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for see as yett he takes noe notice of vs
Now will I speake like Moore in melancholy
For if greefes power could wth her sharpest darts
pierce my firme bosome; here#s sufficient cause
to take my farewell of mirths hurtles lawes.
Poore humbled Lady, thou that wert of late
placde wth the noblest women of the land
Invited to their angell companies
seeming a bright Starre in the Courtly Sphere
why shouldst thou like a widow sit thus low
and all thy faire consorts moove from the clowds
that ouerdreep thy beautie and thy worth
Ile tell thee the true cause, the Court like heauen
examines not the anger of the Prince
and being more fraile composde of guilded earth
shines vpon them on whom the king doth shine
smiles if he smile, declines if he decline
Yet seeing both are mortall Court and king
shed not one teare for any earthly thing
For so God p(ar)don me in my saddest hower
thou hast no more occasion to lament
nor these, nor those, my exile from the court
no nor this bodyes tortur wert imposde
as commonly disgra(c)es of great men
are the forewarnings of a hastie death
than to behold me after many a toyle
honord wth endlesse rest. Perchance the king
seeing the Court is full of vanitie
has pittie least our soules shuld be misled
and sends vs to a life contemplatiue.
O happy banishment from worldly pride
when soules by priuate life are sanctifide
O but I feare some plot against your life
why then tis thus; the king of his high grace
seeing my faithfull seruice to his state
intends to send me to the king of heauen
for a rich present: where my soule shall proue
a true remembrer of his majestie.
Come pre thee mourne not: the worst chance is death
and that brings endlesse joy for fickle breath.
Ah but your children.
Tush let them alone, say they be stript from this poore painted cl come come wele tickle ther turnips wele bu brother giue place and heare Iohn lincolne speake
I lincolne my leder and doll my true breder wth the rest of
our crue shall Ran tan tarra ran. doo all they what they can
shall we be bobd braude no shall we be hellde vnder no. we ar fre
borne and doo take skorne to be vsde soe
pease theare I saye heare captaine lincolne speake.
kepe silens till we know his minde at large.
then largelye dilliuer speake bullie and he that presumes to
interrupte #the in thie orratione this for him
then gallant bloods yow whoes fre sowles doo skorne
to beare the inforsed wrongs of alians
ad rage to Ressolutione fier the howses
of theis audatious strangers: This is St martins
and yonder dwells mutas a welthy piccardye
at the greene gate
de barde peter van hollocke adrian Martine
wth many more outlandishe fugetiues
shall theis enioy more priueledge then wee
in our owne cuntry. lets become ther slaiues
since Iustis kepes not them in greater awe
wele be our Selues Roughe ministers at lawe.
vse more swords nor no more words but fier the howses
braue captaine curragious fier me ther howses
#I for we #maye as well make bonefiers on maye daye as
at midsom(m)er wele alter the daye in the callinder and sett
itt downe in flaming letters
staye no that wold much indanger the hole cittie
wher #too I wold not the leaste preiudice.
no nor I nether so maie mine owne howse be burnd for companye
ile tell ye what wele drag the strangers into more feldes &
theare bumbaste them till they stinke #a gaine
and that#s soone doone for they smell for feare all redye.
let some of vs enter the strangers houses
and if we finde them theare then bringe them forthe
but if ye bringe them forthe eare ye finde them Ile neare
alowe of that
t
now marsse for thie honner dutch or frenshe so yt be a wenshe
ile vppon
hir
now lads howe shall we labor in #or saftie
I heare the maire hath gatherd men in armes
and that shreue more an hower #a goe Risseude
some of the privye cownsell in at ludgate
forse now must make our pease or eles we fall
twill soone be knowne we ar the principall
and what of that if thow beest #a fraide husband go home #a
gaine and hide thy hed for by the lord Ile haue a lyttill sporte
now we ar att
ytt
lets stand vppon #or swords and if they come
Resseaue them as they weare our eninemyes
a purchase a purchase we haue fownd we #ha fownde
what
nothinge nott a frenshe fleminge nor a fleming frenshe
to be fownde but all fled in plaine inglishe
how now haue you fownd any
no not one they#re all fled
then fier the houses that the maior beinge busye
aboute the quenshinge of them we maye skape
burne downe ther kennells let vs straite awaye
leaste this daye proue to vs an #ill #maye daye
fier fier ile be the firste
if hanginge come tis welcome that#s the worste
wher be theis players
heare Sir
my lord is sent for to the courte.
