Tailors travels from London to the Isle of VVight, vvith his returne, and occasion of his iourney
         Taylor, John, 1580-1653.
      
       
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             Tailors travels from London to the Isle of VVight, vvith his returne, and occasion of his iourney
             Taylor, John, 1580-1653.
          
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           TAILORS
           TRAVELS
           ,
           from
           LONDON
           ,
           TO
           THE
           ISLE
           of
           WIGHT
           :
           VVith
           his
           Returne
           ,
           and
           occasion
           of
           his
           Iourney
           .
        
         
           THE
           occasion
           why
           I
           undertooke
           this
           Insulary
           Journey
           or
           Voyage
           from
           one
           Island
           to
           another
           ,
           was
           for
           three
           Respects
           :
           First
           ,
           I
           had
           a
           great
           importunate
           desire
           to
           see
           my
           Gracious
           Soveraigne
           afflicted
           Lord
           and
           Master
           :
           Secondly
           ,
           I
           travelled
           with
           an
           intent
           to
           get
           some
           Silver
           in
           this
           Iron
           Age
           ,
           (
           for
           pleasure
           and
           profit
           should
           be
           the
           reward
           of
           honest
           and
           harmelesse
           paines
           taking
           .
           )
           Before
           I
           began
           this
           high
           and
           mighty
           perambulation
           ,
           I
           did
           put
           forth
           many
           Bills
           to
           divers
           and
           sundry
           friends
           ,
           to
           pay
           me
           some
           small
           sums
           of
           that
           pretious
           thing
           called
           Money
           ,
           at
           my
           returne
           ;
           the
           purport
           ,
           purpose
           ,
           pretence
           ,
           signification
           ,
           meaning
           ,
           or
           marrow-bone
           of
           the
           Bill
           ,
           were
           these
           following
           words
           .
        
         
           When
           
             John
             Taylor
          
           hath
           beene
           from
           
             London
          
           to
           the
           Isle
           of
           
             Wight
             ,
          
           and
           returned
           againe
           ,
           and
           that
           at
           his
           returne
           ,
           he
           doe
           give
           or
           cause
           to
           be
           given
           to
           me
           ,
           a
           Booke
           or
           Pamphlet
           of
           true
           newes
           and
           relations
           of
           Passages
           at
           the
           Island
           ,
           and
           to
           and
           fro
           in
           his
           Iourney
           ;
           I
           doe
           promise
           to
           give
           to
           him
           or
           his
           assignes
           ,
           the
           summe
           of
           what
           I
           please
           in
           Lawfull
           money
           of
           England
           ,
           provided
           that
           the
           sayd
           summe
           be
           not
           under
           6
           pence
           .
        
         
           NOW
           at
           my
           returne
           ,
           if
           all
           my
           Customers
           doe
           pay
           me
           according
           to
           the
           Bill
           then
           am
           I
           exceedingly
           deceived
           ;
           but
           if
           none
           of
           them
           doe
           pay
           me
           ,
           then
           I
           am
           meerely
           couzened
           ;
           and
           now
           begins
           the
           Story
           .
        
         
           Printed
           at
           the
           Authors
           Charge
           ,
           and
           are
           no where
           to
           be
           sold
           ,
           1648.
           
        
      
    
     
       
       
       
         
           
             THis
             Pamphlet
             is
             not
             stuft
             with
             Triviall
             Bables
             ,
          
           
             Or
             vaine
             prodigious
             undisgested
             fables
             :
          
           
             This
             is
             no
             
               Mercury
            
             (
             with
             scoffs
             ,
             and
             jeeres
             )
          
           
             To
             raise
             debate
             ,
             and
             set
             us
             by
             the
             eares
             ,
          
           
             As
             if
             poore
             
               England
            
             had
             not
             yet
             endur'd
          
           
             Sufficient
             plagues
             ,
             but
             she
             must
             be
             assur'd
             ,
          
           
             By
             New
             ,
             New
             ,
             Newes
             ,
             of
             New
             frights
             ,
             and
             new
             foes
             ,
          
           
             And
             future
             mischiefes
             worse
             then
             present
             woes
             :
          
           
             I
             bring
             no
             tidings
             of
             such
             consequence
             ,
          
           
             To
             breed
             
               Feares
               ,
               Jealousies
               ,
            
             or
             give
             offence
             ,
          
           
             Nor
             am
             I
             fraught
             with
             wonders
             ,
             wounds
             ,
             and
             scarres
             ,
          
           
             Or
             any
             thing
             relating
             to
             the
             Warres
             :
          
           
             It
             is
             so
             writ
             that
             no
             man
             can
             accuse
          
           
             Me
             of
             detraction
             ,
             scandall
             ,
             or
             abuse
             ;
          
           
             My
             lines
             are
             all
             from
             feare
             and
             horror
             free
             ,
          
           
             And
             here
             and
             there
             as
             true
             as
             true
             may
             be
             :
          
           
             Yea
             much
             more
             true
             ,
             I
             may
             be
             bound
             to
             sweare
          
           
             Then
             many
             Bookes
             have
             beene
             this
             twice
             foure
             yeare
             ,
          
           
             Or
             any
             Mercury
             writ
             heretofore
             ,
          
           
             Or
             old
             
               Currantoes
               ,
            
             in
             the
             daies
             of
             Yore
             .
          
