381. UPON LINNET. EPIG.

Linnet plays rarely on the lute, we know; And sweetly sings, but yet his breath says no.

385. UPON GLASS. EPIG.

Glass, out of deep, and out of desp'rate want, Turn'd from a Papist here a Predicant. A vicarage at last Tom Glass got here, Just upon five and thirty pounds a year. Add to that thirty-five but five pounds more, He'll turn a Papist, ranker than before.

398. UPON EELES. EPIG.

Eeles winds and turns, and cheats and steals; yet Eeles Driving these sharking trades, is out at heels.

400. UPON RASP. EPIG.

Rasp plays at nine-holes; and 'tis known he gets Many a tester by his game and bets: But of his gettings there's but little sign; When one hole wastes more than he gets by nine.

401. UPON CENTER, A SPECTACLE-MAKER WITH A FLAT NOSE.

Center is known weak-sighted, and he sells To others store of helpful spectacles. Why wears he none? Because we may suppose, Where leaven wants, there level lies the nose.

410. UPON SKINNS. EPIG.

Skinns, he dined well to-day: how do you think? His nails they were his meat, his rheum the drink.

411. UPON PIEVISH. EPIG.

Pievish doth boast that he's the very first Of English poets, and 'tis thought the worst.

412. UPON JOLLY AND JILLY. EPIG.

Jolly and Jilly bite and scratch all day, But yet get children (as the neighbours say). The reason is: though all the day they fight, They cling and close some minutes of the night.

419. UPON PATRICK, A FOOTMAN. EPIG.

Now Patrick with his footmanship has done, His eyes and ears strive which should fastest run.

420. UPON BRIDGET. EPIG.

Of four teeth only Bridget was possest; Two she spat out, a cough forced out the rest.

424. UPON FLIMSEY. EPIG.

Why walks Nick Flimsey like a malcontent! Is it because his money all is spent? No, but because the dingthrift now is poor, And knows not where i' th' world to borrow more.

425. UPON SHEWBREAD. EPIG.

Last night thou didst invite me home to eat; And showed me there much plate, but little meat. Prithee, when next thou do'st invite, bar state, And give me meat, or give me else thy plate.

428. UPON ROOTS. EPIG.

Roots had no money; yet he went o' the score, For a wrought purse; can any tell wherefore? Say, what should Roots do with a purse in print, That had not gold nor silver to put in't?

429. UPON CRAW.

Craw cracks in sirrop; and does stinking say, Who can hold that, my friends, that will away?

430. OBSERVATION.

Who to the north, or south, doth set His bed, male children shall beget.

433. PUTREFACTION.

Putrefaction is the end Of all that nature doth intend.

434. PASSION.

Were there not a matter known, There would be no passion.

435. JACK AND JILL.

Since Jack and Jill both wicked be; It seems a wonder unto me, That they, no better do agree.

436. UPON PARSON BEANES.

Old Parson Beanes hunts six days of the week, And on the seventh, he has his notes to seek. Six days he hollows so much breath away, That on the seventh, he can nor preach or pray.

438. SHORT AND LONG BOTH LIKES.

This lady's short, that mistress she is tall; But long or short, I'm well content with all.

440. UPON ROOK. EPIG.

Rook he sells feathers, yet he still doth cry Fie on this pride, this female vanity. Thus, though the Rook does rail against the sin, He loves the gain that vanity brings in.

456. UPON SPUNGE. EPIG.

Spunge makes his boasts that he's the only man Can hold of beer and ale an ocean; Is this his glory? then his triumph's poor; I know the tun of Heidleberg holds more.

464. UPON ONE WHO SAID SHE WAS ALWAYS YOUNG.

You say you're young; but when your teeth are told To be but three, black-ey'd, we'll think you old.

465. UPON HUNCKS. EPIG.

Huncks has no money, he does swear or say, About him, when the tavern's shot's to pay. If he has none in 's pockets, trust me, Huncks Has none at home in coffers, desks, or trunks.

476. UPON A CHEAP LAUNDRESS. EPIG.

Feacie, some say, doth wash her clothes i' th' lie That sharply trickles from her either eye. The laundresses, they envy her good-luck, Who can with so small charges drive the buck. What needs she fire and ashes to consume, Who can scour linens with her own salt rheum?

Drive the buck, wash clothes.

482. UPON SKURF.

Skurf by his nine-bones swears, and well he may: All know a fellon eat the tenth away.

Fellon, whitlow.

