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A70365	Two broad-sides against tobacco the first given by King James of famous memory, his Counterblast to tobacco : the second transcribed out of that learned physician Dr. Everard Maynwaringe, his Treatise of the scurvy : to which is added, serious cautions against excess in drinking, taken out of another work of the same author, his Preservation of health and prolongation of life : with a short collection, out of Dr. George Thompson's treatise of Bloud, against smoking tobacco : also many examples of God's severe judgments upon notorious drunkards, who have died suddenly, in a sermon preached by Mr. Samuel Ward : concluding with two poems against tobacco and coffee / corrected and published, as very proper for this age, by J.H.	James I, King of England, 1566-1625. Counterblaste to tobacco.; Maynwaringe, Everard, 1628-1699? Treatise of the scurvy.; Thomson, George, 17th cent.; Ward, Samuel, 1577-1640. Woe to drunkards.; Sylvester, Josuah, 1563-1618. Tobacco battered.	1672 (1672)	Wing J147; ESTC R19830	56,525	81

degrees flown far nigh up and down From Court to Cart from Count to Country-Clown Not scorning Scullions Coblers Colliers Jakes-farmers Fidlers Ostlers Oysterers Rogues Gipsies Players Pandars Punks and all What common Scums in Common-Sewers fall For all as Vassals at thy beck are bent And breath by thee as their new Element Which well may prove thy Monarchy the greater Yet prove not thee to be a whit the better But rather worse for Hells wide-open road Is easiest found and by the most still trod Which even the Heathen had the Light to know By Arguments as many times they show Here may we also gather for a need Whether Tobacco be a Herb or Weed And whether the excessive use be fit Or good or bad by those that favour it Weeds wild and wicked mostly entertain it Herbs wholsome Herbs and holy minds disdain it If then Tobacconing be good how is 't That lewdest loosest basest foolishest The most unthrifty most intemperate Most vitious most debaucht most desperate Pursue it most The wisest and the best Abhor it shun it flee it as the Pest Or piercing poyson of a Dracons whisk Or deadly eye shot of a Basilisk If Wisdom baulk it must it not be folly If Vertue hate it is it not unholy If men of worth and minds right generous Discard it scorn it is 't not scandalous And to conclude is it not to the Devil Most pleasing pleasing so most the most evil My second puff is proof how little good This smoke hath done that ever hear I cou'd For first there 's none that takes Tobacco most Most usually most earnestly can boast That the excessive and continual use Of this dry-suck-at ever did produce Him any good civil or natural Or moral good or artificial Unless perhaps they will alledge it draws Away the ill which still it self doth cause Which course me-thinks I cannot liken better Then to a Userers kindness to his Debter Who under shew of lending still subtracts The Debters own and then his own exacts Till at the last he utterly confound him Or leave him worse and weaker then he found him Next if the Custom of Tobacconing Yield th' Users any good in any thing Either they have it or they hope it prest By proof and practice taking still the best For none but Fools will them to ought beslave Whence benefit they neither hope nor have Therefore yet farther as a Questionist I must enquire of my Tobacconist Why if a Christian as some sometimes seem Believing God waiting all good from him And unto him all good again referring Why to eschew th' Ungodly's graceless erring Why pray they not not why praise they not his name For hoped good and good had by this same As all men do or ought to do for all The gifts and goods that from his goodness fall Is 't not because they neithe●●ope nor have Good hence to thank God for nor farther crave But as they had it from the Heathen first So heathenishly they use it still accurst And as some jest of Jisters this is more Ungodly meat both after and before Lastly if all delights of all Mankind Be vanity vexation of the Mind All under Sun must not Tobacco bee Of Vanities the vainest Vanity If Solomon the wisest earthly Prince That ever was before or hath been since Knowing all Plants and then perusing all From Cedar to the Hysop on the Wall In none of all professeth that he sound A firm Content or Consolation found Can we suppose that any shallowing Can find much good in oft Tobacconing My third and last Puff points at the great evil This noysome Vapor works through wily Devil If we may judge if knowledge may be had By their effects how things be good or bad Doubtless th' effects of this pernitious Weed Be many bad scarce any good indeed Nor doth a man scarce any good contain But of this Evil