IDENTILIN$$ F001B40|Lansdowne ms.|ff. 70-72|E:JF\x\3-7-1993|TJS|o|7-26-95/cor MJJ 2-26-96\JSC\9-10\98 001.B40.HE1 Satyra 001.B40.001 Away thou fondling %1Motley Humorist%2 001.B40.002 Leaue me, and in this standing wooden Chest 001.B40.003 Consorted w%5th%6 these few bookes, lett me lye 001.B40.004 In prison, and here be Coffin'd when I dye: 001.B40.005 Here are Gods Conduits, %1Graue=Deuines%2, and here 001.B40.006 Natures Secretarye, the %1Philosopher%2; 001.B40.007 And Iolly Statesmen, w%5ch%6 teach how to tye 001.B40.008 The synewes of a Cittyes misticke bodye: 001.B40.009 Here gathering Chroniclers; and by them stand 001.B40.010 Giddie, fantastique Poetts, of each land; 001.B40.011 Shall I leaue all this constant Companee 001.B40.012 And follow headlong wild vncertayne thee? 001.B40.013 ffirst sweare by thy best loue in earnest 001.B40.014 (If thou w%5ch%6 lou'st all, canst loue any best) 001.B40.015 Thou wilt not leaue me in the middle streete, 001.B40.016 Though some more spruce Companyon thou dost meete; 001.B40.017 Not though a Captayne doe come in thy waie, 001.B40.018 Bright p%Pcell gilt, w%5th%6 .40. dead mens paye, 001.B40.019 Nor though a briske perfum'd peirt Courtier 001.B40.020 Deigne w%5th%6 a nod thy courtesie to answere 001.B40.021 Nor come a Veluett Iustice, w%5th%6 a long 001.B40.022 Great traine of blew Coates .12. or .14. Strong [CW:Shalt][miscatch] 001.B40.023 Wilt thou grin, or fawne on him, or prepare [f.70v] 001.B40.024 A speech to Court his beautyous sonne & heire? 001.B40.025 ffor better or worse, take me, or leaue me, 001.B40.026 To take, and leaue me, is %1Adultery%2: 001.B40.027 Oh Monstrous sup%Pstitious Puritane 001.B40.028 Of refyn'd manners! Yet Ceremonyall man 001.B40.029 That when thou meetst me w%5th%6 enquyring eyes 001.B40.030 Dost search, and lyke a needye Broker, prize 001.B40.031 The Silke and Gold he weares, and to that rate 001.B40.032 So highe or low, dost raise thy formall Hatt: 001.B40.033 That wilt Consort none vntill thou haue knowne 001.B40.034 What lands he hath in hope, or of his owne; 001.B40.035 As though all thy Companions should make thee 001.B40.036 Ioyntures, and marrye thy deare companye. 001.B40.037 Why shouldest thou, that dost not onely approue 001.B40.038 But in ranke ytchie Lust, Desire, and Loue 001.B40.039 The Nakednes, and barrennesse to enjoye 001.B40.040 Of thy plumpe Muddy whore, or prostitute boye: 001.B40.041 Hate virtue though she be naked and bare, 001.B40.042 At birth and death our bodyes naked are: 001.B40.043 And till our soules be vnapparrelled 001.B40.044 Of bodyes, they from blisse are banished: 001.B40.045 Mans first blest state was naked, when by sinne 001.B40.046 He lost that, yet he was Clothed but in beasts skinne; 001.B40.047 And in this course Attyre w%5ch%6 I now weare 001.B40.048 W%5th%6 God, and w%5th%6 the Muses, I conferre.