and all the guests doo after supper parte
and for he will not troble yow againe
by Me for your Reward #a sends 8 angills
wth many thanks: but supp before you goe,
yt is his #will yow should be farely entreatid
follow I pray ye
this luggins is your neclegens
wanting witts beard brought things into dislike
for other wies the playe had bin all seene
wher now some curius cittisin disgraste itt
and discom(m)endinge ytt. all is dismiste,
fore god #a sayes true. but heare ye Sirs 8 angells ha
my lord wold neuer giues 8. angells more or les for 12d
ether yt shold be 3li. 5li or tenn li ther 20s wantinge suer
twenty to one tis soe: I haue a tricke my lord comes
stand #a side
lord maier and ladies and the Rest: be patiente
the state hathe sent and I must nedes be gone
lead on theare:: what seekst thow fellow.
your lordship sent vs 8 angills by your man and I haue
loste one heare amongst the rishes
8 angills hoo dilliuerd yt I sent them ten.
#I my lord dilliuerd yt. anon they shall haue #too more.
that#s more then we hard before my lord.
am I a man of equetie
equallie to deuide true Righte his owne
and shall I haue disseauers in my house
goe pull the cote ouer the varlets eares.
ther ar too many suche:
giue them ther dewe. lead one awaye,
come fellowes goe wth me
In haist to cownsell what#s the busnes now
that all so late his highnes sends for me.
what sekst thow fellow
nay nothinge. your lordship sent 8 angills by your man
and I haue lost #too of them in the Rishes
wytt looke to thatt. 8 angells I did send them tenn
#ho gaiue yt them
I my lord I had no more aboute me
but buy and buy they shall Risseaue the rest
well witt twas wieslye donne thow plaist witt well endede
not to be thus disseauid of thy Righte.
am I a man by offis truely ordaind
equally to deuide true Righte his owne
and shall I haue disseauers in my house
then what availes my bowntie. when such seruants
disseaue the pore of what the mr giues
goe one and pull his cote ouer his eares
ther ar too manye such: giue them ther Righte
witt let thie fellowes thanke #the twas well dunn
thow now disserueste to match wth ladye wisdome
god #a mersye wytt: sir you had a maister Sir thomas more more but now we
shall haue more
god blesse him I wold ther weare more of his minde #a loues
our qualletie and yit hee#s a larnid man and knows what
the world is
well a kinde man and more loving then
many other, but I thinke we #ha mett wth the first
first sarud his man that had #or angills and he maye
chaunce dine wth duke homphrye to morrow beinge turnde
#a waye to daye, come lets goe
and many such Rewards wold make vs all ride and
horsse vs wth the best nags in smith felde
my honnorable lord the maier of london
accompanid wth his ladye and hir traine
ar comynge and ar hard at hannde
to feaste wth yow. a sargin#s come before
to tell your lordship
of ther neare aproche
+CLO. #I FOR I CRY LAG
SIR
+CLO WOLD I WEARE SO
FARRE ON MY IURNEY
+THE FIRST STRETCHE IS THE WORSTE ME THINKS
+CLO SIR AND I HAUE
A SUITE TO YOU TOO
+WHAT IS YTT
+THAT AS YOU HAUE
HANGD LINCOLNE FIRST Z
+WILL HANGE HIR NEXTE
SO YOU WILL NOTT
+HANGE ME AT ALL
+NAYE YOU SET OPE THE
COUNTER GATES AND YO
+MUST HANGE THE FOLYE
+WELL THEN SO MUCH FOR Y
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what Sr Iohn mu(n)day are you hurt
A little knock my lord ther was even now
a sort of prentises playing at Cudgells
I did Comaund them to ther mrs howses
but one of them Backt by the other crew
woonded me in the forhead wth his Cudgill
and now I feare me they are gon to Ioine
wth Lincolne Sherwine and ther dangerous traine
the Captaines of this Insurection
have tane them selves to armes. and cam but now
to both the counters wher they have releast
sundrie Indetted prisoners. and from thence
I heere yt they are gonn Into St martins
wher they Intend to offer violence
to the amazed Lombards therfore my lord
If we expect the saftie of the Cittie
tis time that force or parley doe encownter
wth thes displeased men. how now what newes
my Lord the rebells have broake open newegate
from whence they have deliverd manie prisoners
both fellons and notorious murderers
that desperatlie cleave to ther Lawles traine
vpp wth the draw bridge gathr som forces
to Cornhill and cheapside. And gentle men.
