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Its well, faid Guy, thy honeft thoughts appeare,
Within that beaftlye bulke where devills dwell;
Which are thy tenants while thou livest heare,

But will be landlords when thou comeft in hell: 100 Vile mifcreant, prepare thee for their den,

Inhumane monster, hatefull unto men.

But breathe thy felfe a time, while I goe drinke,
For flameing Phoebus with his fyerye eye
Torments me foe with burning heat, I thinke
My thirst wold serve to drinke an ocean drye:
Forbear a litle, as I delt with thee.
Quoth Amarant, "Thou haft noe foole of mee.

Noe, fillye wretch, my father taught more witt,
How I fhold ufe fuch enemyes as thou;

⚫By all my gods I doe rejoice at itt,

To understand that thirst constraines thee now; For all the treasure, that the world containes, One drop of water shall not coole thy vaines.

Releeve my foe! why, 'twere a madmans part:
Refresh an adverfarye to my wrong!

If thou imagine this, a child thou art:

Noe, fellow, I have known the world too long

To be foe fimple: now I know thy want,

A minutes space of breathing I'll not grant.

And with these words heaving aloft his clubb
Into the ayre, he fwings the fame about;
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Then shakes his lockes, and doth his temples rubb,
And, like the Cyclops, in his pride doth strout:
Sirra, fayes hee, I have you at a lift,

Now you are come unto your latest shift.

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Perish forever: with this ftroke I fend thee

A medicine, that will doe thy thirst much good;

Take noe more care for drinke before I end thee,
And then wee'll have carouses of thy blood:
Here's at thee with a butchers downright blow,
To please my furye with thine overthrow.

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Infernall, falfe, obdurate feend, faid Guy,

That seemst a lumpe of crueltye from hell; Ungratefull monster, fince thou dost deny

The thing to mee wherin I used thee well: With more revenge, than ere my sword did make, On thy accursed head revenge Ile take.

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Thy gyants longitude shall shorter shrinke,

Except thy fun-fcorcht skin be weapon proof: Farewell my thirst; I doe disdaine to drinke,

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Streames keepe your waters to your owne behoof;

Or let wild beasts be welcome thereunto;

With those pearle drops I will not have to do.

Here, tyrant, take a tafte of my good-will,

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For thus I doe begin my bloodye bout: You cannot chufe but like the greeting ill;

It is not that fame clubb will beare you out;

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Then Guy fett foot upon the monsters breft,

And from his shoulders did his head divide;
Which with a yawninge mouth did gape, unbleft;
Noe dragons jawes were ever feene foe wide
To open and to shut, till life was spent.

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Then Guy tooke keyes and to the castle went,

Where manye woefull captives he did find,

Which had beene tyred with extremityes ;
Whom he in freindly manner did unbind,

And reafoned with them of their miferyes:
Eche told a tale with teares, and fighes, and cryes,
All weeping to him with complaining eyes.

There tender ladyes in darke dungeons lay,
That were surprised in the defart wood,
And had noe other dyett everye day,

But flesh of humane creatures for their food:
Some with their lovers bodyes had beene fed,
And in their wombes their husbands buryed.

Now he bethinkes him of his being there,

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To enlarge the wronged brethren from their woes; 170 And, as he fearcheth, doth great clamours heare,

By which fad found's direction on he goes,

Untill he findes a darksome obscure gate,
Arm'd strongly ouer all with iron plate.
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That he unlockes, and enters, where appeares

The ftiangeft object that he ever saw ; Men that with famishment of many yeares,

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Were like deathes picture, which the painters draw; Divers of them were hanged by eche thombe; Others head-downward: by the middle fome.

With diligence he takes them from the walle,
With lybertye their thraldome to acquaint:

Then the perplexed knight their father calls,

And fayes, Receive thy founes though peore and faint:

I promise you their lives, accept of that;
But did not warrant you they shold be fat.

did dwell:

The caftle I doe give thee, heere's the keyes,
Where tyranye for many yeeres
Procure the gentle tender ladyes ease,

For pittyes fake, ufe wronged women well:

Men eafilye revenge the wrongs men do:

But poore weake women have not strength thereto.

The good old man, even overjoyed with this,

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Fell on the ground, and wold have kift Guys feeter Father, quoth he, refraine foe bafe a kifs,

For age to honor youth I hold unmeete:

Ambitious pryde hath hurt mee all it can,
I goe to mortifie a finfull man.

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*** The foregoing poem on GUY AND AMARANT has been difcovered to be a fragment of, "The famous hiftorie of

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"Guy earl of Warwicke, by SAMUEL ROWLANDS, Lan"don, printed by J. Bell, 1649, 4to." in xii cantos, be ginning thus:

"When dreadful Mars in armour every day."

Whether the edition in 1649, was the first, is not known, but the author SAM. ROWLANDS was one of the minor ports who lived in the reigns of 2 Elizabeth and James I. and perhaps later. His other poems are chiefly of the religious kin.l, which makes it probable that the hift. of Guy was one of his earliest performances There are extant of his (1) "The betraying of Chrift, Judas in difpaire, the ferven "words of our Saviour on the croffe, with other poems on "the paffion, &c. 1598, 4to. [ Ames Typ. p. 428.]—(2.) A "Theatre of delightful Recreation. Lond. printed for A. "Johnson, 1605," 4to. (Penes editor) This is a book of poems on fubjects chiefly taken from the old Teftanient. (3.)" Memory of Chrift's miracles, in verje Lond. 16:3, 4to." (4) "Heaven's glory, earth's vanity, and hell's horror." Lond 1938, 800, [These two in Bod. Cat.] In the prefent edition the foregoing poom has been much improved from the printed copy.

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I have not been able to meet with a mere ancient copy of this humorous old fong, than that printed in the Tea-Table mifcellany, &c. which feems to have admitted fome corrup•

tions.

LATE in an evening forth I went

A little before the fun gade down,

And there I chanc't, by accident,
To light on a battle new begun: