Fortune's LOTTERY: OR, A Book of News worth the hearing.  
Containing many pretty passages concerning the times which will prove to be delightful to the Readers, pleasant to the Hearer, comfortable to the Buyer, profitable to the Seller, and hurtful to no man.  
Whereunto is added a most excellent Song, showing how a noble Ship of Bristol, called the Angel Gabriel▪ fought against three of Spain's great Ships, and overmastered them all, to t●e honour and credit of England.  
Written by Laurence Paice.  
London, Printed for Thomas Vere at the Angel without Newgate. 1657.   

To the Readers, Hearers, and Buyers.  
All those that do desire to look,  
And understand this new made book;  
They shall be sure forthwith to find,  
Some rare conceit to please the mind;  
The rich, the poor, the young and old,  
May herein have his fortune told,  
Ripe witted, and the simple sots,  
May for their fortunes, here draw lots,  
Then come my customers draw and buy,  
This book of fortune's Lottery.  

The first Lot.  
IF there be any young Gallant that hath spent and wasted his Patrimony on Gaming, Whoring and drunkenness, and knows not how to live in the World, If he desire to be made rich on a sudden, let him take up his tools and make haste to the Spanish Mines, where he shall have Gold & Silver for the gathering up if they speed well, and have made a good voyage▪ he shall be made welcome to all his old Friends and acquaintance, but if he come home poor, his Lot will be to be no more regarded than a Dog.   

Lot, 2. If there be any married man that loves his maid-servant better than he loves his wife let him do as others have done before him, which is to kiss freely. & fumble till she be with child, and then his Lot will be to pay for a Nurse and a cradle, and to keep a Child that peradventure another man got.   

Lot. 3. If there be any rich Farmers, or Grasters, that have more store of money than he well knows well how to use▪ let him make his case 〈…〉 to some of the Common laurs of the Common Garden as some have dote of late, and his lot wi● be to have whores-flesh enough for his money, and perchance get a Wincheser Goose into the bargain.   

Lot. 5. Or if there be any that are loath to venture their lives as to go so far as the Spanish Mines, there is a new silver Mine called little Jamaica, lately found in Lea-Leather-lane near Gray's Inn in London where they may have money ready coin● for the taking up if they can dig deep enough, but I would wish them to make haste, lest it be all gone before they come for then their lot will be to lose their labours.   

Lot. 5 If there be any one of Vulcan's sons the desires to come acquainted with a dainty school Mistress that can teach him his lesson handsomely, let him march forward & follow his nose till he come near to Purpoole lane, and there he shall find a Nymph of Venus train that will fit him to a hair, but it is thought that there was one blacksmith knocking to get in at her. Alley-gate; every night in the week for a long time together, but if Mars the God of War light upon them whilst they are in conjunction, Vulcan's lot will be to live a Cripple and die a Cuckold.   

Lot, 6. If there be any that desire to learn the art of fishing, let them repair to Moor lane, where they may with much ease find there kind-hearted honest men, which have lately learned, & dearly paid for their experience therein, and now are able to teach others to lay the like baits, which must be, shoes, Stockings, Boots; and breeches, & then if they do not curse their Lot may be catched Fish without nets, and one without a Cloak.   

Lot. 7 If there be any new married man that loves to keep the good will of his Wife, let him be sure to give her her own way in every thing she goes about, & let her lie a bed long in a morning, & let him make her a good fire against her uprising, then let him set a good tossed to the fire and send for a cup of nappy Ale to steel her nose before she goes forth out of doors; & his lot will be to have much love & content all the day after, if his wife do not come home drunk at night.   

Lot. 8. If any man that hath a long time been married, & is troubled with a scolding wife; let him buy her a new Hat and Gown, taffeta scarf, silk Aporn, fine Hose and shoes, give her money in her pocket to go a-gossiping, and be sure to give her all that she should have, and all that she would have, and his lot will be to have quietness so long as he is able to maintain her so bravely, but when all is gone, she will scold as fast as ever she did before.   

Lot. 9 If any man be troubled with a fighting Wife and dares not to stand her fury, let him follow his work diligently, lay out his money carefully, look to his business warily, and please her humours gallantly, besides all this he must do nothing ●ut what she commands him to do, nor spend one penny more than she allows him to do, and then his Lot will be to save his bones from being broken, & his eyes from being scratched out.   

Lot. 10. If any man be troubled with a drunken Wife, let him see to the house himself, let him make ready his victuals himself, let him look to his children himself, and let him be sure to keep all things out of her way that will yield a penny, for fear she sell it or pawn it for Ale, whether it be brass or Pewter dishes, or spoons, or any thing else she can come at, for as the proverb goes, how that he which hath a drunken Wife must hire a Porter to lead her home, and his lot will be to be a very poor man.   

Lot. 11. Or if there be any honest woman that hath gotten a knave to her Has hand, and that she cannot keep him at home with her at night for running into bawdy Houses▪ let her make her mind known to James Naylor the Sowgelder, and for a six penny piece she may have his stones cut out, and after that her lot will be to have him all to herself.   

Lot. 12. If there be any pretly Maid with Child, and cannot tell whether to go to find a Father for it, let her put her head into a black bag that she may not be known who she is, and withal let her put some old taffeta Scarce about her neck which she may buy at the second hand for two groats, and let her be sure to put good store of poor whore's lace upon her headdressings, and take a few shining Counters in her pocket, and then let her walk down into the country, and her lot will be to be taken for a pretty Lady, and she shall quickly get her a Husband amongst the Tuskins, for you know that hungry dogs will eat dirty puddings.   

