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A new discouery by sea, with a vvherry from London to Salisbury. Or, a voyage to the West, the worst, or the best That e're was exprest. By Iohn Taylor.
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Taylor, John, 1580-1653.
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1623
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Whose Brawney limbes and rough neglected Beard And grim aspect made halfe of vs afeard And as he vnto vs his course did make I courage tooke and thus to him I spake Man monster fiend or fish what e're thou be That trauelst here in Neptunes Monarchy I charge thee by his dreadfull Three-tin'd Mace Thou hurt not me or mine in any case And if thou be'st produc'd of Mortall kinde Shew vs some course how we the way may finde To deeper water from these sands so shallow I which thou seest our ship thus wash and wallow With that he shrugging vp his shoulders strong Spake like a Christian in the Kentish tongue Quoth he Kinde sir I am a Fisherman Who many yeares my liuing thus haue wan By wading in these sandy troblous waters For Shrimps Wilks Cockles and such vsefull matters And I will lead you with a course I 'le keepe From out these dangerous shallowes to the deepe Then by the nose along he led our Boate Till past the flatts our Barke did brauely floate Our Sea-horse that had drawne vs thus at large I gaue two groates vnto and did discharge Then in an houre and a halfe or little more We throgh the Downes at Deale went safe on shore There did our Hostesse dresse the Fowle we kill'd With which our hungry stomacks well we fill'd The morrow being Wednesday breake of day We towards Douer took our weary way The churlish windes awak'd the Seas high fury Which made vs glad to land there I assure yee Blinde Fortune did so happily contriue That we as sound as bells did safe ariue At Douer where a man did ready stand To giue me Entertainment by the hand A man of mettle marke and note long since He graced was to lodge a gratious Prince And now his speeches sum and scope and pith Is Iack and Tom each one his Cosin Smith That if with pleasant talke you please to warme ye He is an Host much better then an Army A goodly man well fed and corpulent Fill'd like a bag-pudding with good content A right good fellow free of cap and legge Of complement as full as any Egge To speake of Him I know it is of Folly He is a mortall foe to Melancholly Mirth is his life and trade and I thinke very That he was got when all the world was merry Health vpon health he doubled and redoubled Till his and mine and all our braines were troubled Vnto our absent Betters there we dranke Whom we are bound to loue they not to thanke By vs mine Host could no great proffit reape Our meate and lodging was so good and cheape That to his praise thus much I le truly tell He vs'd vs kindely euery way and well And though my lines before are merry writ Where ere I meet him I le acknowledge it To see the Castle there I did desire And vp the Hill I softly did aspire Whereas it stands impregnable in strength Large in Circumference heigth bredth and length Built on a fertile plat of ground that they Haue yearely growing twenty loads of Hay Great Ordnance store pasture for Kine and Horses Rampiers and Walls t' withstand inuasiue forces That be it well with truth and courage man'd Munition victuall'd then it can withstand The powers of twenty Tamberlaines the Great Till in the end with shame they would Retreat T is gouern'd by a graue and prudent Lord Whose Iustice doth to each their right afford Whose worth within the Castle and without The fiue Ports and the country all about The people with much loue doe still recite Because he makes the wrongers render Right The kindnesse I receiued there was such That my remembrance cannot be too much I saw a Gun thrice eight foot length of Brasse And in a Wheele I saw a comely Asse Dance like a Dogge that 's turning of a Spit And draw as it were from the infernall pit Whose deepe Abisse is perpendicular One hundred fathome or well neere as farre So christaline so cleere and coole a water That will in Summer make a mans teeth chatter And when to see it vp I there had stood I dranke thereof and found it sweet and good So farewell Castle Douer Douer Peere Farewell Host Bradshaw thanks for my good cheere My bonny Barke to Sea was bound againe On Thursday morne we launchd into the maine By Folstone and by Sangates ancient Castle Against the rugged waues we