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EPIGRAMS BY J[ohn] D[avies]. - Christopher Marlowe, The Works of Christopher Marlowe, vol. 3 (Poems) 
The Works of Christopher Marlowe, ed. A.H. Bullen (London: John C. Nimmo, 1885). Vol. 3.
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- Ovid's Elegies.
- P. Ovidii Nasonis 'amorum Liber Primus
- Elegia I. Quemadmodum a Cupidine, Pro Bellis Amores Scribere Coactus Sit.
- Elegia II. Quod Primo Amore Correptus, In Triumphum Duci Se a Cupidine Patiatur.
- Elegia III. Ad Amicam.
- Elegia IV. Amicam, Qua Arte Quibusque Nutibus In Cæna, Presente Viro, Uti Debeat, Admonet.
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- Elegia XIII. Ad Auroram Ne Properet.
- Elegia XIV. Puellam Consolatur Cui Præ Nimia Cura Comæ Deciderant.
- Elegia XV. Ad Invidos, Quod Fama Poetarum Sit Perennis.
- P. Ovidii Nasonis Amorum. Liber Secundus .
- Elegia I. Quod Pro Gigantomachia Amores Scribere Sit Coactus.
- Elegia II. Ad Bagoum, Ut Custodiam Puellæ Sibi Commissæ Laxiorem Habeat
- Elegia III. Ad Eunuchum Servantem Dominam.
- Elegia IV. Quod Amet Mulieres, Cujuscunque Formæ Sint.
- Elegia V. Ad Amicam Corruptam.
- Elegia VI. In Mortem Psittaci.
- Elegia VII. Amicæ Se Purgat, Quod Ancillam Non Amet.
- Elegia VIII. Ad Cypassim Ancillam Corinnæ.
- Elegia IX. Ad Cupidinem.
- Elegia X. Ad Græcinum Quod Eodem Tempore Duas Amet.
- Elegia XI. Ad Amicam Navigantem.
- Elegia XII. Exultat, Quod Amica Potitus Sit.
- Elegia XIII. Ad Isidem, Ut Parientem Corinnam Servet
- Elegia XIV. In Amicam, Quod Abortivum Ipsa Fecerit.
- Elegia XV. Ad Annulum, Quem Dono Amicæ Dedit.
- Elegia XVI. Ad Amicam, Ut Ad Rura Sua Veniat.
- Elegia XVII. Quod Corinnæ Soli Sit Serviturus.
- Elegia XVIII. Ad Macrum, Quod De Amoribus Scribat,
- Elegia XIX. Ad Rivalem Cut Nxor Curæ Non Erat.
- P. Ovidii Masonis Amorum. Liber Tertius .
- Elegia I. Deliberatio Poetæ, Utrum Elegos Pergat Scribere an Potius Tragoedias.
- Elegia II. Ad Amicam Cursum Equorum Spectantem.
- Elegia III. De Amica Quæ Perjuraverat.
- Elegia IV. Ad Virum Servantem Conjugem.
- Elegia VI. Ad Amnem Dum Iter Faceret Ad Amicam.
- Elegia VII. Quod Ab Amica Receptus, Cum Ea Coire Non Potuit Conqueritur.
- Elegia VIII. Quod Ab Amica Non Recipiatur, Dolet.
- Elegia IX. Tibulli Mortem Deflet.
- Elegia X. Ad Cererem, Conquerens Quod Ejus Sacris Cum Amica Concumbere Non Permittatur.
- Elegia XI. Ad Amicam a Cujus Amore Discedere Non Potest.
- Elegia XII. Dolet Amicam Suam Ita Suis Carminibus Innotuisse Ut Rivales Multos Sibi Pararit.
- Elegia XIII. De Junonis Festo.
- Elegia XIV. Ad Amicam, Si Peccatura Est, Ut Occulte Peccet.
- Elegia XV. Ad Venerem, Quod Elegis Finem Imponat.
- Epigrams By J[ohn] D[avies].
- Ad Musam. I.
- Of a Gull. II.
- In Refum. III.
- In Quintum. IV.
- In Plurimos. V.
- In Titum. VI.