If dilligence be vsde #one every side
A quiet Ebb will follow this rough tide
Enter Shrowsberie Surrie Palmer. Cholmley
Lord maior his ma( I heere they meane to fier the Lumbards howses
oh power what art thou in a madmans eies
thou makst the plodding Iddiott Bloudy wise
my Lords I dowt not but we shall appease
wth a calm breath this flux of discontent
to call them to a parley questionles
may fall out good. tis well said mr moore
letts to thes simple men for many sweat
vnder this act that knowes not the lawes debtt
wch hangs vppon ther lives. for sillie men.
plodd on they know not how.
that ending showes not any sentence writt
linckt but to common reason or sleightest witt
thes follow for no harme but yett Incurr
self penaltie wth those that raisd this stirr
#A gods name #one to calme or privat foes
wth breath of gravitie not dangerous blowes Com on sir are you redy
yes my Lord I stand but #one a few points. I shall have donn pr(e)sen
tlie. before godI have practised yor Lordshipps shift so well. that I thinke I s
hall grow prowd
my Lord
tis fitt thou shouldst wax prowd. or ells thoult nere
be neere allied to greatnes. observe me Sirra
the Learned Clarke Erasmus is arived
wthin or english court. Last night I heere
he feasted wth or honord English poet
the Earle of Surrey. and I learnd to day
the famous clarke of Rotherdam will visett
Sr Thomas moore, therfore sir take my seate
you are Lord Chauncelor. dress yor behaviour
according to my carriage but beware
you talke not over much for twill betray thee
who prates not much seemes wise his witt few scan
while the tongue Blabs tales of the Imperfitt man.
Ile see If greate Erasmus can distinguishe
meritt and outward Cerimony
If I doe not deserve a share for playing of yor Lo.(rd) well. lett me be
yeomanvsher to yor Sumpter and be banisht from wearing of a gold chaine for eve
r well sir Ile hide or motion act my part
wth a firme Boldnes and thou winst my hart
how now what#s the matter.
Tugg me not Ime noe beare. sbloud If all the
doggs in paris garden. hung at my tale. Ide shake em #of wth this. that Ile
appeere. before noe king Cirstned but my good Lord Chauncelor
weele cristen you sirra. bring him forward.
how now what tumults make you
the azurd heavens protect my noble Lord chauncelor
what fellowe#s this.
A Ruffian my Lord that hath sett half the Cittie in an vpprore
my Lord.
ther was a fray in paternoster row. and because they would not be p(ar)t
ed. thestreet was choakt vpp wth carts.
my noble Lord paniar Allies throat was open.
S(ir)ra hold yor peace
Ile prove the street was not choakt. but is as well as ever it was since
It was
A streete
this fellow was a principall broacher of the broile
Sbloud I brocht none. It was broacht and half ronn out before I had
a
lick at it
and would be brought before noe Iustice but yor honor
I am haild my noble Lord
no eare to choose for every triviall noice
but mine. and in so full a time. away
you wronge me mr shreve. dispose of him
at yor owne plesure. send the knave to newgate
to newgate sbloud Sr Thomas moore. I appeale I appeale? from
newgate to any of the two worshippfull counters
fellow whose man are you that are thus lustie
my names Iack fawkner. I serve next vnder god and my prince mr morris se
critary
to my Lord of winchester
A fellow of yor haire is very fitt. to be a secretaries follower
I hope so my Lord. the fray was betweene the Bishopps men of Eelie and
winchester. and I could not in honor but p(ar)te them. I thought it stood not wt
hmy reputation and degree. to com to my Questions and aunswers. befor A
a Citty Iustice. I knew I should to the pott
thou hast byn ther It seemes #to late all redie
I know yor honor is wise. and so forth. and I desire to be only cattachiz
dor examind by you my noble Lord chauncelor
Sirra. sirra you are a busie dangerous ruffian.
Ruffian.
how long have you worne this haire
I have worne this haire ever since I was borne
you know that#s not my Question. but how long hath this shagg fleece hun
(n)g
dangling on thy head
how long my Lord. why sometimes thus Long somtimes Lowere as the fates
&
humors please.
