft , And with a more ( perchance ) Ambitious thought , ) Straight 't is surmised , rumord round about I roare , I score , I lauish , lash it out . Trifle Times Treasure : And keepe open port , To all Companions of licentious sort . When in a day or two , being found alone , Hemmed in the hopefull habite of a Gowne . By me a Plowdon or a Littleton . Lord ! what a new bred fame gins hence to passe , How I am changed from the man I was ? Thus I can expectation falsify : Weary out Censure in vncertainty : Redeeme Time as I list : proue Want of Wit In those that most inuectiue jerke at it : And most precize , of greatest vice condemne . Making my Faults theirs : by Belying them . Know I can Frolique be with ( Fregio ) Court it in Comptest phrase with ( Curio . ) Come deepe the Caster : and Carouce it free . ( As farre as Vertues limites Licence mee . ) In as rich Grograns , Sattins , Tissues , goe As Florence , Carles , Tartary can showe . Meet , and crye farwell , to those spirits bolde By Pistoll tenure that their Liuings holde , Confer with Crop-eard knights ath'post ; heare tell Of Stangate prizes , and of Shooters Hill , Of Brothells , Stewes , of vilest villanies , And learne out Vertue by her contraries . Fond Affectation , to be counted Great , To be The man held : to be pointed at . I eu're neglected . Singularitye May sometimes vertue be : nere Policye . Who is a man of Note ( not this from me ) Is sure ne're to offend in secrecie : To liue in Bondage in Fames Iealosie . T is not the mouthfull of mans breath I care , Nor seuere Censure of strict Critick feare In spite of Enuy , Hate 't was neuer known : But euer Fame will Vertue waite vpon ; And now , when Vertue Vice is held : whome is 't We may not Praise or Dispraise as wee list ? THen ( Snarling curres ) turn to this gaully slyme . Feed on the putrid substance of my Ryme , Heer 's Hotch-pot : Sosse : prouided filling stuffe Shall finde your greedy Censures worke inough . Where if I finde ye ! Or but spie a traine : A fresh haue at yee ( Varlots ) once againe . FINIS .

To his worthy Friend vpon these Satyres . SAtyres in English ? I pray God your fate , Send 's you not into the world too late To proue there may be such : For there ha's bin So much deceit in Satyres , 't is a Sin ( Almost ) to hope for good ones : They who best Haue done , haue onely Dar'd : and more exprest Their Passions , then a Poem . Nay eeuen all Doe but conuert their little Braines to gall : And bee it bitter once they care not then How venomous it be . Which errors when I see , and see how well approu'd they are , 'T is more then miracle , Your's be so farre Distinguished . And that you suruiue to Write , More out of true discerning then of Spite . I. STEPHENS .

THE SECOND BOOKE : OF Satyricall Epigram's .

To his True Friend Tho: Fletcher of LINCOLN'S-INNE Gent: TOM ! ) 't was thy Speeches did me first possesse These scattered E●igramm's deseru'd the Presse . Whose Learned Iudgement , and Loue , I knew such , Might wel Commend , and Command , twice as much . If ( Reader ) then heer 's ought may breed delight , Giue halfe the thankes to him it brought to light . Nor blush not ( Tom ! ) nor blame not ! that I seeme , Thee the halfe-parent of my Booke to deeme . Heer 's nought but Good ( if nothing they mis-scan ! ) Let Critticks , Momus , All , say what they can ! Th' are Good : who doubts it ? not , for ought I know : Yet Good I le sweare : because Thou saist th' are so .

Satyricall Epigram's .

Ad Emptorem . Epig: 1. THese Epigrams thou see'st whose are they ? mine ? No! The Book-binders : buy them , they are thine .

In Thrasonem . Epig: 2. SInce ( Thraso ) met one stoutly in the field , He cracks his Spirit knowes not how to yeeld . Looks big ! Sweares ! stroutes with set-side armes the streets : Yet gently yeelds the wall to all he meets . And to his Friend that askes the reason why ? His Answer 's this : my selfe I grace thereby . For euery one , the common Prouerbe knowes : That All-wayes to the Wall the weakest goes .

Of a Rayling Clyent . Epig. 3. I Call'd one Knaue : who answered : ( Sir ) not so ! The Knaue doth all-way's with the Lawyer goe . How could I well but well approue his speech ? Each Lawyer walkes , his Clyent at his breech .

Of Debt . Epig. 4. TO bee Indebted is a shame ( men say ! ) Then 't is Confessing of a shame , to Pay .

In Medicum . Epig. 5. WHen ( Mingo ) cries How do you sir ! t is thought He Patients wanteth ? & his practic's nought . Wherefore of late now euery one he meeteth , With Sir I 'm glad to see you well hee greeteth . But who 'l beleeue him now , when all can tell The world goes Ill with him when all are Well ?

Against the Accademicks of their abusiue * Ignoramus . Epig. 6. THe Law is in our Hands ! How dare ye then Abusiue bee ? Cause ye are Law-lésse men : Your fault was great ! but wee neglect the same , For ye excuse your Error in the * Name .

In Cornutum . Epig. 7. ONe tolde his wife a Harts-bead he had bought To hang his Hat vpon : and home it brought , To whome his frugall Wife : what needs this care ? I hope ( sweete Hart ) your Head your hat can beare .

No-lawes Reformation . Epig: 8. SInce ( No-law's ) Father did him Counsaile giue And said , hee onely by his Booke must liue : Has bought the Law : and vowes his life to mend , And most on 's time will in his Studdy spend . And ( doubtlesse ) so he meanes , for wot ye why ? Has chang'd his Bed , and doth in 's Studdy lye : How like ye ( No-law ) now ? Is hee not wise ? Thus he is certaine by the Law to Rise .

Of Lucus and his long Haire . Epig: 9. LVcus ) long locks down to his shoulders weares : And why ? He dares not cut them for his Eares .