- In Faustum. VII.
- In Katam. VIII.
- In Librum. IX.
- In Medontem. X
- In Gellam. XI.
- In Quintum. XII.
- In Severum. XIII.
- In Leucam. XIV.
- In Macrum. XV.
- In Faustum. XVI.
- In Cosmum. XVII.
- In Flaccum. XVIII.
- In Cineam. XIX.
- In Gerontem. XX.
- In Marcum. XXI.
- In Cyprium. XXII.
- In Cineam. XXIII.
- In Gallum. XXIV.
- In Decium. XXV.
- In Gellam. XXVI.
- In Syllam. XXVII.
- In Syllam. XXVIII.
- In Heywodum. XXIX.
- In Dacum. XXX.
- In Priscum. XXXI.
- In Brunum. XXXII.
- In Francum. XXXIII.
- In Castorem. XXXIV.
- In Septimium. XXXV.
- Of Tobacco. XXXVI.
- In Crassum. Xxxvii
- In Philonem. XXXVIII.
- In Fuscum. XXXIX.
- In Afrum. Xl.
- In Paulum. Xli.
- In Lycum. Xlii.
- In Publium. Xliii.
- In Syllam. Xliv.
- In Dacum. Xlv.
- In Marcum. Xlvi.
- Meditations of a Gull. Xlvii.
- Ad Musam. Xlviii.
- The First Book of Lucan.
- To His Kind and True Friend, Edward Blunt.
- The First Book of Lucan.
- The Passionate Shepherd to His Love.
- Dialogue In Verse.
- No. 1. the Atheist’s Tragedie.
- No. II.
- No. III. a Note
- No. IV.: The Death of Marlowe.
- Scene I.
- Scene II.
- Scene III.
EPIGRAMS BY J[ohn] D[avies].
EPIGRAMS BY J[ohn] D[avies].
AD MUSAM. I.
- Fly, merry Muse, unto that merry town,
- Where thou mayst plays, revels, and triumphs see:
- The house of fame, and theatre of renown,
- Where all good wits and spirits love to be.
- Fall in between their hands that praise and love thee.
- And be to them a laughter and a jest:
- But as for them which scorning shall reprove thee,
- Disdain their wits, and think thine own the best.
- But if thou find any so gross and dull,
- That thinks I do to private taxing lean,
- Bid him go hang, for he is but a gull,
- And knows not what an epigram doth mean,
- Which taxeth, under a particular name,
- A general vice which merits public blame.
OF A GULL. II.
- Oft in my laughing rhymes I name a gull;
- But this new term will many questions breed;
- Therefore at first I will express at full,
- Who is a true and perfect gull indeed.
- A gull is he who fears a velvet gown,
- And, when a wench is brave, dares not speak to her;
- A gull is he which traverseth the town,
- And is for marriage known a common wooer;
- A gull is he which, while he proudly wears
- A silver-hilted rapier by his side,
- Endures the lie and knocks about the ears,
- Whilst in his sheath his sleeping sword doth bide;
- A gull is he which wears good handsome clothes,
- And stands in presence stroking up his hair,
- And fills up his unperfect speech with oaths,
- But speaks not one wise word throughout the year.
- But, to define a gull in terms precise,—
- A gull is he which seems and is not wise.
IN REFUM. III.
- Rufus the courtier, at the theatre,
- Leaving the best and most conspicuous place,
- Doth either to the stage himself transfer,
- Or through a grate doth show his double face,
- For that the clamorous fry of Inns of Court
- Fill up the private rooms of greater price,
- And such a place where all may have resort
- He in his singularity doth despise.
- Yet doth not his particular humour shun
- The common stews and brothels of the town,
- Though all the world in troops do thither run,
- Clean and unclean, the gentle and the clown:
- Then why should Rufus in his pride abhor
- A common seat, that loves a common whore?
IN QUINTUM. IV.
- Quintus the dancer useth evermore
- His feet in measure and in rule to move:
- Yet on a time he call'd his mistress whore,
- And thought with that sweet word to win her love.
- O, had his tongue like to his feet been taught,
- It never would have utter'd such a thought!
