IDENTILIN$$ F00100G| 1669 (CtY)|pp.118-21\JSC\mf\10-9-96\P&C:mvf\(L,Mathews)\10-23-06\P&C:MEL\TxAM\10-17-07 001.00G.HE1 %XS%9atyr%0 I. 001.00G.001 A%+Way thou changeling motley humorist, 001.00G.002 Leave me, and in this standing wooden chest, 001.00G.003 Consorted with these few books, let me lye 001.00G.004 In prison, and here be coffin'd, when I dye. 001.00G.005 Here are Gods Conduits, grave Divines; and here 001.00G.006 Is Natures Secretary, the Phylosopher: 001.00G.007 And wily Statesmen, which teach how to tie 001.00G.008 The sinews of a Cities Mystick body; 001.00G.009 Here gathering Chroniclers, and by them stand 001.00G.010 Giddy fantastique Poets of each land. 001.00G.011 Shall I leave all this constant company, 001.00G.012 And follow headlong wild uncertain thee? 001.00G.013 First, swear by thy best love here, in earnest 001.00G.014 (If thou which lov'st all, canst love any best) 001.00G.015 Thou wilt not leave me in the middle street, 001.00G.016 Though some more spruce companion thou dost meet, 001.00G.017 Not though a Captain do come in thy way 001.00G.018 Bright parcell guilt, with forty dead mens pay: 001.00G.019 Not though a brisk perfum'd pert Courtier 001.00G.020 Deign with a nod, thy curtesie to answer: 001.00G.021 Nor come a Velvet Justice with a long 001.00G.022 Great train of blew-coats, twelve or fourteen strong, 001.00G.023 Wilt thou grin or fawn on him, or prepare 001.00G.024 A speech to court his beauteous son and heir? 001.00G.025 For better or worse take me, or leave me: 001.00G.026 To take, and leave me is adultery. [CW:Oh] 001.00G.027 Oh monstrous, superstitious Puritan [p.119] 001.00G.028 Of refin'd manners, yet ceremonial man, 001.00G.029 That when thou meet'st one, with enquiring eyes 001.00G.030 Dost search, and like a needy broker prize 001.00G.031 The silk and gold he wares, and to that rate, 001.00G.032 So high or low, dost raise thy formal hat. 001.00G.033 That wilt consort none, till thou have known 001.00G.034 What lands he hath in hope, or of his own. 001.00G.035 As though all thy companions should make thee 001.00G.036 Joyntures, and marry thy dear company. 001.00G.037 Why should'st thou (that dost not only approve, 001.00G.038 But in rank itchy lust, desire, and love, 001.00G.039 The nakedness and barrenness to enjoy, 001.00G.040 Of thy plump muddy whore, or prostitute boy;) 001.00G.041 Hate virtue, though she be naked and bare? 001.00G.042 At birth, and death, our bodies naked are; 001.00G.043 And, till our souls be unapparelled 001.00G.044 Of bodies, they from bliss are banished: 001.00G.045 Mans first blest state was naked; when by sin 001.00G.046 He lost that, he was cloath'd but in beasts skin, 001.00G.047 And in this coarse attire, which I now wear, 001.00G.048 With God, and with the Muses I conferre. 001.00G.049 But since thou like a contrite penitent, 001.00G.050 Charitably warn'd of thy sins dost repent 001.00G.051 These vanities, and giddinesses, loe 001.00G.052 I shut my chamber door, and come, let's goe. 001.00G.053 But sooner may a cheap whore, who hath bin 001.00G.054 Worn out by as many several men in sin, 001.00G.055 As are black feathers, or musk-coloured hose, 001.00G.056 Name her childs right true father, 'mongst all those: 001.00G.057 Sooner may one guess, who shall bear away 001.00G.058 The Infantry of %1London%2, hence to %1India:%2 001.00G.059 And sooner may a gulling Weather-spie 001.00G.060 By drawing forth heavens Scheme tell certainly [CW:What] 001.00G.061 What fashion'd hats, or ruffs, or suits next year [p.120] 001.00G.062 Our giddy-headed antick youth will wear: 001.00G.063 Then thou, when thou depart'st from me, can show 001.00G.064 Whither, why, when or with whom thou would'st go. 001.00G.065 But how shall I be pardon'd my offence 001.00G.066 That thus have sinn'd against my conscience? 001.00G.067 Now we are in the street; he first of all 001.00G.068 Improvidently proud, creeps to the wall; 001.00G.069 And so imprison'd, and hem'd in by me 001.00G.070 Sels for a little state his liberty; 001.00G.071 Yet though he cannot skip forth now to greet 001.00G.072 Every fine silken painted fool we meet, 001.00G.073 He them to him with amorous smiles allures, 001.00G.074 And grins, smacks, shrugs, and such an itch endures, 001.00G.075 As Prentices or Schooleboyes which do know 001.00G.076 Of some gay sport abroad, yet dare not go. 001.00G.077 And as fidlers stop lowest at highest sound, 001.00G.078 So to the most brave, stoops he nigh'st the ground. 001.00G.079 But to a grave man he doth move no more 001.00G.080 Than the wise politique horse would heretofore, 001.00G.081 Or thou O Elephant, or Ape wilt do, 001.00G.082 When any names the King of %1Spain%2 to you. 001.00G.083 Now leaps he upright, jogs me, and cries, Do you see 001.00G.084 Yonder well-favoured youth? Which? Oh, 'tis hee 001.00G.085 That dances so divinely; Oh said I, 001.00G.086 Stand still must you dance here for company? 001.00G.087 He droop'd, we went, till one (which did excell 001.00G.088 Th'Indians in drinking his Tobacco well) 001.00G.089 Met us: they talk'd; I whisperd, let us go, 001.00G.090 'Tmay be you sme#l him not, truely I do. 001.00G.091 He hears not me, but, on the other side 001.00G.092 A many coloured Peacocks[sic] having spide, 001.00G.093 Leaves him and me: I for my lost sheep stay; 001.00G.094 He follows, overtakes, goes on the way, [CW:Saying,] 001.00G.095 Saying, Him whom I last left, all repute [p.221(sic)] 001.00G.096 For his device, in handsoming a suit, 001.00G.097 To Judge of lace, pink, panes, print, cut, and pleit, 001.00G.098 Of all the Court to have the best conceit; 001.00G.099 Our dull Commedians want him, let him goe; 001.00G.100 Bnt, oh God strengthen thee, why stoop'st thou so? 001.00G.101 Why. He hath travelled long; no, but to me 001.00G.102 Which understood none, he doth seem to be 001.00G.103 Perfect French, and Italian. I reply'd, 001.00G.104 So is the Pox. He answer'd not, but spy'd 001.00G.105 More men of sort, of parts and qualities, 001.00G.106 At last his love he in window spies, 001.00G.107 And like light dew exhal'd, he flings from me 001.00G.108 Violently ravished to his lechery. 001.00G.109 Many there were, he could command no more; 001.00G.110 He quarrell'd, fought, bled; and turn'd out of door 001.00G.111 Directly came to me, hanging the head, 001.00G.112 And constantly a while must keep his bed. 001.00G.0SS [horiz. line across page] 001.00G.0$$ No ind; p.121 no'd 221; space for comma after "still" in l.86, but not there; "smel" l.90: first "l" did not ink.