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           THE
           Debtor's
           Apologie
           
             OR
             ,
          
           A
           QUAINT
           PARADOX
           Proving
           That
           it
           is
           good
           to
           be
           in
           Debt
           ,
           and
           (
           in
           this
           Age
           )
           may
           be
           usefull
           for
           all
           Men
           .
        
         
           By
           
             T
             :
             I.
             
          
        
         
           Written
           in
           the
           yeer
           of
           Engagements
           ,
           1644.
           
        
      
    
     
       
       
       
         
           That
           it
           is
           good
           to
           be
           in
           Debt
           .
        
         
           WE
           are
           fallen
           into
           that
           dotage
           of
           the
           world
           ,
           in
           which
           the
           worst
           thin●s
           do
           overtop
           the
           worthiest
           ,
           Sence
           doth
           besot
           the
           understanding
           ,
           drinke
           overcometh
           the
           brain
           ,
           and
           the
           eye
           beguileth
           and
           mis-leadeth
           the
           sight
           ;
           And
           therefore
           in
           tender
           commiseration
           of
           mankinde
           ,
           I
           will
           endeavour
           to
           rectifie
           their
           Judgements
           in
           a
           Paradox
           ,
           then
           which
           there
           hath
           none
           more
           intricate
           been
           discussed
           and
           canvased
           among
           the
           Stoicks
           in
           
             Zeno's
          
           Porch
           ,
           that
           is
           ,
           
             That
             it
             is
             better
             for
             a
             man
             to
             live
             in
             Debt
             ,
             then
             otherwise
             :
             Ordiar
             ab
             ovo
             ,
          
           I
           will
           begin
           from
           an
           Egge
           ,
           that
           your
           concoction
           may
           be
           the
           easier
           .
           In
           the
           whole
           course
           and
           frame
           of
           Nature
           ,
           we
           see
           that
           nothing
           is
           made
           for
           it self
           ,
           but
           each
           hath
           a
           bond
           of
           duty
           ,
           of
           use
           ,
           or
           of
           service
           ,
           by
           which
           it
           i●
           ,
           indebted
           to
           other
           ;
           The
           Sunne
           by
           his
           
           splendor
           to
           enlighten
           all
           the
           world
           ;
           by
           his
           warmth
           and
           heat
           ,
           to
           cherish
           and
           comfort
           each
           living
           and
           vegitable
           creature
           .
           Yea
           ,
           Man
           himself
           is
           so
           framed
           of
           God
           ,
           that
           not
           onely
           his
           Countrey
           ,
           his
           Parents
           ,
           and
           his
           Frien●●s
           claim
           a
           share
           in
           him
           ,
           but
           he
           is
           also
           indebted
           to
           his
           Dog
           ,
           and
           to
           his
           Ox
           ,
           the
           one
           for
           hunting
           for
           his
           pleasure
           ,
           the
           other
           for
           labouring
           for
           his
           profit
           ,
           so
           that
           
             quicquid
             babet
             genii
             ingenii
             moris
             amoris
             ,
          
           the
           abilities
           of
           his
           spirit
           ,
           the
           affections
           of
           his
           mind
           ,
           he
           hath
           them
           for
           others
           as
           much
           as
           for
           himself
           ;
           nay
           ,
           the
           more
           for
           others
           ,
           by
           how
           much
           he
           desired
           to
           be
           the
           greater
           Lord
           over
           others
           .
           Let
           him
           but
           look
           into
           himself
           ,
           and
           see
           how
           his
           constitutive
           parts
           are
           debters
           each
           to
           other
           ;
           the
           soul
           doth
           qui●ken
           and
           give
           life
           to
           the
           body
           ,
           the
           body
           like
           an
           
             Automaton
             ,
          
           doth
           move
           and
           carry
           it self
           and
           the
           sou●
           ;
           survey
           him
           in
           his
           parts
           ,
           the
           eye
           seeth
           for
           the
           foot
           ,
           the
           foot
           standeth
           for
           the
           hand
           ,
           the
           hand
           toucheth
           for
           the
           mouth
           ,
           the
           mouth
           tasteth
           for
           the
           stomack
           ,
           the
           stomack
           eateth
           for
           the
           whole
           body
           ,
           the
           body
           repayeth
           back
           again
           that
           nutriment
           which
           it
           hath
           received
           to
           all
           the
           parts
           ,
           dis●harging
           the
           retriments
           b●
           the
           