IN PLURIMOS. V.
- Faustinus, Sextus, Cinna, Ponticus,
- With Gella, Lesbia, Thais, Rhodope,
- Rode all to Staines, for no cause serious,
- But for their mirth and for their lechery.
- Scarce were they settled in their lodging, when
- Wenches with wenches, men with men fell out,
- Men with their wenches, wenches with their men;
- Which straight dissolves this ill-assembled rout.
- But since the devil brought them thus together,
- To my discoursing thoughts it is a wonder,
- Why presently as soon as they came thither,
- The self-same devil did them part asunder.
- Doubtless, it seems, it was a foolish devil,
- That thus did part them ere they did some evil.
IN TITUM. VI.
- Titus, the brave and valorous young gallant,
- Three years together in this town hath been;
- Yet my Lord Chancellor's tomb he hath not seen,
- Nor the new water-work, nor the elephant.
- I cannot tell the cause without a smile,—
- He hath been in the Counter all this while.
IN FAUSTUM. VII.
- Faustus, nor lord nor knight, nor wise nor old,
- To every place about the town doth ride;
- He rides into the fields plays to behold,
- He rides to take boat at the water-side,
- He rides to Paul's, he rides to th' ordinary,
- He rides unto the house of bawdry too,—
- Thither his horse so often doth him carry,
- That shortly he will quite forget to go.
IN KATAM. VIII.
- Kate, being pleas'd, wish'd that her pleasure could
- Endure as long as a buff-jerkin would.
- Content thee, Kate; although thy pleasure wasteth,
- Thy pleasure's place like a buff-jerkin lasteth,
- For no buff-jerkin hath been oftener worn,
- Nor hath more scrapings or more dressings borne
IN LIBRUM. IX.
- Liber doth vaunt how chastely he hath liv'd
- Since he hath been in town, seven years and more,
- For that he swears he hath four only swiv'd,
- A maid, a wife, a widow, and a whore:
- Then, Liber, thou hast swiv'd all womenkind,
- For a fifth sort, I know, thou canst not find.
IN MEDONTEM. X
- Great Captain Medon wears a chain of gold
- Which at five hundred crowns is valuéd,
- For that it was his grandsire's chain of old,
- When great King Henry Boulogne conqueréd.
- And wear it, Medon, for it may ensue,
- That thou, by virtue of this massy chain,
- A stronger town than Boulogne mayst subdue,
- If wise men's saws be not reputed vain;
- For what said Philip, king of Macedon?
- “There is no castle so well fortified,
- But if an ass laden with gold comes on,
- The guard will stoop, and gates fly open wide”
IN GELLAM. XI.
- Gella, if thou dost love thyself, take heed
- Lest thou my rhymes unto thy lover read,
- For straight thou grinn'st, and then thy lover seeth
- Thy canker-eaten gums and rotten teeth.
IN QUINTUM. XII.
- Quintus his wit, infus'd into his brain,
- Mislikes the place, and fled into his feet;
- And there it wanders up and down the street,
- Dabbled in the dirt, and soakéd in the rain.
- Doubtless his wit intends not to aspire,
- Which leaves his head, to travel in the mire.
IN SEVERUM. XIII.
- The puritan Severus oft doth read
- This text, that doth pronounce vain speech a sin,—
- “That thing defiles a man, that doth proceed
- From out the mouth, not that which enters in.”
- Hence is it that we seldom hear him swear;
- And therefore like a Pharisee, he vaunts:
- But he devours more capons in a year
- Than would suffice a hundred protestants.
- And, sooth, those sectaries are gluttons all,
- As well the thread-bare cobbler as the knight;
- For those poor slaves which have not wherewithal,
- Feed on the rich, till they devour them quite;
- And so, like Pharaoh's kine, they eat up clean
- Those that be fat, yet still themselves be lean.
IN LEUCAM. XIV.
- Leuca in presence once a fart did let:
- Some laugh'd a little; she forsook the place,
- And, mad with shame, did eke her glove forget,
- Which she return'd to fetch with bashful grace;
- And when she would have said “this is my glove,”
- “My fart,” quod she; which did more laughter move.
