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         Blacke dogge of Newgate
         Hutton, Luke, d. 1596.
      
       
         
           1638
        
      
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             The discovery of a London monster, called, the blacke dogg of New-gate profitable for all readers to take heed by.
             Blacke dogge of Newgate
             Hutton, Luke, d. 1596.
             Rowlands, Samuel, 1570?-1630?
          
           [44] p.
           
             By M[armaduke] P[arsons] for Robert Wilson, at his shop at Grayes-Inne Gate in Holborne,
             Printed at London :
             1638.
          
           
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           The
           Discovery
           of
           a
           London
           Monster
           ,
           called
           ,
           
             The
             Blacke
             Dogg
             of
             New-gate
          
           ;
           Profitable
           for
           all
           Readers
           to
           take
           heed
           by
           .
        
         
           Vide
           ,
           Lege
           ,
           Cave
           .
        
         
           Time
           bringeth
           all
           things
           to
           light
           .
        
         
         
           Printed
           at
           London
           by
           
             M.
             P.
          
           for
           
             Robert
             Wilson
          
           ,
           at
           his
           Shop
           at
           Grayes-Inne
           Gate
           in
           Holborne
           .
           1638.
           
        
      
       
         
         
         
           To
           the
           Reader
           .
        
         
           MArvell
           not
           gentle
           Reader
           ,
           though
           in
           a
           mad
           humour
           ,
           I
           haue
           thus
           published
           the
           Blacke
           Dogge
           of
           Newgate
           ,
           and
           here
           shewne
           his
           trickes
           to
           the
           wide
           world
           to
           wonder
           at
           ;
           he
           is
           but
           a
           Curre
           indeed
           ,
           not
           worth
           three
           halfe
           pence
           to
           be
           sold
           ,
           but
           if
           you
           will
           accept
           of
           my
           Pen
           and
           Paper
           ,
           it
           may
           countervaile
           the
           charge
           of
           sixe
           pence
           ;
           it
           is
           no
           better
           then
           an
           ill
           favoured
           blacke
           Dogge
           ,
           yet
           I
           desire
           you
           not
           to
           thinke
           your
           time
           ill
           bestowed
           in
           the
           reading
           ,
           nor
           the
           price
           too
           great
           which
           you
           pay
           for
           it
           .
           When
           you
           have
           perusde
           it
           ,
           and
           like
           it
           not
           ,
           reward
           not
           my
           good
           will
           with
           a
           scoffe
           :
           But
           say
           the
           Dogge
           came
           from
           Newgate
           ,
           hang
           him
           up
           and
           rend
           the
           Booke
           in
           peeces
           ,
           and
           then
           I
           will
           be
           your
           debter
           in
           a
           Work
           of
           more
           worth
           ,
           but
           let
           me
           
           tell
           you
           by
           the
           way
           ,
           This
           Dog
           ,
           with
           many
           Doggs
           of
           his
           kinde
           ,
           have
           I
           knowne
           a
           great
           while
           ,
           and
           have
           received
           by
           them
           great
           wrong
           :
           otherwise
           had
           I
           not
           bestowed
           so
           much
           time
           in
           deciphering
           a
           Cur
           ;
           nay
           more
           ,
           let
           me
           give
           you
           to
           understand
           ,
           that
           this
           Dog
           ,
           thus
           shadowed
           under
           the
           name
           of
           a
           servant
           at
           New-gate
           ,
           was
           in
           my
           sight
           ,
           by
           head
           and
           shoulders
           thrust
           out
           of
           Newgate
           :
           and
           now
           men
           chosen
           instead
           of
           Dogs
           of
           far
           more
           pitie
           and
           honestie
           ,
           than
           that
           hell-hound
           ever
           had
           .
        
         
           Therefore
           let
           me
           thus
           conclude
           ,
           that
           never
           Cur
           in
           shape
           of
           man
           ,
           in
           that
           place
           ,
           shall
           commit
           the
           like
           abuses
           .
           No
           more
           for
           the
           Dog
           of
           Newgate
           :
           But
           for
           this
           Dog
           of
           mine
           ,
           wish
           me
           well
           ,
           and
           I
           will
           never
           doe
           you
           ill
           :
           Rest
           content
           ,
           and
           I
           am
           well
           pleased
           .
        
         
           Fare
           you
           Well
           .
        
      
    
     
       
         
         
           
             The
             Discovery
             of
             a
          
           London
           
             Monster
             ,
             called
             ,
             The
          
           Blacke
           Dogge
           
             of
             New-gate
          
           .
        
         
           AWonder
           ,
           a
           wonder
           Gentlemen
           ,
           Hels
           brooke
           loose
           ,
           and
           the
           Blacke
           Dogge
           of
           Newgate
           is
           got
           out
           of
           Prison
           ,
           and
           leapt
           into
           a
           Signe
           :
           What
           the
           Devils
           here
           (
           quoth
           a
           mad
           fellow
           going
           by
           )
           seeing
           the
           Black
           Curre
           ring'd
           about
           the
           nose
           with
           a
           golden
           Hoope
           ,
           his
           two
           sawcer-like
           eyes
           ,
           and
           an
           Iron
           chains
           about
           his
           necke
           ;
           this
           cannot
           choose
           (
           said
           he
           )
           but
           be
           a
           well
           customed
           house
           ,
           where
           such
           a
           Porter
           keeps
           the
           doore
           ,
           and
           cals
           in
           company
           .
           Roome
           for
           a
           customer
           ,
           quoth
           I
           ,
           so
           in
           I
           went
           ,
           where
           I
           found
           English
           ,
           Scottish
           ,
           Welsh
           ,
           Irish
           ,
           Dutch
           and
           French
           ,
           in
           severall
           Roomes
           ;
           some
           drinking
           the
           neat
           wine
           of
           Drleance
           ,
           some
           the
           Gascony
           ,
           some
           the
           Burdeaux
           ,
           there
           wanted
           neither
           Sherry
           sack
           ,
           nor
           Charnico
           ,
           Maligo
           ,
           nor
           Peeter
           Seeme
           ,
           Ambercolour'd
           Candy
           ,
           nor
           Liquorish
           Ipocras
           ,
           brown
           beloved
           Basterd
           ,
           fat
           Aligant
           ,
           or
           any
           quicke
           spirited
           Liquor
           that
           might
           draw
           their
           witts
           into
           a
           Circle
           ,
           to
           see
           the
           Devill
           by
           in●nagination
           :
           I
           seeing
           this
           Gallimaufry
           of
           Company
           ,
           set
           me
           downe
           ,
           and
           called
           for
           my
           whole
           pinte
           alone
           ,
           which
           I
           had
           not
           halfe
           drunk
           vp
           ,
           but
           there
           sits
           downe
           by
           me
           a
           poore
           Thin-gut
           fellow
           ,
           with
           a
           face
           as
           red
           as
           the
           gilded
           knobs
           of
           an
           Aldermans
           Horse-bridle
           ,
           one
           ,
           as
           it
           seemed
           ,
           newly
           come
           out
           of
           Limbo
           ,
           with
           commendation
           to
           his
           rugged
           Devilship
           ,
           Mounsieur
           Shagg
           ,
           the
           Blacke
           Dogge
           of
           Newgate
           ,
           who
           being
           a
           fellow
           ,
           as
           I
           thought
           ,
           not
           worth
           sixe
           pence
           in
           money
           ,
           yet
           would
           he
           spend
           eight
           pence
           to
           keepe
           me
           company
           .
           I
           ,
           to
           equall
           his
           expences
           ,
           called
           for
           as
           much
           ,
           and
           thereupon
           having
           both
           our
           wits
           set
           vpon
           the
           
           racke
           of
           invention
           ,
           beganne
           to
           argue
           of
           the
           Blacke
           Doggs
           beginning
           ,
           and
           how
           he
           came
           first
           to
           be
           called
           the
           blacke
           Dog
           of
           Newgate
           :
           now
           touching
           the
           same
           ,
           I
           maintained
           that
           I
           had
           read
           an
           old
           Chronicle
           ,
           that
           it
           was
           a
           walking
           spirit
           in
           the
           likenesse
           of
           a
           blacke
           Dog
           ,
           gliding
           vp
           and
           downe
           the
           streets
           a
           little
           before
           the
           time
           of
           Execution
           ,
           and
           in
           the
           night
           whilst
           the
           Sessions
           continued
           ,
           and
           his
           beginning
           thus
           .
        
         
           In
           the
           raigne
           of
           King
           Henry
           the
           third
           there
           hapned
           such
           a
           famine
           through
           England
           ,
           but
           especially
           in
           London
           ,
           that
           many
           starved
           for
           want
           of
           food
           ,
           by
           which
           meanes
           the
           Prisoners
           in
           Newgate
           eat
           vp
           one
           another
           altue
           ,
           but
           commonly
           those
           that
           came
           newly
           in
           ,
           and
           such
           as
           could
           make
           but
           small
           resistance
           .
           Amongst
           many
           others
           cast
           into
           this
           Denne
           of
           misery
           ,
           there
           was
           a
           certaine
           Scholler
           brought
           thither
           ,
           vpon
           suspition
           of
           Conjuring
           ,
           and
           that
           he
           by
           Charmes
           and
           devilish
           Whithcrafts
           ,
           had
           done
           much
           hurt
           to
           the
           Kings
           Subjects
           ,
           which
           Scholler
           ,
           mauger
           his
           Devils
           Furies
           ,
           Sprits
           and
           Goblins
           ,
           was
           by
           the
           famished
           Prisoners
           eaten
           vp
           ,
           and
           deemed
           passing
           good
           meate
           .
           This
           being
           done
           ,
           such
           an
           idle
           conceit
           possessed
           the
           mindes
           of
           the
           poore
           Prisoners
           ,
           that
           they
           supposed
           ,
           nightly
           to
           see
           the
           Scholler
           in
           the
           shape
           of
           a
           black
           Dog
           walking
           vp
           and
           downe
           the
           Prison
           ,
           ready
           with
           his
           rabening
           Iawes
           to
           teare
           out
           their
           bowels
           :
           for
           his
           late
           humane
           flesh
           they
           had
           so
           hungerly
           eaten
           ,
           &
           withall
           they
           hourely
           heard
           (
           as
           they
           thought
           )
           strange
           groanes
           and
           cries
           ,
           as
           if
           it
           had
           beene
           some
           creature
           in
           great
           paine
           and
           torments
           ;
           whereupon
           such
           a
           nightly
           feare
           grew
           amongst
           them
           ,
           that
           i●
           turned
           to
           a
           Frenzie
           ,
           and
           from
           a
           Frenzie
           to
           Desperation
           ;
           in
           which
           desperation
           they
           killed
           the
           Keeper
           ,
           and
           so
           many
           of
           them
           escaped
           forth
           ,
           but
           yet
           whither
           soever
           they
           came
           or
           went
           they
           imagined
           the
           blacke
           Dog
           to
           follow
           ,
           and
           by
           this
           means
           ,
           as
           I
           doe
           thinke
           ,
           the
           name
           of
           him
           began
           .
        
         
           Not
           so
           ,
           quoth
           Signior
           Thin-gut
           ,
           I
           thinke
           it
           rather
           an
           idle
           fiction
           ,
           then
           a
           probable
           truth
           ;
           but
           this
           I
           must
           tell
           you
           Sir
           ,
           (
           said
           he
           )
           I
           know
           it
           for
           a
           truth
           ,
           that
           there
           is
           no
           other
           blacke
           Dog
           ,
           that
           I
           ever
           saw
           or
           heard
           of
           ,
           but
           a
           great
           blacke
           stone
           standing
           in
           the
           dungeon
           called
           Limbo
           ,
           the
           place
           where
           the
           
           condemned
           Prisoners
           be
           put
           after
           their
           Iudgement
           ,
           vpon
           which
           they
           set
           a
           burning
           candle
           in
           the
           night
           ,
           against
           which
           ,
           I
           haue
           heard
           that
           a
           desperate
           condemned
           Prisoner
           d●shed
           out
           his
           braines
           ;
           and
           that
           is
           all
           the
           Blacke
           Dogs
           that
           I
           know
           ,
           or
           heard
           of
           :
           But
           if
           you
           be
           so
           pleased
           as
           to
           publish
           it
           ,
           I
           will
           satisfie
           the
           wondring
           world
           with
           a
           discourse
           of
           the
           Blacke
           Dog
           in
           the
           best
           manner
           I
           can
           ,
           and
           the
           very
           same
           ,
           that
           the
           wisest
           judgements
           thinkes
           it
           to
           be
           .
           In
           so
           doing
           (
           quoth
           I
           )
           you
           please
           God
           ,
           benefit
           your
           Country
           ,
           and
           satisfie
           your
           ●riends
           :
           so
           with
           a
           stayed
           looke
           and
           in
           sober
           manner
           ,
           he
           began
           as
           followeth
           .
        
         
           Sir
           (
           quoth
           he
           )
           the
           Blacke
           Dog
           is
           a
           black
           Conscience
           ,
           haun●ing
           none
           but
           blacke
           conditioned
           people
           ,
           such
           as
           Newgate
           may
           ch●llenge
           to
           be
           guests
           ;
           yet
           this
           rugged
           Curre
           hath
           his
           sev●rall
           abidings
           ;
           as
           in
           the
           bosoms
           of
           Traytors
           ,
           Murtherers
           ,
           Theeues
           ,
           Cut-purses
           ,
           Cunny-catchers
           ,
           and
           such
           like
           ,
           who
           being
           the
           Devils
           blacke
           Parator
           summons
           them
           ,
           one
           after
           another
           ,
           to
           appeare
           personaily
           at
           his
           Hempton-hall
           of
           his
           three-l●g'd-Tiborne
           ,
           but
           in
           the
           meane
           time
           they
           commit
           many
           notable
           fellonies
           and
           cozonings
           ,
           to
           the
           great
           hurt
           of
           plaine
           minded
           people
           :
           as
           for
           example
           ,
           I
           will
           first
           begin
           with
           a
           Woman
           Theefe
           ,
           which
           in
           my
           minde
           is
           a
           limb
           of
           the
           Devill
           ,
           for
           at
           any
           not
           able
           Robbery
           ,
           where
           still
           a
           woman
           is
           an
           Actor
           ,
           there
           likely
           is
           committed
           some
           murther
           or
           other
           ,
           for
           as
           they
           be
           the
           kindest
           in
           loue
           ,
           so
           are
           they
           cruellest
           in
           hate
           :
           But
           now
           ●o
           one
           Woman
           Theefe
           .
           I
           once
           knew
           living
           about
           London
           ,
           a
           lusty
           W●nch
           ,
           Gentlewoman-like
           ,
           cloathed
           in
           silke
           and
           tasf●ty
           ,
           ●ood
           Plate
           and
           rich
           Furniture
           about
           her
           house
           ,
           and
           well
           esteemed
           of
           her
           neighbours
           ,
           that
           had
           no
           other
           meanes
           to
           maintaine
           her
           estate
           but
           plaine
           Theeverie
           :
           in
           what
           manner
           thinke
           you
           ?
           mar●
           in
           this
           kind
           :
           she
           had
           for
           her
           p●rpos●
           a
           homely
           sute
           of
           apparel
           ,
           like
           unto
           a
           Trads●mans
           w●fe
           ,
           a
           pa●re
           of
           shoo●s
           with
           cloth
           soles
           to
           prevent
           crackling
           ,
           a
           fire-sticke
           in
           her
           hand
           vnkindled
           ,
           and
           so
           in
           the
           morning
           b●time
           would
           she
           along
           the
           str●etes
           ,
           and
           any
           where
           she
           did
           chance
           to
           espy
           either
           Gentlemans
           or
           Merchants
           doore
           open
           ,
           in
           shee
           would
           ,
           where
           being
           not
           intercepted
           by
           any
           ,
           what
           
           thing
           soever
           lay
           in
           her
           way
           was
           good
           purchase
           ,
           and
           with
           her
           it
           should
           :
           as
           Hat
           ,
           Cloake
           ,
           Gowne
           ,
           Petticoate
           ,
           or
           Smock
           ,
           or
           such
           like
           .
           But
           if
           it
           chanced
           that
           either
           Maid-servant
           ,
           or
           an
           Apprentice
           ,
           or
           any
           other
           met
           her
           ,
           then
           would
           she
           desire
           to
           kindle
           her
           sticke
           ,
           where
           sitting
           by
           the
           fire
           shee
           would
           spend
           away
           the
           time
           hovering
           over
           it
           ,
           till
           the
           coast
           were
           cleare
           ,
           or
           else
           would
           she
           in
           needy
           sort
           request
           a
           cup
           of
           small
           beere
           ,
           which
           the
           honest
           minded
           Maid
           will
           fetch
           her
           ,
           thinking
           her
           to
           be
           some
           poore
           neighbour
           ,
           perchance
           in
           a
           silver
           Beaker
           ,
           which
           she
           like
           an
           Hipocrite
           will
           sip
           ,
           and
           simper
           over
           so
           long
           till
           the
           maids
           back
           be
           turned
           ,
           and
           then
           goes
           away
           beaker
           and
           all
           :
           she
           will
           sometimes
           in
           her
           cloth
           shooes
           tread
           so
           softly
           that
           a
           mouse
           cannot
           heare
           her
           ,
           and
           venture
           vp
           into
           a
           Knights
           Chamber
           ,
           he
           and
           his
           Lady
           being
           in
           bed
           together
           ,
           and
           carry
           away
           the
           Jewels
           they
           wore
           the
           day
           before
           ,
           but
           if
           being
           spi●d
           by
           any
           of
           the
           Houshold
           ,
           she
           hath
           the
           name
           of
           one
           Gentleman
           or
           other
           aright
           ,
           which
           is
           well
           acquainted
           in
           that
           house
           ,
           and
           so
           escapeth
           vnsuspected
           :
           other
           times
           she
           will
           venture
           into
           Mercers
           or
           Silkemens
           shops
           ,
           when
           they
           arebusied
           with
           most
           customers
           ,
           as
           though
           she
           were
           some
           waitingmayde
           to
           a
           Lady
           or
           Gentle
           woman
           there
           present
           ,
           and
           with
           a
           hook
           vnder
           her
           wearing
           apparell
           will
           ,
           like
           a
           cunning
           Porter
           ,
           beare
           away
           either
           Silke
           ,
           Uelvet
           ,
           or
           other
           rich
           Stuffes
           ,
           not
           perceived
           by
           the
           Shop-keepers
           ,
           or
           any
           Customer
           ,
           many
           such
           conveiances
           is
           she
           Crast-master
           in
           ,
           which
           in
           my
           minde
           are
           the
           blacke
           d●●des
           of
           iniquity
           ,
           and
           well
           may
           she
           be
           called
           one
           of
           the
           Blacke
           Dogs
           of
           New-gate
           ,
           for
           at
           last
           ,
           the
           rewards
           of
           New-gate
           will
           fall
           to
           her
           share
           .
        
