All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet Being Sixty and three in Number. Collected into one Volume by the Author [i.e. John Taylor]: With sundry new Additions, corrected, reuised, and newly Imprinted |
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 | All the workes of Iohn Taylor the Water-Poet |  |
CERTAINE SONNETS, IN PRAISE OF Mr Thomas THE DECEASED; FASHIONED OF diuers stufts, as mockado, sustian, stand-further off, and Motly, all which the Author dedicates to the immortall memory of the famous Odcombian traueller.
[Conglomerating Aiax, in a fogge]
Conglomerating Aiax, in a foggeConstulted with Ixion for a tripe,
At which Gargantua tooke an Irish bogge,
And with the same gaue Sisiphus a stripe,
That all the bumbast Forrests 'gan to swell,
With Triple treble trouble and with ioy,
That Lucifer kept holiday in hell,
'Cause Cupid would no more be cald a boy.
Delucitating Flora's painted hide,
Redeemes Arion from the hungry Wolfe,
And with conglutinating haughty pride,
Threw Pander in the damb'd Venetian gulfe,
The Mediterrane mountaines laught and smil'd,
And Libra wandred in the woods so wild.
[Bright Cassia Fistula was wondrous sad]
Bright Cassia Fistula was wondrous sad,To heare Zarzaparillas great mis-hap,
And Coloquintida was raging mad,
When Saxafrage was set in Rubarbs lap;
Dame Lickorish was in a monstrous fume,
Against the lushious Reasons of the sunne,
And Trinidado smoake auoids the roome,
Whil'st Gum-armoniack sweares she is vndone;
Vnguentum album is so pale and wan,
That Paracelsus plaister mournes in black.
The Spanish Eleborus strongly can
Make Lignum vita's hide with neezing crack:
Lo, thus with vnguents, plaisters, oyles, and drugges,
We coniure vp the fierce infernall bugges.
[The head strong Torchlight of Cimerian waues]
The head strong Torchlight of Cimerian waues,With fiery frozen wonder leaps and vaults:
And on th' Atlantick Ocean cuts and shaues,
Whilst thunder thwacking Ossa limps and halts,
Robustious Ætna drownes the Artick Pole,
And forked Vulcan hath forsooke his forge,
Apollo'es piebald mare hath cast her fole,
And Mulley Mahomet hath fild his gorge.
Don Belzebub sits fleaing of his breech,
And Marble Proteus dances, leaps and skips,
Belerophon hath pend an excellent speech,
And big-boand Boreas kist Auroraes lips;
The Welkin rumbles; Argos-lies asleepe,
And Tantalus hath slaine a flocke of sheepe.
[When flounder-flapping Termagant was slaine]
When flounder-flapping Termagant was slaine,59
And Polyphemus rid in Charles his Waine,
Whilst Gorgons head rung great Alcides knell,
The rip-rap-riffe-raffe, thwick thwack stout Baboon
Gripes in his downy clutch the spungy Oake,
And young Andromeda at night rings noone,
Whilst Asdrubal at tick tack lost his cloake.
Prometheus couering the Vmbranoes head,
And Typhon tumbles through the solid Ayre:
Proud Pegasus on Cheese and Garlick fed,
And Proserpina went to Sturbidge faire.
Pope Hildebrand bade Pluto home to supper,
And Don Diegoes horse hath broke his crupper.
[Dick Swash drew out his three-pil'd blunted blade]
Dick Swash drew out his three-pil'd blunted blade,And slasht in twaine the equinoctiall line:
Tom Thumb did through th' Arabian deserts wade,
Where Castor and his brother Pollux shine,
The threed-bare flap-Iacks of the westerne Iles,
Exasperate the Marble Sithian Snow,
Dame Venus traueld fifty thousand miles,
To see the bounds of Nilus ebbe and flow.
The Gormundizing Quagmires of the East,
Ingurgitate the Eremanthean Bull:
And rude rebounding Sagitarius Ceast
To pipe Leualtoes to Gonzagaes Trull,
The Adriaticke Polcats sate carousing,
And hidebound Gogmagog his shirt was lowsing,
Sweet Semi-circled Cynthia plaid at maw,
The whilst Endimion ran the wild-goose chase.
Great Bacchus with his Cros-bow kild a daw,
And sullen Saturne smil'd with pleasant face.
The nine-fold Bugbeares of the Caspian lake,
Sate whistling Ebon horne-pipes to their Ducks,
Madge-howlet straight for ioy her Girdle brake,
And rugged Satyrs friskd like Stagges and Bucks.
The vntam'd tumbling fifteene footed Goat,
With promulgation of the Lesbian shores,
Confronted Hydra in a sculler Boat,
At which the mighty mountaine Taurus rores,
Meane time great Sultan Soliman was borne,
And Atlas blew his rustick rumbling horne.
FINIS.
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