The Irish footman's poetry, or, George the rvnner against Henry the walker, in defence of Iohn the Swimmer being a sur-rejoinder to the rejoinder of the rusty ironmonger who endeavored to defile the cleare streames of the water-poet's Helicon / the author George Richardson ... Richardson, George, fl. 1641. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A67888 of text R2346 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing R1383 T471). 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. 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A67888) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 51368) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 516:32 or 546:8) The Irish footman's poetry, or, George the rvnner against Henry the walker, in defence of Iohn the Swimmer being a sur-rejoinder to the rejoinder of the rusty ironmonger who endeavored to defile the cleare streames of the water-poet's Helicon / the author George Richardson ... Richardson, George, fl. 1641. Taylor, John, 1580-1653. [2], 9 p. s.n.], [London : 1641. Attributed to George Richardson by Hazlitt. Attributed to John Taylor by Wing. In verse. Item at reel 546:8 identified as Wing R1383 (number cancelled). Reproduction of original in Huntington Library and Cambridge University Library. eng A67888 R2346 (Wing R1383 T471). civilwar no The Irish footman's poetry. Or George the runner, against Henry the walker, in defence of Iohn the Swimmer. Being a sur-rejoinder to the rej Taylor, John 1641 1949 1 0 0 0 0 0 5 B The rate of 5 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the B category of texts with fewer than 10 defects per 10,000 words. 2000-00 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2001-11 SPi Global Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2002-02 TCP Staff (Oxford) Sampled and proofread 2002-02 TCP Staff (Oxford) Text and markup reviewed and edited 2002-03 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion THE IRISH FOOTMAN'S POETRY . OR GEORGE THE RVNNER , AGAINST HENRY THE WALKER , In defence of Iohn the Swimmer . Being A Sur-rejoinder to the Rejoinder of the rusty Ironmonger , who endeavoured to defile the cleare streames of the Water-Poet's Helicon . The Author GEORGE RICHARDSON , an Hibernian Pedestrian . Printed in the yeare 1641. TO GEORGE RICHARDSON HIS CVRRANT FRIEND IN any part of the Kings Dominions . NO more ( friend George ) shall wee see Thee marching in the Infantr'ie , Now , thou hast gotten greater force , And mounted on the winged Horse , After no charriot thou shalt runne Henceforth , but that of Phaeton . H. F. To GEORGE RICHARDSON the Pedestrian Poet . WHen first thy lines I read , I did admire Them like the learning of Promethean fire ; For he , who knowes thee have so little Art Could thinke that nature should so much impart To raise thee to the height to vindicate Th'Aquatique Poet , from the furious hate Of weavers , tinkers , ( through the nose that whistle ) Ironmongers , and Brethren of the bristle ? Now trust me George , this work deserves such praise , That not to us but unto after dayes 'T will say thou wer`t a Poet of a maw , As great , as thy great namesake of the Law . W. B. To my ingenuous Countryman the Authour . 'T Is stranger you would goe swift pac'd steps forsak And rest a strangers taske to undertake Doubtles you meane to ride hence forth ; this matter , Deserves a horse , if not to ride by water . T. LL. GEORGE RICHARDSON the Authour to the most ingenious aquatique Poet Mr: JOHN TAYLOR . SIr though a stranger to your selfe , your worth Is knowne to me , by what you have set forth ; And though I cannot judge , yet I admire The lively flames of your Phaebean fire ; Which wise-men doe approve , none doe deprave , But such as know not fancy , as this slave ; Rusty , as his old iron , dull , as stone , Or th'anvill , that his ware is wrought upon . Who stupid slave ( by what hee never writ But bought for 's money ) your undoubted wit , Would call in question , Sir , my infant muse ( Seing this slave persist in his abuse ; And knowing , 't would a great dishonour bee For you to match your ingenuity With his notorious folly , ) speedily Did undertake to make a swift reply . Which ( soone as my employment did allow Mee time ) in two houres space , I did run through . Upon the title of Walkers Booke . BEhold the Master peice of Walker's wit , Fancying his friend the Divell here at shit . Who first with malice did inspire his breast , And then his first Bookes matter did suggest . But t' is some silly fiend ( as sure as day ) The same perhaps was made an Asse i' th play Long since , but I 'me deceiv'd , there 's much brave wit I' th play , but Walkers bookes have none of it . What are they fit for then , that onely raile ? Naught , but to wipe his shitten Divels taile . 1. His view of the transformed Divell . VVHat wondrous raptures this our Author here Doth dreame of wine , who hardly ere dranke beere , Or any thing so mighty Horace's Lire Tels us what drinke doth most , what least inspire ? 