Francisco's Trauels . Epig: 10. TEn monthes ( I take it ) are not fully gone , Since bolde ( Francisco ) crost the Seas alone . Who late returned ( one would thinke it much ) A compleat Linguist : skilfull in the Dutch. And more ( if you knew all ) for wot yee what ? In the Low-cuntry's hee the French hath got .

Of Braggado and his Valour . Epig: 11. GIue one bad word out comes Braggadoes sword , And sweares ( in rage ) to sheath it in your guts . But draw and stifly stand vnto your word , And gently vp againe his blade he puts . Craues your acquaintance : vowes he loues all such As on their Reputation stand so much . But bee he One that can his wroth containe , He Scornes to strike him ! Hee 'l not strike againe . When will Braggado then his manhood proue ? When he● meets one he doth not scorne , or Loue .

Of Duke and his Imprisonment . Epig. 12. DVke ) lyes for Debt , yet nothing owes he 'l sweare . Beleeu 't , 't is false , as sure as hee Lyes there .

Againe : Of Duke and the Debt . Epig. 13. DVke's not in debt : yee doe him wrong to say it : The Debt is — God knowes whose . His that wil pay it .

( Guido's ) Bounty . Epig. 14. GIft-gobling Guido alwayes , as he takes , Vnto his Friend this hopefull answere makes . I thanke you kindely : You haue beene at cost : But ( if I liue ) you shall not finde it lost . Then can I euer hope to liue and finde Close-fisted Guido in the Giuing minde ? Nor can I thinke guifts lost , though Guido dye ? For who can loose that he doth Giue away ?

Of Lawyers . Epig. 15. SOme , Lawyers praise : & some their sect defame : The first I cann't : the last I will not blame . Nor yet esteeme Those lesse Praise-worthy , when All loue not Vertue : No not most of men . Whome All men Praise I praise him not at all , But rather him a Temporizer call . When Two contend for , what but One must haue , Who can doe Right and eithers fauours saue ? When one mans Losse anothers Game doth make , And Loosers must , and will haue leaue to speake : Then ( Gentle Lawyers , ) thinke it more then well , If the halfe part of men your Praises tell .

To his Fellow Students . Epig. 16. TO Rise by Law , a Life wee couet all : Why ? 'T is Death to vs , by the Law to Fall .

Of Him selfe . Epig. 17. A Friend of mine , ( and yet no friend to mee , ) Comes oft and craues my Epigram's to see . He waighes each word , & highly doth commend 'em And much intreats me to the Presse to send 'em . Thus ( Foole ! ) my Labour's I let him pertake , That Labour 's mee a Foole imprint to make .

Of Phantasmo a Mistris Boaster . Epig. 18. FYe ! fie ( Phantasmo ! ) cease to raise Such Trophaeis in thy Mistris Praise . Shee 's Faire ! what then ? The house most white Seeme Venus Birds most to inuite . And Trees that fairest Fruite doe beare With Stones assaulted oftnest are . Shee 's Pretty● Witty ! cruell Wit , If not Wisdome , Ioyn'd with it ! Shee 's Kinde ! 'T is true ! what better knowne ? What worse ? when Kinde to more then one . Wrong not then my Purest Faire , With this meane this skin compare . Rather by thy Sonnets , seeke , To make her Praises Venus like . How ere she Propper : Faire her Feature : Beleeu't shee 's but a Common creature .

In Sextum . Epig. 19. SExtus ) 6. Pockets weares : 2. for his Vses : The other 4. to Pocket vp Abuses .

Epig. 20. KIt ) I commend thy care of all I know , That p●un'dst thy Cushion for a Pipe of To — Now thou art like ( though not to studdy more ! ) Yet ten-times Harder then thou didst before .

Cynna's Theft . Epig. 21. STolne Fruite is sweete : So cannot Cynna say , That Stole a Wench , and had her tooke away .

Of Luce and her 4. Husbands , 3. of them thus Named , Small , Forman , Middleton . Epig. 22. LVce ) late is left a Wealthy widdow : ( How can it other bee then so ? ) Foure Husbands she hath buryed , Yet would not stick againe to wed , Which on her Hand she thus doth cast : Small , Forman , Middleton : And my Last . ( Counting for euery finger One ) Which all ( God wot ) are dead and gone , Then ( Luce ) beware a Fift to take , Least so a Hand of all you make .

More-dew's Payment . Epig. 23. MOre-dew ) the Mercer ( with a kinde salute ) Would needs intreat my Custome for a Sute . He're Sir ( quoth hee ) for Sattins , Veluets , call : What ere you please , I le take your word for all . I thank't ! Tooke ! Gaue my word ! ( say than ? ) Am I at all indebted to this man ?

Clyms Account . Epig. 24. CLym calls his Wife and reckoning all his neighbors Iust Halfe of them are Cuckolds he auer's . Nay fie ( quoth she ! ) I would they heard you speake You of your selfe it seemes no Reckoning make .

Of Sim , and his speedy Marriage . Epig. 25. SIx months ( quoth Sim ) a Sutor and not sped ? I in a Sennet did both Woe and Bed . Who greene Fruit Loues must take long paines to shake . Thinc was some Downe-fall I dare vndertake .

A Manly Woman the best Wife . Epig. 26. FAire ! manly ! Wise ! Imagine which of these In Wedlock choise would best my fancy please ? Of all : giue me the Woman halfe a Man : So I shall ( happy ) haue but halfe a Woman .

The Womans Answer . Epig. 27. IF Halfe a woman best your Humour fit : 'T were best to marry an Hermophrodite .

Tom's good Fortune in being Rob'd . Epig. 28. TOm ) tels hee 's Rob'd , and counting all his losses , Concludes : All 's gone the world is full of Crosses . If all be gone ( Tom ) take this comfort then , Th' art certaine neuer to haue Crosse agen .