So Quick sir wth me. ha? I see good fellow. thou lovest plaine dealing.
sirratell me now when were you last at Barbars. how longe time have you
vppon yor head woorne this shagg haire
My Lord Iack faukner tells noe Esops fabls. troth I was not at Barbars
this three yeires. I have not byn Cutt nor will not be cutt. vppon a
foolish vow. wch as the destanies shall derect I am sworne to keepe
when comes that vow out
why when the humors are purgd not this three years
vowes are recorded in the court of heaven
for they are holly acts. yong man I charge thee
and doe advize thee start not from yt vow
and for I will be sure thou shalt not shreve
besids because It is an odious sight
to see a man thus hairie. thou shalt lie
In Newgate till thy vow and thy three years
be full expired. Away wth him
my Lord
Cut #of this fleece and lie ther but a moneth
Ile not loosse a haire to be Lord Chauncelor of Europe
to newgate then. Sirra great sinns are Brede
in all that Body wher ther#s a foule head. away wth him. exeunt
Enter Surry Erasmus and Attendaunts.
now great Erasmus you approch the pr(e)sence
of a most worthy Learned gentleman.
this Little #Ile holds not a trewer frend
vnto the arts. nor doth his greatnes add
A fained florish to his worthie p(ar)ts
hee#s great in studie that#s the statists grace
that gaines more Reverence then the outward place.
Report my Lord hath Crost the narrow seas
and to the severall p(ar)ts of Christendom
hath borne the same of yor Lord chauncelor
I long to see him whom wth loving thoughts
I in my studie oft have visited
Is that Sr Thomas moore
It is Erasmus
now shall you vew the honorablest scholler
the most religious pollititian.
the worthiest Counsailor that tends or state
that study is the generall watch of England
In it the princes saftie and the peace
that shines vppon or Comon wealth are forgd
by Loiall Industrie
I dowt him not
to be neere the lif of Excellence
as you proclaime him when his meanest servaunts
are of some waight you saw my lord his porter
give entertainment to vs at the gate
in Latten. good phrase. what#s the mr then.
when such good p(ar)ts shine in his meanest men.
his #Lo hath som waightie Busines
I thinke twere best I did my dutie to him
in a short Latin speech. Qui in Celiberima patria natus est ett
Gloriosa plus habet negotij et in Lucem veniat quam qui
I pry thee good Erasmus be Covered. I have for sworne speaking of lattin
as I am true Counsailor Ide tickle you wth a speech. nay Sitt Erasmus. sitt
good my Lord of Surry. Ile make my Lady Com to you annon If she will
and give you entertainment
Is this Sr Thomas Moore
oh good Erasmus you must Conceave his vaine hee#s ever furnisht wth the
s
conceits
yes faith my learned poet doth not lie for that matter. I am nether more
+Enter sr Thomas
moore.
nor less then mery Sr Thomas allwaies. #wilt supp wth me. by god I love
a parlous wise fellow that smells of a pollititian. better then a long progress
we are deluded. this is not his Lordshipp
I pray you Erasmus how longe will the holland cheese in yor Countrie
k
eepe wthout maggetts.
foole painted Barbarisme retire thy self
Into thy first creation thus you see
my loving learned frends how far respecte
waites often on the Cerimonious traine
of bace Illiterat welth whilst men of schooles
shrowded in povertie are cownted fooles
p(ar)don thou reverent germaine I have mixt
so slight a Iest to the faire Entertainment
of thy most worthy self. for know Erasmus
mirth wrinckls vpp my face and I still Crave
When that forsaks me I may hugg my grave
yor honors mery humor is best phisick et tu Erasmus an
Diabolus
vnto yor able Boddy. for we learne
wher mellancholly choaks the passages
of bloud and breth the errected spirit still
lengthens or dayes wth sportfull exercise
studie should be the saddest time of lif
the rest a sport exempt from thought of strife
Erasmus preacheth gospell against phisicke.
my noble poet
oh my Lord you tax me
in that word poet of much Idlenes
It is a studie that maks poore or fate
poets were ever thought vnfitt for state
o give not vp faire poisie sweet Lord
to such Contempt. that I may speake my hart
It is the sweetest heraldrie of #art
that setts a difference tweene the tough sharpe holly
and tender Bay tree
yett my lord. It is become the very Lagg in number
to all mechanick sc
iences
why Ile show the reason
this is noe age for poets they should sing
to the lowd Canon Heroica facta
qui faciunt reges heroica Carmina lawdant
and as great subiects of ther pen decay
even so vnphisickt they doe melt away Enter mr Morris
Com will yor Lordshipp in? my deere Erasmus
Ile heere you mr moris presentlie.
