To the worshipful our good benefactor In all lamentable manner, most humbly beseecheth your good worship, wee the miserable multitude of very poore distressed prisoners, in the hole of Woodstreet Counter, in nomber fifite poore men, or thereabouts, ying vpon the bare boordes, still languishing in great neede, ... This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A21915 of text S3779 in the English Short Title Catalog. Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 9KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 2 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 B16435

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To the worshipful our good benefactor .

IN all lamentable manner , most humbly beséecheth your good Worship , wée the miserable multitude of very poore distressed prisoners , in the hole of Woodstréet Counter , in nomber Fiftie poore men , or ther●abouts , ying vpon the bare boordes , still languishing in great neede , colde an● miserie , who , by reason of this daungerous and troublesome time , be almost ●●mished and hunger starued to death : others very sore sicke and diseased fo●●●nt of reliefe and sustenance , by reason of the great number which dayly incr●●seth , dooth in all humblenes , most humbly beséech your good Worship , euen for gods sake , to pitie our poore lamentable and distressed cases . And nowe ●●l●e to relieue , and comfort vs with your christian and godly charitie against this holie and blessed time of Easter . And wee , according to our bounden duties , do , and will , dayly pray vnto Almighty God , for your long life , and happy prosperitie .

We humbly pray , your christian and godly charitie to be sent vnto vs by some of your seruants .
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A proper new balad in praise of my Ladie Marques , Whose death is be wailed , To the tune of new lusty gallant . LAdies I thinke you maruell that I writ no mery report to you , And what is the cause I court it not So merye as I was wont to dooe , Alas I let you vnderstand , It is no newes for me to show , The fairest flower of my garland Was caught from court a great while a goe . For vnder the roufe of sweete Saint Paull , There lyeth my Ladie buryed in Claye , Where I make memory for her soule , With weepinge eyes once euerye daye , All other sightes I haue for got , That euer in court I ioyed to see : And that is the cause I court it not , So mery as I was wont to be . And though that shee be dead and gone , Whose courting need not to be tolde , And natures mould of fleshe and bone , Whose lyke now liues not to be holde , Me thinkes I see her walke in blacke , In euery corner where I goe : To looke if anie bodie do lacke , A frend to helpe them of theyr woe . Mee thinkes I see her sorowfull teares , To princelye state approching nye Mee thinkes I see her tremblinge feares , Leste anie her suites shulde hit a wrie , Mee thinkes she shuld be still in place Apitifull speaker to a Queene , Be wailinge every poore mans case , As many a time shee hath ben seene . Mee thinkes I see her modeste mood Her comlie clothig plainlie clad , Her face so sweete her cheere so good , The courtlie countenance that shee had But chefe of all mee thinkes I see , Her vertues dentie daie by daie , Homblie kneeling one her knee As her desire was still to praie . Mee thinkes I cold from morow to night Do no thing ells with verie good will , But spend the time to speake and writte : The praise of my good ladies still Though reason saith now she is dead Go seeke and sarue as good as shee It will not sinke so in my head That euer the like in courte will bee . But sure I am ther liueth yet , In court a dearer frinde to mee , Whome I to sarue am so vn fit , I am sure the like will neuer bee , For I with all that I can dooe , Vnworthie most maie seeme to bee To vndoo the lachet of her shooe , Yet will I come to courte and see . Then haue a mongste ye once a gaine , Faint harts faire Ladies nouer win , I trust ye will consider my payne , When any good Venison cometh in , And gentill Ladies I you praie , If my absentinge breede to blame , In my behalfe that ye will saie , In court is remedie for the same . {quod} . W. Elderton . Finis .

Imprinted at London in Fletestreat beneath the Conduit , at the signe of S. Iohn Euangelist , by Thomas Colwell .

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A New Ballad against vnthrifts . When raging louts with feble braines , moste wilfully wyl spend awaye : And eke comsume more thē their gaines , in riotyng al the longe day . And spend with him that wil spend moste : yet of their gaine they need not boste . When drunken Drunkerds will not spare , the Alehous daily for to plye : But sit and tipple there full square , and to their gaines wil haue no eye . Nor will not cease I warrant ye : so long as they haue one penny . When rufling roisters wil bestowe , vpon thir backs suche fine aray : And be not wurth that whiche they owe , falling therby in to decay . Yet wil they set theron a face : And bragge and crake it out a pace . When liuely lads wil plye the dice , consuming there away their good : No man wil count them to be wice , but rather to be mad or wood . For when that all their money is gone : then are they dressed like a mome . When lasie loiterers will not wurk : and honestly their liuings get : But had rather in corners lurk , then that they wold with labor swet . Therfore no welth they can attain : but liue in trouble and in pain . When doting doltes wil enterprise , to wurk suche feates as I haue tolde : Not ceassing for to exercise , worse deeds then those with courage bold . Then some do lay their cotes to gage : til that they haue receiued their wage . Then some the Counter oft doo kisse , if that the money be not paid : Or if that they their day doo misse , for whiche to gage their Cote was laid . Yet wil they not by this take heed : but stil continew to proceed . Then some therby their credit lose so that no wise man wil them trust : Wherfore they can no lenger glose , but rub and reuel not they must . For whersoeuer they become : they are not so wel trust as knowne . Then some at length do beg their bread , who if in time they had been wise : Might wel haue had inough to fed , them selues , their children & their wiues : But when that all is gone and spent : it is to late then to repent . Then some to pilfer doo begin , but assone as they be espied : With whips they are laid on the skin , at a carts ars being wel tied . But al this can not those amend : that wil doo mischefe to the end . Then some proceed to rob and kyl , counting al fish that comes to net : And yf that they might haue their wil , for right or wrong they wuld not let . Til at the last they fall in bands : and can not escape out of hands . Then some at Newgate doo take ship , sailing ful fast vp holborne hil : And at Tiborn their anckers piche , ful sore in deed against their wil . But then it is to late I say : to cal againe the yester day . Wherfore al ye that vse this trade , leaue of betimes yf ye be wise : Lest that perchaunce this way ye wade , ful sore against your owne deuise . For heer ye see the end of suche : as litle haue and wil spend muche . quoth . W. F. Finis .

Imprinted at London at the long shop adioining vnto Saint mildreds Churche in the Poultry , by Iohn Alde .