Of Lawyers and Poets . Epig. 29. NO mar'le that Lawyers , rich : Poets , poore liue , One giues to take , the other , takes to Giue .

In Ignotum . Epig. 30. WHat bred a Scholler : borne a Gentleman , Of 5. yeares standing an Oxonian . Of person Proper : of a comely Feature : And shall I basely now turne Seruing-Creature ? ( ●oole ! ) hug thy fortune S'fut't may be thy making A Ladyes proffered Seruice not worth taking ? Who her serues ( sure ) shall be well Borne : ( and more ) One knowne sufficient for the Turne before . The more thy Standing , greater ( Foole ) thy Grace . And thou farre fitter to supply the place . For men in seruing Ladyes much may get , Then men of Best-parts soonest they 'l admit .

In Sprusam . Epig. 31. WHen men speake Baudy knowest thou what 's the matter . ( Sprusa ) so often spitteth ? ( not to flatter ! ) The cause ( I take 't ) is this : Her teeth doe water .

Of the Riming Sculler . Epig. 32. HOrace the Poet , in his Booke reherses , That Water-drinkers neuer make good Verses . Yet I a Poet know , And ( in his Praise ! ) Hee 's one has liu'd by Water all his day's .

Sues Slip. Epig. 33. SVe swore she Lou'd mee : and vow'd faithfully Neuer to match with any but with mee . Now she hath chang'd her minde : and of All men Will none of mee . Hath she not match't mee then ? Tell her she Trifles . Aske but to what end She swore shee Lou'd ? She meant but as a Friend . Aske why Loue tokens she did priuate send ? Still shee replyes : She meant but as a Friend . Aske why sh'Inuited mee to walke alone where she her thoughts more fully did make known Binding with Oathes , Deliuering Hand on that , Sealing with Lippes , In Wttnesse I know what : Casting her selfe downe by mee● where I could And might haue tooke , what Suerty I would . Still blamelesse , shamelesse , Shee will all defend , Saying in all : Shee meant but as a Friend . Then bee Sue such to all her Friends , as mee , I 'ad rather shee my Friend then Wife shu'd bee .

Of Win and her Sutors . Epig: 34. WIn is much wooed to , but not wonne of any : The troth on 't is : She doth admit too many .

Tym's Studiosity . Epig. 35. MArke ye how studious ( Tym ) is turnd of late ? How he breakes Company to meditate ? Does hee but thus continue , certainly , Hee 'l bee ( at least ) a Sargeant , ere hee dye . Hee may doe ( doubtlesse ) much ! yet I can tell , Hee 'l not come neere a Sargeant , by his will .

AEnigma . A Begger once exceeding poore A penny pray'd mee giue him : And deeply vow'd n'ere to aske more : And I , nere more , to giue Him . Next day he Begg'd againe , I gaue , Yet Both of vs our Oathes did saue .

Of an Egregious Whoore. Epig. 36. THy Belly is thy God . I well may say ! All thy care is to serue it Night and Day . Feare then thy God : least ( whil'st thou worship so ! ) He Rise , and Hellish torments put the to .

Of Felo and his Poetry . Epig. 37. FElo ) that lately kist the Gaole , hath got A smacke of Poetry ! yea more then that ! Hee will maintaine none can bee truely said A Poet , that was neere Imprisoned . : No Bird sings sweeter then the Bird in Cage . : And Satyrists ( like Dogs ) ty'd , fiercest rage . Thus will fond ( Felo ) proue by Disputation , That New-gate is the Muses habitation . But how so ? when some there cannot reherse , In a month's Learning , for their Liues a Verse .

To his Vnconstant Mistris . Epig. 38. I Dare not much say when I thee commend , Least Thou bee changed ere my Praises end .

Woman ( quasi ) Woe-man . Epig. 39. HAd I not felt it misery to Woe , I had beene marryed ( certaine ) long agoe . Had I Not marryed , straight ( Moroco ) sayes , I had not once felt Woe in all my dayes . If after Woman as before comes Woe , Woe worth the Man with Woman hath to doe .

For Lawyers . Epig. 40. I Muse that Lawyers feare no more to marry That from their Wiues must all the Terme-time tarry . O Sir ! If Termely absence breeds the Feare , How many Frights each Lawyer , in a yeare ?

Speudall's Pollicie . Epig. 41. NOuerint Vniuersi per prae — Thus began ( Notario ) read , ere hee 'd his Coyne forgoe . Holde ( cryes young Spendall : ) S'fut you marre all man ! By any meanes my Father must not know . For any money I 'de not haue it so .

Of Liber too wary to Thriue . Epig. 42. LIber ) is late set vp , and wanteth Custome . Yet great resort hath got : but hee 'l not Trust 'em . Is not his Loue vnto his Friend the greater ? Hee 'l want himselfe , ere hee 'l see him a Debtor .

In Lesbiam , ingratam . Epig. 43. WHy I should Loue thee I no Reason see : Then Out of Reason ( Lesbia ) I Loue thee .

Sir Hughes mistake . Epig. 44. IN Marriage , Woman promise makes : To serue her Husband all her Life . Hence comes it that Sir Hugh mistakes : Tha● vses Seruants as his Wi●e . And further yet the sence doth wrest , Louing Her most that serues him best .

In Pontum . Epig. 45. POntus comes Posting almost euery day , And cryes How doe you Sir ? Come , what 's the play ? Who doubts but much his labour hee hath lost , I nere coo'd tell , no more then coo'd the Post.

In Milonem . Epig: 46. MIlo ) much blames mee , that in all my Verse , I nothing in my ●istris Praise reherse . Know I haue Volumes , and wou'd ( I confesse . ) But can not get consent of Her to Presse .

Of Wine . Epig. 47. PHysitians ) Wine at Spring-Time poyson call ; I hold ! It neuer hurteth but i th' Fall .

