IDENTILIN$$ F00400G|1669, (CtY)\pp. 128-35\EWS\mf\3-27-85\P&C:mvf\(L,Mathews)\10-30-06 004.00G.0HE %XS%9atyre%0. IV. 004.00G.001 W%+Ell; I may now receive, and die. My sin 004.00G.002 Indeed is great, but yet I have been in 004.00G.003 A Purgatory, such as fear'd hell is 004.00G.004 A recreation, and scant map of this. 004.00G.005 My mind, neither with prides itch, nor yet hath been 004.00G.006 Poyson'd with love to see, or to be seen, 004.00G.007 I had no suit there, nor new suit to shew, 004.00G.008 Yet went to Court; But as Glare which did go 004.00G.009 To Mass in jest, catch'd, was fain to disburse 004.00G.010 The hundred markes, which is the Statutes curse, 004.00G.011 Before he scap't, So't pleas'd my destiny 004.00G.012 (Guilty of my sin of going,) to think me 004.00G.013 As prone to all ill, and of good as forget- 004.00G.014 full, as proud, lustful, and as much in debt, 004.00G.015 As Vain as witless, and as false as they 004.00G.016 Which dwel in Court, for once going that way. 004.00G.017 Therefore I suffer'd this; Towards me did run 004.00G.018 A thing more strange, than on Niles slime, the Sun [CW:E'r] 004.00G.019 E'r bred, or all which into %1Noah's%2 Ark came: [p.129] 004.00G.020 A thing which would have pos'd %1Adam%2 to name: 004.00G.021 Stranger than seven Antiquaries studies, 004.00G.022 Than Africks Monsters, Guianaes rarities, 004.00G.023 Stranger than strangers: One who, for a Dane, 004.00G.024 In the Danes Massacre had sure been slain, 004.00G.025 If he had liv'd then; and without help dies, 004.00G.026 When next the Prentises 'gainst Strangers rise. 004.00G.027 One whom the watch at noon lets scarce go by; 004.00G.028 One, to whom the examining Justice sure would cry, 004.00G.029 Sir, by your Priesthood tell me what you are. 004.00G.030 His cloaths were strange, though coarse; and black though %/(bare 004.00G.031 Sleeveless his jerkin was, and it had been 004.00G.032 Velvet, but 'twas now (so much ground was seen) 004.00G.033 Become Tufftaffaty; and our children shall 004.00G.034 See it plain Rash a while, then nought at all. 004.00G.035 The thing hath travail'd, and faith, speaks all tongues, 004.00G.036 And only knoweth what to all States belongs. 004.00G.037 Made of th'Accents, and best phrase of all these. 004.00G.038 He speaks one language, If strange meats displease. 004.00G.039 Art can deceive, or hunger force my tast, 004.00G.040 But Pedants motley tongue, souldiers bumbast, 004.00G.041 Mountebanks drug-tongue, nor the termes of law, 004.00G.042 Are strong enough preparatives to draw 004.00G.043 Me to hear this, yet I must be content 004.00G.044 With his tongue, in his tongue call'd Complement: 004.00G.045 In which he can win widows, and pay scores, 004.00G.046 Make men speak treason, couzen subtlest whores, 004.00G.047 Out-flatter favorites, or outlie either; 004.00G.048 Jovius, or Surius, or both together. 004.00G.049 He names me, and comes to me; I whisper, God 004.00G.050 How have I sinn'd, that thy wraths furious rod, 004.00G.051 This fellow, chuseth me; He saith, Sir, 004.00G.052 I love your judgment, whom do you prefer, [CW:For] 004.00G.053 For the best Linguist? and I seelily [p.130] 004.00G.054 Said that I thought Calepines Dictionary. 