500. UPON JACK AND JILL. EPIG.

When Jill complains to Jack for want of meat, Jack kisses Jill and bids her freely eat: Jill says, Of what? says Jack, On that sweet kiss, Which full of nectar and ambrosia is, The food of poets. So I thought, says Jill, That makes them look so lank, so ghost-like still. Let poets feed on air, or what they will; Let me feed full, till that I fart, says Jill.

503. UPON PARRAT.

Parrat protests 'tis he, and only he Can teach a man the art of memory: Believe him not; for he forgot it quite, Being drunk, who 'twas that can'd his ribs last night.

514. KISSING AND BUSSING.

Kissing and bussing differ both in this; We buss our wantons, but our wives we kiss.

520. UPON MAGGOT, A FREQUENTER OF ORDINARIES.

Maggot frequents those houses of good-cheer, Talks most, eats most, of all the feeders there. He raves through lean, he rages through the fat, (What gets the master of the meal by that?) He who with talking can devour so much, How would he eat, were not his hindrance such?

533. ON JOAN.

Joan would go tell her hairs; and well she might, Having but seven in all: three black, four white.

534. UPON LETCHER. EPIG.

Letcher was carted first about the streets, For false position in his neighbour's sheets: Next, hanged for thieving: now the people say, His carting was the prologue to this play.

535. UPON DUNDRIGE.

Dundrige his issue hath; but is not styl'd, For all his issue, father of one child.

553. WAY IN A CROWD.

Once on a Lord Mayor's Day, in Cheapside, when Skulls could not well pass through that scum of men, For quick despatch Skulls made no longer stay Than but to breathe, and everyone gave way; For, as he breathed, the people swore from thence A fart flew out, or a sir-reverence.

Sir-reverence, "save-reverence," the word of apology used for the indecency itself.

557. UPON ONE-EY'D BROOMSTED. EPIG.

Broomsted a lameness got by cold and beer: And to the bath went, to be cured there: His feet were helped, and left his crutch behind; But home returned, as he went forth, half blind.

563. UPON SIBILLA.

With paste of almonds, Syb her hands doth scour; Then gives it to the children to devour. In cream she bathes her thighs, more soft than silk; Then to the poor she freely gives the milk.

570. UPON TOOLY.

The eggs of pheasants wry-nosed Tooly sells, But ne'er so much as licks the speckled shells: Only, if one prove addled, that he eats With superstition, as the cream of meats. The cock and hen he feeds; but not a bone He ever picked, as yet, of anyone.

Superstition, reverence.

573. UPON BLANCH. EPIG.

I have seen many maidens to have hair, Both for their comely need and some to spare; But Blanch has not so much upon her head As to bind up her chaps when she is dead.

574. UPON UMBER.

Umber was painting of a lion fierce, And, working it, by chance from Umber's erse Flew out a crack, so mighty, that the fart, As Umber states, did make his lion start.

579. UPON URLES.

Urles had the gout so, that he could not stand; Then from his feet it shifted to his hand: When 'twas in's feet, his charity was small; Now 'tis in's hand, he gives no alms at all.

580. UPON FRANCK.

Franck ne'er wore silk she swears; but I reply, She now wears silk to hide her blood-shot eye.

590. UPON A FREE MAID, WITH A FOUL BREATH.

You say you'll kiss me, and I thank you for it; But stinking breath, I do as hell abhor it.

591. UPON COONE. EPIG.

What is the reason Coone so dully smells? His nose is over-cool'd with icicles.

596. UPON SPALT.

Of pushes Spalt has such a knotty race, He needs a tucker for to burl his face.

Pushes, pimples. Tucker, a fuller. Burl, to remove knots from cloth.

597. OF HORNE, A COMBMAKER.

Horne sells to others teeth; but has not one To grace his own gums, or of box, or bone.

600. UPON A SOUR-BREATH LADY. EPIG.

Fie, quoth my lady, what a stink is here? When 'twas her breath that was the carrionere.

Carrionere, carrion-carrier.

612. UPON COCK.

Cock calls his wife his Hen: when Cock goes to't, Cock treads his Hen, but treads her underfoot.

632. UPON BRAN. EPIG.

What made that mirth last night? the neighbours say, That Bran the baker did his breech beray: I rather think, though they may speak the worst, 'Twas to his batch, but leaven laid there first.

Beray, befoul.

633. UPON SNARE, AN USURER.

Snare, ten i' th' hundred calls his wife; and why? She brings in much by carnal usury. He by extortion brings in three times more: Say, who's the worst, th' exactor or the whore?