In Presbiterum . Epig. 48. PResbyter ) that of late his Parish crost , By his loose Liuing , hath his Liuing lost . And will turne Begger : hoping by his Wittes , To raise a Benefice from Benefitts Foole ! Studdy better , better meanes to liue . To Learned B●ggers , rate , or ne're men giue . Where Art and Pouerty together dwell , 'T is shrowdly to bee fear'd all is not well . Men doe by Beggiug Liuings get ( we see ! ) Yet few get Liuings by their Beggery .

In Ignotum . Epig. 49. A Cornish Citizen came to his Wife , Swore he had beene in danger of his life . How man ( quoth shee ! ) Faith pointing but at One Counted the arrant'st Cuckold in the Towne . Nay Lord ( quoth shee ! ) wha● meant you Man to say it ? Fye you forget your Selfe too bad , be quiet .

The Iealous Man . I Care : I Feare : I Vexe full sore : To Know of what would Vexe mee more .

The Wittall . I Know my Fate , and that must beare , And since I Know I need not Feare .

Epig. 50. HOw can ( Sir Amorous ) in his sute speede ill , That hath his Mistris , euery where at Will. Then worke thy Will of her , for know , of Olde , Tayle Tenure hath been held the surest holde .

Incerti Authoris Of a Bald-man . Epig. 51. THy Haires , and sinnes , no man may aequall call , For as thy Sinnes increase thy Haires doe Fall .

An Answer to the same . Epig. 52. YEs : If thy Haires fall , as thy Sinnes increaese , Both will ere long proue aequall , Numberlesse .

In Philippum . Epig: 53. CAll Phillip , Flat-nose , straight ●ee frets thereat ! And yet this Phillip hath a Nose , that 's Flat .

To his Ingenious Friend Will : Goddard of his Booke intituled : Waspes . Epig. 54. TRue Epigrams most fitly likned are To Waspes , that in their taile a sting must beare . Thine being Waspes . I say , ( who'st will repine ! ) They are not Epigrams are not like Thine .

Amor ex visu . Of a Blind-man , Louing . Epig. 55. IF Loue comes but by Sight : ( as true we finde . ) Then needs must ( Caeco ) see : for he is Blinde .

Maxima amicitia inter aequales . The Younger Brother to the Elder . Epig. 56. IF Amongst aequals greatest Friendship bee , Our Loue was Best in our minoritie . When as this mutuall Lesson wee were taught , To bee as Equall branches from One graft . Then did wee Goe and Grow alike , as One , No Difference had in Education . So our Affections Sympathiz'd in all , That no euent could come but mutuall . So Neare so Deare , we both did Loue and Liue , That each ones Breath to each might Being giue , What more ? So Life , and Loue , in all did linke vs , That One that knew vs both , both one wou'd thinke vs● Which in our Father bred this foule mistake , Who gaue One all , and so did Difference make .

Vaitas non est numerus . Epig. 57. ROme for ( Reuersio : ) there 's but One , I le sweare Betwixt him and 5. hundred a Yeare . O happy , thrice ( Reuersio ) if that One , ( As none a Number ) thou coo'dst number none !

Againe : Vnus Homo nullus homo . Epig. 58. ONe Man is no man : Proue that if you can , ( Reuersio ) you for euer make a Man .

Natura nihil agit frustra . Against Painted Women . Epig. 59. MOst are of minde that Women are lesse Faire , And more Deformed : then of Olde they were . True ! else In vaine woo'd Nature labour take . To giue them Beauty , that can Beauty make .

To his Hearts conciled Honor. . THen Thee , the Goddesse did Diuinely frame . For her Art's glory , and these Artists shame .

In Amicam dotem quaerentem . Epig. 60. ( — ) Loues me , and woo'd wed , but wot ye what ? Vnlesse I make her Ioynture shee will not . And what s this Ioynture ? A future Estate : Purchast by Prouidence , possest by Fate . Whereon to Hopes vnkindnesse , griefe t' inioy , A Sin , to wish for , in it selfe a toy . A meerly neerl' Inuention , onely fit To part false hearts , and not to Ioyne on it . Then ( — ) on Ioynture doe not so much stand , All faithfull Louers are not borne to Land . It breeds Distrust : Inferres suspition Of other dislikes , to dislike ther on . For was thy Loue , so firme as mine ! with me Thou 'dst thinke no other but to liue and dye . Yet bee 't as 't will ! ere I le my Loue forgoe , For want of what I need not : this I le doe , Take mee ! I le play th' Good-husband , and I will Both Day and Night bee getting for thee still . And what I get ( and I will get for Life , ) Dying Ile wholly leaue vppon my Wife . If this contents not ! marke then what I le say , Dues must not bee demaunded till the Day . Let ( — ) then Iustly Ioyne me to her now , And then aske Ioynture when it shall grow Due .

Of a Lawyer and a Physitian , which the Better man . Epig. 61. A Quaint Physitian that had tooke Degree , Like in his Habite : aequall in his Fee . Being a man of Vniuersall grace , Contended with a Lawyer for the place : Sir ( quoth ‛ Physitian ) I am One you know That before Lords and Ladyes vse to goe . My Life secure , voide of seditious strife . Not one dares once molest me , for his Life . I of● am sent for , ( Lawyer then bee se'd ) And haue to doe , with Ladyes in their bed . Lawyer . Be Patient ( D●ctor , ) And take this from mee , T is no● your Grace : like Habite : aequall Fee : Nor Priuiledges all : ( say what you can ) May make you bee , or seeme the better man : I ( as Apollo ) am the God , to whome All Countryes croutching doe for Counsaile come . Iudge then my state ! how Honored I liue : How Liberall : Counsaile vnto all I Giue : How Honest , That am sought too : free from Hate When men will trust mee with ●heir whole estate . No ●ot the statelyest Lady in the Land , Will sticke ●o put her Case into my hand : Goe to our Practise ! ( for my Countries care ) I most am sturing where Contentions are . You in Infections , and Diseases ●aining , Make out of O●hers losse and Hurt , your gaining . I to suppresse Deceit , Truth 's Causes vrge : You , Humours to exhale , with Glisters purge . Mistake not Doct●r then , and you shall finde , It is your Office for to come behinde .

