IDENTILIN$$ F002H08|Utterson MS, Eng.966.7|ff. 68-69v\MTH\mf\6-10-94\P:TJS\o\3-15-96\C:JSC\10-13-98 002.H08.HE1 %X%3SATYR. 2.%4 |. 002.H08.001 S%5r%6 though (I thanke god for it) I doe hate 002.H08.002 Perfectly all this towne, yet there's one state 002.H08.003 In all ill things so excellently best 002.H08.004 That hate towards them breeds pitty towards y%5e%6 rest. 002.H08.005 Though Poetrie indeed be such a sinn 002.H08.006 As I thinke that brings dearth & Spaniards in>:%>;< 002.H08.007 Though like the Pestilence, or old fashon'd loue 002.H08.008 it riddling catcheth men, & doth remoue 002.H08.009 Never till it be staru'd out. Yet their estate 002.H08.010 Is poore disarm'd like Papists, not worth hate. 002.H08.011 One like a wretch, w%5ch%6 at barre iudg'd is dead 002.H08.012 (Yet prompts him w%5ch%6 stands next, & could not rea[%1trimmed%2] 002.H08.013 And saues his life) giues ideot Actors meanes 002.H08.014 (Staruing himselfe) to liue by his labour'd scenes 002.H08.015 As in some Organs Puppets daunce aboue 002.H08.016 And bellowes pant below w%5ch%6 doth them moue, 002.H08.017 One would moue loue by rymes, but witchcraft charm[%1trimmed%2] 002.H08.018 Bring not now their old feares, nor they[sic] old harmes. 002.H08.019 Ramms & Slings now are silly battery, 002.H08.020 Pistoletts are the best Artillery. 002.H08.021 And they who write to Lordes rewards to gett 002.H08.022 are they not lyke boyes singing at dore for meate? 002.H08.023 And they who write, because all write, haue still 002.H08.024 That scuse for writeing, & for writeing ill; 002.H08.025 But he is worse that beggarly doth chaw 002.H08.026 Others witts, fruites, & in his rauenous maw 002.H08.027 Rankly digested doth these things out spue 002.H08.028 As his owne things, & they're his owne; tis true 002.H08.029 ffor if one eate my meate, though it be knowne [f.68v] 002.H08.030 The meate was myne, the excrement's his owne. 002.H08.031 But those doe mee noe harme. Nor they w%5ch%6 vse 002.H08.032 To out=doe %1dildoes%2, & out=vsure Iewes. 002.H08.033 To out=drinke the Sea, out=sweare y%5e%6 %1Letainie%2, 002.H08.034 Who with sinns all kindes as familiar bee 002.H08.035 As %1Confessors%2. And for whose sinfull sake 002.H08.036 Schoole men new %1Tenements%2 in hell must make. 002.H08.037 Whose strang sinns %1Canonists%2 can hardly tell 002.H08.038 in which %1Commandments%2 large receite they dwell. 002.H08.039 But those punish themselues. The insolence 002.H08.040 of %1Coscus%2 only breeds my great offence. 002.H08.041 Whom tyme (w%5ch%6 rotts all, & makes botches Pox, 002.H08.042 & plodding on must make a Calfe an Oxe) 002.H08.043 Hath made a %1Lawyer%2, w%5ch%6 was alas of late 002.H08.044 But a scarse %1Poet%2. Iollier of that state 002.H08.045 Then are new benefic'd %1Ministers%2, hee throwes 002.H08.046 Like netts, or lyme twiggs where so e're he goes 002.H08.047 His title of %1Barrister%2 on euery wench; 002.H08.048 And wooes in %1language%2 of the %1Pleas%2 & %1Bench%2: 002.H08.049 A motion, %1Lady%2. %1Speake Coscus%2. I haue bin 002.H08.050 In loue euer since %1tricessimo%2 of the Queene: 002.H08.051 Continuall claymes I haue made, %1iniunctions%2 gott 002.H08.052 To stay my %1Riualls%2 suite that he should