A Dialogue betwixt 
a Citizen, and a poore Coun- 
trey-man and his wife, in theCoun- ; 
trey3 where the Citizen remaineth | 
now in this time of ficknefle. 
Written by him in the Countrey3 who fetii 
the coppie to a friend in London. \ 
Being both pictifuil and plcafant. 
Printed at London by R, Oulton for H* Goffon upon 
ncarc to tb<” "ate 1636% A Dialogue be* 
twixt a Citizen and a 
Countiey-man. 
Citizen, 
GOod Even good irend,inhabite younere hand f 
Comitrey man. Chy dwell not varre hence,what 
would you I pray ? 
Citti. No harme, I would but kindely underftand, 
Where I might lodge and cate, and frankly pay. (gome 
Conn. Why fir,whcnce come you?maffe chi veare you 
From London,where the Plague is parlous hote. 
And it belo,no further woordes,but raummes 
No meate, nor drinke,nor lodging wil he got, 
Alas,why fo? are you a Chriftian* 
And fuffer any die forlackeofFoode? 
I am notficke beleevc me honeft man, 
I would not doc thee hurt for any good. 
Comm, yca 20 zay all that know not where togoc. 
When as the Plague doth drive them from the Citty: 
But many a one doth workc himfclfe great woe, 
With foolilh fhewing of an other pirty. 
Cmi*>eK. Why heere is gold and filver for thy pains, 
lie richly pay for whatfoere 1 take. 
Conn, Youie pay the Plague. O thefc are prety trains. A Dialogue betwixt a Citizen 
Which makes the fimplc woefull bargaines make* 
C*t. Why fcarch,aridTee,if I be not as found. 
As any creature in your Country here. 
Conn. Oh firitbmfedion is not to foonc found, 
for Cloathcs will keepe the Plague in halfe a yeare. 
Qit. Yet let me lodge but in your barne or liable* 
Some cotc,or out-houfe, that you bell may fparc; 
lie be content to take a fimplc tabic. 
Nor /hall you finde me dainty of my fare. 
Conn* Sir,hold your reft,they zay aborted hog. 
And cattes and mife,will die of that difeafe: 
I promife you,l would not lofe my dogge, 
Not for a llrikeofthe bell beancs and peafe. 
Cit* But doe you make of cattcll more then men ? 
That wercunchrillian,Heathens doe not lo: 
Conn- Why let us want our cattcll,horfe,and then 
How dogged fomc men wc fhall finde I know. 
What men arc they,that in extremity,. 
Will not in confidence chriftian pitty Ihew? 
Coun, Even you rich Land-lords that hate heard our 
Yet rackc your rents, how ere our fororws grow, (cry, 
Fruit blaficd,cattcll die}bene*re fo poorc* 
Pay rent at day,or turne us out of doore. 
Cit, Why wc arc thoufands that no rent receive. 
But fubic& arc to Landlords, and their wills: 
It is the Devill doth the world deceive, 
Which town and countrey with his venomc fiUc*. 
Be pittifull* and think not on the worft, 
Bclccvc me, I am free from this infedion; 
The kindc are bkfTechand the crucll curft, 
Bcafts in their kindc will fhew their kinde aflfe&ioß, 
Conn, Indeed: 1 hcarc ah Ape williime himfelf 
With putting on a pairc of painted breeches; and a Countrey-mia. 
But I will not fo play the foolifh clfc, ? ! 
To kill my lelf with Jiftcning to your fpeeches. 
There came this other day into our town, 
A handfome fine old man for flclh and bloud; 
And as you doe, went plodding up and down, 
And was(zomc zay) a man of much worlds good. 
Met a poorc man, as you doc me,and quierd, 
Where he might come by lodging, meat, and drink. 
The man with money, being poore, was hierd 
To get him lodging: and where doc you think? 
But in a cottage of his own hereby t 
Where well he had not reded full three dayes, 
But he was dead and buried by and by, 
Whofe purfc the poore man to much wealth did ratfe* 
But long the riches did not with him bide I 
For in a week his wife and children died. 
Save oncly two, which yet are in good health: 
But as for me, I feck for no fuch wealth, 
fir. Why truft me of ray word, you need not fet r. 
Both you and yours (hall better fare by me. 
