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A06185
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A looking glasse for London and England. Made by Thomas Lodge Gentleman, and Robert Greene. In Artibus Magister
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Lodge, Thomas, 1558?-1625.; Greene, Robert, 1558?-1592. aut
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loue my boyes In loue or what may satisfie your lust Act it my Lords for no man dare say no. Smith Denesum imperium Cum Ioue nunc teneo Exeunt Enters brought in by an Angell Oseas the Prophet and set downe ouer the Stage in a Throne Angell Amaze not man of God if in the spirit Th' art brought from Iewry vnto Niniuie So was Elias wrapt within a storme And set vpon mount Carnell by the Lord For thou hast preacht long to the stubborne Iewes Whose flintie hearts haue felt no swéet remorse But lightly valuing all the threats of God Haue still perseuerd in their wickednesse Loe I haue brought thée vnto Niniuie The rich and royall Citie of the world Pampred in wealth and ouergrowne with pride As Sodome and Gomorrha full of sin The Lord lookes downe and cannot sée one good Not one that couets to obey his will But wicked all from Cradle to the Cruch Note then Oseas all their gréeuous sinnes And sée the wrath of God that paies reuenge And when the ripenesse of their sin is full And thou hast written all their wicked through I le carry thée to Iewry backe againe And seate thée in the great Ierusalem There shalt thou publish in her open stréetes That God sends downe his hatefull wrath for sin On such as neuer heard his Prophets speake Much more will he inflict a world of plagues On such as heare the swéetnesse of his voice And yet obey not what his Prophets speake Sit thée Oseas pondring in the spirit The mightinesse of these fond peoples sinnes Oseas The will of the Lord be done Exit Angell Enters the Clowne and his crew of Ruffians to go to drinke Ruffian Come on Smyth thou shalt be one of the Crew because thou knowst where the best Ale in the Town is Smith Come on in faith my colts I haue left my M. striking of a heat and stole away because I would kéep you company Clowne Why what shall we haue this paltrie Smith with vs Smith Paltry Smith why you in ãâ¦ã you that you speak pettie ãâ¦ã trade Clowne Why slaue I am a gentleman ãâ¦ã Smith A Gentleman good sir I remember ãâ¦ã your progenitors your father bare office in our ãâ¦ã man he was and in great discredit in the parish ãâ¦ã two squiers liuings on him the one was on ãâ¦ã and then he kept the towne stage and on ãâ¦ã him the Sextens man for he whipt dogs out of the ãâ¦ã sir your father why sir mée-thinks I sée the ãâ¦ã proper youth he was faith aged some foure ten his ãâ¦ã colour halfe blacke halfe white his nose was in the ãâ¦ã grée of noses it was nose Autem glorificam so set ãâ¦ã that after his death it should haue bin nailed vp in Coppâ ãâ¦ã hall for a monument well sir I was beholding to your ãâ¦ã for he was the first man that euer instructed me in ãâ¦ã sterie of a pot of Ale 2. Well said Smith that crost him ouer the thumbs Clowne Uillaine were it not that we go to be merry ãâ¦ã pier should presently quit thy opproprious termes ãâ¦ã O Peter Peter put vp thy sword I prithie heartily into thy ãâ¦ã bard hold in your rapier for though I haue not a long reach ãâ¦ã haue a short hitter Nay then gentlemen stay me for my ãâ¦ã begins to rise against him for marke the words a paltry ãâ¦ã Oh horrible sentence thou hast in these words I will stand ãâ¦ã libelled against all the sound horses whole horses sore ãâ¦ã Coursers Curtalls Iades Cuts Hackneies and Mare ãâ¦ã upon my friend in their defence I giue thée this curse shalt ãâ¦ã be worth a horse of thine owne this seuen yeare 1. Clowne I prithie Smith is your occupation so excellenâ ãâã A paltry Smith why I le stand to it a Smith is Lord of the foure elements for our yron is made of the earth our bellowes blow out aire our flore holdes fire and our forge water Nay sir we reade in the Chronicles that there was a God of our occupation ãâ¦ã a Cuckold ãâ¦ã he cald your father cousin paltry smith ãâ¦ã thou hast defaced their worshipfull ãâ¦ã ãâ¦ã how ãâ¦ã stand to it that a Smith in his kinde is a ãâ¦ã and a Barber For let a Horse take a cold or ãâ¦ã the hots and we straight giue him a potion or ãâ¦ã phisicall maner that he mends straight if ãâ¦ã diseases as the spuing splent ring-bone ãâ¦ã fashion or sir a galled backe we let him blood clap ãâ¦ã to him with a pestilence that mends him with a ãâ¦ã now if his mane grow out of order and he haue ãâ¦ã haires we straight to our shéeres and trim him ãâ¦ã cut it please vs picke his eares and make him neat ãâ¦ã indéed sir we are slouings for one thing we neuer vse ãâã musk-balls to wash him with and the reason is sir because ãâã woe without kissing Clowne Well sirrha leaue off these praises of a Smyth ãâã vs to the best Ale in the Towne ãâã sir I haue a feate aboue all the Smythes in Niniuie for sir ãâã am a Philosopher that can dispute of the nature of Ale for ãâã you sir a pot of Ale consists of foure parts Imprimis the ãâã the Toast the Ginger and the Nutmeg Clowne Excellent ãâã Ale is a restoratiue bread is a binder marke you sir two excellent points in phisicke the Ginger oh ware of that the philosophers haue written of the nature of ginger t is expullsitiue in two degrées you shal here the sentence of Galen it wil make a man belch cough and fart and is a great comfort to the hart a proper poesie I promise you but now to the noble vertue of the Nutmeg it is saith one Ballad I think an English Roman was the authour an vnderlayer to the braines for when the Ale giues a buffet to the head oh the Nutmeg that keepes him for while in temper Thus you sée the discription of the vertue of a pot of Ale now sir to put my phisical precepts in practise ãâ¦ã any further Clowne What 's the matter now Why séeing I haue prouided the Ale who is ãâ¦ã wenches for masters take this of me a cup ãâ¦ã wench why alasse t is like an egge without salt ãâ¦ã without mustard Lead vs to the Ale wée le haue wenches inough I ãâ¦ã Oseas Iniquitie seekes out companions still And mortall men are armed to do ill London looke on this matter nips thee neere Leaue off thy ryot pride and sumptuous cheere Spend lesse at boord and spare not at the doore But aide the infant and releeue the poore Else seeking mercy being mercilesse Thou be adiudged to endlesse heauinesse Enters the Vsurer a yoong Gentleman and a poore man Vsurer Come on I am euery day troubled with these néedie companions what newes with you what wind brings you hither Gent. Sir I hope how far soeuer you make it off you remember too well for me that this is the day wherin I should pay you