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| Satyre 4. |
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| Well I may now receaue and dye, my sinne [69] |
| Indeed is greater, but yet I haue bin in |
| A Purgatory, such as fear'd Hell is |
| A Recreation, and scant Mapp of this. |
| My mind, not with prides itch, nor yet hath beene |
| Poysond with Loue to see or to bee seene, |
| I had no suite there, nor yet Sute to showe |
| Yet went to Court. But as Glare w.ch did goe |
| To Masse in iest, catcht, was fayne to disburse |
| The hundred Marks, w.ch is the statutes curse, |
| Before hee scap'd: so it pleasd my destiny, |
| Guilty of my sinne in going, to thinke mee |
| As prone to all ill, and of good as forget= |
| Full, as proude, lustfull, and as much in debt, |
| As vayne, as witlesse, and as false as they |
| W.ch dwell at Court. For, once going that way, |
| Therefore I sufferd this. Towards mee did runne |
| A thing more strange then on Niles slimes the Sunne |
| Er'e bredd, or all w.ch into Noes arke came, |
| A thing w.ch would haue po'sd Adam to name, |
| Stranger then seven Antiquaries studyes, |
| Then Affricks monsters, Guyanas rarities, |
| Stranger then strangers, One who for a Dane |
| In the Danes massacre had sure bin slayne, |
| If hee had liud then, and without helpe dyes. |
| When next the Prentises 'gaynst strangers rise. |
| One whome the watch at noone lets scarse goe by, |
| One to whome th'examining Iustice sure would crye |
| S.r by yor Priesthood tell mee what you ar. |
| His Clothes were strange, though course, and black though bare |