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             Mercurius Nonsencicus, written for the vse of the simple vnderstander by John Taylor.
             Taylor, John, 1580-1653.
          
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             1648.
          
           
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             Mercurius
             Nonsencicus
             .
          
        
         
           WRITTEN
           FOR
           THE
           Vse
           of
           the
           simple
           Vnderstander
           .
        
         
           By
           JOHN
           TAYLOR
           .
        
         
           
             Like
             to
             a
             whirle-wind
             in
             a
             Taylors
             thimble
             ,
          
           
             Or
             like
             a
             gouty
             Tumbler
             ,
             quick
             and
             nimble
             ,
          
           
             Or
             like
             Hay
             making
             in
             a
             showre
             of
             raine
             ,
          
           
             Or
             like
             a
             Wedding
             where
             there
             are
             not
             twaine
             ;
          
           
             This
             booke
             compar'd
             ,
             and
             uncompar'd
             you
             'l
             find
             ,
          
           
             As
             like
             as
             is
             the
             Water
             to
             the
             Winde
             .
          
        
         
           Printed
           in
           the
           Yeere
           ,
           1648.
           
        
      
    
     
       
       
       
         
           Mercurius
           Nonsencicus
           .
        
         
           THis
           age
           wherein
           no
           man
           knowes
           whether
           he
           lives
           or
           not
           lives
           ,
           whether
           he
           wakes
           ,
           or
           dreames
           ;
           when
           he
           can
           hardly
           trust
           his
           eares
           with
           what
           he
           heares
           ,
           believe
           his
           owne
           eyes
           ,
           wherewith
           he
           sees
           ,
           or
           give
           credit
           to
           his
           owne
           heart
           ;
           with
           which
           he
           payes
           it
           with
           thinking
           ,
           Round
           ,
           unsound
           ,
           as
           rotten
           as
           a
           rag
           ,
           with
           a
           W
           for
           Jack-adandy
           .
        
         
           A
           Plot
           ,
           a
           Plot
           ,
           a
           most
           horrible
           ,
           terrible
           ,
           execrable
           ,
           detestable
           ,
           abhominable
           ,
           and
           damnable
           Plot
           ;
           discovered
           strangely
           upon
           
             Newmarket
             Heath
             ,
          
           where
           (
           time
           out
           of
           minde
           )
           there
           hath
           been
           a
           Vault
           with
           a
           secret
           unknowne
           Trap-doore
           ;
           which
           doore
           being
           left
           open
           (
           by
           negligence
           )
           an
           old
           blind
           Woman
           stumbled
           ,
           and
           tumbled
           into
           the
           Vault
           ,
           where
           she
           saw
           40000.
           
           Horse
           ,
           all
           Man'd
           ,
           or
           back'd
           with
           brave
           ,
           bold
           ,
           desperate
           ,
           valiant
           ,
           violent
           ,
           coragious
           
             Don
             Quixots
             ,
          
           Lord
           
             Whachums
             ,
          
           Knights
           of
           the
           
             Sunne
             ,
          
           and
           of
           the
           Illustrious
           order
           of
           the
           burning
           Pestle
           ,
           with
           many
           Reformadoes
           ,
           and
           Rodomontadoes
           ,
           and
           others
           :
           it
           is
           a
           strange
           discovery
           that
           a
           blind
           Woman
           was
           the
           first
           that
           saw
           it
           ,
           and
           she
           presently
           told
           it
           to
           a
           deafe
           Woman
           ,
           the
           deafe
           Woman
           related
           it
           to
           a
           lame
           Woman
           ,
           the
           lame
           Woman
           told
           it
           to
           a
           dumb
           Woman
           ,
           and
           she
           came
           post
           upon
           a
           lame
           Horse
           ,
           and
           discovered
           the
           whole
           busines
           to
           me
           as
           I
           have
           related
           to
           you
           ,
           what
           it
           will
           come
           to
           I
           can
           tell
           you
           ,
           nothing
           :
           old
           time
           hath
           made
           more
           Metamorphosis
           lately
           then
           ever
           Ovid
           did
           ,
           or
           could
           doe
           ;
           time
           hath
           transformed
           the
           signe
           of
           St.
           
             Martin
          
           into
           a
           
             Goat
             ,
          
           and
           old
           Charing
           Crosse
           into
           Knive
           hafts
           ,
           and
           Salt-sellers
           ,
           meane
           Men
           are
           Men
           of
           meanes
           ,
           and
           Men
           of
           meanes
           are
           meane
           Men
           ,
           without
           meanes
           ,
           money
           ,
           Cloathes
           or
           creddit
           :
           
           
             Bulls
          
           were
           wont
           to
           beget
           
             Calves
             ,
          
           but
           now
           it
           is
           an
           ordinary
           thing
           for
           
             Calves
          
           to
           speake
           
             Bulls
             ,
          
           and
           create
           them
           by
           word
           of
           mouth
           ;
           (
           as
           for
           example
           )
           
             Goe
             you
             three
             both
             together
             ,
             and
             I
             will
             run
             before
             you
             and
             overtake
             you
             presently
             ;
             or
             as
             a
             fellow
             lately
             (
             well
             filled
             with
             drinke
             )
             said
             that
             he
             could
             drinke
             noe
             more
             then
             an
             Apple
             is
             like
             an
             Oyster
             ;
          
           but
           
             he
             could
             sleepe
             like
             an
             arrow
             out
             of
             a
             Bow
             :
          
           and
           therefore
           (
           Sirra
           )
           have
           a
           care
           how
           you
           behave
           your selfe
           when
           you
           come
           to
           present
           an
           Apple
           to
           my
           Lords
           Ape
           ,
           or
           my
           Ladyes
           Monkey
           ,
           
             Kisse
             your
             legge
             and
             make
             a
             hand
             finely
             ;
          
           and
           (
           for
           all
           our
           fooling
           )
           there
           are
           many
           that
           did
           begin
           a
           monstrous
           bigge
           huge
           Quarrell
           ,
           that
           would
           be
           glad
           to
           doe
           their
           best
           to
           be
           quiet
           ,
           and
           end
           a
           brabling
           businesse
           :
           twit
           ,
           twat
           ,
           tush
           ,
           puffe
           ,
           mew
           ,
           all
           are
           but
           words
           to
           fill
           up
           a
           sheet
           in
           print
           ;
           there
           is
           more
           adoe
           with
           Iack-an-Apes
           then
           with
           all
           the
           Beares
           .
        
         
           This
           is
           easie
           stuffe
           to
           be
           read
           ;
           but
           it
           will
           trouble
           a
           deepe
           understanding
           to
           pick
           out
           the
           meaning
           ;
           
             Homicide
             ,
             Fratricide
             ,
             Matricide
             ,
             Paricide
             ,
             Regicide
          
           (
           in
           the
           dayes
           of
           King
           
             Edmund
             Ironside
          
           )
           was
           on
           the
           Bank
           side
           ,
           and
           in
           Cheapside
           accounted
           as
           bad
           as
           killing
           of
           folkes
           ,
           blesse
           us
           from
           a
           mad
           dogg
           ,
           and
           the
           fall
           of
           a
           Wind-Mill
           :
           all
           Scots
           be
           not
           Knaves
           ,
           nor
           are
           all
           English
           men
           over
           burthened
           with
           honesty
           ;
           for
           though
           a
           soft
           Mault
           makes
           a
           sweet
           fire
           ,
           yet
           all
           is
           not
           Gold
           that
           glisters
           ,
           and
           there
           is
           now
           as
           much
           difference
           between
           Egges
           and
           Onions
           as
           ever
           there
           was
           .
        
         
           When
           a
           mans
           Corps
           and
           Capacity
           are
           both
           grosse
           ,
           it
           is
           signe
           that
           his
           Body
           and
           his
           understanding
           are
           Twinns
           ;
           for
           though
           it
           be
           a
           cruel
           torment
           for
           a
           wise
           man
           to
           be
           bound
           in
           a
           Chaire
           whilst
           a
           foole
           talkes
           him
           to
           death
           ,
           yet
           I
           conclude
           him
           to
           be
           none
           of
           the
           wisest
           that
           is
           overmuch
           taken
           in
           love
           with
           any
           thing
           that
           is
           written
           in
           this
           Pamphlet
           ,
           neither
           hath
           he
           any
           other
           then
           a
           Tiffany
           patience
           that
           is
           very
           angry
           at
           the
           writer
           that
           cares
           not
           for
           it
           ;
           truth
           doth
           seldome
           goe
           without
           a
           scratcht
           face
           ;
           and
           though
           