IN MACRUM. XV.
- Thou canst not speak yet, Macer; for to speak,
- Is to distinguish sounds significant:
- Thou with harsh noise the air dost rudely break,
- But what thou utter'st common sense doth want,—
- Half-English words, with fustian terms among,
- Much like the burden of a northern song.
IN FAUSTUM. XVI.
- “That youth,” said Faustus, “hath a lion seen,
- Who from a dicing-house comes moneyless.”
- But when he lost his hair, where had he been?
- I doubt me, he had seen a lioness.
IN COSMUM. XVII.
- Cosmus hath more discoursing in his head
- Than Jove when Pallas issu'd from his brain;
- And still he strives to be deliveréd
- Of all his thoughts at once; but all in vain:
- For, as we see at all the playhouse-doors,
- When ended is the play, the dance, and song,
- A thousand townsmen, gentlemen, and whores,
- Porters, and serving-men, together throng,—
- So thoughts of drinking, thriving, wenching, war,
- And borrowing money, ranging in his mind,
- To issue all at once so forward are,
- As none at all can perfect passage find.
IN FLACCUM. XVIII.
- The false knave Flaccus once a bribe I gave;
- The more fool I to bribe so false a knave:
- But he gave back my bribe; the more fool he,
- That for my folly did not cozen me.
IN CINEAM. XIX.
- Thou, doggéd Cineas, hated like a dog,
- For still thou grumblest like a masty dog,
- Compar'st thyself to nothing but a dog;
- Thou say'st thou art as weary as a dog,
- As angry, sick, and hungry as a dog,
- As dull and melancholy as a dog,
- As lazy, sleepy, idle as a dog.
- But why dost thou compare thee to a dog
- In that for which all men despise a dog?
- I will compare thee better to a dog;
- Thou art as fair and comely as a dog,
- Thou art as true and honest as a dog,
- Thou art as kind and liberal as a dog,
- Thou art as wise and valiant as a dog.
- But, Cineas, I have often heard thee tell,
- Thou art as like thy father as may be:
- 'Tis like enough; and, faith, I like it well;
- But I am glad thou art not like to me.
IN GERONTEM. XX.
- Geron, whose mouldy memory corrects
- Old Holinshed our famous chronicler
- With moral rules, and policy collects
- Out of all actions done these fourscore year;
- Accounts the time of every odd event,
- Not from Christ's birth, nor from the prince's reign,
- But from some other famous accident,
- Which in men's general notice doth remain,—
- The siege of Boulogne, and the plaguy sweat,
- The going to Saint Quintin's and New-Haven,
- The rising in the north, the frost so great,
- That cart-wheel prints on Thamis' face were graven,
- The fall of money, and burning of Paul's steeple,
- The blazing star, and Spaniards' overthrow:
- By these events, notorious to the people,
- He measures times, and things forepast doth show:
- But most of all, he chiefly reckons by
- A private chance,—the death of his curst wife;
- This is to him the dearest memory,
- And th' happiest accident of all his life.
IN MARCUM. XXI.
- When Marcus comes from Mins', he still doth swear,
- By “come on seven,” that all is lost and gone:
- But that's not true; for he hath lost his hair,
- Only for that he came too much on one.
IN CYPRIUM. XXII.
- The fine youth Cyprius is more terse and neat
- Than the new garden of the Old Temple is;
- And still the newest fashion he doth get,
- And with the time doth change from that to this,
- He wears a hat now of the flat-crown block,
- The treble ruff, long coat, and doublet French;
- He takes tobacco, and doth wear a lock,
- And wastes more time in dressing than a wench.
- Yet this new-fangled youth, made for these times,
- Doth, above all, praise old George Gascoigne's rhymes.
IN CINEAM. XXIII.
- When Cineas comes amongst his friends in morning,
- He slyly looks who first his cap doth move:
- Him he salutes, the rest so grimly scorning,
- As if for ever they had lost his love.
- I, knowing how it doth the humour fit
- Of this fond gull to be saluted first,
- Catch at my cap, but move it not a whit:
- Which he perceiving, seems for spite to burst.