634. UPON GRUDGINGS.

Grudgings turns bread to stones, when to the poor He gives an alms, and chides them from his door.

638. UPON GANDER. EPIG.

Since Gander did his pretty youngling wed, Gander, they say, doth each night piss a-bed: What is the cause? Why, Gander will reply, No goose lays good eggs that is trodden dry.

639. UPON LUNGS. EPIG.

Lungs, as some say, ne'er sets him down to eat But that his breath does fly-blow all the meat.

650. UPON COB. EPIG.

Cob clouts his shoes, and, as the story tells, His thumb nails par'd afford him sparrables.

Sparrables, "sparrow-bills," headless nails.

652. UPON SKOLES. EPIG.

Skoles stinks so deadly, that his breeches loath His dampish buttocks furthermore to clothe; Cloy'd they are up with arse; but hope, one blast Will whirl about, and blow them thence at last.

661. UPON JONE AND JANE.

Jone is a wench that's painted; Jone is a girl that's tainted; Yet Jone she goes Like one of those Whom purity had sainted.

Jane is a girl that's pretty; Jane is a wench that's witty; Yet who would think, Her breath does stink, As so it doth? that's pity.

668. UPON ZELOT.

Is Zelot pure? he is: yet! see he wears The sign of circumcision in his ears.

670. UPON MADAM URSLY. EPIG.

For ropes of pearl, first Madam Ursly shows A chain of corns picked from her ears and toes; Then, next, to match Tradescant's curious shells, Nails from her fingers mew'd she shows: what else? Why then, forsooth, a carcanet is shown Of teeth, as deaf as nuts, and all her own.

Tradescant, a collector of curiosities. See Note. Mew'd, moulted. Deaf as nuts. Cf. De Quincey, "a deaf nut offering no kernel."

705. UPON TRIGG. EPIG.

Trigg having turn'd his suit, he struts in state, And tells the world he's now regenerate.

706. UPON SMEATON.

How could Luke Smeaton wear a shoe, or boot, Who two-and-thirty corns had on a foot.

714. LAXARE FIBULAM.

To loose the button is no less, Than to cast off all bashfulness.

730. UPON FRANCK.

Franck would go scour her teeth; and setting to 't Twice two fell out, all rotten at the root.

733. UPON PAUL. EPIG.

Paul's hands do give; what give they, bread or meat, Or money? no, but only dew and sweat. As stones and salt gloves use to give, even so Paul's hands do give, nought else for ought we know.

734. UPON SIBB. EPIG.

Sibb, when she saw her face how hard it was, For anger spat on thee, her looking-glass: But weep not, crystal; for the same was meant Not unto thee, but that thou didst present.

755. UPON SLOUCH.

Slouch he packs up, and goes to several fairs, And weekly markets for to sell his wares: Meantime that he from place to place does roam, His wife her own ware sells as fast at home.

797. UPON BICE.

Bice laughs, when no man speaks; and doth protest. It is his own breech there that breaks the jest.

798. UPON TRENCHERMAN.

Tom shifts the trenchers; yet he never can Endure that lukewarm name of serving-man: Serve or not serve, let Tom do what he can, He is a serving, who's a trencher-man.

801. UPON COMELY, A GOOD SPEAKER BUT AN ILL SINGER. EPIG.

Comely acts well; and when he speaks his part, He doth it with the sweetest tones of art: But when he sings a psalm, there's none can be More curs'd for singing out of tune than he.

802. ANY WAY FOR WEALTH.

E'en all religious courses to be rich Hath been rehers'd by Joel Michelditch: But now perceiving that it still does please The sterner fates, to cross his purposes; He tacks about, and now he doth profess Rich he will be by all unrighteousness; Thus if our ship fails of her anchor hold We'll love the divel, so he lands the gold.

803. UPON AN OLD WOMAN.

Old Widow Prouse, to do her neighbours evil, Would give, some say, her soul unto the devil. Well, when she's kill'd that pig, goose, cock, or hen, What would she give to get that soul again?

804. UPON PEARCH. EPIG.

Thou writes in prose how sweet all virgins be; But there's not one, doth praise the smell of thee.

818. UPON LOACH.

Seal'd up with night-gum, Loach each morning lies, Till his wife licking, so unglues his eyes. No question then, but such a lick is sweet, When a warm tongue does with such ambers meet.

824. UPON NODES.

Wherever Nodes does in the summer come, He prays his harvest may be well brought home. What store of corn has careful Nodes, think you, Whose field his foot is, and whose barn his shoe?