004.00G.055 Nay, but of men, most sweet Sir. Beza then, 004.00G.056 Some Jesuits, and two reverend men 004.00G.057 Of our two Academies I named; here 004.00G.058 He stopt me, and said: Nay, your Apostles were 004.00G.059 Good pretty Linguists, so Panurgus was; 004.00G.060 Yet a poor Gentleman; all these may pass. 004.00G.061 But travail then, as if he would have sould 004.00G.062 His tongue, he praised it, and such wonders told, 004.00G.063 That I was fain to say, If you had liv'd, Sir, 004.00G.064 Time enough to have been Interpreter 004.00G.065 To Babels bricklayers, sure the Tower had stood. 004.00G.066 He adds, if of Court life you knew the good, 004.00G.067 You would leave loneness. I said, not alone, 004.00G.068 My loneness is, but Spartanes fashion. 004.00G.069 To teach by painting drunkards doth not last, 004.00G.070 Now Aretines pictures have made few chast; 004.00G.071 No more can Princes Courts, though there be few 004.00G.072 Better pictures of vice, teach me vertue. 004.00G.073 He like to a high-stretcht Lute-string squeakt, O sir, 004.00G.074 'Tis sweet to talk of Kings. At Westminster, 004.00G.075 Said I, the man that keeps the Abby tombs, 004.00G.076 And for his price doth with who ever comes, 004.00G.077 Of all our Harrys, and our Edwards talk, 004.00G.078 From King to King, and all their kin can walk: 004.00G.079 Your eares shall hear nought but Kings; your eyes meet 004.00G.080 Kings only; The way to it is Kings street. 004.00G.081 He smack'd, and cry'd, He's base, mechanique course, 004.00G.082 So are all your English men in their discourse. 004.00G.083 Are not your Frenchmen neat? Mine, as you see, 004.00G.084 I have but one Sir, look, he follows me. 004.00G.085 Certes they are neatly cloath'd. I, of this mind am, 004.00G.086 Your only wearing is your Grogaram, [CW:Not] 004.00G.087 Not so Sir, I have more. Under this pitch [p.131] 004.00G.088 He would not fly; I chaf'd him: But as Itch 004.00G.089 Scratch'd into smart, and as blunt Iron grownd 004.00G.090 Into an edge, hurts worse: So, I (fool) found, 004.00G.091 Crossing hurt me. To fit my sullenness, 004.00G.092 He to another key his stile doth dress; 004.00G.093 And asks, what news; I tell him of new playes, 004.00G.094 He takes my hand, and as a Still which stayes 004.00G.095 A Sembrief, 'twixt each drop, he niggardly, 004.00G.096 As, loath to inrich me, so tells many a ly, 004.00G.097 More then ten Hollensheads, or Halls, or Stows, 004.00G.098 Of trivial houshold trash, He knows; he knows 004.00G.099 When the Queen frownd, or smil'd, and he knows what 004.00G.100 A subtle States-man may gather of that; 004.00G.101 He knows who loves, whom; and who by poyson 004.00G.102 Hasts to an Offices reversion; 004.00G.103 He knows who hath sold his land, and now doth beg 004.00G.104 A license, old iron, boots, shoos, and egge- 004.00G.105 Shels to transport; Shortly, boyes shall not play 004.00G.106 At span counter, or blow-point, but shall pay 004.00G.107 Toll to some Courtier; and wiser then all us, 004.00G.108 He knows what Lady is not painted. Thus 004.00G.109 He with home meats cloyes me. I belch, spue, spit, 004.00G.110 Look pale, and sickly, like a Patient, yet 004.00G.111 He thrusts on more; And as he had undertook 004.00G.112 To say Gallo-Belgicus without book, 004.00G.113 Speaks of all States and deeds that have been since 004.00G.114 The Spanyards came to the loss of Amyens. 004.00G.115 Like a big wife, at sight of loathed meat, 004.00G.116 Ready to travail: so I sigh, and sweat 004.00G.117 To hear this Makaron talk, in vain: for yet, 004.00G.118 Either my humour, or his own to fit, 004.00G.119 He like a priviledg'd spie, whom nothing can 004.00G.120 Discredit, libels now 'gainst each great man. [CW:He] 004.00G.121 He names a price for every office paid; [p.132] 004.00G.122 He saith, our wars thrive ill, because delai'd; 004.00G.123 That offices are intailed and that there are 004.00G.124 Perpetuities of them, lasting as far 004.00G.125 As the last day; and that great officers 004.00G.126 Do with the Pirates share, and Dunkirkers. 