IDENTILIN$$ F004C08 Leconfield MS, ff. 9-15v\JPK/mf/6-4-93\GAS\o\4-8-97\C:JSC\6-18-97 004.C08.HE1 %XSatyre: 4.%5th%6| 004.C08.001 Well, I maie nowe receiue and dye: My sinne 004.C08.002 Indeede is great, butt I haue bein in [CW:A#purgatorie.|] 004.C08.003 A purgatorie, such as feard hell is [f.9v] 004.C08.004 A recreaco%Mn and skant mapp of this. 004.C08.005 My minde neither's with prides itch, nor yett hath bein, 004.C08.006 Poison'd with loue; to see or to be seene, 004.C08.007 I had no suite there, nor no suite to shewe, 004.C08.008 Yett went to Court; Butt as Glaze w%5ch%6 did goe 004.C08.009 To Masse in iest, catch'd was, faine to disburse, 004.C08.010 The hundred marks, which is the statutes curse. 004.C08.011 Before he skapte; So itt pleased my destenie, 004.C08.012 (Guiltie of my sinne of going) to thinck mee, 004.C08.013 As prone to all ill, and to good as forgett= 004.C08.014 Full, as proud, as lustfull, and as much in debt 004.C08.015 As vaine, as wittles, and as false as they 004.C08.016 Which dwell in Court, for once going that waye. 004.C08.017 Therfore I sufferd this, towards me did runne 004.C08.018 A thinge more strange, then on Nilus slyme, the Sunne 004.C08.019 Ere bred, or all which to Noahs ark ca[*%>>>m<<]e 004.C08.020 A thing which woulde haue posed Adam to name, 004.C08.021 Stranger then seauen Antiquaries studdies, 004.C08.022 Then Affrick monsters, Guyanaes rarities. [CW:Stranger.|] 004.C08.023 Stranger then strangers; One whoe for a Dane [f.10r] 004.C08.024 In the Danes Massacre, had sure bein slaine, 004.C08.025 Yf he had liued then, and without help dyes 004.C08.026 When next the prentices gainst strangers ryze, 004.C08.027 One who%Me the watch att noone letts skarce go by 004.C08.028 One, to whome, thexamining Iustice, sure woold cry; 004.C08.029 S.%5r%6 by your Preisthood, tell me what you are; 004.C08.030 His clothes were strange, though course, and black though bare, 004.C08.031 Sleeueles his Ierkin was, and itt had bein 004.C08.032 Veluett; butt t'was nowe (so much ground was seene) 004.C08.033 Become Tuftaffetie: And our children shall 004.C08.034 See it plaine rash a while, then naught att all. 004.C08.035 This thing hath trauail'ed, and saith, speakes all tongues 004.C08.036 And onlie knoweth, what to all states belongs 004.C08.037 Made of th'accents, and best phraze of all theise, 004.C08.038 He speakes one[sic] language; Yf strange meats displease, 004.C08.039 Art can deceiue, or hunger force my taste, 004.C08.040 Butt Pedants Motley tongue, Souldiers bum baste, 004.C08.041 Mountebancks drug=tongue, nor y%5e%6 termes of lawe 004.C08.042 Are strong enough preparatiues to drawe. [CW:ME#to|][miscatch] 004.C08.043 Mee to beare this, yett I must be content [f.10v] 004.C08.044 With his tongue, in his tongue, cull'd[sic] complement: 004.C08.045 In w%5ch%6 he cann winne widdowes, and paie skores, 004.C08.046 Make men speake treason, cosen suttlest whores, 004.C08.047 Out=flatter fauorites, or outlye either, 004.C08.048 Iouius, or Surius, or boath togeather. 004.C08.049 He names me, and comes to me, I whisper, God, 004.C08.050 Howe haue I sinned, that thy wraths furious rod 004.C08.051 This fellowe choseth me? He saith S.%5r%6 004.C08.052 I loue your iudgement; whome doe you preferr 004.C08.053 For the best linguist? And I seelily 004.C08.054 Said, that I though Calepines dictionarie, 004.C08.055 Nay, butt of men, most sweete S%5r%6>>,<< Beza then, 004.C08.056 Some Iesuites, and twoe reuerend men 004.C08.057 Of our twoe Academies, I named, there 004.C08.058 He stopt me, and said, nay your Apostles were 004.C08.059 Good prettie lingu[*%>>>i<<]sts, and so Panirge was. 004.C08.060 Yett a poore gentleman all theise maie pass, 004.C08.061 By trauaile, Then, as if he would haue soulde 004.C08.062 His tongue, he prais'd itt, and such words tolde [CW:That#I.] 004.C08.063 That I was faine to saye, yf you had liu'd S.%5r%6 [f.11r] 004.C08.064 Tyme enough to haue bein Interpreter 004.C08.065 To Babells bricklaiers, Sure the Tower had stood. 