By-Ward to some Cittisens entring the Tower
By-Ward to some Cittisens entring the Tower the it of March-1642
Frends, pray forbear: why Croude yea with such hast
To enter: wher some would goe out as fast
Were they permitted, and conclude it too
A benefitt to be as one of you
Free in your own choyce: but fond Nature ties
The appetite to fancy novelties
And yea look for them heer? Could not the change
Glut you or th'Lyons ther? 'tis wondrous strange
Yea should affect with soe much care and paines
To see that place which is to others chaines
And by free-will turn Prisners for an hower
To say heer after you had seen the Tower
'Tis well yea are noe Docters, if yea were
We'd keep yea for Arminianisme here
But sithence yea are noe degree can own but such
As th'Citty guives, I am resolved soe much
To favour your designes as to consent
Yea should survaigh all thats of wonderment
And that's noe more than what yea see (fond age
When Follies actor all this world the stage.
Heer are we come past wher the Jaylor dwells
That's calld a Gentleman whose Castle smells
Soe high of Treason and such other faults
The Prisners though dischargd lurk stil in vaults
And soe advanct a pace or two lay ther
A Cannon which the wives soe put in fear
As they cride out for help, and backward fell
Saying it will not shoot we hope? pray tell
Noe, I replide, but when it doth, 'twill shower
And guards the Traytors guate and bloody Tower.
At this One faints, an Other trembling Cries
Pray why soe calld (quoth I) the Histories
Guave then these names, the one as I have read
Entoomd two smotherd Princes (noe blud shed)
The other 'cause it made a way for Her
That knew noe Treason t'become Prisoner
To Her Sisers will: then all, as if they'd seen
Her living yett repeat O blessed Queen
And then pull out their Sawm-bookes and again
Proclaim these bad times: Hers the happy raign
'Twas well They did Confide else't might be sayd
Idolatrous to say soe much o'th'dead
As They still utterd menacing Grim Death
For taking from them Blest Elizabeth.
Now are we mett by One abates this pride
Who seems to swell and offers first to chide
That we might know his place and trust to be
Care of the gates and Porters deputy
And what procurd him this that you may have
'Twas cause He was in truth an arrant K.
Some Boyes (were ther) cride when they heard his Name
But I to calm Him took on me the Blame.
Well then we must to the Lieutenant pass
Before we could goe on; and ther, Alas
We meet stern lookes, soe full of rigidnes
That when the wind's awake the Byskian seas
Seem as a Bay becalmd the Alpran Land
As if 'twer rowld into an Even sand
Compard to them; nor must it be thought wonder
(Though Winter) when He spake if't seemd to thunder
Heer my poor Guests were stricken, though before
They had seen the Bears and heard the Lions roar
This voyce and Countnance had ore them such power
Their harts began to daunce, their eyes to shower
When One of them posessing but a dram
Of courage more than Those who with her came
Askt if it were the Office or the place
That Pattent guave for such rough words and face
Wherat I smiling towld her, Customs bring
Oft times our natures to their likening
Soe just; that wher a soft and gentler hand
Might serve sometimes, the fierce word of Command
(As learnt by hart) will not guive way at all
To lenety, or to one wrinkles fall.
Those that had spent their youth in Marses feild
Cannot forget the Musket, Sword, and Shield
The Buskins were not worn by Comick Actors
Nor's smooth Phrase usd to Those are Malefactors
And heer dwelt none but such: besides a rout
Of Officers took care They got not out
One righteous Judge Three Knights condemned are
A Brace of Aldermen, Bishops a paire
Two Earles, Three Kiernes and all to this sad fate
The Times distraction Heer to Celebrat
In much retirdness: neither heard nor tride
They linger out a life as if they dide.
A sad condition: when nor foe, nor frend
Will help to Triall, that might put an end
Unto this living Death, or dead reprive
Wherein they only can but be, not live
Shut up from all society which smothers
Their best intents towards themselves and others
And that to Felons justice not denies
These are debarrd of th'hopes of an Assise
Or Jayle-delivery: sithence all mens ears
I'th 'Town are filld with jealouzys and Fears
What pitty 'twas that any did suppress
That Court Could make Truths more, but such ears less.
