IDENTILIN$$ F002P03|Heneage ms|ff. 5v-6v|T:EWS\o\7-7-83\FM:TJS\hwt\5-14-97\P&C:JSC\hwt\10-15-98 002.P03.HE1 %XThe secound Satire 002.P03.001 Sir though (I thank god for it) I doe hate 002.P03.002 perfectly all this towne yett thers one state 002.P03.003 in all ill thinges Soe excellently best 002.P03.004 that hate towards them breeds pitty towards the rest 002.P03.005 though Poetrie indeed be such a sinne 002.P03.006 as I thinke that brings dearths and Spaniards in 002.P03.007 though like pestilence and old fashond loue 002.P03.008 it riddleinge cath[sic] men and doth remoue 002.P03.009 neuer till it be starued out. yett their estate 002.P03.010 is poore, disarmed, like papists not worth hate 002.P03.011 or like a wretch which at barr iudged is dead 002.P03.012 (yett prompts him which stands next, and could not read 002.P03.013 and saues his life) giues Idiot Acters meanes 002.P03.014 (staruinge himselfe) to liue by his labourd Sceans 002.P03.015 as in some Organes puppetts dance aboue 002.P03.016 and bellows pant below which doe them moue 002.P03.017 one would moue loue by rimes, but witchcraft charmes 002.P03.018 bringe not their old feares nor old harmes. 002.P03.019 Ramms, and Slings, now are silly batterie 002.P03.020 pistolets are the best Artillerie 002.P03.021 and they who writ to lords rewards to gett; 002.P03.022 are they not like boys singinge at doore for meat? 002.P03.023 and they that wright, because all wright haue still 002.P03.024 that excuse for wrightinge and for wrightinge ill. 002.P03.025 but he is worst who beggerly doth chawe 002.P03.026 others witts fruits and in his rauenous mawe 002.P03.027 rankly digested doe those things out spew 002.P03.028 as his owne things and they are his owne tis true 002.P03.029 for if one eat my meat, though it be knowen 002.P03.030 y%5e%6 meat was mine thexcrement's[sic] his owne. 002.P03.031 but those doe me no harme, nor they w%5c%6h vse 002.P03.032 to out doe dildoes and out vsure Iewes, 002.P03.033 to out drinke the Sea, out sweare the Latanie 002.P03.034 who with sinns of all kind[sic] as familier bee 002.P03.035 as Confessors. And for whose sinfull sake 002.P03.036 Schoolemen new tenements in hell must make 002.P03.037 whose strange sinns Cannonists could hardly tell 002.P03.038 in which commandements large receit they dwell 002.P03.039 but these punish themselues. the insolence 002.P03.040 of Coscus onely breeds my great offence 002.P03.041 whome time (which rots all and maks botches Pox) [f.6 002.P03.042 and makes at length a calfe become an Oxe 002.P03.043 hath made a lawyer; which was alas of late 002.P03.044 but a Scarce Poet. Iollyer of that State 002.P03.045 then are new benificed ministers, he throwes 002.P03.046 like netts, or lime twiggs, (where ere he goes) 002.P03.047 his title of Barrester on euerie wench 002.P03.048 and woes in language of the Pleas and Bench 002.P03.049 a motion Lady; speake Coscus: I haue bene 002.P03.050 in loue euer since the 3%5th%6 of the queene 002.P03.051 continuall claimes I haue made Iniuntions[sp:sic] gott 002.P03.052 to stay my riualls sute that hee should not 002.P03.053 proceed. spare me. in Hillairie terme I went 002.P03.054 you said if I return'd this Sise in Lent 002.P03.055 I should be in remitter of your grace 002.P03.056 in the interim my letters should haue place 002.P03.057 of Affidauits, words words that would teare 002.P03.058 the tender laborinth of a soft maides eare 002.P03.059 more more, then ten Sclauonians skoldings, more, 002.P03.060 then when winds in our ruined Abbeys rore. 002.P03.061 when Sicke with Poetry and possest with Muse 002.P03.062 thou wast and mad I hope: but men which chuse 002.P03.063 Lawe practise for meere gaine, bold soule repute 002.P03.064 worse them[sic] imbrotheld Strumpetts prostitute. 002.P03.065 now like an Owle like watchmen[sic] he must walke 002.P03.066 his hand still at his bill. now he must talke 002.P03.067 idly like prisonners, which whole monthes will sweare 002.P03.068 that onely Suretishipps hath brought them there. 002.P03.069 and to euery suter ly in euery thinge 002.P03.070 lye like a kings fauorite yea like a kinge 002.P03.071 like a wedge in a blocke wringe to the barre 002.P03.072 beareinge like Asses, and more shameles farre 002.P03.073 then carted whoores, lye to the Iudges, for 002.P03.074 basterdy abounds not in kings titles, nor 002.P03.075 Simony nor Sodomie in church mens liues 002.P03.076 as these thinges doe in him, by these he thriues. 002.P03.077 shortly as y%5e%6 Sea heele compasse all our land 002.P03.078 from Scotts to Wight from Mount to Douer strand 002.P03.079 and spieinge heires meltinge with luxurie 002.P03.080 Satan would not ioye at their sinns as hee 002.P03.081 for (as a thrifty wench scraps kitchen stuffe [f.6v 002.P03.082 and barrellinge the droppings and the snuffe 002.P03.083 of watchinge candles, which in 30 yeare 002.P03.084 releke-like kept perchance buyes weddinge geare) 002.P03.085 peece-meale he getts lands and spends as much time 002.P03.086 in wringeinge each %Yacre%Z#Acre as men in pullinge Prime 002.P03.087 in Parchments then large as his feilds he drawes 002.P03.088 assureances as bigge as glossy Ciuill lawes; 002.P03.089 soe huge as men (in our times forwardness) 002.P03.090 are fathers of y%5e%6 Church for wrightinge less 002.P03.091 these he wrights %Ybe%Z#nott, nor for these written payes 002.P03.092 therefore spares no length. as in those first dayes 002.P03.093 when Luther was profest, he did desire 002.P03.094 short Pater nosters, sayeinge (as a frier) 002.P03.095 each daye his beads: but haueinge left those lawes 002.P03.096 adds to Christs prayer the power and glorie Clause. 002.P03.097 but when he sells or changeth lands he empaires 002.P03.098 his wrightinges, and vnwatcht leaues out (his heires) 002.P03.099 as slily as any Commenteur goeth by 002.P03.100 hard words, or sence, or in diuinitie 002.P03.101 as Contrauersors in voucht text leaues out 002.P03.102 shrewd words which might against them cleare the doubt 002.P03.103 where are those [%1blank%2] heretofore 002.P03.104 those bought lands not built nor burnt within doore 002.P03.105 where the old landlords troups and almes in great halls 002.P03.106 Carthusian fasts and fullsome Bacchanalls 002.P03.107 equally I hate, meats[sic] blesse; in rich mens homes 002.P03.108 I bid kill beasts not Heccatombs 002.P03.109 none starue, none surfaite soe; but, o, we allowe 002.P03.110 good works as good but out of fashon nowe 002.P03.111 like rich wardrobes. but my words none draws 002.P03.112 within the Iust reach of huge statute lawes. 002.P03.0SS %Xfinis the Second Satire.| 002.P03.0$$ %1no ind; large blank space in l. 103; HE centered%2