004.C08.066 He adds, yf of Court=life you knowe the good, 004.C08.067 You woulde leaue lonelines; I said not alone 004.C08.068 My lonelines is, butt Spartans fashion, 004.C08.069 To teach by painting, drunckards dooth not last 004.C08.070 Now, Aretines pictures, haue made fewe chast; 004.C08.071 No more can Princes Courts, though there be fewe 004.C08.072 Better pictures of vice, teach me Virtue; 004.C08.073 He, like a high strecht, lute string squeak't, O [sic]S%5r%6ir, 004.C08.074 Tis sweete to talke of Kings, att Westminster 004.C08.075 Said I, the man that keepes the Abbey tombes, 004.C08.076 And for his price dooth with whoe euer comes, 004.C08.077 Of all our Harries and our Edwards talke, 004.C08.078 From King to King, and all theire Kinn can walke 004.C08.079 Your eares shall heare naught butt Kings, your eyes meet 004.C08.080 Kings onlie, the waie to itt is Kings street>>.<< 004.C08.081 He smack'd>>,<< and cry'd>>,<< he's base, mechannick course>>,<< 004.C08.082 So are#are your Englishmen, in theire discourse.| [CW:Are.|] 004.C08.083 Are not your ffrenchmen neat? myne as you see, [f.11v] 004.C08.084 I haue butt one Frenchman, looke he follows me. 004.C08.085 Certes they are neatlie cloath'd, I of this minde am>>,<< 004.C08.086 Your onlie wearing is your grogaram: 004.C08.087 Not so S%5r%6, I haue more>>;<< v%>>>V<>>h<%V%5e%6>%V%5office%6<< paid, 004.C08.122 He saieth our warrs thriue ill, because delayd, [CW:That.|] 004.C08.123 That offices are entail'd, and that there are [f.12v] 004.C08.124 Perpetuities of them lasting as farr 004.C08.125 As the last daye: And that great Officers 004.C08.126 Doe with the Piratts share and Dunkerkers. 004.C08.127 Whoe wasts in meat, in clothes, in horses, he notes, 004.C08.128 Whoe loues whores, whoe boyes, and whoe goats. 004.C08.129 I more amaz'd then Circes prisoners, when 004.C08.130 They felt themselues turne beasts, felt my self then 004.C08.131 Becoming Traitor, and mee=thought I sawe 004.C08.132 One of our Giant statutes, ope his Iawe 004.C08.133 To suck me in, for hearing him, I found 004.C08.134 That as burnt Venom'd leachers doe growe sound 004.C08.135 By giving others theire sores, I might growe 004.C08.136 Guiltie, and he freed: Therfore I did shewe 004.C08.137 All signes of loathing, butt since I am in 004.C08.138 I must paie mine, and my forefathers sinne. 004.C08.139 To the last farthing; Therfore to my power 004.C08.140 Toughly and stubbornlie I beare this cross, butt y%5e%6 hower 004.C08.141 Of mercie nowe was come; he tryes to bring 004.C08.142 Me to paie a fine, to skape his torturing [CW:And#saies.|] 004.C08.143 And saies, S%5r%6, can you spare me; I said willinglie [f.13r] 004.C08.144 Naye S%5r%6, can you spare me a crowne? thanckfullie I 004.C08.145 Gaue itt, as ransome, But as fidlers still 004.C08.146 Though they be paid to be gone, yett needs will 004.C08.147 Thrust one more Iigge vpon you, so did he 004.C08.148 With his long complementall thancks Vex me; 004.C08.149 Butt he is gone, thancks to his needie want, 004.C08.150 And the prerogatiue of my Crowne: Scant 004.C08.151 His thanks were ended, when I (w%5ch%6 did see) 004.C08.152 All the Court fil'd with things more strange then hee) 004.C08.153 Rann from thence, with such, or more haste, then one 004.C08.154 Whoe feares more actions, dooth haste from prison 004.C08.155 At home in wholsome solitarines 004.C08.156 My pretious soule began the wretchednes 004.C08.157 Of Suters att Court to mourne; And a trance 004.C08.158 Like his, whoe dreampt he sawe hell, did aduance 004.C08.159 Itt self on mee, such men as he sawe there, 004.C08.160 I sawe att Court, and worse and more; Lowe feare 004.C08.161 Becomes the guiltie, not the Accuser; then 004.C08.162 Shall I, nones slaue, of high borne, or raised men, [CW:Feare|] 004.C08.163 Feare frownes? And my M:%5re%6[sic] truth, betraye thee [f.13v] 004.C08.164 To huffing braggart, puft nobilitie. 004.C08.165 No, No, thou w%5ch%6 since yesterday hast bein 004.C08.166 Almost about the worlde, Hast thou seene 004.C08.167 O Sunne, in all thy Iorney>>,<< Vanitie, 004.C08.168 Such as swells the bladder of our Court? I 004.C08.169 Thinck he w%5ch%6 made your waxen garden, and 004.C08.170 Transported itt from Italie to stand, 004.C08.171 With vs, att London, floutes our Presence>>,<< for 004.C08.172 Iust such gaye painted thinges, w%5ch%6 no sapp nor, 004.C08.173 Taste haue in them, ours are, And naturall 004.C08.174 Some of the stocks are, theire fruits bastard all. 004.C08.175 T'is ten a clock and past; All whome the Mues, 004.C08.176 Baloune, Tennis, Dyett, or the Stewes, 004.C08.177 Had all the morning held, nowe the second 004.C08.178 Tyme made readie that day, in flocks are found 004.C08.179 In the presence, and I (god pardon me) 004.C08.180 As fresh and sweete theire apparrells be, as bee 004.C08.181 The feilds they soulde to buy them; for a King 004.C08.182 Those hose are, cryes the flatterers; and bring [CW:Them.