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The DEATH and BURIAL OF Mistress MONEY.  
With her Will she made at her Departure: And what happened afterwards to the Usurer that Buried Her.   depiction of the burial of Mistress Money 
London Printed by E. Cotes, and are to be sold by Charles Tyus at the Three Bibles on London-Bridge. 1664.   

ARGUMENTUM hujus Libri.  

THesauro invento qui limina mortis juibat,  
liquit ovans laquem, quo periturus erat,  
At qui quod terra abdiderat, non repperit aurum  
quem laqueum invenit, nexuit; & periit.   

AN Usurer did hid his gold  
which two young Lovers find,  
And having took the gold away,  
Did leave a Rope behind.   

The Usurer finding of the Rope,  
and missing of his Wealth,  
Did take the Rope that he had found,  
and therewith hanged himself.    

THE DEATH AND BURIAL OF MISTRESS MONEY.  
WHen the earth for her wantonness in Summer did penance in a white sheet of Snow; and when the short days, and long Evenings gave assured tokens that it was the depth of Winter: The covetous wretch, old Avarez, to save fire and candle, went to Bed, where having meditated a while on his Trunk of Golden earth, which stood in his Chamber, and now finding himself dispased to sleep, he made this short Prayer. 
Whether I do sleep or rest,  
Pluto still defend my Chest.   
And no sooner had spoke these words but he fell fast asleep before he could say Amen. But yet though his senses were bound up with the silken chains of sleep, yet his mind (ever watchful over his gold) and jealous of the losing it, drew him into a fearful dream, Which was that thiefs had assaulted his house (he living alone with an old Maid called Kerdona) & that they were ready to break open that Chest wherein all his trrasure lay. The fear of this Dream had so surprised his fancy, that thinking he heard the lock crack; and that his angels were taking their flight, be leapt out of his bed; and his  happening to lie upon his Trunk, thinking it to be one of the Thiefs, catching fast hold thereon; and so holding the Trunk and clothe fast in his arms, calls out aloud for help. Kerdona his Maid hearing this noise, and having said by her Smock when she went to bed, because it should not wear out, come running unto him stark naked: Where you may think what a strange sight it was to see the maid persuade her master that there wa● 〈◊〉 ●●●se of fear? No, says old Avarez, ●hy I have one of the Thiefs under me, come help me to hold him fact. Alas says the Maid, it is your own clo●ths. I will not believe that says he, till I see more. With that the Maid lights a candle, and coming towards her master, I hope sir says she you will now see the truth of all: with that her master looking upon her, and seeing her stark naked, he falls backward into a swound, crying O Cupid, I never knew the power of thy bugle how till now, 'tis pity (says he) thou shouldst live a Maid longer, and therewithal embracing his Maid Kerdona, he fitted his own Arrow to her Bowstring, and that night got a bastard on her, called senne in the hundred.  

How Kerdona did rise from her Master old Avarez: and how he went the next day to Bury his Gold.  
KERDONA having all this night lain with an old Man, and being weary with his tedious sumbling, at last lightly slipped on't of the Bed, as good a Maid as she came in. And so stealing down, she intended to send for her sweetheart, who should finish that task of pleasure which the other had so flightly begun, and accordingly she sent a messenger for him. Now in the mean time Old Avarez calling to mind the terror and fear of his former Dream, presently resolves upon a new course, which was, to avoid the like perplexity, he meant to bury his Money, being the safest way, (as he thought) that posibly could be invented, For says he, than I may sleep securely on my Pillow, nor can any Dreams affright me with the fear of losing my beloved Gold. Being thus resolved, up he gets, and having put on his old furred Gown, away he goes into the fields, with a spade in one hand, and a great bag of Gold in the other hand, meaning to bury his money privately without any Ceremonies, himself being both Priest and Sexton: so having made a deep hole under the root of a tree, he lays therein his bag of money; and as he was going to say Earth to Earth, a Spirit sitting upon the bag in the likeness of a Reden, spoke thus unto him in the behalf of Mistress Money. I hope Master Avarez you will not commit so soul a deed as to bury Mistress Money alive, for know that all the world lives by her, and she being buried, the whole world would be all amort. She is the life of the living, the comfort of the rich, the hope of the poor, and therefore she dying and being buried, all worldly hope and comfort dies with her. However, I hope if you will needs bury her, yet suffer her to make her Will. Avarez willingly agreed hereunto, and did the spirit tell him what she desired. Why says the Spirit, this is her Will.  
Mistress Money, being sick in body as you may perceive by her pale look, but healthful in mind, bequeathes her body to be buried under this Tree, and her soul to the infernal Vault below.  
Also she gives and bequeathes unto her Friends in manner and form as follows.  
To young Mistress Tireby, who for my sake first lost her maiden head, and afterwards turned a common whore, I give five pound to fetch her best gown out of pawn.  
To young master Rastley a Gamester, who hath often quarrelled in my behalf, I give forty shillings to swear and drink sack withal.  
To master All sup the Broker I give six pence for a halter.  
To master Fatling an Innkeeper, I give twenty shillings to paint his sign withal.  
To the incurable Hospital of Knaves and Fools I give three pence per annum for Whips and Coxcombs.  
To the Scholars I give nothing.  
Item, to those Drunkards that have spent all their money overnight, I give six pence for a morning's draught.  
Item, to Master Nonsense a young heir, I give four pence to buy Green's Groatsworth of wit.  
Item, to Maids that have no portions, I give five shillings to buy a chain to lead Apes in hell withal.  
Item, to him that hath a scolding wife, I give twelve pence to go to the alehouse; and if she follow him thither, I give him six pence to buy holly wands to swaddle her withal.  
Item, to maids that are in Love, I give pence apiece, to buy the next new ballet of Love, that so they may sing it over their Milking pails.  
Item, to a grave chamber maid that very gracelesly has lost her maidenhead, I give six pence to carry her water to the Doctor.  
Item, to Tobacconists, I give six pence for a brush to scour their smoky throats.  
Item, To the poor of the Town of Nonesuch, I give three pounds sacking threescore shillings.  
Item, to them that keep the Road way of preferment, otherways called highwaymen or thiefs, I give five shillings for a false Beard and Pistol.  
Item, to Country Booksellers, I give three pence to buy this new book withal.  
And so him that writ it, I give what he can get, and so he will thank you for nothing.  
THese are all the poo●e legacies which Mistress Money intends to trouble you withal at this time, hoping you will be a just Executor in performing her last Will and Testament. Old Avarez having heard what the spirit said, consents to all that was demanded of him; Avarez ties the strings of the leather bag so close together, that he strangled Mistress Money by letting no air come unto her, and afterward buries her, and the paper which she had made, both in one grave: and so having laid Earth upon his golden Earth, thinking now it safe enough, he goes merrily home, while his brain seemed to ring a peals of bells in this manner.  

