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A13415	All the vvorkes of Iohn Taylor the water-poet Beeing sixty and three in number. Collected into one volume by the author: vvith sundry new additions corrected, reuised, and newly imprinted, 1630.; Works	Taylor, John, 1580-1653.; Cockson, Thomas, engraver.	1630 (1630)	STC 23725; ESTC S117734	859,976	638

it vse to procure The Papbian pastime and the Cyprian game The sports of Venus and the acts of shame To breed the heat of Enpids lustfull flame Oft beauty hath faire chastity displac'd But chastity hath beauty euer grac'd For 't is a maxime Those haue euer bin That are most faire without most foule within Too oft hath beauty by disloyalty Branded it selfe with lasting infamy That one fraile creature nobly well descended Proud of her fairenes fouly hath offended And on her house and kindred laid a blot That the dishonor ne'r will be forgot But a faire feature vertuously inclin'd A beauteous outside and a pious mind Such are Gods Images Epitomies And Cabinets of heauens blest treasuries And therefore be thy feature faire or foule Let inward vertues beautifie the soule b Against Pride of our strength Pride of our strength shewes weaknes in our wit Because the Collicke or an Ague sit The rooth-ach or the pricking of a pin Oft lets the strength out and the weaknesse in The Tribe of Dans great glory * Iudges 16. 19. Samsons strength By a weake woman was orethrowne at length And sure there 's many do themselues much wrong In being proud because they are made strong For a great number liuing now there are Can wrastle throw the sledge or pitch the barre That on their backs foure hudred waight can beare And horse-shooes with their fists in sunder teare Yet neuer vse their strength in any thing To serue their God their Country or their King But with outragious acts their liues pursue As if God gaue them strength but as their due As though they like the Gyants could remoue And hurle great mountaines at the head of Ioue Or like Gargantua or Polipheme Or Gogmagog their boystrous fancies dreame That they more wonders by their strength can doe Then Hercules could e're attaine vnto Let those Goliabs that in strength take pride Know that the Lord of Hostes doth them deride And what they are that proudly brag and swell Of strength let any man but note them well If hurt or sickenesse make their strength decay A man shall neuer see such Cowes as they Be'ng strong their minds on God they neuer set In weakenesse iustly he doth them forget Strength thus like headstrong Iades they doe abuse it For want of Reasons bridle how to vse it a Against Pride of our hauing children Pride of our children's vaine our proper stem Must either dye from vs or we from them If our examples of the life we liue Inrich them not more then the gifts we giue If disobedient they despise instruction And will peruersly runne into destruction Much better had it bin we had not bin Begetters of such Imps of shame and sinne Children no duty to such Parents owe Who suffer vice their youth to ouergrow Neglect to teach thy sonne in younger yeeres He shall reiect thee in thy hoary haires The way to make our children vs obay Is that our selues from God runne not astray Such measure to our Maker as we mete T is iust that such we from our children get Th' Apostle Paul exhorteth more and lesse To be all children in maliciousnesse That is to say as children harmeles be So we should from maliciousnes be free Thus Pride of birth apparell wealth strength state And Pride of humane wisedome God doth hate Of knowledge learning beauty children and The Pride of Princes fauour cannot stand And Pride in any thing shall euermore Be bar'd and shut from heau'ns Eternall doore For whosoeuer will beleeue and looke Shall find examples in the sacred hooke That God hath euer 'gainst the proud withstood And that a proud heart neuer came to good He faith Pride is * Toby 4. 13. destruction and agen That Pride is * Toby 4. 13. hatefull before God and men How Prides beginning is from God to fall And of all sinne is the * Toby 4. 13. originall Who taketh hold on Pride in great affliction Shall be o'rethrowne fild with Gods malediction b Eccles 10. Pride was not made for man man hath no part In pride for God * Prouerbes 16. Pro. 29. Eccles. 