IDENTILIN$$ emended copy text 001.txt.HE1 %1Satyre 1.%2 001.txt.001 Away thou changeling motley humorist, 001.txt.002 Leaue me, and in this standing wodden chest 001.txt.003 Consorted with these few bookes, lett me ly 001.txt.004 In prison, and here be coffind, when I dy. 001.txt.005 Here are Gods conduits, graue Diuines: and here 001.txt.006 Natures Secretary, the Philosopher, 001.txt.007 And ioly Statesmen, which teach how to ty 001.txt.008 The Sinews of a Citties mistique body. 001.txt.009 Here gathering Chroniclers, and by them stand 001.txt.010 Giddy fantastique Poets of each Land. 001.txt.011 Shall I leaue all this constant companee 001.txt.012 And follow headlong, wild, vncertaine thee? 001.txt.013 First sweare by thy best loue in earnest 001.txt.014 (If thou which Lovst all, canst loue any best) 001.txt.015 Thou wilt not leaue me in the middle Street 001.txt.016 Though some more spruce companion thou do meet. 001.txt.017 Not though a Captane do come in thy way 001.txt.018 Bright parcell-guilt with forty dead mens pay. 001.txt.019 Nor though a briske perfum'd pert Courtier 001.txt.020 Deigne with a nod thy curtesy to answer. 001.txt.021 Nor come a veluet Iustice with a long 001.txt.022 Great traine of blew-cotes 12 or 14 strong, 001.txt.023 Shallt thou grin or fawne on him, or prepare 001.txt.024 A Speach to court his bewteous Sone and heire. 001.txt.025 For better or worse take me, or leaue mee, 001.txt.026 To take and leaue me, is adulteree. 001.txt.027 O Monster, superstitious Puritane 001.txt.028 Of refind manners, yet ceremonial man, 001.txt.029 That when thou meetst one, with inquyring eyes 001.txt.030 Dost search, and like a needy broker prize 001.txt.031 The silke and gould he weares, and to that rate 001.txt.032 So high or low dost vaile thy formall hatt. 001.txt.033 That wilt consort none, vntill thou haue knowen 001.txt.034 What Lands he hath in hope, or of his owne. 001.txt.035 As though all thy companions should make thee 001.txt.036 Ioyntures, and mary thy deare companee. 001.txt.037 Why shouldst thou, that dost not only approue [2v] 001.txt.038 But in ranke itchy Lust desyre and loue 001.txt.039 The nakednesse and barenesse to inioy 001.txt.040 Of thy plump muddy whore or prostitute boy, 001.txt.041 Hate vertu though she be naked and bare? 001.txt.042 At birthe, and death our bodyes naked are: 001.txt.043 And till our Soules be vnapparelled 001.txt.044 Of bodyes, they from blis are banished. 001.txt.045 Mans first blest State was naked, when by Sin 001.txt.046 He lost that, yet he was clothd but in beasts skin. 001.txt.047 And in this course attire which now I weare 001.txt.048 With God and with the Muses I confer. 001.txt.049 But since thou like a contrite penitent 001.txt.050 Charitably warnd of thy sins dost repent 001.txt.051 These vanities and giddinesses; Lo 001.txt.052 I shut my chamber dore and come let's go. 001.txt.053 But sooner may a cheape whore that hath beene 001.txt.054 Worne by as many seuerall men in Sin 001.txt.055 As are black feathers or musk-color hose 001.txt.056 Name her childs right trew father mongst all those; 001.txt.057 Sooner may one guesse who shall beare away 001.txt.058 Th'infant of London, heire to an India; 001.txt.059 And sooner may a gulling Weather-Spy 001.txt.060 By drawing forth heauens Scheame, tell certainly 001.txt.061 What fashiond hatts, or ruffs, or Suites next yeare 001.txt.062 Our supple-witted antick Youths will weare 001.txt.063 Then thou when thou departst from hence canst show 001.txt.064 Whither, why, when, or with whome thou wouldst go. 001.txt.065 But how shall I be pardond my offence 001.txt.066 That thus haue sind against my conscience? 001.txt.067 Now we are in the street: he first of all 001.txt.068 Improuidently proud creepes to the wall 001.txt.069 And so imprisond and hemm'd in by mee 001.txt.070 Sells for a Litle state his Libertee. 001.txt.071 Yet though he cannot skip forth now to greet 001.txt.072 Euery fine silken painted foole we meet, 001.txt.073 He them to him with amorous smiles allures 001.txt.074 And grins, smacks, shruggs, and such an itch indures 001.txt.075 As Prentices or Schooleboyes which do know 001.txt.076 Of some gay sport abroade, yet dare not go. 001.txt.077 And as fidlers stop lowest at higest Sound 001.txt.078 So to the most braue stoopes he nighest ground. 001.txt.079 But to a graue man he doth move no more 001.txt.080 Then the wise politique horse would hertofore 001.txt.081 Or thou O Elephant or Ape wilt do 001.txt.082 When any names the king of Spayne to you. 001.txt.083 Now leapes he vpright, ioggs me, and cryes do you see 001.txt.084 Yonder well fauord Youth? Which? Yea, t'is hee 001.txt.085 That dances so diuinely. Oh sayd I 001.txt.086 Stand still, must you dance here for company? 001.txt.087 He droopt: We went: till one which did excell 001.txt.088 Th'Indians in drinking his Tabacco well 001.txt.089 Mett vs: they talkd: I whisperd let vs go: 001.txt.090 May be you smell him not; trewly I do. 001.txt.091 He heares not me: but on the other side 001.txt.092 A many colord peacock hauing spied 001.txt.093 Leaues him and me: I for my lost Sheepe stay. 001.txt.094 He followes, overtakes, goes in the way 001.txt.095 Saying, him, whom I last lefte, all repute 001.txt.096 For his deuise in handsomming a sute, 001.txt.097 To iudge of Lace, pink, panes, cutt, print, or pleight, 001.txt.098 Of all the Court to haue the best conceit. 001.txt.099 Our dull Comedians want him: let him go. 001.txt.100 But oh God strengthen thee, why stoopst thou so? 001.txt.101 Why: he hath trauayld. Long? No: but to mee 001.txt.102 Which vnderstand none he doth seeme to bee 001.txt.103 Perfect French and Italian: I replide 001.txt.104 So is the pox: he answered not but spide 001.txt.105 More men of Sort, of parts, and qualities. 001.txt.106 At last his Loue he in a window spies 001.txt.107 And like Light dew exhald, he flings from mee, 001.txt.108 Violently rauishd to his Lecheree. 001.txt.109 Many weare there: he could command no more: 001.txt.110 He quarreld, fought, bled, and turnd out of dore 001.txt.111 Directly came to me, hanging the hed 001.txt.112 And constantly awhile must keepe his bed.