Avarez has done well,  
Then ring out every bell:  
For I have laid my Gold,  
Within the earth's fair mould.   

Ding, dung, ding, dung.    

How Kerdona and her Sweetheart having stood by all this while unseen, found Avarez gold.  
NO sooner was the old Avarez gone home, rejoicing that his money was now past thiefs handling, when Kerdona and her sweetheart came forth from behind a bush, where they had lain in amorous dalliance, and had beheld what had passed between Avarez and the spirit; and had seen how injuriously he stiffed, & then buried Mistress Money. But Kerdona a long time through duty to her Master, persuaded him to let the body rest: How? says her lover, I will not be guilty of her death for a Hundred pounds, and therefore let us make haste to dig her up again, for perhaps the warmth of my pocket may recover her. So they both went to the Grave which Avarez had made under the Tree, and scratching away ●he Earth with both their hands, they found Mistress Money stark dead, in which manner she has ever since continued, for your tradesman complain that money is dead, and your Countrymen find fault that money is dead too. So that ever since Avarez buried his money, there has been a dead time of money both in Country and City. But let that pass: Kerdona and her lover having taken up the Usurer's gold, and having found the Will which was buried with it, her lover swear he will perform all that was contained therein, seeing that it was Mistress Moneys charity to bestow it upon such members of the Commonwealth: as Whores, and Knaves, and the like. Nay then says Kerdona, since you have gained this by my Fortunate Love, which brought you to these fields, let us send for a Licence, and let this burial be turned into our Bridal, I am contented said the Lover, but first (says he) that Avarez when be digs up this earth again may say that we are conscionable thiefs, I mean to leave him this halter and this paper, which contained these Verses. 
He must sure be a covetous knave,  
That hide his money in a grave,  
For such as he makes money dead,  
But let him know his money's fled;  
Which when he misses I do hope  
he'll hang himself in this same rope.   
So having cast in the Earth upon the halter and paper, they both went homeward, meaning to be married the next day.   