004.00G.127 Who wasts in meat, in cloaths, in horse he notes; 004.00G.128 Who loves Whores, who boyes, and who goats. 004.00G.129 I more amaz'd than Circes prisoners, when 004.00G.130 They felt themselves turn beasts, felt my self then 004.00G.131 Becomming Traytor, and methought I saw 004.00G.132 One of our Giant Statutes ope his jaw 004.00G.133 To suck me in; for hearing him, I found 004.00G.134 That as burnt venomous Leachers do grow sound 004.00G.135 By giving others their soars, I might grow 004.00G.136 Guilty, and he free: Therefore I did show 004.00G.137 All signes of loathing; But since I am in, 004.00G.138 I must pay mine, and my forefathers sin 004.00G.139 To the last farthing. Therefore to my power 004.00G.140 Toughly and stubbornly I bear this cross; but the 'hower 004.00G.141 Of mercy now was come: He tries to bring 004.00G.142 Me to pay a fine to scape his torturing, 004.00G.143 And sayes, Sir, can you spare me? I said; willingly; 004.00G.144 Nay, Sir, Can you spare me a Crown? Thankfully I 004.00G.145 Gave it, as Ransom; but as fidlers, still, 004.00G.146 Though they be paid to be gone, yet needs will 004.00G.147 Thrust one more jigg upon you: so did he 004.00G.148 With his long complemental thanks vex me: 004.00G.149 But he is gone, thanks to his needy want, 004.00G.150 And the Prerogative of my Crown: Scant 004.00G.151 His thanks were ended when I (which did see 004.00G.152 All the Court fill'd with such strange things as he) 004.00G.153 Ran from thence with such, or more haste than one 004.00G.154 Who fears more actions, doth hast from prison. [CW:At] 004.00G.155 At home in wholesom solitariness [p.133] 004.00G.156 My piteous soul began the wretchedness 004.00G.157 Of suiters at Court to mourn, and a trance 004.00G.158 Like his, who dream't he saw hell, did advance 004.00G.159 It self o're me: Such men as he saw there, 004.00G.160 I saw at Court, and worse, and more. Low fear 004.00G.161 Becomes the guilty, not the accuser: Then, 004.00G.162 Shall I, none slave, of high born or rais'd men 004.00G.163 Fear frowns; and, my Mistress Truth, betray thee 004.00G.164 To th' huffing braggart, puft Nobility? 004.00G.165 No, no, Thou which since yesterday hast been 004.00G.166 Almost about the whole world, hast thou seen, 004.00G.167 O Sun, in all thy journey, Vanity, 004.00G.168 Such as swells the bladder of our Court? I 004.00G.169 Think he which made your waxen garden, and 004.00G.170 Transported it, from Italy, to stand 004.00G.171 With us, at London, flouts our Courtiers, for 004.00G.172 Just such gay painted things, which no sap, nor 004.00G.173 Tast have in them, ours are; and natural 004.00G.174 Some of the stocks are, their fruits bastard all. 004.00G.175 'Tis ten a clock and past; all whom the Mues, 004.00G.176 Baloun, Tennis, Diet, or the stews 004.00G.177 Had all the morning held, now the second 004.00G.178 Time made ready, that day, in flocks are found 004.00G.179 In the Presence, and I, (God pardon me) 004.00G.180 As fresh and sweet their Apparels be, as be 004.00G.181 The fields they sold to buy them. For a King 004.00G.182 Those hose are crys the flatterer; And bring 004.00G.183 Them next week to the Theatre to sell. 004.00G.184 Wants reach all states. Me seems they do as well 004.00G.185 At stage, as Court; All are players; who e'r looks 004.00G.186 (For themselves dare not go) o'r Cheapside Books, 004.00G.187 Shall find their wardrobes Inventory. Now, 004.00G.188 The Ladies come. As Pirats, which doe know, [CW:That] 004.00G.189 That there came weak ships fraught with Cutchanel, [p.134] 004.00G.190 The men board them; and praise (as they think) well, 004.00G.191 Their beauties; they the mens wits; both are bought. 