SCUMBROTH

A mangier, a mangier, a mangier, I must needs have a mangy voice, when ̄ I do nothing but ball for a company of hungry Scabs; a mangier. A mangier, a manger, a mangier, Alas, whereas the sub Prior? Yes, choked: that of which men die overnight, and are well the next morning, wine has killed the Lord Prior: he ud in a bravery taste the liquour of our Vines, because you thr atned he should never lick his lips after. And the Kernel of a grape stopped his windpipe, for want of a kow ring-sticke. How dead, because I would be sure, I cut his throat of purpose, to take out the Kernel. To see more throats cut, and Execution of certain Gallants is this morning. And I came running to see them, who Like a whore spoils every good thing that comes into his hand. The hangman, I leave you to the Gallows. What shall become of all us then? Thats we. Oh most learned Rush! Shall I take this upon me my Lord? You have my voice. With a good maw, I shall have a fatter office to be his scullion. I shall be greedy to learn of him sir, since your lord ship is turned, our very Jack and his spits shall turn too, How? Sleep? no sir no, I am turned a tyrant and cannot sleep: I stand centinel perdu, and somebody die if I sleep, I am possessed with the dium ll and cannot sle pe. The encers devil a fighting devil; Rush has come mitted a murder upon my body, and his carcase shall answer it; the cock of my revenge is up. He has taken away my good name, which is flat man sl ughter, and half hanged me, which is as much as murder, he told the Lord Prior and you that I was kissing a wench: Its a lie, I give him the lie, and he shall fight with me at single pistall against my caliver, do I look Like a whorme monger? when have you seen a wencher thus iary as I am: Rush thou diest for this treason against my members concupis centiallitie. No, but I'll make him know what 'tis to boil a cook in's own grease. I am scalding hight; I am charged with urie, I carry a heartburning within me. I kiss a whore? I shall have boys cry out to me, now who kiss Marry? No Rush, Scumbroth shall give thee sugar pellets to eat, I will not be danc'de upon. Let me but have one blow ats head with my cleaver I that kitchen, and I freely forgive him, or let me bownce at him. Do you think so what becomes of our roaring boys then that healths one to another, do you think they will be dam up too? So, ho, ho, father, Subprior. One that feeds the hungry, the cook sir, Scumbroth. But stay, father Subprior, before we go one step farther, what do you think I have done since I went from you? Hurt? If I did hurt in that, how much would me do All ma ke makers, who lie coldly quivering at it all the year long? I did do nothing but stand staring at the man in the moon. This: I thought to my self, what a happy fellow that man in the moon was, to see so many fools and knaves here below, and yet never to be troubled with they, nor meddle with they. If that man in the moon should write a prognosti cation, o he should not need to tell astronomical lies to fill his book, nor talk in gibrish no man understands, of Quartiles, Aspects, Stations, Retrogradations, Peragrations; Cen tricall, Eccentrical, Cosmical, Acronicall, and such Palquo icall, Solar, Lunar, L naticall vaulting over the rails of heaven, that no Christian dare look upon their tricks, for fear his wit break his neck. Arts profound, Arts make men as very asses as woe men do, I have no Art, and yet I know this Moon that shines to night, sees more than you or I do, for all your spec tacles. Which of the eyes? 'tis but the left eye: and the Sun is the right: and yet the left sometime sees more than the right, and the right as much as the left, there is paxonisme for you father globicall paxonisme. No, why heres the oyster opened, I say the Sun sees much knavery in a year, & the Moon more in a quarter the Moon sees men carried by a quarrelling watch to prison, and the Sun sees the constable and the booke-keep r share fees the next morning. Yes, but they swear 'tis well: the Moon sees ba stards come b wling into the world, & the Sun sees'em shif ted and shuftled in dossers, away to nurse, & thats the cause we have so many dosser-heads: the Moon sees old curmudge ons come reeling from Taverns with S pping of half pi tes of Sack, and the Sun sees the same churls the next day, so berly cutting any men throat for a penny. What here lies: marry, father Subprior, the devil and some Vsuters money have been here at their lechery, and see what goodly children they have begotten: if you will isle keep the bastards at nurse. I will do it I protest. Farewell good father, fool: I'll give the blind a dog to led they, the lame shall to the whipping-post, the sick shall die in a cage, and the hungry leap at a crust: I seed oh gues, the pox shall: the world is change: a beggar you sterday, and full of gold to day: and ass to day, and a prowed scab to morrow. But all the craft in that great head of yours cannot get it out of my anger's. Zounds who the devil art thou? Thank hell for it: hell makes worse fool rich in a year. When do you lay again, that I may have more of these eggs? What need you be at such charges, I'll do it: but shall the poor