How Kerdona, and her Sweetheart were married, and how Avarez would have hanged himself, but that he was prevented.  
THe Sun was no sooner risen fr●● his Rosy b●d, but the two Lovers made haste to rise after him, and away they went to Church, where the Parson quickly ●●●e them man and wife; and thinking to st●●l home again together, they happened to come to that 〈◊〉, from whence the day before they espied Avarez burying his Gold. And so being invited by the natural delight of the place, and the flames of love beginning to blaze forth at their lip●; they both consented to lie down a while, and quench that rising flame with the honey dew of ●isses. But they had not lain here long, when they might perceive Avarez coming toward the tree, where he had buried his gold, and looking round about, finding the co●st clear, a●d that no body saw him, he began to scrape with ●oth hands li●e a do● that would fain hid a marry bo●e, 〈◊〉 … ing that he could not see his b●g of Gold, at l●st he 〈◊〉 the ●nd of 〈◊〉 ro●●, which being plucked out of 〈◊〉 E●r●h ●id end in a fair halter, and brought forth with it the former paper of verses; the old man not knowing what to think, open she paper, and there reading the two last lines, 
Which when he misses, I do hope,  
he'll hang himself in this same rope.   
He gins thus to reason with himself: Hang myself, saith he, yes I will hang myself, for now I perceive that my gold is stolen from hence, and that the arrant thief in ●●orne hath left me this halter to end my days withal; well, I will hang myself I need no jury to pronounce me guilty, for I confess myself guilty of much folly in biding my gold, and thinking to save it: Was it not safe enough in my Trunk? (foele that I was) but I must have new devises of my own to bury it without bell, book, or candle; but I see we old men dote, and thinking to be over-wise, prove extremely ridiculous. Having thus said, cursed himself often, and fearing his ●●ver ●a●●e for the loss of his golden coin, he get● at last upon a high hedge, and having fastened one end of the halter to a bough of the same tree (under which he had buried his gold) he puts the noose over his neck, and then gins to confess in t●i● manner. ●ear me you wood and trees, while I confess that I have worthily deserved of is kind of death, for know all, that it is such as I am, that makes money so dead in the world as it is: while we ccvetous wretches hid and bury our Gold; for me I hope the world will forgive me, but for my sake I wish, that those that hereafter bury their Gold, may first lose it as I have done, and then hang themselves as I mean to do; and herevishal being ready to cast himself off the hedge, the two Lovers (who all this while had heard his confession) came in and safed him from the gallows, and comforting him for the loss of his Gold, which they had gotten, at last with many persuasions brought him home, where for very grief not long after he hung himself in his own Gartere. And thus have you seen that marriage and hanging goes by destiny, for the finding of this Gold made Kerdona and her sweetheart marry & the losing of this gold made the Usurer hang himself, which was a fit end for an Usurer, and so I end with Finis, Funis.    

The Moral Meaning of this BOOK.  
AVAREZ fearful dream shows, that the Poor man sleeps more quietly than the Rich man. Kerdena is as much as to say gain, from lucrum; so that Avarez getting his Maid Kerdona with child, does show, that Usury does beget upon gain, ten in the hundred. Avarez burying his gold, and yet losing it, does show that we should rather lay up our Treasure in Heaven than in Earth. Kerdona's marrying with a young gallant and making him find Avarez gold, does show, that which is gotten miserably does at last come to some prodigal hand, and so is spent wickedly. And this is the moral meaning that this short story doth afford.   

Funeral Verses upon the Death and Burial of Mistress Money, with the number of Mourners that will be sorry for her Departure.  

COme hither you worldlings all,  
lament for your dear honey:  
For here you may see the funeral,  
and burial of Mistress Money.   

We need not stretch invention,  
with praises to adorn her,  
For though she be dead and buried,  
she will have many a mourner.   

The swaggering gallant will mourns  
in sable weeds hereafter,  
For now he cannot roar any more,  
since Monies sad departure.   

The Tapster too will mourn,  
for his scores are now released:  
He must stay, for who can pay,  
when Money is deceased?   

The young Heir too will mourn,  
when Money cannot be procured:  
With mortgage of land, & setting his hand  
for Mistress Money is buried.   

Your wanton Lasses will mourn,  
that themselves for Money hired:  
For they in Term they nothing can earn  
since Money is thus expired.   

The Soldier too will mourn,  
that in the wars hath served:  
For he must stay now for his pay,  
which he before deserved.   

The Country man will mourn  
when he doth hear it told,  
That Money is dead and buried,  
for how shall his corn be sold?   

The Scholar too will mourn,  
for his Verses can never flourish,  
Nor can he write with any delight,  
till money his Muses do cherish.   

Blind Cupid a Mourner will be,  
for he is now assured,  
That he shall never such matches see  
as money hath often procured.   

Your Gentlewomen will mourn,  
and their hearts will now he fainting,  
For they may stay full many a day  
if their portion be but wanting.   

The Country Maids will mourn,  
for they at home must tarry;  
Nor can they repair to Market or Fair,  
if they no money do carry.   

The Fiddlers they will mourn,  
and with their trade be wearied,  
They'll scrape no more at your chamber door  
since Money is dead and buried.   

The Shepherds they will mourn,  
for though their flocks are increased,  
Yet their wool on the plain, will yield no gain,  
since money is now deceased.   

Your Chapmen too will mourn,  
for now they are assured  
They cannot have ware to sell at the fair  
since Money is dead and buried.   

The Tobacco-men will mourn,  
and be full heavy hearted,  
For with their smoke themselves they may choke  
since Money is thus departed.   

The Ostler he will mourn,  
for since Money's funeral,  
Though your horse he dress, yet nevertheless  
his get will be very small   

The Country Inns will mourn,  
for they have little trading:  
Since Money is dead and buried,  
their custom will be fading.   

Your Watermens will mourn,  
for Gentlemen hereafter,  
Since Money is dead and buried,  
will go with a Scholar by water.   

And all good fellows will mourn,  
for how should they be merry:  
They have reason to curse the Usurer,  
that did Mistress Money bury.   

Thus Money was so beloved,  
that no man ever did scorn her  
And now being dead and buried,  
the whole world will be her mourner.   
FINIS.