           Port
           
             Esquiline
             ;
          
           and
           all
           this
           in
           so
           comely
           an
           order
           ,
           and
           by
           a
           Law
           so
           certain
           ,
           and
           in
           so
           due
           a
           time
           ,
           as
           if
           Nature
           had
           rather
           man
           should
           not
           have
           been
           at
           all
           ,
           then
           not
           to
           be
           a
           Debter
           in
           every
           part
           of
           him
           ;
           which
           hath
           made
           me
           resolve
           ,
           That
           to
           whomsoever
           I
           mean
           to
           be
           a
           friend
           ,
           I
           will
           strive
           to
           be
           in
           his
           debt
           :
           and
           what
           can
           I
           do
           lesse
           ?
           for
           to
           him
           that
           doth
           me
           a
           good
           turn
           ,
           I
           am
           bound
           to
           return
           him
           the
           greatest
           pleasure
           ,
           which
           I
           can
           no
           way
           do
           ,
           but
           by
           being
           in
           his
           debt
           ;
           for
           what
           contentment
           will
           it
           be
           unto
           him
           ,
           when
           I
           shall
           repay
           him
           his
           own
           again
           ?
           The
           
             Alchimist●
          
           who
           promise
           to
           themselves
           to
           turn
           Tin
           into
           Silver
           ,
           and
           Copper
           into
           Gold
           ,
           how
           will
           they
           be
           transported
           out
           of
           themselves
           with
           joy
           ,
           if
           they
           should
           but
           see
           a
           happy
           issue
           of
           their
           attempt
           ?
           how
           much
           more
           a
           Creditor
           ,
           when
           he
           shall
           recover
           a
           desperate
           debt
           ?
           it
           is
           like
           the
           joy
           of
           a
           Father
           that
           receives
           his
           lost
           Child
           .
        
         
           Again
           ,
           he
           that
           is
           in
           de●t
           ,
           hath
           this
           great
           privil●dge
           above
           other
           men
           ,
           that
           his
           Creditors
           powre
           out
           ●
           ear●y
           prayer●
           for
           him
           ,
           the●
           wish
           that
           he
           may
           live
           ,
           thrive
           ,
           prosper
           ,
           and
           g●ow
           rich
           ,
           all
           for
           t●eir
           own
           advantage
           ,
           they
           seem
           to
           be
           carefull
           for
           their
           
           debtors
           ,
           that
           they
           may
           not
           lose
           their
           principall
           with
           the
           interest
           ,
           for
           their
           Money
           is
           their
           life
           ;
           witnesse
           those
           Usurers
           of
           
             France
             ,
          
           who
           when
           they
           heard
           that
           the
           price
           of
           Corn
           was
           fallen
           ,
           went
           and
           hang'd
           themselves
           for
           grief
           .
        
         
           What
           a
           command
           doth
           the
           Debtor
           g
           in
           over
           his
           Creditors
           ?
           he
           becometh
           in
           a
           manner
           their
           Land-Lord
           to
           whom
           they
           cap
           ,
           crouch
           ,
           and
           kneel
           ,
           as
           if
           they
           did
           owe
           him
           all
           suits
           and
           services
           ,
           and
           are
           as
           ambitious
           of
           their
           favours
           ,
           as
           they
           who
           in
           
             Rome
          
           did
           canvase
           the
           people
           for
           their
           voyces
           to
           attain
           the
           greatest
           offices
           :
           but
           here
           is
           their
           cunning
           ,
           
             laudant
             ut
             laedant
             ,
          
           they
           praise
           them
           that
           they
           may
           prey
           upon
           them
           .
           And
           therefore
           you
           brave
           Gallants
           &
           Spend-thrifts
           ,
           who
           find
           by
           your
           wofull
           experience
           ,
           that
           no
           whip
           gives
           a
           shrewder
           lash
           then
           the
           labells
           of
           a
           Bond
           or
           Obligation
           ,
           with
           a
           
             Noverint
             universi
             ,
             Skinner
          
           and
           
             Lacy
             ,
          
           whensoever
           y●u
           fall
           into
           the
           Mercers
           Books
           ,
           never
           take
           care
           or
           make
           conscience
           of
           paying
           your
           debts
           ,
           for
           by
           that
           means
           you
           shall
           keep
           your
           Creditor
           in
           awe
           ;
           and
           shall
           have
           him
           wonderfull
           courteous
           ,
           officious
           ,
           and
           obsequious
           towards
           you
           ,
           and
           
           a
           great
           Mint-Master
           of
           fair
           words
           .
        
         
           Without
           debt
           and
           loan
           ,
           the
           fabrick
           of
           the
           world
           will
           be
           dis-joynted
           and
           fall
           assunder
           into
           its
           first
           
             Chaos
             ;
          
           the
           beauty
           of
           the
           Starrs
           ,
           what
           would
           it
           be
           but
           vastnesse
           ,
           and
           deformity
           ,
           if
           the
           Sun
           did
           not
           lend
           them
           light
           ?
           the
           earth
           would
           remain
           unfruitfull
           ,
           if
           it
           did
           not
           borrow
           refreshing
           dews
           from
           the
           watery
           Signes
           and
           Planets
           ;
           the
           summer
           is
           pleasant
           and
           promiseth
           great
           hopes
           of
           plenty
           ,
           but
           it
           is
           ,
           because
           it
           
             taketh
             up
             much
             upon
             trust
          
           from
           the
           friendly
           and
           seasonable
           temperment
           of
           the
           Elements
           .
           And
           ,
           to
           say
           the
           truth
           ;
           there
           is
           nothing
           good
           or
           great
           in
           the
           world
           ,
           but
           that
           it
           borroweth
           some
           thing
           from
           others
           to
           make
           it
           great
           ,
           or
           lendeth
           to
           another
           to
           make
           it
           good
           ,
           and
           therefore
           I
           marvell
           why
           Antiquity
           ,
           
           who
           made
           
             Mildew
             ,
             Feaver
             ,
          
           
           and
           
             Scurvig●asse
          
           Goddesses
           ,
           
           did
           not
           Matriculate
           Loan
           and
           Debt
           among
           the
           rest
           .
        
         
           The
           Elements
           who
           are
           linked
           together
           by
           a
           league
           of
           Association
           ,
           and
           by
           their
           symbolizing
           qualities
           ,
           do
           barter
           and
           truck
           ,
           borrow
           and
           lend
           one
           to
           another
           ,
           as
           being
           the
           Burse
           and
           Royall-Exchange
           of
           Nature
           ,
           they
           are
           by
           this
           traffique
           and
           intercourse
           the
           
           very
           life
           and
           nourishment
           of
           all
           sublunary
           bodies
           ,
           and
           therefore
           are
           called
           
             Elimenta
             ,
             quasi
             Alimenta
             ,
          
           whose
           happy
           concord
           and
           conjunction
           hath
           brought
           forth
           those
           ,
           whom
           the
           world
           for
           the
           good
           done
           to
           mankinde
           ,
           hath
           esteemed
           Gods
           ,
           as
           
             Bacchus
          
           the
           great
           Vintner
           ,
           
             Ceres
          
           the
           Meal-mother
           ,
           
             Flora
          
           the
           Tutty-maker
           ,
           
             Vertumus
          
           and
           
             Pomona
          
           Costard
           mongers
           .
        
         
           Now
           if
           every
           man
           would
           render
           and
           repay
           in
           full
           weight
           ,
           that
           which
           by
           due
           debt
           he
           oweth
           ,
           and
           hath
           borrowed
           from
           others
           ,
           
             Saturns
          
           golden
           age
           would
           return
           again
           ,
           in
           which
           there
           was
           no
           difference
           of
           Mettalls
           ,
           but
           Gold
           and
           Silver
           were
           all
           one
           Oare
           ,
           and
           made
           the
           yelk
           of
           the
           earth
           ,
           