I am not lick in faith and truth I fwcar. 
My clothes are frelh, and not infefted be. 
Court. I pray Hand further, «omc will zay, the winde 
Will bring if through onet nofc into their brain. 
at, Alas.thcir faith is of a fcarcfull kindc, 
Whofe idle heads doc bcatc on fuch a vainc. 
Court. Why ill not feftiout, and doth kill Co many ? 
Why cattes and dogges will bcarc it to and fro. 
Qit. Yea cats and dogs,but chriftians few,if any . 
That take it,in the time they pitty Ihow. 
C#*ff.Oh»you are fine,it island tis not»well i 
Youfearc it,and die from it where it is. 
And yecyou zeeme an idle tale co cell* A Dialogue betwixt a Citizen 
How zome twill hit, and other Tome twii miffe: 
But be what twill, our lattices of Peace 
Have diargdcour parifh, upon paine of gaile, 
To take in none, until! the fickenefle ccafe : 
And thinkc you inch Precepts of none availe ? 
Citizen* Alas}lhouldfo our Cittykeepe you out, 
How would you fell your come to pay your rent ? 
It may be ere the yeere doth goe about. 
You may this lacke of charitic repent; 
For God can fhew his mercy where he will, 
And plague all thole that will no pitty (how s 
The Citty well, the Country may be ill: 
(But yet I pray the Lord it be not fo.) 
You are not free from finne,no more than wee* 
Nor yet free fromdefrrved punifhment : 
Let us then now in you your pitty fee; 
And by our plague leame you amendement t 
Be not afraide man* do not ftoppe your nofe. 
Mcihinkes, your age fhould bid you fcareno death* 
Corns Yct am i loath, good fir, my life to loofc, 
By an infection of a plaguy breath ; 
But what will all my neighbours thinkc on me, 
If they fhould know that you from London came*. 
There would be worke enough ywis for me* 
To Abut up me,my houfholdand my dame* 
f it. That were but iffomc in your houfr doc die, 
OF the infcd:ion,*ndnototherwire. 
Count. I tell you no.they arc fo jealous, 
They, arc almoft afraid of London fries: 
A Londoner is lookc on like i fprirc, 
The Citi's thought a Sepulchre or grave. 
€it. Oh faithlesibules whofc harts are Co affright. 
All civill rites and govtnmscauhcy har*t: and a Conn trey-man. 
But for your fdfe, let me intreatc you yet, 
Some little roome, and vittaile what you will. 
He pay you well and one day thinke on it» 
And for ycur kindeneffe not requite you ill. 
Com. What? fhall I danger all my houfc for you? 
The loffe will be farre greater then my gainc* 
If that your paffe the Gonftable allow; 
The bell i can, I will you entertain. 
Cit. Then need I not your Courtelie intreat« 
But fay I have none, (hall I ftarve for food? 
Com. No, God forbid. He help you to fomc «aea£, 
Which you may eate upon that piece of woodf 
Many a good time have I upon that blockc 
Fed hungerly, on fuch as God hath Cent, 
Though now the Lord increafed hath our ffockc* 
On Eafter dayes we doe not make our Lent* 
But,|ihould 1 lodge you in my little houfc. 
And that my Dame would fo contented be. 
If there fliould die a cattc, a rattc, a mowfc. 
That any neighbour by ill chance Ihould fee, 
I were undone* and if that you (hould die, 
You muft be buried here in my back fide. 
For not a man of all our minifhy 
W ill bury them that of the plague have didc, 
And therefore this is all that I dare doc, 
Vnder that hovell where my hogges doe lie, 
St down, He bring you drink and vittaile too. 
The belt I have, there you may fir you drie. 
Soon, if my Dame will grcc thereto, He fee 
What may be done, but further, pardon me* 
Wtfe, Bones man,how now? who’s that you talk Co to, 
A Londoner? for Gods fake come away, 
Are you too well? what doe you meane 1 trow? A Dialogue betwixc a Ci v 
You doc not Know yet who is dead to d i,, 
My neighbor lone that tOv>ke home her lame u nncs» 
Both dead, and thus we flnaii be ad undone. 
The fc hon will be round about thu towne. 
So many caftie to them when they were licke, 
And k iew not twas the plague ; her wofted gowne 
She gave my lugge,and her fbnhcsclbake to Dickc : 
Bat 1 will hang them on the pales all day. 