justly may complain As thereby made in every part the worse In Body Soul in Credit and in Purse A Broad-Side AGAINST COFFEE OR THE Marriage of the Turk COFFEE a kind of Turkish Renegade Has late a match with Christian water made At first between them happen'd a Demur Yet joyn'd they were but not without great stir For both so cold were and so faintly meet The Turkish Hymen in his Turbant swet Coffee was cold as Earth Water as Thames And stood in need of recommending Flames For each of them steers a contrary course And of themselves they sue out a Divorce Coffee so brown as berry does appear Too swarthy for a Nymph so fair so clear And yet his sails he did for England hoist Though cold and dry to court the cold and moist If there be ought we can as love admit 'T is a hot love and lasteth but a fit For this indeed the cause is of their stay Newcastle's bowels warmer are than they The melting Nymph distills her self to do 't Whilst the Slave Coffee must be beaten to 't Incorporate him close as close may be Pause but a while and he is none of he Which for a truth and not a story tells No Faith is to be kept with Infidels Sure he suspects and shuns her as a Whore And loves and kills like the Venetian Moor Bold Asian Brat with speed our confines flee Water though common is too good for thee Sure Coffee's vext he has the breeches lost For she 's above and he lies undermost What shall I add but this and sure 't is right The Groom is heavy cause the Bride is light This canting Coffee has his Crew inricht And both the Water and the Men bewitcht A Coachman was the first here Coffee made And ever since the rest drive on the trade Me no good Engalash and sure enough He plaid the Quack to salve his Stygian stuff Ver boon for de stomach de Cough de Ptisick And I believe him for it looks like Physick Coffee a crust is charkt into a coal The smell and taste of the Mock China bowl Where huff and puff they labor out their Lungs Lest Dives-like they should bewail their Tongues And yet they tell ye that it will not burn Though on the Jury Blisters you return Whose furious heat does make the water rise And still through the Alembicks of your eyes Dread and desire ye fall to 't snap by snap As hungry Dogs do scalding porrige lap But to cure Drunkards it has got great Fame Posset or Porrige will 't not do the same Confusion huddles all into one Scene Like Noah's Ark the clean and the unclean But now alas the Drench has credit got And he 's no Gentleman that drinks it not That such a Dwarf should rise to such a stature But Custom is but a remove from Nature A little Dish and a large Coffee-house What is it but a Mountain and a Mouse Mens humana novitatis avidissima I have heard it is good for one thing and that falls out too often when men are so drunk with Wine

have yielded to our old More hurt or good till fuller answer should Decide the doubt and quite determine it Thus for the present might we answer fit That thereby we have rightly understood Both given and taken greater hurt then good And that on both sides both for Christians It had been better and for Indians That only good men to their coast had come Or that the Evil had still staid at home For what our People have brought thence to us Is like the head-piece of a Polypus Wherein is quoted by sage Plutarch's quill A Pest'lence great good and great Pest'lence ill We had from them first to augment our Stocks Two grand Diseases Scurvy and the Pocks Then two great Cordials for a Counterpoize Gold and Tobacco both which many wayes Have done more mischief then the former twain And all together brought more loss then gain But true it is we had this trash of theirs Only in barter for our broken Wares Ours for the most part carried out but sin And for the most part brought but Vengeance in Their Fraight was Sloth Lust Avarice and Drink A burden able with the weight to sink The hugest Carrak yea those hallowed Twelve Spain's great Apostles even to over-whelve They carried Sloth and brought home scurvy skin They carried Lust and brought home Pox within They carried Avarice and Gold they got They carried Bacchus and Tobacco brought Alas poor Indians That but English none Could put them down in their own Trade alone That none but English more alas more strange Could justifie their pittiful exchange Of all the Plants that Tellus Bosom yields In Groves Glades Gardens Marshes Mountains Fields None so pernicious to mans life is known As is Tobacco saving Hemp alone Betwixt which two there seems great sympathy To ruinate poor Adam's Progeny For in them both a strangling vertue note And both of them do work upon the Throat The one within it and without the other And th' one prepareth work unto the tother For there do meet I mean at Gaile and Gallows