             Natures
             great
             E●g
             ;
          
           neither
           did
           
             Meum
             &
             Tuum
          
           bound
           out
           ,
           and
           apportionate
           Lands
           and
           Lordships
           ,
           by
           Mear-stones
           ,
           and
           diversity
           of
           tenures
           of
           socadge
           and
           focadge
           ;
           since
           when
           ,
           
             qui
             habet
             terras
             ,
             habet
             guerras
             ,
          
           and
           the
           King
           of
           heavens
           peace
           hath
           been
           disturbed
           amongst
           men
           :
           but
           then
           all
           things
           were
           all
           mens
           ,
           as
           necessity
           did
           allot
           and
           award
           ,
           who
           was
           then
           the
           onely
           Judge
           and
           Arbitrator
           ,
           competently
           allowing
           to
           every
           man
           ,
           that
           which
           he
           stood
           in
           need
           of
           .
        
         
         
           With
           what
           dearnesse
           have
           both
           Gods
           and
           good
           men
           countenanced
           and
           gra●ed
           debtors
           ?
           to
           whom
           
             Diana
          
           the
           great
           Goddesse
           of
           
             Ephesus
             ,
          
           granted
           her
           Temple
           for
           a
           Sanctuary
           ,
           to
           keep
           them
           out
           of
           
             Pagwell
             Pigeon
             Houses
             ,
          
           or
           if
           they
           were
           caught
           ,
           
             Solon
             ,
          
           by
           a
           sollemn
           law
           infacted
           ,
           would
           not
           have
           their
           bodies
           to
           be
           fettered
           or
           manicled
           amongst
           Malefactors
           ,
           but
           that
           they
           should
           enjoy
           their
           liberty
           throughout
           all
           the
           Parks
           and
           Purlues
           of
           the
           Prison
           ,
           or
           ,
           to
           speak
           more
           mildly
           ,
           of
           their
           restraint
           and
           indurance
           ;
           for
           the
           Prison
           is
           built
           Purgatory-wise
           ,
           after
           the
           architecture
           of
           Rome
           with
           a
           
             Limbus
          
           and
           
             Tullianum
             ;
          
           The
           Dungeon
           is
           the
           Devills
           pinfold
           and
           the
           very
           suburbs
           of
           hell
           ,
           where
           Varlets
           ,
           Roarers
           ,
           and
           stiletto-stabbers
           are
           let
           down
           ,
           as
           the
           proper
           food
           that
           stuffs
           that
           greedy
           Ma●
           ;
           the
           next
           Room
           is
           the
           Lollard
           of
           Trunck-hosed
           Famelists
           and
           Separatists
           ,
           who
           after
           they
           have
           been
           rowelled
           in
           the
           neck
           ,
           to
           cure
           them
           of
           the
           Megrim
           of
           the
           head
           ,
           they
           are
           by
           the
           gentle
           flame
           of
           this
           ●●ove
           ,
           and
           the
           heat
           of
           their
           own
           zeal
           ,
           made
           to
           sweat
           our
           their
           contumacy
           and
           other
           peccant
           humours
           ;
           the
           upper
           skirt
           and
           stage
           
           of
           this
           building
           ,
           is
           the
           Garret
           of
           expencefull
           Wasters
           ,
           Gamesters
           ,
           and
           unthrifty
           Debtors
           ,
           where
           though
           they
           live
           robbed
           of
           their
           liberty
           ,
           as
           they
           rifled
           others
           of
           their
           Money
           ,
           yet
           is
           it
           their
           great
           happinesse
           ,
           that
           being
           glutted
           ,
           as
           it
           were
           ,
           with
           an
           Aplaustick
           voluntary
           life
           ,
           they
           have
           an
           easie
           overture
           made
           to
           the
           contemplative
           and
           practick
           life
           of
           vertue
           :
           Who
           ever
           lived
           more
           like
           a
           souc'd
           Gurn-head
           amongst
           men
           ,
           then
           
             Diogenes
          
           the
           
             Cynick
             ,
          
           barrelling
           himself
           up
           in
           his
           Tub
           like
           a
           Kegg
           of
           Sturgion
           ?
           yet
           was
           the
           happinesse
           of
           his
           contented
           life
           envyed
           of
           the
           greatest
           Monarchs
           ,
           who
           having
           made
           their
           throats
           the
           through-fare
           and
           the
           Cullenders
           of
           meats
           and
           drinks
           ,
           found
           an
           over-gorged
           Belly
           to
           be
           Wits
           clog
           ,
           Reasons
           Sepulcher
           ,
           Lusts-Arsenall
           ,
           the
           Magazin
           of
           lewd
           practises
           ,
           and
           the
           Nursery
           of
           all
           Vices
           :
           all
           which
           provocations
           are
           defaulted
           by
           debts
           ,
           wants
           ,
           and
           indigency
           .
        