             Mellancholicus
          
           and
           
             Pragmaticus
          
           doe
           play
           
             O
             Man
             in
             desperation
             ,
          
           and
           write
           odly
           ,
           madly
           ,
           yet
           I
           am
           so
           tame
           a
           foole
           that
           I
           doe
           dare
           neither
           to
           write
           Knavishly
           ,
           or
           speake
           wisely
           ;
           though
           (
           perhaps
           )
           I
           
           doe
           now
           and
           then
           shew
           my
           valour
           in
           thinking
           truly
           .
        
         
           The
           pestilent
           penns
           of
           pestiferous
           Pragmaticall
           ,
           Aquaticall
           poetasters
           hath
           sweat
           out
           whole
           Reames
           to
           small
           purpose
           ;
           they
           have
           transformed
           ,
           and
           metamorphosed
           
             Mercurie
          
           into
           more
           shapes
           then
           ever
           
             Proteus
          
           had
           :
           most
           curiously
           curious
           
             Mercurius
          
           hath
           beene
           sublimated
           like
           a
           Neapolitan
           Unguent
           or
           Unction
           with
           a
           pretence
           to
           cure
           the
           Kingdome
           of
           the
           
             Morbus
             Gallicus
             ,
          
           Arbitrary
           tyranny
           ;
           but
           all
           those
           nimble
           feather
           braind
           ,
           froath
           witted
           
             Mercuriallists
          
           have
           done
           no
           better
           then
           playd
           the
           Iuggling
           Alchymists
           ;
           or
           like
           an
           Imposture
           Quacksalver
           hath
           turned
           all
           our
           money
           into
           Quick-silver
           ,
           with
           hei
           presto
           't
           is
           gone
           :
           (
           to
           the
           Devill
           I
           thinke
           )
           my selfe
           ,
           with
           some
           hundreds
           of
           the
           Kings
           Servants
           ,
           are
           in
           the
           happy
           condition
           of
           Poets
           ,
           poore
           and
           pennylesse
           ,
           our
           Purses
           being
           turn'd
           Brownists
           ,
           not
           enduring
           a
           crosse
           to
           come
           neer
           'em
           ;
           but
           the
           most
           of
           us
           are
           practis'd
           in
           the
           Carthusian
           order
           ,
           abstinence
           or
           fasting
           (
           
             Nolens
             volens
          
           )
           so
           that
           whereas
           in
           the
           dayes
           of
           Yore
           ,
           
             Diebus
             illis
             ,
          
           Halcion
           times
           ,
           some
           grosse
           witted
           sonns
           of
           ignorance
           would
           call
           us
           his
           Majesties
           Biefe-eaters
           ,
           or
           the
           Kings
           Cormorants
           ,
           and
           other
           pritty
           foolish
           Apellations
           ,
           and
           Epethites
           ;
           so
           that
           if
           any
           of
           us
           ever
           were
           Cormorants
           ,
           I
           am
           sure
           that
           most
           of
           us
           are
           transformed
           into
           Camelions
           ,
           Aire
           ,
           Smoake
           ,
           Vapours
           ,
           words
           and
           winde
           ,
           being
           our
           delicate
           dainty
           first
           and
           second
           courses
           ;
           yet
           (
           by
           supernall
           favour
           and
           providence
           )
           wee
           hold
           up
           our
           heads
           ,
           stand
           on
           our
           feet
           ,
           looke
           chearfully
           ,
           and
           talke
           as
           heartily
           as
           some
           that
           fare
           deliciously
           :
           we
           have
           seene
           some
           high
           floods
           ,
           and
           low
           ebbs
           ,
           and
           that
           part
           or
           spoake
           in
           Times
           wheele
           that
           is
           lowest
           may
           be
           raised
           ;
           in
           the
           meane
           space
           we
           will
           feede
           upon
           hope
           till
           we
           can
           get
           better
           Victualls
           .
        
