IDENTILIN$$  F001H07|Stephens ms., Eng. 966.6|ff. 40-42v; pp. 79-84\AP\x\3-24-93\P:TJS\o\3-13-96\C:MJJ\7-23-97; JSC\9-30-98
001.H07.HE1  %X.Satyra Prima.
001.H07.001  Away thou fondlinge=Motley Humorist
001.H07.002  Leave me, and in this standinge=woodden-Chest
001.H07.003  Consorted w%5th%6 these fewe Books, Lett me lye
001.H07.004  In prison, and here be Coffynd when I dye.
001.H07.005  Heare are Gods Conduits, grave Deuines, and heere
001.H07.006  Natures Secretary, the Phylosopher,
001.H07.007  And Iollie states-Men w%5ch%6 teach how to tye
001.H07.008  The synewes of A Citties Mistique body;
001.H07.009  Heer's Gathering Chroniclers, & by them stand
001.H07.010  Giddie fantastique Poets of each Land.
001.H07.011  Shall I leave all this constant Companie
001.H07.012  And follow headlonge wild vncertaine thee?
001.H07.013  ffirst sweare by thy best Loue in earnest
001.H07.014  (If thou w%5ch%6 loue'st all, canst loue any best)
001.H07.015  Thou wilt not leave me in the middle street
001.H07.016  Though some more Spruce-Companyon thou dost \meet
001.H07.017  Not though A Captaine do come in thy way
001.H07.018  Bright parcel-guilt w%5th%6 fortie dead mens pay
001.H07.019  Nor though A Brisk-p%Pfum'd-pert-Courtyer
001.H07.020  Deigne w%5th%6 A Nodd thy Curtesy to Answer, [CW:Nor]
001.H07.021  Nor come A veluet-Iustice w%5th%6 A Longe [f.40v]
001.H07.022  Great Trayne of Blew-Coats 12 or 14 stronge,
001.H07.023  Shalt thou Grynn, or fawne on him, or p%5r%6pare
001.H07.024  A speach to Court his bewtyous Son & Heire?
001.H07.025  ffor better, or worse, take me, or leaue me,
001.H07.026  To take, And leaue me is Adultery.
001.H07.027  O Monstrous sup%Pstitious %1Puritan%2
001.H07.028  of refin'd Manners! yet Ceremoniall Man
001.H07.029  That when thou meets one; w%5th%6 enquyring Eyes
001.H07.030  Dost search, and like a needy broker prise
001.H07.031  The silke, and Gould he wears, & to that rate
001.H07.032  So high, or lowe, dost vaile thy formall Hatt
001.H07.033  That wilt Consort w%5th%6 none vntill y%5u%6 hast known
001.H07.034  What Lands he hath in hope, or of his owne;
001.H07.035  As though all thy Companions, shold make thee
001.H07.036  %1Iointures%2, And marry thy deare Company.
001.H07.037  Why shouldst thou, that dost not only Approue,
001.H07.038  But in ranck Itchy lust)[sic] desyre, & love
001.H07.039  The Nakednes, and Barrennes to Inioy
001.H07.040  Of y%5e%6 Plump-Muddy-whore; or Prostitute Boy? [CW:Hate.]
001.H07.041  Hate vertue though she be nak't, and Bare; [f.41]
001.H07.042  At Birth & Death o%5r%6 bodies naked are,
001.H07.043  And till o%5r%6 Sowles be vnapparelled
001.H07.044  Of bodyes; they from Blisse are banished.
001.H07.045  Mans first best state was naked when by sin
001.H07.046  He lost that, yet he was cloth'd but in beasts skyn\n
001.H07.047  And in this course Attyre w%5ch%6 now I weare
001.H07.048  W%5th%6 God, and w%5th%6 the Muses I Conferr
001.H07.049  But since thou like A Contryte Penytent
001.H07.050  Charitably warn'd of thy syns dost repent
001.H07.051  These vanities, and Gyddynesses: Loe
001.H07.052  I shut my Chamber dore, & come let's goe.