         
           I
           could
           tell
           you
           likewise
           where
           the
           Blacke
           Dog
           keepes
           his
           randevous
           ,
           if
           I
           do
           not
           mistake
           ,
           in
           the
           bosomes
           of
           Chamberlaines
           and
           Tapsters
           in
           great
           Inns
           :
           and
           though
           the
           Master
           be
           an
           honest
           man
           ,
           the
           Servants
           may
           bee
           knavish
           ,
           I
           speake
           not
           to
           all
           ,
           but
           ●o
           some
           ,
           as
           by
           the
           Law
           
             Probatum
             est
          
           :
           To
           our
           purpose
           :
           A
           plaine
           Country
           Gentleman
           ,
           Yeoman
           ,
           Farmer
           ,
           or
           such
           like
           ,
           comming
           vp
           to
           the
           Terme
           ,
           and
           chancing
           to
           happen
           into
           one
           of
           these
           Inns
           ,
           hee
           as
           a
           guest
           boldly
           throwes
           his
           cloake
           downe
           vpon
           the
           Hall
           Table
           ,
           thinking
           
           all
           true
           men
           in
           the
           house
           ,
           being
           as
           then
           full
           of
           Guests
           ;
           in
           comes
           the
           Tapster
           or
           Chamberlaine
           ,
           in
           jesting
           manner
           ,
           and
           carries
           the
           Cloake
           away
           in
           good
           sadnesse
           ,
           either
           into
           the
           Tap-house
           ,
           or
           into
           the
           Hostry
           ,
           and
           there
           keepes
           it
           for
           his
           owne
           ;
           the
           poore
           Countrey
           man
           missing
           it
           ,
           makes
           inquiry
           ,
           thinking
           some
           of
           the
           house
           had
           laid
           it
           vp
           ,
           but
           no
           newes
           thereof
           ,
           (
           confesse
           and
           be
           hangd
           )
           thinkes
           he
           that
           keepes
           it
           in
           Lauender
           ,
           in
           too
           sweet
           a
           place
           for
           the
           countrymans
           having
           it
           againe
           :
           the
           Innkeeper
           himselfe
           hearing
           of
           his
           guests
           losse
           ,
           goes
           chasing
           and
           fretting
           vp
           and
           downe
           ,
           that
           his
           house
           is
           thus
           discredited
           by
           theeues
           ,
           and
           layes
           wait
           at
           every
           Brokers
           ,
           both
           in
           Long-lane
           ,
           Charter-house-lane
           ,
           Barbican
           ,
           Hounds-ditch
           ,
           and
           such
           like
           places
           ,
           but
           no
           newes
           thereof
           ;
           so
           is
           the
           countryman
           sent
           home
           to
           his
           wife
           without
           a
           cloak
           ,
           perhaps
           with
           as
           little
           money
           ,
           by
           which
           meanes
           the
           Innkeeper
           for
           ever
           after
           loseth
           his
           guests
           .
        
         
           Now
           come
           we
           to
           the
           Theefe
           ,
           Tapster
           or
           Chamberlain
           ,
           I
           meane
           he
           that
           stole
           the
           cloake
           in
           ieast
           ,
           he
           must
           now
           needs
           sell
           in
           good
           earnest
           ;
           to
           whom
           ,
           to
           the
           Broakers
           ?
           no
           :
           for
           there
           is
           waite
           laid
           :
           whither
           then
           ,
           to
           a
           Neighbour
           ?
           no
           neither
           for
           then
           it
           may
           come
           to
           light
           ,
           and
           bee
           knowne
           of
           his
           Master
           :
           but
           vnto
           a
           kinde
           of
           Fripperers
           it
           must
           be
           vented
           ,
           which
           be
           certaine
           Marchants
           of
           old
           wares
           ,
           going
           vp
           and
           downe
           to
           buy
           Lists
           ,
           ends
           of
           Cloath
           ,
           and
           old
           Cloakes
           ,
           one
           of
           these
           must
           buy
           it
           ,
           and
           send
           it
           into
           France
           ,
           to
           learne
           the
           French
           Tongue
           ,
           or
           into
           the
           Netherlands
           to
           speake
           Duch
           ,
           these
           be
           terrible
           blacke
           Doggs
           indeed
           ,
           and
           haue
           sawcer-like
           eyes
           that
           can
           looke
           broad
           and
           wide
           quite
           over
           a
           whole
           Citie
           ;
           but
           let
           them
           alone
           and
           lose
           themselues
           in
           their
           owne
           adventures
           ,
           it
           concernes
           not
           me
           ,
           there
           is
           a
           whip
           in
           store
           for
           these
           Doggs
           ,
           and
           their
           kennels
           will
           bee
           ransackt
           I
           feare
           me
           .
           But
           now
           to
           wade
           deeper
           into
           this
           Labyrinth
           of
           knavery
           ,
           I
           will
           tell
           you
           as
           notable
           a
           pranke
           as
           ever
           you
           heard
           by
           one
           of
           these
           arche
           Bandoggs
           done
           within
           these
           few
           yeares
           .
           There
           were
           two
           of
           this
           faculty
           which
           I
           name
           M.
           A.
           and
           M.
           B
           :
           whom
           (
           to
           bring
           this
           their
           proceeding
           purpose
           to
           effect
           )
           either
           bought
           or
           hired
           two
           Chaines
           ,
           the
           one
           
           of
           perfect
           good
           gold
           ,
           the
           other
           plaine
           copper
           double
           gilt
           ,
           and
           away
           goe
           they
           into
           the
           Countrey
           towards
           Beverley
           Faire
           ,
           in
           York-shire
           ,
           well
           mounted
           vpon
           two
           goodly
           geldings
           ,
           as
           they
           had
           been
           two
           substantiall
           Gentlemen
           ,
           and
           riding
           by
           the
           way
           they
           hapned
           into
           company
           of
           a
           Northerne
           Gentleman
           riding
           from
           London
           ,
           with
           whom
           they
           spent
           liberally
           ,
           ,
           and
           every
           night
           at
           their
           lodgings
           were
           all
           fellowes
           both
           at
           board
           and
           bed
           ;
           in
           this
           familiar
           sort
           riding
           together
           some
           two
           or
           three
           daies
           ,
           they
           began
           thus
           to
           effect
           their
           purpose
           ,
           and
           to
           cast
           forth
           their
           angling
           hookes
           to
           catch
           this
           greedy
           gudgeon
           :
           First
           ,
           M.
           B.
           spurring
           his
           Gelding
           as
           they
           rode
           together
           ,
           got
           some
           quarter
           of
           a
           mile
           of
           ground
           before
           the
           Gentleman
           ,
           and
           his
           fellow
           knaue
           riding
           after
           a
           good
           pace
           ,
           and
           le
           ts
           fall
           the
           right
           gold
           Chaine
           tyed
           within
           a
           Buckram
           bagge
           ,
           in
           the
           sight
           of
           Master
           A.
           directly
           in
           the
           high
           way
           ;
           who
           seeing
           it
           ,
           starteth
           a
           little
           before
           the
           Gentleman
           ,
           taking
           it
           hastily
           vp
           ,
           saying
           ,
           A
           prize
           ,
           a
           prize
           ,
           in
           a
           Buckram
           bag
           ,
           a
           prize
           :
           halfe
           part
           quoth
           the
           Gentleman
           ,
           not
           so
           quoth
           Master
           A.
           I
           found
           it
           ,
           but
           I
           am
           witnesse
           (
           quoth
           the
           Gentleman
           )
           and
           will
           haue
           halfe
           ,
           or
           cry
           it
           lost
           in
           the
           next
           Market
           :
           During
           this
           controver●●e
           ,
           they
           overtooke
           Master
           B.
           who
           had
           let
           fall
           the
           Chaine
           ,
           and
           being
           made
           Umpire
           betwixt
           them
           ,
           gaue
           judgement
           ,
           that
           it
           should
           be
           equally
           shar'd
           ,
           whereupon
           opening
           the
           bagge
           ,
           they
           found
           therein
           ,
           wrapped
           in
           a
           faire
           paper
           ,
           a
           good
           Chaine
           of
           Gold
           ,
           worth
           foure
           score
           pound
           :
           the
           Northerne
           Gentleman
           having
           it
           in
           his
           hand
           ,
           made
           bold
           to
           keepe
           it
           till
           they
           came
           to
           Beverley
           ,
           where
           at
           a
           Gold-smiths
           shop
           they
           tried
           it
           ,
           and
           being
           toucht
           thorowly
           ,
           the
           Gold-smith
           profered
           for
           it
           full
           foure
           score
           pounds
           in
           ready
           money
           :
           nay
           ,
           said
           the
           Gentleman
           ,
           if
           it
           be
           so
           good
           ,
           I
           will
           haue
           it
           my selfe
           ,
           and
           giue
           Master
           A
           forty
           pound
           for
           his
           part
           :
           Whereupon
           both
           being
           agreed
           ,
           home
           they
           goe
           to
           the
           Gentlemans
           house
           ,
           and
           receiue
           their
           money
           :
           but
           now
           marke
           the
           I●st
           ,
           whilest
           the
           money
           was
           a
           telling
           ,
           Master
           B.
           cunningly
           convaies
           the
           copper
           Chaine
           into
           the
           place
           where
           the
           gold
           Chaine
           lay
           vpon
           the
           Table
           ,
           being
           like
           to
           it
           ,
           put
           in
           a
           Buckram
           bag
           and
           all
           ,
           that
           one
           could
           not
           know
           one
           from
           the
           other
           :
           so
           having
           received
           the
           money
           ,
           
           away
           goes
           Master
           A.
           and
           B.
           well
           contented
           for
           their
           journey
           ,
           leaving
           the
           Northerne
           Gentleman
           nothing
           but
           a
           Copper
           chaine
           for
           his
           forty
           pound
           ,
           who
           perhaps
           like
           a
           wise
           man
           never
           perceived
           till
           the
           guilt
           was
           worne
           off
           ,
           and
           then
           where
           should
           he
           look
           my
           two
           Gallants
           ?
           marry
           ,
           God
           knows
           where
           ,
           vnlesse
           it
           were
           howling
           at
           the
           grate
           at
           New-gate
           ,
           omongst
           those
           pittifull
           creatures
           .
           Having
           told
           this
           tale
           ,
           the
           Bell
           began
           to
           ring
           nine
           a
           clocke
           ,
           whereupon
           the
           Uintner
           calling
           ,
           shut
           vp
           the
           doores
           ,
           it
           is
           late
           ,
           caused
           my
           friend
           and
           I
           to
           breake
           company
           ,
           who
           paid
           for
           our
           Wine
           ,
           thanking
           each
           other
           ,
           and
           so
           departed
           ,
           hee
           to
           his
           lodging
           ,
           and
           I
           to
           mine
           ,
           where
           being
           no
           sooner
           laid
           in
           my
           bed
           ,
           and
           calling
           to
           minde
           ,
           our
           passed
           discourses
           of
           the
           Blacke
           Dog
           ,
           and
           his
           first
           beginning
           ,
           I
           fell
           into
           a
           most
           vnquiet
           slumber
           ,
           and
           was
           all
           the
           night
           long
           troubled
           with
           a
           most
           fearefull
           dreame
           ;
           for
           mee
           thought
           I
           was
           my selfe
           prisoner
           in
           New-gate
           ,
           lying
           loden
           with
           I●on●
           in
           great
           misery
           ,
           where
           being
           destitute
           of
           friends
           ,
           money-lesse
           ,
           and
           forsaken
           of
           all
           my
           acquaintance
           ,
           this
           following
           Dialogue
           is
           ●h
           subiect
           passed
           betwixt
           my selfe
           and
           one
           Z●●●
           ,
           who
           was
           like
           wise
           a
           prisoner
           as
           I
           was
           ,
           and
           perfectly
           acquainted
           with
           matters
           touching
           the
           discovery
           of
           the
           s●●●arlatiue
           degree
           of
           Cunny-catchers
           :
           pithy
           ,
           pleasant
           ,
           and
           profitable
           for
           all
           the
           Readers
           hereof
           .
        
         
           
             
               The
               Interlocutors
               .
               The
               Author
               ,
               and
            
             Zany
             ,
             
               a
               prisoner
            
             .
          
           
             
               Author
               .
            
             
               ZAny
               ,
               I
               haue
               many
               times
               been
               in
               hand
               with
               thee
               to
               giue
               me
               some
               notes
               vpon
               thy
               knowledge
               ,
               as
               concerning
               the
               notable
               abuses
               committed
               by
               a
               sort
               of
               dissolute
               fellowes
               ,
               who
               are
               in
               very
               deed
               the
               worst
               members
               in
               a
               Common-wealth
               ;
               I
               meane
               infamous
               Cunny-catching
               Knaues
               ,
               who
               continually
               seeke
               the
               spoile
               of
               others
               to
               inrich
               themselues
               ,
               and
               now
               is
               the
               time
               thy
               helpe
               will
               doe
               me
               some
               pleasure
               :
               for
               at
               the
               request
               of
               a
               very
               friend
               ,
               I
               was
               mooved
               to
               write
               something
               of
               worth
               ,
               whereupon
               I
               made
               choise
               of
               the
               Blacke
               Dogge
               of
               Newgate
               ,
               to
               be
               a
               subiect
               to
               write
               vpon
               ,
               wherein
               
               I
               could
               not
               choose
               ,
               divers
               strong
               reasons
               especially
               mooving
               thereunto
               ,
               but
               in
               that
               title
               shadow
               the
               Knavery
               ,
               Uillany
               ,
               Robbery
               ,
               and
               Cunny-catching
               committed
               daily
               by
               divers
               ,
               who
               in
               the
               name
               of
               Service
               and
               Office
               ,
               were
               as
               it
               were
               attendants
               at
               Newgate
               .
               Againe
               ,
               I
               did
               choose
               to
               give
               my
               booke
               that
               title
               ,
               as
               well
               to
               satisfie
               some
               ,
               who
               yet
               thinke
               there
               is
               some
               spirit
               about
               that
               prison
               in
               the
               likenesse
               of
               a
               black
               Dog
               :
               of
               which
               fond
               imagination
               to
               put
               them
               out
               of
               doubt
               ,
               I
               thought
               good
               to
               give
               them
               to
               understand
               ,
               that
               indeed
               there
               is
               no
               such
               matter
               .
               The
               third
               reason
               was
               ,
               for
               I
               being
               in
               Newgate
               a
               prisoner
               ,
               and
               overthrowne
               by
               these
               kind
               of
               bad
               people
               ,
               with
               their
               cunny-catching
               ,
               in
               most
               vile
               and
               wicked
               manner
               ,
               in
               so
               much
               that
               whilest
               I
               there
               languished
               in
               great
               extremitie
               ,
               I
               did
               both
               heare
               and
               see
               many
               outragious
               iniuries
               by
               them
               committed
               on
               divers
               sorts
               of
               people
               :
               the
               premisses
               considered
               .
               I
               doe
               intreat
               thee
               to
               let
               me
               have
               thy
               helpe
               to
               set
               downe
               some
               of
               their
               villanies
               committed
               in
               thy
               knowledge
               ,
               and
               I
               will
               not
               be
               flacke
               to
               present
               this
               booke
               ,
               being
               finished
               ,
               into
               their
               godly
               hands
               ,
               who
               will
               assuredly
               give
               them
               condigne
               punishment
               ,
               as
               also
               provide
               ,
               that
               the
               like
               mischiefs
               shal
               be
               never
               any
               more
               put
               in
               practise
               by
               any
               notable
               villaines
               .
            
          
           
             
               Zany
               .
            
             
               Indeed
               you
               say
               well
               ,
               and
               I
               agree
               :
               but
               yet
               you
               know
               I
               am
               a
               poore
               man
               ,
               and
               am
               a
               Prisoner
               .
               Againe
               ,
               it
               is
               ill
               m●dling
               with
               edge
               tooles
               .
               As
               you
               comprehend
               them
               in
               the
               name
               of
               a
               Dog
               :
               so
               if
               they
               be
               angry
               ,
               they
               will
               bite
               ,
               and
               play
               the
               Devill
               in
               their
               likenesse
               .
               They
               haue
               parlous
               heads
               ,
               store
               of
               money
               ,
               and
               some
               good
               friends
               :
               all
               which
               I
               want
               .
               Neither
               will
               I
               name
               any
               :
               but
               if
               their
               knaveries
               were
               knowne
               ,
               it
               would
               be
               thought
               the
               gallows
               as
               fit
               for
               these
               Cūny-catchers
               ,
               as
               Newgate
               is
               for
               me
               ,
               who
               am
               rather
               kept
               in
               to
               bribe
               them
               ,
               then
               to
               answer
               any
               offence
               I
               haue
               committed
               :
               yet
               seeing
               you
               haue
               begun
               well
               ,
               I
               would
               wish
               you
               end
               no
               worse
               :
               and
               for
               my
               part
               ,
               tell
               you
               one
               of
               their
               knaueries
               ,
               and
               I
               le
               tell
               another
               :
               so
               that
               ere
               we
               haue
               done
               ,
               if
               we
               tel
               al
               ,
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               wil
               think
               we
               haue
               told
               too
               much
               .
               But
               by
               your
               l●aue
               a
               word
               .
               I
               wil
               name
               no
               man
               ,
               for
               if
               they
               should
               be
               named
               ,
               their
               friends
               would
               be
               angry
               :
               and
               more
               then
               that
               ,
               I
               rather
               wish
               their
               
               amendment
               than
               their
               publike
               infamy
               :
               of
               which
               motion
               if
               you
               like
               ,
               begin
               when
               you
               will
               ,
               and
               when
               you
               are
               weary
               rest
               you
               ,
               and
               I
               will
               go
               on
               with
               it
               :
               for
               our
               matter
               being
               all
               one
               ,
               no
               doubt
               our
               conclusion
               will
               be
               to
               the
               like
               effect
               .
            