29 Matt. 23. Luk 1418. Luke 1. Iudith 9. abherreth a proud heart And 't is decreed by the Almighties doome That pride vnto a fearefull fall shall come A person that is prend ne'r pleas'd God yet For how can they please him whom they forget Yet as before I said againe I le say That pride to such a hight is growne this day That many a thousand thousand familie Wer 't not for pride would begge or starue and dye And the most part of them are men of might Who in prides quarrell will both speake and fight I therefore haue no hope to put her downe But Satyre-like to tell her of her owne There is another pride which I must touch It is so bad so base so too too much a Against libellers Most of these Libellers haue an Itching veine of Riming which with much seratching makes scuruy lines so from itch to scratch from scratch to scuruy from scuruy to scabbed they proceed in time with their b●●thing to be termed by knaues and fooles scald Poets Which is if any good mans fortune be To rise to Honourable dignitie Or through infirmity or wilfulnesse Men fall vnhappily into distresse That Libellers doe spirt their wits like froth To raile at Honor and dishonor both These Mungrell whelpes are euer snarling still Hating mens goodnesse glorying in their ill Like blood-hound ●●rs they daily hunt and sent And rime and Iigge on others detriment Supposing it a very vertuous thing To be an arrant Knaue in libelling Forsooth these Screech-owles would be cal'd the wits Whose flashes flye abroad by girds and fits Who doe their mangy Muses magnifie Making their sports of mens calamity But yet for all their hatefull hellith mirth They are the vilest cowards on the earth For there 's not one that doth a libell frame Dares for his eares subscribe to it his name T is a base brutish pride to take a pen And libell on the miseries of men For why all men are mortall weake and fraile And all from what they should be fall and saile And therefore men should in these slip'ry times Bewaile mens miseries and hate their crimes Let him that stands take heed he doth not fall And not reioyce in mens mis-haps at all It is too much for Libellers to meddle To make their Muse a Hangman or a Beadle At mens misfortunes to deride and iest To adde distresse to those that are distrest As I doe hold mens vices to be vile So at their miseries I le neuer smile And in a word left tediousnesse offend A Libelier's a Knaue and there 's an end Thus hauing of Prides various formes related And how of God and good men it is hated I thinke it fit some Lines in praise to write Of Vertues which to Pride are opposite For vice with shew of

feete And makes them his perfume alongst the streets A fourth hath got a powne'd Pommander box With woorme-wood iuice or sweating of a Fox Rue steep'd in vineger they hold it good To cheere the sences and preserue the blood Whilst Bellets Bonefire-like and faggots dry Are burnt i' th streetes the Aire to purifie Thou great Almightis giue them time and space And purifie them with thy heauenly Grace Make their repentance Incense whose sweet faure May mount vnto thy Throne and gaine thy f●ure Thus euery sence that should the heart delight Are Ministers and organs to affright The Citizens doe from the City runne The Countries feares the Citizens doe shunne Both feare the Plague but neither feares one iot The euill wayes which hath the plague begot This is the way this sickenes to preuent Feare to offend more then the punishment All trades are dead or almost out of breath But such as line by sickenesse or by death The Mercers Grocers Silk-men Goldsmiths D●per Are out of Season like noone burning Tapers All functions faile almost through want of buyer And euery art and mysterie turne Dyers The very Water-men giue ouer plying Their rowing tade doth faile they fall to dring Some men there are that r●●e by others falls Propheticke Augurists in vrinals Those are right water-men and rowe so well They either land their fares in Heau'n or Hell I neuer knew them yet to make a stay And land at Purgatory by the way The Reason very plainely doth appeare Their patients feele their Pargatory here But this much Reader you must vnderstand They commonly are paid before they land Next vnto him th' Apothecarie thriues By Physicke bills and his preseruatiues Worme-eaten Sextons mighty gaines doe witine And natty Grane-makers great commings in And Cossin-makers are well paid their rent For many a woefull woodden tenement For which the Trunk-makers in Pauls Church-yard A large Reuenue this sad yeere haue shar'd Their liuing Customers for Trunkes were fled They now made chests or Cossins for the dead The Searchers of each corps good gainers be The Bearers haue a profitable fee And last the Dog-killers great gaines abounds For Brayning brawling currs and foisting hounds