| [CW:But] 001.B40.049 But since thou like a Contrite penitent [f.71] 001.B40.050 Charitablye warn'd of thy sinnes, dost repent 001.B40.051 These Vanityes, and giddynesses; Loe 001.B40.052 I shutt my Cham[b+crossed#ascender] dore, and come, lets goe; 001.B40.053 But sooner may a Cheape whore, that hath beene 001.B40.054 Worne by as manye seu%5r%6all men in sinne, 001.B40.055 As are blacke ffethers, or Muskecollour hose 001.B40.056 Name her Childs right true ffather, 'mongst all those; 001.B40.057 Sooner maie one guesse who shall beare awaie 001.B40.058 The Infant of London, heire to an India; 001.B40.059 And soone%5r%6 may a gulling weather spye, 001.B40.060 By draweing forth heauens Scheames tell certaynely 001.B40.061 What fashion'd Hatts, or Ruffs, or Suites next yeare 001.B40.062 Our subtle wittyed antique youths will weare, 001.B40.063 Then thou, when thou departst from me can show, 001.B40.064 Whither, why, when, or w%5th%6 whom, thou wouldst goe; 001.B40.065 But how shall I be pardoned my offence 001.B40.066 That thus haue sinn'd against my Conscience 001.B40.067 Now wee are in the streete, he first of all 001.B40.068 Improuidentlye proude, Creepes to the wall, 001.B40.069 And soe imprysoned, and hemd in, by me, 001.B40.070 Sells for a little state his lybertie; 001.B40.071 Yett though he cannot skippe forth now to greete 001.B40.072 Euerye fyne Silken paynted foole we meete; 001.B40.073 He them to him, w%5th%6 amorous smyles allures, 001.B40.074 And grinnes, smackes, shruggs, and such an itch indures [CW:As] 001.B40.075 As Prentises, or SchooleBoyes w%5ch%6 doe knowe [f.71v] 001.B40.076 Of some gay sport abroad yet dare not goe, 001.B40.077 And as ffiddlers stopp lowest at highest sound, 001.B40.078 Soe to the most braue stoopte he, nigh'st the ground; 001.B40.079 But to a graue man, he doth moue noe more 001.B40.080 Then the wise politique Horse would heretofore: 001.B40.081 Or thou o%C Elephant, or Ape wilt doe, 001.B40.082 When anye names the King of Spayne to you; 001.B40.083 Now leapes he vpright, Ioggs me, and Cryes, doe you see 001.B40.084 Yonder well fauoured youth? W%5ch%6? oh! tis hee 001.B40.085 That dances soe deuynelye; Or said I 001.B40.086 Stand still, must you dance here for Companye? 001.B40.087 He droopte, we went, till one (w%5ch%6 did excell 001.B40.088 Th'Indyans in drincking his %1Tobacco%2 well) 001.B40.089 Mett vs, they talked; I whisp%Ped, lett vs goe, 001.B40.090 T'may be you smell him not, truely I doe; 001.B40.091 He heares not me, but on the other side 001.B40.092 A manye Coloured Peacocks haueing spide, 001.B40.093 Leaues him, and me, I for my lost sheepe staye, 001.B40.094 He followes, ou%5r%6takes, goes on the waie, 001.B40.095 Saying, him whom I last left's, all repute 001.B40.096 ffor his deuice in hansomeing a suite, 001.B40.097 To Iudge of lace, pinch panes, print, Cutt, & plight, 001.B40.098 Of all the Court to haue the best conceite; [CW:Our] 001.B40.099 Our dull Comoe%Ldyans want him, let him goe, [f.72] 001.B40.100 But, oh God strengthen thee, why stoopst thou soe? 001.B40.101 Why he hath trauelld long; Noe; but to me 001.B40.102 W%5ch%6 vnderstand none, he doth seeme to be 001.B40.103 Perfect ffrench & Itallian. I replyde 001.B40.104 Soe is the pox. He answered not, but spide 001.B40.105 More men of sort, of parts, and Quallities, 001.B40.106 At last his loue, he in a windowe spies; 001.B40.107 And lyke light dew exhal'd, he flings from me, 001.B40.108 Vyolentlye ravisht to his Letcherie. 001.B40.109 Manye were there, he could com%Mand noe more, 001.B40.110 He quarrelld, fought, bled, & turnd out of dore, 001.B40.111 Dyrectlye came to me, hanging the head, 001.B40.112 And constantlye awhile must keepe his Bed.|.|.| 001.B40.OSS ffinis 001.B40.O$$ %1Hanging ind, l.1; in l.52 scribe crosses "b" (like p%P) in "Chamb" to = "Chamber"%2