- But, Cineas, why expect you more of me
- Than I of you? I am as good a man,
- And better too by many a quality,
- For vault, and dance, and fence, and rhyme I can:
- You keep a whore at your own charge, men tell me;
- Indeed, friend Cineas, therein you excel me.
IN GALLUM. XXIV.
- Gallus hath been this summer-time in Friesland,
- And now, return'd, he speaks such warlike words,
- As, if I could their English understand,
- I fear me they would cut my throat like swords;
- He talks of counter-scarfs, and casamates,
- Of parapets, curtains, and palisadoes;
- Of flankers, ravelins, gabions he prates,
- And of false-brays, and sallies, and scaladoes.
- But, to requite such gulling terms as these,
- With words to my profession I reply;
- I tell of fourching, vouchers, and counterpleas,
- Of withernams, essoins, and champarty.
- So, neither of us understanding either,
- We part as wise as when we came together.
IN DECIUM. XXV.
- Audacious painters have Nine Worthies made,
- But poet Decius, more audacious far,
- Making his mistress march with men of war,
- With title of “Tenth Worthy” doth her lade.
- Methinks that gull did use his terms as fit,
- Which term'd his love “a giant for her wit.”
IN GELLAM. XXVI.
- If Gella's beauty be examinéd,
- She hath a dull dead eye, a saddle nose,
- An ill-shap'd face, with morphew overspread,
- And rotten teeth, which she in laughing shows,
- Briefly, she is the filthiest wench in town,
- Of all that do the art of whoring use:
- But when she hath put on her satin gown,
- Her cut lawn apron, and her velvet shoes,
- Her green silk stockings, and her petticoat
- Of taffeta, with golden fringe around,
- And is withal perfum'd with civet hot,
- Which doth her valiant stinking breath confound,—
- Yet she with these additions is no more
- Than a sweet, filthy, fine, ill-favour'd whore.
IN SYLLAM. XXVII.
- Sylla is often challeng'd to the field,
- To answer, like a gentleman, his foes:
- But then doth he this only answer yield,
- That he hath livings and fair lands to lose.
- Sylla, if none but beggars valiant were,
- The king of Spain would put us all in fear.
IN SYLLAM. XXVIII.
- Who dares affirm that Sylla dare not fight?
- When I dare swear he dares adventure more
- Than the most brave and most all-daring wight
- That ever arms with resolution bore;
- He that dare touch the most unwholesome whore
- That ever was retir'd into the spittle,
- And dares court wenches standing at a door
- (The portion of his wit being passing little);
- He that dares give his dearest friends offences,
- Which other valiant fools do fear to do,
- And, when a fever doth confound his senses,
- Dare eat raw beef, and drink strong wine thereto;
- He that dares take tobacco on the stage,
- Dares man a whore at noon-day through the street,
- Dares dance in Paul's, and in this formal age
- Dares say and do whatever is unmeet;
- Whom fear of shame could never yet affiight,
- Who dares affirm that Sylia dares not fight?
IN HEYWODUM. XXIX.
- Heywood, that did in epigrams excel,
- Is now put down since my light Muse arose:
- As buckets are put down into a well,
- Or as a schoolboy putteth down his hose.
IN DACUM. XXX.
- Amongst the poets Dacus number'd is,
- Yet could he never make an English rhyme:
- But some prose speeches I have heard of his,
- Which have been spoken many a hundred time;
- The man that keeps the elephant hath one,
- Wherein he tells the wonders of the beast;
- Another Banks pronounced long agone,
- When he his curtal's qualities express'd:
- He first taught him that keeps the monuments
- At Westminster, his formal tale to say,
- And also him which puppets represents,
- And also him which with the ape doth play
- Though all his poetry be like to this,
- Amongst the poets Dacus numbered is.
IN PRISCUM. XXXI.
- When Priscus, rais'd from low to high estate,
- Rode through the street in pompous jollity,
- Caius, his poor familiar friend of late,
- Bespake him thus, “Sir, now you know not me “
- ” Tis likely, friend,” quoth Priscus, “to be so,
- For at this time myself I do not know.”
