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The Golden Fleece

Divided into three Parts, Under Which are discouered the Errours of Religion, the Vices and Decayes of the Kingdome, and lastly the wayes to get wealth, and to restore Trading so much complayned of. Transported from Cambrioll Colchos, out of the Southermost Part of the Iland, commonly called the Newfoundland, By Orpheus Iunior [i.e.William Vaughan], For the generall and perpetuall Good of Great Britaine
Vaughan, William (1577-1641)

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THE MUSES AND THE GRACES, BY THE hands of Orpheus Junior, doe here present this Treatise of the Golden Fleece at the Feet of the most Noble, Mightie, and hopefull King of Great Britaine.
  
In Commendation of the Golden Fleece produced by Orpheus Iunior.
  
An Epigram vpon the Golden Fleece, moralized by the Authour for the good of Great BRITAINE.
  
In Honour of the Golden Fleece described by Orpheus Iunior.
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THE FIRST PART OF THE GOLDEN FLEECE,
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THE SECOND PART OF THE GOLDEN FLEECE.
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Chap. 3.
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Chap. 4.
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Chap. 5.
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Chap. VII.
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Chap. VIII.
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Chap. IX.
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Chap. XII.
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Chap. XI.
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Chap. XII.
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Chap. XIIII.
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Chap. XV.
  
[Three hundred thousand pounds yee yearely spend]
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Chap. XVII.
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THE THIRD PART OF The Golden Fleece.
  
The conclusion of Orpheus Iunior to his Soueraigne the King of Great Britaine.

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Chap. XV.

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[Three hundred thousand pounds yee yearely spend]

Three hundred thousand pounds yee yearely spend
In hastning griefes vnto a deadly end.
Yee need not Hellebore. Tobaccoes fume
From Court and Cottage wil expell the rheume.
Alas fond Fooles! which spend your meanes and health,
With Sathans ioy, and hurt to Common-wealth.
Why come not in your Foes to doe you harme?
The English faint, if they but heare Alarme.
When Humors quaile, the Spirits moue but dul,
When Subiects faile, th' Exchequer is not full.
Let them, that loue the Smoake, fall with the smell.
Tis true, Tobacconists; why do yee swell
With anger at the truth? Ere seuen yeeres end
Tobacco will the banefull force extend.
It breeds a wheezing in a narrow breast,
The Hecktick Feuer, or thick Fleame at least.
A bastard heat within the veines it leaues,
Which spoyles the Infant, if the Wife conceiues.
Yet sipt with Hysops iuyce, or held in mouth,
Or snuft, it cures the Lungs, and Tisickes growth.
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