IDENTILIN$$ F002C02|Cambridge Balam MS, Add. 5778, ff. 16v-18|MTH\x\6-10-94|TJS|o|7-28-95|C:MJJ\3-26-96; JSC\10-7-98 DRD\5-26-09 002.C02.HE1 %XSatyre .2.%5d%6 002.C02.001 S%5r%6, Though (I thanke God for yt) I doe hate 002.C02.002 Perfectlye all this Towne, yet ther's one State 002.C02.003 In all ill things soe excellentlye best, 002.C02.004 That hate towards them, breeds Pyttye towards y%5e%6 Rest; 002.C02.005 Though Poetrye indeede be such a Sinne 002.C02.006 As I thinke, y%5t%6 brings Dearths, and Spaniards in, 002.C02.007 Though lyke the Pestelence and olld fashioned loue 002.C02.008 Ridlinglye yt catch men; and doth remove 002.C02.009 Never, till yt be sterv'd out; yet theyre State 002.C02.010 Is poore, disarm'd, lyke Papists, not worth hate 002.C02.011 One, (lyke a wretch, w%5ch%6 at Barr Iudgd as deade 002.C02.012 Yett promps him w%5ch%6 stands next, and cannot Reade 002.C02.013 And saues his lyfe) gives Ideott-Actors Meanes 002.C02.014 (Sterveinge himselfe) to liue by his labor'd Sceanes. 002.C02.015 As in some organ, Puppitts daunce aboue 002.C02.016 And Bellowes pant belowe, w%5ch%6 them doe Moove. 002.C02.017 One woulld moove love by rithmes; But witch-crafts Charmes 002.C02.018 Bring not now theyre olld feares, nor theyre olld harmes. 002.C02.019 Ramms, and Slings now are Sillye Batterye, 002.C02.020 Pistoletts are the best Artillerye.|[CW:(And they.] 002.C02.021 And they who write to Lords, rewards to gett[f.17] 002.C02.022 Are they not lyke singers at doores for Meate? 002.C02.023 And they who write, because all write, haue still 002.C02.024 That excuse for writeinge, and for writeinge Ill; 002.C02.025 But he is worst, whoee (Beggarlye) doth chawe 002.C02.026 Others witts fruites, and in his Ravenous Mawe 002.C02.027 Rankely disgested, doth those Things out Spue 002.C02.028 As his owne things; and they are his owne, t'is true. 002.C02.029 For yf owne eate my Meate, though yt be knowne 002.C02.030 The meate was myne, th' Excrement is his owne. 002.C02.031 But these doe me noe harme; Nor they w%5ch%6 vse 002.C02.032 To out=doe Dilldoes; and out=vsure Iewes; 002.C02.033 To out=drinke the Sea, t'out=sweare y%5e%6 Letanye; 002.C02.034 Who, w%5th%6 Sinns, Of all kinds as familiar bee 002.C02.035 As Confessors; and for whose sinfull Sake 002.C02.036 Schoole men, new Tenements in hell must Make: 002.C02.037 Whose strange sinns, Canonists could hardlye tell 002.C02.038 In w%5ch%6 Comaundements large receyte they dwell. 002.C02.039 But these punnish themselves; The Insolence 002.C02.040 Of Coscus onely breeds my Iust offence, 002.C02.041 Whome tyme (w%5ch%6 rotts all, and makes Botches Poxe, 002.C02.042 And ploddinge on, must make a Calfe, an Oxe) 002.C02.043 Hath made a Lawyer; w%5ch%6 was a Lasse of late, 002.C02.044 But scarce a Poett, Iollyer of this State, 002.C02.045 There are new benific'd Ministers, He throwes 002.C02.046 Lyke Netts, or lime twiggs, where soe ere he goes 002.C02.047 His Tytle of Barrister, on every wench, 002.C02.048 And woes in language of the Pleas, and Bench 002.C02.049 A Motion, Lady, Speake Coscus; I haue beene 002.C02.050 In loue, ever since Tricesimo of the Queene, 002.C02.051 Continuall Claymes I haue made, Iniunctions gott 002.C02.052 To stay my Rivalls Suite; That he shoulld not 002.C02.053 Proceede, Spare me; In Hillary Terme I went, 002.C02.054 You sayd, If I retourne next Sise in Lent 002.C02.055 I should be in Remitter of your grace; 002.C02.056 In th' Interim my letters should take place 002.C02.057 Of Affedaritts,[sic] words, words, w%5ch%6 would teare 002.C02.058 The tender Laborinth of a Soft Maydes Eare. 002.C02.059 More, more, then Ten Sclavonians scholdinge, more 002.C02.060 Then when Winds in our Ruinde Abbyes Rore, 002.C02.061 When Sicke w%5th%6 Poetrye, and possest with muse 002.C02.062 Thou wast, and Madd, I hop'd; But men w%5ch%6 chuse 002.C02.063 Law practise for more gayne; Bolld Soule repute 002.C02.064 Worse then imbrothel'd Strumpetts prostitute.