IDENTILIN$$  F002C08 Leconfield ms.|ff. 3v-6v|JPK/mf/5-10-93\P:GAS\o\4-8-97\C:JSC\6-12-97
002.C08.HE1  %X%3Satyre.2.%5d.%6%4|
002.C08.001  S,%5r%6 though (I thanck god for itt) I doe hate
002.C08.002  Perfectlie all this towne, yett ther's one state,
002.C08.003  In all ill things so excellentlie best,
002.C08.004  That hate towards them breeds pittie towards y%5e%6 rest;
002.C08.005  Though Poetrie indeed be such a sinne,
002.C08.006  As I thinck, that brings dearths, and spaniards in.| [CW:Though.|]
002.C08.007  Though like the pestilence, and olde fashion'd loue, [f.4r]
002.C08.008  Ridlinglie itt catch men; and dooth remooue.
002.C08.009  Neuer>>,<< till itt be steru'd out; yett theire state
002.C08.010  Is poore, disarm'd, like Papists, not worth hate.
002.C08.011  One, (like a wretch, which att barr iu%V%5>>d<<%6g'd as dead,
002.C08.012  Yett prompts him which stands next, and cannot read
002.C08.013  And saues his life) giues Ideott=Actors meanes,
002.C08.014  (Steruing himself) to liue by his labour'd Sceanes.
002.C08.015  As in some organ, Puppitts daunce aboue,
002.C08.016  And bellowes pant belowe which them doe mooue>>.<<
002.C08.017  One would mooue loue by rithmes; butt%>>>B<<utt witchcrafts=charm%5>>es<<%6.
002.C08.018  Bring not nowe their old feares, nor theire old harms.
002.C08.019  Ramms and slings now are seelie batterie,
002.C08.020  Pistoletts are the best artillerie.
002.C08.021  And they that write to lords, rewards to gett,
002.C08.022  Are they not like singers, att doares for meat?
002.C08.023  And they whoe write, because all write, haue still
002.C08.024  That excuse for writing, and for writing ill.
002.C08.025  Butt he is worst whoe (beggarlie dooth chawe
002.C08.026  Others witts fruits, and in his rauennous mawe. [CW:Rancklie.]
002.C08.027  Rancklie digested, dooth those things out=spue, [f.4v]
002.C08.028  As his owne things; and they are his owne>>,<< tis true,
002.C08.029  For if one eat my meat though itt be knowne
002.C08.030  The meat was mine, th'xcrement is his owne.
002.C08.031  Butt theise doe me no harme; nor they w%5ch%6 vse,
002.C08.032  To out=doe dildoes; and out=vsure Iewes.
002.C08.033  To out=drinck the Sea, t'outsweare the letanie;
002.C08.034  Whoe with sinns of all kinds as familiar bee,
002.C08.035  As Confessors: And for whose sinfull sake
002.C08.036  Schoolemen, newe tenements in hell must make.
002.C08.037  Whose strange sinns Canonists could hardlie tell,
002.C08.038  In w%5ch%6 comaundments large receipt they dwell.
002.C08.039  Butt these punnish themselues; The insolence
002.C08.040  Of Coscus onelie breeds my iust offence.
002.C08.041  Whome tyme (which rotts all, and makes botches poxe,
002.C08.042  And plodding on, must make a calfe an oxe)
002.C08.043  Hath made a Lawyer; which was (alasse) of late,
002.C08.044  Butt scarce a Poett, Iollier of this state,
002.C08.045  Then anie newe benefic'd ministers, He throwes
002.C08.046  Like netts, or lyme twigs, wheresoere he goes>>,<< [CW:His.|]
002.C08.047  His tytle of Barrister on euerie wench, [5r]
002.C08.048  And woes in language of the Pleas and bench.
002.C08.049  A motion, Ladie, speake Coscus; I haue beine,
002.C08.050  In loue, euer since tricesimo of the queene.
002.C08.051  Continuall claimes I haue made, Iniunctions gott
002.C08.052  To staie my ryualls suit, that he shoolde not,
002.C08.053  Proceede, spare me; In Hillarie terme I went,
002.C08.054  You said, yf I retorne[sic] next size in lent
002.C08.055  I shoold bee in remitter of your grace;
002.C08.056  In th'interim my letters shoold take place,
002.C08.057  Of affidauitts; Words, words, which woolde teare
002.C08.058  The tender Laborinth of a soft maides eare.