             
               Godly
               ,
               wise
               ,
               honourable
               ,
               worshipfull
               ,
               and
               gentle
               Reader
               ,
               know
               first
               ,
               there
               be
               an
               infinite
               number
               of
               this
               sect
               and
               company
               of
               cunny-catchers
               ,
               therefore
               it
               were
               an
               endlesse
               peece
               of
               worke
               to
               name
               them
               all
               :
               but
               for
               I
               know
               too
               many
               of
               them
               ,
               and
               haue
               likewise
               paid
               for
               my
               acquaintance
               with
               them
               ,
               it
               may
               be
               expected
               I
               should
               name
               some
               of
               them
               ,
               which
               for
               the
               inconvenience
               might
               thereby
               insue
               ,
               I
               thought
               good
               to
               craue
               your
               patience
               on
               that
               behalfe
               ,
               assuring
               you
               that
               they
               are
               easie
               enough
               to
               be
               known
               by
               their
               colours
               :
               but
               what
               wicked
               parts
               they
               haue
               performed
               ,
               I
               will
               not
               faile
               but
               make
               manifest
               .
               Therfore
               ,
               first
               I
               desire
               you
               to
               imagine
               ,
               that
               these
               fellowes
               ,
               these
               Cunny-catchers
               ,
               I
               would
               say
               ,
               doe
               promise
               to
               the
               world
               great
               matters
               :
               as
               for
               example
               .
               They
               will
               vndertake
               if
               a
               man
               be
               robd
               by
               the
               way
               ,
               they
               will
               helpe
               the
               party
               offended
               to
               his
               money
               againe
               ,
               or
               to
               the
               theeues
               at
               the
               least
               .
               Likewise
               ,
               if
               a
               purse
               be
               cut
               ,
               a
               house
               broken
               ,
               a
               peece
               of
               Plate
               stole
               ,
               they
               will
               promise
               the
               like
               :
               mary
               ,
               to
               further
               this
               good
               peece
               of
               service
               ,
               they
               must
               haue
               a
               warrant
               procured
               from
               some
               Iustice
               at
               the
               least
               ,
               that
               by
               the
               said
               generall
               warrant
               ,
               they
               may
               take
               vp
               all
               suspected
               persons
               :
               which
               being
               obtained
               ,
               then
               mark
               how
               notably
               therwith
               they
               play
               the
               knaues
               ,
               how
               shamefully
               they
               abuse
               the
               Iustices
               who
               granted
               the
               warrant
               ,
               and
               how
               notoriously
               they
               abuse
               a
               great
               sort
               of
               poore
               men
               ,
               who
               neither
               the
               warrant
               mentioneth
               ,
               nor
               the
               party
               agreeved
               in
               any
               wise
               thought
               to
               mol●st
               or
               trouble
               :
               and
               for
               they
               shadow
               all
               their
               villanies
               vnder
               colour
               of
               some
               especiall
               warrant
               ,
               let
               it
               suffice
               thee
               to
               read
               the
               sequell
               ,
               and
               then
               judge
               of
               their
               abuses
               ,
               as
               they
               deserue
               .
               Now
               first
               will
               I
               begin
               with
               their
               petty
               practises
               in
               their
               lewd
               actions
               .
               Say
               there
               is
               a
               man
               or
               two
               robb'd
               by
               the
               high
               way
               not
               far
               from
               London
               :
               the
               rumor
               hereof
               being
               bruited
               in
               the
               City
               ,
               these
               fellowos
               will
               be
               sure
               to
               haue
               intelligence
               with
               the
               first
               ,
               in
               what
               maner
               the
               men
               were
               robd
               ,
               how
               much
               mony
               they
               lost
               ,
               and
               where
               they
               dwel
               :
               the
               reason
               is
               this
               .
               
               The
               Cunny-catchers
               haue
               alwaies
               abroad
               some
               odd
               fellows
               which
               are
               inquisitors
               of
               purpose
               ,
               who
               alwaies
               what
               they
               heare
               rumord
               ,
               they
               presently
               come
               and
               certifie
               their
               good
               master
               Cunny-catchers
               ,
               of
               all
               whatsoever
               ,
               how
               ,
               where
               ,
               and
               when
               this
               robbery
               was
               committed
               ;
               presently
               away
               goes
               
                 E.
                 H.
              
               or
               
                 N.
                 S
              
               or
               some
               of
               that
               sett
               ;
               and
               enquires
               out
               the
               party
               that
               was
               robb'd
               :
               with
               whom
               it
               H.
               or
               S
               hap
               so
               meet
               withall
               ,
               some
               occasion
               shall
               presently
               be
               found
               to
               intrude
               themselues
               into
               the
               company
               of
               them
               be
               robbed
               :
               and
               after
               some
               circumstances
               ,
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               begins
               to
               tell
               of
               a
               strange
               robbery
               committed
               in
               such
               a
               place
               ,
               saying
               it
               was
               shamefully
               done
               :
               and
               withall
               ,
               they
               will
               cast
               some
               words
               a
               farre
               off
               as
               who
               should
               say
               in
               effect
               ,
               if
               I
               be
               not
               deceived
               I
               know
               the
               theeues
               ,
               and
               it
               may
               bee
               ,
               that
               if
               I
               might
               speake
               with
               him
               or
               them
               that
               were
               robb'd
               ,
               happily
               I
               should
               direct
               them
               how
               they
               might
               take
               the
               villaines
               .
            
             
               All
               this
               while
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               taketh
               no
               notice
               of
               them
               that
               were
               robbed
               ,
               neither
               doth
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               make
               any
               shew
               ,
               that
               they
               knew
               any
               such
               matter
               to
               be
               done
               to
               any
               in
               the
               company
               .
            
             
               Now
               the
               poore
               men
               that
               were
               robbed
               ,
               hearing
               their
               smooth
               speeches
               ,
               one
               of
               them
               begins
               very
               heavily
               to
               shape
               his
               tale
               in
               this
               ,
               or
               such
               like
               manner
               .
               My
               honest
               friend
               ,
               I
               know
               too
               well
               that
               such
               a
               robbery
               was
               done
               ,
               and
               in
               very
               deed
               ,
               I
               was
               the
               man
               was
               robbed
               in
               such
               a
               place
               ,
               and
               at
               such
               a
               time
               as
               you
               speake
               off
               .
               I
               beseech
               you
               good
               friend
               ,
               stand
               me
               in
               what
               stead
               you
               may
               :
               and
               if
               you
               can
               helpe
               me
               againe
               to
               my
               money
               ,
               or
               to
               take
               the
               Theeues
               ,
               I
               will
               not
               onely
               thinke
               my selfe
               greatly
               beholding
               to
               you
               ,
               but
               I
               will
               also
               please
               you
               to
               your
               content
               .
               I
               am
               a
               ●ore
               man
               ,
               pray
               you
               doe
               me
               what
               pleasure
               you
               may
               ,
               good
               sir
               ,
               I
               beseech
               you
               .
               Th●se
               and
               such
               like
               s●eeches
               hee
               vseth
               .
               The
               Cunnicatcher
               presently
               ioyneth
               issues
               with
               him
               ,
               and
               with
               much
               cunning
               hee
               tempereth
               his
               talke
               .
               To
               bee
               short
               ,
               he
               offereth
               all
               the
               pleasure
               he
               can
               doe
               him
               :
               but
               quoth
               hee
               ,
               you
               know
               I
               am
               a
               stranger
               unto
               you
               ,
               and
               I
               know
               not
               whether
               you
               will
               use
               mee
               well
               or
               no
               :
               It
               may
               bee
               ,
               when
               I
               have
               done
               you
               good
               ,
               you
               will
               lightly
               reward
               me
               .
               But
               I
               le
               tell
               
               you
               what
               I
               le
               doe
               :
               Give
               me
               but
               forty
               shtllings
               in
               hand
               to
               bear
               my
               charges
               the
               time
               I
               may
               search
               them
               ,
               and
               if
               I
               do
               not
               deserve
               it
               ,
               I
               will
               restore
               it
               againe
               ,
               and
               loose
               all
               my
               labour
               :
               if
               you
               like
               of
               this
               motion
               ,
               so
               it
               is
               :
               if
               not
               ,
               I
               will
               not
               deale
               in
               your
               matter
               hot
               nor
               cold
               .
            
             
               When
               the
               man
               that
               was
               robbed
               ,
               heareth
               him
               so
               briefe
               ,
               yet
               loth
               to
               part
               company
               on
               the
               sodaine
               :
               he
               in
               treateth
               to
               know
               the
               Cunnicatchers
               name
               ,
               and
               where
               he
               dwelleth
               .
               To
               this
               question
               ,
               another
               of
               the
               Cunnicatchers
               companions
               maketh
               this
               reply
               .
               Honest
               man
               ,
               you
               need
               not
               doubt
               of
               his
               good
               meaning
               towards
               you
               :
               This
               is
               such
               a
               one
               as
               may
               doe
               you
               pleasure
               ,
               if
               he
               please
               to
               undertake
               it
               .
               Then
               he
               roundeth
               the
               man
               in
               the
               eare
               ,
               and
               telleth
               him
               his
               name
               is
               
                 E.
                 H.
              
               and
               that
               he
               knoweth
               all
               the
               Theeves
               about
               London
               ,
               and
               that
               he
               hath
               done
               more
               good
               in
               helping
               men
               to
               their
               owne
               ,
               then
               can
               be
               devised
               to
               be
               done
               by
               a
               hundred
               others
               ,
               praising
               him
               for
               a
               wonderfull
               good
               member
               in
               a
               Common-wealth
               :
               further
               certifying
               the
               party
               where
               this
               
                 E.
                 H.
              
               dwelleth
               ,
               and
               with
               an
               oath
               whispering
               ,
               he
               wisheth
               him
               to
               give
               him
               some
               xx
               .
               s.
               and
               then
               agree
               what
               he
               shall
               give
               him
               more
               ,
               when
               the
               Theeves
               be
               taken
               ,
               making
               many
               protestations
               that
               he
               need
               not
               to
               misdoubt
               of
               
                 E.
                 H.
              
               his
               honest
               dealing
               with
               him
               in
               any
               respect
               .
            
             
               Presently
               the
               poore
               man
               putteth
               his
               hand
               into
               his
               pocket
               and
               out
               he
               puls
               an
               Angel
               :
               then
               saith
               he
               ,
               M.
               H.
               I
               have
               heard
               of
               you
               before
               ,
               and
               for
               I
               have
               heard
               nothing
               but
               well
               of
               you
               ,
               I
               am
               the
               willinger
               to
               deale
               with
               you
               :
               truly
               here
               is
               an
               Angel
               for
               you
               ,
               and
               I
               will
               give
               you
               a
               gallon
               of
               wine
               at
               the
               Taverne
               ,
               and
               if
               you
               doe
               me
               good
               in
               this
               matter
               ,
               I
               will
               give
               you
               xx
               .
               s.
               more
               :
               then
               with
               some
               intreaty
               he
               desireth
               them
               to
               take
               it
               in
               good
               part
               ,
               and
               so
               giveth
               him
               the
               money
               .
            
             
               The
               Conny-catcher
               taketh
               the
               money
               very
               quaintly
               ,
               as
               though
               he
               would
               refuse
               it
               ,
               but
               in
               the
               end
               hee
               le
               pocket
               it
               up
               ,
               &
               is
               willing
               to
               goe
               to
               the
               Taverne
               ,
               where
               after
               that
               drinking
               a
               gallon
               or
               two
               of
               wine
               ,
               they
               conclude
               of
               the
               former
               matter
               :
               and
               
                 E.
                 H.
              
               will
               out
               of
               hand
               get
               the
               Theeves
               into
               Newgate
               :
               &
               so
               much
               he
               promiseth
               to
               performe
               upon
               his
               honest
               fidelity
               ,
               
               not
               letting
               to
               say
               ,
               if
               he
               doe
               it
               not
               ,
               he
               dare
               be
               hanged
               for
               it
               .
            
             
               Then
               the
               day
               is
               appointed
               ,
               when
               within
               a
               weeke
               the
               party
               robbed
               shall
               come
               to
               Newgate
               to
               know
               what
               newes
               ,
               and
               for
               that
               time
               they
               part
               ,
               the
               honest
               man
               to
               his
               home
               or
               about
               his
               businesse
               ,
               the
               Cunnycatchers
               to
               some
               other
               odde
               place
               about
               their
               knavery
               ,
               where
               they
               laugh
               at
               the
               Cunny
               ,
               devising
               how
               to
               get
               him
               in
               for
               more
               money
               ,
               never
               intending
               to
               doe
               any
               thing
               in
               the
               matter
               ,
               which
               they
               have
               undertaken
               for
               the
               honest
               man
               ,
               whose
               angell
               they
               drinke
               merrily
               .
            
             
               Now
               we
               will
               leave
               this
               man
               for
               a
               while
               to
               his
               businesse
               of
               more
               profit
               ,
               and
               I
               will
               proceed
               with
               the
               Cunny-catchers
               for
               their
               practizes
               .
            
             
               These
               Cunny-catchers
               are
               never
               idle
               :
               and
               therefore
               it
               followeth
               next
               to
               let
               you
               understand
               of
               a
               notable
               peece
               of
               service
               the
               said
               H.
               and
               S.
               plaid
               with
               a
               friend
               of
               mine
               .
            
             
               It
               happened
               my
               friend
               being
               some
               time
               in
               question
               ,
               could
               not
               misse
               but
               he
               must
               needes
               have
               acquaintance
               with
               these
               odde
               shavers
               :
               and
               thus
               it
               fell
               out
               .
               My
               friend
               being
               in
               a
               Taverne
               drinking
               with
               some
               of
               his
               acquaintance
               ,
               whilst
               they
               were
               drinking
               together
               ,
               in
               comes
               
                 H.
                 S.
              
               who
               presently
               used
               great
               courtesie
               to
               my
               friend
               :
               but
               to
               be
               short
               ,
               they
               tooke
               full
               survey
               of
               his
               weapons
               ,
               his
               good
               cloake
               ,
               and
               neat
               apparell
               ,
               which
               was
               enough
               for
               them
               to
               imagine
               that
               my
               friend
               had
               store
               of
               money
               :
               whereupon
               they
               asked
               if
               he
               would
               give
               them
               a
               Pottle
               of
               Wine
               ?
               which
               he
               willingly
               granted
               :
               and
               so
               after
               one
               Pottle
               ,
               he
               gave
               them
               another
               :
               the
               reckoning
               paid
               ,
               and
               the
               company
               ready
               to
               depart
               ,
               quoth
               S.
               to
               
                 E.
                 H
              
               I
               pr●y
               you
               hearke
               in
               your
               eare
               .
            
             
               Presently
               he
               whispereth
               .
               Thus
               it
               is
               ,
               my
               fellow
               hath
               a
               Warrant
               to
               take
               you
               :
               therefore
               in
               kindnesse
               I
               wish
               you
               to
               draw
               to
               your
               purse
               ,
               and
               give
               him
               an
               Angel
               to
               drinke
               ,
               and
               I
               will
               undertake
               he
               shall
               not
               see
               you
               at
               this
               time
               .
            
             
               My
               friend
               hearing
               his
               tale
               tend
               to
               a
               cunnicatching
               effect
               ,
               he
               begins
               to
               sweare
               they
               are
               cunnicatching
               Knaves
               ,
               and
               they
               shall
               not
               wrong
               him
               in
               any
               respect
               .
            
             
               To
               be
               short
               ,
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               sends
               for
               a
               Constable
               ,
               and
               charges
               the
               party
               aforesaid
               with
               fellony
               :
               the
               Constable
               
               knowing
               them
               to
               be
               in
               office
               (
               but
               not
               to
               be
               such
               bad
               fellows
               )
               he
               presently
               apprehendeth
               the
               party
               :
               which
               done
               ,
               the
               Cunnicatchers
               seeing
               the
               prisoner
               in
               safe
               keeping
               ,
               dis-furnished
               of
               his
               weapons
               ,
               they
               presently
               require
               the
               prisoner
               of
               the
               Constable
               ,
               and
               they
               will
               be
               his
               discharge
               :
               which
               the
               Constable
               did
               ,
               thinking
               no
               lesse
               then
               they
               were
               right
               honest
               men
               .
            
             
               Now
               marke
               what
               followed
               .
               As
               these
               two
               knaves
               were
               a
               bringing
               this
               party
               charged
               with
               fellony
               to
               Newgate
               ,
               one
               of
               them
               offereth
               yet
               for
               xx
               .
               s.
               to
               set
               him
               free
               :
               of
               which
               ,
               when
               the
               party
               had
               considered
               ,
               knowing
               though
               he
               were
               cleare
               of
               that
               he
               was
               charged
               ,
               yet
               if
               he
               lay
               in
               prison
               till
               the
               Sessions
               ,
               it
               would
               be
               greater
               charges
               .
               When
               he
               was
               on
               Newgate
               staires
               ready
               to
               goe
               into
               the
               Batle
               ,
               he
               was
               content
               to
               leave
               his
               Cloake
               ,
               that
               money
               he
               h●d
               in
               his
               purse
               ,
               and
               his
               weapons
               which
               were
               in
               the
               Constables
               hand
               pa●●e
               for
               the
               xr
               .
               s.
               which
               the
               Cunnycatchers
               tooke
               ,
               and
               discharged
               the
               prisoner
               without
               any
               more
               to
               doe
               .
            
             
               Not
               long
               after
               ,
               the
               aforesaid
               Cunnicatchers
               meet
               with
               this
               their
               Cunny
               of
               xx
               .
               s.
               price
               ,
               and
               another
               who
               was
               knowne
               to
               be
               ,
               as
               they
               terme
               him
               ,
               a
               good
               fellow
               about
               the
               towne
               in
               his
               company
               .
            
             
               And
               where
               meet
               they
               ,
               but
               in
               a
               Taverne
               not
               farre
               without
               Bishops
               Gate
               ,
               where
               these
               two
               poore
               Cunnies
               had
               spoken
               for
               Supper
               :
               amiddest
               their
               good
               cheere
               ,
               in
               comes
               H.
               and
               S.
               bidding
               them
               be
               merry
               with
               their
               fare
               .
               One
               of
               these
               two
               being
               an
               odde
               fellow
               ,
               and
               in
               dread
               of
               these
               Cunnicatchers
               ,
               knowing
               them
               very
               perfectly
               ,
               set
               on
               the
               best
               face
               hee
               could
               ,
               and
               bad
               them
               welcome
               ,
               intreating
               them
               to
               sit
               downe
               ,
               and
               doe
               as
               they
               did
               ,
               of
               which
               proffer
               the
               Cunnicathers
               accepted
               willingly
               ,
               and
               sate
               downe
               with
               them
               and
               eate
               and
               drunk
               merrily
               :
               supper
               being
               ended
               ,
               the
               reckoning
               was
               call'd
               for
               ,
               the
               shot
               paid
               ,
               and
               all
               things
               discharged
               ,
               the
               Cunnies
               would
               faine
               have
               beene
               gone
               .
            