These are the grane trades that doe get and saue Whose grauity brings many to theit graue Thus grieued Lonaon sit'd with mones and grones Is like a Golgotha of dead mens bones The field where death his bloudy fray doth fight And kild a thousand in a day and night Faire houses that were latee exceeding deare At fifty or an hundred pounds a yeare The Landlords are so pittifull of late They le let them at a quarter of the rate So he that is a mightie moneyed man Let him but thither make what haste he can Let him disburse his gold and siluer heape And purchase London 't is exceeding cheape But if he tarrie but one three months more I hope 't will be as deare as 't was before A Country cottage that but lately went At foure markes or at three pounds yeerely rent A Citizen whose meere necessity Doth force him now into the Country fly Is glad to hire two Chambers of a Carter And pray pay with thankes fiue Pounds a quarter Then here 's the alteration of this yeare The Citties cheapenes makes the Country deare Besides another mischiefe is I see A man dares not besicke although he be Let him complaine but of the sio●c or gout The plague hath strooke him presently they doubt My selfe hath beene perplexed now and then With the wind Collick yeeres aboue thrice ten Wh'ch in the Country I drust not repeate Although my pangs gripes paines were great For to be sicke of any kind of griefe Would make a man worse welcome then a thiefe To be drunke sicke which or'st did credit winne Was fear'd infectious and held worse then sinne This made me and a many more beside Their griefes to smother and their paines to hide To tell a mery tale with Visage glad When as the Collick almost made me mad Thus meere dissembling many practis'd then And mid'st of paine seem'd pleasant amongst men For why the smallest sigh or grone or shrieke Would make a man his meat and lodging seeke This was the wretched Londoners hard case Most hardly welcome into any place Whil'st Country people where so'ere they went Would stop their Noses to auoid their sent When as the case did oft most plaine appeare 'T was onely they themselues that stunke with feare Nature was dead or from the Country runne A Father durst not entertaine his Sonne The Mother sees her Daughter and doth feare her Commands her on her blessing not come neere her Affinity nor any kinde of Kinne Or ancient friendship could true welcome winne The Children scarcely would their Parents know Or did if they but slender duty shew Thus feare made nature most vnnaturall Duty vndutifull or very small No friendship or else cold and miserable And generally all vncharitable Nor London Letters little better spod They would not be receiu'd much lesse be read But cast into the fire and burnt with speed As if they had bin Hereticks indeed And late I saw vpon a Sabbath day Some Citizens at Church prepar'd to pray But as they had bin excommunicate The good Church-wardēs thrust them out the gate Another Country vertue I 'le repeat The peoples charity was growne so great That whatsoeuer Londonor did dye In Church or Church-yard should not buried lye Thus were they scorn'd despised banished Excluded from the Church aliue and dead Aliue their bodies could no harbour haue And dead not be allow'd a Christian Graue Thus was the Countryes kindnesse cold and small No house no Church no Christian buriall Oh thou that on the winged windes dost sit And seest our misery remedy it Althogh we haue deseru'd thy vengeance hot Yet in thy jury Lord consume vs not But in thy mercies sheath thy slaying sword Deliuer vs according to thy word Shut vp thy Quiuer stay thy angry rod That all the world may know thou art our God Oh open wide the gate of thy compassion Assure our soules that thou art c●●r Saluation Then all our thoughts words works wee 'le frame To magnifie thy great and glorious Name The wayes of God are intricate no doubt Vnsearchable and passe mans finding out He at his pleasure worketh wond'rous things And in his hand doth hold the hearts of Kings And for the loue which to our King he beares By sickenes he our sinfull Country cleares That he may be a Patrone and a guide Vnto a people purg'd and purifi'd This by a president is manifest When famous late Elizabeth deceast Before our gracious Iames put on the Crowne Gods hand did cut superstuous branches downe Not that they then that were of life bereft Were greater sinners then the number left But that the Plague should then the Kingdome cleare The good to comfort and the bad to feare That as a good King God did vs assure So he