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]

Hayman, Robert

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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.

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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78. To Master Fabian Sanford, Master of our Shippe and voyage in Newfound-Land, and may serue for all Masters trading there.

Men wearied are with labour other-where:
But you are weary, when you want it here.
And what in England would quite tire a horse,
Here the want of it, tyres you ten times worse.
Labour was first a curse to curbe mans pride;
The want of it, makes you to curse, chafe, chide.
To see you worke thus, better would me please,
Did you not worke thus vpon Sabbath Dayes.

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78. To Master Fabian Sanford, Master of our Shippe and voyage in Newfound-Land, and may serue for all Masters trading there.