not 002.H08.053 Proceede. Spare mee. In %1Hillary Terme%2 I went[%1gutter%2] 002.H08.054 You said if I returnd this Sise in %1Lent%2 002.H08.055 I should be in %1Remitter%2 of your grace; 002.H08.056 In the Interim my letters should take place 002.H08.057 Of %1Affadavits%2. Words, words that would teare 002.H08.058 The tender Labyrinth of a soft mayds eare. 002.H08.059 More, more then ten %1Sclavonians%2 scoldings, more 002.H08.060 Then when wynde in our ruynd Abbyes roare. [f.69] 002.H08.061 When sick with %1Poetry%2, & possest with muse 002.H08.062 Thou wert, & madd I hop'd. But men w%5ch%6 choose 002.H08.063 Law practise for meere gaine, bold soule repute 002.H08.064 Worse then imbrotheld strumpets prostitute. 002.H08.065 Now (Like an Owle=like watchman) he must walke 002.H08.066 His hand still at a Bill. Now he must talke 002.H08.067 Idly like prisoners, w%5ch%6 whole mouthes[sic] will sweare 002.H08.068 That only %1Suertiship%2 hath brought them there. 002.H08.069 And to euery %1Suter%2 lye in euery thinge, 002.H08.070 Lye like a %1Kings ffauourite%2, yea like a King. 002.H08.071 Like a wedge in a block wring to y%5e%6 barr 002.H08.072 Beareing like Asses, & more shameles farr 002.H08.073 Then Carted whores lye to the Iudges, for 002.H08.074 Bastardy abounds not in Kings titles, nor 002.H08.075 %1Simony%2, nor %1Sodomy%2 in Church=mens liues, 002.H08.076 As these things doe in him, by these he thriues; 002.H08.077 Shortly as the Sea hee'l compasse all our Land 002.H08.078 ffrom %1Scotts%2 to %1Wight%2, from %1Mount%2 to %1Dover%2 stran[%1trimmed%2] 002.H08.079 And spying heires melting with Luxury, 002.H08.080 Satan would not ioy at their sins as hee: 002.H08.081 ffor (as a thrifty wench scrapes kitchin stuff 002.H08.082 And barrelling vp the droppings & the snuffe 002.H08.083 of wasting candles, w%5ch%6 in thirty yeare 002.H08.084 Relique=like kept perchance buyes wedding geere.) 002.H08.085 Peice-meale he getts lands, & spends as much tyme 002.H08.086 In wringing each acre as men pulling %1Prime%2. 002.H08.087 In parchments then large as his feilds he drawes 002.H08.088 Assurances bigg as gloss'd ciuill lawes 002.H08.089 So huge, that men in our tymes forwardnes 002.H08.090 Are fathers of the Church for writeing lesse. [f.69v] 002.H08.091 These he writes not, nor for these written payes 002.H08.092 Therefore spares noe length. As in those first dayes 002.H08.093 When %1Luther%2 was profest he did desire 002.H08.094 Short %1Pater Nosters%2 saying (like a %1ffrier%2) 002.H08.095 Each day his beades. But haueing left those lawes 002.H08.096 Adds vnto Christes prayer y%5e%6 %1power%2 & %1glory%2 clause, 002.H08.097 But when he sells or changes lands, he impayres 002.H08.098 His writings, & vnwatchd leaues out (%1ses heires%2) 002.H08.099 As slyly as any %1Commenter%2 goes by 002.H08.100 Hard words or sence: Or in Diuinity 002.H08.101 As Contrauerters in hard texts leaue out 002.H08.102 Shrewd words w%5ch%6 might against them cleare y%5e%6 doubt: 002.H08.103 Where are those Spread-woods w%5ch%6 clothd heretofore 002.H08.104 Those bought Lands? not built nor burn'd within dore. 002.H08.105 Where's the old Landlords troupes, & almes? In great Halls 002.H08.106 Carthusian f>%Ye%Z