         
           And
           lastly
           ,
           the
           Lumbards
           ,
           Usurers
           ,
           and
           Scriveners
           ,
           who
           are
           the
           Bedles
           of
           begga●s
           ,
           and
           are
           accounted
           the
           Tetters
           upon
           the
           body
           politique
           of
           the
           Common-weale
           ,
           who
           turn
           the
           Kalends
           and
           new
           M●ons
           ,
           and
           the
           
           festivall
           dayes
           of
           quarter
           gaudies
           ,
           into
           the
           octaves
           of
           disaster
           ,
           &
           Dooms-dayes-reckonings
           ;
           when
           any
           of
           these
           come
           to
           heaven
           ,
           there
           is
           a
           wonderment
           amongst
           the
           Angells
           ,
           and
           they
           cry
           out
           with
           Sir
           
             Guzman
          
           of
           
             Alfarache
             ,
             fruta
             nueva
             ,
             fruta
             nueva
             ;
          
           here
           is
           a
           new
           kinde
           of
           fruit
           start
           up
           ,
           a
           Pum-paradice
           upon
           a
           Crab-stock
           ,
           Lumbards
           and
           Scriveners
           are
           become
           the
           Popes
           cannonized
           and
           beatified
           Saints
           .
        
         
           Farwell
           then
           ,
           
             Vlpianus
             ,
             Modestinus
          
           and
           other
           Pettifoggers
           of
           the
           Law
           ,
           Sollicitors
           and
           molesters
           of
           causes
           ,
           who
           account
           being
           in
           debt
           a
           kinde
           of
           bondage
           and
           fervitude
           .
           I
           pitty
           
             Seneca's
          
           weaknesse
           ,
           who
           blushed
           to
           borrow
           ,
           
             Miserum
             verbum
             ,
             &
             dimisso
             vultu
             proferendum
             ,
             rogo
             :
          
           That
           Poet
           
             Laureat
          
           forfeited
           his
           wreath
           of
           Bayes
           and
           Ivy-twine
           ,
           who
           made
           his
           prayers
           to
           his
           Purse
           ,
           to
           keep
           him
           out
           of
           debt
           ,
           in
           this
           manner
           .
        
         
           
             To
             you
             my
             Purse
             ,
             
             and
             to
             none
             other
             wight
          
           
             Compla●n
             I
             ,
             for
             you
             to
             be
             my
             Lady
             deer
             :
          
           
           
             I
             am
             sorry
             now
             that
             you
             be
             light
             ,
          
           
             For
             certes
             yee
             now
             make
             me
             heavy
             cheer
             ,
          
           
             Me
             were
             as
             lefe
             laid
             upon
             a
             beer
             .
          
           
             For
             which
             unto
             your
             mercy
             thus
             I
             cry
             ,
          
           
             Be
             heavy
             again
             ,
             or
             else
             mote
             I
             dye
             .
          
        
         
           
             Now
             vouchsafe
             this
             day
             ,
             or
             it
             be
             night
             ,
          
           
             That
             I
             of
             you
             the
             blisfull
             sound
             may
             heare
             ,
          
           
             Or
             see
             your
             colour
             ,
             like
             the
             Suny
             bright
          
           
             That
             of
             yellownesse
             had
             never
             pere
          
           
             Ye
             be
             my
             life
             ,
             ye
             be
             my
             hearts
             fler●
             ;
          
           
           
             Queen
             of
             comfort
             and
             of
             good
             company
          
           
             Be
             heavy
             again
             ,
             or
             else
             mote
             I
             dye
             .
          