             
               Nay
               ,
               quoth
               
                 N.
                 S.
              
               for
               of
               the
               two
               he
               was
               the
               grimmer
               Knave
               and
               had
               most
               skill
               to
               talke
               ,
               I
               must
               let
               you
               know
               that
               which
               indeed
               I
               am
               sorry
               to
               doe
               .
               Yet
               if
               you
               will
               doe
               your selves
               good
               ,
               you
               may
               use
               us
               well
               ,
               and
               we
               will
               not
               use
               
               you
               amisse
               ,
               to
               be
               short
               ,
               thus
               it
               is
               ,
               such
               a
               man
               was
               rob'd
               within
               this
               weeke
               ,
               and
               he
               hath
               got
               out
               a
               warrant
               for
               you
               two
               by
               name
               .
               He
               hath
               lost
               ten
               pounds
               :
               now
               if
               you
               will
               restore
               the
               money
               ,
               and
               bestow
               xx
               .
               s.
               on
               us
               two
               to
               drink
               for
               our
               pains
               ,
               we
               will
               undertake
               to
               satisfie
               the
               party
               and
               be
               your
               discharge
               ,
               if
               not
               ,
               we
               have
               a
               warrant
               ,
               and
               you
               must
               answer
               it
               at
               New-Gate
               .
            
             
               This
               backe
               reckoning
               is
               something
               sharpe
               ,
               but
               there
               is
               no
               remedy
               ,
               either
               pay
               so
               much
               money
               ,
               or
               else
               must
               a
               Constable
               be
               sent
               for
               ,
               and
               so
               to
               Newgate
               as
               round
               as
               a
               hoope
               .
            
             
               To
               be
               short
               ,
               this
               was
               the
               conclusion
               ,
               the
               Cunnies
               paid
               downe
               xi
               .
               l.
               every
               penny
               ,
               whereof
               ten
               pound
               was
               to
               be
               paid
               to
               the
               man
               in
               the
               moone
               ,
               for
               I
               dare
               take
               it
               upon
               my
               death
               ,
               neither
               of
               these
               Cunnies
               did
               offend
               any
               such
               man
               ,
               in
               manner
               as
               these
               knaves
               had
               charged
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               Zany
               .
            
             
               By
               your
               leave
               a
               word
               ,
               all
               this
               while
               you
               have
               not
               concluded
               what
               became
               of
               the
               first
               Cunny
               these
               edde
               shavers
               meet
               with
               ;
               I
               pray
               you
               be
               briefe
               ,
               and
               let
               us
               heare
               how
               he
               was
               ended
               withall
               ,
               and
               then
               you
               shall
               heare
               me
               tell
               you
               of
               wonders
               ,
               if
               these
               be
               held
               to
               be
               but
               of
               moment
               .
            
          
           
             
               Author
               .
            
             
               Well
               then
               to
               the
               first
               Cunny
               ;
               again
               at
               his
               time
               appointed
               ,
               he
               commeth
               to
               the
               wise
               man
               of
               Newgate
               to
               inquire
               what
               is
               done
               in
               his
               matter
               ,
               and
               at
               Newgate
               the
               Cunny
               findeth
               his
               adde
               acquaintance
               with
               
                 E.
                 H.
              
               who
               at
               the
               first
               sight
               hath
               the
               time
               of
               the
               day
               for
               him
               ,
               much
               curtesies
               ,
               but
               to
               the
               Taverne
               they
               must
               to
               debate
               the
               matter
               ,
               where
               they
               must
               have
               a
               pottle
               of
               the
               best
               .
               Whilest
               the
               Wine
               is
               a
               filling
               ,
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               sheweth
               what
               great
               paine
               he
               hath
               taken
               to
               come
               to
               the
               Theeves
               ,
               and
               how
               hardly
               they
               mist
               of
               them
               :
               but
               for
               it
               is
               best
               to
               use
               few
               words
               ,
               the
               Cunnycatcher
               from
               one
               day
               to
               another
               ,
               still
               driveth
               off
               the
               Cunny
               ,
               who
               is
               still
               in
               hope
               that
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               meaneth
               good
               faith
               ,
               whereas
               indeed
               he
               never
               made
               account
               what
               faith
               was
               :
               so
               to
               be
               short
               ,
               if
               the
               Theeves
               rob'd
               hi
               not
               some
               five
               or
               sixe
               pound
               ,
               he
               hath
               got
               ,
               or
               if
               he
               find
               where
               he
               is
               ,
               a
               dry
               shaving
               as
               much
               as
               forty
               or
               fifty
               shillings
               more
               .
            
             
               I
               tell
               thee
               Zany
               me
               thinkes
               these
               are
               notable
               villantes
               ,
               
               and
               pitty
               they
               should
               not
               be
               punished
               ,
               who
               live
               by
               no
               other
               meanes
               but
               practising
               such
               pranks
               as
               these
               be
               .
            
             
               Againe
               this
               is
               a
               generall
               rule
               to
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               ,
               that
               when
               or
               where
               he
               meets
               with
               such
               a
               one
               as
               hath
               beene
               at
               any
               time
               committed
               to
               Newgate
               ,
               if
               that
               fellow
               have
               good
               apparrell
               on
               his
               backe
               ,
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               taketh
               acquaintance
               of
               him
               ,
               and
               a
               quart
               of
               Wine
               they
               must
               needs
               drinke
               ,
               when
               the
               reckoning
               comes
               to
               payment
               ,
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               hath
               brought
               no
               money
               from
               home
               that
               day
               ,
               so
               by
               the
               others
               drawing
               of
               his
               purse
               to
               pay
               for
               the
               Wine
               ,
               he
               knoweth
               what
               lyning
               is
               in
               it
               ,
               then
               if
               he
               have
               money
               ,
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               is
               in
               hand
               with
               him
               for
               a
               Bribe
               ,
               some
               odde
               crowne
               or
               an
               Angel
               to
               drinke
               :
               if
               the
               man
               be
               in
               any
               fault
               ,
               fearing
               the
               worst
               ,
               he
               will
               not
               stand
               with
               him
               for
               a
               trifle
               :
               if
               he
               be
               in
               no
               fault
               ,
               perhaps
               he
               tels
               ,
               in
               faith
               you
               are
               deceived
               in
               me
               ,
               I
               am
               not
               he
               you
               take
               me
               for
               ,
               and
               so
               parteth
               and
               giveth
               him
               nothing
               .
            
             
               Presently
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               useth
               all
               meanes
               to
               know
               where
               he
               lies
               ,
               which
               when
               he
               hath
               done
               ,
               within
               a
               night
               or
               two
               away
               goes
               this
               knave
               with
               soone
               old
               warrant
               to
               the
               Constable
               of
               that
               liberty
               ,
               craving
               his
               aid
               to
               apprehend
               a
               bad
               fellow
               who
               is
               thought
               to
               have
               done
               much
               mischiefe
               ,
               but
               for
               a
               surety
               he
               avoucheth
               him
               for
               an
               arrand
               theefe
               ,
               &
               that
               he
               hath
               been
               in
               Newgate
               .
               Upon
               these
               speeches
               the
               Constable
               goes
               with
               this
               H.
               where
               the
               poore
               man
               lies
               ,
               and
               apprehends
               him
               and
               convaies
               him
               to
               Newgate
               ,
               laying
               some
               Iustices
               commandment
               on
               him
               ,
               where
               he
               lies
               till
               the
               Sessions
               ,
               unlesse
               he
               come
               off
               roundly
               with
               a
               bribe
               to
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               :
               but
               say
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               be
               mistaken
               in
               this
               fellowes
               purse
               ,
               and
               that
               he
               have
               not
               so
               much
               as
               he
               supposed
               ,
               yet
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               is
               so
               strong
               of
               faith
               ,
               that
               he
               will
               not
               beleeve
               the
               contrary
               :
               so
               by
               this
               meanes
               the
               poore
               man
               lyeth
               in
               prison
               till
               he
               be
               quite
               a
               begger
               ,
               without
               releasement
               till
               the
               Proclamation
               at
               the
               Sessions
               ,
               at
               which
               time
               he
               is
               not
               worth
               the
               ground
               he
               goes
               on
               ,
               neither
               knoweth
               he
               ,
               being
               utterly
               overthrowne
               ,
               how
               to
               have
               any
               remedy
               :
               which
               is
               pittifull
               and
               lamentable
               .
            
          
           
             
               Zany
               .
            
             
               I
               muse
               you
               should
               account
               of
               these
               trifling
               matters
               ,
               whereas
               indeed
               they
               are
               nothing
               in
               respect
               of
               the
               priz●●
               
               they
               have
               plaid
               ,
               and
               if
               you
               will
               give
               me
               leave
               a
               little
               ,
               I
               will
               come
               something
               nearer
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               then
               you
               have
               yet
               done
               .
            
          
           
             
               Author
               .
            
             
               I
               pray
               thee
               doe
               :
               yet
               I
               must
               needs
               tell
               thee
               I
               have
               bin
               too
               neare
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               ,
               and
               what
               I
               have
               spoken
               of
               him
               ,
               it
               is
               not
               onely
               with
               griefe
               but
               withsorrow
               to
               my
               heart
               ,
               and
               anguish
               of
               soule
               ,
               that
               these
               outrages
               should
               be
               committed
               ,
               to
               the
               utter
               undoing
               of
               so
               many
               ,
               as
               within
               this
               thirty
               yeares
               have
               beene
               :
               for
               so
               long
               did
               I
               heare
               one
               of
               these
               Uillaines
               vaunt
               he
               had
               beene
               in
               office
               about
               Newgate
               :
               and
               what
               I
               have
               done
               or
               said
               on
               this
               behalfe
               ,
               with
               my
               life
               and
               death
               ,
               I
               am
               ready
               to
               make
               proofe
               of
               it
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               true
               .
               This
               minde
               I
               beare
               ,
               that
               the
               Devill
               should
               have
               his
               due
               of
               these
               Knaves
               ,
               and
               I
               hold
               it
               my
               duty
               to
               reveale
               whatsoever
               is
               to
               the
               good
               of
               a
               Common-wealth
               :
               and
               so
               I
               will
               ,
               though
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               sweare
               to
               give
               me
               a
               cut
               in
               the
               leg
               for
               my
               labour
               ,
               and
               now
               Zany
               I
               pray
               thee
               goe
               forward
               .
            
             
               Gentlemen
               ,
               though
               I
               want
               eloquence
               ,
               yet
               you
               shall
               see
               I
               have
               a
               rowling
               tongue
               ,
               deepe
               knowledge
               ,
               and
               am
               a
               rare
               fellow
               to
               bewray
               many
               matters
               touching
               cunnicatching
               .
            
             
               Master
               Greene
               ,
               God
               be
               with
               thee
               ,
               for
               if
               thou
               hadst
               beene
               alive
               ,
               knowing
               what
               I
               know
               ,
               thou
               wouldst
               as
               well
               have
               made
               worke
               as
               matter
               ,
               but
               for
               my
               part
               ,
               I
               am
               a
               plaine
               fellow
               ,
               and
               what
               I
               know
               ,
               I
               will
               not
               be
               meale-mouthed
               ,
               but
               blab
               I
               wist
               ,
               and
               out
               it
               must
               :
               nay
               ,
               and
               out
               it
               shall
               ,
               for
               as
               the
               Comedian
               said
               ,
               
                 Plenus
                 rymarum
                 sum
              
               .
            
             
               I
               know
               twenty
               and
               twenty
               of
               these
               fine
               Cunnicatchers
               ,
               who
               learne
               of
               the
               Fencers
               to
               double
               a
               blow
               ,
               knowing
               what
               belongs
               to
               the
               button
               and
               the
               bob
               :
               yet
               for
               the
               Author
               hath
               onely
               used
               foure
               Letters
               for
               two
               names
               ,
               let
               them
               stand
               ,
               and
               when
               I
               name
               H
               he
               must
               thinke
               Zany
               can
               see
               whilst
               there
               is
               an
               eye
               in
               his
               head
               ,
               H.
               is
               aspirationis
               nota
               ,
               and
               no
               le●●●r
               indeed
               ,
               therefore
               I
               care
               not
               if
               this
               Cunnycatching
               H.
               were
               wip'd
               out
               of
               the
               Letters
               Row
               to
               h●ng
               on
               the
               Gallowes
               ,
               who
               is
               fitter
               to
               be
               a
               Sipher
               to
               make
               up
               a
               number
               at
               Tyborne
               ,
               then
               to
               be
               a
               man
               of
               so
               bad
               condition
               .
               As
               for
               a
               Pottle
               of
               Wine
               he
               cares
               not
               who
               he
               hang
               so
               he
               may
               have
               it
               ,
               if
               it
               be
               but
               the
               Wine
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               N.
               
            
             
               Is
               the
               first
               of
               the
               second
               name
               the
               Author
               useth
               .
               No
               Knave
               I
               warrant
               you
               :
               and
               as
               for
               S.
               if
               he
               be
               in
               some
               sort
               a
               Knave
               to
               be
               proved
               ,
               he
               will
               be
               contented
               ,
               nay
               ,
               he
               must
               in
               spight
               of
               his
               teeth
               disgest
               the
               name
               of
               a
               Cunnicatcher
               ,
               for
               by
               that
               are
               y●
               being
               not
               worth
               a
               groat
               a
               yeare
               ,
               he
               is
               able
               by
               his
               fine
               wit
               to
               maintaine
               himselfe
               in
               his
               Satin
               Doublet
               ,
               Uelvet
               Hose
               ,
               his
               Hat
               lin●d
               with
               Uelvet
               ,
               his
               Silke
               stocke
               ,
               his
               Rapie●
               and
               Dagger
               gilt
               ,
               his
               golden
               Brouch
               ,
               and
               all
               things
               correspondent
               as
               might
               seeme
               a
               man
               both
               of
               wit
               and
               living
               .
               And
               now
               I
               ,
               according
               to
               my
               promise
               to
               the
               Author
               ,
               will
               have
               a
               cast
               at
               these
               fine
               Cunnicatchers
               ,
               and
               I
               will
               not
               slander
               them
               in
               any
               wise
               ,
               but
               speake
               the
               truth
               unto
               death
               .
               If
               I
               say
               more
               then
               I
               will
               prove
               ,
               I
               will
               never
               bid
               you
               trust
               Zany
               againe
               .
            
             
               Not
               long
               since
               at
               a
               Tylting
               upon
               triumph
               on
               the
               Coronation
               day
               :
               many
               good
               Subjects
               with
               ioy
               assembled
               the
               place
               of
               Triumph
               ,
               aswell
               reioycing
               to
               see
               the
               Queenes
               most
               Excellent
               Maiestie
               ,
               as
               also
               to
               see
               the
               Tylting
               performed
               ,
               by
               sundry
               Noble
               and
               Right
               Honourable
               personages
               .
            
             
               Amongst
               the
               rest
               ,
               there
               comes
               a
               woman
               with
               six
               pounds
               in
               her
               purse
               ,
               which
               the
               Cutpurse
               met
               withall
               ,
               she
               ,
               as
               it
               seemed
               ,
               having
               more
               minde
               on
               the
               pleasures
               of
               the
               present
               day
               and
               time
               ,
               then
               she
               had
               of
               her
               purse
               .
            
             
               The
               Iusts
               ended
               for
               that
               day
               ,
               the
               woman
               thinking
               all
               had
               been
               well
               ,
               takes
               her
               way
               homewards
               with
               a
               friend
               of
               hers
               ,
               yet
               by
               the
               way
               ,
               this
               good
               woman
               must
               needs
               drinke
               with
               her
               friend
               a
               Pint
               of
               Wine
               :
               but
               here
               was
               the
               mischiefe
               ,
               when
               the
               Wine
               was
               to
               be
               paid
               for
               ,
               the
               woman
               mist
               her
               purse
               ,
               and
               looking
               on
               the
               strings
               ,
               with
               a
               cold
               heart
               she
               might
               perceive
               her
               purse
               was
               cut
               away
               .
            
             
               Her
               friend
               to
               comfort
               her
               bad
               her
               take
               no
               thought
               ,
               for
               he
               knew
               a
               man
               wou●d
               helpe
               her
               to
               her
               purse
               again
               ,
               and
               saith
               he
               ,
               we
               will
               presently
               go
               to
               him
               ,
               for
               I
               know
               where
               he
               dwels
               .
            
             
               The
               woman
               thanked
               her
               friend
               for
               his
               courteous
               offer
               ,
               and
               away
               they
               goe
               to
               
                 E.
                 H
              
               his
               house
               ,
               where
               they
               found
               him
               ,
               to
               whom
               they
               brake
               the
               matter
               wholly
               how
               it
               was
               ,
               desiring
               his
               helpe
               .
               Presently
               he
               had
               them
               in
               the
               wind
               ,
               and
               bad
               
               them
               welcome
               ,
               promising
               that
               if
               they
               would
               content
               him
               for
               his
               paines
               he
               would
               doe
               her
               good
               ,
               asking
               her
               what
               she
               will
               willingly
               bestow
               to
               have
               her
               money
               againe
               .
               At
               the
               first
               word
               she
               offered
               him
               forty
               shillings
               .
               All
               this
               was
               well
               ,
               and
               they
               agreed
               to
               meet
               next
               day
               about
               White
               Hall
               ,
               where
               they
               shall
               have
               answer
               to
               their
               content
               :
               and
               so
               after
               they
               had
               drunke
               a
               quart
               of
               Wine
               at
               the
               Taverne
               ,
               for
               that
               might
               they
               parted
               .
               The
               next
               day
               ,
               according
               to
               promise
               they
               met
               ,
               and
               this
               
                 E.
                 H.
              
               had
               in
               his
               company
               a
               man
               ,
               who
               he
               said
               was
               a
               Constable
               ,
               but
               whether
               he
               said
               truely
               or
               no
               ,
               I
               will
               not
               say
               ,
               but
               to
               the
               matter
               :
               They
               appoint
               the
               woman
               to
               go
               to
               a
               friends
               house
               hard
               by
               ,
               and
               she
               should
               heare
               more
               anone
               .
               Away
               went
               she
               ,
               as
               they
               had
               appointed
               her
               ,
               and
               away
               go
               they
               to
               looke
               for
               Cutpurses
               .
            
             
               I
               warrant
               you
               they
               sought
               not
               long
               ,
               but
               there
               they
               met
               with
               a
               Cutpurse
               ,
               whom
               they
               take
               by
               the
               sleeve
               :
               and
               there
               they
               meet
               with
               another
               as
               good
               a
               Cutpurse
               as
               the
               former
               ,
               and
               so
               they
               take
               at
               the
               least
               a
               dozen
               Cutpurses
               :
               which
               when
               they
               have
               done
               ,
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               begins
               to
               raile
               mightily
               ,
               swearing
               they
               shall
               some
               of
               them
               be
               hanged
               :
               but
               to
               prison
               they
               shall
               all
               goe
               ,
               unlesse
               this
               money
               be
               had
               againe
               ,
               she
               wing
               a
               Warrant
               ,
               or
               a
               peece
               of
               Paper
               at
               the
               least
               :
               which
               is
               sufficient
               to
               beare
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               harmelesse
               ,
               as
               he
               saith
               .
            