004.00G.192 Why good wits ne'r wear scarlet gowns, I thought 004.00G.193 This cause, These men, mens wits for speeches buy, 004.00G.194 And women buy all reds which scarlets die. 004.00G.195 He call'd her beauty limetwigs, her hair net: 004.00G.196 She fears her drugs ill lay'd, her hair loose set. 004.00G.197 Would not Heraclitus laugh to see Macrine, 004.00G.198 From hat to shoo, himself at door refine, 004.00G.199 As if the Presence were a Moschite: and lift 004.00G.200 His skirts and hose, and call his clothes to shrift, 004.00G.201 Making them confess not only mortal 004.00G.202 Great stains and holes in them, but venial 004.00G.203 Feathers and dust, wherewith they fornicate: 004.00G.204 And then by %1Durers%2 rules survey the state 004.00G.205 Of his each limb, and with strings the odds tries 004.00G.206 Of his neck to his leg, and waste to thighs. 004.00G.207 So in immaculate clothes, and Symmetry 004.00G.208 Perfect as Circles, with such nicety 004.00G.209 As a young Preacher at his first time goes 004.00G.210 To preach, he enters, and a Lady which owes 004.00G.211 Him not so much as good will, he arrests, 004.00G.212 And unto her protests, protests, protests, 004.00G.213 So much as at Rome would serve to have thrown 004.00G.214 Ten Cardinals into the Inquisition; 004.00G.215 And whispers by Jesu, so often, that a 004.00G.216 Pursevant would have ravish'd him away 004.00G.217 For saying of our Ladies Psalter. But 'tis fit 004.00G.218 That they each other plague, they merit it. 004.00G.219 But here comes Glorious that will plague them both, 004.00G.220 Who in the other extreme only doth 004.00G.221 Call a rough carelessness, good fashion; 004.00G.222 Whose cloak his spurs tear; or whom he spits on [CW:He] 004.00G.223 He cares not he. His ill words do no harm [p.135] 004.00G.224 To him, he rushes in, as if arm, arm, 004.00G.225 He meant to cry; And though his face be as ill 004.00G.226 As theirs, which in old hangings whip Christ, still 004.00G.227 He strives to look worse, he keeps all in awe; 004.00G.228 Jests like a licens'd fool, commands like law. 004.00G.229 Tyr'd, now I leave this place, and but pleas'd so 004.00G.230 As men from gaols t'execution go, 004.00G.231 Go through the great chamber (why is it hung 004.00G.232 With the seven deadly sins?) being among 004.00G.233 Those Askaparts, men big enough to throw 004.00G.234 Charing Cross for a bar, men that do know 004.00G.235 No token of worth, but Queens man, and fine 004.00G.236 Living, barrels of beef, and flagons of wine. 004.00G.237 I shook like a spied Spie. Preachers which are 004.00G.238 Seas of Wit and Arts, you can, then dare, 004.00G.239 Drown the sins of this place, for, for me 004.00G.240 Which am but a scant brook, it enough shall be 004.00G.241 To wash the stains away: Although I yet 004.00G.242 (With %1Machabees%2 modesty) the known merit 004.00G.243 Of my work lessen: yet some wise men shall, 004.00G.244 I hope, esteem my writs Canonical. 004.00G.0SS [om] 004.00G.0$$ No ind. l. 82: period at the end of the line is very faint in most copies, but shows up better in GAS's copy.