           
             Then
             stroke
             your
             heards
             ,
             or
             wipe
             your
             mouthes
             (
             at
             least
             ,
             )
          
           
             And
             read
             ,
             and
             heare
             what
             I
             have
             here
             exprest
             .
          
        
         
           
             THe
             next
             succeeding
             mouth
             unto
             
               September
               ,
            
          
           
             
               October
            
             was
             this
             yeare
             .
             (
             as
             I
             remember
             )
             
          
           
             Without
             the
             charge
             of
             Proxcy
             or
             Atturney
             ,
          
           
             My selfe
             in
             proper
             Person
             tooke
             this
             journey
             :
          
           
             Two
             Gentlewomen
             (
             by
             two
             Maides
             attended
             )
          
           
             Accompanied
             me
             till
             my
             travells
             ended
             .
          
           
             We
             tooke
             one
             Coach
             ,
             two
             Coach-men
             ,
             and
             foure
             horses
             ;
             
          
           
             And
             merrily
             from
             London
             made
             our
             courses
             :
          
           
             We
             wheel'd
             the
             top
             of
             
             th'heavy
             hill
             ,
             call'd
             
               Holborne
               ,
            
          
           
             (
             Vp
             which
             hath
             been
             full
             many
             a
             sinfull
             soule
             borne
             ,
             )
          
           
           
             And
             so
             along
             we
             jolted
             past
             Saint
             Gileses
             ,
          
           
             Which
             place
             from
             
               Brainford
               ,
            
             six
             (
             or
             neere
             )
             seven
             miles
             is
             .
          
           
             To
             
               Stanes
            
             that
             night
             at
             five
             a
             clock
             we
             coasted
             ,
          
           
             Where
             (
             at
             the
             
               *
            
             Bush
             )
             we
             had
             bak'd
             ,
             boyl'd
             ,
             and
             roasted
             .
          
           
             Bright
             
               Sols
            
             illustrious
             Rayes
             ,
             the
             day
             adorning
             ,
          
           
             We
             past
             
               Bagshot
            
             and
             
               Bawwaw
               ,
            
             Friday
             morning
             ;
          
           
             That
             night
             we
             lodg'd
             at
             the
             
               White
               Hart
            
             at
             
               Al●on
               ,
            
          
           
             And
             had
             good
             meate
             ,
             a
             table
             with
             a
             salt
             on
             :
          
           
             Next
             morne
             w'
             arose
             ,
             with
             blushing
             cheek'd
             
               †
            
             
               Aurora
            
             ;
          
           
             The
             wayes
             were
             faire
             but
             not
             so
             faire
             as
             
               Flora
            
             :
          
           
             For
             
               *
            
             
               Flora
            
             was
             a
             Goddesse
             ,
             and
             a
             woman
             ,
          
           
             And
             (
             like
             the
             high
             wayes
             )
             was
             to
             all
             men
             Common
             :
          
           
             Our
             Horses
             ,
             with
             the
             Coach
             ,
             which
             we
             went
             into
             ,
          
           
             Did
             hurry
             us
             amaine
             through
             thick
             and
             thine
             to
          
           
             With
             fiery
             speede
             ,
             the
             foaming
             bits
             they
             champt
             on
             ,
          
           
             And
             brought
             us
             to
             the
             
               Dolphin
            
             at
             
               Southampton
               .
            
          
           
             There
             found
             I
             friendship
             more
             then
             I
             expected
          
           
             Or
             did
             deserve
             ,
             so
             much
             to
             be
             respected
             :
          
           
             The
             Gentlewomen
             both
             their
             husbands
             met
             there
             ,
          
           
             The
             
               Moone
            
             was
             mounted
             ,
             and
             the
             
               Sun
            
             was
             set
             there
             ;
          
           
             And
             after
             two
             houres
             time
             ,
             or
             some
             such
             matter
          
           
             We
             turn'd
             our
             Coach
             t'
             a
             boat
             ,
             and
             swam
             by
             water
             :
          
           
             My
             entertainement
             was
             good
             wine
             and
             welcome
             ,
          
           
             The
             cups
             most
             kindly
             unto
             me
             pell
             well
             come
             ;
          
           
             Southamptons
             Governour
             ,
             much
             love
             did
             show
             me
             ,
          
           
             He
             was
             my
             old
             acquaintance
             ,
             and
             did
             know
             me
             :
          
           
             He
             gave
             me's
             passe
             ,
             to
             passe
             me
             to
             the
             Island
          
           
             And
             
               I
            
             tooke
             boate
             ,
             and
             left
             him
             on
             the
             dry
             Land
             ;
          
           
             It
             was
             as
             bright
             a
             mooneshine
             night
             ,
             
               I
            
             say
          
           
             As
             ever
             man
             saw
             in
             a
             Summers
             day
             ;
          
           
             Thus
             with
             a
             fore
             winde
             ,
             and
             faire
             Cintha's
             light
             ,
          
           
             In
             foure
             houres
             time
             we
             came
             to
             the
             Isle
             of
             
               Wight
            
             :
          
           
             We
             past
             
               Cowes
               Castle
               ,
            
             and
             into
             the
             Towne
             went
             ,
          
           
             Where
             some
             short
             time
             we
             wandring
             up
             and
             downe
             went
             ;
          
           
             Thus
             being
             favow'd
             by
             men
             ,
             windes
             and
             weathers
             ,
          
           
             At
             
               Cowes
               I
            
             landed
             ,
             and
             lodg'd
             at
             the
             Feathers
             :
          
           
           
             The
             Isle
             of
             Wight
             contain'd
             a
             Wight
             of
             Waigh
             then
             ,
          
           
             And
             on
             that
             Wight
             of
             Waight
             ;
             I
             came
             to
             wait
             then
             .
          