             
               Now
               the
               Cutpurses
               ,
               though
               they
               be
               all
               cleare
               of
               this
               matter
               ,
               yet
               they
               begin
               to
               quake
               for
               feare
               ,
               offering
               rather
               then
               they
               will
               goe
               to
               prison
               ,
               they
               will
               make
               up
               the
               money
               ,
               so
               that
               
                 E.
                 H.
              
               will
               promise
               to
               give
               it
               them
               againe
               when
               the
               Cutpurse
               shall
               be
               knowne
               ,
               who
               cut
               the
               Purse
               indeed
               .
               This
               motion
               the
               Cunnicatcher
               liketh
               indifferently
               :
               and
               so
               of
               these
               dozen
               of
               Cutpurses
               ,
               he
               taketh
               of
               some
               more
               ,
               and
               of
               some
               lesse
               ,
               that
               the
               summe
               is
               largely
               made
               up
               :
               which
               done
               ,
               they
               are
               all
               discharged
               ,
               marry
               they
               must
               have
               some
               twenty
               shillings
               overplus
               for
               their
               paines
               and
               kindnesse
               shewed
               to
               the
               Cutpurses
               ,
               all
               which
               is
               granted
               .
            
             
               To
               be
               short
               ,
               no
               Cutpurse
               scap'd
               their
               hands
               ,
               but
               he
               paid
               a
               share
               ,
               so
               that
               there
               was
               gathered
               the
               first
               day
               at
               the
               least
               ten
               pounds
               amongst
               Cutpurses
               ,
               and
               the
               next
               day
               this
               
                 E.
                 H.
              
               
               met
               with
               the
               Cutpurse
               ,
               who
               cut
               the
               purse
               indeed
               ,
               of
               whom
               he
               tooke
               the
               money
               ,
               with
               the
               vantage
               ,
               and
               let
               him
               goe
               ,
               without
               answering
               the
               matter
               :
               and
               to
               conclude
               ,
               the
               woman
               had
               foure
               pound
               of
               her
               money
               againe
               ,
               and
               so
               the
               matter
               was
               no
               more
               spoken
               of
               .
            
             
               I
               thinke
               this
               was
               a
               peece
               of
               knavery
               ,
               if
               you
               talke
               of
               knavery
               ,
               and
               yet
               this
               is
               no
               knavery
               in
               respect
               of
               that
               I
               wil
               shew
               you
               in
               this
               next
               discovery
               of
               their
               Cunny-catching
               .
            
             
               At
               the
               Tearme
               time
               ,
               these
               fellowes
               H.
               and
               S.
               haue
               had
               great
               booties
               by
               their
               practises
               in
               this
               Art
               ,
               and
               this
               is
               their
               manner
               .
            
             
               In
               the
               morning
               away
               they
               go
               to
               Westminster
               hall
               ,
               where
               they
               know
               the
               Cutpurse
               will
               be
               about
               his
               businesse
               ,
               but
               the
               Cunny
               catchers
               are
               not
               without
               a
               couple
               ,
               who
               are
               their
               consorts
               :
               who
               as
               soone
               as
               they
               come
               to
               the
               Hall
               ,
               thrust
               in
               amongst
               the
               thickest
               ,
               and
               there
               they
               listen
               to
               heare
               if
               any
               purse
               were
               cut
               that
               day
               .
            
             
               Likewise
               ,
               the
               Cunny-catchers
               ,
               they
               take
               their
               standings
               one
               of
               them
               at
               the
               water
               side
               ,
               the
               other
               in
               some
               close
               place
               ,
               at
               another
               Gate
               :
               so
               that
               lightly
               a
               Cutpurse
               cannot
               come
               out
               of
               the
               Hall
               ,
               but
               one
               of
               them
               shall
               spie
               him
               ,
               and
               take
               him
               by
               the
               sleeue
               ,
               if
               the
               Cutpurse
               haue
               done
               any
               thing
               ,
               word
               is
               presently
               brought
               to
               the
               Taverne
               ,
               whither
               the
               Cunny
               and
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               are
               gone
               to
               drinke
               .
               Now
               if
               it
               be
               some
               small
               summe
               ,
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               sheweth
               the
               Cunny
               a
               good
               countenance
               ;
               but
               if
               it
               be
               a
               large
               summe
               ,
               as
               sixe
               pounds
               ,
               or
               vpwards
               ,
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               dissembling
               his
               intent
               ,
               will
               not
               stay
               but
               the
               drinking
               of
               a
               pottle
               of
               Wine
               .
            
             
               The
               Cutpurse
               intreats
               their
               company
               ,
               and
               offereth
               both
               Wine
               and
               a
               breakefast
               ,
               but
               all
               is
               in
               vaine
               ,
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               will
               not
               tarry
               ,
               swearing
               a
               great
               oath
               ,
               he
               is
               sorry
               that
               it
               was
               his
               chance
               to
               see
               this
               Cunny
               or
               Cut-purse
               this
               day
               ,
               for
               there
               is
               a
               mischiefe
               done
               ,
               and
               he
               f●●res
               some
               will
               smoake
               for
               it
               .
               At
               this
               the
               Cutpurse
               is
               af●ard
               ,
               but
               he
               for
               that
               time
               scapeth
               their
               fingers
               ,
               for
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               will
               t●rry
               no
               longer
               .
            
             
               Now
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               sendeth
               presently
               one
               of
               his
               
               company
               to
               seeke
               out
               the
               party
               who
               had
               his
               purse
               cut
               ,
               which
               he
               performeth
               with
               diligence
               ,
               and
               meeting
               with
               him
               ,
               hee
               tells
               the
               party
               ,
               that
               he
               heard
               he
               lost
               his
               purse
               at
               Westminster
               ,
               and
               if
               he
               will
               be
               advised
               by
               him
               ,
               he
               will
               helpe
               him
               to
               the
               most
               of
               his
               Money
               againe
               .
            
             
               This
               honest
               man
               glad
               to
               haue
               part
               againe
               of
               his
               money
               ,
               offereth
               at
               first
               word
               ,
               the
               one
               halfe
               to
               have
               the
               other
               ,
               assuring
               this
               odd
               fellow
               for
               certainty
               ,
               that
               he
               lost
               ten
               pounds
               .
            
             
               Well
               (
               saith
               this
               Factor
               for
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               )
               if
               your
               leasure
               wil
               serue
               to
               go
               with
               me
               ,
               I
               wil
               bring
               you
               to
               one
               doth
               partly
               know
               who
               cut
               your
               purse
               ,
               therefore
               it
               is
               your
               way
               to
               follow
               his
               counsaile
               ,
               and
               I
               warrant
               you
               ,
               my
               life
               for
               it
               ,
               but
               you
               shall
               haue
               your
               desire
               .
            
             
               Hereat
               the
               honest
               man
               is
               glad
               ,
               and
               willingly
               goeth
               along
               with
               him
               to
               a
               place
               where
               he
               knoweth
               
                 E.
                 H
              
               abideth
               his
               comming
               :
               Now
               being
               met
               ,
               the
               Wiseman
               of
               Newgate
               begins
               at
               the
               first
               dash
               ,
               to
               tell
               them
               whereabout
               they
               come
               ,
               even
               in
               as
               ample
               manner
               ,
               as
               if
               the
               man
               who
               had
               his
               purse
               cut
               ,
               had
               told
               the
               tale
               himselfe
               .
            
             
               No
               marvell
               though
               the
               Countrey
               man
               doe
               wonder
               a
               while
               at
               the
               matter
               ,
               but
               in
               the
               ende
               ,
               he
               telleth
               him
               it
               is
               so
               indeede
               ,
               and
               according
               to
               the
               first
               motion
               they
               agree
               ,
               which
               is
               the
               one
               halfe
               for
               the
               other
               :
               the
               Countrey
               man
               willing
               to
               referre
               the
               matter
               wholly
               to
               this
               Cunny-catchers
               discretion
               .
            
             
               Then
               away
               goes
               the
               Countrey
               man
               with
               H.
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               ,
               to
               a
               Iustice
               ,
               to
               whom
               he
               signifieth
               in
               every
               respect
               ,
               how
               his
               purse
               was
               cut
               ,
               desiring
               of
               the
               Iustice
               a
               Warrant
               to
               take
               vp
               all
               suspected
               persons
               :
               of
               which
               motion
               the
               Iustice
               intending
               to
               doe
               Iustice
               ,
               grants
               his
               Warrant
               ,
               and
               giues
               it
               to
               H.
               willing
               him
               to
               certifie
               him
               what
               shall
               bee
               done
               on
               that
               behalfe
               ,
               as
               the
               Warrant
               intendeth
               .
            
             
               This
               Warrant
               obtained
               ,
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               is
               as
               pleasant
               as
               a
               Pye
               ,
               taking
               his
               leaue
               of
               the
               Iustice
               ,
               away
               goes
               the
               Countrey
               man
               ,
               and
               his
               good
               friends
               with
               him
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Taverne
               straight
               ,
               where
               they
               spend
               some
               time
               in
               drinking
               a
               pottle
               of
               the
               best
               wine
               ,
               which
               the
               Countrey
               man
               must
               pay
               for
               :
               which
               done
               ,
               H.
               taketh
               his
               leaue
               of
               his
               Client
               ,
               promising
               
               him
               not
               to
               be
               slacke
               in
               his
               businesse
               ;
               which
               done
               they
               part
               ,
               the
               Countrey
               man
               to
               his
               lodging
               ,
               or
               as
               his
               occasion
               serveth
               ,
               and
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               about
               his
               faculty
               .
            
             
               Now
               woe
               to
               the
               Cutpurses
               ,
               for
               as
               H.
               happeneth
               to
               meet
               with
               them
               ,
               they
               must
               to
               Newgate
               ,
               shewing
               warrant
               sufficient
               for
               a
               greater
               matter
               .
            
             
               But
               you
               must
               take
               notice
               ,
               that
               of
               a
               dozen
               or
               sixteene
               Cut-purses
               who
               he
               hath
               apprehended
               ,
               he
               is
               sure
               enough
               that
               hee
               which
               cut
               the
               purse
               indeed
               shall
               be
               none
               of
               them
               .
            
             
               This
               honest
               company
               of
               Cutpurses
               being
               all
               in
               Newgate
               H.
               goes
               presently
               and
               certifies
               the
               Iustice
               ,
               what
               a
               sort
               of
               notable
               Theeues
               he
               hath
               taken
               ,
               desiring
               the
               Iustice
               to
               send
               for
               them
               at
               his
               pleasure
               ,
               to
               examine
               them
               about
               the
               Countrey
               mans
               purse
               ,
               assuring
               the
               Iustice
               that
               they
               are
               cunning
               Theeues
               ,
               and
               that
               he
               dare
               lay
               his
               life
               ,
               they
               will
               confesse
               nothing
               :
               which
               indeed
               the
               Iustice
               findeth
               true
               :
               for
               they
               being
               axamined
               ,
               will
               confesse
               as
               much
               as
               nere
               a
               whit
               .
            
             
               To
               Newgate
               away
               they
               goe
               againe
               ,
               where
               they
               make
               all
               meanes
               to
               H.
               to
               stand
               their
               friend
               ,
               shewing
               their
               innocencie
               :
               yet
               rather
               then
               they
               will
               lye
               in
               prison
               ,
               one
               offereth
               ten
               shillings
               ,
               another
               twenty
               shillings
               ,
               some
               more
               ,
               some
               lesse
               ,
               as
               they
               are
               of
               ability
               :
               offering
               farther
               ,
               to
               giue
               besides
               the
               summe
               ,
               every
               one
               something
               to
               H
               for
               his
               good
               word
               to
               the
               Iustice
               ,
               that
               they
               may
               be
               set
               at
               liberty
               .
            
             
               Now
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               hath
               the
               matter
               as
               he
               would
               wish
               it
               ,
               and
               taking
               their
               money
               first
               ,
               he
               presently
               goes
               to
               the
               Iustice
               ,
               and
               certifieth
               him
               ,
               that
               these
               which
               he
               hath
               apprehended
               ,
               did
               none
               of
               them
               cut
               the
               purse
               :
               and
               for
               he
               hath
               gotten
               knowledge
               who
               did
               ,
               he
               desireth
               that
               they
               may
               be
               bayled
               .
            
             
               The
               Iustice
               glad
               to
               heare
               the
               truth
               is
               knowne
               ,
               is
               willing
               to
               set
               them
               at
               libertie
               ,
               which
               vpon
               their
               Baile
               he
               granteth
               ,
               Of
               this
               money
               the
               Countrey
               man
               hath
               never
               a
               penny
               ,
               and
               all
               these
               Cutpurses
               are
               set
               at
               liberty
               .
            
             
               Which
               done
               ,
               H
               seeketh
               diligently
               for
               the
               Cutpurse
               ,
               who
               did
               the
               matter
               indeed
               :
               with
               whom
               when
               he
               meeteth
               ,
               he
               spareth
               not
               to
               tell
               him
               how
               sore
               the
               Iustice
               is
               against
               him
               ,
               and
               how
               earnestly
               the
               Countrey
               man
               will
               pursue
               the
               Law
               :
               and
               
               further
               he
               sweareth
               ,
               that
               some
               of
               them
               who
               were
               in
               Newgate
               told
               the
               Iustice
               plainely
               ,
               that
               he
               cut
               the
               purse
               .
            
             
               This
               peale
               rings
               nothing
               well
               in
               the
               Cutpurses
               eares
               ,
               who
               can
               find
               no
               favour
               ,
               but
               to
               Newgate
               :
               yet
               vpon
               intreaty
               made
               by
               the
               Cutpurse
               ,
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               promiseth
               ,
               that
               for
               his
               part
               he
               will
               doe
               him
               any
               good
               he
               can
               ,
               wishing
               the
               Cutpurse
               ,
               as
               he
               is
               wise
               enough
               ,
               so
               it
               were
               good
               for
               him
               to
               hold
               his
               owne
               ,
               and
               confesse
               nothing
               so
               the
               Iustice
               ,
               what
               proofe
               so
               ever
               come
               against
               him
               ,
               and
               in
               so
               doing
               ,
               it
               may
               lye
               in
               his
               power
               to
               doe
               him
               good
               :
               telling
               him
               further
               ,
               that
               the
               man
               who
               lost
               the
               money
               ,
               though
               he
               be
               sore
               bent
               against
               him
               ,
               yet
               he
               will
               partly
               be
               ruled
               by
               him
               .
            
             
               Well
               to
               Newgate
               marcheth
               this
               H.
               with
               his
               Cutpurse
               :
               where
               he
               to
               welcome
               him
               for
               his
               faire
               words
               ,
               hee
               clappeth
               on
               his
               legges
               a
               good
               paire
               of
               Boults
               and
               Shakles
               :
               which
               done
               ,
               he
               sendeth
               for
               the
               Countrey
               man
               ,
               and
               telleth
               him
               of
               these
               good
               tydings
               ,
               how
               the
               Theefe
               is
               taken
               ,
               and
               how
               he
               hath
               vsed
               him
               .
            
             
               The
               next
               way
               they
               take
               ,
               is
               to
               the
               Iustice
               ,
               to
               whom
               H.
               signifieth
               how
               the
               case
               standeth
               ,
               railing
               mightily
               against
               the
               Cutpurse
               ,
               even
               in
               the
               worst
               manner
               he
               can
               devise
               :
               saying
               ,
               it
               will
               be
               evidently
               proved
               that
               he
               cut
               the
               purse
               ,
               &
               none
               but
               he
               :
               further
               he
               requesteth
               that
               the
               Cutpurse
               may
               bee
               examined
               .
               The
               Cutpurse
               is
               sent
               for
               ,
               who
               to
               every
               question
               the
               Iustice
               can
               demand
               ,
               having
               taken
               out
               his
               lesson
               (
               confesse
               and
               bee
               hang'd
               )
               hath
               his
               answer
               ready
               ,
               so
               that
               there
               can
               be
               no
               advantage
               taken
               by
               his
               examination
               .
            
             
               The
               Iustice
               returneth
               him
               to
               Newgate
               againe
               ,
               to
               abide
               till
               the
               next
               Sessions
               ,
               requiring
               the
               party
               to
               bee
               bound
               to
               giue
               evidence
               against
               him
               :
               but
               the
               countrey
               man
               dwelling
               farre
               from
               London
               ,
               and
               it
               being
               long
               to
               the
               next
               Law-day
               ,
               alledgeth
               ,
               he
               cannot
               be
               in
               the
               Citie
               at
               that
               time
               ,
               for
               he
               is
               a
               poore
               man
               ,
               and
               hath
               great
               occasion
               of
               businesse
               ,
               so
               that
               he
               cannot
               be
               there
               to
               giue
               evidence
               ,
               neither
               can
               he
               say
               if
               he
               would
               ,
               any
               thing
               against
               that
               party
               :
               for
               so
               farre
               as
               he
               can
               remember
               ,
               he
               never
               saw
               that
               fellow
               before
               in
               his
               life
               .
            
             
               Yet
               H.
               promiseth
               ,
               that
               it
               will
               be
               proved
               against
               the
               Cutpurse
               :
               
               so
               the
               Countrey
               man
               and
               H.
               take
               their
               leaues
               of
               the
               Iustice
               ,
               making
               shew
               as
               though
               they
               would
               come
               againe
               ,
               though
               it
               be
               no
               part
               of
               H.
               his
               meaning
               .
            
             
               H.
               goeth
               straight
               to
               Newgate
               ,
               where
               he
               fals
               in
               hand
               with
               the
               Cutpurse
               ,
               swearing
               vnto
               him
               by
               his
               honesty
               ,
               that
               hee
               hath
               laboured
               ●he
               party
               who
               had
               his
               purse
               cut
               ,
               to
               take
               his
               money
               again
               ,
               and
               not
               to
               give
               evidence
               against
               him
               ,
               assuring
               him
               with
               many
               oathes
               ,
               that
               if
               he
               m●y
               haue
               his
               money
               againe
               ,
               he
               will
               presently
               go
               out
               of
               the
               towne
               .
               The
               Cutpurse
               taking
               H.
               his
               hand
               ,
               that
               no
               man
               shal
               giue
               Evidence
               against
               him
               at
               the
               Sessions
               ,
               doth
               presently
               send
               abroad
               to
               his
               friends
               for
               the
               money
               :
               which
               as
               soone
               as
               it
               commeth
               ,
               he
               deliver●th
               to
               H.
               and
               withall
               a
               large
               overplus
               ,
               because
               he
               will
               bee
               sure
               of
               H.
               his
               favour
               .
            