IN BRUNUM. XXXII.
- Brunus, which deems himself a fair sweet youth,
- Is nine and thirty year of age at least;
- Yet was he never, to confess the truth,
- But a dry starveling when he was at best
- This gull was sick to show his nightcap fine,
- And his wrought pillow overspread with lawn;
- But hath been well since his grief's cause hath line
- At Trollop's by Saint Clement's Church in pawn.
IN FRANCUM. XXXIII.
- When Francus comes to solace with his whore,
- He sends for rods, and strips himself stark naked;
- For his lust sleeps, and will not rise before,
- By whipping of the wench, it be awaked.
- I envy him not, but wish I had the power
- To make myself his wench but one half-hour.
IN CASTOREM. XXXIV.
- Of speaking well why do we learn the skill,
- Hoping thereby honour and wealth to gain?
- Sith railing Castor doth, by speaking ill,
- Opinion of much wit, and gold obtain.
IN SEPTIMIUM. XXXV.
- Septimius lives, and is like garlic seen,
- For though his head be white, his blade is green.
- This old mad colt deserves a martyr's praise,
- For he was burned in Queen Mary's days.
OF TOBACCO. XXXVI.
- Homer of Moly and Nepenthe sings;
- Moly, the gods' most sovereign herb divine,
- Nepenthe, Helen's drink, which gladness brings,
- Heart's grief expels, and doth the wit refine.
- But this our age another world hath found,
- From whence an herb of heavenly power is brought;
- Moly is not so sovereign for a wound,
- Nor hath nepenthe so great wonders wrought.
- It is tobacco, whose sweet subtle fume
- The hellish torment of the teeth doth ease,
- By drawing down and drying up the rheum,
- The mother and the nurse of each disease;
- It is tobacco, which doth cold expel,
- And clears th' obstructions of the arteries,
- And surfeits threatening death digesteth well,
- Decocting all the stomach's crudities;
- It is tobacco, which hath power to clarify
- The cloudy mists before dim eyes appearing;
- It is tobacco, which hath power to rarify
- The thick gross humour which doth stop the hearing;
- The wasting hectic, and the quartan fever,
- Which doth of physic make a mockery,
- The gout it cures, and helps ill breaths for ever,
- Whether the cause in teeth or stomach be;
- And though ill breaths were by it but confounded,
- Yet that vild medicine it doth far excel,
- Which by Sir Thomas More hath been propounded,
- For this is thought a gentleman—like smell.
- O, that I were one of these mountebanks
- Which praise their oils and powders which they sell'
- My customers would give me coin with thanks;
- I for this ware, forsooth, a tale would tell:
- Yet would I use none of these terms before;
- I would but say, that it the pox will cure;
- This were enough, without discoursing more,
- All our brave gallants in the town t'allure.
IN CRASSUM. XXXVII
- Crassus his lies are no pernicious lies,
- But pleasant fictions, hurtful unto none
- But to himself; for no man counts him wise
- To tell for truth that which for false is known.
- He swears that Gaunt is three-score miles about,
- And that the bridge at Paris on the Seine
- Is of such thickness, length, and breadth throughout,
- That six-score arches can it scarce sustain;
- He swears he saw so great a dead man's skull
- At Canterbury digg'd out of the ground,
- As would contain of wheat three bushels full;
- And that in Kent are twenty yeomen found,
- Of which the poorest every year dispends
- Five thousand pound: these and five thousand mo
- So oft he hath recited to his friends,
- That now himself persuades himself 'tis so.
- But why doth Crassus tell his lies so rife,
- Of bridges, towns, and things that have no life?
- He is a lawyer, and doth well espy
- That for such lies an action will not lie.
IN PHILONEM. XXXVIII.
- Philo, the lawyer, and the fortune-teller,
- The school-master, the midwife, and the bawd,
- The conjurer, the buyer and the seller
- Of painting which with breathing will be thaw'd,
- Doth practise physic; and his credit grows,
- As doth the ballad-singer's auditory,
- Which hath at Temple-bar his standing chose,
- And to the vulgar sings an ale-house story:
- First stands a porter: then an oyster-wife
- Doth stint her cry and stay her steps to hear him
- Then comes a cutpurse ready with his knife,
- And then a country client presseth near him;
- There stands the constable, there stands the whore.