As we advanc't to follow our intent
We measurd out that Crittick Pavement
Northumberland layd ther, wherby he found
A way to make a mile thats long turn round
Most proper for these times are soe presize
They walk by standing up; pace Truths by Lies
Soe that when a Survaigher comes to view
And search reports, finding the falce judgd true
What may He say but that inventions skill
Is exercisd in framing Fancy will
And what we wish indeed to see or heer
Proves oft the loadston that our faiths doth steer
Next is the house of store or Magazin
Wher were-some Gunns, yet ther ther more had been
'Fore these late troubles drew them out to play
And bandy the Militia with th'Aray
They were the Kings and must be sayd to be
None others yet: noe more than that we see
Opposes light to shine: Or day appeer
Benighted under a Vale though near soe cleer
When they are mounted, leveld at noe mark
But Him and His, shall we not call light dark
Perswade the hardest marble to be woo!
Bitter thinges sweet, Call empty vessells full
Can we be sure that any thinges our own
When strainger to himself each one is grown
Nor dares think, much less speak, or write, or doe
What Nature, and his duty Prompts him to
Though't be to serve his Prince or else the state
It must be as opignion sets the rate
And soe esteemd, if you but Cross the one
Malignancies the Beasts Mark and you'r gon
When to oppose the Other in's demands
(Though ne're soe just) will multeply Commands
The Gossips eyes had now a while been fed
With th'wardrop and the fower Turrited
White Tower which guives occation to their tongues
To ask to what use this or that belonges
I did resolve them thus: I'th'first doe lie
Beds, Cushions, Chaires, peeces of Tapisry
Rich Arras work presenting story and
Embroyderd Cloats of State which or't did stand
Whilst it remaind, now only'are kept to show
That times to come may work an overthrow
On these are present, as these have on those
Are past whose Trophes now yon walls ençlose
For th'other Candid Towring Pile pray know
It carries Gunns aloft powder below
And soe the linings to this bewteous ston
Are the Black Cornes bring forth destruction
Wherby we are confirmd it falls out true
Oft Darkest mischief's clad in brightest hue.
These everlasting Gazers whose delight
Was as insatiat as that appetite
A greedy worme betraies, noe sooner tast
This and the other but seek new: at last
The Curteous Bell informes ther is noe stay
For those may out: yet heer again by th' way
I must inform them what the Chappell was
And who stood up ther/faith I cride an —
That was soe great an Enemy to sence
As he had bannisht all Commerce from thence
Of Prayers Composd, and by the Church prescribde
By stupid Ignorance and Folly bribd
To vent his own stuff: laying order doun
To gain the approbation of the toun
Then what Could-harbour was? I bade them see
Whither the Almenacks did soe agree
To name it, or the scittuation rather
Soe neer the Tems as t'hav't for Godfather
But ther those lodgings were beheld, wher kings
Had kept their Courts now contemptible things
And such as for restraint are dedicated
To harbour such as by the lawes were fated
Or doomd for Captives, soe the Change implies
That Time may bring the seat of Joleties
To be the stage of Misery: Ther's none
But ere a life spin out must act theron
Come now unto the out most bounds of all
Begirt this place and to the limits wall
I must Coygn something more before we part
And entertain Them with the Minters art
(They have enough o'th'Printers in the Citty
Wher they vent Lies for Truths the more's the pitty)
The Purifiyng furnace we behould
And see the liquid Silver and the Gould
Run into Barrs, and as Fair Daphnes doom
(Sought by herself) made flesh and blood become
A Tree to mock the God soe heer before
One turnes about that which was liquid ore
Is turnd to substance and soe firmely knit
That ther noe small paines goes to hammer it
Ther sate the Clippers who like Justice are
Furnisht with Balances to ajust this ware
Saving that these have use of hands and eyes
To Cast them into such Varieties
Of coyn as the wayght guives; in t'peeces gould
Or halfs at least that may be soonest tould
Shillings of silver most and crownes that guive
Two stamps to make one whol prerogative
And pass for soe much: single pence for th'poor
Soe now with Beggers we are come to th'dore.