my Lord I make you mr of my howse
weele Banquett heere wth fresh and staid delights
the muses musick heer shall cheere or sprites
the cates must be but meane wher scollers sitt. for thar how now mr morris
I am a suter to yor Lordshipp in behalf of a servaunt of mine.
the fellow wth Long haire good mr moris
Com to me three years hence and then Ile heere you
I vnderstand yor honor but the foolish knave has submitted him self to t
hemercy of a Barber. and is wthout redy to make a new vow befor your
Lordshipp. heerafter to live Civell
nay then letts talke wth him pray call him in Enter Faukner. and
offi
cers bless yor honor a new man my lord
why sure this not he
#and yor Lordshipp will the Barber shall give you a sample of
my head I am he Infaith my Lord,
why now thy face is like an honest mans
thou hast plaid well at this new cutt and won(n)
no my lord Lost all that ever god sent me
god sent thee Into the world as thou art now wth a short haire. how quic
klyare three years ron(n) out in Newgate
I think so my lord. for ther was but a haires length betweene my going
thether. and so long time
Because I see som grace in thee goe free
Discharge him fellowes farewell mr moris
thy head is for thy shoulders now more fitt
thou hast less haire vppon it but more witt exit
Did not I tell thee allwaies of thes Locks
#And the locks were on againe all the goldsmiths in cheapside should not
pick them open. shart. if my haire stand not #an end when I looke for
my face in a glass. I am a polecatt. heer#s. a lowsie Iest. but if I
notch not that rogue tom barbar that makes me looke thus like a
Brownist. hange me. Ile be worss to the nitticall knave. then ten
tooth drawings heer#s a head wth a pox
why this is cheerfull &c^
why this is cheerfull newes frends goe and Come
Reverend Erasmus whose delitious words
express the very soule and lif of witt
newlie toke sad leave of me wth teares
trubled the sillver channell of the Themes
wch glad of such a burden prowdlie sweld
And #one her bosom bore him toward the sea
hee#s gon to roterdam(m). peace goe wth him
he left me heavy when he went from hence
But this recomforts me? The kind Lo(rd) maior
his Britheren Aldermen wth ther faire wives
will feast this night wth vs. why soet should be
moores mery hart lives by good Companie
good gentlemen be carefull give great charge
or diet be made daynty for the tast
for of all people that the earth affords
the Londoners fare richest at ther bourds
Com my good fellowes &c^
+ENTER LINCOLNE
BETTS WILLIAMSON ] DOLL
+ENTER CROFTS
+WAITES PLAY
HERE.
+ENTER TO THE
PLAYERS WTH A REWARD
+WILLIA(M)
+GEO BETT
+BETTS CLOW
+WILLIAN
+CLOWN. BETTS
+ENTER
+MAIOR
+WILLIAMSON
+GE
+LINCOLN
+MOOR
+TELL ME BUT THIS
+LINCO
+ENTER A SERVINGMAN
+ENTER MOORE
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what ailst thou? art thou mad now.
mad now? nayles yf losse of hayre Cannot mad a man ===
what Can? I am desposde: my Crowne is taken from mee
Moore had bin better #a Scowrd More ditch, than #a notcht
mee thus, does hee begin sheepe sharing wth Iack Faulkner?
nay #& you feede this veyne Sr, fare you well.
why fare well Frost. Ile goe hang my Selfe out for the ===
poll head, make a Sarcen of Iack?
thou desperate knave, for that I See the divell,
wholy gett(e)s hold of thee.
the divell(e)s a dambd rascall
I charge thee wayte on mee no more: no more,
call mee thy mr.
why then a word mr Morris.
Ile heare no wordes, Sr, fare you well.
Sbloud farewell:
why doest thou follow mee:
because Ime an Asse, doe you sett yor shavets vpon mee, & then
cast mee off? must I condole? haue the fates playd the fooles
weepes. am I theire Cutt? Now the poore Sconce is taken, must Iack
march wth bag & baggage?
you Coxcomb.
nay you #ha poacht mee, you #ha given mee a hayre, it(e)s here
here.