Of 2. Painters contending for Preeminence in their Art. Epig. 62. TWo Painters on a time at variance fell , Which might each other in his Art excell . One thinking straight to end so vaine a strife , Pluckes forth the curious Picture of his Wife , Swearing if ought of his could this surpasse , Hee , of the Two the better Artist was : The other more Learned in Philosophie , Saves All compares must amongst aequalls bee . Now then ( if this must the Contention end ) You of necessity your Wife must lend . Then let me presently her with me take , And I her Image shall more Liuely make . Let no suspition cause you to deny her , I le make it speedily : And send it by her . This done ! The Artist cunningly did bid her , Before him stand , as when her Husband did her . Who speedily his Pencill forth did plucke , And close himselfe vnto his worke betooke . So Iustly Her hee fitted euery where , She swore her Husband could not him come neere . : No better Iudge then , can I haue , nor Will , : Goe home and tell thy Husband of my Skill . At whose returne the Good-man ( fond to know ) Askt her the Ensigne of his Art to show . ( Quoth she ) this time the Ground he onely laide . It shall in time bee perfected ( hee saide ) Oft was he vrgent , ( and woo'd Answer none , ) From day to day hee 'd aske ( What ha's hee done ? ) It chanced so that in some 10. Months after . Shee was deliuered of a goodly Daughter . So like in all , to th' Mother was this Elfe , That none could thought bee mother but herselfe . Which Borne , she tooke , and to her Man did send it Loe heere my Picture : Trie if you can mend it .

FINIS .

To the worthy Author vpon these Epigrams . LEt me not whilst I praise an Epigram , Deserue a Satyre : Let not me who am As nice in praising as dispraisi●g still , Commend your worke as trading Poets will : For then I might praise Bookes I neuer read , Bookes sencelesse , at least not Interpreted , And sweare I know them good . Thus many doe Commend and yet maintaine , their credits too● Which , my poore Innocence hath much admir'd , Till I perceiu'd these Poets who are hir'd , In all respects are Shop-keepers : And they Grow Bankroupts , if forsworne but once a day : So these in wit grow beggerly whose sloath Hath nothing but a Wager , or an Oath To proue their owne or other mens desert : And did not my per-vsall now conuert My Iudgement to consider what I praise : I might ( as they ) approue , and many wayes Recant hereafter : But I giue them leaue To Write vpon me , when they shall perceiue Such scorn'd Inconstancie ; and if they please To doo 't in Epigrams , Let them first learne These . Which if they can learne , they may truely boast , They haue aduantage gotten with the most . IO: STEPHENS .

THE Third Booke of Humours : Intituled Notes from BLACK-FRYERS .

Epigram . To his Lou : Chamber-Fellow , and nearest Friend NAT: GVRLIN Of Lincolnes-Inne Gent. NAT ) Counsaile me I ( faith ! ) what wod'st haue me doe ? My priuate Notes produce in publique view ? Tush ! mooue me not : yet ( doubtles ) t is rare stuffe And may Take , why not ? if so ! Good inough . How ere ( Nat ) Patronize it , thou canst tell , ( If ought mislike : ) I meant , and wish all well . Then , Good : or Bad : heer ( Sirs ! ) on liking take it : If Good , 't is I : If Bad : 't is you that make it .