- And, hearkening to the song, mark not each other.
- There by the serjeant stands the debitor,
- And doth no more mistrust him than his brother:
- This Orpheus to such hearers giveth music,
- And Philo to such patients giveth physic
IN FUSCUM. XXXIX.
- Fuscus is free, and hath the world at will;
- Yet, in the course of life that he doth lead,
- He's like a horse which, turning round a mill,
- Doth always in the self-same circle tread:
- First, he doth rise at ten; and at eleven
- He goes to Gill's, where he doth eat till one;
- Then sees a play till six; and sups at seven;
- And, after supper, straight to bed is gone;
- And there till ten next day he doth remain;
- And then he dines; then sees a comedy;
- And then he sups, and goes to bed again:
- Thus round he runs without variety,
- Save that sometimes he comes not to the play,
- But falls into a whore-house by the way.
IN AFRUM. XL.
- The smell-feast Afer travels to the Burse
- Twice every day, the flying news to hear;
- Which, when he hath no money in his purse,
- To rich men's tables he doth ever bear.
- He tells how Groni[n]gen is taken in
- By the brave conduct of illustrious Vere,
- And how the Spanish forces Brest would win,
- But that they do victorious Norris fear.
- No sooner is a ship at sea surpris'd,
- But straight he learns the news, and doth disclose it;
- No sooner hath the Turk a plot devis'd
- To conquer Christendom, but straight he knows it.
- Fair-written in a scroll he hath the names
- Of all the widows which the plague hath made;
- And persons, times, and places, still he frames
- To every tale, the better to persuade.
- We call him Fame, for that the wide-mouth slave
- Will eat as fast as he will utter lies;
- For fame is said an hundred mouths to have,
- And he eats more than would five-score suffice.
IN PAULUM. XLI.
- By lawful mart, and by unlawful stealth,
- Paulus, in spite of envy, fortunate,
- Derives out of the ocean so much wealth,
- As he may well maintain a lord's estate:
- But on the land a little gulf there is,
- Wherein he drowneth all this wealth of his.
IN LYCUM. XLII.
- Lycus, which lately is to Venice gone,
- Shall, if he do return, gain three for one;
- But, ten to one, his knowledge and his wit
- Will not be better'd or increas'd a whit.
IN PUBLIUM. XLIII.
- Publius, a student at the Common-Law,
- Oft leaves his books, and, for his recreation,
- To Paris-garden doth himself withdraw;
- Where he is ravish'd with such delectation,
- As down amongst the bears and dogs he goes;
- Where, whilst he skipping cries, “To head, to head,'
- His satin doublet and his velvet hose
- Are all with spittle from above be-spread;
- Then is he like his father's country hall,
- Stinking of dogs, and muted all with hawks,
- And rightly too on him this filth doth fall,
- Which for such filthy sports his books forsakes,
- Leaving old Ployden, Dyer, and Brooke alone,
- To see old Harry Hunkes and Sacarson.
IN SYLLAM. XLIV.
- When I this proposition had defended,
- “A coward cannot be an honest man,”
- Thou, Sylla, seem'st forthwith to be offended,
- And hold'st the contrary, and swear'st he can.
- But when I tell thee that he will forsake
- His dearest friend in peril of his life,
- Thou then art chang'd, and say'st thou didst mistake,
- And so we end our argument and strife:
- Yet I think oft, and think I think aright,
- Thy argument argues thou wilt not fight.
IN DACUM. XLV.
- Dacus, with some good colour and pretence,
- Terms his love's beauty “silent eloquence;”
- For she doth lay more colours on her face
- Than ever Tully us'd his speech to grace.
IN MARCUM. XLVI.
- Why dost thou, Marcus, in thy misery
- Rail and blaspheme, and call the heavens unkind?
- The heavens do owe no kindness unto thee,
- Thou hast the heavens so little in thy mind;
- For in thy life thou never usest prayer
- But at primero, to encounter fair.
