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       Cum cetu Babilonico

      Et cantu diabolico,

      With pollers and piller[s],

      And al hir well willers,

      And ther to dwel euer:

      And thus wil I leaue hir.”

      From Phylogamus, 12mo, without date or printer’s name—of which the title-page and five leaves are preserved in a volume of Ballads and Fragments in the British Museum. The late Mr. Douce has written below the title-page “Probably by Skelton;” but it is certainly not his.

      “Gyue place, ye poetes fine,

      Bow doune now & encline;

      For nowe yᵉ Muses nyne,

      So sacred and diuine,

      In Parnase holy hyll

      Haue wrought theyr worthy wyll.

      And by theyr goodly skyll

      Vppon that myghty mountayne

      In Hellycons fountayne, &c.

      …

      O poete so impudent,

      Whyche neuer yet was studente,

      To thee the goddes prudente

      Minerua is illudente!

      Thou wrytest thynges dyffuse,

      Incongrue and confuse,

      Obfuscate and obtuse;

      No man the lyke doth use

      Among the Turckes or Jewes;

      Alwayes inuentyng newes

      That are incomparable,

      They be so fyrme and stable:

      Lyke as a shyppe is able,

      Wythout ancre and cable,

      Roother, maste, or sayle,

      Pully, rope, or nayle,

      In wynde, weather, or hayle,

      To guyde both top and tayle,

      And not the course to fayle;

      So thys our poet maye,

      Wythout a stopp or staye,

      In cunnynge wend the way,

      As wel by darke as day,

      And neuer go astray,

      Yf yt be as they saye.

      O poet rare and recent,

      Dedecorate and indecent,

      Insolent and insensate,

      Contendyng and condensate,

      Obtused and obturate,

      Obumbylate, obdurate,

      Sparyng no priest or curate,

      Cyuylyan or rurate,

      That be alredy marryed,

      And from theyr vow bene varyed,

      Wherto the Scrypture them caried!

      They myght as wel haue taryed;

      I sweare by the north doore rood,

      That stowte was whyle he stood,

      That they had bene as good

      To haue solde theyr best blew hood;

      For I am in suche a moode,

      That for my power and parte,

      Wyth al my wyt and arte,

      Wyth whole intent and harte,

      I wyl so at them darte,” &c.

      The Copye of a letter, sent by John Bradford to the right honorable lordes the Erles of Arundel, Darbie, Shrewsbury, & Penbroke, declarīg the nature of spaniardes, and discouering the most detestable treasons, whiche they haue pretended moste falselye againste oure moste noble kyngdome of Englande. Whereunto is added a tragical blast of the papisticall trōpet for mayntenaunce of the Popes kingdome in Englande. by. T.E. If ye beleue the trueth, ye saue your liues, &c. 12mo, and without date or printer’s name on the title-page: the copy now before me is imperfect at the end, where perhaps both are given. According to Herbert’s Ames’s Typ. Antiq. iii. 1582, this piece was printed in 1555.

      In the two subjoined passages (perhaps in more) of this tract, the author adopts the Skeltonic metre, though the whole is printed as prose:—

      “There be many other noble menne [among the Spaniards, besides the duke of Medena-zelie] vndoubtedly very wise and politik, which can throughe their wisdome binde themselues for a time from their nature, and applye their condicions to the maners of those menne with whom they would gladlye bee frended; whose mischeuouse maners a man shal neuer knowe, till he come vnder their subiection. But then shall ye perceiue perfectly their puffed pride, with many mischeffes beside, their prowling and poling, their bribinge and shauing, their most deceitfull dealing, their braging and bosting, their flatteringe and faininge, their abominable whorehuntynge, with most rufull ruling, | their doings vniust, | with insaciate lust, | their stout stubbernnes, | croked crabbednes, | and vnmeasurable madnes, | in enui, pride, and lecherie, | which, thei saie, God loueth hartelie, | vaineglorie and hipocrisie, | with al other vilanie | of what kinde soeuer it be; | supersticion, desolacion, extorcion, adulacion, dissimulacion, exaltacion, suppression, inuocacion, and all abominacion; with innumerable moe mischeues, whiche I coulde plainlie declare, that no nacion in the world can suffer. Their masking and mumbling | in the holi time of lent | maketh many wiues brente, | the king being present, | nighte after nighte, | as a prince of moste mighte, | which hath power in his hande | that no man dare withstande: | yet if that were the greatest euil, | we might suffer it wel, | for there is no man liuing | but would suffer the king | to haue wife, sister, doughter, maide and all, | bothe great & smal, | so many as he liste, | no man would him resist; | but the worst of all the companie | muste haue my wife priuelie, | when I am present bi; | this is more vilanie, | that one muste kepe the dore; | will not that greue you sore? | & dare not speake for your life, | when another hath youre wife,” | &c. Sig. B i.

      “Ye wil say, the Spaniards kepe their olde rentaking: how can that be, when euery poore man must pay yerely for euery chimney in his house, and euery other place that is to make fire in, as ouen, fornes, and smithes forge, a Frenche crowne? wil Englishmen, or can thei, suffer to be poled and pilled moste miserably, in payeng continually suche poling pence and intollerable tollages for all maner graine and breade, befe, beare and mutton, goose, pigge and capone, henne, mallard and chicken, milk, butter and chese, egges, apples & peares, | wine white and reade, | with all other wines beside, | salt white and graye? | al thinges must pay; | small nuttes and wallnuttes, | cheries and chestnuttes, | plumbes, damassens, philbeardes, and al | both gret & smal, | whatsoeuer thei maye se, | to fede the pore commenalte; | salmon and hearing; | this is a shamefull thing; | tench, ele or conger; | this shall kepe vs vnder, | and make vs die for hunger; | flounders, floucke, plaice or carpe; | here is a miserable warke | that Englande must abide | to maintaine Spanishe pride,” &c. Sig. F ii.

      From Doctour Doubble Ale—12mo, without printer’s name or date.

      “Although I lacke intelligence,

      And can not skyll of eloquence,

      Yet wyll I do my diligence

      To say sumthing or I go hence,

      Wherein I may demonstrate

      The figure, gesture, and estate

      Of one that is a curate,

      That harde is and endurate,

      And ernest in the cause