           
             Long
             live
             he
             blest
             internall
             ,
             and
             externall
             .
          
           
             And
             blest
             be
             
               England
            
             in
             his
             love
             paternall
             ,
          
           
             To
             guide
             and
             guard
             him
             ,
             grace
             and
             power
             supernall
             ,
          
           
             Defend
             him
             from
             all
             trecherous
             traps
             infernall
             :
          
           
             In
             imitation
             of
             him
             let
             us
             learne
             all
          
           
             To
             live
             so
             heer
             that
             we
             may
             live
             eternall
             :
          
           
             And
             thou
             ,
             whose
             mercy
             were
             can
             be
             exhausted
             ,
          
           
             In
             thy
             compassion
             thinke
             on
             
               England
            
             wasted
             :
          
           
             The
             sword
             of
             wrath
             that
             's
             drawne
             is
             justly
             thine
             ,
          
           
             The
             Sinnes
             that
             made
             thee
             draw
             it
             forth
             are
             mine
             :
          
           
             
               Jonas
            
             the
             storme
             did
             to
             himselfe
             apply
             ;
          
           
             Let
             each
             say
             so
             now
             ,
             each
             man
             say
             t
             is
             
               I.
            
          
           
             And
             now
             my
             story
             briefely
             I
             le
             compose
             ,
          
           
             From
             harsh
             hard
             rugged
             rime
             ,
             to
             smooth
             fac'd
             prose
             .
          
        
         
           And
           thus
           have
           I
           truly
           ,
           and
           merrily
           told
           the
           passages
           and
           Relations
           ,
           how
           I
           came
           to
           the
           Royall
           captiving
           Isle
           of
           
             Wight
             .
          
           Now
           it
           followes
           requisitely
           ,
           that
           I
           certifie
           you
           of
           some
           Occurrences
           ,
           and
           accidents
           there
           .
           It
           is
           to
           be
           noted
           ,
           that
           the
           Gentlemen
           with
           their
           wives
           ,
           having
           such
           faire
           ,
           and
           speedy
           passage
           from
           
             Southampton
          
           to
           the
           Island
           ,
           that
           at
           the
           Towne
           called
           
             Cowes
          
           they
           had
           two
           horses
           ,
           which
           they
           left
           with
           their
           maides
           with
           me
           'till
           the
           morning
           ,
           for
           me
           to
           bring
           by
           land
           to
           
             Newport
          
           where
           His
           Majesty
           was
           :
           they
           with
           their
           wives
           tooke
           a
           small
           Boat
           about
           midnight
           ,
           having
           the
           tide
           with
           them
           to
           carry
           them
           that
           Saturday
           night
           (
           or
           neare
           Sunday
           )
           3
           miles
           up
           by
           water
           to
           
             Newport
          
           :
           so
           they
           left
           me
           .
        
         
           All
           the
           fagge
           end
           of
           the
           Saturday
           night
           ,
           and
           part
           of
           Sunday
           morning
           ,
           I
           had
           the
           happinesse
           to
           be
           
             Iohn
             amongst
             the
             Maides
             ,
          
           for
           we
           honestly
           lay
           in
           2
           beds
           in
           one
           chamber
           ,
           but
           I
           would
           have
           no
           man
           so
           mad
           to
           imagine
           that
           we
           lay
           all
           three
           both
           together
           .
        
         
           Sunday
           the
           22.
           of
           
             October
          
           we
           arose
           with
           the
           
             Sun
             ,
          
           betweene
           the
           houres
           of
           the
           careles
           number
           of
           6
           and
           7
           (
           he
           is
           
           carelesse
           that
           sets
           all
           at
           6
           and
           7
           )
           we
           quickly
           made
           our selves
           as
           fine
           as
           could
           be
           ,
           in
           hope
           to
           see
           fine
           folkes
           ,
           and
           fine
           things
           at
           Court
           ,
           and
           so
           we
           mounted
           our
           Polfreys
           :
           (
           the
           Hostler
           of
           the
           Princes
           Armes
           at
           
             Cowes
             ,
          
           being
           hired
           to
           be
           our
           Guide
           )
           who
           did
           ride
           before
           one
           Maid
           ,
           and
           my selfe
           before
           the
           other
           ,
           and
           so
           (
           by
           consequence
           )
           both
           the
           Maides
           were
           behinde
           us
           .
        
         
           The
           Hostler
           that
           should
           have
           guided
           me
           ,
           guided
           himselfe
           ,
           Riding
           before
           me
           ,
           and
           leaving
           me
           behinde
           him
           sometimes
           a
           flight
           shoot
           or
           two
           ;
           for
           he
           had
           many
           advantages
           of
           me
           ;
           first
           he
           had
           the
           stronger
           horse
           ,
           secondly
           he
           had
           the
           lighter
           carriage
           (
           for
           the
           Maide
           behinde
           him
           was
           like
           
             Lent
             ,
          
           light
           ,
           leane
           ,
           and
           lank
           )
           but
           my
           Female
           Male
           was
           like
           
             Shrove-Tuesday
             ,
          
           fat
           ,
           fair
           ,
           plump
           ,
           well
           fed
           ,
           and
           weighty
           ;
           thirdly
           he
           had
           two
           spurres
           ,
           and
           a
           switch
           ,
           of
           all
           which
           necessaries
           I
           was
           destitute
           ,
           and
           without
           switch
           or
           spurre
           my
           horse
           would
           not
           goe
           .
        
