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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

Taylor, John (1580-1653)

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To the Right Honourable THE LORD Marqvesse Hamilton, Master of the Horse to his Maiestie,

TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE, THE Lord Steward of his Maiesties Honourable Hovsehold

TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE, THE LORD Chamberlaine of his Maiesties most Honourable Hovsehold, PHILIP HERBERT EARLE OFF MONTGOMERY

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[THE SEIGE AND SACKING OF Iervsalem.]

[The Life and Death of the Virgin Mary.]

[SVPERBIÆ FLAGELLVM, OR THE WHIP OF PRIDE.]

[Against Cursing and Swearing.]

[THE FEAREFVLL SVMMER: OR LONDONS CALAMITIE.]

[THE TRAVELS OF TWELVE-PENCE.]

[AN ARMADO, OR NAVY OF SHIPS AND OTHER VESSELS, WHO HAVE THE ART TO SAYLE BY LAND, AS WELL AS BY SEA.]

[THE BEGGER.]

[TAYLORS Goose.]

IACKE A LENT HIS BEGINNING AND ENTERTAINMENT: with the mad prankes of his Gentleman-Vsher Shroue-Tuesday that goes before him, and his Footman Hunger attending.

THE PENNYLES PILGRIMAGE, OR THE MONEY-LESSE PERAMBVLATION, OF JOHN TAYLOR, ALIAS, THE KINGS MAIESTIES WATER-POET.

THE GREAT EATER, OR PART OF THE ADMIRABLE TEETH AND STOMACKS EXPLOITS OF NICHOLAS WOOD, OF HARRISOM IN THE COVNTY OF KENT.

[SIR Gregory Nonsence HIS NEVVES FROM NO PLACE.]

[A very Merrie VVherrie-Ferry-VOYAGE.]

[THE GREAT O TOOLE.]

A DISCOVERY BY SEA, FROM London TO Salisbvry.

The Scourge of Basenesse: OR, The old Lerry, with a new Kicksey, and a new-cum twang, with the old Winsey

Taylors Motto.

ODCOMBS COMPLAINT:

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.

THE EIGHTH VVONDER OF THE VVORLD:

Laugh, and be Fat:

MASTER THOMAS CORIAT TO HIS FRIENDS IN ENGLAND SENDS GREETING,

[A BAWD.]

[A WHORE.]

[A THIEFE.]

THE PRAISE AND VERTVE OF a JAYLE and JAYLERS:

The Vnnaturall Father:

[TAYLORS REVENGE.]

FENNORS DEFENCE: OR, I AM YOVR FIRST MAN.

A CAST OVER THE VVATER, BY JOHN TAYLOR.

The praise of cleane Linnen. VVITH THE COMMENDABLE VSE OF THE LAVNDRES.

VVit and Mirth: CHARGEABLY COLLECTED OVT OF TAVERNS, ORDINARIES, Innes, Bowling-Greenes and Allyes, Alehouses, Tobacco-shops, Highwayes, and Water-passages.

A DOGGE OF VVARRE, OR, The Trauels of Drunkard, the famous Curre of the Round Woollstaple in Westminster.

The VVorld runnes on vvheeles: OR, Oddes betwixt Carts and Coaches.

The Nipping or Snipping of ABVSES: OR, The Wooll-gathering of Wit.

A MEMORIALL OF ALL THE ENGLISH MONARCHS, being in number 151. from Brute to King Charles.

A BRIEFE REMEMBRANCE OF ALL THE ENGLISH MONARCHS, from the Normans Conquest, vntill this present.

A LIVING SADNES IN DVTY CONSECRATED TO THE IMMORTALL memory of our late Deceased all-beloued Soueraigne Lord, the Peerelesse Paragon of Princes, Iames, King of great Britaine, France and Ireland; who departed this Life at his Manour of Theobalds, on Sunday the 27. of March 1625.

FOR The sacred memoriall of the great, Noble, and ancient Example of Vertue and Honor, the Illustrious and welbeloued Lord, Charles Howard, Earle of Nottingham, Iustice in Eyre of all his Maiesties Forrests, Parks, and Chases on this side Trent; Knight of the Honourable Order of the Garter, and one of the Lords of his Maiesties most Honourable Priuie Councell;

A FVNERALL ELEGIE, IN THE SACRED MEMORY OF THE Right Reuerend, Right Honourable and Learned Father in GOD, Lancelot, Lord Bishop of VVinchester, Deane of his Maiesties Chappell, Prelate of the Right Honourable Order of the Garter, and one of the Lords of his Maiesties most Honourable Priuie Covncell:

[A Funerall Elegie vpon the death of the Duke of Richmond and Linox.]

GREAT BRITAINE ALL IN BLACKE.

THE MVSES MOVRNING:

A FVNERALL ELEGY: DEPLORING THE DEATH OF THE TRVE Patterne, Patrone, and mirrour of Honour, the Right Honorable Lord, Iohn Ramsey, Lord Viscount Hadington, Earle of Holdernesse,

THE VVATER-CORMORANT.

TAYLORS WATER-WORKE:

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To the Right Worshipfull and my euer respected Mr. Iohn Moray Esquire.

To my deere respected friend, Maister Beniamin Johnson.

To my louing Friend Iohn Taylor.

To the one and onely water-Poet and my Friend, Iohn Taylor.

In laudem Authoris.

[VVhen Tybers siluer waues their Channel leaue]

To my louing Friend Iohn Taylor.

To my Friend both by Water and Land, Iohn Taylor.

To my louing Friend Iohn Taylor.

Prologue to the Reader.

To Tom Coriat.

The Author in his awne defence.

THE SCVLLER.

A BRAVE SEA-FIGHT in the Gulph of Persia.

TAYLORS PASTORALL, BEING BOTH HISTORICALL And Satyricall.

THE PRAISE OF HEMP-SEED. WITH The Uoyage of Mr. Roger Bird and the Writer hereof, in a Boat of browne-Paper, from London to Quanborough in Kent.

TAYLORS TRAVELS To Hamburgh in Germanie.

TAYLORS TRAVELS TO Pragve IN Bohemia.

PRINCE CHARLES HIS VVELCOME FROM SPAINE:

AN ENGLISH-MANS LOVE TO Bohemia.

[The peace of France, with the praise of Archy.

HEAVENS BLESSING, AND EARTHS IOY.

TAYLORS FAREVVELL, TO THE TOWER BOTTLES.

VERBVM SEMPITERNVM.

SALVATOR MVNDI.

THE BOOKE OF MARTYRS.

GODS MANIFOLD MERCIES IN THESE MIRACVLOVS DELIVERANCES of our Church of England, from the yeare 1565 vntill this present, 1630. particularly and briefly Described.

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Prologue to the Reader.

Good gentle Reader, if I doe transgresse,
I know you know, that I did ne're professe,
Vntill this time in Print to be a Poet:
And now to exercise my wits I show it.
View but the intrals of this little booke,
And thou wilt say that I some paines haue tooke:
Paines mixt with pleasure, pleasure ioyn'd with pain
Produc'd this issue of my laboring braine.
But now me thinkes I heare some enuious throat,
Say I should deale no further then my Boat:
And ply my Fare, and leaue my Epigram,
Minding, ne Sutor vltra crepidam.
To such I answere, Fortune giue her guifts.
Some downe she throwes, and some to honour lifts:
'Mongst whom from me she hath with-held her store
And giues me leaue to sweat it at my Oare.
And though with labour I my liuing purse,
Yet doe I thinke my lines no iot the worse,
For Gold is gold though buried vnder mosse,
And drosse in golden vessels is but drosse.

Iohn Taylor.