831. UPON TAP.

Tap, better known than trusted, as we hear, Sold his old mother's spectacles for beer: And not unlikely; rather too than fail, He'll sell her eyes, and nose, for beer and ale.

834. UPON PUNCHIN. EPIG.

Give me a reason why men call Punchin a dry plant-animal. Because as plants by water grow, Punchin by beer and ale spreads so.

836. UPON BLINKS. EPIG.

Tom Blinks his nose is full of weals, and these Tom calls not pimples, but pimpleides; Sometimes, in mirth, he says each whelk's a spark, When drunk with beer, to light him home i' th' dark.

837. UPON ADAM PEAPES. EPIG.

Peapes he does strut, and pick his teeth, as if His jaws had tir'd on some large chine of beef. But nothing so: the dinner Adam had, Was cheese full ripe with tears, with bread as sad.

Sad, heavy: "watery cheese and ill-baked bread".

844. HANCH, A SCHOOLMASTER. EPIG.

Hanch, since he lately did inter his wife, He weeps and sighs, as weary of his life. Say, is't for real grief he mourns? not so; Tears have their springs from joy, as well as woe.

845. UPON PEASON. EPIG.

Long locks of late our zealot Peason wears, Not for to hide his high and mighty ears; No, but because he would not have it seen That stubble stands where once large ears have been.

880. KISSES LOATHSOME.

I abhor the slimy kiss, Which to me most loathsome is. Those lips please me which are placed Close, but not too strictly laced: Yielding I would have them; yet Not a wimbling tongue admit: What should poking-sticks make there, When the ruffe is set elswhere?

881. UPON REAPE.

Reape's eyes so raw are that, it seems, the flies Mistake the flesh, and fly-blow both his eyes; So that an angler, for a day's expense, May bait his hook with maggots taken thence.

882. UPON TEAGE.

Teage has told lies so long that when Teage tells Truth, yet Teage's truths are untruths, nothing else.

884. UPON TRUGGIN.

Truggin a footman was; but now, grown lame, Truggin now lives but to belie his name.

886. UPON SPENKE.

Spenke has a strong breath, yet short prayers saith; Not out of want of breath, but want of faith.

888. UPON LULLS.

Lulls swears he is all heart; but you'll suppose By his proboscis that he is all nose.

897. SURFEITS.

Bad are all surfeits; but physicians call That surfeit took by bread the worst of all.

898. UPON NIS.

Nis he makes verses; but the lines he writes Serve but for matter to make paper kites.

905. UPON PRICKLES. EPIG.

Prickles is waspish, and puts forth his sting For bread, drink, butter, cheese; for everything That Prickles buys puts Prickles out of frame; How well his nature's fitted to his name!

945. UPON BLISSE.

Blisse, last night drunk, did kiss his mother's knee; Where will he kiss, next drunk, conjecture ye.

946. UPON BURR.

Burr is a smell-feast, and a man alone, That, where meat is, will be a hanger on.

947. UPON MEG.

Meg yesterday was troubled with a pose, Which, this night harden'd, sodders up her nose.

Pose, rheum, cold in the head.

961. UPON RALPH.

Ralph pares his nails, his warts, his corns, and Ralph In sev'rall tills and boxes, keeps 'em safe; Instead of hartshorn, if he speaks the troth, To make a lusty-jelly for his broth.

966. UPON VINEGAR.

Vinegar is no other, I define, Than the dead corps, or carcase of the wine.

967. UPON MUDGE.

Mudge every morning to the postern comes, His teeth all out, to rinse and wash his gums.

971. UPON LUPES.

Lupes for the outside of his suit has paid; But for his heart, he cannot have it made; The reason is, his credit cannot get The inward garbage for his clothes as yet.

972. RAGS.

What are our patches, tatters, rags, and rents, But the base dregs and lees of vestiments?

974. UPON TUBBS.

For thirty years Tubbs has been proud and poor; 'Tis now his habit, which he can't give o'er.

984. UPON SPOKES.

Spokes, when he sees a roasted pig, he swears Nothing he loves on't but the chaps and ears: But carve to him the fat flanks, and he shall Rid these, and those, and part by part eat all.

988. UPON FAUNUS.

We read how Faunus, he the shepherds' god, His wife to death whipped with a myrtle rod. The rod, perhaps, was better'd by the name; But had it been of birch, the death's the same.

989. THE QUINTELL.

Up with the quintell, that the rout, May fart for joy, as well as shout: Either's welcome, stink or civit, If we take it, as they give it.

999. UPON PENNY.

Brown bread Tom Penny eats, and must of right, Because his stock will not hold out for white.