tugge and wrastle By Hyde by Rumney and by Rumney Marsh The Tyde against vs and the winde blew harsh 'Twixt Eolus and Neptune was such strife That I n're felt worse weather in my life Tost and retost retost and tost againe With rumbling tumbling on the rowling Maine The boystrous breaking Billowes curled locks Impetuously did beate against the Rockes The winde much like a Horse whose wind is broke Blew thicke and short that we were like to choake As it outragiously the billowes shaues The Gusts like dust blowne from the bryny waues And thus the windes and seas robustious gods Fell by the eares starke mad at furious ods Our slender Ship turmoyld 'twixt shores and Seas Aloft or Iowe as stormes and flawes did please Sometimes vpon a foaming Mountaines top Whose heigth did seeme the heau'ns to vnderprop When straight to such profunditie she fell As if she diu'd into the deepest Hell The Clowdes like ripe Apostumes burst showrd Their mattery watery substance headlong powr'd Yet though all things were mutable and fickle They all agreed to souse vs in a pickle Of waters fresh and salt from Seas and skye Wihch with our sweat ioynd in triplicitie That looking each on other there we saw We neither were halfe stewd nor yet halfe rawe But neither hot or cold good flesh or fishes For Canniballs we had beene ex'lents dishes Bright Phoebus hid his golden head with feare Not daring to behold the dangers there Whilst in that straight or Exigent we stand We see and wish to land yet durst not land Like rowling Hills the Billowes beate and roare Against the melancholly Beachie shore That if we landed neither strength or wit Could saue our Boate from being sunke or split To keepe the Sea sterne puffing Eols breath Did threaten still to blow vs all to death The waues amaine vnbid oft boorded vs Whilst we almost three houres beleaguerd thus On euery side with danger and distresse Resolu'd to runne on shore at Dengie Nesse There stands some thirteene Cottages together To shelter Fishermen from winde and weather And there some people were as I suposd Although the dores and windowes all were closd I neere the land into the Sea soone leapt To see what people those same houses kept I knockd and cald at each from house to house But found no forme of mankinde man or Mouse This newes all sad and comfortlesse and cold Vnto my company I straightwaies told Assuring them the best way I did thinke Was to hale vp the Boate although she sinke Resolued thus we
altogether please To put her head to shore her sterne to Seas They leaping ouerboord amidst the Billowes We pluck'd her vp vnsunke like stout tall fellowse Thus being wet from top to toe we strip'd except our shirts and vp and downe we skip'd Till winde and Sunne our wants did well supply And made our outsides and our insides drie Two miles from thence a ragged town there stood To which I went to buy some drinke and food Where kindely ouer reckon'd well misus'd Was and with much courtesie abusde Mine Hostes did account it for no trouble For single fare to make my paiment double Yet did her minde and mine agree together That I once gone would neuer more come thither The Cabbins where our Boate lay safe and well Belong'd to men which in this towne did dwell And one of them I thanke him lent vs then The Key to o'pe his hospitable Den A brazen Kettle and a pewter dish To serue our needs and dresse our flesh and fish Then from the Butchers we bought Lambe sheep Beere from the Alehouse and a Broome to sweepe Our Cottage that for want of vse was musty And most extreamly rusty-fusty-dusty There two dayes space we Roast boyle broyle And toyle and moyle and keepe a noble coyle For onely we kept open house alone And he that wanted Beefe might haue a Stone Our Grandam Earth with beds did all befriend vs And bountifully all our lengthes did lend vs That laughing or else lying downe did make Our backs and sides sore and our ribs to ake On Saturday the windes did seeme to cease And brawling Seas began to hold their peace When we like Tenants beggerly and poore Decreed to leaue the Key beneath the doore But that our Land-lord did that shift preuent Who came in pudding time and tooke his Rent And as the Sunne was from the Ocean peeping We launch'd to Sea againe and left house-keeping When presently we saw the drisling skyes Gan powt and lowre and Windes and Seas gan rise Who each on other playd their parts so wilde As if they meant not to be Reconcilde The whilst we leape vpon those liquid hills Where Porposes