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The Miserie of the want of Money in this Age.
SIr Thomas Moore of famous Memorie when he was to be carried prisoner to the Tower, fil'd his pockets with Gold, saying that whetherfoever hee went hee lov'd to have his friends about him: If hee could say so then, I be∣leeve verily were hee now living in our miserable and remisse times, hee would turne all hee had, yea his verie Librarie so deare unto him into money that hee might finde friends in these dayes; true friendship being now like unto Homers Mo∣ly, an Hearbe so extreamly rare, that it is hardly or never to be found, wherefore next unto the Divine Providence, ac∣count of your money as of another Mother to breede you and feede you, another Mistris to make your heart merrie with hir lookes, another Maide to keepe cleane your House & linnen, to buy your meate in the Market, to attend you in you sick∣nesse, and performe all other duties befitting you: For without her you shall finde nothing in the World (as the world goeth now) but scorne and contempt, not onely of Strangers, but of your nearest kindred; I know want of Money to be an E∣pidemicall Disease raging like the sweating sicknesse of late yeares) over the whole land, all from the highest to the lowest feeling the misse of it, which causeth other Monied Nations and our Enemies to smile at us. For m••st true it is, that In se nil infoelicus paupertas habet, quam quod homines ridiculos facit, the worst property poverty hath in it selfe is, that it maketh men laughing stockes. It maketh men moreover vicious and dissolute, prone to commit all enormities, abusing and