A Preparative to studie, or, The vertue of sack This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A43604 of text R22858 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing H1790). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 6 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 4 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2017 A43604 Wing H1790 ESTC R22858 12744695 ocm 12744695 93216 This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal . The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission. Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A43604) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 93216) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 253:E158, no 7) A Preparative to studie, or, The vertue of sack Beaumont, Francis, 1584-1616. Brathwaite, Richard, 1588?-1673. Edwards, Henry, 17th cent. Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641. Taylor, John, 1580-1653. [2], 5 p. [s.n.], London : 1641. Variously ascribed to Thomas Heywood, Henry Edwards, Francis Beaumont, Richard Brathwaite, and John Taylor. In verse. Reproduction of original in Thomason Collection, British Library. eng Drinking of alcoholic beverages -- England -- Early works to 1800. London (England) -- Social life and customs -- 17th century. A43604 R22858 (Wing H1790). civilwar no A preparative to studie: or, The vertue of sack· [no entry] 1641 911 1 0 0 0 0 0 11 C The rate of 11 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2000-00 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2001-11 SPi Global Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2001-12 TCP Staff (Michigan) Sampled and proofread 2001-12 TCP Staff (Michigan) Text and markup reviewed and edited 2002-01 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion A PREPARATIVE to Studie : OR , THE VERTUE OF SACK . LONDON , Printed Anno Dom. 1641. A PREPARATIVE to Study : OR , THE VERTVE OF Sacke . FEtch me Ben. Iohnsons Scull , and fill 't with Sacke , Rich as the same he dranke , when the whole packe Of jolly Sisters pledg'd , and did agree , It was no sinne to be as drunke as hee ; If there be any weakenesse in the wine , Ther 's vertue in the Cup to mak 't divine ; This muddy drench of Ale does tast too much Of Earth , the Malt retaines a scurvy touch Of the dull Hynde that sow'd it , and I feare There 's heresie in hops ; give Calvyn Beere , And his precise Disciple , such as thinke There 's Powder Treason in all Spanish drinke , Call Sack an Idoll , we will kisse the cup , For feare their Conventicle be blowne up With superstition ; aw●y with Brew-house Almes , Whose best mirth is six-shilling Beere and Psalmes . Let me rejoyce in sprightly Sack that can Create a Braine even in an empty Pan , Canary ! it is thou that dost inspire And actuate the soule with heavenly fire . Thou that sublim'st the Genius-making wit Scorne earth , and such as love or live by it , Thou mak'st us Lords of Regions large and faire , Whilst our conceipts build Castles in the Ayre . Since fire , earth , ayre , thus thy inferiors bee , Henceforth I le know no Element but thee ; Thou precious Elixar of all Grapes Welcome , by thee our Muse begins her scapes ; I would not leave thee Sack to be with Iove , His Nectar is but faign'd , but I doe prove Thy more essentiall worth : I am ( me thinkes ) In the Exchequer now , harke how it chinks , And doe esteeme my venerable selfe As brave a fellow as if all that Pelfe Were sure mine owne , and I have thought a way Already how to spend it , I would pay No debts , but fairely empty every Trunke And change the Gold for Sack to keepe me drunke , And so by consequence till rich Spaines wyne Being in my Crowne , the Indies too were mine , And when my Braines are once aflote ( Heav'n blesse us ) I thinke my selfe a better man then Croesus , And now I doe conceipt my selfe a Judge , And coughing , laugh , to see my Clyents trudge After my Lordships Coach unto the Hall For Justice , and am full of Law withall , And doe become the Bench as well as hee That fled of late for want of honestie , But I le be Judge no longer , though in jeast , For feare I should be talk't with like the rest , When I am sober : who can chuse but thinke Me wise , that am so wary in my drinke ? Oh , admirable Sack ! heer 's dainty sport , I am come backe from Westminster to Court , And am growne young againe , my Phtisick now Hath left me , and my Judges graver brow Is smooth'd , and I turn'd amorous as May , When she invites young Lovers forth to play Upon her flowry bosome : I could winne A Vestall now , or tempt a Saint to sinne . Oh , for a score of Queenes ! you 'd laugh to see How they would strive , which first should ravish mee . Three Goddesses were nothing : Sack has tipt My tongue with Charmes like those which Paris sipt From Venus when she taught him how to kisse Faire Helen , and invite a farther blisse , Mine is Canary-Rhetorique , that alone Would turne Diana to a burning stone , Stone with amazement burning with Loves fire , Hard to the touch , but short in her desire , Inestimable Sack ! thou mak'st us rich , Wise , amorous , any thing ; I have an itch To t'other Cup , and that perchance will make Me valiant too , and quarrell for thy sake : If I be once inflam'd against thy Foes That would preach down thy worth in small-beer-prose , I shall doe Miracles as bad or worse , As he that gave the King an hundred horse : I 'me in the North already ; Lasley's dead , He that would rise , carry the King his head , And tell him ( if he aske , who kill'd the Scot ) I knock't his Braines out with a pottle pot . Out ye Rebellious Vipers ; J 'me come back From thence againe , because there 's no good Sack , T'other odde Cup , and I shall be prepar'd To snatch at Starres , and pluck downe a reward With mine owne hands , from Iove upon their backs That are , or Charles his Enemies or Sacks ; Let it be full , if I doe chance to spill Over my study by the way , I will , Dipping in this diviner Incke my pen , Write my selfe sober , and fall too t agen . FINIS .