2. His Pedegree . A Monstrous Birth ! sprong from the sheaves of wheat , Tresh'd out he should have said , for sure the great Father of this brave Sparke some tough blade was , That cudgelled the corne , and slash'd the grasse ; For such his base demeanour speakes him , I Doe not detract from the old family Of Bredsall all this while , nor doe I know Whether he bee extracted thence , or no . Oft 't is of worthy families the fate , To send some Children forth degenerate . But by his manners hee should rather bee Of that Ape Carriers affinity Hight Richard Walker , but call'd Cherry-lickam , Whom with his well taught-beast I saw at Wickam Doing rare trickes , with many a lofty straine For Englands King , but clapt his Arse at Spaine . Told money , which his Master cannot doe ; Yet hee a Walker is , and Wanderer too . But le ts admit our Libeller to bee Sprong from the wheaten Bredsall family , And that the Golden-sheaves that doe belong Vnto that family , this Ironmong-ER Er may justly challenge for his owne , yet hee Hath armes , which better fit his quality . The Armes of his owne atcheivement . A Gridiron passant , on which lies A Libeller doth simbolize A Cart , that doth up Holborne passe , A sable trivet next , wee place In cheif , which you may easily Conceive , doth Tiburne signifie , To seeke a Rope weel 'e not take paines , For worst delinquents hang in Chaines , Then for supporters , there shall stand Two men as true as steele , in hand They rusty Iron forkes shall weild , Thus you may blazonize his sheild . 2. His Disposition . IS it not vaine ? to tax his muse , that writ Of a bad Subject to discover it Vnto the heedles World ; that when they see , The thing attir'd in it's deformity , They then may loath it , that before appear'd Pleasing to them , before the mist was clear'd . Taylor his whore , if rightly understood Deserves much honour , 't was his Countrie 's good That set his muse on worke , the rogue set forth In Spanish , is a Booke of matchlesse worth . Which honest men approve , hee that doth looke Awry on it , is Subject of the Booke . 4. The Encounter . I Know 't is not your custome , to abuse The peoples eares , with fancies of your muse ; For where there 's no invention , straines of wit Can have no birth , were you endu'd with it What monsters you 'd beget alreadi 's knowne By fathering of these are not your owne . But what you publish here , if wee admit To bee your owne , Taylor those workes hath writ , That a just Catalogue of them will fill , More leaves , then you have stained with your quill , Leave then your ostentation , time ne're saw , An Eagle dar'd to combate by a Daw . 5. His Religion . 6. His Hypocrisie . I 'Ve made a scrutinie , but cannot find One word in Taylors Booke shews him inclin'd To Popery , 't is true hee cann't approve Of Brownists , nor the Familists of love , Of Anabaptists , nor of Adamites , Nor those instruct their audience , when the lights Are out , and by their owne example too As well as precept , teach them what to doe ; Though Ir'nmongers or Feltmakers they bee , Or Coblers , or what els fraternity . This being all , 't is straing hee not invites Your spleene , that hath describ'd the Adamites , The Brownists conventicle too that writ , But 't is your envy to brave Taylors wit , Hee onely is accus'd , although they bee Guilty of as much Popery as hee . Your faith I doe not question , nor will make Much matter of argument , what side you take . But Taylor's guilty of Hipocrisie , Because hee did comply with miserie . A powerfull reason ! shame to vent such stuffe Snuffers are sweeter ware , with unquencht snuffe . 7. The Church persecuted by water . A Title ( which doth promise at the least , A copious treatise ) like that pregnant beast , That travell'd with a mountaine , yet brought forth A litle molehill , see the lesser worth ! Of this poore fellow , who can scarce discerne A difference , 'twixt him , did guide the sterne Of the great Barke oth'Church , and him that neere A bigger vessell then an oare did steere . 8. His weakenesse in judgement NOw I doe pitty thee , that dares to tax Anothers judgemen ? when more time 't will aske Then was to teach the Asse to speake , assign'd , To render thy dull wits halfe so refin'd , As the well-tuter'd Ape , that 's Pupill to Thy name-sake Walker ; yet with much adoe Tha'st made an Anagram of thine owne name , And an AEnigma to thou think'st , what fame ? Will not be due to thee ? well thou maist scoren The Dung-hill Pamphlets thou set'st forth t' adorne With th'honoured subscription of the name , That 's grac'd , with such an heavenly Anagram . 9. His horrible lies . ONe Distichon is all the verse ha's writ There 's just as many faults , as lines in it . 10. My sincerity to England . IF you affirme this with sincerity , I m'e confident in it wee doe agree . 11. His humble Petition . VVHat forward impudence is this ? to dare Before those noble Senators to appeare Clad in such ragges ? if ought 'gainst Church or State , Hee hath offended , with an equall hate I shall pursue him , or transgress'd the lawes , And made unto himselfe a guilty cause , Or that it shall appeare , in the least word , Hee hath ●●aduc'd , that lov'd , and honour'd Lord ; But if o' th contrary it shall appeare , His conscience and his judgement , were more clear , And that hee did nor Church , nor State traduce , Nor that most noble Lord ; with least abuse ; Then Caesar-like , when Horace did acquite Himselfe , before him ; then , when 'gainst all right , A base officious Tribune did accuse The harmeles recreation of his muse ; As , that in mistique Hieroglyphickes , hee Had plotted 'gainst the State , some teachery ; Great Caesar gave the Poet , higher place In 's favour , and the Tribune , the disgrace To weare a paire of Asses eares ; so now , When these great Senators , on Taylor's brow Read innocence , his merrit they shall raise , By giving thee the whip , and him the bayes . 12. The Conclusion . ANd now friend Walker this , but to prepare My muse to encounter , if you dare , With a foote-Poet , enter in the sand , You , as you have lost by water may by land . POSTSCRIPT . ALthough in Ireland I was born and bred In Englands Church I nourisht am and fed Therefore let no dull Brownists apprehend That in defence of Popery I contend ; I doe esteeme both Sects as most a curst But of the twayn I thinke the Brownist worst . FINIS .