002.C08.059  More, more, then ten sclauonians, scholding more
002.C08.060  Then when winds in our ruynd Abbeis rore.
002.C08.061  When sick with Poetrie and possest with Muse,
002.C08.062  Thou wast, and madd. I hop'd: Butt men w%5ch%6 chuse
002.C08.063  Lawe practize for mere gaine; Bould soule repute
002.C08.064  Worse then imbrotheld strumpets prostitute.
002.C08.065  Nowe like an Oule=light[sic] watchman he must walk
002.C08.066  His hand still att a bill, nowe he must talke. [CW:Idlie.|]
002.C08.067  Idlie, like prisoners, w%5ch%6 whole months will sweare [f.5v]
002.C08.068  That onlie suertiship hath brought them there,
002.C08.069  And to euerie suter, lye in euerie thing,
002.C08.070  Like a King>>s<< fauorite, yea like a King;
002.C08.071  Like a wedge in a block, wring to the barr
002.C08.072  Bearing like asses, and more shameles farr>>,<<
002.C08.073  Then carted whores, lye, to the graue Iudge; for
002.C08.074  Bastardie abounds not in Kings tytles, nor
002.C08.075  Simonie, nor sodomie in churchmens liues,
002.C08.076  As theise things doe in him; by theise he thriues.
002.C08.077  Shortlie (as the Sea) he will compass all our land,
002.C08.078  From Scotts, to Wight; from Mount, to Douer strand>>.<<
002.C08.079  And spying heires melting with luxurie
002.C08.080  Sathan will not ioye at theire sinns>>,<< as he.
002.C08.081  For as a thriftie wench scrapes kitchinstuf
002.C08.082  And barrelling the droppings and the [sic]snufs
002.C08.083  Of wasting candells, which in thirtie yeere
002.C08.084  (Reliquelie kept,) perchaunce buyes wedding geere.
002.C08.085  Peecemeale he getts lands; and spends as much tyme
002.C08.086  Wringing each aker, as men pulling Prime. [CW:In]
002.C08.087  In parchment then, large as his feilds he drawes. [f.6r]
002.C08.088  Assurances, bigg, as glos'd Ciuill lawes.|
002.C08.089  So huge>>,<< that men (in our tymes [sic]fordwardnes)
002.C08.090  Are fathers of the Church for writing less.
002.C08.091  Theise he writes not; Nor for theise written paies,
002.C08.092  Therfore spares no length; as in those first daies.
002.C08.093  When Luther was profest: He did desire,
002.C08.094  Short Paternosters saying as a fryer,
002.C08.095  Each daie his beads, butt hauing left those lawes
002.C08.096  Ads to Christs prayer, the power and glorie clause.
002.C08.097  Butt when he sells or changes land, h'impaires
002.C08.098  His writings and (vnwatch'd) leaues out Ses heires.
002.C08.099  As slylie as anie Commenter goes by
002.C08.100  Hard words or sence; Or in deuinitie
002.C08.101  As Controuerters, in Vouch't texts leaue out
002.C08.102  Shrewd words, which might against them cleere the doubt.
002.C08.103  Where are those spread woods, w%5ch%6 cloth'd heertofore
002.C08.104  Those >>%Y<<bought>>%Z<<#bought lands; Not built, not burnt w%5th%6in doare.
002.C08.105  Wheres the olde landlords troopes, and almes, [sic]great halls
002.C08.106  Carthusian fasts, and fullsome Bacchanalls.| [CW:Equallie.|]
002.C08.107  Equallie I hate,%>hate>>;<< meanes%>>>M<<eanes bless: In ritch=mens homes
002.C08.108  I hidd%>>>bidd<< kill some beasts, butt no Hecatombs>>;<<
002.C08.109  None sterue, none surfeitt so, Butt (oh) wee allowe
002.C08.110  Good works as good, butt out of fashion now;
002.C08.111  Like olde ritch wardrops: Butt my words none drawes
002.C08.112  Within the vast reach of t'huge statute lawes.|
002.C08.0SSom  
002.C08.0$$  %1No ind; followed by Sat3 (f.6v) so closely that they're really run together as a single poem; Sat3's HE in LM (probably a scribal, uh, blunder)%2