Barnabees journall under the names of Mirtilus & Faustulus shadowed: for the travellers solace lately published, to most apt numbers reduced, and to the old tune of Barnabe commonly chanted. By Corymbœus.

Barnabae ITINERARIUM.

Pars secunda.

Authore Corymboeo.

Foecundi calices quem non fecere disertum?

Barnabae Itinerarium, Pars Secunda.

MIRTIL.

FAustè (FAUSTULE) rediisti, Narra (precor) quò venisti, Villas, vicos visitasti, Coetus, Si••us peragrasti, Certè scis ab Aquilone•• Multum mali, parum boni.

FAUSTUL.

ILle ego sum qui quondam, Crines, mores, vestes nondum Sunt mutatae, nam recessi, Calceamentis queis discessi, Neque pectine usus fui, Sic me meis j••vat frui.

Sed arrectis auribus audi, Quid dilexi, quicquid odi, g 1.1 Pontes, fontes, montes, valles, Caulas, cellas, colles, calles, Via••, villas, vicos, vices, Castas cautas, meretrices.

Dicam (quod mirandum) verum, Non pauperior sum quàm eram, Vno nec quadrante ditior, Lautior, ••aetior, nec foelicior, Mollior, melior, potior, p••jor, Minùs sanus, magis aeger.

Ego enim mundum totum Tanti esse quanti potum Semper duxi; mori mallem Nobilem quàm vitare allam: " Sobrius similis apparet Agno, " Ebrius Alexandro Magno.

Leviore nam Maeandro Capite capto, sum Lysandro Multò fortior, & illaesum Puto me capturum Rhesum; Sed ne tibi gravior essem, Nunc descendam ad progressum.

Primò occurrit peragranti h 1.2 Oppidum Johannis Ganti, Sedes nota & vetusta, Mendicantibus onusta, Janitorem habens qualem Mundus vix ostendet talem.

Veni Ashton, ubi vinum, Militem, & Heroinam, Clarum, charum, & formosam, Damam, domum speciosam Vidi, mersi mero Musam, Done•• pes amisit usum.

Veni Garestang, ubi malè Intrans forum Bestiale, Fortè vacillando vico Huc & illuc cum amico, In Iuvencae dorsum rui, Cujus cornu laesus fui.

Veni Preston, ductus eram Ad bacchantem Banisterum, Ac si una stirpe nati, Fratres fuimus jurati; Septem dies ibi mansi, Multum bibi, nunquam pransi.

Veni Euxston, ubi hospes Succi plena, corpore sospes, Crine Sparso, vultu blando, At halit•• (proh) nefando, Qua relicta cum ancillis, Me ad lectum duxit Phyllis.

Veni Wiggin prope coenam, Ad hospitulam obscoenam; Votis meis fit secunda, Ebria fuit & jocunda; Sparsit anus intellectum, Me relicto, mi••xit lectum.

Veni Newton in Salictis, Vbi ludens chartis pictis Cum puella speciosa, Cujus nomen erat * 1.3 Rosa, Centi-pede provocavi Ad amandum quam amavi.

Veni Warrington, profluentes Rivos ripas transeuntes Specto••s, multo satius ratus Mergi terris quàm in aquis, Vixi lautè, bibi letè, Don••e aqua•• signant metae.

Veni Budworth usque Gallum, Vbi bibi fortem allam, Sed ebrietate captus, Ire lectum sum coactus; Mihi mirus affuit status, Ad••obus sum portatus.

Sed amore captus grandi Visitandi Thomam Gandi, Holmi petii Sacellum, Vbi conjugem & puellam Vidi pulchr••s, lieet serò H•••• neglexi, mersus mero.

Hinc ad Tauka-Hill perventum, Collem valde lutu••entum, Faber mihi bene notus Mecum bibit donec potus, Quo relicto, Cythera sponte Cornua fixit Lemnia fronte.

Novo-Castro Subter linum, Mulsum propinavi vinum; Nullus ibi fit scelestus, Vox cl••mantis in suggestis; Portas castitatis frangunt, Qu•••• extincta luce tangunt.

Veni Stone ad Campanam, Vidi i 1.4 Deliam non Dianam; Hic suspectam habens vitam Pastor gregis, Iesuitam Me censebat, sed in certas Nil invenit praeter chartas.

Haywood properans malignam, Nocte praeparat aprugnam Mihi Hospes; sed quid restat? Calices ••aurire praestat: Nullum Baccho gratius libum, Quàm mutare potu cibum.

Veni Ridgelay, ubi Faber, Cui liquor Summus labor, Mecum bibit; Nocte data Mihi m••tula perforata, Vasis crimine detecto, Fit Oceanus in l••cto.

Veni Bruarton, Claudi domum, Vbi querulum audiens sonum, Conjugem virum verberantem, Et vicinum equitantem; Quo peracto, frontem lini Spuma byne instar vini.

Inde k 1.5 Lichfield properab••m, Vbi quendam invitab••m Perobscaenum opibus plenum, Ad sumendum mecum coen••m; Hausto vino, acta coena, Solvit divitis crumena.

Veni Colesill, ad macellum, Vbi in cervisiam cell••m Fortè ruens, cella sorde••, Vxor mul••et, ursa mordet; Sed ut Lanius fecit focum Lectum, dereliquilocum.

Veni Meredin, Meri-die, Vbi longae fessus viae, Hospitem in genu cepi, Etulteriùs furtìm repi; Cum qua propinand•• mansi, Donec sponsam sponsum sensi.

Veni Coventre, ubi dicunt Quod Caeruleum filum ••exunt, Ego autem hoe ignoro, Nullum enim empsiforo, Nec discerni juxta morem, Lignum, lucem, nec colorem.

Veni Dunchurch per la••rones Ad lurcones & lenones, Nullum tamen timuihorum, Nec la••ronem, nec liqu••rem; Etsi Dives metu satur, Cantet vacuus Viator.

Manè Daintre ut venissem, Corculum quod reliquissem, Avidè quaerens per musaeum, Desponsatamesse eam Intellexi, qua audita, "Vale (dixi) Proselyta.

Veni Wedon, ubi varii Omnis gentis Tabellarii Convenissent, donec mundus Currit cerebro rotundus: " Solvite Sodales laeti, " Plus l 1.6 reliqui quàm accepi.

Veni Tosseter die Martis, Vbi Baccalaureum artie Bacchanalia celebrantem Vt inveni tam constantem, Fecime consortem festi Tota nocte perbonesti.

Veni Stratford, ubi Grenum Procis procam, Veneris venam, Nulla tamen forma jugis, m 1.7 Verdor oris perit rugis; Flos ut viret semel aret, Forma spreta procis caret.

Tenens cursum & decorum, Brickhill, ubi Juniorem Veni, vidi, propter mentem Vnum octo Sapientum; Sonat vox ut Philomela, Ardet nasus ut candela.

Hocklayhole ut accessassem, Cellam Scyllam incidissem, Antro similem Inferni, Aut latibulo Lavernae; Ibi diu propinando, Saevior eram quàm Orlando.

Veni Dunstable, ubi mures Intus reptant, extus fures, Sed vacandum omni m••tu Furum temulento coetu, Pars ingenii mansit nulla Quam non tenuit ampulla.

Veni Redburne, ubi Mimi Neque medii, neque primi: Prologus hedera redimitus Simiano gestu situs, n 1.8Convivalem cecinit odem, Heus tu corrige diploidem!

Illinc stomacho inani Petii oppidum o 1.9 Albani, Vbi tantum fecit vinum, Dirigentem ad Londinum Manum manu cepi mea, Ac si socia esset ea.

Veni Barnet Signo Bursae, Vbi convenissent Vrsi, Propinquanti duo horrum Parùm studio si morum, Subligacula dente petunt, Quo posteriora foetent,

Veni Highgate, quo prospexi p 1.10 Vrbem perditè quam dilexi, Hic Tyronibus exosum Hausi Cornu tortuo sum, Ejus memorans salutem Cujus caput fit cornutum.

Veni Hollowell, pileum rubrum, In cobortem muliebrem, Me Adonidem vocan•• omnes Meretricis Babylonis; Tangunt, tingunt, molliunt, mulcent, At egentem, foris pulsant.

Veni Islington ad Leonem, Vbi spectans Histrionem Sociatum cum choraulis, Dolis immiscentem sales, Cytharae repsi in vaginam, Quod praestigiis dedit finem.

Aegrè jam relicto rure, Securem Aldermanni-Bury Primò petii, qua exosa Sentina, Holburni Rosa Me excepit, ordine tali Appuli Griphem veteris Bayly.

Vbi experrectus lecto, Tres Ciconias indiès specto, Quò victurus, donec aestas Rure curas tollet moestas; Festus FAUSTULUS & festivus, Calice vividus, corpore vivus.

Ego etiam & Sodales Nunc Galerum Cardinalis Visitantes, vi Minervae Bihimus ad Cornua Cervi, Sed Actaeon anxius ••orum, Luce sep••rat uxorem.

Sub Sigillo tubi fumantis & thyrsi flammantis, motu MULCIBERI Naso-flagrantis.

Officina juncta Baccho Juvenilem fert Tobacco, Uti Libet, tunc signata, Quae impressio nunc mutata, Uti Fiet, nota certa Qua delineatur charta.

〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉, sine telis non typis.

FINIS.

In Errata.

INter Accipitrem & Buteonem, Juxta phrasem percommunem, Spectans ista typis data, Haec comperui Errata; Quae si corrigas (Candide Lecto) Plena coronet pocula nectar.

A vertice ad calcem Erratis admove falcem.

Errando, disco.

I Am Venus Vinis reditura Venis, Jam Venus Venis peritura plenis, Nam Venus Venis patitur serenis, Nectare plenis.* 1.11

Barnabees JOURNALL.

The second part.

By Gorymboeus.

Ore-flowing Cups whom have they not made learn'd?

Barnabees Iournall, The Second Part.

MIRTIL.

FAUSTULUS! happily returned; Tell me, pray thee, where th'st joar∣ned; What Townes, villages th'ast viewed, What Seats, Sites or States were shewed; Sure thou know'st the North's uncivill, Small good comes thence, but much evill.

FAUSTUL.

WHat I was once, same I am now, Haire, conditions, garments same too, Yea there's no man justly doub∣teth, These the same shooes I went out with; And for combe I ne're us'd any, Lest I lost some of my Meney.

But attend me, and partake it, What I loved, what I hated, g 1.12 Bridges, fountaines, mountaines, valleis, Cauls, cells, hillocks, high-wayes, shallows, Paths, towns, villages and trenches, Chast-choice-chary-merry wenches.

Truth I'le tell thee, nothing surer, Richer am I not, nor poorer, Gladder, madder nor more pleasing, Blither, brisker, more in season, Better, worser, thinner, thicker, Neither healthfuller nor sicker.

For the world I so farre prize it, But for Liquor I'd despise it, Thousand deaths I'd rather dye too Than hold Ale mine Enemy too: " Sober, Lamb-like doe I wander, " Drunk, I'm stout as Alexander.

When my head feeles his Maeander, I am stronger than Lysander; Th'Ile of Ree I little feare it Without wound to winne and weare it; But lest tedious I expresse me, To my Progresse I'le addresse me.

First place where I first was knowne-a, Was brave Iohn a Gants h 1.13 old Towne-a, A Seat▪ antiently renowned, But with store of Beggars drowned: For a Iaylor ripe and mellow, The world h' as not such a fellow.

Thence to Ashton, good as may be Was the wine, brave Knight, bright Ladie, All I saw was comely specious, Seemly gratious, nea••ly precious; My Muse with Bacchus so long traded, When I walk't, my legs denaid it.

Thence to Garestang, pray you harke it, Ent'ring there a great Beast-market, As I jogged on the street-a 'Twas my fortune for to meet-a A young Heyfer, who before her Tooke me up and threw me o're her.

Thence to Preston, I was led-a, To brave Banisters to bed-a, As two borne and bred together We were presently sworne brether; Seven dayes were me there assigned, Oft I supt, but never dined.

Thence to Euxston, where mine Hostesse Feeles as soft as any tost is, Jucy, lusty, count'nance toothsome, Braided haire, but breath most loathsome; Her I left with locks of amber, Phyllis light me to my chamber.

Thence to Wiggin about Supper, To an Hostesse, none more slutter, Buxome was she yet to see to, She'd be drunk for companie too; Wit this Beldam soon did scater, And in Bed distill'd her water.

Thence to Newton in the Willows, Where being boulstred up with pillows, I at Cards plaid with a girle * 1.14 Rose by name, a dainty pearle, At Cent-foot I often moved Her to love me whom I loved.

Thence to Warrington, banks or'eflowed, Travellers to th'Towne were rowed, Where supposing it much better To be drown'd on Land than Water, Sweetly, neatly I sojourned Till that deluge thence returned.

Thence to Cock at Budworth, where I Drunk strong ale as browne as berry, Till at last with deep-healths felled, To my bed I was compelled; I for state was bravely sorted, By two Poulterers supported.

Where no sooner understand I Of mine horest Hoast Tom▪ Gandi, To Holme Chappell forthwith set I, Maid and Hostesse both were prety, But to drinke tooke I affection, I forgot soone their complexion.

Thence to Tauke-a-Hill resort I, An hill steepy, slippery, durty; Smith with me being well acquainted Drunk with me till 's wits were tainted, Having left me, Venus swore it, She'd shooe-horn her Vulcans forehead.

At New-Castle under line-a, There I trounc'd it in burn't wine-a; None oth'Wicked there remained, Weekly Lectures were proclaimed: Chastity they roughly handle, While blind zeale snuffs out the candle.

Thence to th' Bell at Stone streight draw I, i 1.15 Delia no Diana saw I; By the Parson I was cited Who held me for Jesuited; In his search, the door fast locked, Nought but Cards were in my pocket.

Thence to Haywood taking flight-a, The Hostesse gave me brawne at night-a; But what's that unto the matter? Whiskins sorted with my nature: To brave Bacchus no gift quicker Than oblations of strong liquor.

Thence to Ridgelay, where a Black-smith, Liquor being all hee'd take with, Boused with me; mid-night waking And a looking-glasse there taking, Chamber-pot was hol'd quite thorow, Which made me lye wet till morrow.

Thence to Bruarton, old Claudus Did approve us and applaud us, Where I heard a wofull bleating, A curst wife her husband beating; Neighbour rode for this default-a, While I dyde my front with malt-a.

Thence to k 1.16 Lichfield went I right on, Where I chanced to invite one, A Curmudgeon rich but nasty To a supper of a pasty. Having sipt, and supt, and ended, What I spent, the Miser lended.

Thence to Colesill, to a Shamble Like an old Fox did I amble, To a cellar, troth I'le tell ye, Fusty, musty, headlong fell I; But the Butcher having made-a Th'fire his bed, no more I staid-a.

Thence at Meredin appeare I, Where growne surfoot and sore weary, I repos'd, where I chuckt Jone-a, Felt her pulse, would further gone-a; There we drunk, and no guest crost us, Till I tooke the Hoast for th'Hostesse.

Thence to Coventre, where 'tis said-a Coventre blew is only made-a; This I know not, for sure am I In no Market bought I any; Bacchus made me such a Scholer, Black nor blew, I knew no colour.

Thence to Dunchurch, where report is Of pimps, punks a great resort is, But to me none such appeared, Bung nor Bung-hole I ne're feared; Though the rich Chrone have feares plenty, Safe he sings whose purse is empty.

At Daintre earely might you find me, But not th' Wench I left behind me, Neare the Schoole-house where I ••oused, Her I sought but she was spoused, Which I having heard that night-a, "Farewell (quoth I) Proselyta.

Thence to Wedon, there I tarried In a Waggon to be carried; Carriers there are to be found-a, Who will drink till th' world run round-a: " Pay, good fellows, I'le pay nought heere, " I have l 1.17 left more than I brought heere.

Thence to Tosseter on a Tuesday, Where an artfull Batchler chus'd I To consort with; we ne're budged, But to Bacchus revels trudged; All the Night-long sat we at it Till we both grew heavy pated.

Thence to Stratford where Frankm 1.18 Green-a, Daintiest Doe that e're was seene-a, Venus varnish me saluted, But no beauty long can sute it; Beauty feedeth, beauty fadeth, Beauty lost, her wooer vadeth.

Holding on my journey longer, Streight at Brickhill with TOM. YOUNGER. I arriv'd; one by this cheese-a Styl'd the eighth wiseman of Greece-a, Voyce more sweet than Prognes sister, Like a Torch his nose doth glister.

To Hocklayhole as I approached, Scylla's barmy cell I broached, Darke as th' Cave of Pluto's station, Or Laverna's habitation; Quaffing there while I could stand-o, Madder grew I than Orlando.

Thence to Dunstable, all about me; Mice within, and Thieves without me; But no feare affrights deep drinkers, There I tost it with my Skinkers; Not a drop of wit remained Which the Bottle had not drained.

Thence to Redburne, where were Players, None of Roscius actiue heyres; Prologue crown'd with a Wreath of Iuy, Jetted like an Ape most lively: I told them sitting at the n 1.19 banket They should be canvas'd in a blanket.

From thence with a stomack empty To the towne ofo 1.20 Albane went I, Where with wine I was so undon, As the Hand which guides to London In my blind hand I receaved, And her more acquaintance craved.

Thence to th' Purse at Barnet known-a, There the Beares were come to Town-a; Two rude Hunks, 'tis troth I tell ye, Drawing neare them, they did smell me, And like two mis-shapen wretches Made me, ay me, wrong my bretches.

Thence to Highgate, where I viewed p 1.21 City I so dearely loved, And th' Horne of Matriculation Drunk to th'freshmen of our Nation, To his memory saluted Whose branch'd head was last cornuted.

Thence to Hollowell, Mother red cap, In a troupe of Trulls I did hap; Whoors of Babylon me impalled, And me their Adonis called; With me toy'd they, buss'd me, cull'd me, But being needy, out they pull'd me.

Thence to Islington at Lion, Where a juggling I did spy one, Nimble with his Mates consorting, Mixing cheating with his sporting; Creeping into th'Case of's viall Spoil'd his juggling, made them fly all.

Country left; I in a fury To the Axe in Alder-Bury First arrived, that place slighted I at Rose in Holborne lighted, From the Rose in flaggons sayle I To the Griphin ith' Old-Bayly.

Where no sooner doe I waken, Than to Three Cranes am I taken, Where I lodge and am no starter Till I see the Summer quarter; Pert is FAUSTULUS and pleasing, Cup brimfull, and corpse in season.

Yea, my merry mates and I too Oft to th' Cardinals Hat fly to, Where to Harts Horns we carouse it, As Minerva doth infuse it, But Actaon sick oth' yellows Mewes his wife up from good fellows.

Under th' Signe of Pipe still fuming, And the Bush for ever flaming, Mulciber the motion moving, With Nose-burning Master shaming:

A Shop neighbouring neare Iacco, Where Young vends his old Tobacco, As you like it, sometimes sealed, Which impression since repealed, As you make it, he will have it, And in Chart and Front engrave it: Harmelesse but no artlesse end Cloze I here unto my Friend.

FINIS.

Upon the Errata's.

BE••wixt Hawke and Buzzard, ô man, After th'Phraze of speech so cōmon, Having seene this Journall at print, I found these Erata's in it; Which if thou correct (Kind Reader) Nectar by thy Muses feeder.

From the head unto the foot Nought but Error, looke unto't.

••his observation have I found most true, ••rring, I learne mine Errors to subdue.

NOw Venus pure Veines are with Wines inflamed, Now Venus full Veines are by wines re∣strained, For Venus swolne Veines are by Morphuus chained, From folly wained.

Notes

• g 1.1

  Anglia, mons, fons, pons, Ecclesia, f••mina, lanae.
• h 1.2

  Scinditur •• clivo Turris, bitumine murus; Moenia sic propriis sunt reditura rogis.
• * 1.3

  Quàm Rosa spiravit! sed ••doribus Aquilo flavit, Et rugas retu••it quas meminisse dolet.
• i 1.4

  •• mell••a, mea Delia▪
• k 1.5

  Cautibus, arboribus, cinaris, frondentibus herbis, Crevit in Ecclesiam vallis opima tuam.
• l 1.6

  Nauseanti stomacho effluunt omnia.
• m 1.7

  Vere fruor titulo, non sanguine, fronte, capillo; Nomine si vireo, Vere tamen pereo.
• n 1.8

  Actor.

  Dapes Convivi••, sapore vario.

  Auctor.

  Diplois spatio lataque medio. Corrige diploidem aegregie Nebulo.
• o 1.9

  Hic Albanus erat, tumulum, titulum{que} reliquit; Albion Albanum vix parit alma parem.
• p 1.10

  Tot Colles Romae, quot sunt Spectacula Trojae, Quae septem numero, digna labore tuo. Ista manent Trojae Spectacula: 1 Busta, 2 Gigantes, 3 Histrio, 4 Dementes, 5 Struthiones, 6 Ursa, 7 Leones.
• * 1.11

  S••por nam Vinis provocatur Venis, Cui nulla magis inimica Venus.
• g 1.12

  England amongst all Nations, is most-full Of hills, wells, bridges, Churches, women, wooll.
• h 1.13

  An ancient Arch doth threaten a decline, And so must strongest Piles give way to time.
• * 1.14

  Fresh was my Rose, till by a Northwind tost, She sap, sent, verdure, and her vigour lost.
• i 1.15

  ô my honey-suckle Delia▪
• k 1.16

  Inclos'd with cliffs, trees, Sciences, Artichokes, The fruitfull vale up to thy Temple lookes.
• l 1.17

  My queasy stomach making bold, To give them that it could not hold.
• m 1.18

  Green is my name from him whom I obey, But tho my name be Green, my head is gray.
• n 1.19

  Actor.

  Even as in a ban a-quet are dish••es Of Sun-dry ta-ast.

  Author.

  Even so is thy doo-blet too long ith wa-ast; Goe mend it thou knave, goe mend it.
• o 1.20

  Here Alban was; his Tombe, his Title too; "All Albion shew me such an Alban now.
• p 1.21

  Seven Hils there were in Rome, and so there be Seven Sights in New-Troy crave our memorie: 1 Tombes, 2 Guild-Hall Giants, 3 Stage-plaies, 4 Bedlam poore, 5 Ostr••ch, 6 Beare-garden, 7 Lyons in the Towre.