Yet once again diverted by some Plate
We did espye the Owner to Translate
In t'Cash had thither brought; or's wife converted
By th'last long praier She heard that pride discerted
T'advance the Common Cause which brought about
The Publike-Faith repayes all without doubt
In which Beleef besotted out they pack
And leav me to my Posture Drinking —
Frends, pray forbear: why Croude yea with such hast
To enter: wher some would goe out as fast
Were they permitted, and conclude it too
A benefitt to be as one of you
Free in your own choyce: but fond Nature ties
The appetite to fancy novelties
And yea look for them heer? Could not the change
Glut you or th'Lyons ther? 'tis wondrous strange
Yea should affect with soe much care and paines
To see that place which is to others chaines
And by free-will turn Prisners for an hower
To say heer after you had seen the Tower
'Tis well yea are noe Docters, if yea were
We'd keep yea for Arminianisme here
But sithence yea are noe degree can own but such
As th'Citty guives, I am resolved soe much
To favour your designes as to consent
Yea should survaigh all thats of wonderment
And that's noe more than what yea see (fond age
When Follies actor all this world the stage.
Heer are we come past wher the Jaylor dwells
That's calld a Gentleman whose Castle smells
Soe high of Treason and such other faults
The Prisners though dischargd lurk stil in vaults
And soe advanct a pace or two lay ther
A Cannon which the wives soe put in fear
As they cride out for help, and backward fell
Saying it will not shoot we hope? pray tell
Noe, I replide, but when it doth, 'twill shower
And guards the Traytors guate and bloody Tower.
At this One faints, an Other trembling Cries
Pray why soe calld (quoth I) the Histories
Guave then these names, the one as I have read
Entoomd two smotherd Princes (noe blud shed)
The other 'cause it made a way for Her
That knew noe Treason t'become Prisoner
To Her Sisers will: then all, as if they'd seen
Her living yett repeat O blessed Queen
And then pull out their Sawm-bookes and again
Proclaim these bad times: Hers the happy raign
'Twas well They did Confide else't might be sayd
Idolatrous to say soe much o'th'dead
As They still utterd menacing Grim Death
For taking from them Blest Elizabeth.
Now are we mett by One abates this pride
Who seems to swell and offers first to chide
That we might know his place and trust to be
Care of the gates and Porters deputy
And what procurd him this that you may have
'Twas cause He was in truth an arrant K.
Some Boyes (were ther) cride when they heard his Name
But I to calm Him took on me the Blame.
Well then we must to the Lieutenant pass
Before we could goe on; and ther, Alas
We meet stern lookes, soe full of rigidnes
That when the wind's awake the Byskian seas
Seem as a Bay becalmd the Alpran Land
As if 'twer rowld into an Even sand
Compard to them; nor must it be thought wonder
(Though Winter) when He spake if't seemd to thunder
Heer my poor Guests were stricken, though before
They had seen the Bears and heard the Lions roar
This voyce and Countnance had ore them such power
Their harts began to daunce, their eyes to shower
When One of them posessing but a dram
Of courage more than Those who with her came
Askt if it were the Office or the place
That Pattent guave for such rough words and face
Wherat I smiling towld her, Customs bring
Oft times our natures to their likening
Soe just; that wher a soft and gentler hand
Might serve sometimes, the fierce word of Command
(As learnt by hart) will not guive way at all
To lenety, or to one wrinkles fall.
Those that had spent their youth in Marses feild
Cannot forget the Musket, Sword, and Shield
The Buskins were not worn by Comick Actors
Nor's smooth Phrase usd to Those are Malefactors
And heer dwelt none but such: besides a rout
Of Officers took care They got not out
One righteous Judge Three Knights condemned are
A Brace of Aldermen, Bishops a paire
Two Earles, Three Kiernes and all to this sad fate
The Times distraction Heer to Celebrat
In much retirdness: neither heard nor tride
They linger out a life as if they dide.
A sad condition: when nor foe, nor frend
Will help to Triall, that might put an end
Unto this living Death, or dead reprive
Wherein they only can but be, not live
Shut up from all society which smothers
Their best intents towards themselves and others
And that to Felons justice not denies
These are debarrd of th'hopes of an Assise
Or Jayle-delivery: sithence all mens ears
I'th 'Town are filld with jealouzys and Fears
What pitty 'twas that any did suppress
That Court Could make Truths more, but such ears less.