[CW:(Now,#lyke.] 002.C02.065 Now, lyke an owlelyke watchman, he must walke[f.17v] 002.C02.066 His hand still at a Bill, now he must talke 002.C02.067 Idlye, lyke Prisoners, w%5ch%6 whole Moneths will sweare 002.C02.068 That onely Suretyship hath brought them there, 002.C02.069 And to every Suiter, lye in every thinge, 002.C02.070 Lyke a Kings Favorite, yea lyke a Kinge; 002.C02.071 Lyke a Wedge in a Blocke, wring to the Barr 002.C02.072 Bearinge lyke Asses, and more shameles Farr 002.C02.073 Then carted Whores, lye, to y%5e%6 graue Iudge; For 002.C02.074 Bastardye abounds not in King's Tytles, nor 002.C02.075 Symonye, nor sodomye in Churchmens Lifes 002.C02.076 As these things doe in him; By these he thrives. 002.C02.077 Shortlye (as the Sea) he will compasse all our Lande, 002.C02.078 From Scotts, to Weight; from Mount, to Dover strande. 002.C02.079 And spyeinge heyres meltinge with luxurye 002.C02.080 Sathan will not Ioye at theyre Sins, as Hee. 002.C02.081 For as a Thriftye Wench scrapes Kitchenstuffe 002.C02.082 And Barrellinge y%5e%6 droppings, and the Snuffe 002.C02.083 Of Wastinge Candles, w%5ch%6 in Thirtye yeare 002.C02.084 (Reliquelye kept) perchance buyes weddinge Geare, 002.C02.085 Peece meale he getts lands; and spends as much Tyme 002.C02.086 Wringing each Acree,[sic] As men pulling Prime. 002.C02.087 In Partchment then, large as his Feillds, hee drawes 002.C02.088 Assurances, Bigg, as Glos'd Civill lawes, 002.C02.089 So huge, y%5t%6 men, (in our tymes forwardnes) 002.C02.090 Are Fathers of the Church for writeinge lesse. 002.C02.091 These he writes not; nor for these written payes. 002.C02.092 Therefore spares noe length; As in those first dayes 002.C02.093 When Luther was profest; He did desyre 002.C02.094 Short Pater Nosters, sayinge as a Fryer 002.C02.095 Each day his Beads, but haueinge left those lawes 002.C02.096 Adds to Christs Prayer, the powere & glorye clawse. 002.C02.097 But when he sells, or changes land, h'impayres 002.C02.098 His writeings, and (vnmatch'd) leaves out ses heyres, 002.C02.099 As slylye as any Com%Menter goes by 002.C02.100 Hard words, or sence; Or in Devynitye 002.C02.101 As controverters, in vouch'd Texts, leave out 002.C02.102 Shrew'd words, w%5ch%6 might against them cleare y%5e%6 doubt: 002.C02.103 Where are those spred Woods, w%5ch%6 Cloth'd here to fore 002.C02.104 Those bought lands; Not built, Not burnt w%5th%6in Dore. 002.C02.105 Wher's th'olld landlords Troops, & Almes, Great Halls; 002.C02.106 Carthusian Fasts and fullsome Bacchanalls, 002.C02.107 Equally I hate, Meanes Blesse; in rich mens homes 002.C02.108 I bidd kill some Beasts, But noe Hecatombs,[CW:None sterve] 002.C02.109 None sterve, none surfett soe, But (oh) wee allowe[f.18] 002.C02.110 Good workes as good, But out of Fash%Mon, Now; 002.C02.111 Lyke olld Rich wardrops; But, my words none drawes 002.C02.112 W%5th%6in the Vast reach of thinge%>>t'huge< Statute Lawes.| 002.C02.0SS [large diagonal slash from RM to next HE; large, centered dot] 002.C02.0$$ No ind