        
         
           
             Now
             Purse
             ,
             that
             art
             to
             me
             my
             lives
             light
             ,
          
           
             And
             Saviour
             as
             down
             in
             this
             world
             here
             ,
          
           
             Out
             of
             this
             Town
             help
             me
             by
             your
             might
             ,
          
           
             Sith
             that
             you
             will
             not
             be
             my
             treasure
             ,
          
           
             For
             I
             am
             shave
             as
             neer
             as
             any
             frere
             ,
          
           
             But
             I
             pray
             unto
             your
             courtesie
             ,
          
           
             Be
             heavy
             again
             or
             else
             mote
             I
             dye
             .
          
        
         
         
           Yet
           welfare
           the
           prodigall
           unthrift
           who
           is
           
             Magis
             promus
             quam
             condus
             ,
          
           and
           serves
           at
           the
           Buttery
           hatch
           ,
           whatsoever
           is
           in
           his
           Bin
           or
           his
           Barrell
           ,
           and
           therefore
           could
           never
           endure
           the
           complaint
           of
           his
           Purse
           ,
           who
           thus
           bemoan'd
           her self
           unto
           him
           .
        
         
           Materia
           infoelix
           ,
           detracta
           cadavere
           ,
           forma
        
         
           Tam
           varia
           ,
           ut
           nec
           ego
           me
           mihi
           posse
           queam
           ,
        
         
           Haud
           melius
           fatum
           ,
           nam
           pendeo
           more
           latronis
           ,
        
         
           Ingenium
           sic
           me
           fueris
           habere
           puyant
           .
        
         
           Si
           dederis
           servo
           ,
           servatunt
           reddo
           petenti
           ,
        
         
           Non
           nisi
           at
           auriculis
           tracta
           referre
           volo
           .
        
         
         
           A
           Skin
           flai'd
           off
           ,
           makes
           my
           materials
           ,
        
         
           My
           form
           is
           various
           ,
           where
           my self
           I
           loose
           ,
        
         
           My
           doom
           a
           fellons
           death
           and
           funeralls
           ,
        
         
           For
           at
           a
           belt
           I
           am
           hang'd
           by
           a
           noose
           ,
        
         
           I
           do
           not
           filch
           for
           mine
           own
           thrift
           and
           gain
        
         
           But
           what
           you
           give
           ,
           I
           closely
           keep
           and
           bear
           ,
        
         
           And
           when
           you
           aske
           ,
           I
           it
           restore
           again
           ,
        
         
           Yet
           not
           ,
           except
           you
           pluck
           me
           by
           the
           eare
           .
        
         
           For
           the
           Al-te-maell
           ,
           and
           foot
           of
           the
           reckoning
           ,
           this
           is
           the
           
             summa
             summarum
             ,
             debemur
             morti
             nos
             nostraque
          
           so
           that
           whil'st
           I
           live
           ,
           I
           must
           resolve
           to
           live
           in
           debt
           ,
           in
           debt
           to
           God
           for
           my
           Being
           ,
           in
           debt
           to
           Christ
           for
           my
           Well
           
           being
           ;
           in
           debt
           to
           Gods
           sanctifying
           spirit
           ,
           for
           my
           New
           being
           ,
           and
           I
           will
           ever
           be
           ready
           to
           pawn
           my
           life
           for
           my
           Countreys
           liberty
           ;
           I
           will
           owe
           obedience
           to
           my
           parents
           ,
           faith
           and
           loyalty
           to
           my
           Prince
           ,
           and
           when
           I
           shall
           pay
           my
           great
           debt
           unto
           Nature
           ,
           I
           will
           render
           my
           spirit
           into
           the
           hands
           of
           God
           ,
           bequeath
           my
           Body
           to
           be
           deposed
           in
           the
           lap
           and
           bosom
           of
           the
           earth
           ,
           and
           cry
           
             Domine
             Demitte
             debita
             mea
             .
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .
        
      
    
     
       
         Notes, typically marginal, from the original text
         
           Notes for div A46241e-100
           
             1
             Aerugo
             ;
          
           
             2
             Febris
             .
          
           
             3
             Phoris
             .
          
           
             Ocleve
             in
             Chaucer
             .
          
        
      
      
  