Notes from Black-Fryers . WHat ( friend Philemo ) let me thy corpes Imbrace So jumpe met in this vnfrequented place ? Then , faith ! ' lets Frolique't : pre'thee what s the Play ( The first I visited this twelue monthes day . ) ( They say ) A new Inuented Toy of Purle That ieoparded his Necke , to steale a Girle Of 12 : And ( lying fast impounded for 't ) Hath hither sent his Beard , to Act his part . Against all those in open Malice bent , That would not freely to the Theft consent . Faines all to 's wish , and in the Epilogue , Goes out applauded for a famous — ) Now hang me if I did not looke at first , For some such stuffe by the fond peoples thrust . Then stay ! I le see 't , and sit it out ( what ere ) Had I at comming forth tooke a G●ister : Had Fate fore-read me in a Croude to dye : To bee made Adder-deafe with P●ppin-crye . Come● let 's bethink our selue● what may be found : To deceiue Time with , till the second sound : Out with these matches fore-runners of Smoake , This Indian pastime I could neuer brooke . SEe ( Captaine Martio ) he i th' Renounce me Band , That in the middle Region doth stand Woth ' reputation steele ! Faith ! le ts remoue . Into his Ranke , ( if such discourse you Loue ) Hee 'l tell of Basilisks , Trenches , Retires● Of Pallizadoes , Parepets , Frontires : Of Caluerins , and Baricadoes too : What to bee Harquebazerd : to lye in Perdue : How many men a Souldier ought to slay For a Lieutenant-ship : or Twelue month Pay . Hee 'l read a Lecture ( by his skill exceeding ) Of Reputation : when it lyes a Bleeding : When Titcht : when Ingaged : when quite Dead : : How none may euer Fight once Baffled . What satisfaction for the Lye : and when Quarrels are mortall : when Seconds may come in . Then of the Nether-lands ! what Passes there : What stout Performances : wherein hee 'l sweare As many weekely fall but for the Lye , As did in hottest time of Sicknesse dye . Last for his Manhood : how in furie ( crost ) For a false reckoning once he slew his Host. And late in England , ( since his comming o're ) Into the Channell flung an Oyster-whore . For taking th' wall of him : seeme but to doubt ( The least ) of these : straight he will plucke ye out Handfuls of Reputation : gain'd of those That dared not his Valour counterpose . But wronging him : and call'd to account for 't In Satisfaction from their Hands woo'd part . Which he puts vp , and gloriously puts forth In Ordinaries to proclaime his worth , Thinking to get ( what common sence denyes ) Credit : by Pocketting vp Iniuryes . Then Learne of him , he 'l teach you how yee might Be counted Valiant , and neuer Fight . LOok next to him too , One we both know well , ( Sir Iland Hunt ) a Trauailer that will tell Of stranger Things then Tatterd Tom ere li't of , Then Pliny , or Heroditus e're writ of : How he a remnant lately brought with him Of Iacobs Ladder from Ierusalem : At the Barmodies how the Fishes fly . Of Lands inriched by a Lottery . Of Affricke , AEgypt : with strange Monsters fild , Such as nere Noahs Arke : nere Eden held . And rarer Rarities , then all of these : Iust now to bee discouered ( if yee please ! ) Such as woo'd make a Blind-man fond to see ; Conuicted Gallants loose their hopes and flie , Most younger Brothers sell their Lands to buy , Guyanian Plumes : like Icarus to fly . BVt stay ! see heere ( but newly Entred , ) A Cheapside Dame , by th' Tittle on her head ! Plot ( Villain ! ) plot ! Let 's lay our heads together ! We may deuise perchance to get her hither . ( If wee to-gether cunniningly compact ) Shee 'l holde vs dooing till the Latter Act. And ( on my life ) Inuite vs Supper home , Wee 'l thrust hard for it , but wee 'l finde her rome , Heer Mis — ( pox on t ! she 's past , she 'l not come ore , Sure shee 's bespoken for a box before . KNowest thou yo● world of fashions now comes in In Turkie colours carued to the skin . Mounted Pelonianly vntill hee reeles , That scornes ( so much ) plaine dealing at his heeles . His Boote speakes Spanish to his Scottish Spurres , His Sute cut Frenchly , round bestucke with Burres . Pure Holland is his Shirt , which proudly faire , Seemes to out-face his Doublet euery where , His Haire like to your Moor's or Irish Lockes , His chiefest Dyet , Indian minced Dockes . What Countrey may-game might wee this suppose , Sure one woo'd thinke a Roman by his Nose . No! In his Habite better vnderstand , Hee is of England by his Yellow Band. NOw Mars defend vs ! seest thou who comes yonder ? Monstrous ! A Woman of the masculine Gender . Looke ! thou mayst well descry her by her groath , Out , point not man ! Least wee be beaten both . Eye her a little , marke but where shee 'l goe , Now ( by this hand ) into the Gallants Roe . Let her alone ! What ere she giues to stand , Shee 'l make her selfe a gayner , By the Hand . WHat think'st thou of yon plumed Dandebrat , Yon Ladyes Shittle-cocke , Egyptian Rat : Yon Musk-ball , Milke-sop : yon French Sincopace : That Vshers in , with a Coranto grace . Yon Gilded March-pane : yon All Verdingall , This is the Puppet , which the Ladyes all Send for of purpose and solicite so To daunce with them . Pray ( Sir ) a step or two . A Galliard or a I●gg : Pox on t ! cryes hee , That ere I knew this Toyling fa●ulty . Yet marke ! No sooner shall the Cornets blow , But ye shall haue him skipping too and fro . A Stoole and Cushion ! Enter Tissue slop ! Vengeance ! I know him well , did he not drop Out of the Tyring-house ? Then how ( the duse ) Comes the mishapen Prodig●ll so spruse , His year's Reuenewes ( I dare stand vnto 't , ) Is not of worth to purchase such a Sute . Tush ! is it now to question Gallantry , When No-land for a rich Gra●uity , May Seale as deepe as can Auaro's Heire , That may d●spend fiue hundred a yeare ? When Tradesmen take by whole sale all they can , Venting it out , on day , to any Man . And then thems●lu●s for Twelu-pence in the pound , Will in the payment of the Debt be bound And escape free by Breaking . This an age To feare preferment ? When a Rascall Page An Ab●ect ou●side shall presume to Woe Rich bruted ( Cashia : ) and hope better too , Then hee that of the Of-scums of his Braine , Can a man better then the ( Vice ) maintaine . ( Tut ! 