More of these beastly base Tobacco-Fellows Then else to any prophane Haunt do use Excepting still the Play-house and the Stews Sith 't is their common lot so double-choaked Just bacon-like to be hang'd up and smoked A destiny as proper to befall To moral Swine as to Swine natural If there be any Herb in any place Most opposite to God's good Herb of Grace 'T is doubtless this and this doth plainly prove it That for the most most graceless men do love it Or rather doat most on this wither'd Weed Themselves as wither'd in all gracious deed 'T is strange to see and unto me a wonder When the prodigious strange abuse we ponder Of this unruly rusty Vegetal From modern Symmists Jesu critical Carping at us and casting in our dish Not Crimes but Crums as eating Flesh for Fish W' hear in this case no Conscience-cases holier But like to like the Devil with the Collier For a Tobacconist I dare aver Is first of all a rank Idolater As any of the Ignatian Hierachy Next as conformed to their foppery Of burning day-light and good Night at Noon Setting up Candles to enlight the Sun And last the Kingdom of new Babylon Stands in a dark and smoky Region So full of such variety of smokes That there-with-all all Piety it choaks For there is first of all the smoke of Ignorance The smoke of Error smoke of Arrogance The smoke of Merit super-er ' gatory The smoke of Pardons smoke of Purgatory The smoke of censing smoke of thurifying Of Images of Satans fury flying The smoke of Stews from smoking thence they come As horrid hot as torrid Sodom some Then smoke of Powder-Treason Pistol Knives To blow up Kingdoms and blow out Kings Lives And lastly too Tobacco's smoky mists Which coming from Iberian Baalists No small addition of adustion fit Bring to the smoke of the unbottom'd Pit Yerst opened first as openeth St. John By their Abaddon and Apollyon But sith they are contented to admire What they dislike not if they not desire For with good reason may we ghess that they Who swallow Camels swallow Gnatlings may 'T is ground enough for us in this dispute Their Vanities thus obvious to refute Their Vanities Mysterious mists of Rome Which have so long besmoked Christendom And for the rest it shall suffice to say Tobacconing is but a smoky Play Strong arguments against so weak a thing Were needless or unsuitable to bring In this behalf there needs no more be done Sith of it self the same will vanish soon T' evaporate this smoke it is enough But with a breath the same aside to puffe Now my first puff shall but repel th' ill savour Of Place and Persons of debaucht behaviour Where 't is most frequent second shew I will How little good it doth third how great ill 'T is vented most in Taverns Tipling-cotts To Ruffians Roarers Tipsy-tosty-pots Whose Custom is between the Pipe and Pot Th' one cold and moist th' other dry and hot To skirmish so like Sword-and-Dagger-fight That 't is not easie to determine right Which of their Weapons hath the Conquest got Over their Wits the Pipe or else the Pot Yet 't is apparent and by proof express Both stab and wound the Brain with drunkenness For even the derivation of the name Seems to allude and to include the same Tobacco as 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 one would say To Bacchus Cup-god dedicated ay And for conclusion of this Point observe The places which to these abuses serve How-ever of themselves noysome enough Are much more loathsome with the stench and stuff Extracted from their Limbecket Lips and Nose So that the Houses common haunts of those Are liker Hell than Heav'n for Hell hath smoke Impenitent Tobacconists to choak Though never dead there shall they have their fill In Heav'n is none but Light and Glory still Next multitudes them daily hourly drawn In this black Sea of smoke tost up and down In this vast Ocean of such latitude That Europe only cannot it include But out it rushes over-runs the whole And reaches well-nigh round from Pole to Pole Among the Moors Turks Tartars Persians And other Ethnicks full of Ignorance Of God and good and if we shall look home To view and rew the State of Christendom Upon this Point we may this Riddle bring The Subject hath more Subjects then the King For Don Tocacco hath an ampler Reign Than Don Philippo the great King of Spain In whose Dominions for the most it grows Nay shall I say O horror to suppose Heathenish Tobacco almost every where In Christendom Christ's outward Kingdom here Hath more Disciples than Christ hath I fear More Suits more Service Bodies Souls and good Than Christ that bought us with his pretious Bloud O great Tobacco greater then great Can Great Turk great Tartar or great Tamerlan With Vulturs Wings thou hast and swifter yet Then an Hungarian Ague English Sweat Through all