             
               This
               done
               H.
               goes
               to
               the
               Countrey
               man
               ,
               and
               fels
               him
               ,
               he
               got
               no
               more
               but
               six
               or
               seven
               pounds
               ,
               of
               which
               if
               he
               will
               accept
               ,
               and
               proceed
               no
               further
               against
               the
               party
               ,
               he
               hath
               it
               to
               pay
               him
               :
               marry
               he
               will
               not
               be
               knowne
               to
               the
               Countrey
               man
               ,
               but
               that
               he
               had
               that
               money
               of
               some
               friends
               of
               the
               cutpurses
               ,
               who
               vpon
               the
               former
               condition
               ,
               is
               willing
               it
               should
               be
               paid
               ,
               if
               not
               to
               haue
               his
               money
               againe
               .
            
             
               The
               countrey
               man
               having
               haste
               out
               of
               the
               City
               ,
               is
               glad
               to
               take
               it
               :
               out
               of
               which
               summe
               ,
               if
               it
               be
               seven
               pounds
               ,
               H.
               must
               haue
               halfe
               :
               so
               that
               the
               poore
               man
               of
               ten
               pounds
               ,
               hath
               but
               three
               pounds
               ten
               shillings
               ,
               whereas
               the
               Cunny-catcher
               by
               this
               account
               hath
               got
               at
               one
               hand
               and
               an
               other
               ,
               very
               neere
               forty
               Markes
               :
               the
               money
               shard●
               ,
               the
               Countrey
               man
               takes
               Horse
               ,
               and
               away
               he
               rides
               :
               Againe
               H.
               his
               mouth
               is
               stopt
               ,
               and
               the
               next
               Sessions
               the
               Cutpurse
               is
               quit
               by
               Proclamation
               ,
               no
               man
               being
               there
               to
               giue
               evidence
               against
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               Author
               .
            
             
               O
               wonderfull
               peece
               of
               villany
               .
               I
               will
               trouble
               thee
               no
               further
               ,
               thou
               hast
               told
               enough
               ,
               and
               I
               will
               tell
               no
               more
               :
               who
               heares
               but
               this
               which
               is
               already
               spoken
               ,
               will
               hold
               these
               knaues
               for
               execr●ble
               U●rlets
               .
               So
               for
               this
               time
               I
               will
               commend
               thee
               to
               thy
               other
               businesse
               ,
               wishing
               thy
               liberty
               as
               I
               doe
               mine
               owne
               :
               and
               if
               thou
               haue
               occasion
               ,
               command
               me
               to
               doe
               thee
               good
               ,
               if
               it
               lye
               in
               my
               power
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               Zany
               .
            
             
               Sir
               ,
               I
               thanke
               you
               for
               your
               courteous
               offer
               :
               but
               yet
               I
               must
               tel
               you
               ,
               I
               could
               tell
               twenty
               such
               prancks
               as
               these
               are
               ,
               which
               these
               Cunny-catching
               fellowes
               haue
               played
               :
               but
               indeed
               they
               keepe
               one
               order
               almost
               ,
               in
               performing
               them
               all
               :
               but
               since
               you
               think
               here
               is
               inough
               ,
               I
               will
               say
               no
               more
               ,
               and
               so
               fare
               you
               well
               .
            
          
           
             
               Author
               .
            
             
               Thus
               haue
               you
               heard
               ,
               gentle
               Reader
               ,
               how
               at
               large
               this
               Blacke
               Dogge
               is
               desciphered
               :
               which
               Dogge
               as
               he
               is
               ,
               is
               worthy
               of
               your
               generall
               hate
               :
               but
               for
               I
               haue
               with
               paines
               concluded
               my
               Booke
               vnder
               that
               title
               ,
               I
               will
               not
               request
               you
               according
               to
               the
               old
               Proverbe
               ,
               Loue
               me
               ,
               Loue
               my
               Hound
               :
               but
               onely
               ,
               loue
               me
               ,
               and
               hang
               my
               Dogge
               ,
               for
               he
               is
               not
               worthy
               so
               good
               a
               name
               as
               a
               Hound
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           Certaine
           fearefull
           Visions
           a
           p●aring
           to
           the
           Authour
           of
           this
           Booke
           ,
           most
           worthy
           to
           bee
           noted
           .
        
         
           
             WHen
             as
             blacke
             Titan
             with
             his
             duskie
             robe
             ,
          
           
             Had
             Tellus
             clouded
             with
             his
             curtaines
             night
             ,
          
           
             Faire
             Phoebus
             peering
             vnderneath
             earths
             globe
             ,
          
           
             With
             winged
             Steeds
             hence
             takes
             his
             course
             aright
             .
          
           
             Titan
             hee
             leaues
             to
             beare
             imperiall
             sway
             ,
          
           
             Commanding
             Night
             ,
             as
             Phoebus
             did
             the
             day
             .
          
        
         
           
             The
             fiery
             Chariot
             posteth
             under
             ground
             ,
          
           
             With
             Titans
             Mantle
             all
             the
             Earth
             is
             spread
             ,
          
           
             And
             wreathes
             of
             Ieat
             about
             his
             temples
             bound
             :
          
           
             Earths
             Cell
             coale
             blacke
             ,
             sweet
             Morpheus
             calls
             to
             bed
             ,
          
           
             No
             time
             to
             walke
             ,
             to
             sport
             ,
             to
             game
             ,
             to
             see
             ,
          
           
             I
             did
             obey
             ,
             that
             must
             commanded
             bee
             .
          
        
         
           
             Layd
             in
             my
             bed
             ,
             I
             'gan
             for
             to
             recount
          
           
             A
             thousand
             things
             which
             had
             been
             in
             my
             time
             :
          
           
             My
             birth
             ,
             my
             youth
             ,
             my
             woes
             ,
             which
             all
             surmount
             ,
          
           
             My
             life
             ,
             my
             losse
             ,
             my
             libertie
             ,
             my
             crime
             :
          
           
             Then
             where
             I
             was
             ,
             unto
             my
             minde
             recalling
             ,
          
           
             Me
             thought
             Earth
             gap'd
             ,
             and
             I
             to
             Hell
             was
             falling
             .
          
        
         
           
             Amidst
             these
             feares
             that
             all
             my
             senses
             cumber
             ,
          
           
             Care
             clos'd
             mine
             eyes
             ,
             and
             sorrow
             wr●ng
             my
             heart
             :
          
           
             Opprest
             with
             griefe
             ,
             mine
             eye-lids
             'gan
             to
             slumber
             ,
          
           
             But
             borne
             to
             woes
             ,
             must
             of
             more
             woes
             have
             part
             .
          
           
           
             A
             thousand
             Furies
             to
             my
             heart
             appearing
             ,
          
           
             That
             did
             affright
             my
             soule
             with
             ugly
             searing
             .
          
        
         
           
             Thus
             lay
             I
             long
             beholding
             Hell
             and
             Devills
             ,
          
           
             Agast
             with
             mazes
             ,
             almost
             dead
             in
             feares
             ,
          
           
             Not
             knowing
             how
             to
             rid
             mee
             from
             the
             evills
             :
          
           
             They
             shew
             in
             action
             ,
             and
             in
             lookes
             appeares
             ,
          
           
             One
             Anticke
             monster
             ,
             hidious
             ,
             foule
             and
             grim
             ,
          
           
             Me
             most
             appall'd
             ,
             and
             most
             I
             lookt
             at
             him
             .
          
        
         
           
             Thought
             I
             at
             last
             ,
             I
             will
             cry
             out
             for
             ayd
             ,
          
           
             Striving
             to
             crie
             neere
             dead
             ,
             affright
             with
             feare
             ,
          
           
             I
             heard
             a
             voyce
             ,
             which
             like
             an
             Angell
             sayd
             :
          
           
             Bee
             not
             dismayd
             ,
             for
             thou
             shalt
             see
             and
             heare
          
           
             Men
             devils
             ,
             devils
             men
             ,
             one
             both
             ,
             both
             all
             del●ding
             :
          
           
             Worlds
             evils
             ,
             wrack
             then
             ,
             sheeps
             cloth
             ,
             wolves
             pray
             concluding
             .
          
        
         
           
             Hearing
             a
             voyce
             ,
             my
             heart
             was
             much
             revived
             ,
          
           
             Noting
             the
             words
             ,
             I
             did
             some
             courage
             take
             :
          
           
             But
             sudden
             ioyes
             hath
             sudden
             woes
             atchieved
             ,
          
           
             A
             sudden
             noyse
             this
             hellish
             crew
             did
             make
             ,
          
           
             Threatning
             by
             shewes
             as
             though
             they
             would
             devoure
          
           
             My
             life
             and
             soule
             ,
             subdued
             by
             terrors
             power
             .
          
        
         
           
             Thought
             checkt
             my
             mind
             ,
             feares
             senses
             all
             amazing
             ,
          
           
             Hell
             broken
             loose
             ,
             eyes
             visions
             furies
             affrighting
             ,
          
           
             Subdu'd
             earths
             powers
             ,
             upreares
             hearts
             insight
             a
             gazing
             ,
          
           
             Terror
             of
             minde
             with
             hope
             ,
             cries
             feares
             faint
             arighting
             :
          
           
             Helpe
             me
             orequelled
             :
             waking
             with
             dread
             ,
             I
             espied
          
           
             Grac'd
             gracious
             Minerva
             ,
             who
             thus
             to
             my
             outery
             replyed
             :
          
        
         
           
             FEare
             not
             at
             all
             ,
             nor
             saint
             thou
             with
             beholding
             :
          
           
             But
             light
             thy
             Lampe
             ,
             and
             take
             thy
             Pen
             in
             hand
             ,
          
           
             Write
             what
             thou
             feest
             ,
             thy
             Uisions
             all
             unfolding
             ,
          
           
             I
             will
             direct
             ,
             and
             let
             thee
             understand
             ,
          
           
             What
             all
             these
             Hell
             hounds
             shadow
             by
             appearing
             ,
          
           
             Uiew
             thou
             their
             worst
             ,
             and
             then
             write
             of
             their
             fearing
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             Subdu'd
             by
             words
             ,
             which
             did
             all
             works
             exceed
             ,
          
           
             Ravisht
             with
             joyes
             ,
             such
             feature
             to
             behold
             ,
          
           
             Abjecting
             feare
             ,
             my
             glutted
             eyes
             I
             feed
             ,
          
           
             Upon
             her
             brightnesse
             which
             all
             harmes
             control'd
             :
          
           
             Glimpse
             of
             her
             brightnesse
             ,
             senses
             all
             endearing
             ,
          
           
             Legions
             of
             Devils
             ,
             could
             no
             more
             fright
             with
             fearing
             .
          
        
         
           
             I
             preas'd
             my selfe
             to
             take
             the
             hardest
             steele
             ,
          
           
             And
             from
             the
             Flint
             ,
             I
             beat
             forth
             sparkes
             of
             fire
             :
          
           
             Kindling
             the
             Lint
             ,
             my
             ready
             Match
             I
             feele
             ,
          
           
             Yeelding
             my
             Lampe
             the
             light
             of
             my
             desire
             :
          
           
             Soon
             spied
             Minerva
             ,
             with
             Lawrel
             crown'd
             ,
             and
             Bayes
             ,
          
           
             Mirror
             divine
             ,
             feature
             of
             worthlesse
             praise
             .
          
        
         
           
             Before
             her
             feet
             submissively
             I
             tell
             ,
          
           
             Pardon
             I
             crav'd
             ,
             fearing
             I
             was
             too
             bold
             :
          
           
             Rise
             up
             ,
             quoth
             she
             ,
             and
             view
             these
             Hags
             of
             Hell
             ,
          
           
             For
             divers
             secrets
             must
             thy
             pen
             unfold
             .
          
           
             Make
             true
             record
             ,
             what
             shall
             be
             shew'd
             to
             thee
             ,
          
           
             For
             these
             are
             they
             ,
             which
             worlds
             deceivers
             be
             .
          
        
         
           
             I
             le
             clense
             thine
             eyes
             ,
             least
             vapours
             doe
             offend
             ,
          
           
             I
             le
             cleare
             thy
             wits
             ,
             and
             give
             a
             pleasing
             muse
             :
          
           
             The
             deasest
             eare
             shall
             to
             thy
             talke
             attend
             ,
          
           
             The
             worke
             so
             worthy
             ,
             thou
             mayst
             not
             refuse
             :
          
           
             Newgates
             Blacke
             Dog
             ,
             with
             Pen
             and
             Inke
             depaint
             ,
          
           
             Curres
             of
             this
             kinde
             shall
             thereby
             have
             restraint
             .
          
        
         
           
             Not
             for
             my
             sake
             doe
             thou
             what
             I
             require
             ,
          
           
             But
             for
             his
             sake
             ;
             and
             with
             that
             word
             me
             showes
          
           
             A
             faire
             old
             Man
             ,
             whose
             teares
             foretold
             desire
             ,
          
           
             And
             in
             a
             mantle
             mourner-like
             he
             goes
             .
          
           
             His
             veines
             like
             Azure
             ,
             his
             haire
             as
             white
             as
             wooll
             ,
          
           
             Tresses
             before
             ,
             behind
             a
             bare
             smooth
             skull
             .
          
        
         
           
             And
             this
             is
             Time
             ,
             Minerva
             thus
             repli'd
             ,
          
           
             Which
             mournes
             to
             see
             these
             Hel-hounds
             Times
             abusing
             :
          
           
           
             How
             thousands
             in
             their
             ravening
             iawes
             have
             dyed
             ;
          
           
             Slaughtering
             Lambes
             ,
             yet
             to
             the
             world
             excusing
             :
          
           
             Offence
             with
             colour
             shadowing
             mighty
             evils
             ,
          
           
             By
             name
             of
             service
             ,
             and
             yet
             incarnate
             Devils
             .
          
        
         
           
             No
             more
             quoth
             she
             ,
             but
             take
             thee
             to
             thy
             Pen
             ,
          
           
             Resolve
             the
             wise
             ,
             that
             they
             have
             beene
             deceiv'd
             :
          
           
             Many
             Blacke
             Dogs
             have
             walk'd
             in
             shapes
             of
             men
             ,
          
           
             And
             with
             deceits
             the
             Common-wealth
             agreev'd
             :
          
           
             His
             forme
             and
             lineaments
             to
             the
             world
             disclose
             ,
          
           
             That
             this
             Blacke
             Dog
             be
             knowne
             where
             ere
             he
             goes
             .
          
        
         
           
             My
             Muse
             gan
             blush
             ,
             dreading
             to
             undertake
          
           
             So
             great
             a
             taske
             :
             but
             Time
             againe
             replide
             ,
          
           
             Feare
             not
             at
             all
             ,
             Time
             doth
             the
             motion
             make
             ,
          
           
             Unmaske
             this
             Beast
             ,
             let
             him
             no
             longer
             hide
          
           
             Himselfe
             in
             shrowds
             ,
             who
             makes
             of
             sinnes
             a
             scoffe
             ,
          
           
             Worlds
             great'st
             admire
             ,
             when
             as
             his
             Uizards
             off
             ,
          
        
         
           
             Time
             then
             said
             I
             ,
             faire
             Time
             I
             will
             not
             use
          
           
             Longer
             delay
             ,
             but
             satisfie
             thy
             will
             :
          
           
             So
             Time
             will
             answer
             for
             my
             harmelesse
             Muse
             ,
          
           
             Who
             wanteth
             worth
             so
             nigh
             P●rnassus
             hill
             ?
          
           
             Be
             briefe
             ,
             quoth
             Time
             :
             with
             that
             I
             tooke
             my
             Pen
             ,
          
           
             Obeying
             Time
             ,
             without
             offence
             to
             men
             .
          
        
         
           
             Then
             did
             I
             fixe
             mine
             eye
             upon
             this
             Beast
             ,
          
           
             Who
             did
             appeare
             first
             in
             the
             shape
             of
             Man
             ,
          
           
             Homely
             attyr'd
             ,
             of
             wonders
             not
             the
             least
             ,
          
           
             A
             Broome-mans
             song
             to
             sing
             this
             Dog
             began
             :
          
           
             
               From
               street
               to
               street
               trudgeth
               along
               this
               Groome
               ,
            
          
           
             
               As
               if
               he
               would
               serve
               all
               the
               world
               with
               Broome
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             But
             in
             a
             trice
             he
             did
             transforme
             his
             shape
             ,
          
           
             Which
             stroke
             a
             treble
             horror
             to
             my
             heart
             :
          
           
             A
             Cerberus
             ,
             nay
             worse
             ,
             he
             thrice
             as
             wide
             did
             gape
             ,
          
           
             His
             haires
             all
             Snakes
             curling
             ,
             they
             will
             not
             part
             .
          
           
           
             Cole-blacke
             his
             hew
             ,
             like
             Torches
             glow
             his
             eyes
             ,
          
           
             His
             breath
             doth
             poyson
             ,
             smoke
             from
             's
             nostrils
             flyes
             .
          
        
         
           
             His
             countenance
             ghastly
             ,
             fearefull
             ,
             grim
             ,
             and
             pale
             ,
          
           
             His
             fomy
             mouth
             still
             gaping
             for
             his
             prey
             :
          
           
             With
             Tigers
             teeth
             he
             spares
             none
             to
             assaile
             ,
          
           
             His
             lippes
             Hell
             gates
             ,
             ore-painted
             with
             decay
             :
          
           
             His
             tongue
             the
             Clapper
             ,
             sounding
             wofull
             knell
             ,
          
           
             Towling
             poore
             men
             to
             ring
             a
             peale
             in
             Hell.
             
          
        
         
           
             Like
             sepulchre
             his
             throat
             is
             hollow
             made
             ,
          
           
             Devouring
             all
             whom
             dangers
             make
             a
             prey
             ,
          
           
             Bribery
             his
             hand
             ,
             spoyle
             of
             the
             poore
             his
             trade
             .
          
           
             His
             fingers
             talents
             ceasing
             to
             betray
             ,
          
           
             And
             with
             his
             armes
             he
             foldeth
             men
             in
             woes
             ,
          
           
             Destruction
             stil's
             the
             path
             where
             ere
             he
             goes
             .
          