1013. UPON BUGGINS.

Buggins is drunk all night, all day he sleeps; This is the level-coil that Buggins keeps.

1027. UPON BOREMAN. EPIG.

Boreman takes toll, cheats, natters, lies; yet Boreman, For all the devil helps, will be a poor man.

1068. UPON GORGONIUS.

Unto Pastillus rank Gorgonius came To have a tooth twitched out of's native frame; Drawn was his tooth, but stank so, that some say, The barber stopped his nose, and ran away.

1079. UPON GRUBS.

Grubs loves his wife and children, while that they Can live by love, or else grow fat by play; But when they call or cry on Grubs for meat, Instead of bread Grubs gives them stones to eat. He raves, he rends, and while he thus doth tear, His wife and children fast to death for fear.

1080. UPON DOLL.

No question but Doll's cheeks would soon roast dry, Were they not basted by her either eye.

1081. UPON HOG.

Hog has a place i' the' kitchen, and his share, The flimsy livers and blue gizzards are.

1087. UPON GUT.

Science puffs up, says Gut, when either pease Make him thus swell, or windy cabbages.

1101. UPON SPUR.

Spur jingles now, and swears by no mean oaths, He's double honour'd, since he's got gay clothes: Most like his suit, and all commend the trim; And thus they praise the sumpter, but not him: As to the goddess, people did confer Worship, and not to th' ass that carried her.

1108. UPON RUMP.

Rump is a turn-broach, yet he seldom can Steal a swoln sop out of a dripping-pan.

1109. UPON SHOPTER.

Old Widow Shopter, whensoe'er she cries, Lets drip a certain gravy from her eyes.

1110. UPON DEB.

If felt and heard, unseen, thou dost me please; If seen, thou lik'st me, Deb, in none of these.

1112. UPON CROOT.

One silver spoon shines in the house of Croot; Who cannot buy or steal a second to't.

1114. UPON FLOOD OR A THANKFUL MAN.

Flood, if he has for him and his a bit, He says his fore and after grace for it: If meat he wants, then grace he says to see His hungry belly borne on legs jail-free. Thus have, or have not, all alike is good To this our poor yet ever patient Flood.

1115. UPON PIMP.

When Pimp's feet sweat, as they do often use, There springs a soap-like lather in his shoes.

1116. UPON LUSK.

In Den'shire Kersey Lusk, when he was dead, Would shrouded be and therewith buried. When his assigns asked him the reason why, He said, because he got his wealth thereby.

1117. FOOLISHNESS.

In's Tusc'lans, Tully doth confess, No plague there's like to foolishness.

1118. UPON RUSH.

Rush saves his shoes in wet and snowy weather; And fears in summer to wear out the leather; This is strong thrift that wary Rush doth use Summer and winter still to save his shoes.

1124. THE HAG.

The staff is now greas'd; And very well pleas'd, She cocks out her arse at the parting, To an old ram goat That rattles i' th' throat, Half-choked with the stink of her farting.

In a dirty hair-lace She leads on a brace Of black boar-cats to attend her: Who scratch at the moon, And threaten at noon Of night from heaven for to rend her.

A-hunting she goes, A cracked horn she blows, At which the hounds fall a-bounding; While th' moon in her sphere Peeps trembling for fear, And night's afraid of the sounding.

Lace, leash. Boar-cat, tom-cat.



NOTES TO APPENDIX.

64. To him that has, etc. The quotation is not from the Bible, but from Martial, v. 81:—

"Semper pauper eris, si pauper es, Aemiliane. Dantur opes nulli nunc nisi divitibus."

Cp. also Davison's Poet. Rhap., i. 95. Ed. Bullen.

126. Upon Scobble. Dr. Grosart quotes an Ellis Scobble [i.e., Scobell], baptised at Dean Priory in 1632, and Jeffery Scobble buried in 1654.

200. Upon Gubbs. Printed in Witts Recreations, 1650, without alteration. To save repetition we may give here a list of the other Epigrams in this Appendix which are printed in Witt's Recreations, reserving variations of reading for special notes:—206, Upon Bounce; 239, Upon Guess; 311, Upon Sneap; 357, Long and Lazy; 379, Upon Doll; 380, Upon Screw; 381, Upon Linnit; 400, Upon Rasp; 410, Upon Skinns; 429, Upon Craw; 435, Jack and Jill; 574, Upon Umber; 639, Upon Lungs; 650, Upon Cob; 652, Upon Skoles; 668, Upon Zelot; 705, Upon Trigg; 797, Upon Bice; 798, Upon Trencherman; 834, Upon Punchin; 888, Upon Lulls; 1027, Upon Boreman; 1087, Upon Gut; 1108, Upon Rump.