         
           Greedy
           Gatherers
           of
           too
           much
           
             Mammon
             ,
          
           will
           (
           one
           day
           )
           finde
           it
           like
           the
           gathering
           of
           so
           much
           
             Manna
             ,
          
           it
           will
           turne
           to
           wormes
           ,
           and
           gnaw
           the
           Consciences
           of
           the
           avaricious
           possessors
           ;
           great
           faults
           are
           commonly
           Gentlemen-ushers
           to
           great
           punishmens
           ,
           one
           drawes
           the
           other
           after
           ,
           and
           as
           the
           Thread
           followes
           the
           Needle
           ,
           even
           so
           proditorious
           ,
           perfidious
           ,
           
           and
           presumptuous
           actions
           are
           dog'd
           by
           self
           guiltines
           ,
           and
           doom'd
           by
           divine
           vengance
           to
           unavoyded
           destruction
           .
        
         
           There
           is
           a
           new
           trade
           lately
           practis'd
           in
           England
           ,
           which
           is
           to
           cut
           throats
           ,
           and
           kill
           men
           for
           3.
           or
           4
           .
           s
           .
           a
           weeke
           ,
           they
           say
           the
           Devill
           himselfe
           is
           Master
           of
           the
           Company
           :
           the
           most
           part
           ,
           or
           greatest
           numbers
           of
           this
           society
           are
           so
           far
           from
           the
           way
           of
           Peace
           ,
           that
           they
           hate
           the
           peace
           of
           their
           Countrey
           :
           they
           have
           banished
           the
           Peace
           of
           Conscience
           ,
           the
           Kings
           peace
           (
           I
           am
           sure
           )
           they
           have
           broken
           ,
           and
           the
           peace
           of
           God
           ,
           they
           (
           through
           want
           of
           understanding
           )
           have
           no
           stomack
           to
           .
        
         
           In
           the
           Introduction
           to
           Grammer
           (
           Vulgarly
           called
           the
           Accidence
           )
           there
           is
           the
           Common
           of
           2
           ,
           and
           the
           Common
           of
           3
           ;
           but
           right
           and
           true
           bred
           English
           men
           have
           beene
           Gramarians
           in
           more
           Commons
           then
           2
           or
           3
           :
           we
           had
           a
           House
           of
           Commons
           Renouned
           ,
           Religious
           ,
           Venerable
           ,
           and
           honourable
           ,
           and
           should
           be
           in
           that
           reverend
           regard
           ,
           that
           detraction
           (
           or
           distraction
           )
           should
           not
           so
           much
           as
           snarle
           ,
           or
           grumble
           against
           :
           we
           see
           now
           that
           honorable
           House
           dayly
           abus'd
           ,
           traduc'd
           ,
           and
           expos'd
           to
           the
           most
           and
           worst
           of
           what
           transcendent
           defamatory
           tongues
           ,
           or
           pennes
           can
           (
           out
           of
           griefe
           of
           heart
           )
           inveterate
           mallice
           ,
           spleenative
           envy
           ,
           or
           the
           gall
           of
           Bitternesse
           ,
           speake
           ,
           write
           ,
           invent
           or
           publish
           .
        
         
           The
           
             Common
             Wealth
          
           is
           not
           common
           ,
           but
           private
           ,
           and
           so
           private
           that
           a
           few
           have
           got
           all
           ,
           many
           have
           lost
           all
           ,
           and
           the
           greatest
           number
           have
           ne're
           a
           whit
           ;
           insomuch
           that
           the
           Common
           wealth
           is
           not
           the
           wealth
           that
           is
           common
           ,
           the
           want
           of
           which
           hath
           made
           me
           and
           many
           thousands
           to
           be
           much
           troubled
           with
           the
           Kings
           Evill
           .
        
         
           The
           Common
           prayer
           was
           esteemed
           a
           good
           Director
           (
           or
           Direction
           )
           but
           now
           it
           is
           contradicted
           by
           another
           Antidirectory
           ,
           much
           better
           then
           the
           old
           one
           ,
           as
           some
           wise
           men
           say
           .
        