13. If there be any rich usurer that hath gotten a great estate of Land, & money by greedy Extortion, and grinding the faces of the poor. If this said Rich man have a young prodigal to his Son, let him make his Son master of all his substance, & he shall make a shift to spend it ten times faster than his father got it, For we see by experience that evil gotten goods will wast like butter against the Sun. And that which is gotten over the Devils back, will be lost under his belly; and the Father of such a Son shall have a Lot to work for his living, or beg for his living, if he lives to be old.   

Lot. 14. If there be any spiteful men or women, that loves to go to Law with their Neighbours, although they know no cause why, nor have no ground for what they go upon If they have no money, let them sell their householdstuff, and their clothes from their backs, rather than want of their wills: And that is the ready way to make the Lawyers rich, and yourselves poor, and your Lot will be to hear your Children cry for bread, when you have none to give them.   

Lot. 15. If there be any alewife that wants customers, let her keep good drink, make good measure, and trust all that comes, and her lot will be so, that her customers will never forsake her, so long as she is worth a groat.   

Lot. 16. If there be any troublesome Knave in the Parish, which will never let his neighbours live at quiet, for harkening after tales and lies in one place & carrying them to another, making strife where soever he goes or comes, I would have such a fellow to be taken first, and thrown into a house of Office, then to be taken out again, & washed at a Pump till he be sweet and clean, and so let him pass for the first fault.  
If in case he be taken the second time: then to be put in the Pillory, and boared through the tongue with a hot Iron, as James Naylor was served: if all this will not serve turn, but that he is taken playing the knave the third time than there is no way but one, for 'tis very like that Squire Dun the hangman's lot will be to have his clothes at the last.   

Lot. 17 If there be any man in the city or country, that hath got a civil modest, laborious, virtuous, chaste, & wise woman to his wife, let him love. comfort & cherish her both by day & by night, & according to his ability let him maintain her: and let her not want for comely habit, wholesome fare▪ handsome houseroom, decent lodging, or any thing else that is convenient for her. And then will the lot of that Husband and that wife, be to see many joyful days together.   


And thus my dear beloved Friends,  
My book of fortune's Lottery ends,  
Let all the heare●s which are nigh,  
Draw forth their mony● for to buy:  
And you shall hear a noble Song.  
Which to the Seamen doth belong.   
 
The tune is, Our Noble King in his Progress.  

ATtend you, and give ear a while,  
and you shall understand:  
Of a battle fought upon the Sea,  
by a ship of brave command.  
The fight it was so famous,  
that all men's hearts doth fill,  
And makes them cry to Sea,  
with the angel Gabriel.   

The lusty ship of Bristol,  
Sailed out adventorusly,  
Against the Foes of England,  
their strength with them to try.  
Well victualled, rigged, and manned,  
and good provision still,  
Which makes men cry to Sea,  
with the angel Gabriel.   

The Captain famous Netheway  
so was he called by name.  
The Master's name John Mines  
a man of noted Fame:  
The Gunner Thomas Watson  
a Man of perfect skill,  
With other valiant hearts,  
in the angel Gabriel.   

They waving up and down the Seeas  
upon the Ocean Main,  
It is not long ago quoth they,  
since England fought with Spain.  
Would we with them might meet,  
our minds for to fulfuill.  
We would play a noble bout,  
with our angel Gabriel   

They had no sooner spoken,  
but straight appeared in sight,  
Th●●e lusty Spanish Vessels,  
of warlike force and might;  
With bloody resolution,  
they sought our men to spill,  
And vowed to make a prize  
of our angel Gabriel.   

Then first came up their admiral  
themselves for to advance,  
In her she bore full forty eight,  
Pieces of Ordinance.  
The next that then came near us,  
was their Vice admiral.  
Which shot most furiously,  
at our angel Gabriel   

Our gallant ship had in her,  
full forty fighting men,  
With twenty pieces of Ordinance,  
we played about them then.  
And with powder, shot, and bullets,  
we did employ them still;  
And thus began the fight  
with our angel Gabriel,   

Our Captain to our Master said,  
take courage Master bold;  
The Master to the seamen said,  
stand fast my hearts of gold.  
The Gunner unto all the rest,  
brave hearts be valiant still,  
Let us fight in the defence,  
of the angel Gabriel.   

Then we gave them a broad side,  
which shot their Mast asunder,  
And tore the Bowspret of their ship,  
which made the Spaniards wonder,  
And caused them for to cry  
with voices loud and shrill,  
Help, help, or else we sink  
By the angel Gabriel.   

Yet desperately they boarded us,  
for all our valiant shot,  
Threescore of their best fighting men,  
upon our Decks were got:  
And then at their first entrance,  
full thirty we did kill,  
And thus we cleared the Decks.  
of the angel Gabriel.   

With that their three Ships boarded us,  
again with might and main,  
But still our noble Englishmen,  
Cried out a fig for Spain,  
Though seven times they boarded us  
at last we showed our skill:  
And made them feel the force,  
of the angel Gabriel.   

even hours this fight continued:  
and many brave men lay dead,  
With purple gore, and Spanish blood,  
the Sea was coloured red,  
Five hundred of their men,  
we the●e outright did kill,  
And many more were maimed  
by the angel Gabriel.   

They seeing of these bloody spoils,  
the rest made haste away,  
For why? they saw it was no boot,  
longer for to stay.  
Then they fled unto Cales,  
and there they must lie still.  
For they n●ver more will serve  
to meet our Gabriel.   

We had within our English ship,  
but only three men slain.  
And five men hurt, the which I hope,  
will soon be well again,  
At Bristol we were landed,  
then let us praise God still  
That thus hath blessed our men,  
and our angel Gabriel.   

Now let me not forget to speak  
of the gift given by the owner,  
Of the angel Gabriel.  
that many years have known her:  
Two hundred pounds in coin and plate  
he gave with free good will,  
Unto them that bravely fought,  
in the angel Gabriel.    
FINIS.