305. Fearing to break the king's commandement. In 1608 there was issued a proclamation containing "Orders conceived by the Lords of his Maiestie's Privie Counsell and by his Highnesse speciall direction, commanded to be put in execution for the restraint of killing and eating of flesh the next Lent". This was re-issued ten years later (there is no intermediate issue at the British Museum), and from 1619 onwards became annual under James and Charles in the form of "A proclamation for restraint of killing, dressing, and eating of Flesh in Lent, or on Fish dayes, appointed by the Law, to be hereafter strictly observed by all sorts of people".

420. Upon Bridget. Loss of teeth is the occasion of more than one of Martial's epigrams.

456. The tun of Heidelberg: in the cellar under the castle at Heidelberg is a great cask supposed to be able to hold 50,000 gallons.

574. As Umber states: "as Umber swears".—W. R.

639. His breath does fly-blow: "doth" for "does".—W. R.

652. One blast: "and" for "one".—W. R.

668. Yet! see: "ye see".—W. R.

670. Tradescant's curious shells: John Tradescant was a Dutchman, born towards the close of the sixteenth century. He was appointed gardener to Charles II. in 1629, and he and his son naturalised many rare plants in England. Besides botanical specimens he collected all sorts of curiosities, and opened a museum which he called "Tradescant's Ark". In 1656, four years after his death, his son published a catalogue of the collection under the title, "Museum Tradescantianum: or, a collection of rarities preserved at South Lambeth, near London, by John Tradescant". After the son's death the collection passed into the hands of Ashmole, and became the nucleus of the present Ashmolean Museum at Oxford.

802. Any way for Wealth. A variation on Horace's theme: "Rem facias, rem, si possis, recte, si non quocunque modo, rem". 1 Epist. i. 66.

The Portrait of a Woman: I subjoin here the four passages found in manuscript versions of this poem, alluded to in the previous note. As said before, they do not improve the poem. After l. 45, "Bearing aloft this rich round world of wonder," we have these four lines:

In which the veins implanted seem to lie Like loving vines hid under ivory, So full of claret, that whoso pricks this vine May see it spout forth streams like muscadine.

Twelve lines later, after "Riphean snow," comes a longer passage:

Or else that she in that white waxen hill Hath seal'd the primrose of her utmost skill. But now my muse hath spied a dark descent From this so precious, pearly, permanent, A milky highway that direction yields Unto the port-mouth of the Elysian fields: A place desired of all, but got by these Whom love admits to the Hesperides; Here's golden fruit, that doth exceed all price, Growing in this love-guarded paradise; Above the entrance there is written this: This is the portal to the bower of bliss, Through midst whereof a crystal stream there flows Passing the sweet sweet of a musky rose. With plump, soft flesh, of metal pure and fine, Resembling shields, both pure and crystalline. Hence rise those two ambitious hills that look Into th' middle, sweet, sight-stealing crook, Which for the better beautifying shrouds Its humble self 'twixt two aspiring clouds

The third addition is four lines from the end, after "with a pearly shell":

Richer than that fair, precious, virtuous horn That arms the forehead of the unicorn.

The last four lines are joined on at the end of all:

Unto the idol of the work divine I consecrate this loving life of mine, Bowing my lips unto that stately root Where beauty springs; and thus I kiss her foot.



INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

An old, old widow, Greedy needs would wed, 383.

Bad are all surfeits; but physicians call, 403.

Bar close as you can, and bolt fast too your door, 380.

Batt he gets children, not for love to rear 'em, 379.

Bice laughs, when no man speaks; and doth protest, 399.

Blanch swears her husband's lovely; when a scald, 376.

Blisse, last night drunk, did kiss his mother's knee, 404.

Boreman takes toll, cheats, flatters, lies! yet Boreman, 406.

Broomsted a lameness got by cold and beer, 392.

Brown bread Tom Pennie eats, and must of right, 406.

Buggins is drunk all night, all day he sleeps, 406.

Bungy does fast; looks pale; puts sackcloth on, 382.

Burr is a smell-feast, and a man alone, 404.

Center is known weak sighted, and he sells, 386.

Cob clouts his shoes, and as the story tells, 396.

Cock calls his wife his hen; when cock goes to 't, 395.

Comely acts well; and when he speaks his part, 399.

Craw cracks in sirrop; and does stinking say, 388.