And ayrethcm well,before they put them on* 
Bat,pray doe you leave talking, come away, 
Belt you*be taken napping too anon. 
Com. Why hearke you Madge, the man is haile and 
For aught I fee, and haz good (lore of golde: (well, 
Faith, be content, cha heard my vather tell, 
They arc no men that doe nopitty holde ; 
Thou feeft tis late, the mans a hanfome man, 
Wel contoured, well clad, and monied too; 
The Zittie may doe welagaine, and than, 
God knowes what good the man for us may doe. 
Well zaidc y wis, when killd us all, 
Where goes his good, when we are underground? 
(ft Good woman,let no fearc your heart appalls 
1 would not hurtyou for a hundred pound. 
Pfife And truely honefl man, if I knew how, 
1 could had in my heart to doe you good, 
And this I care not if I doc for you ; 
lie fee you (hall not flame for lake of foode, 
Though fbme heerc in our towne are fo hard hearted. 
They care not though they Tec a thoufand die ; 
But God be thanked , fomc oFchem have Courted 
For fbe wing of fuch dogged cruelty ; 
But for it feemes that God hath done his part 
In you, I feopeyouareaChriftian, and a Coimtrcy-maa. 
I wi;i tsa glad in troth with all my heart, 
To doe you good, and doe the bell I can; 
You fhall come in, He venture once a/oynt; 
What my poore houfe can yeeld, you lhail command, 
I care not for the Conftable apoynt; 
For if by chance that any man demaund. 
From whence you come, or what you are, or fo; 
He frame a talc fhall ferve the turne I crow. 
Come in on Gods name, man, be of good chccre. 
My daughter lugge fhall goe for double becre: 
1 have a goofe, a ducke, a pigge, a chicke# J 
A pecce of bacon, butcer,milke,and bread, 
God holde you found, that you doe not fall ficke, j 
You (hall doc well; but truely for y our bed. 
You mud content your felfe, with fuch a one, 
As our poore date affoordcs, and we have none 
But two of drawe,and one poore matterdfe. 
That you fhall haue,wc keepe it for a friend. 
And you are welcome, you fhall finde no leffe, '1 
And glad I bought it to fo good an end. 
Cit, Good woman, God reward your kinde good 
Which at your hands I take mod thankfully, (will* 
And crcdite me, you neede to fearc no ill; 
Beleeve me, none before his time fhall die, 
I hope my comming (hall be for your good; 
Your pullein onely by my mcanes may die: 
But I will pay you foundly for your brood, 
I pray you kill a pullet by and by : 
Heercs golde and diver, fend for bread and beere^ 
God give us health, and we will have good chcere. 
Conn, Why loe you wife,you know how money goes s 
Surely, God fent him for our good ,1 fee: 
1 hope in God ac lad we (hall not lofe. A Dialogue betwixt a Citizen 
By doing good to fuch a one as he i 
Bat pray remember that you goe to morrow 
To maifterßaily with our Landlords rent: 
Andifyoulacke, you know where you may borrow. 
Cit. No borrowing now, I pray you be content: 
I will fupply your want, whatereic be; 
You fhaUnot findc fo ill a guefl: of me, 
Here’s forty {hillings, which I freely give. (live. 
Com. God bleffe your worfhip, and long may you 
Wife, Amen pray God: Ho Sifle, goe take the kan. 
And fetch Tome beere and white bread for this man: 
Buttake heed that you tell not for whom ’ds. 
And hie you home again. And heare you Siffe, 
Ifanychaunce to fee-him, and doe quire 
Who tis, fay tis my Goffip maiftcr Squire, 
But and they doe not aske, fay nothing, no: 
Goe, let me fee how quickly you can goe: 
Jugge, kill the peckled pullet, the red chicke, 
Scald them, and to the fire with them quicke,quickc: 
Bid Dickegoc fetch in ftickcs, cleave an old pale; 
And Gentleman, love you a cuppe of Ale? 
That we have in the houfe, pray fit you down, 
And welcome, tut, a plane for all the town. 
My hufband is an honeft man, and I 
IFcarc not the heft of them a halfpenny: 
I pay the Parfons tithe, and Lot, 
And care notfor the Conftablea groat: 
A lore of Hoggcs will fee men die for food: 
They, or their brattes will come to little good. 
I mar veil what the peftilencc they ferape for, 
And what tis their wide mouths do yawne & gape for ; 
But mcate and cloth for me and mine, 
I feeke no care I to be fine: a nd a Cormtreyvman. 
To pay my rent,and with my neighbours live, 
And at my doore a dogg a bone to give. 
Be merry Gentleman,!■ pray be merry, 
And cake your reft, I fearc me you are weary. 
Citti. Not much, my waike hath not bin long to da^> 
And your good mirth drives wearineffe away ; 
I thank you for your kindeneffe heartily. 
And if I live, lie quite icthorowly. 
Wife* I thank you fir, I doubt it noty wis, 
Hufband, I pray goe meet my daughter Side, 
And beate her home ; you fpoile her, that you do: 
lugge, blowe the fire,and lay the pullet to. 
Sir, you may fee rudegearlcs, they arc but rawc- 
SilTe,fct downe your kanne arid fetch in frefii ftraW, 
Lay in the bedde,and aire the hempen fheetes 
That lie in the browrie cheft, and ftrew fome fvveetes 
Along the windowes, Ifope,Marioam, 
A Role or two : come Gentleman, pray come. 
Take a hard cufiun, be of good cheerc I pray ; 
Griefe doth no good, no, no, caft care away : 
I thanke my God that hither thus hath fent you, 
And if our fare and lodging will content you* 
Stay even your pleafareitii your lelfe bc weary, 
Wcele doe the beft weean to make you mefy. 
Cit. It was my hap, after a weary waike. 
With this good manand wife to fall in tafkc: 
And where before I went in heart full grieved, 
I could not in my forrow be relieucd : 
Each fallen flowch and flat would fo difdaincmc. 
As if they fcornd or feardtocntertaine met 
Scarce bread and drinke for mony I could get. 
Which from the houfe upon the ground was fet. 
As jfthat one Ihould call a dogge a bone. A Dialogue betwixt a Citizen. &c. 
And thus I wandred up and down alone, 
Vntill I metthefe honeft people here, 
Who for my money made me hearty cheere, 
And kinddy carefull of me cvq# way. 
With good content I here was glad to flay, 
Where I beheld a number palling by, 
That (as I heard) did in the high-wayes die: 
Some harbourkffc, and fome through want of food, 
While faichldfe hearts did fear to doe men good. 
Oh heavy time, how many hearts afe broken 
With helpeleffe griefr is not to be fpoken: 
But God almighty look upon the Cities 
And in his mercy fhew his glorious pilie. 
To ccafe this plague, or killing pdlilcnce: 
Forgive us all the ill of our offence. 
Prelcrve his people, and our health reftore. 
That we may love and praife him evermore. 
Prcfcrvc the Court and Country every where : 
Our King and Qoecne, their roy all progeny, 
Their Counfdl, friends, and all that true harts beare 
Vnto their gratious worthy Maieftie. 
And bldfc both Court, Citty, and Country fo. 
That none may to another ftrangcr be. 
But paffage free fbrevery man to goe. 
And friend his friend in friendly love may fee* 
And all to gethcr may accord in one. 
To give all glory unto God alone. 
Amen*  rumpet 
Sounding into the Qountrey. 
Jf driVesjhe Grave thrives 
callj* 50tone tpunilh# 
thoalo b;ing fo;th amendment of 
%imYy^c: intendment etier meets toith met* 
ant> mereg ftops &idmefte,tohen ’tie in 
fpade :®>o tyat if toe ftill goe 
on in toicbedHeffe, to® muff eberg toafee loobe to habc 
ttje bill ofSEerroj ftcibe no moje and moje, 
%tis bifitation, (ano rigbtlg mag it cartg tf&t oamt) 
bat|) noto foure times in a feto geares Hode circuits 
though the tofcole itingdome, anobept a djeadfbU &tU 
ions, toitbin London, ano round about it: jDeathdoes 
at this home &coat up and dotone tbc fenbatbes, and 
Vetoes hi* <Ssbaftlg face in Come pamQjes of the 
Cittgv 
SDhofehoufestohichmelhntup, Charity opens, and 
moftUberallg fades them. Cbofeboufesof pwjc Han- 
dy-ccafts-men, that ft and open, are foj toant of toojfee 
pinch’d toith hunger, and the people reads to goe a 
begging* 
pet there is one comfort, there is-no man (fa® he 
neber fo port) bat mates in eberg comer, one pooler 
than htmfelfe:&o that, tohat fldberftties foeber are founding into the Countrey. 
laps upon ns, tok ace bounD to ptayte CDod, in that tom 
are not caft DoUme to the lowest spisfojuries in the 
Wio jlo,fo; torn beace of ten tboufanbs in fojtsine places, 
in facre too?fe cftate then tr# are* 
sotD,as tuornea, fjatje a particular caufe 
to fenMbelr SDcbotlons up to beaten toben tbeE am* 
parettjeir parent beings (b°& tujetcbeD foebet) 
others tu?ctcljeD: S>o mans Eournes, 
lilngDomes.mapfingeneraU) lift up tbe.r ms toitb 
|op, tutjen albeit the DDiblne bengeance battj fmotc them, 
toitb a s9ace of 3lcon: |Ht if tbeg Icofee on tfceir seigb* 
hours, mlferablp tome in pieces : SDbep bebolo tbote 
cber*tubeimeo toitb nto?e raging blllotos then then feels 
o; foe comming neert tbemfelbes* 
Sis foj eramplc, ttjls gooolp anb beautifuU Cltp of 
London, hath note but a fetu fapnt fpots fet in ber flell) t 
0 fetu pefiilcntiall ftlclung on ber boop : Hsat a 
feto Cofecns are tent ber, to bio |et Remember, toljo 
fees ber Doings: &he hems no great dumber of Bels 
polling; 0o terrible number of dSrabesare openea nt 
ber figbf: #ot tobole ftceets of boufes ace uooj fbu£ up 
toith KebOe Crotfes on the Doo^es; And Lord hare 
Mercy upon us, eber tbofe atones, to frigbt 515ebolaers t 
%htxe are not fucb ifines, anb Incomes, to bee papa fo£ 
jEencmentsof the Deaa, be bleffea) as there 
toece tithet at the comming of lung lames to bis 
Crotone, o; of&ing Charles our fi&obecatgne to bis* 
olas , tbefe marfees, pamtea ( London) upon 
thee note, are but sfle*bltinges to fbe ffrtpes which 
a;eto blcoD from tb£ berp iljeart, in tbofe aapes of B>e* 
(olatlon^ 
onn£et,l)otD art tljoa pale are % 
Cfcafces? Boes ttys one fit of a burning jfcaber. London’s Trumpet 
inflame allthpboDpfSsolnDoeft thou fljafee the 
anD complainc, that Doings ace colDf Chat CcaDing 
lies Deao* anD that monepfceepcs fy* beDDe, ano is not 
Siccing* 
tpom Doe thp Coaches, ana Cacoachcs rnnne 
fhpfftre£s,anDfoout at fhP Cates, full of rich 
people, to UDe fafe (as thep h°P* in the Countcep* sot 
caring horn a life, thou leaoeff fycu in their 
abfence* 
Uttle Doe thep rcgacD the pcoje, tobictj thep leabe 
behinoethem* Wat is it to them, if Tome 
tbes ojop Dob?ne in tbs If rates: 2Chis touches not them; 
311 inounos not them: Gallants, ano Citizens, tahe 
leaDeof themtoith much complement at the Coaches 
fioc, tbe Coachman toith W 9att off, ashing if h& 
Shall fet fojmatD: sJDn, on, thep then all crp, anD atoap 
(in a l^urrp;) Klrnnuet: thep (O London) out of thP 
iieach* 
ptt, caff thine epe on this picture abobe, thep can* 
not bee out office reach :toho t* reaDp to folloln them, 
Imth&imesdaffein one hanD, ano hi* oinne blache 
Darts in the othec.&hi* ftatubone scot*man can runne 
bp the floe of the Coach*hoffes, ano fmitethe officious 
Coachman in the miDff of his fournep* 
mhen in people ffanD gajtng on a DeaD 
Coupes fuDDenlp ftrucfeen Dolnne in the flelos : Shis 
cunning Dacricatter, can ffanD before them, Icohe at 
them* them, anD tell them) Inhen hoe’* biDDen 
but toflheote) SDhepShall falethe ffrength of hi* leane 
acme, as Snell as the others* 
pet, albeit & manp Waggons laoen foith Ipouf* 
hoto*ftnffe, ate ebeep Dap Djatone from thee*. Albeit fo 
manp Dcoaes are lockup, am fo manp tahe their h«te*> founding into the Country. 
ant flg in this tas ofJßatfaile: pet their flights fo’ifjt 
mod pact info t[jemout[j of Danger* $o;, tfie Countref 
Icobes Voitfi a moac pale, ant fidils Collouc, then 
(London) toeff* 
&e|opce not tbattfaes Neighbours arefo 111, but dappc 
tbs bants feu |os tbcu tbs felfe art no tootle* pjas foj 
tbs SDittreftet frients, neighbouring Cotenes, ant Cit# 
ties: ant releifae them to tbs potoer, if tbes leant* a* 
tbou baft tenth a Noble, Bf r&, ant bountiful! bant tone 
to feme of late alreats* 
Bit is marrantable fas the Mattes of Cot, to ffjunnc in# 
fertion, ant tolls perfection : Snbines ant heft mm, 
toetbe one, ont tfae spartsm bofaen tbes lifaet tit the 
other* »tnoto (blelfeD be the tobite bant of meres) 
there are no fucb CsrannicallCnemies beating at tbs 
gates* 
Bjftbestbat are in tbe fulneffe of Kicbes, ant the 
ant Hojtlbipps to 
rite too: ant Conntrevvbonfestorepaire tco,ftu pleafure, 
to aboste infection: Bln Cots name, let them goe, tetflj 
them toeli at tbeir retting footfb, Welcome them Irntfa 
embraces at their commtng in; Xsut toitball put them 
in minte of one thing, to toe fome goot to the pocue in 
the Counter, though note theg to none here, ant all Ifaall 
be toell. 
ant sou in the Conntreg, tobofe Barnes are full of 
Co?ne, ant Ictjofe fieltes are croto’nt forth blesfings: 
|Sou, into fobofe sofUtUes the breath of beaten,fuffers 
|is toljolefome asm to paitc t ant fro , toe gibe sou 
health, ant to mabe long luftgolo age toaite upon sou 
at sour Cables : Co sou Bi fpeafee, sour eies toe Bl toity 
to bee openetCo leobe bacbe at sour bant ant unbinee 
tealings toitb Cittifens, in tbettoo laft great feicb# London’s Trumpet 
neltes i Remember hob* gcur BnSaelitg then , fjatfi 
bane Since : 21 no therefore melcome the 
bonnes, ana Slaughters of London camming to gon 
nom, as if theg mere gour clone, 
SCbis&icfenelfe call’a hath a quick foot, 
ana a Hitting hana: (bletTea be the fenoer of this 
pucfibant) ty has not bane to? bufte mith u$ 
mb get; £et gone eges but loobe begona into other 
Citfies ana gon mill adrnomieage tty Almighties 
Spercg sstonaecouflg cytenaea to ns* Jfoj, tbofe tb:a 
punilbments (&mom, pettilence, ana if amine,) of 
ftjfnch.Davids pmphet bia himfftom an Angelo month) 
mafcehischogceof one,aocat this inttant hotll? lag a* 
bout them in Come pact of Italy: Bn To much, that fo? 4* 
iponeths.Ciptominfhis jammer) there |abe agea of 
tty plague in Millan, 30000, Bn Mantua, 36000. Bn 
Parma, 20000, #nafo in other Citties great number 
bellaes, 
%ty foft mings DfcompaCston,aU this mbile Cober us, 
not that m® aefecbe to be (pares,but that out of his lobe, 
€toa aoes(pare ns, ifoj m this laff Worn, match hce gibes 
iis,b& fights not mithmang ola men,he gibes ttym time 
get to repent, noj mithmang goung men, h® toinfces at 
tbeir faults a labile hoping,tbeg mill lee mifenllßut Icofce 
ober all gottr toabelg lißils, eber ttuce there agea at firtt 
but one, ana gou (ball finae, of Bnfanfs ana goung Cbil* 
ojen, ttoentg foj one fnatcbea out of their Ccaaies,be* 
caufe €>oa mill fa® Cure to increafe bis &aints in %eaben* 
scheming of mtngs mhenh«fos his time,ajojten ana 
ena thefe miferies, ana potoje aomne his montea bleb* 
Hugs on this fUna, sChisCittg, ns all, Banje witbjou into the Country. Have with you into the Countrey, 
Death 
NOw whether a Gods name run you fo faftj 
Why ride you here, why trudge you there? 
As though for fear you were agaft, 
come ftay your iourney ftraic. 
For doe you not know in field or town* 
That I am a captain of high rcnowne. 
So when I lift, I can beate you downc, 
for ftill I lay in wait. 
Confiderthen, I pray you men, 
What moves you thus to file? 
Come home again for I tell you plaine, 
That here I eould make you die. 
Life What art thou every where to finde? 
Fcarcfully thus thou coraeft to us. 
With crueltie thou art inclinde, 
for to purfuc men ftill: 
Thou waft in London when we came out, 
Throwing thy deadly darts about, 
And now in the Countrey thou art asftout. 
to follow thy froward will. 
What needeft thou to make us bow. 
The ay re is pleafant here; 
The grafts doth fpring, the birds doe fing; 
For Gods fake come notneare. 
Death Oh weak of faith I fee yau are, 
Confider and know what David doth Ckow, 
In the fixt Pfalme his fayings arc, 
as thus it doth begin: 
Good Lord in rage rebuke me not. 
When thy difpleafurc is waxen hot. 
For then we muft neeeds go to the pot, 
as herbs that be put in. 
Crk lacrcic then, you fillie men, Have witk you into the Country. 
For wonderousweakeyoubee: 
You are perplexed, your bones arc vexed* 
As far as I can fee. 
Life• O Lord our Soules arc troubled fore, 
Releafe our grief, and fend reliefe, 
Have mercy as thou hadll before, 
forgive our finnes and favc our lives. 
Or eUe it little doth availe 
Foi death doth follow us at the tayle, ; 
O let thy mercy ftill prevaile, 
faue us like Bees in hives. 
And thus we knowe it needcs mull go. 
That thou maift have thy will; 
Thou haft met us heere,as doth appcerc, 
Which thought to have lived ftill. 
Death, Is not lehovayour chiefe defence? 
For under his wings he kcepes all things. 
Then what have you need to run from hence, 
if that your faith were ftrong? 
Though the ayre 6e frelh, and fields be greenc» 
And goodly fmites which youefteeme. 
Yet I can come wlicu leaft you decmc, 
and lay you all along 
On Chrift be bolde, to take your ho!dey 
Your anchour-holde is hce. 
None other may, this pcftilcncc ftay3 
But all muftcome to mec. 
Life. Alas our flefkis fraileto fee, 
When Chrift did gronc, and make Cueh monc9 
Befides the mount of Galverie, 
when thou approchcd’ft nccrc: 
And there did 1 wcate both water and blqud3 
And Coffered death to do ns good, ~ • Have with you into the Couiurcy. 
Thefe things of thee are underftood, 
twas feene that thou wa'ft there. 
At laft did hce, both finne and thee, 
Tread downc and conquer too, 
Which faith of his, if we fhould miftc, 
Alas what fhould we doo. 
*&eath, I come nor cverie way a like, 
Three darts in band, I hold in hand, 
The firft is warre, when I do ftrike, 
in other Counties farre. 
And I thinke all Belgia quakes at mec, 
And Spaivff you know hath not gone free, 
,?Tis much to fpeake of each Countrcy, 
fori turne them all to duft. 
And here the reft £hail be expreft. 
Of two darts more in ftorc, 
Of Famins power,which doth devourc. 
Whole regions more and more. 
Life, Then the dart of Peftilcncc at the laft* 
Takes all in ftore, were left before. 
Oh (pare us Lord, pray and fa rib- 
and all our finnes repent 
Vouchfafc to ftay,fweet Chrift thy hand, 
Vpon this finfuli Englfth land. 
And give us grace to underftand, 
thefe dangers to prevent. 
*Tis time to pray, that he away. 
His indignation take s 
lord grant us grace, in cverie place, 
Petitions for to make. 
FINIS.