As we advanc't to follow our intent
We measurd out that Crittick Pavement
Northumberland layd ther, wherby he found
A way to make a mile thats long turn round
Most proper for these times are soe presize
They walk by standing up; pace Truths by Lies
Soe that when a Survaigher comes to view
And search reports, finding the falce judgd true
What may He say but that inventions skill
Is exercisd in framing Fancy will
And what we wish indeed to see or heer
Proves oft the loadston that our faiths doth steer
Next is the house of store or Magazin
Wher were-some Gunns, yet ther ther more had been
'Fore these late troubles drew them out to play
And bandy the Militia with th'Aray
They were the Kings and must be sayd to be
None others yet: noe more than that we see
Opposes light to shine: Or day appeer
Benighted under a Vale though near soe cleer
When they are mounted, leveld at noe mark
But Him and His, shall we not call light dark
Perswade the hardest marble to be woo!
Bitter thinges sweet, Call empty vessells full
Can we be sure that any thinges our own
When strainger to himself each one is grown
Nor dares think, much less speak, or write, or doe
What Nature, and his duty Prompts him to
Though't be to serve his Prince or else the state
It must be as opignion sets the rate
And soe esteemd, if you but Cross the one
Malignancies the Beasts Mark and you'r gon
When to oppose the Other in's demands
(Though ne're soe just) will multeply Commands
The Gossips eyes had now a while been fed
With th'wardrop and the fower Turrited
White Tower which guives occation to their tongues
To ask to what use this or that belonges
I did resolve them thus: I'th'first doe lie
Beds, Cushions, Chaires, peeces of Tapisry
Rich Arras work presenting story and
Embroyderd Cloats of State which or't did stand
Whilst it remaind, now only'are kept to show
That times to come may work an overthrow
On these are present, as these have on those
Are past whose Trophes now yon walls ençlose
For th'other Candid Towring Pile pray know
It carries Gunns aloft powder below
And soe the linings to this bewteous ston
Are the Black Cornes bring forth destruction
Wherby we are confirmd it falls out true
Oft Darkest mischief's clad in brightest hue.
These everlasting Gazers whose delight
Was as insatiat as that appetite
A greedy worme betraies, noe sooner tast
This and the other but seek new: at last
The Curteous Bell informes ther is noe stay
For those may out: yet heer again by th' way
I must inform them what the Chappell was
And who stood up ther/faith I cride an —
That was soe great an Enemy to sence
As he had bannisht all Commerce from thence
Of Prayers Composd, and by the Church prescribde
By stupid Ignorance and Folly bribd
To vent his own stuff: laying order doun
To gain the approbation of the toun
Then what Could-harbour was? I bade them see
Whither the Almenacks did soe agree
To name it, or the scittuation rather
Soe neer the Tems as t'hav't for Godfather
But ther those lodgings were beheld, wher kings
Had kept their Courts now contemptible things
And such as for restraint are dedicated
To harbour such as by the lawes were fated
Or doomd for Captives, soe the Change implies
That Time may bring the seat of Joleties
To be the stage of Misery: Ther's none
But ere a life spin out must act theron
Come now unto the out most bounds of all
Begirt this place and to the limits wall
I must Coygn something more before we part
And entertain Them with the Minters art
(They have enough o'th'Printers in the Citty
Wher they vent Lies for Truths the more's the pitty)
The Purifiyng furnace we behould
And see the liquid Silver and the Gould
Run into Barrs, and as Fair Daphnes doom
(Sought by herself) made flesh and blood become
A Tree to mock the God soe heer before
One turnes about that which was liquid ore
Is turnd to substance and soe firmely knit
That ther noe small paines goes to hammer it
Ther sate the Clippers who like Justice are
Furnisht with Balances to ajust this ware
Saving that these have use of hands and eyes
To Cast them into such Varieties
Of coyn as the wayght guives; in t'peeces gould
Or halfs at least that may be soonest tould
Shillings of silver most and crownes that guive
Two stamps to make one whol prerogative
And pass for soe much: single pence for th'poor
Soe now with Beggers we are come to th'dore.
Yet once again diverted by some Plate
We did espye the Owner to Translate
In t'Cash had thither brought; or's wife converted
By th'last long praier She heard that pride discerted
T'advance the Common Cause which brought about
The Publike-Faith repayes all without doubt
In which Beleef besotted out they pack
And leav me to my Posture Drinking —
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