Crooked you are, but that dislikes not me, 381.

Cuffe comes to church much; but he keeps his bed, 377.

Curse not the mice, no grist of thine they eat, 384.

Dunridge his issue hath; but is not styl'd, 392.

Doll, she so soon began the wanton trade, 385.

E'en all religious courses to be rich, 399.

Eeles winds and turns, and cheats and steals; yet Eeles, 386.

Feacie, some say, doth wash her clothes i' th' lie, 390.

Fie, quoth my lady, what a stink is here, 395.

First, Jolly's wife is lame; then next loose-hip'd, 378.

Flood, if he has for him and his a bit, 409.

Fone says, those mighty whiskers he does wear, 377.

For ropes of pearl, first Madam Ursly shows, 397.

For second course, last night a custard came, 378.

For thirty years Tubbs has been proud and poor, 405.

Franck ne'er wore silk she swears; but I reply, 394.

Franck would go scour her teeth; and setting to 't, 398.

Give me a reason why men call, 401.

Goes the world now, it will with thee go hard, 376.

Glasco had none, but now some teeth has got, 377.

Glass, out of deep, and out of desp'rate want, 386.

Groynes, for his fleshly burglary of late, 381.

Grubs loves his wife and children, while that they, 407.

Grudgings turns bread to stones, when to the poor, 395.

Gryll eats, but ne'er says grace: to speak the truth, 378.

Gubbs calls his children kitlings: and would bound, 380.

Guess cuts his shoes, and limping, goes about, 381.

Hanch, since he lately did inter his wife, 402.

Hog has a place i' th' kitchen, and his share, 407.

Horne sells to others teeth; but has not one, 394.

How could Luke Smeaton wear a shoe or boot, 398.

Huncks has no money, he does swear or say, 390.

I abhor the slimy kiss, 402.

I dream't this mortal part of mine, 375.

If felt and heard, unseen, thou dost me please, 408.

If thou dislik'st the piece thou light'st on first, 375.

If wounds in clothes, Cuts calls his rags, 'tis clear, 385.

I have seen many maidens to have hair, 393.

In Den'shire Kersey Lusk when he was dead, 409.

In's Tusc'lans, Tully doth confess, 409.

Is Zelot pure? he is: yet, see he wears, 397.

Jone is a wench that's painted, 396.

Joan would go tell her hairs; and well she might, 392.

Jolly and Jilly bite and scratch all day, 387.

Kissing and bussing differ both in this, 391.

Last night thou didst invite me home to eat, 388.

Letcher was carted first about the streets, 392.

Linnet plays rarely on the lute, we know, 385.

Long locks of late our zealot Peason wears, 402.

Leech boasts he has a pill, that can alone, 383.

Luggs, by the condemnation of the bench, 378.

Lulls swears he is all heart; but you'll suppose, 403.

Lungs, as some say, ne'er sets him down to eat, 396.

Lupes for the outside of his suit has paid, 405.

Maggot frequents those houses of good cheer, 391.

Mease brags of pullets which he eats; but Mease, 384.

Meg yesterday was troubled with a pose, 404.

Money thou ow'st me; prethee fix a day, 380.

Moon is a usurer, whose gain, 384.

Much-more provides and hoards up like an ant, 379.

Mudge every morning to the postern comes, 405.

Nis he makes verses; but the lines he writes, 403.

No question but Doll's cheeks would soon roast dry, 407.

Now Patrick with his footmanship has done, 387.

Of flanks and chines of beef doth Gorrell boast, 380.

Of four teeth only Bridget was possest, 387.

Of pushes Spalt has such a knotty race, 394.

Old Parson Beanes hunts six days of the week, 389.

Old Widow Prouse, to do her neighbours evil, 400.

Old Widow Shopter, whensoe'er she cries, 408.

Once on a Lord Mayor's day, in Cheapside, when, 392.

One silver spoon shines in the house of Croot, 408.

Pagget, a schoolboy, got a sword, and then, 378.

Parrat protests, 'tis he, and only he, 401.

Paske, though his debt be one upon the day, 384.

Paul's hands do give; what give they, bread or meat, 398.

Peapes, he does strut, and pick his teeth, as if, 401.

Pievish doth boast that he's the very first, 387.

Prickles is waspish, and puts forth his sting, 404.

Prigg, when he comes to houses oft doth use, 384.

Prig now drinks water, who before drank beer, 379.

Putrefaction is the end, 388.

Ralph pares his nails, his warts, his corns, and Ralph, 404.