did shew their finns and Gills Whilst we like various Fortunes Tennis ball At euery stroake were in the Hazzard all And thus by Rye and Winchelsey we past By Fairleigh and those Rockie cliffs at last Some two miles short of Hastings we perceiu'd The Lee shore dangerous and the Billowes heau'd Which made vs land to scape the Seas distresse Within a harbour almost harbourlesse We giue God thankes amongst the Rocks we hit Yet were we neither wash'd or sunk or split Within a Cottage nigh there dwels a Weauer Who entertain'd vs as the like was neuer No meat no drinke no lodging but the floore No Stoole to sit no Locke vnto the doore No straw to make vs litter in the night Nor any Candlesticke to hold the light To which the Owner bid vs welcome still Good entertainment though our cheare was ill The morrow when the Sun with flushed face In his diurnall course began to trace The winde exceeding stiffe and strong and tough The Seas outragious and extreamely rough Our Boate laid safe vpon the Beachy sand Whilst we to Hastings went or walk'd by land Much to that Towne my thankfulnesse is bound Such vndeserued kindnesse there I found Three nights we lay there and three daies we spent Most freely welcom'd with much merriment Kinde Mr. Mayor his loue aboue the rest Me and my crew he did both feed and feast He sent vs Gold and came himselfe to vs My thankes are these because his loue was thus Mine Host and Hostesse Clayton both I thanke And all good fellowes there I found so francke That what they had or what could there be got They neither thought too heauy or too hot The windes and seas continued still their course Inueterate seem'd their rage vntam'd their force Yet were we loath to linger and delay But once againe to venture and away Thus desperatly resolud twixt hope and doubt Halfe sunke with launching madly we went out At twelue a clorke at noone and by Sun set To Miching or New Hauen we did get There almost sunke to saue our Boat at last Our selues into the shallow Seas we cast And pluck d her into safety to remaine Till Friday that we put to sea againe Then mongst our old acquaintance storms flaws At euery stroake neere deaths deuouring iawes The weary daye we past through many feares And land at last quite sunke ore head and eares All dropping drie like fiue poore Rats halfe drownd From succour farre we halde the Boate on ground Cast out our water whilst we brauely drop'd And vp and downe to drie our selues we hop'd Thus we our weary Pilgrimage did weare Expecting for the weather calme and cleare But stormes flawes windes seas tooke no minutes rest Continuall fiercely blowing West Southwest A Towne call'd Goreing stood neere two miles wide To which we went and had our wants supplide There we relieu'd our selues with good compassion With meate and lodging of the homely fashion To bed we went in hope of rest and ease But all beleaguer'd with an host of Fleas Who in their furie nip'd and skip'd so hotly That all our skins were almost turn'd to motly The bloudy fight endur'd at least sixe houres When we opprest with their encreasing powres Were glad to yeeld the honour of the day Vnto our foes and rise and runne away The night before a Constable there came Who ask'd my Trade my dwelling and my name My businesse and a troope of questions more And wherefore we did land vpon that shore To whom I fram'd my answers true and fit According to his plenteous want of wit But were my words all true or if I lyde With neither I could get him satisfide He ask'd if we were Pyrates we said no As if we had we would haue told him so He said that Lords sometimes would enterprise T' escape and leaue the Kingdome in disguise But I assur'd him on my honest word That I was no disguised Knight or Lord He told me then that I must goe sixe miles T' a Iustice there Sir Iohn or else Sir Giles I told him I was loath to goe so farre And he tolde me he would my iourney barre Thus what with Fleas and with the seuerall prat Of th'Officer and his Ass-ociates We arose to goe but Fortune bad vs stay The Constable had stolne our Oares away And borne them thence a quarter of a mile Quite through a Lane beyond a gate and stile And hid them there to hinder my depart For which I wish'd him hang'd with all my hart A Plowman for vs found our Oares againe Within a field well fill'd with Barly Graine Then madly gladly out to Sea we thrust Gainst windes and stormes many a churlish Gust By Kingston Chappell and by Rushington By little Hampton and by Midleton To