        
         
           
             Me
             thought
             his
             brest
             was
             all
             of
             burning
             Brasse
             ,
          
           
             Through
             which
             there
             grew
             a
             a
             heart
             of
             hardest
             Steele
             :
          
           
             His
             belly
             huge
             ,
             like
             scalding
             furnace
             was
             ,
          
           
             His
             thighes
             both
             like
             unto
             a
             fiery
             wheele
             ,
          
           
             His
             legs
             were
             long
             ,
             one
             foot
             like
             to
             a
             Hinde
             ,
          
           
             The
             other
             foot
             a
             Hounds
             of
             bloody
             kinde
             .
          
        
         
           
             And
             in
             this
             shape
             I
             saw
             this
             monster
             walke
             ,
          
           
             About
             the
             streets
             ,
             most
             fearefull
             to
             behold
             ;
          
           
             But
             more
             to
             tell
             ,
             since
             I
             begin
             to
             talke
             ,
          
           
             Here
             is
             the
             tale
             which
             time
             would
             faine
             have
             told
             .
          
           
             Upon
             a
             sudden
             rusht
             this
             Curre
             on
             me
             ,
          
           
             As
             though
             my
             life
             his
             evening
             prey
             should
             be
             .
          
        
         
           
             Within
             his
             clutches
             did
             he
             cease
             me
             fast
             ,
          
           
             And
             bare
             me
             straight
             unto
             blacke
             Pluto's
             Cell
             :
          
           
             When
             there
             I
             came
             ,
             he
             me
             in
             Lymbo
             cast
             ,
          
           
             A
             Stigion
             lake
             ,
             the
             Dungeon
             of
             deepe
             hell
             :
          
           
             But
             first
             my
             legs
             he
             lock'd
             in
             Iron
             Bolt
             ,
          
           
             As
             if
             poore
             I
             had
             been
             some
             wanton
             Colt.
             
          
        
         
           
           
             And
             then
             he
             gan
             with
             basest
             termes
             to
             braide
             ,
          
           
             And
             then
             he
             threats
             as
             though
             he
             would
             me
             kill
             :
          
           
             And
             then
             he
             daunces
             ,
             for
             he
             me
             be●raid
             ,
          
           
             And
             then
             speaks
             faire
             ,
             as
             though
             he
             meant
             none
             ill
             :
          
           
             Then
             like
             Medusa
             did
             he
             shake
             his
             locks
             ,
          
           
             And
             then
             he
             threatens
             me
             with
             Iron
             stocks
             ,
          
        
         
           
             At
             last
             he
             left
             me
             in
             that
             irkesome
             den
             .
          
           
             Where
             was
             no
             day
             ,
             for
             there
             was
             ever
             night
             :
          
           
             Woes
             me
             ,
             thought
             I
             ,
             the
             abject
             of
             all
             men
             ,
          
           
             Clouded
             in
             care
             ,
             quite
             banished
             from
             light
             :
          
           
             Rob'd
             of
             the
             Skie
             ,
             the
             Stars
             ,
             the
             Day
             ,
             the
             Sun
             ,
          
           
             This
             Dog
             ,
             this
             Devill
             ,
             hath
             all
             my
             joyes
             undone
             .
          
        
         
           
             Surprest
             with
             anguish
             ,
             sorrow
             ,
             griefe
             ,
             and
             woe
             ,
          
           
             Me
             thought
             I
             heard
             a
             noyse
             of
             Iron
             chaines
          
           
             Which
             dinne
             did
             torment
             and
             affright
             me
             so
             ,
          
           
             That
             all
             my
             senses
             studied
             what
             it
             meanes
             :
          
           
             But
             by
             and
             by
             which
             did
             me
             comfort
             more
             ,
          
           
             There
             came
             a
             man
             which
             opened
             Lymbo's
             dore
             .
          
        
         
           
             All
             leane
             he
             was
             ,
             and
             feeble
             too
             God
             knowes
             ,
          
           
             Upon
             his
             arme
             he
             bare
             a
             bunch
             of
             Keyes
             :
          
           
             With
             Candle-light
             about
             the
             Cell
             he
             goes
             ,
          
           
             Who
             roughly
             said
             ,
             sir
             ,
             lye
             you
             at
             your
             ease
             ?
          
           
             Swearing
             an
             oath
             that
             I
             did
             lie
             too
             soft
             ,
          
           
             Who
             lay
             on
             ground
             ,
             and
             thus
             he
             at
             me
             scoft
             .
          
        
         
           
             To
             see
             a
             man
             of
             feature
             ,
             forme
             and
             shape
             ,
          
           
             It
             did
             me
             good
             ,
             and
             partly
             feares
             exiled
             :
          
           
             But
             when
             I
             heard
             him
             gybe
             me
             like
             an
             Ape
             ,
          
           
             Then
             did
             I
             thinke
             that
             I
             was
             thrice
             beguiled
             .
          
           
             Yet
             would
             I
             venture
             to
             this
             man
             to
             speake
             ,
          
           
             Into
             discourses
             ,
             thus
             I
             gan
             to
             breake
             .
          
        
         
           
             Nye
             me
             poore
             wretch
             ,
             that
             knowes
             not
             where
             I
             am
             ,
          
           
             Nor
             for
             what
             cause
             ,
             I
             am
             brought
             to
             this
             place
             :
          
           
           
             Bound
             for
             the
             slaughter
             ,
             lying
             like
             the
             Lambe
             ,
          
           
             The
             Butcher
             meanes
             to
             kill
             within
             a
             space
             .
          
           
             My
             griefes
             are
             more
             then
             can
             my
             tongue
             expresse
             ,
          
           
             Aye
             me
             ,
             woes
             me
             ,
             that
             can
             find
             no
             redresse
             .
          
        
         
           
             Yet
             if
             thou
             be
             ,
             as
             thou
             doest
             seeme
             a
             man
             ,
          
           
             And
             so
             thou
             art
             ,
             if
             I
             doe
             not
             mistake
             :
          
           
             Doe
             not
             increase
             ,
             if
             so
             increase
             thou
             can
             ,
          
           
             The
             cruell
             tortures
             which
             me
             wofull
             make
             .
          
           
             And
             tell
             me
             first
             who
             thou
             thy selfe
             mayest
             be
             ,
          
           
             That
             art
             a
             man
             ,
             and
             yet
             doest
             gybe
             at
             me
             .
          
        
         
           
             Seeing
             the
             feares
             which
             did
             my
             heart
             possesse
             ,
          
           
             Uiewing
             the
             teares
             that
             frickled
             from
             mine
             eyes
             ,
          
           
             He
             answered
             thus
             ,
             a
             man
             I
             must
             confesse
             ,
          
           
             I
             am
             my selfe
             that
             here
             condemned
             lies
             .
          
           
             And
             by
             the
             law
             adiudg'd
             I
             am
             to
             dye
             ,
          
           
             But
             now
             the
             Keeper
             of
             these
             Keyes
             am
             I.
             
          
        
         
           
             This
             house
             is
             Newgate
             ,
             gently
             he
             replied
             ,
          
           
             And
             this
             place
             Lymbo
             ,
             where
             in
             now
             thou
             art
             :
          
           
             Untill
             thou
             pay
             a
             Fine
             ,
             heare
             must
             thou
             bide
             ,
          
           
             With
             all
             these
             Bolts
             which
             doe
             agreeve
             thy
             heart
             .
          
           
             No
             other
             place
             may
             there
             provided
             be
             ,
          
           
             Till
             thou
             content
             the
             Keeper
             with
             a
             Fee.
             
          
        
         
           
             With
             that
             he
             turn'd
             as
             though
             he
             would
             away
             ,
          
           
             Sweet
             ,
             bide
             a
             while
             ,
             I
             did
             him
             so
             intreat
             :
          
           
             Quoth
             he
             ,
             my
             friend
             ,
             I
             can
             no
             longer
             stay
             ,
          
           
             Yet
             what
             you
             want
             ,
             if
             you
             will
             drinke
             or
             eate
             ,
          
           
             Or
             have
             a
             Fire
             ,
             or
             Candle
             by
             you
             burne
             ,
          
           
             Say
             what
             you
             need
             ,
             and
             I
             will
             serve
             your
             turne
             .
          
        
         
           
             Quoth
             I
             ,
             deare
             friend
             ,
             then
             helpe
             me
             to
             a
             fire
             ,
          
           
             Let
             me
             have
             Candle
             for
             to
             give
             me
             light
             :
          
           
             Nor
             meat
             nor
             drinke
             doe
             I
             wish
             or
             desire
             ,
          
           
             But
             onely
             grant
             me
             gracious
             in
             thy
             sight
             .
          
           
           
             And
             say
             ,
             what
             monster
             was
             it
             pl●c'd
             me
             here
             ?
          
           
             Who
             hath
             me
             almost
             lifel●sse
             made
             with
             feare
             ,
          
        
         
           
             Nay
             peace
             ,
             quoth
             he
             ,
             for
             there
             begins
             a
             tale
             ,
          
           
             Rest
             now
             content
             ,
             and
             Time
             will
             tell
             thee
             more
             ,
          
           
             To
             strive
             in
             Fetters
             it
             will
             small
             availe
             :
          
           
             Seeke
             first
             to
             ease
             thy
             legs
             which
             will
             grow
             sore
             ,
          
           
             When
             Bolts
             are
             off
             ,
             we
             will
             that
             matter
             handle
             ,
          
           
             So
             he
             departed
             ,
             leaving
             me
             a
             Candle
             .
          
        
         
           
             Away
             he
             went
             ,
             and
             leaves
             me
             to
             my
             woes
             ,
          
           
             And
             being
             gone
             ,
             I
             could
             not
             chuse
             but
             thinke
             ,
          
           
             That
             he
             was
             kind
             ,
             though
             first
             unkind
             in
             showes
             ,
          
           
             Who
             offered
             me
             both
             fire
             ,
             bread
             ,
             and
             drinke
             .
          
           
             Leaving
             a
             Candle
             by
             me
             for
             to
             burne
             ,
          
           
             It
             eas'd
             my
             griefe
             ,
             and
             made
             me
             lesse
             to
             mourne
             .
          
        
         
           
             Ioying
             to
             see
             ,
             who
             whilome
             had
             no
             sight
             ,
          
           
             I
             reacht
             the
             Candle
             ,
             which
             by
             burning
             stands
             ,
          
           
             But
             I
             unworthy
             comfort
             of
             the
             light
             ,
          
           
             A
             Rat
             doth
             rob
             the
             Candle
             from
             my
             hands
             ,
          
           
             And
             then
             a
             hundred
             Rats
             all
             sally
             forth
             ,
          
           
             As
             if
             they
             would
             convoy
             their
             prize
             of
             worth
             .
          
        
         
           
             In
             vaine
             I
             strive
             to
             re-obtaine
             what
             's
             lost
             ,
          
           
             My
             woes
             are
             now
             ,
             as
             woes
             at
             first
             began
             :
          
           
             With
             change
             of
             griefes
             ,
             my
             perplext
             soule
             is
             tost
             ,
          
           
             To
             see
             the
             end
             I
             did
             bethinke
             me
             than
             .
          
           
             How
             Time
             had
             promis'd
             secrets
             to
             disclose
             ,
          
           
             So
             I
             expect
             the
             worst
             of
             Hellish
             foes
             .
          
        
         
           
             Whilst
             thus
             I
             lay
             in
             Irons
             under
             ground
             ,
          
           
             I
             heard
             a
             man
             that
             begged
             for
             reliefe
             :
          
           
             And
             in
             a
             chaine
             of
             Iron
             was
             he
             bound
             ,
          
           
             Whose
             clattering
             noise
             fill'd
             full
             my
             heart
             with
             griefe
             ,
          
           
             Begging
             one
             penny
             to
             buy
             a
             hundred
             bread
             ,
          
           
             Hunger'd
             and
             starv'd
             ,
             for
             want
             of
             food
             nye
             dead
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             Woe
             's
             me
             ,
             thought
             I
             ,
             for
             thee
             so
             bound
             in
             chaines
             ,
          
           
             Woe
             's
             me
             for
             them
             ,
             thou
             begg'st
             for
             to
             sustaine
             :
          
           
             Woe
             's
             me
             for
             all
             ,
             whose
             want
             all
             woes
             containes
             ,
          
           
             Woe
             's
             me
             ,
             for
             me
             ,
             that
             in
             your
             woes
             complaine
             .
          
           
             Woe
             's
             me
             ,
             woe's
             you
             ,
             and
             woe
             is
             to
             us
             all
             ,
          
           
             Woe
             to
             that
             Dog
             ,
             made
             me
             to
             woe
             a
             thrall
             .
          
        
         
           
             Whilst
             thus
             I
             languish
             ,
             I
             on
             suddaine
             heare
             ,
          
           
             An
             uncoth
             noyse
             which
             did
             approach
             my
             den
             :
          
           
             Listning
             ,
             unto
             the
             doore
             I
             laid
             mine
             eare
             ,
          
           
             And
             then
             I
             knew
             the
             voyces
             were
             of
             men
             .
          
           
             Still
             in
             neerenesse
             drew
             they
             more
             and
             more
             ,
          
           
             At
             last
             I
             heard
             them
             opening
             Lymbo's
             doore
             .
          
        
         
           
             In
             first
             there
             came
             the
             man
             that
             gave
             me
             light
             ,
          
           
             And
             next
             the
             Dog
             ,
             who
             brought
             me
             to
             that
             place
             :
          
           
             Another
             with
             a
             Club
             ,
             appear'd
             in
             sight
             ,
          
           
             Three
             weaponlesse
             ,
             as
             though
             they
             moan'd
             my
             case
             :
          
           
             Fainting
             for
             feare
             ,
             I
             knew
             not
             what
             to
             say
             ,
          
           
             Expecting
             then
             performance
             of
             decay
             .
          
        
         
           
             But
             now
             this
             Dog
             is
             in
             a
             better
             shape
             ,
          
           
             In
             every
             point
             proportion'd
             as
             a
             man
             :
          
           
             My
             heart
             did
             throb
             ,
             not
             knowing
             how
             to
             scape
             ,
          
           
             But
             to
             intreat
             this
             Curre
             ,
             I
             thus
             began
             .
          
           
             Faire
             friend
             ,
             quoth
             I
             ,
             if
             ●o
             thy
             will
             may
             be
             ,
          
           
             To
             case
             my
             griefe
             ,
             I
             le
             give
             thee
             any
             Fee.
             
          
        
         
           
             With
             that
             he
             gri●'d
             ,
             and
             thus
             he
             made
             reply
             ,
          
           
             Thou
             art
             a
             Uillaine
             worthy
             of
             this
             place
             ;
          
           
             Thy
             fault
             is
             such
             ,
             that
             thou
             shalt
             surely
             die
             ,
          
           
             I
             will
             not
             pitty
             thee
             in
             any
             case
             .
          
           
             Such
             as
             thou
             art
             ,
             too
             many
             every
             where
             ,
          
           
             But
             I
             will
             seeke
             in
             time
             to
             have
             them
             heare
             .
          
        
         
           
             When
             he
             nam'd
             Time
             ,
             then
             I
             on
             Time
             did
             thinke
             ,
          
           
             But
             more
             he
             sayes
             ,
             if
             thou
             have
             any
             Coyne
             :
          
           
           
             To
             pay
             for
             ease
             ,
             I
             will
             a
             little
             winke
             ,
          
           
             And
             Bolts
             releasment
             ,
             with
             discharge
             I
             le
             joynt
             .
          
           
             Of
             this
             close
             prison
             to
             another
             Ward
             ,
          
           
             Paying
             thy
             Fine
             ,
             or
             else
             all
             ease
             is
             bard
             .
          
        
         
           
             Like
             as
             the
             childe
             doth
             kisse
             the
             rod
             for
             feare
             ,
          
           
             Nor
             yet
             dare
             whimper
             ,
             though
             it
             hath
             beene
             beat
             :
          
           
             So
             with
             smoothe
             lookes
             ,
             this
             Dog
             approach
             I
             neare
             ,
          
           
             Before
             the
             Dev'll
             a
             Candle
             doe
             I
             set
             .
          
           
             Treating
             him
             faire
             ,
             with
             fairest
             words
             may
             be
             ,
          
           
             Bidding
             him
             aske
             ,
             he
             shall
             have
             gold
             of
             me
             .
          
        
         
           
             Why
             then
             ,
             quoth
             he
             ,
             thy
             speeches
             please
             me
             well
             ,
          
           
             Partners
             (
             quoth
             he
             )
             strike
             off
             his
             Irons
             all
             :
          
           
             Then
             up
             we
             went
             ,
             as
             one
             should
             climbe
             from
             Hell
             ,
          
           
             Untill
             I
             came
             into
             a
             loathsome
             Hall.
          
           
             When
             there
             I
             came
             ,
             they
             set
             me
             on
             a
             blocke
             ,
          
           
             With
             Punch
             and
             Hammer
             my
             Irons
             off
             they
             knocke
             .
          
        
         
           
             No
             marvell
             though
             ,
             whilst
             they
             my
             legs
             untide
             ,
          
           
             Mine
             eyes
             did
             surfet
             ,
             drinke
             with
             woes
             beholding
             ,
          
           
             Bolts
             ,
             Shackels
             ,
             Collors
             ,
             and
             Iron
             ,
             Sheares
             I
             spide
             ,
          
           
             Thumstals
             ,
             Wastbands
             ,
             torturs
             griefe
             unfolding
             :
          
           
             But
             while
             the
             case
             of
             legs
             my
             sorrowes
             calme
             ,
          
           
             Roome
             ,
             quoth
             a
             wretch
             ,
             for
             me
             with
             Widdowes
             almes
             .
          
        
         
           
             Take
             of
             these
             curtalles
             did
             another
             cry
             ,
          
           
             And
             on
             his
             knees
             he
             fell
             before
             this
             Curre
             ,
          
           
             Who
             to
             his
             sorrowing
             made
             a
             Dogs
             reply
             ,
          
           
             Downe
             to
             thy
             Ward
             ,
             and
             doe
             not
             make
             this
             stirre
             .
          
           
             What
             now
             I
             know
             ,
             if
             I
             had
             knowne
             before
             ,
          
           
             In
             stead
             of
             these
             light
             chaines
             thou
             shouldst
             had
             more
             .
          
        
         
           
             With
             that
             the
             poore
             man
             was
             thrust
             out
             of
             sight
             ,
          
           
             And
             I
             all
             fearing
             ,
             fear'd
             with
             feare
             of
             feares
             :
          
           
             My
             Irons
             off
             ,
             I
             went
             ,
             as
             goe
             I
             might
          
           
             Unto
             this
             Dog
             ,
             in
             whom
             all
             devils
             appeares
             .
          
           
           
             With
             golden
             Angel
             I
             this
             Cur
             presented
             ,
          
           
             Saith
             he
             ,
             one
             more
             ,
             else
             I
             am
             not
             contented
             .
          