't is the Mothers plot ! Now she shall see The Court sometimes ! Oh Carnall Pollicy ! ) Then who in Studdy woo'd spend Time in vaine ? Omit youth's pleasures for a fruitlesse paine ? Or for an Ay●ie puffe of Enuy'd Praise , Liue bound to th' Good-behauiour all his dayes . Hang 't ! Let 's be Iouiall ! Braue it whilst we can ! What s Coyne ordain'd for , but the vse of Man ? To Borrow is a Vertue , when to Lend , Is to beget an euerlasting freind : And may a man haue more said in his grace , Then to bee Credited in euery place ? Hee 's not a Gentleman I dare maintaine , Whose Word runnes not as Current as his Coyne . A Pipe heere ( Sirra ) no Sophistocate . ( Villain ) the best : what ere you prize it at . Tell yonder Lady , with the Yellow fan , I shall be proude to Vsher her anon : My Coach stands ready . Lord how me thinkes I long ! To carue the inside of a dry'd Neats-tong . England cannot afford a kinder relish , For Backragg , Deale , or your more pleasing Renish When shall we make a pleasant cut to Douer , In a mad merry Humor ? And send ouer ? A Laugh shall rouz the Hage : shake Lesbon walls : And raise in Armes the fearfull Portugalls . Say Gallants ( faith ) shall 's neuer see the day , When wee shall Fish-street once againe suruey . A butterd Crab or Lobsters leg to get , O Venus ! How a Life I sauour it ? Who woo'd not all his Land spend had hee more , Then in a day a Kite could hoouer ore . T' inioy the pleasant Harmony that wee Finde in this Microcosme , Man's societie . When all is gone , t is weaknesse to dispaire , Are there not wealthy Widdowes eu'ry where . Ambitious Sick , woo'd part from all their Good , To crowne their latter dayes with a French-hoed ? Are there not Pates , in strange discoueries teaching where mountains are of Gold ? s'fut , t is but fetching ! Twenty such Fetches hath the ( Sharke ) to moue Gallants of the first Head , but to approue His swaggering Humor , vowes that all he spends , He getteth brauely by his Fingers ends . There 's not a Cheap side Mercer ( if he looke ) That will not sweare to 't deeply on his booke . No noted No●ary in Cornwell row , But is subscribed Witnesse there too . Silkmen , Haberdashers , Tradesmen all : Inamor'd on him , for his Custome call , And he takes all of them● But woe to him If he bee taken but by one of Them . : W' Ant it for Women woe shu'd all be men . I cannot present better instance , then In yon Spruse Coxcombe , yon Affecting Asse , That neuer walkes without his Looking-glasse , In a Tobacco box , or Diall set , That he may priuately conferre with it . How his Band jumpeth with his Peccadilly , Whether his Band●strings ballance equally : Which way his Feather wagg's : And ( to say truth ) What wordes in vtterance best become his mouth . Oh! Hadst thou yesterday beheld the Valour I saw him exercising on his Taylour . How , out of measure , hee the Ruscall beat , Not fitting to his minde his Doublet . Lord ! how I laught to see the witlesse Noddy , Du●st not reply , he meant it to his Body . See Villain , Rogue ! ( And in he shrinks his brest ) Oh Heauens ! Too wide a handfull at the least , Straight it is Cut ! And then proues ( being try'd ) As much too little on the other side . But what skil't● Hee 'l haue an attractiue Lace , And Whalebone-bodyes , for the better grace . Admit spare dyet , on no sustnance feed , But Oatmeale , Milke , and crums of Barly-bread . Vse Exercise vntill at last hee fit : ( With much adoe ) his Body vnto it . Hee 'l not approach a Tauerne , no nor drinke ye To saue his life Hot-water , ( wherefore thinke ye , ) For heating's Liuer Which some may suppose Scalding hote , by the Bubbles on his Nose . Hee 'l put vp any publique foule disgrace . Rather then hazzard cutting of his Face . If in his Element you 'd haue the ( Foole ! ) Aske him when he came from the Dauncing-schoole Whereas much Leather he doth dayly waste In the French Cringe , which Ieremy brought last . And more , then Coriat ( I dare maintaine ) In going to the Alpes and backe againe . Whereof , that all the world may notice take , See! euery step an Honor hee doth make That Ladyes , may denote him with their Fan , As he goes by , with a Lo: Hee 's the man . IS 't not a thing to bee admired at That any man should Sing himselfe in debt . Then who 'd not giue as willingly a groate , To heare ( Fantasticks ) admirable note ? : As see a Mandrake , or a Sea-monster : : Edwards blade : with the Tombes at Westminster . The Eagle at the Tower : St. Iames's Rarityes : The Estrich , or Beauer , that woo'd worrey Trees ? ( Amorous Fantasticke ) that did neuer ayme at A smaller Rise , then Ela in the Gamat . That ne're conuersed but with men of Note , Your Crotchet Pate , and your Organick Throat . Neuer Ambitious more then to be able , But to attaine vnto a Chamber Treble . Wondrous proficient ! See how the Gentlewomen Throng to his Chamber doore , but dare not come in , Why ? least he rauish them ! Tush ! Laugh ye not , H 'as done ( I wosse ) as great exploites as that . ( Or else he cracks ) the sweetnesse of his voyce Ore-heard of Ladyes , hath procur'd him choyse Of Matches : Noble , Rich: but hee 'l not meddle , And why ( I pray ? ) for cracking of his Treble . No● bee'l with better industry make tryall , If ●ee can Match his Treble to the V●oll . Gainst when , hee hath proclaim'd throughout the Citty , To A●l your Witts , an Angell for a Ditty : Faith ! was he heere wee 'd bargain for a Rime , And heere he comes . So truely he keepes Time . BVt h'st ! with him Crabbed ( Websterio ) The Play wright , Cart-wright : whether ? either ! ho — No further . Looke as yee'd bee look't into : Sit as ye woo'd be Read : Lord ! who woo'd know him ? Was euer man so mangl'd with a Poem ? See how he drawes his mouth aw●y of late , How he scrubs : wrings his wrests : scratches his Pa●e . A Midwife ! helpe ? By his Braines coitus , Some Centaure strange : some huge Bucephalus , Or Pallas ( sure ) ingendred in his Braine , Strike Vulcan with thy hammer once againe . This is the Crittick that ( of all the rest ) I 'de not haue view mee , yet I feare him least , Heer 's not a word cursi●ely I haue W●i● , But hee 'l Industriously examine it . And in some 12. monthes hence ( or there about ) Set in a shamefull sheete , my errors out . But what care I it will be so obscure , That none shall vnderstand him ( I am sure . ) Others may chance ( that know me not a right , ) Report ( iniuriously ) all my delight , And strength of studdy I doe wholly bend To this Losse-labour and no other end . To these I wish my scandald Muse reply In as plaine tearmes as may bee 'T is a lye . Heer 's but Pate-pastime : Play-house Obseruation , Fruits of the vacants howers of a Vacation . Then ( say all what they can ) I am sure of this , That for Play-time it is not spent amisse , Semel insaniuimus omnes . Once wee haue all Beene Iouiall . FINIS