MEDITATIONS OF A GULL. XLVII.
- See, yonder melancholy gentleman,
- Which, hood-wink'd with his hat, alone doth sit!
- Think what he thinks, and tell me, if you can,
- What great affairs trouble his little wit.
- He thinks not of the war 'twixt France and Spain,
- Whether it be for Europe's good or ill,
- Nor whether the Empire can itself maintain
- Against the Turkish power encroaching still;
- Nor what great town in all the Netherlands
- The States determine to besiege this spring,
- Nor how the Scottish policy now stands,
- Nor what becomes of the Irish mutining.
- But he doth seriously bethink him whether
- Of the gull'd people he be more esteem'd
- For his long cloak or for his great black feather
- By which each gull is now a gallant deem'd:
- Or of a journey he deliberates
- To Paris-garden, Cock-pit, or the play;
- Or how to steal a dog he meditates,
- Or what he shall unto his mistress say.
- Yet with these thoughts he thinks himself most fit
- To be of counsel with a king for wit.
AD MUSAM. XLVIII.
- Peace, idle Muse, have done! for it is time,
- Since lousy Ponticus envies my fame,
- And swears the better sort are much to blame
- To make me so well known for my ill rhyme.
- Yet Banks his horse is better known than he;
- So are the camels and the western hog,
- And so is Lepidus his printed dog:
- Why doth not Ponticus their fames envy?
- Besides, this Muse of mine and the black feather
- Grew both together fresh in estimation;
- And both, grown stale, were cast away together:
- What fame is this that scarce lasts out of fashion?
- Only this last in credit doth remain,
- That from henceforth each bastard cast-forth rhyme,
- Which doth but savour of a libel vein,
- Shall call me father, and be thought my crime;
- So dull, and with so little sense endued,
- Is my gross-headed judge the multitude.
- “Fly far from hence
- All private taxes.”
- Friend Candidus, thou often doost demaund
- What humours men by gulling understand
- Our English Martiall hath full pleasantly
- In his close nips describde a gull to thee
- I'le follow him, and set downe my conceit
- What a gull is—oh, word of much receit'
- He is a gull whose indiscretion
- Cracks his purse-strings to be in fashion,
- He is a gull who is long in taking roote
- In barraine soyle where can be but small fruite;
- He is a gull who runnes himselfe in debt
- For twelue dayes' wonder, hoping so to get,
- He is a gull whose conscience is a block,
- Not to take interest, but wastes his stock;
- He is a gull who cannot haue a whore,
- But brags how much he spends upon her score,
- He is a gull that for commoditie
- Payes tenne times ten, and sell the same for three,
- He is a gull who, passing nicall,
- Peiseth each word to be rhetoricall;
- And, to conclude, who selfe-conceitedly
- Thinks al men guls, ther's none more gull then he.'
- “The youth of these our times that did behold
- This motion strange of this unwieldy plant
- Now boldly brag with us that are men old,
- That of our age they no advantage want,
- Though in our youth we saw an elephant.”
- “You keepe a whore att your [own] charge in towne,
- Indeede, frend Ceneas, there you put me downe.”
- ‘And made those strange approaches by false-brays,
- Redwts, half-moons, horn-works, and such close ways.’
- “My lord most court-like lies abed till noon,
- Then all high-stomacht riseth to his dinner;
- Falls straight to dice before his meat be down,
- Or to digest walks to some female sinner,
- Perhaps fore-tired he gets him to a play,
- Comes home to supper and then falls to dice;
- Then his devotion wakes till it be day,
- And so to bed where unto noon be lies.”
- “Ah, beauty, syren, faire enchanting good,
- Sweet silent rhetorique of perswading eyes,
- Dumb eloquence, whose power doth move the blood
- More than the words or wisedome of the wise,” &c.
Perhaps there is an allusion to this epigram in Marston's fourth satire:—
- “What, shall not Rosamond or Gaveston
- Ope their sweet lips without detraction?
- But must our modern critticks envious eye
- Seeme thus to quote some grosse deformity,
- Where art not error shineth in their stile,
- But error and no art doth thee beguile?”