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A verry merry vvherry-ferry-voyage: or Yorke for my money sometimes perilous, sometimes quarrellous, performed with a paire of oares, by sea from London, by Iohn Taylor, and Iob Pennell. And written by I.T.
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Taylor, John, 1580-1653.
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STC 23812; ESTC S118266
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Coach Then did I thinke my Purgatory done And rose betimes intending to be gone But holla stay 't was otherwayes with me The messe of Constables were shrunke to three Sweet Mr. Pescods double diligence Had horst himselfe to beare intelligence To Iustices of Peace within the land What dangerous businesse there was now in hand There was I forc'd to tarry all the while Till some said he rode foure and twenty mile In seeking men of worship peace and quorum Most wisely to declare strange newes before vm And whatsoeuer tales he did recite I 'm sure he caus'd Sir Austine Palgraue Knight And Mr. Robert Kempe a Iustice there Come before me to know how matters were As conference twixt them and I did passe They quickly vnderstood me what I was And though they knew me not in prose and lookes They had read of me in my verse and bookes My businesses account I there did make And I and all my Company did take The lawfull Oath of our Alleageance then By which we were beleeu'd for honest men In duty and in all humility I doe acknowledge the kinde courtesie Of those two Gentlemen for they did see How much the people were deceiu'd in me They gaue me Coyne and Wine and Suger too And did as much as lay in them to doe To finde them that my Boate had torne and rent And so to giue them worthy punishment Besides Sir Austin Palgraue bad me this To goe but foure miles where his Dwelling is And I and all my Company should there Finde friendly Welcome mix'd with other Cheare I gaue them thankes and so I 'le giue them still And did accept their Cheere in their goodwill Then 3. a Clocke at afternoone and past I was Discharg'd from Cromer at the last But for men shall not thinke that Enuiously Against this Towne I let my Lines to flye And that I doe not lye or scoffe or fable For them I will write something Charitable It is an Ancient Market Towne that stands Vpon a lofty Cliffe of mouldring Sands The Sea against the Cliffes doth dayly beate And euery tide into the Land doth eate The Towne is Poore vnable by Expence Against the raging Sea to make defence And euery day it eateth further in Still wasting washing downe the sand doth win That if some Course be not tane speedily The Towne 's in danger in the Sea to lye A goodly Church stands on these brittle Grounds Not many fairer in Great Britaines Bounds And if the Sea should swallow 't as some feare T is not Ten thousand pounds the like could Reare No Christian can behold it but with griefe And with my heart I wish them quicke reliefe So farewell Cromer I haue spoke for thee Though thou didst much vnkindly deale with me And honest Marriners I thanke you there Laboriously you in your armes did beare My Boat for me three furlongs at the least When as the tyde of Ebb was so decreast You waded and you launch'd her quite a floate And on your backes you bore vs to our Boate. Th'vnkindnes that I had before it come Because the Constables were troublesome Long'd to be busie would be men of action Whose labours was their trauels satisfaction Who all were borne when wit was out of Towne And therefore got but little of their owne So farewell Pescod Wiseman Kimble Clarke Foure sonnes of Ignorance or much more darke You made me loose a day of braue calme weather So once againe farewell fare ill together Then longst the Norfolke Coast we Rowde outright To Blakeney when we saw the comming night The burning eye of day began to winke And into Thetis lap his Beames to shrinke And as he went stain'd the departed skie With red blew purple and vermillion dye Till all our Hemispere laments his lack And mourning night puts on a Robe of black Bespangled diuersly with Golden sparkes Some moueable some Sea-mens fixed markes The milky way that blest Astrea went When as she left this earthly Continent Shew'd like a Christall cawsey to the Thrones Of Ioue and Saturne Pau'd with precious Stones Olde Occeanus Neptune Innachus And two and thirty huffecapt Eolus Had all tane truce and were in League combin'd No billowes foaming or no breath of Winde The solid Earth the Ayre the Ocean deepe Seem'd as the whole world had bin fast asleepe In such a pleasant Euen as this came I To Blackney with my Ship and Company Whereas I found my Entertainment good For welcome drinking lodging and for food The morrow when Latonaes Sunne gan rise And with his Light illumines mortall eyes When Cockes did Crow and Lambes did bleat blea I mounted from my Couch and put to Sea Like Glasse the Oceans face was smooth and calme The gentle Ayre breath'd like Arabian Balme Gusts stormes and flawes lay sleeping in their Celles Whilest with much labour we Row'd o're the Welles This was our greatest Day of worke indeed And it behoou'd vs much to make much speed For why before that Day did quite expire We past the dangerous Wash to Lincolnshire And there in 3. houres space and little more We Row'd to Boston from the Norfolke shore Which by Report of people that dwell there Is sixe and twenty mile or very neere The way vnknowne and we no Pilate had Flats Sands and shoales and Tides all raging mad Which Sands our passage many times denide And put vs sometimes 3. or foure miles wide Besides the Flood Runs there with such great force That I imagine it out-runnes a Horse And with a head some 4. foot high that Rores It on the sodaine swels and beats the Shores It tumbled vs a Ground vpon the Sands And all that wee could doe with wit or hands Could not resist it but we were in doubt It would haue beaten our Boates bottome out It hath lesse mercy then Beare Wolfe or Tyger And in those Countries it is call'd the Hyger We much were vnacquainted with those fashions And much it troubled vs with sundry passions We thought the shore we neuer should Recouer And look'd still when our Boate would tumble ouer But He that made all with his word of might Brought vs to Boston where we lodg'd all night The morrow morning when the Sunne gan Peepe I wak'd and rub'd mine eyes and shak'd off sleepe And vnderstanding that the Riuer went From Boston vp to Lancolne and to Trent To Humber Owse and Yorke and taking paine We need not come in sight of Sea againe I lik'd the motion and made hast away To Lincolne which was 50. mile that day Which Citty in the 3. King Edwards Raigne Was th' onely Staple for this Kingdomes gaine For Leather Lead and Wooll and then was seene Fiue times ten Churches there but now fifteene A braue Cathedrall Church there now doth stand That scarcely hath a fellow in this Land T is for a Godly vse a goodly Frame And beares the blessed Virgin Maryes name The Towne is