A Preparative to studie, or, The vertue of sack
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A Preparative to studie, or, The vertue of sack
Beaumont, Francis, 1584-1616.
Brathwaite, Richard, 1588?-1673.
Edwards, Henry, 17th cent.
Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641.
Taylor, John, 1580-1653.
[2], 5 p.
[s.n.],
London :
1641.
Variously ascribed to Thomas Heywood, Henry Edwards, Francis Beaumont, Richard Brathwaite, and John Taylor.
In verse.
Reproduction of original in Thomason Collection, British Library.
eng
Drinking of alcoholic beverages -- England -- Early works to 1800.
London (England) -- Social life and customs -- 17th century.
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A
PREPARATIVE
to
Studie
:
OR
,
THE
VERTUE
OF
SACK
.
LONDON
,
Printed
Anno
Dom.
1641.
A
PREPARATIVE
to
Study
:
OR
,
THE
VERTVE
OF
Sacke
.
FEtch
me
Ben.
Iohnsons
Scull
,
and
fill
't
with
Sacke
,
Rich
as
the
same
he
dranke
,
when
the
whole
packe
Of
jolly
Sisters
pledg'd
,
and
did
agree
,
It
was
no
sinne
to
be
as
drunke
as
hee
;
If
there
be
any
weakenesse
in
the
wine
,
Ther
's
vertue
in
the
Cup
to
mak
't
divine
;
This
muddy
drench
of
Ale
does
tast
too
much
Of
Earth
,
the
Malt
retaines
a
scurvy
touch
Of
the
dull
Hynde
that
sow'd
it
,
and
I
feare
There
's
heresie
in
hops
;
give
Calvyn
Beere
,
And
his
precise
Disciple
,
such
as
thinke
There
's
Powder
Treason
in
all
Spanish
drinke
,
Call
Sack
an
Idoll
,
we
will
kisse
the
cup
,
For
feare
their
Conventicle
be
blowne
up
With
superstition
;
aw●y
with
Brew-house
Almes
,
Whose
best
mirth
is
six-shilling
Beere
and
Psalmes
.
Let
me
rejoyce
in
sprightly
Sack
that
can
Create
a
Braine
even
in
an
empty
Pan
,
Canary
!
it
is
thou
that
dost
inspire
And
actuate
the
soule
with
heavenly
fire
.
Thou
that
sublim'st
the
Genius-making
wit
Scorne
earth
,
and
such
as
love
or
live
by
it
,
Thou
mak'st
us
Lords
of
Regions
large
and
faire
,
Whilst
our
conceipts
build
Castles
in
the
Ayre
.
Since
fire
,
earth
,
ayre
,
thus
thy
inferiors
bee
,
Henceforth
I
le
know
no
Element
but
thee
;
Thou
precious
Elixar
of
all
Grapes
Welcome
,
by
thee
our
Muse
begins
her
scapes
;
I
would
not
leave
thee
Sack
to
be
with
Iove
,
His
Nectar
is
but
faign'd
,
but
I
doe
prove
Thy
more
essentiall
worth
:
I
am
(
me
thinkes
)
In
the
Exchequer
now
,
harke
how
it
chinks
,
And
doe
esteeme
my
venerable
selfe
As
brave
a
fellow
as
if
all
that
Pelfe
Were
sure
mine
owne
,
and
I
have
thought
a
way
Already
how
to
spend
it
,
I
would
pay
No
debts
,
but
fairely
empty
every
Trunke
And
change
the
Gold
for
Sack
to
keepe
me
drunke
,
And
so
by
consequence
till
rich
Spaines
wyne
Being
in
my
Crowne
,
the
Indies
too
were
mine
,
And
when
my
Braines
are
once
aflote
(
Heav'n
blesse
us
)
I
thinke
my selfe
a
better
man
then
Croesus
,
And
now
I
doe
conceipt
my selfe
a
Judge
,
And
coughing
,
laugh
,
to
see
my
Clyents
trudge
After
my
Lordships
Coach
unto
the
Hall
For
Justice
,
and
am
full
of
Law
withall
,
And
doe
become
the
Bench
as
well
as
hee
That
fled
of
late
for
want
of
honestie
,
But
I
le
be
Judge
no
longer
,
though
in
jeast
,
For
feare
I
should
be
talk't
with
like
the
rest
,
When
I
am
sober
:
who
can
chuse
but
thinke
Me
wise
,
that
am
so
wary
in
my
drinke
?
Oh
,
admirable
Sack
!
heer
's
dainty
sport
,
I
am
come
backe
from
Westminster
to
Court
,
And
am
growne
young
againe
,
my
Phtisick
now
Hath
left
me
,
and
my
Judges
graver
brow
Is
smooth'd
,
and
I
turn'd
amorous
as
May
,
When
she
invites
young
Lovers
forth
to
play
Upon
her
flowry
bosome
:
I
could
winne
A
Vestall
now
,
or
tempt
a
Saint
to
sinne
.
Oh
,
for
a
score
of
Queenes
!
you
'd
laugh
to
see
How
they
would
strive
,
which
first
should
ravish
mee
.
Three
Goddesses
were
nothing
:
Sack
has
tipt
My
tongue
with
Charmes
like
those
which
Paris
sipt
From
Venus
when
she
taught
him
how
to
kisse
Faire
Helen
,
and
invite
a
farther
blisse
,
Mine
is
Canary-Rhetorique
,
that
alone
Would
turne
Diana
to
a
burning
stone
,
Stone
with
amazement
burning
with
Loves
fire
,
Hard
to
the
touch
,
but
short
in
her
desire
,
Inestimable
Sack
!
thou
mak'st
us
rich
,
Wise
,
amorous
,
any
thing
;
I
have
an
itch
To
t'other
Cup
,
and
that
perchance
will
make
Me
valiant
too
,
and
quarrell
for
thy
sake
:
If
I
be
once
inflam'd
against
thy
Foes
That
would
preach
down
thy
worth
in
small-beer-prose
,
I
shall
doe
Miracles
as
bad
or
worse
,
As
he
that
gave
the
King
an
hundred
horse
:
I
'me
in
the
North
already
;
Lasley's
dead
,
He
that
would
rise
,
carry
the
King
his
head
,
And
tell
him
(
if
he
aske
,
who
kill'd
the
Scot
)
I
knock't
his
Braines
out
with
a
pottle
pot
.
Out
ye
Rebellious
Vipers
;
J
'me
come
back
From
thence
againe
,
because
there
's
no
good
Sack
,
T'other
odde
Cup
,
and
I
shall
be
prepar'd
To
snatch
at
Starres
,
and
pluck
downe
a
reward
With
mine
owne
hands
,
from
Iove
upon
their
backs
That
are
,
or
Charles
his
Enemies
or
Sacks
;
Let
it
be
full
,
if
I
doe
chance
to
spill
Over
my
study
by
the
way
,
I
will
,
Dipping
in
this
diviner
Incke
my
pen
,
Write
my selfe
sober
,
and
fall
too
t
agen
.
FINIS
.