To his worthy Friend , H.F. vpon his Notes from BLACK-FRYERS . HAd the Black-Fryers beene still vn-suppressd , I cannot thinke their Cloysters had bin blessd With better contemplations : Seeing now Lesse may be gleand from Puritanes then you Haue gathered from the Play-house . And I must ( Though 't bee a Players vice to be vniust , To Verse not yeelding coyne ) let Players know They cannot recompence your labour : Though They grace you with a Chayre vpon the Stage , And take no money of you nor your Page . For now the Humours which oppresse Playes most , Shall ( if the owners can feele shame ) be lost : And when they so conuerted doe allow , What they dislik'd once , Players must thanke you , And Poets too : for both of them will saue Much in true Verse , which hisses might depraue : Since you haue so refin'd their Audience , That now good Playes will neuer neede defence . IO: STEPHENS .

Epilogue . The Author for Himselfe . I Am no Poet ! ( yet I doe not know Why I should not : or why I should be so , ) I can ( I must confesse ) a Metre s●an : And Iudge of Verses as an other man . I haue been Trayn'd vp'mongst the Muses : ( more ! ) The sacred Name of Phaebus I adore . Yet I no Poet am ! ( I 'de haue ye know ) I am no Poet ( as the world goes now . ) : My Muse cannot a Note so poorly frame . : As Inuocate a Penny-Patrons name . : I cannot speake and vnspeake ( as I list : ) : Exchange a sound friend for a broken Iest : : Conferre with Fountaines : or conuerse with Trees . : Admit in my discourse Hyperbolyes . I cannot highly praise Those highest are Because they sit in Honours lofty chayre . Nor make their States in Sonnets happy knowne , Being ( perchance ) lesse happy then mine owne . I cannot sing my Mistris shee is Faire : Tell her of her Lilly Hand : her golden Haire , Fetch a Comparison ( beyond the Moone , ) To proue her constant in Affection . : I dare not Her so much as Louely call : : Or say I haue a Mistris at all . : Why ? Ere too morrow , she will changed bee● : And leaue me laught at for my Poetry . Had I of Scoggins Crowes writ : or set out In Womans Praises what I was about . I am perswaded ( yet I cannot tell ) I had a Poet prou'd against my will . Yet ( ye vnproued good ) blame not because I yet as ( doubtfull on your merits ) pause . I will produce and Patronize it too : Finde I but one amongst so many true . But Faine I cannot , heere is not a word , Which I dare not maintaine true with my sword . Poets men Lyers call . If so ! Then ( know it ) Hee is a Poet , doth mee call a Poet.

Post-script to his Book-binder . STationer ) A Good turne to thee I owe : Heere ! I will pay thee now in Folio . But stay ! Not soe : that I woo'd haue thee pu● Mee in the Folio : or the Quarto cut . Rather contriue mee to the Smallest size , Least I bee eaten vnder Pippin-pyes . Or in th' Apothicaryes shop bee s●ene To wrap Drugg's : or to dry Tobacco in . First ( might I chuse ) I would be bound to wipe , Where he discharged last his Glister-pipe . The Character I care not , Great , or Small , So I bee plainly vnderstood of all . Onely preserue mee from the sight of Those , That cannot but must Read me in the Nose . ●he●●are to cast mee : not i th' Learned Ro● , ●eas● I the Learned censure vndergoe . Nor lay me with s●ald Poets least I titch , And so become infected with Their itch . Let not each Pesant , each Mecannick Asse , That neer knew further then his Horn-booke crosse . Each rauin - Rusticke : each illiterate Gull : Buy of my Poesie , by pocket full . Bookes like made-Dishes may for Daintyes goe , Yet will not euery pallate taste 'em so : Then were it good , I should inioyne the Sell. Mee vnto none but those that loue me well . If any Puff-paste , Bumbaste Iobernole , Wrapt in the Hangings of a Brokers-stall . A halfe - Nose : or a Carbonado'd face : Of a suspitious subtill Serpents pace . Trust to a Basket-hilt : chances to drop , But for a Resting-roome into thy shop . And catches in his fatall hand my Rime . To lurke in it , vntill hee see his Time . Thrust him out head-long , for ( beleiue him not ) Now ( by the Mace ) it is a Counter plot . If thou behold a Courtcast Satten-show , Fallen from the Fashion a Degree or two . One as goes purueying vp and downe for Tales , ●o Iest his hungry stomacke into meales . ●hat with a merry pocket - Pamphlet will , ●or a weeke after Laugh his Belly full . ●end him to Sojourne with Duke Humfrey , ●et him starue ere hee get a bitt of mee . ●east lying ( Read ) neglected in his Slop , ●bee conueyed vnto the Brokers-shop . Or by his theeuish Page discouered : Quickly conuerted into Ginger-bread . If any Younger Brother , that noe more ●ath then a Daggle-tayl'd Sheep-skin kept in store : ●hose Annuall fleece will but bare meanes afford , ●nd with the Echer of his Brothers bord . That sits a Ledger at his Fathers Table : My Booke woo'd fondly purchase : ( hardly able , ) To win , the presence by the Fiers side , Of Mrs. Sis , or Sue the Dary-maide . Or cho●ke the Rusticke Leather-lobs with laughter Bid him goe studdy how to liue hereafter : Read where more sollid substance hee may get To Liue vpon , or learne to goe in Debt . Ye , ye , Braue Gallants : Patrons of liuely mirth : Ye , the young hopefull Land-Lords of the Earth : The youth of youth ! That read most liberally , More out of Pastime then necessity . Yee worthy Worthyes ! None else ( might I chuse ) Doe I desire my Poesie peruse . ●or to saue charges : ere the Playes begin : Or when the Lord of Libertie comes in . And if a Booke must needs a Patron haue , Yours is the onely Patronage I craue . Orhers I wish the Stationer fore-warne , With a Hand 's off : It is not for your turne . FINIS .