Away you kynd Asse, come Sr, dry yor eyes,
keepe yor old place & mend theis fooleryes.
I care not to bee tournd off, #and twere a ladder, so it be in
my humor, or the fates becon to mee; nay pray Sr, yf the destinyes
Spin mee a fyne thred, Falkner flyes another pitch: & to
avoyd the headach, herafter before Ile bee a hayremonger Ile
bee a whoremonger. === whether wilt thou hale me?
whether I please, thou art my prize and I ple Purchase of me? away ye Rascall, I am an honest plaine Carpenters Goe with me quietly, or Ile compell thee.
Compell me ye dogges face? thou thinkst thou hast the Goldsmithes So will I make thy husband too, if please me
Enter Caueler with a paire of dooues, Williamson the Carpenter and
Sherwin following him.
Heere he comes him selfe, tell him so if thou darste.
Followe me no further, I say thou shalt not haue them.
I bought them in Cheapeside, and paide my monie for them.
He did Sir indeed, and you offer him wrong, bothe to take them from him,
andnot restore him his monie neither.
If he paid for them, let it suffise that I possesse them, Beefe and brew
esmay serue such hindes, are Piggions meate for a coorse Carpenter?
It is hard when Englishmens pacience must be thus ietted on by straungers
and they not dare reuendge their owne wrongs.
Lincolne, lets beate them downe, and beare no more of these abuses.
we may not Betts, be pacient and heare more.
How now husband? what, one straunger take thy food from thee, and another
thy wife? bir Lady flesh and blood I thinke can hardly brooke that.
will this geere neuer be otherwise? must these wrongs be thus endured?
let vs step in, and help to reuendge their iniurie.
what art thou that talkest of reuendge? my Lord Ambassadour shall once more
make your Maior haue a check, if he punishe thee not for this saucie presumpt ion Indeed my Lord Maior, on the Ambassadours complainte, sent me to Newgate The more pacient fooles are ye bothe to suffer it.
Suffer it? mend it thou or he if ye can or dare, I tell thee fellowe, #and she were
I tell thee Lombard, these wordes should cost thy best cappe, were I not cur
why Bettes, am not I as deare to my husband, as my Lord Maiors wife to him, a Mistresse, I say you shall along with me.
Touche not Doll Williamson, least she lay thee al Come away de Bard, and let vs goe complaine to my Lord Ambassadour ===
#I, goe, and send him among vs, and weele giue him his welcome too. I am as
It is not our lack of courage in the cause, but the strict obedience that we a
Not so, not so my good freends, I, though a meane man, a Broaker by pr And he is in a good forwardnesse I tell ye, if all hit right.
As how, I pre thee? tell it to Doll Willia you knowe the Spittle Sermons begin the next weeke, I haue drawne
of our wrongs, and the stra
which he meanes the achers shall there openly pblishe in the Pulpit
Oh but that they would, #I, and if you men durst But how finde Mr > reads> Before God, tis excellent, and Ile maintaine the suite to be honest.
well, say tis read, what is your further meaning in the matter?
what? marie list to me. No doubt but this will store vs with freends enow,
whose names we will Holde thee George Bettes, ther#^s my hand and my hart, by the Lord Ile make
a Captaine among ye, and doo somewhat to be talke of for euer after.
My maisters, ere we parte, lets freendly goe and drink together, and sweare
true secrecie vppon our liues.
There spake an Angell, come, lets vs along then. === Hauing dispachte our weightier businesses,
we may giue eare to pettie fellonies,
Mr. Sheriffe Moore, what is this fellowe?
My Lord, he stands indyted for a pursse,
he hath bin tryed, the Iurie is together.
who sent him in?
That did I my Lord,
Had he had right, he had bin hangd ere this,
the only captayne of the cutpursse crewe.
what is his name?
As his profession is, Lifter my Lord,
one th An Thame my Lord, whom, by your honors leaue,
I Good Mr. Iustice Suresbie speake your minde,
we are well pleasde to giue you audience.
Heare me Smart, thou art a foolish fellowe,
If Lifter be conuicted by the lawe,
As, I see not how the Iurie can acquit him:
Ile stand too#^t, thou art guiltie of his death.
My Lord, that#s woorthe the hearing.
Listen then good Maister Moore.
I tell thee plaine, it is a shame for thee,
with such a sum to tempte necessitie.
No lesse then ten poundes Sir, will serue your turne,
to