        
         
           
             Wonder
             it
             was
             to
             see
             a
             Fiend
             of
             Hell
             ,
          
           
             To
             thirst
             for
             Angels
             of
             the
             fairest
             hue
             :
          
           
             But
             Devils
             are
             Devils
             ,
             and
             they
             would
             all
             orequell
             .
          
           
             Mans
             life
             and
             soule
             ,
             this
             Dog
             seeks
             to
             subdue
             :
          
           
             His
             mouth
             to
             stop
             ,
             Angels
             I
             gave
             him
             two
             ,
          
           
             Yeelding
             persorce
             ,
             as
             I
             perforce
             must
             do
             .
          
        
         
           
             And
             then
             he
             left
             me
             in
             the
             Partners
             Hall
             ,
          
           
             The
             Grate
             doth
             open
             ,
             and
             this
             Dog
             out-goes
             ,
          
           
             Thousand
             sorrowes
             holds
             my
             heart
             in
             thrall
             ,
          
           
             Yet
             there
             I
             am
             ,
             not
             by
             my selfe
             in
             woes
             :
          
           
             Hereon
             oreplunged
             with
             deepe
             hearts
             griefe
             cryes
             ,
          
           
             I
             live
             a
             life
             thrice
             worse
             then
             he
             that
             dyes
             .
          
        
         
           
             An
             other
             sorry
             soule
             ,
             without
             a
             ragge
             ,
          
           
             Hurckling
             for
             cold
             ,
             in
             whom
             all
             want
             appeares
             :
          
           
             At
             last
             gan
             speake
             ,
             as
             if
             he
             meant
             to
             bragge
             ,
          
           
             And
             thus
             he
             sayes
             :
             Heare
             have
             I
             beene
             nine
             yeares
             :
          
           
             Tell
             you
             of
             woes
             ,
             when
             you
             my
             woes
             have
             seene
             ,
          
           
             And
             yet
             have
             many
             men
             more
             wofull
             been
             .
          
        
         
           
             With
             that
             I
             rose
             ,
             and
             to
             this
             poore
             man
             went
             ,
          
           
             In
             hope
             to
             learne
             some
             novils
             by
             his
             talke
             :
          
           
             Approaching
             him
             among
             his
             discontent
             ,
          
           
             He
             asked
             me
             ,
             if
             so
             I
             pleas'd
             to
             walk●
             ?
          
           
             And
             if
             you
             will
             ,
             then
             follow
             up
             these
             staires
             ,
          
           
             To
             walke
             and
             talke
             ,
             deceiveth
             Time
             of
             cares
             .
          
        
         
           
             I
             followed
             him
             as
             he
             that
             in
             a
             wood
             ,
          
           
             Hath
             lost
             himselfe
             ,
             and
             knowes
             no
             way
             he
             takes
             :
          
           
             And
             in
             distress●
             ,
             I
             thought
             conferring
             good
             ,
          
           
             New
             woes
             with
             old
             ,
             just
             mixture
             consort
             makes
             .
          
           
             And
             though
             the
             place
             doth
             nought
             but
             discord
             sound
             ,
          
           
             My
             soule
             for
             his
             ,
             our
             discords
             concord
             found
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             At
             first
             he
             gently
             tooke
             me
             by
             the
             hand
             ,
          
           
             And
             bids
             me
             welcome
             ,
             as
             I
             were
             his
             guest
             :
          
           
             You
             are
             a
             Prisoner
             ,
             I
             doe
             vnderstand
             ,
          
           
             And
             hither
             welcome
             are
             both
             bad
             and
             best
             .
          
           
             Men
             of
             all
             sorts
             come
             for
             offending
             hither
             ,
          
           
             And
             being
             here
             ,
             here
             bidethey
             altogether
             .
          
        
         
           
             And
             then
             he
             did
             begin
             thus
             to
             discourse
             .
          
           
             Cease
             to
             lament
             with
             vaine
             dispayring
             feares
             :
          
           
             Thy selfe
             dissolu'd
             to
             dropps
             gaines
             no
             remorse
             ,
          
           
             Here
             's
             none
             regards
             ,
             though
             all
             my
             mournings
             hea●●s
             ,
          
           
             If
             vnder
             earth
             ,
             the
             Devils
             can
             proue
             a
             hell
             ,
          
           
             Theirs
             is
             not
             like
             to
             this
             ,
             where
             wretches
             dwell
             .
          
        
         
           
             See
             in
             you
             Hall
             are
             divers
             sorts
             of
             men
             ,
          
           
             Some
             weepe
             ,
             some
             wail●
             ,
             some
             mourne
             some
             wring
             their
             hands
             ,
          
           
             Some
             curse
             ,
             some
             sweare
             ,
             and
             some
             blasph●ming
             then
             ,
          
           
             My
             heart
             did
             faint
             ,
             my
             heads
             haire
             vpright
             stands
             .
          
           
             O
             Lord
             thought
             I
             ,
             this
             house
             will
             rend
             in
             sunder
             ,
          
           
             Or
             else
             there
             can
             be
             no
             hell
             ,
             this
             hell
             vnder
             .
          
        
         
           
             Thus
             wondring
             I
             ,
             on
             suddaine
             did
             espie
             ,
          
           
             One
             all
             in
             black
             came
             stamping
             up
             the
             stair●s
             :
          
           
             Whose
             you
             I
             askt
             ,
             and
             thus
             he
             made
             reply
             ,
          
           
             You
             is
             the
             man
             doth
             mitti●ate
             our
             ●ares
             .
          
           
             He
             preacheth
             Christ
             ,
             and
             doth
             Gods
             word
             deliver
             ,
          
           
             To
             all
             distrest
             ,
             to
             comfort
             men
             for
             ever
             .
          
        
         
           
             Then
             drew
             I
             neere
             to
             see
             what
             might
             be●ide
             ,
          
           
             Or
             what
             the
             s●quell
             was
             of
             that
             I
             saw
             :
          
           
             Expecting
             good
             would
             follow
             such
             a
             guide
             ,
          
           
             As
             preach●d
             Christ
             ,
             and
             taught
             a
             God
             to
             know
             .
          
           
             A
             hundred
             clustering
             come
             the
             Pulpit
             neere
             ,
          
           
             As
             if
             they
             long'd
             she
             Gospell
             for
             to
             heare
             .
          
        
         
           
             What
             's
             this
             ,
             quoth
             I
             ,
             that
             now
             I
             doe
             behold
             ,
          
           
             The
             h●gs
             of
             Hell
             ,
             and
             Sathans
             impious
             limbs
             ,
          
           
           
             Some
             deeper
             secret
             doth
             this
             sight
             unfold
             ,
          
           
             Then
             I
             can
             gesse
             ,
             this
             sight
             my
             sences
             dims
             ,
          
           
             Straight
             of
             my
             friend
             I
             asked
             by
             and
             by
             ,
          
           
             What
             it
             might
             be
             ,
             who
             made
             me
             this
             reply
             .
          
        
         
           
             You
             men
             which
             thou
             behold
             ;
             so
             ●ale
             and
             wa●
             ,
          
           
             Who
             whiles
             lookes
             up
             ,
             whiles
             looking
             downe
             beneath
             ,
          
           
             Are
             all
             condemn'd
             ,
             and
             they
             must
             dye
             each
             man.
          
           
             Iudgement
             is
             given
             ,
             that
             cord
             shall
             stop
             their
             breath
             .
          
           
             For
             haynous
             facts
             ,
             as
             murther
             ,
             theft
             ,
             and
             treason
             ,
          
           
             Unworthy
             life
             ,
             to
             dye
             Law
             thought
             it
             reason
             .
          
        
         
           
             The
             Sermon
             ended
             ,
             the
             men
             condemn'd
             to
             dye
             ,
          
           
             Taking
             the●e
             leaves
             of
             their
             acquainted
             friends
             :
          
           
             With
             ●orry
             lookes
             ,
             paysing
             their
             steps
             they
             ply
             ,
          
           
             Downe
             to
             a
             Hall
             ,
             where
             for
             them
             there
             attends
             ,
          
           
             A
             man
             of
             Office
             ,
             who
             to
             da●nt
             lives
             hopes
             ,
          
           
             Doth
             ●●rd
             their
             bands
             ,
             and
             scar●e
             their
             necks
             ,
             with
             ropes
             .
          
        
         
           
             Thus
             rop't
             and
             corded
             ,
             they
             descend
             the
             staires
             ,
          
           
             Newgates
             Blacke
             Dog
             ,
             bestirres
             to
             play
             his
             part
             :
          
           
             And
             doth
             not
             cease
             for
             to
             augment
             their
             cares
             ,
          
           
             Willing
             the
             Cerman
             to
             s●t
             neare
             his
             Cart.
          
           
             Which
             done
             ,
             these
             men
             ,
             with
             feare
             of
             death
             orepang'd
             ,
          
           
             Bound
             to
             the
             Cart
             ,
             are
             carried
             to
             be
             handg'd
             .
          
        
         
           
             This
             rufull
             sight
             ,
             yet
             end
             to
             their
             doom'd
             sorrowes
             ,
          
           
             Makes
             me
             agast
             ,
             and
             forces
             me
             bethinke
             ,
          
           
             Woe
             upon
             woe
             ,
             and
             so
             from
             wofulst
             borrowes
             ,
          
           
             A
             swar●●e
             of
             griefe
             ,
             and
             then
             I
             sounding
             sinke
             .
          
           
             But
             by
             T●nes
             ayde
             ,
             I
             did
             revive
             againe
             ,
          
           
             Might
             I
             have
             dyed
             ,
             it
             had
             beene
             lesser
             paine
             .
          
        
         
           
             For
             now
             againe
             the
             Dog
             a
             fresh
             assaults
             me
             ,
          
           
             As
             is
             my
             sp●yle
             were
             next
             to
             be
             inacted
             :
          
           
             And
             like
             a
             subtill
             Curre
             in
             speeches
             halts
             he
             ,
          
           
             With
             thousand
             fleighty
             wiles
             ,
             old
             shifts
             compacted
             .
          
           
           
             Charging
             me
             off
             with
             that
             I
             never
             did
             ,
          
           
             In
             his
             smooth'st
             looks
             ,
             are
             cruell
             bitings
             hid
             .
          
        
         
           
             I
             spake
             him
             faire
             ,
             as
             if
             I
             had
             offended
             ,
          
           
             He
             treats
             me
             foule
             ,
             who
             never
             did
             him
             ill
             ,
          
           
             He
             playes
             the
             gripe
             on
             Tytius
             intended
             ,
          
           
             To
             tire
             his
             heart
             ,
             yet
             never
             hath
             his
             fill
             .
          
           
             Even
             so
             this
             Dog
             doth
             tire
             and
             prey
             on
             me
             .
          
           
             Till
             quite
             consum'd
             ,
             my
             golden
             angels
             be
             .
          
        
         
           
             Then
             wofull
             want
             did
             make
             me
             oft
             complaine
             ,
          
           
             Hunger
             and
             cold
             doe
             pinch
             me
             at
             the
             heart
             :
          
           
             Then
             am
             I
             thrust
             out
             of
             my
             bed
             againe
             ,
          
           
             And
             from
             my
             chamber
             must
             I
             needs
             depart
             :
          
           
             To
             lowest
             Wards
             ,
             to
             lye
             upon
             the
             boords
             ;
          
           
             Which
             nought
             but
             filth
             and
             noysome
             smels
             affords
             .
          
        
         
           
             Midst
             forty
             men
             ,
             surpriz'd
             with
             care
             and
             griefe
             ,
          
           
             I
             lye
             me
             downe
             on
             boords
             ,
             as
             hard
             as
             chennell
             :
          
           
             No
             bed
             nor
             boulster
             may
             afford
             releefe
             ,
          
           
             For
             worse
             then
             Dogs
             ,
             lye
             we
             in
             that
             foule
             kennell
             :
          
           
             What
             might
             I
             thinke
             ,
             but
             sure
             assure
             me
             then
             ,
          
           
             That
             metamorphos'd
             ,
             we
             were
             beasts
             not
             men
             .
          
        
         
           
             Griefe
             upon
             griefe
             ,
             did
             still
             oppresse
             my
             minde
             ,
          
           
             Yet
             had
             I
             store
             Copartners
             in
             my
             woe
             :
          
           
             No
             ease
             but
             anguish
             ,
             my
             distresses
             finde
             ,
          
           
             H●re
             lies
             a
             man
             ;
             his
             l●st
             liv●s
             breath
             doth
             blow
             :
          
           
             And
             ere
             the
             sorry
             man
             be
             fully
             dead
             ,
          
           
             The
             Rats
             doe
             prey
             upon
             his
             face
             or
             head
             .
          
        
         
           
             Whilst
             thus
             I
             languish
             in
             my
             woes
             ,
             appeares
          
           
             Time
             in
             his
             man●l●
             ,
             looking
             fresh
             and
             bl●●he
             :
          
           
             Yet
             whiles
             his
             eyes
             did
             shed
             some
             drops
             of
             teares
             ,
          
           
             Wherewith
             he
             seem'd
             as
             he
             would
             whet
             his
             ●●the
             .
          
           
             Quoth
             Time
             by
             m●●shall
             sorrowes
             be
             appeased
             .
          
           
             And
             now
             's
             the
             time
             thou
             shalt
             of
             cares
             be
             eased
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             I
             did
             present
             this
             Booke
             which
             I
             did
             writ
             ,
          
           
             Into
             Times
             hands
             ,
             who
             tooke
             it
             and
             perused
             it
             :
          
           
             Yea
             ,
             but
             saith
             Time
             ,
             thou
             must
             discover
             yet
             :
          
           
             Who
             this
             Dog
             is
             ,
             who
             else
             will
             be
             excused
             .
          
           
             For
             able
             I
             so
             clear'd
             thine
             eyes
             to
             see
             him
             ,
          
           
             So
             may
             not
             others
             ,
             yet
             Time
             would
             have
             all
             flye
             him
             .
          
        
         
           
             And
             for
             thy
             verses
             covertly
             disclose
             ,
          
           
             The
             secret
             sense
             ,
             and
             yet
             doth
             shadow
             truth
             :
          
           
             Explaine
             this
             Blacke
             Dog
             ,
             who
             he
             is
             in
             Prose
             ,
          
           
             For
             more
             apparant
             ,
             then
             thy
             Poem
             sheweth
             .
          
           
             Truth
             needs
             no
             colours
             ,
             then
             this
             Dog
             by
             kinde
             .
          
           
             Make
             knowne
             before
             ,
             as
             he
             is
             knowne
             behinde
             .
          
        
         
           
             My
             Sythe
             ,
             quoth
             Time
             ,
             is
             now
             prepar'd
             to
             cut
             ,
          
           
             There
             is
             no
             sith●●●t
             Times
             shall
             longer
             dure
             :
          
           
             Newgates
             Blacke
             Dog
             ,
             must
             Time
             to
             silence
             put
             ,
          
           
             I
             le
             br●●ke
             his
             teeth
             ,
             and
             make
             his
             biting
             sure
             .
          
           
             The
             sh●●es
             of
             M●●●
             on
             Dogs
             of
             cruell
             kinde
             ,
          
           
             Time
             shall
             confound
             ,
             that
             beare
             so
             bad
             a
             minde
             .
          
        
         
           
             Haue
             thou
             no
             doubt
             ,
             but
             Time
             shall
             set
             thee
             free
             ,
          
           
             And
             〈◊〉
             h●r●after
             learne
             ●hee
             to
             beware
             ,
          
           
             Of
             〈◊〉
             Blacke
             Dog
             ,
             and
             doe
             his
             dangers
             flee
             ,
          
           
             G●ve
             oth●rs
             w●rning
             ,
             least
             like
             fall
             their
             share
             .
          
           
             S●●
             to
             〈◊〉
             world
             ,
             when
             thou
             ●rt
             freed
             from
             hell
             ,
          
           
             Newgates
             Blacke
             Dog
             thou
             saw
             ,
             and
             knew
             too
             well
             .
          
        
         
           
             And
             for
             thy
             Poem
             drawes
             to
             a
             conclusion
             ,
          
           
             Times
             pl●●s●re
             is
             ,
             that
             thou
             this
             Dog
             expresse
             :
          
           
             I●
             shape
             ,
             in
             n●tur●
             ,
             man
             :
             yet
             mens
             confusion
             .
          
           
             A
             madding
             C●r
             ,
             who
             doth
             from
             kinde
             regr●sse
             .
          
           
             A
             mothers
             sonne
             ,
             and
             most
             for
             to
             be
             wondred
             ,
          
           
             Of
             mothers
             sonnes
             ;
             this
             Dog
             hath
             spoyl'd
             a
             hundred
             .
          
        
         
           
             In
             lowly
             sort
             ,
             complaine
             to
             highest
             ●owers
             ,
          
           
             Truth
             will
             be
             heard
             ,
             and
             truth
             must
             not
             be
             hid
             :
          
           
           
             With
             for
             like
             wiles
             ,
             this
             Dog
             poore
             soules
             devoures
             ,
          
           
             This
             Dog
             of
             me●
             ,
             desipher
             I
             thee
             bid
             .
          
           
             And
             though
             there
             be
             Curs
             many
             of
             his
             kind●
             ,
          
           
             Say
             but
             the
             truth
             ,
             and
             yet
             leaue
             nought
             behinde
             .
          
        
         
           
             When
             time
             had
             said
             ,
             I
             from
             my
             feare
             awake
          
           
             Yet
             had
             I
             writ
             what
             premises
             containes
             :
          
           
             I
             was
             no
             illusion
             mov'd
             me
             this
             Poem
             make
             ,
          
           
             But
             griefes
             indured
             ,
             and
             woes
             my
             heart
             sustaines
             .
          
           
             Greefe
             ,
             care
             ,
             and
             woe
             ,
             my
             silly
             heart
             doe
             clog
             ,
          
           
             Fettered
             to
             shame
             by
             this
             Cur
             Newgates
             Dog.
             
          
        
         
           
             Now
             as
             I
             haue
             describ'd
             him
             in
             some
             sort
             ,
          
           
             As
             he
             is
             fearefull
             vnto
             all
             him
             see
             :
          
           
             His
             devillish
             practises
             given
             to
             report
             ,
          
           
             And
             set
             them
             downe
             ,
             as
             wicked
             as
             they
             be
             .
          
           
             Here
             ends
             my
             Poem
             ,
             Newgates
             Blacke
             Dog
             by
             name
             ,
          
           
             As
             it
             deserues
             either
             commend
             or
             blame
             .
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .
        
         
      
    
     
  