         
           
             And
             now
             a
             dirty
             tale
             I
             meane
             to
             tell
             :
          
           
             I
             le
             show
             you
             what
             befell
             ,
             and
             how
             I
             fell
             .
          
        
         
           My
           ungodly
           Guide
           being
           much
           before
           me
           ,
           within
           :
           mile
           of
           
             Newport
             ,
          
           I
           came
           to
           a
           boggy-quagmire
           miry
           ,
           rotten
           ,
           filthy
           ,
           dirty
           ,
           
             slow
             ,
          
           through
           ,
           over
           ,
           or
           into
           which
           I
           must
           passe
           ;
           I
           not
           knowing
           the
           way
           ,
           called
           alowd
           to
           the
           Guide
           to
           come
           back
           to
           direct
           me
           ,
           which
           he
           did
           ;
           but
           I
           having
           no
           switch
           or
           spurre
           (
           for
           correction
           )
           the
           horse
           would
           obey
           no
           direction
           ;
           so
           that
           at
           last
           the
           Guide
           said
           there
           was
           no
           danger
           ,
           but
           that
           I
           might
           ride
           through
           it
           anywhere
           .
        
         
           
             Then
             I
             with
             kicking
             set
             my
             heeles
             to
             horse
             ,
          
           
             Advent'ring
             to
             ride
             through
             it
             force
             perforce
             :
          
           
             My
             Guides
             misguiding
             made
             me
             much
             the
             bolder
          
           
             The
             horse
             fell
             in
             ,
             quite
             plung'd
             up
             to
             the
             shoulder
             .
          
           
             I
             forward
             fell
             ,
             and
             backward
             fell
             the
             Maid
             ,
          
           
             Man
             ,
             Maide
             ,
             and
             horse
             in
             curious
             pickle
             laid
             ,
          
           
             And
             never
             Eare
             did
             heare
             ,
             or
             Eye
             did
             see
          
           
             Such
             a
             pair-Royall
             faire
             Triplicity
             .
          
           
           
             The
             danger
             past
             ,
             we
             each
             on
             other
             gaping
             ;
          
           
             Not
             angry
             ,
             or
             well
             pleas'd
             ,
             we
             fell
             to
             scraping
             :
          
           
             Sometimes
             we
             fretted
             ,
             and
             our
             lips
             did
             bite
             ,
          
           
             And
             somtimes
             (
             at
             our selves
             )
             we
             laught
             out
             right
             .
          
           
             I
             scrapt
             my selfe
             :
             the
             Maide
             ,
             the
             Hostler
             drest
             .
          
           
             The
             
               Horse
            
             lookt
             on
             ,
             uncurried
             like
             a
             beast
             .
          
           
             Thus
             we
             to
             
               Newport
            
             came
             in
             gay
             attire
             ,
          
           
             Embredred
             over
             all
             with
             dirt
             and
             mire
             :
          
           
             And
             thus
             from
             
               Cowes
            
             we
             tumbled
             in
             the
             slowes
             ,
          
           
             Man
             ,
             Maide
             ,
             and
             horse
             ,
             moil'd
             like
             three
             beastly
             sowes
             :
          
           
             'T
             was
             my
             base
             guide
             that
             put
             me
             in
             this
             trim
             ,
          
           
             For
             which
             abuse
             I
             le
             have
             about
             with
             him
             :
          
           
             The
             
               Divell
            
             misleades
             us
             all
             ,
             we
             plainely
             see
             ,
          
           
             And
             that
             same
             stinking
             Hostler
             misled
             me
             .
          
        
         
           For
           which
           :
        
         
           
             First
             in
             a
             Knaves
             skinne
             I
             will
             wrap
             him
             hot
             ,
          
           
             Which
             he
             shall
             alwaies
             weare
             until
             it
             rot
             :
          
           
             My
             prayer
             for
             him
             shall
             be
             this
             execration
             ,
          
           
             Let
             him
             be
             nasty
             in
             his
             occupation
             :
          
           
             Oh
             let
             kis
             provender
             be
             ever
             musty
             ,
          
           
             His
             hay
             be
             most
             distastfull
             ,
             foule
             ,
             and
             dusty
             :
          
           
             His
             Pease
             ,
             and
             Beanes
             ,
             and
             Oates
             most
             odious
             fusty
             ,
          
           
             And
             's
             curry
             combe
             (
             for
             want
             of
             use
             )
             be
             rusty
             :
          
           
             Thus
             musty
             ,
             dusty
             ,
             fusty
             ,
             rusty
             ,
             crusty
             ,
          
           
             Shall
             plague
             the
             Knave
             that
             was
             to
             me
             untrusty
             .
          
           
             In
             Vrine
             ,
             and
             Beasts
             Ordure
             let
             him
             toile
             :
          
           
             Soile
             be
             his
             trade
             ,
             yet
             nere
             be
             Lord
             o
             th'
             soile
             .
          
           
             Let
             boot
             haling
             be
             most
             part
             of
             his
             living
             :
          
           
             Let
             Guests
             be
             sparing
             to
             him
             in
             their
             giving
             :
          
           
             Vnder
             his
             
               Rack
            
             let
             him
             in
             tortures
             lye
             ,
          
           
             And
             (
             in
             his
             Manger
             )
             let
             him
             stinke
             and
             dye
             :
          
           
             And
             let
             the
             preaching
             Cobler
             at
             Blackwall
          
           
             Be
             3
             houres
             prating
             at
             his
             funerall
             :
          
           
             Let
             him
             be
             grav'd
             in
             his
             owne
             Element
             :
          
           
             Let
             litter
             ,
             and
             horse
             dung
             be
             his
             monument
             .
          
           
           
             But
             leaving
             risf
             rasf
             rime
             ,
             I
             le
             turne
             my
             stile
             ,
          
           
             To
             some
             more
             serious
             businesse
             in
             the
             Isle
             .
          
           
             Thus
             having
             overpast
             this
             soule
             disaster
             ,
          
           
             I
             went
             to
             see
             my
             suffring
             Soveraigne
             Master
             :
          
           
             Which
             sight
             to
             me
             was
             all
             my
             Earthly
             blisse
             ,
          
           
             He
             gave
             me
             straight
             his
             Royall
             hand
             to
             kisse
             ,
          
           
             Which
             grac'd
             me
             much
             in
             all
             the
             publique
             sights
          
           
             Of
             Commons
             ,
             Gentles
             ,
             and
             brave
             Lords
             and
             Knights
             .
          
        
         
           His
           Majesty
           ,
           with
           an
           Heroick
           and
           unconquered
           patience
           ,
           conquers
           his
           unmatchable
           afflictions
           ,
           and
           with
           Christian
           constancy
           ,
           expects
           a
           happy
           deliverance
           out
           of
           all
           his
           troubles
           .
           His
           greatest
           griefe
           is
           the
           calamity
           of
           his
           people
           ,
           and
           Kingdomes
           ,
           and
           His
           chiefest
           endevours
           (
           on
           earth
           )
           is
           to
           settle
           them
           in
           Peace
           and
           happinesse
           ;
           for
           which
           end
           he
           is
           twice
           every
           day
           (
           with
           his
           meniall
           servants
           )
           upon
           his
           knees
           ,
           in
           publique
           prayers
           to
           his
           God
           ,
           besides
           his
           frequent
           ,
           and
           pious
           cogitations
           ,
           and
           ejaculations
           ;
           and
           it
           is
           not
           to
           be
           doubted
           but
           the
           prayers
           ,
           and
           humble
           Petitions
           of
           His
           Majesty
           (
           with
           those
           of
           His
           loyall
           Subjects
           )
           do
           ascend
           to
           the
           Throne
           of
           Grace
           ,
           from
           whence
           (
           by
           the
           Almightyes
           mercy
           )
           strong
           and
           firme
           faith
           assures
           him
           of
           Peace
           ,
           pardon
           ,
           and
           the
           fruition
           of
           future
           happinesse
           .
        
         
           And
           for
           infallible
           Testimonies
           against
           all
           Ignorant
           ,
           malicious
           ,
           detracting
           ,
           mis-believing
           Heretiques
           ,
           Schismatiques
           ,
           and
           Sectaries
           to
           assure
           those
           Buzards
           of
           incredulity
           ,
           that
           the
           Gracious
           ,
           favourable
           ,
           and
           preserving
           hand
           of
           God
           is
           with
           His
           Majesty
           ,
           whereby
           he
           hath
           been
           a
           blessed
           instrument
           ,
           (
           not
           onely
           in
           his
           former
           curing
           the
           griefe
           ,
           or
           disease
           called
           the
           Evill
           )
           but
           since
           he
           came
           into
           this
           Island
           ,
           He
           hath
           cured
           many
           ,
           of
           whom
           so
           cured
           ,
           there
           are
           6
           or
           7
           most
           remarkable
           ,
           which
           I
           will
           relate
           as
           followeth
           .
        
         
           1.
           
           At
           a
           Towne
           called
           
             Winburne
             ,
          
           (
           or
           
             Wimborne
          
           )
           in
           
             Dorcetshire
             ,
          
           there
           dwels
           an
           
             *
          
           Ancient
           woman
           ,
           the
           Wife
           to
           a
           Clothier
           (
           whose
           name
           I
           could
           not
           know
           by
           enquiry
           ;
           )
           this
           Woman
           had
           a
           long
           time
           been
           so
           lame
           that
           she
           could
           not
           goe
           ,
           
           and
           she
           hearing
           that
           the
           King
           was
           lodg'd
           in
           
             Carisbrook
          
           Castle
           in
           the
           Isle
           of
           
             Wight
             ,
          
           she
           was
           perswaded
           in
           her
           minde
           that
           His
           Majesty
           could
           cure
           her
           ,
           in
           which
           beliefe
           she
           made
           towards
           the
           Island
           ,
           and
           with
           horse
           or
           Cart
           ,
           or
           both
           ,
           or
           otherwaies
           ,
           she
           was
           brought
           to
           Hurst
           Castle
           in
           
             Hampshire
          
           by
           land
           ,
           from
           whence
           she
           was
           carried
           into
           a
           Boat
           in
           mens
           armes
           ,
           which
           Boat
           brought
           her
           to
           
             Newport
             ,
          
           from
           whence
           she
           was
           carried
           a
           mile
           to
           
             Carisbrook
             ,
          
           where
           His
           Majesty
           did
           touch
           her
           ,
           and
           her
           lamenesse
           ceased
           in
           three
           dayes
           space
           ,
           so
           that
           with
           thankes
           to
           God
           ,
           and
           prayers
           for
           the
           King
           ,
           she
           departed
           from
           the
           Island
           ,
           and
           went
           home
           20.
           miles
           on
           foot
           .
           This
           was
           before
           the
           Treaty
           began
           ,
           much
           about
           the
           midst
           of
           August
           last
           .
        
         
           2.
           
           Mistresse
           
             Elizabeth
             Steevens
          
           of
           
             Durley
          
           in
           
             Hampshire
             ,
          
           came
           from
           her
           borne
           to
           
             Winchester
             ,
          
           and
           from
           thence
           to
           the
           Island
           to
           His
           Majesty
           to
           be
           cured
           of
           the
           evill
           ,
           whereof
           she
           had
           been
           blinde
           of
           one
           Eye
           16.
           daies
           and
           could
           not
           open
           her
           Eye
           by
           any
           meanes
           ,
           and
           after
           the
           King
           had
           touched
           her
           ,
           her
           Eye
           opened
           and
           she
           saw
           immediatly
           ,
           with
           a
           clear
           and
           perfect
           sight
           .
           This
           was
           about
           the
           seventh
           of
           October
           .
        
         
           3.
           
           
             Elizabeth
             Gage
          
           of
           
             Southampton
          
           (
           being
           3
           yeares
           of
           age
           )
           was
           exceeding
           lame
           ,
           and
           in
           great
           paine
           ,
           she
           came
           to
           his
           Majesty
           ,
           and
           he
           touched
           her
           ,
           whereby
           (
           through
           Gods
           blessing
           )
           she
           was
           presently
           cured
           .
        
         
           4.
           
           
             Ioane
             Mathewes
             ,
          
           aged
           15.
           yeares
           ,
           a
           Braziers
           Daughter
           one
           
             William
             Mathewes
             ,
          
           dwelling
           in
           
             Newport
          
           in
           the
           Isle
           of
           
             Wight
             ,
          
           she
           had
           been
           long
           time
           painefully
           lame
           ,
           and
           had
           been
           at
           the
           
             Bathe
             ,
          
           and
           used
           many
           medicines
           in
           vaine
           ;
           she
           came
           to
           the
           King
           on
           Thursday
           the
           19.
           of
           October
           ,
           He
           toucht
           her
           ,
           and
           she
           had
           present
           ease
           ,
           and
           every
           day
           shee
           goes
           better
           then
           other
           :
           myselfe
           saw
           her
           and
           spake
           with
           her
           ,
           and
           I
           left
           her
           able
           to
           go
           reasonable
           well
           .
        
         
           5.
           
           A
           Souldier
           in
           
             Calshot
          
           Castle
           in
           
             Hampshire
             ,
          
           had
           2.
           sore
           issues
           in
           his
           thighes
           ,
           to
           which
           he
           did
           frequently
           apply
           medicines
           which
           eased
           him
           ,
           but
           cured
           him
           not
           :
           This
           man
           
           went
           to
           the
           Island
           to
           His
           Majesty
           ,
           who
           did
           touch
           him
           ,
           and
           he
           did
           after
           that
           use
           his
           former
           medicines
           ,
           which
           were
           wont
           to
           give
           him
           ease
           ,
           but
           then
           the
           said
           application
           did
           most
           grievously
           vex
           and
           torment
           him
           ;
           so
           that
           he
           was
           perswaded
           to
           forbeare
           to
           use
           the
           said
           Oyles
           ,
           Emplasters
           ,
           and
           Unguents
           ,
           and
           then
           he
           was
           suddenly
           cured
           .
        
         
           6.
           
           Mistresse
           
             Elizabeth
             Paine
          
           of
           
             Bristell
          
           was
           blinde
           ,
           and
           such
           a
           Rhewmatick
           defluxion
           did
           dayly
           fall
           from
           her
           eyes
           ,
           which
           did
           wet
           two
           or
           three
           large
           hancherchiefes
           every
           day
           ;
           she
           came
           to
           the
           King
           on
           Sunday
           last
           ,
           the
           5.
           of
           this
           November
           ,
           His
           Majesty
           did
           touch
           her
           eyes
           ,
           the
           Rhewme
           ceased
           ;
           so
           that
           she
           went
           away
           presently
           with
           a
           cleere
           and
           perfect
           sight
           ;
           and
           two
           houres
           after
           she
           came
           to
           the
           King
           againe
           ,
           and
           gave
           him
           thanks
           upon
           her
           knees
           ;
           His
           Majesty
           bade
           her
           give
           thanks
           to
           God
           ;
           so
           she
           with
           giving
           God
           praise
           ,
           and
           prayers
           for
           the
           King
           ,
           went
           from
           the
           Island
           to
           
             Bristoll
          
           with
           exceeding
           joy
           for
           her
           recovery
           .
        
         
           7.
           
           
             Margaret
             Hezden
             ,
          
           aged
           73.
           yeares
           ,
           dwelling
           in
           
             Newport
          
           in
           
             Chayne
          
           lane
           ,
           was
           not
           able
           to
           stir
           but
           as
           she
           was
           lifted
           from
           bed
           to
           chaire
           ,
           and
           from
           chaire
           to
           bed
           ,
           touched
           by
           His
           Majesty
           ,
           and
           cured
           ,
           so
           that
           with
           one
           crutch
           she
           did
           goe
           about
           her
           house
           ,
           and
           drew
           5
           or
           6.
           pots
           of
           Ale
           for
           me
           ,
           and
           my
           company
           .
        
         
           These
           things
           (
           me
           thinkes
           )
           should
           move
           the
           mindes
           of
           some
           unmannerly
           Levellers
           to
           esteeme
           his
           Majesty
           as
           one
           that
           is
           not
           to
           be
           ranked
           or
           filed
           with
           common
           men
           .
        
         
           Concerning
           any
           Newes
           of
           business
           at
           the
           Treaty
           ,
           there
           is
           so
           much
           made
           of
           it
           at
           
             London
             ,
          
           that
           there
           is
           little
           (
           or
           none
           at
           all
           )
           at
           the
           Court
           ;
           this
           is
           certaine
           ,
           that
           from
           the
           21.
           of
           
             October
             ,
          
           till
           the
           first
           of
           
             November
             ,
          
           (
           being
           11.
           dayes
           )
           there
           was
           no
           debating
           or
           treating
           at
           all
           :
           for
           Sir
           
             Peter
             Killegr●●
          
           was
           all
           that
           time
           from
           the
           Island
           to
           the
           Parliament
           at
           
             Westminster
             ,
          
           and
           till
           his
           returne
           with
           Orders
           and
           Directions
           ,
           al●
           things
           were
           silent
           ,
           however
           the
           London
           Mercuries
           ,
           and
           Moderate
           Occurrances
           did
           not
           faile
           to
           set
           forth
           newes
           (
           o●
           their
           owne
           making
           )
           every
           weeke
           .
        
         
         
           All
           that
           I
           can
           relate
           ,
           is
           ,
           that
           Sir
           
             Peter
          
           came
           to
           the
           King
           on
           Tuesday
           night
           ,
           the
           last
           of
           
             October
             ,
          
           and
           the
           next
           day
           (
           being
           the
           
             quondam
          
           All
           Saints
           )
           His
           Majesty
           ,
           with
           the
           Commissioners
           began
           to
           Treate
           ,
           where
           it
           was
           agreed
           that
           the
           Presbyterian
           Governement
           in
           the
           Church
           should
           continue
           three
           yeares
           ,
           that
           the
           Booke
           of
           Common
           Prayer
           should
           be
           discontinued
           ,
           and
           not
           used
           publickly
           :
           That
           no
           Masse
           should
           be
           tollerated
           to
           be
           sayd
           in
           the
           Kingdomes
           of
           
             England
          
           and
           
             Ireland
             ,
          
           or
           in
           the
           Principallity
           of
           
             Wales
          
           :
           These
           matters
           of
           high
           consequence
           being
           concluded
           and
           agreed
           ,
           there
           is
           great
           hope
           of
           speedy
           restauration
           of
           His
           Majesty
           to
           His
           just
           Rights
           ,
           and
           a
           blessed
           peace
           for
           the
           Church
           ,
           people
           ,
           and
           Kingdomes
           .
        
         
           I
           came
           from
           the
           Island
           on
           Tuesday
           the
           7.
           of
           
             November
             ,
          
           and
           landed
           at
           a
           place
           called
           Hell
           Head
           ,
           from
           thence
           I
           came
           3
           miles
           to
           
             Titchfield
             ,
          
           on
           Wednesday
           I
           came
           4
           miles
           to
           
             Wickham
             ,
          
           Thursday
           to
           
             Warnford
             ,
          
           (
           7.
           miles
           )
           Fryday
           I
           footed
           it
           17.
           miles
           to
           
             Alton
             ,
          
           and
           to
           
             Farnham
             ,
          
           Saturday
           to
           
             Guilford
             ,
          
           and
           to
           
             Cobham
          
           18.
           miles
           ,
           and
           Sunday
           6
           miles
           to
           
             Kingston
             ,
          
           and
           on
           Munday
           the
           13.
           of
           
             November
             ,
          
           I
           came
           to
           
             London
          
           10.
           
           Miles
           .
        
         
           And
           as
           I
           have
           written
           ,
           merrily
           ,
           truely
           ,
           and
           impartially
           ;
           so
           I
           must
           conclude
           accordingly
           without
           flattery
           ,
           concerning
           thu
           
             Governour
          
           of
           the
           Isle
           of
           
             Wight
             ,
          
           Colonel
           
             Hammand
          
           :
           the
           plaine
           truth
           is
           ,
           that
           my selfe
           (
           with
           many
           others
           )
           did
           hate
           him
           so
           much
           ,
           that
           he
           was
           very
           seldome
           or
           never
           prayed
           for
           ;
           the
           reasons
           and
           motives
           which
           possest
           most
           men
           with
           this
           mistaking
           and
           misapplyed
           inveterate
           mallice
           ,
           was
           upon
           the
           flying
           ,
           lying
           reports
           ,
           that
           the
           
             Governour
          
           had
           behaved
           himself
           most
           coursly
           ridged
           ,
           and
           barbarously
           unrespective
           to
           His
           Majesty
           :
           The
           false
           weekely
           Pamphlets
           and
           Pamphleteers
           (
           being
           inspired
           by
           their
           Father
           the
           Divell
           )
           were
           not
           ashamed
           to
           publish
           in
           print
           ,
           that
           the
           Governour
           had
           proceeded
           so
           far
           it
           ,
           incivility
           ,
           as
           to
           immure
           or
           wall
           His
           Majesty
           in
           a
           small
           close
           roome
           ,
           under
           many
           bolts
           ,
           bars
           ,
           grates
           ,
           locks
           and
           keyes
           ,
           and
           debarred
           Him
           the
           comforts
           of
           His
           
           soule
           ,
           and
           of
           the
           seociety
           of
           men
           ;
           and
           further
           it
           was
           often
           printed
           (
           by
           severall
           lying
           Villaines
           )
           that
           the
           sayd
           Governour
           
             Hammond
             ,
          
           did
           strike
           the
           King
           on
           the
           face
           ,
           and
           gave
           Him
           a
           black
           eye
           :
           These
           reports
           being
           invented
           by
           the
           Devills
           Imps
           (
           the
           firebrands
           of
           contention
           )
           printed
           and
           published
           by
           needy
           ,
           greedy
           Knaves
           and
           Varlets
           ,
           and
           believed
           by
           too
           many
           Fooles
           and
           foolish
           Gotehamists
           (
           amongst
           which
           number
           ,
           I
           with
           much
           simplicity
           was
           one
           ;
           )
           and
           as
           by
           Oath
           and
           duty
           I
           am
           bound
           to
           serve
           ,
           love
           ,
           and
           honour
           my
           Soveraigne
           Lord
           and
           Master
           ;
           so
           (
           on
           the
           contrary
           )
           my selfe
           with
           all
           true
           and
           Loyall
           Subjects
           had
           no
           cause
           to
           be
           well
           affected
           to
           any
           man
           that
           should
           dare
           to
           affront
           His
           Majesty
           with
           such
           transcended
           base
           indignities
           .
        
         
           But
           to
           give
           the
           world
           satisfaction
           of
           the
           truth
           ;
           it
           is
           certaine
           that
           all
           those
           aspersions
           and
           rumours
           against
           the
           Governour
           ,
           are
           most
           odious
           ,
           scandalous
           ,
           and
           malicious
           lies
           ;
           for
           (
           according
           to
           the
           trust
           reposed
           in
           him
           )
           he
           hath
           alwayes
           carried
           him selfe
           with
           such
           deportment
           ,
           and
           humblenesse
           of
           dutifull
           service
           to
           His
           Majesty
           ,
           that
           he
           hath
           gained
           much
           love
           and
           favour
           from
           his
           Soveraigne
           ,
           and
           such
           good
           regard
           from
           all
           knowing
           men
           ,
           as
           belongs
           to
           a
           Gentleman
           of
           his
           place
           and
           Quallity
           .
        
         
           
             And
             therefore
             Reader
             understand
             and
             note
             ,
          
           
             Who
             ever
             sayes
             I
             lye
             ,
             he
             lies
             in
             's
             throate
             .
          
        
         
           
             Blest
             Englands
             joy
             (
             the
             King
             )
             will
             come
             er'e
             long
             .
          
           
             Praise
             God
             ,
             make
             Bonefires
             ,
             swing
             the
             Bells
             ,
             ding
             dong
             .
          
           
             And
             let
             him
             never
             beare
             a
             Christians
             name
             ,
          
           
             Whose
             trade
             and
             pleasure
             is
             in
             blood
             and
             slame
          
           
             Of
             his
             deare
             Countrey
             ,
             and
             rip
             ,
             rend
             ,
             and
             teare
          
           
             His
             Mothers
             Womb
             ,
             that
             such
             a
             brat
             did
             beare
             .
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .
        
         
      
    
     
       
         Notes, typically marginal, from the original text
         
           Notes for div A64213e-130
           
             
               I
               set
               forth
               on
               Thursday
               the
               19.
               of
               Octob.
               
            
          
           
             
               We
               hired
               the
               Southamton
               coach
               which
               comes
               weekly
               to
               the
               Rose
               neer
               Holborn
               Bridge
               .
            
          
           
             *
             
               The
               signe
               of
               the
               Bush
               .
            
          
           
             †
             
               The
               dawning
               .
            
          
           
             *
             Flora
             
               was
               a
               beautifull
               Courtezan
               in
               Rome
               ,
               who
               gat
               great
               treasure
               by
               the
               prostitution
               of
               her
               body
               ,
               which
               Wealth
               she
               gave
               to
               the
               Common
               Treasury
               ,
               for
               which
               they
               did
               esteeme
               her
               a
               Goddes
               ,
               and
               the
               Goddes
               of
               Flowers
               ,
               and
               built
               a
               Temple
               to
               her
               .
            
          
           
             *
             For
             testimony
             of
             the
             truth
             of
             this
             there
             is
             one
             
               Iohn
               Newbery
               ,
            
             a
             Clothworker
             ,
             who
             dwels
             in
             Newport
             in
             the
             streete
             called
             Castle
             Hole
             ,
             this
             man
             did
             come
             over
             the
             water
             with
             her
             ,
             and
             did
             see
             her
             lame
             ,
             and
             cured
             .