         
           The
           
             Common
             Purse
          
           is
           empty
           ,
           the
           
             Common
             Treasure
          
           is
           invisible
           ;
           the
           
             Common
             Counsell
          
           are
           Grave
           ,
           and
           wise
           ,
           and
           
           would
           have
           all
           well
           :
           there
           are
           some
           good
           men
           wanting
           who
           should
           hasten
           the
           effecting
           of
           the
           
             Common
          
           safety
           ;
           but
           there
           is
           here
           ,
           there
           (
           but
           not
           every where
           )
           a
           
             Common
             Whore
          
           that
           lyes
           like
           damnable
           stumbling
           blocks
           ,
           that
           the
           Common
           wayes
           are
           filthy
           ,
           uneven
           ,
           unmended
           ,
           and
           irreparable
           ,
           whilst
           our
           
             Common
             misery
          
           is
           continually
           encreased
           ,
           repaired
           ,
           enlarged
           ,
           extended
           ,
           and
           amplified
           .
        
         
           There
           are
           also
           halfe
           a
           dozen
           of
           
             Cases
          
           as
           
             ablative
             ,
             genitive
             ,
             vocative
             ,
             accusative
             ,
             nominative
             ;
          
           Reader
           I
           request
           ,
           will
           ,
           and
           require
           you
           to
           beare
           with
           my
           misplacing
           of
           the
           cases
           ,
           I
           pray
           you
           consider
           that
           all
           things
           are
           out
           of
           order
           ,
           great
           men
           and
           small
           men
           ,
           low
           men
           and
           tall
           men
           ,
           be
           it
           knowne
           unto
           all
           men
           that
           there
           is
           a
           
             bad
             Case
             ,
          
           a
           
             good
             Case
             ,
          
           a
           
             base
             Case
             ,
          
           a
           
             meane
             Case
             ,
          
           a
           
             Trebble
             Case
             ,
          
           a
           
             desperate
             Case
             ,
          
           a
           
             mad
             Case
             ,
          
           a
           
             sad
             Case
             ,
          
           a
           
             woefull
             Case
             ,
          
           a
           
             wretched
             Case
             ,
          
           a
           
             fine
             Case
             ,
          
           and
           a
           
             poore
             Case
             ,
          
           hey
           all
           six
           and
           six
           .
        
         
           But
           hold
           ,
           hold
           ,
           wit
           whither
           wilt
           thou
           ,
           take
           heed
           (
           old
           
             Jack
             Taylor
          
           )
           keep
           thy
           first
           principles
           ,
           stand
           to
           thy
           promise
           ,
           beware
           of
           writing
           a
           wise
           word
           ,
           it
           ,
           and
           ,
           of
           ,
           for
           ,
           by
           ,
           from
           ,
           to
           ,
           at
           ,
           wherefore
           ,
           it
           's
           no
           matter
           when
           ,
           or
           why
           ,
           make
           an
           end
           to
           no
           end
           ,
           and
           as
           thy
           Title
           was
           intrincicall
           ,
           so
           let
           thy
           Epilogue
           ,
           and
           Catastrophe
           be
           nonsencicall
           in
           heroick
           ,
           duncicall
           ,
           and
           naturall
           ,
           artificiall
           Verses
           ,
           beyond
           the
           understanding
           of
           all
           the
           Colledges
           ,
           or
           Universities
           of
           either
           Kent
           or
           Christendome
           ,
           Christian
           or
           Shropshire
           man
           ,
           and
           let
           the
           world
           know
           ,
           that
           by
           the
           rules
           of
           
             Gallen
             ,
             Hippocrates
             ,
             Avicen
             ,
             Paracelsus
             ,
             or
             Esculapius
          
           himselfe
           ,
           the
           running
           gout
           will
           never
           make
           a
           good
           footman
           .
        
         
           
             Like
             to
             th'
             embrodered
             Meadowes
             of
             the
             Moone
             ,
          
           
             Or
             like
             the
             houres
             '
             twixt
             six
             and
             seven
             at
             Noone
             ,
          
           
             Or
             like
             a
             Cock
             that
             wants
             Stones
             ,
             Spurs
             ,
             and
             Combe
             ,
          
           
             Or
             like
             a
             Traveller
             that
             's
             ne're
             from
             home
             ,
          
           
             Or
             like
             Tobacco
             that
             wants
             stink
             or
             smoake
             ,
          
           
             Or
             like
             the
             Devill
             in
             Religious
             Cloake
             ;
          
           
             Such
             is
             this
             Pamphlet
             ,
             writ
             with
             such
             advisement
             ,
          
           
             As
             troubles
             not
             the
             State
             ,
             or
             what
             the
             Wise
             meant
             .
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .