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And nought he found but churlish tauntes,
By every ones consente :


His owne deare cross he bore himselfe,

A burthen far too great,

Which made him in the streete to fainte,
With blood and water sweat.

Being weary thus, he sought for rest,
To ease his burdened soule,

Upon a stone; the which a wretch

Did churlishly controule;


And sayd, "Awaye, thou King of Jowes,
Thou shalt not rest thee here;


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Of Jesus Christ thus shed,

And to the crosse his bodye nail'd,

Away with speed he fled,

Without returning backe againe
Unto his dwelling place,

And wandred up and downe the worlde,
A runnagate most base.


No resting could he finde at all,

No ease, nor hearts content;


No house, nor home, nor biding place;

But wandring forth he went

From towne to towne in foreigne landes,
With grieved conscience still,

Repenting for the heinous guilt


Of his fore-passed ill.

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"I'll rest," sayd hee, “but thou shalt walke;"


So doth this wandring Jew,

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He hath past through many a foreigne place,
Arabia, Egypt, Africa,


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"It you had seene his death," saith he
"As these mine eyes have done,
Ten thousand thousand times would yee
His torments think upon,

And suffer for his sake all paine

Of torments, and all woes:"

These are his wordes, and eke his life,
Whereas he comes or goes.



The Lye,


is found in a very scarce miscellany, entitled "Davison's Poems, or a poeticall Rapsodie, divided into sixe books. ... The 4th impression newly corrected and augmented, and put into a forme more pleasing to the reader. Lond. 1621, 12mo." This poem is reported to have been written by its celebrated author the night before his execution, Oct. 29, 1618. But this must be a mistake, for there were at least two editions of Davison's Poems before that time, one in 1608,' the other in 1611.2 So that unless this poem was an after-insertion in the fourth edit. it must have been written long before the death of Sir Walter: perhaps it was composed soon after his condemnation in 1603.-See Oldys's Life of Sir Walter Raleigh, p. 173, fol.

GOE, Soule, the bodies guest,

Upon a thankelesse arrant;

Feare not to touche the best,

The truth shall be thy warrant ;
Goe, since I needs must dye,

And give the world the lye.

Goe tell the court it glowes

Goe tell the church it showes


And shines like rotten wood;

What's good, and doth no good;


If church and court reply,
Then give them both the lye.

Catalogue of T. Rawlinson, 1727.

Catalogue of Sion. Coll. Library. This is either lost or mislaid.

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Tell men of high condition,
That rule affairs of state,
Their purpose is ambition,
Their practise ouely hate;
And if they once reply,
Then give them all the lye.

Tell them that brave it most,
They beg for more by spending,
Who in their greatest cost

Seek nothing but commending;
And if they make reply,
Spare not to give the lye.

Tell zeale it lacks devotion;
Tell love it is but lust;
Tell time it is but motion;
Tell flesh it is but dust;
And wish them not reply,
For thou must give the lye.

Tell age it daily wasteth;

Tell honour how it alters; Tell beauty how she blasteth ; Tell favour how she falters; And as they shall reply, Give each of them the lye.

Fell wit how much it wrangles

In tickle points of nicenesse; Fell wisedome she entangles Herselfe in over-wisenesse ; And if they do reply,

Straight give them both the lye.

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