|] 004.C08.183 Them next weeke vnto the Theatre to sell; [f.14r] 004.C08.184 Wants, reach all states; Me seemes they doe as well 004.C08.185 Att stage, as Court; All are players, whoe eare lookes 004.C08.186 (For themselues dare not goe,) ore cheapside bookes, 004.C08.187 Shall finde theire wardrops Inuentorie; nowe 004.C08.188 The Ladies come, as Piratts, w%5ch%6 doe knowe 004.C08.189 That there came weake ships fraught w%5th%6 Cutchanell. 004.C08.190 The men board them, and praize, as they thinck well, 004.C08.191 Theire bewties, they the mens witts, bothe are bought, 004.C08.192 Why good witts, neare weare skarlett gownes, I thought 004.C08.193 This cause, theise men, mens witts, for speeches buye, 004.C08.194 And weomen buy all redds, w%5ch%6 skarlett dye. 004.C08.195 He call'd hir bewtie lyme twiggs, her haire, nett, 004.C08.196 Shee feares hir druggs ill laid, her haire loose sett; 004.C08.197 Woold not Heraclitus laughe to see Macrine 004.C08.198 From hatt to shooe, himself att doare refine 004.C08.199 As if the presence were a Moschite, and lifte 004.C08.200 His shirts and hose, and call his clothes to shrift. 004.C08.201 Making them confes, not onlie Mortall 004.C08.202 Great staines, and holes, in them butt Veniall. [CW:Feathers.|] 004.C08.203 Feathers and dust, wherwith they fornicate [f.14v] 004.C08.204 And then by Durers rules, suruay the state 004.C08.205 Of his each limbe, and with strings the odds tryes 004.C08.206 Of his neck to his legg, and waste to thighes. 004.C08.207 So in immaculate clothes and Symmetrie 004.C08.208 Perfect as circles, with such nicetie 004.C08.209 As a young Preacher att his first tyme goes 004.C08.210 To preach>>,<< he enters, and a Ladie w%5ch%6 owes 004.C08.211 Him not so much as good will, he arrests 004.C08.212 And vnto hir protests, protests, protests, 004.C08.213 Somuch as att Rome woulde serue to haue throwne 004.C08.214 Ten Cardinalls into the Inquisition; 004.C08.215 And whisperd by Iesus%>>>Iesue<< so often, that A. 004.C08.216 Purseuant would haue rauished him awaie 004.C08.217 For saying of our Ladies Psalter; Butt t'is fitt 004.C08.218 That they each other plague, they meritt itt. 004.C08.219 Butt heere comes Glorius, that will plague them bothe 004.C08.220 Whoe in the other extreame, onlie dooth 004.C08.221 Call a rough carelesnes, good fashion, 004.C08.222 Whose cloake his spurs teare, whome he spitts on [CW:Hee.|] 004.C08.223 He cares not, his ill words doe not harme, [f.15r] 004.C08.224 To him, he rusheth in as yf Arme, arme, 004.C08.225 He meant to crye; And though his face be as ill, 004.C08.226 As theires which in olde hangings whip Christ, yett still. 004.C08.227 [lc]he striues to looke worse, he keepes all in awe, 004.C08.228 Iests like a lycens'd foole, commaunds like lawe; 004.C08.229 Ty'rde nowe I leaue this place, and butt pleas'd soe 004.C08.230 As men w%5ch%6 from iayles, to Execution goe, 004.C08.231 Goe through the great chamber, (why is itt hunge 004.C08.232 With the 7 deadlie sinns, being amonge [")"om] 004.C08.233 Those Askarparts, men bigg enough to throwe 004.C08.234 Charing Cross for a barr, men that doe knowe 004.C08.235 No token of worth butt Queenes man, and fine, 004.C08.236 Liuing barrells of beif, flaggons of wine 004.C08.237 I shooke like a spyed spie; Preachers w%5ch%6 are 004.C08.238 Seas of witts and arts, you can, then dare 004.C08.239 Drowne the sinns of this place, For for me 004.C08.240 Which am butt a scarce brooke, itt enough shall bee 004.C08.241 To wash the staynes awaie; Though I yett 004.C08.242 With Maccabees modestie, the knowne merrett [CW:Of.|] 004.C08.243 Of my worke Lessen: Yett some wiseman shall [f.15v] 004.C08.244 I hope esteeme my writts Canonicall.| 004.C08.0SS [om] 004.C08.0$$ %1No ind%2