Rasp plays at nine-holes; and 'tis known he gets, 386.

Reape's eyes so raw are that, it seems, the flies, 402.

Rook he sells feathers, yet he still doth cry, 389.

Root's had no money; yet he went o' the score, 388.

Rump is a turn-broach, yet he seldom can, 408.

Rush saves his shoes in wet and snowy weather, 409.

Science puffs up, says Gut, when either pease, 407.

Scobble for whoredom whips his wife and cries, 377.

Seal'd up with night-gum Loach, each morning lies, 400.

Shark when he goes to any public feast, 382.

Shift now has cast his clothes: got all things new, 385.

Sibb, when she saw her face how hard it was, 398.

Since Gander did his pretty youngling wed, 396.

Since Jack and Jill both wicked be, 389.

Skinns, he dined well to-day; how do you think, 386.

Skoles stinks so deadly, that his breeches loath, 396.

Skrew lives by shifts; yet swears by no small oaths, 385.

Skurf by his nine-bones swears, and well he may, 390.

Slouch he packs up, and goes to several fairs, 399.

Snare, ten i' th' hundred calls his wife; and why? 395.

Sneape has a face so brittle that it breaks, 383.

Spenke has a strong breath, yet short prayers saith, 403.

Spokes, when he sees a roasted pig, he swears, 405.

Spunge makes his boasts that he's the only man, 389.

Spur jingles now, and swears by no mean oaths, 408.

Strutt, once a foreman of a shop we knew, 378.

Sudds launders bands in piss, and starches them, 381.

Tap, better known than trusted as we hear, 401.

Teage has told lies so long that when Teage tells, 403.

That was the proverb. Let my mistress be, 383.

The eggs of pheasants wry-nosed Tooly sells, 393.

The staff is now greas'd, 410.

This lady's short, that mistress she is tall, 389.

To cleanse his eyes, Tom Brock makes much ado, 382.

To loose the button is no less, 398.

To paint the fiend, Pink would the devil see, 381.

Thou writes in prose how sweet all virgins be, 400.

Tom Blinks his nose is full of weals, and these, 401.

Tom shifts the trenchers; yet he never can, 399.

Trigg, having turn'd his suit, he struts in state, 397.

Truggin a footman was; but now, grown lame, 403.

Umber was painting of a lion fierce, 393.

Unto Pastillus rank Gorgonius came, 407.

Up with the quintell, that the rout, 406.

Urles had the gout so, that he could not stand, 394.

Vinegar is no other, I define, 405.

We read how Faunus, he the shepherds' god, 406.

Were there not a matter known, 388.

What are our patches, tatters, rags, and rents, 405.

What is the reason Coone so dully smells, 394.

What made that mirth last night, the neighbours say, 395.

When Jill complains to Jack for want of meat, 391.

When others gain much by the present cast, 385.

When Pimp's feet sweat, as they do often use, 409.

Wherever Nodes does in the summer come, 400.

Who to the north, or south, doth set, 388.

Who with thy leaves shall wipe, at need, 375.

Why walks Nick Flimsey like a malcontent! 387.

Wither'd with years, bed-rid Mamma lies, 380.

With paste of almonds, Syb her hands doth scour, 393.

Y'ave laughed enough, sweet, vary now your text, 382.

You say, you love me; that I thus must prove, 383.

You say you're young; but when your teeth are told, 390.

You say you'll kiss me, and I thank you for it, 394.



Transcriber's Endnotes

Numeration Errors in the Hesperides:

Without an obvious solution to a discrepancy the numbers remain as originally printed, however the following alterations have been made to ensure any details in the NOTES section apply to the relevant poem.

Page 290. Note to 923. "924" changed to 923. "923. Revenge. Tacitus, Hist. iv."

Page 295. Note to 967. "726" changed to 724. "967. Upon his spaniel, Tracy. Cp. supra, 724."

Page 297. Note to 1035. "664" changed to 662. "... writing to Endymion Porter (662), and earlier ..."

Page 298. Note to 1045. "406" changed to 405. "... Herrick addressed the poem (405) ..."

Typographical Errors:

Page 177. 33. AN ODE OF.... "disposses" corrected to dispossess. "And as we dispossess Thee ..."

Page 318. Appendix I. "arious" corrected to various. "... all the various articles spread throughout ..."

Page 379. 199. UPON LUGG. "LUGG" corrected to LUGGS. "199. UPON LUGGS."

Page 382. 277. LAUGH AND DIE DOWN. "DIE" corrected to LIE. "277. LAUGH AND LIE DOWN."

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