Quodlibets, lately come over from New Britaniola, Old Newfoundland. Epigrams and other small parcels both Morall and Divine ::

Quodlibets, lately come over from New Britaniola, Old Newfoundland. Epigrams and other small parcels both Morall and Divine

The first foure Bookes being the Authors owne: the rest translated out of that Excellent Epigrammist, Mr Iohn Owen, and other rare Authors: With two Epistles of that excellently wittie Doctor, Francis Rablais: Translated out his French at large. All of them Composed and done at Harbor-Grace in Britaniola, anciently called Newfound-Land. By R. H. [by Robert Hayman]

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My humble Muse, desires likewise to kisse your sacred hands.

To my deare Friend and Fellow-Planter, Master Robert Hayman, who with Pen and Person prepares more roome for Christians in the Newfound-World.

To the Facetious Epigrammatist, my louing Kinsman, Mr. Robert Hayman, who composed these quaint Quodlibets at Harbor-grace, in Newfound-Land.

To the Louers of the Muses, vpon these Quodlibets.

An Acrostick-Sonnet. To his learned and welbeloued friend, Mr.

Harm I bare not.

THE FIRST BOOKE OF QVODLIBETS, DONE AND COMPOSED BY THE AVTHOR himselfe.

[THE SECOND BOOKE.]

THE THIRD BOOKE OF QVODLIBETS.

THE FOVRTH BOOKE OF QVODLIBETS. An vnfinisht Booke.

CERTAINE EPIGRAMS OVT OF THE FIRST FOVRE BOOKES OF THE Excellent Epigrammatist, Master Iohn Ovven:

TO THE FAR ADMIRED, ADMIRABLLY FAIRE, vertuous, and witty Beauties of England.

A PRÆMONITION TO ALL KINDE OF READERS of these Translations of Iohn Owens Epigrams.

AN ENCOMIASTICK DISTICK ON MY RIGHT WORTHY AVTHOR, Iohn Ovven.

PART OF MASTER IOHN OWENS EPIGRAMS TRANSLATED into English.

The First Booke.

The Second Booke.

The Third Booke.

The Fovrth Booke, Which He Cals His Sole Booke.

An excellent Anagram on this excellent Poets name, with the verses annexed, translated.

D. Du. Med. his Latine Distick to the Readers, translated.

One of mine owne, to the same purpose.

Praise-worthy verses of Learned Mistris Iane Owens of Oxford, in praise of my Iohn Owen, translated out of her Latine.

To the same learned Woman, whose vertues I reuerence; I dedicate this Encomiastick.

SEVERALL SENTENTIOVS EPIGRAMS, AND WITTY SAYINGS OVT of sundry Authors both Ancient and Moderne:

A rayling Epistle, written in French by that excellently witty Doctor, Francis Rabalais:

120 Another Epistle of the same witty Author, Francis Rabelais, in praise of a graue Matrone; translated as the former.

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99. To the right worshipfull Nicholas Ducke, Esquire, one of the Benchers of Lincolnes Inne, and Recorder of the City of Exeter, my Cousin German.

Although those Creatures, called by your name.
For their delight in dirt, deserue much blame;
And though that some of your profession,
Are glad when they haue got possession.
Of the foule end, or will dirt a cleere case:
You in your Circuittread a cleaner pase.
I know it, you abhorre those sordid things,
And where 'twas foule before, you cleere the springs:
For which, wise honest men you high esteemes,
May your yong Duckling paddle in like streames.

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99. To the right worshipfull Nicholas Ducke, Esquire, one of the Benchers of Lincolnes Inne, and Recorder of the City of Exeter, my Cousin German.