be a penny the better for me, as the old fell low charge me, yea, or no? Whose that? My Genius, I am a cook, my Genius then belike is a S ullion; but when this is spent, can my Genius tell me whither I shall have more. Because my Genius keeps company with a great man, I'll take all their words; and his bound. What says the prodigal child in the painted cloth? when all his money was spent and gone, they turned him out unnecessary; then did he weep and wist not what to done, for he was in's hose and doublet verily, the best is, there are but two batches of people moulded in this world, thats to say Gentlemen and Beggars; or Beggars and Gentlemen, or Gentlemanlike Beggars, or Beggerlike Gentlemen; I rank with one of these I am sure, tag and rag one with another: Am I one of those whom Fortune favours? No no, if Fortune fa vourd me, I should be full, but Fortune favours no body but Garlic, nor Garlic neither now, yet she has strong reason to love it; for though Garlic made her smell abominably in the nostrils of the gallants, yet she had smelled and stunk worse but for garlic: One filthy sent takes away another. She once smiled upon me Like a lamb, when she gave me gold, but now she roars upon me Like a Lion. Stay: what said hea ? Spend this bravely, and thou shalt have more: can nigh prodigal new come upstarted spend it more bravely? and now to get more, I must go into the grove of Naples thats here, and get into a black tree, hears a black tree too, but art thou he? H would, where art thou my sweet great head? O'at the head, thats to say at the top: how shall I get up? for 'tis hard when a man is down in this world to get up, I shall never climb High. I will High me then, but I am as heavy as a sow of led. Yes, I will led (big Head) whatsoever follows, Many a gallant for gold, has climbde higher on a gallowes' The storm even as Head nodded) is coming: Cook, lick thy fingers, now or never. On which would you all were hanged, so I were off it, and safe at home. Do witches engender here: zounds I shall be the devils bawd whilst he goes to his techerie. Alas! The best is, if I be a match in the devils tinderbox, I can stink no worse than I do already. Sure the fear no Christian Devils, they so love one another. Friar Rush amongst they I thought the devil was turned Merchant, theres so many Pirates at Sea. Are there gentlemen devils too? this is one of those, who studies the black Art, thats to say, drinks Tobacco. No nor scarce ith suburbs. Alas, now now. Its no marvel if markets be deer, when the is b und to find the devil roast-meat. All the world is turned devil. Rush is one too, One was to get me thrust out of the priory. Whose arse makes buttons. The devil choke you fort. Not too fast. For hanging I stand fair. Would I could fly into a bench-hole! Would I were there but . If he melted allow, he smelled sweetly as I do. They fear not satin nor all his works. Call you this, raining down of gold? I am wet toth' skin in the shower, but 'tis with sweating for fear: had I now had the conscience that some Vintners and Inholders have? here might I have got the devil and all. But two sins have undone me, prodigality, and covetousness: and three Pees have pepperd me, the Punk, the Pot, and Pipe of smoke, out of my pocket my gold did soak. I cannot swear now, zounds I am gallant: but I can swear as many of the ragged Regiment do, zounds I have been a gallant. But I am now down, dejected, and debashed, and can better draw out a thirdendale gallant, thats to say, a gallant that wants of his true measure, than any can draw him out of his scores: thus he up and he's pulls down; thus is he raised and thus declinde: Nominativo, Gallantus, a Gallant. Genetivo, Hugious, brave. Dativo Hu c, If he gets once a ck, Accusativo Hunc, Of a affa y Punk. Accusativo Hunc, Hunc, H nc, & Hoc, With up her smock He's gone if he cry so. Away with him, he has the pock If the pox , Genetivo, Horum, Yet he's a beggar in coram. Dativo, His: His gilded rapier he does miss. A cus tiuo Hos, Without his cloak he goes. Accusati Has, To the Counter he must pass. Hos, has & Hae , With Catchpols at his back. ! A hold he desired, and to to ' hold he must go. Abl tiuo, ab His, Thus many a C llant declined is. Can you pick nothing out of my face? Is there not a Deaths-head standing on my shoulders? By the Great-head, I think he cozened ee, He is gone to the blacke-squibbe-tree, to Judas Oak! set by the Devil, I told you then, I saw rier Rush spit fire amongst other Hel-c to , and ye would not believe me Now I tell you, that the Prior is choked; will his choking go down your throat? Stand: cannot a Gentleman grow rich, but he must keep knaves about him? The Lord Prior is called away: Yes, Head. Farewell. Sweetbreads I hold my life, that devils and ass. Well si the cold water of your counsel has laid the neat of my urie: he had met with his match, but I will shoot off my anger, I will be gone, and why? Look you, because the moon is up and makes horns at one of us; As the noble men coach is drawn by four horses, the knights by two, & the cuckold by three, even so am I drawn away with none at all. Vale, Bonos Noches: I am possessed still: It buzzes, here. Vale.