001.H07.053  But soone%5r%6 may a Cheap whore that hath bin
001.H07.054  Worne by as many seuerall men in synn
001.H07.055  As are blacke feathers, or musk colour'd Hose
001.H07.056  Name her Childs right true fathe%5r%6, mongst all those
001.H07.057  Soone%5r%6 may one Guesse, who shall beare a-way
001.H07.058  Th' Infant of London, Th'heire to rich India
001.H07.059  And soone%5r%6 may a Gulling-weather-spye
001.H07.060  By drawing forth Heavn's schae%Lmes, tell certainly [CW: What.]
001.H07.061  What fashion'd Hatts, or Ruffs, or Suyts next yeare [f.41v]
001.H07.062  Our supple-witted-Antique-youth will weare,
001.H07.063  Then thou when thou dep%Pt'st from hence, can shew
001.H07.064  Whether, why, when, Or w%5t%6h whon[sic] y%5u%6 wold'st goe.
001.H07.065  But how shall I be p%Pdoned myne offence
001.H07.066  That thus haue synd against my Conscience?
001.H07.067  Now we are in the street; he first of all
001.H07.068  Improvidently Prowd, Creeps to the wall,
001.H07.069  And soe Impryson'd, and hem'd in by mee
001.H07.070  Sells for A lyttle state his Libertie:
001.H07.071  Yet though he cannot now stepp forth to greet
001.H07.072  Euery-fyne-painted,-silken-foole we meet
001.H07.073  He them to hym w%5th%6 Amorous smyles allures
001.H07.074  And gryns, smacks, shrugs, And such an Itch endures
001.H07.075  As Prentices, or school=boyes w%5ch%6 do knowe
001.H07.076  Of some Gay sport abroad, yet dare not goe.
001.H07.077  And as ffydlers stop lowest, at highest sownd
001.H07.078  So to the most Braue, stoop't he nighe'st y%5e%6 grownd,
001.H07.079  But to A Grave-man he doth move no more
001.H07.080  Then y%5e%6 wise Po[e%>>l<]itique Horse, wold hertofore. [CW:Or.]
001.H07.081  Or thou o Elephant, or Ape wil't doe [f.42]
001.H07.082  When any names the Kinge of Spayne to yo%5w%6.
001.H07.083  Now leaps he vpright; Ioggs me, & cryes do yo%5u%6 see
001.H07.084  Yondor[sic] well favord youth? which? O tis hee
001.H07.085  That daunces soe Divynely; Oh sad I
001.H07.086  Stand still, must you daunce here for Company?
001.H07.087  He droopt, he went, till one (w%5ch%6 did excell
001.H07.088  Th'Indian in drinkinge his Tobaccho well)
001.H07.089  Mett vs; they talk'd, I whisper'd let vs goe,
001.H07.090  May be you smell him not, truly I doe:
001.H07.091  He hear's not me; But on y%5e%6 other side
001.H07.092  A many Colourd Peacocks havinge spyde
001.H07.093  Leaves>%Y,%Z< him, and mee, I for my lost sheep stay
001.H07.094  He followes, overtakes, Goes in the waye;
001.H07.095  Sayinge, him, whon I last left, all repute
001.H07.096  ffor his device in handsominge a suyte
001.H07.097  To Iudge a Lace, pinck, pains, print, cut, or plaite,
001.H07.098  Of all the Court to haue the best Conceipt.
001.H07.099  Our Dull Com%Mae%Ldyans want him let him goe
001.H07.100  But oh! God strengthen thee, why stooptst y%5u%6 soe? [CW:.Why.]
001.H07.101  Why he#%Yhe%Z hath travaild long; No but to mee [f.42v]
001.H07.102  W%5ch%6 vnderstand nought, he doth seeme to bee
001.H07.103  Perfect French, & Italyan; I replyde
001.H07.104  Soe is the Poxe; He answer'd not but spyde,
001.H07.105  More men of sort, of parts, and Quallityes.
001.H07.106  At last his Love he in a wyndow spyes
001.H07.107  And like nights Dew exhal'd he flings from mee
001.H07.108  Violently ravish't to his Letcherye.
001.H07.109  Manie were there, but could comand no more
001.H07.110  He quarreld, fought, bledd, & turnd out of dore
001.H07.111  Directly, came to me hanginge the head
001.H07.112  And Constantly, A whyle must keep his Bedd.
001.H07.0SS  %X|.ffinis.| /[scribal whirlwind flourish]
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