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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B081112.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>A meruaylous &s;traunge deformed Swyne.</HEAD>
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<P><HI>_HEre Good Reader &s;halt thou beholde a &s;traunge and defor|med</HI> Swyne, farowed and brought foorth in Denmarke, and there bought and brought ouer by an Engli&s;hman, which hath it at this pre&s;ent, &amp; is to be &s;een a liue, the proportion wherof is won|derous &s;traunge to beholde and vew: the forepart therof from the Snoute beneath the fore &s;houl|ders are in al pointes like vnto a Swine, except the Eares only, which re&s;emble y^e eares of a Lion, the hinder parte (contrarie to kinde) is proportioned in all pointes like vnto a Ram, hauing &s;ofte wooll both white and blacke mixed monge the hard Heare, and &s;o groweth from the &s;houlders downe warde, all the body ouer, and it is a Boare Pyg, how beit, there doth nothing appeare outwarde, but onely the Py&s;ell vnder his Belly, but if a man li&s;t to feele &amp; gripe it in the Grindes, there ye may feele his Coddes within his belly: and the mo&s;t &s;traunge&s;t thinge of all, is the mi&s;&s;hapen and deformed Feete, wheron grow certayne Tallents and very harde Clawes, doubling vn|der his Feete, euery Claw &s;o byg as a mans Fynger, and blacke of colour, and the length of euery of them are full. x. inches, very &s;traunge and wonderfull to beholde, it feedeth and eateth diuers and &s;undrie thinges, a&s;well Haye and Gra&s;&s;e, as Breade and Apples, with &s;uch other thinges as &s;heepe and Swyne do feede on.</P>
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<HEAD>&para;An exhortacion or warnynge to all men, for amendment of lyfe.</HEAD>
<L>COme n&eacute;ere good Chri&s;tians all,</L>
<L>beholde a Mon&s;ter rare:</L>
<L>Who&s;e mon&s;trous &s;hape (no doubt) fortels</L>
<L>Gods wrath we &s;hould beware.</L>
<L>His wondrous works we ought not iudge,</L>
<L>as toyes and trifles vaine:</L>
<L>Whither it be Childe or bruti&s;h Bea&s;t,</L>
<L>for warnings they are playne.</L>
<L>As now, this mingled bruti&s;h Bea&s;t,</L>
<L>Gods creature is we &s;ee:</L>
<L>Although as &s;traunge of &s;hape and forme</L>
<L>as po&s;&s;yblie may be.</L>
<L>For if you do way well ech poynt,</L>
<L>his nature and his &s;hape</L>
<L>I feare re&s;embles &s;ome of tho&s;e,</L>
<L>as on the &s;ame do gape.</L>
<L>For why mo&s;t Swini&s;h are our liues,</L>
<L>and mon&s;trous (that is &s;ure:)</L>
<L>Though we re&s;emble &s;imple Sh&eacute;epe,</L>
<L>or Lambes that be mo&s;t pure.</L>
<L>But euery Tr&eacute;e it &s;elfe will try,</L>
<L>at la&s;t by his owne Fruite:</L>
<L>Though on our Backs we cary Woll,</L>
<L>our con&s;cience is pollute,</L>
<L>Though &s;milingly with flattering face,</L>
<L>we &s;eeme Gods word to loue:</L>
<L>Contrary wi&s;e &s;om hate the &s;ame,</L>
<L>as well their d&eacute;edes did prooue.</L>
<L>Who ment the ruine of our Realme,</L>
<L>as Traytours to our Qu&eacute;ene:</L>
<L>Som white fa&s;te La~bs haue &s;ought to do</L>
<L>(nay, mon&s;trous Swine) I weene.</L>
<L>I meane not here at large to &s;howe</L>
<L>offences as they bee:</L>
<L>In whom they raigne, in hie or low,</L>
<L>I name here no degr&eacute;e.</L>
<L>But generally, I &s;ay to all,</L>
<L>repent amend your life:</L>
<L>The gr&eacute;edy rich, the n&eacute;edy poore,</L>
<L>yea, yongman, Maide, and Wife.</L>
<L>The Prote&s;tant, the Papi&s;t eke,</L>
<L>what &s;ecte &s;o that ye be,</L>
<L>Gripe your own con&s;cience, learne to do</L>
<L>as God commaundeth ye.</L>
<L>For all are &s;inners Dauid &s;aith,</L>
<L>Yea, do the be&s;t we may,</L>
<L>Vnprofitable &s;eruaunts &s;till we be,</L>
<L>we can it not denay.</L>
<L>Iudge ye therfore how far ami&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>all tho&s;e their liues do frame:</L>
<L>That outwardly profe&s;&s;e Gods truth,</L>
<L>and inward hate the &s;ame.</L>
<L>Iudge ye againe that hate your Prince,</L>
<L>and &s;&eacute;eke the Realme to &s;poyle:</L>
<L>What mon&s;trous Swine you proue at length,</L>
<L>for all your couert coyle.</L>
<L>Experience late by <HI>Felton</HI> fal&s;e,</L>
<L>and <HI>Nortons</HI> two I w&eacute;ene:</L>
<L>Their Trea&s;on known were wo~dred at</L>
<L>as they had Mon&s;ters b&eacute;en.</L>
<L>And &s;urely I can iudge no le&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>but that they Mon&s;ters were:</L>
<L>Quite changed from true &s;ubiects &s;hape,</L>
<L>their d&eacute;edes did &s;o appere.</L>
<L>Then let their d&eacute;edes example be,</L>
<L>to vs that Subiects are:</L>
<L>For trea&s;on ends by &s;hamfull death,</L>
<L>therfore by them beware.</L>
<L>I &s;peake not here of mon&s;trous Pride,</L>
<L>in Man, in Mayde, and Wife:</L>
<L>Nor Whoordom which is daily v&s;de,</L>
<L>in England ranke and rife.</L>
<L>Of Couetou&s;ne&s;&s;e, what &s;hould I &s;ay,</L>
<L>or V&s;ery daily don:</L>
<L>It booteth not to &s;peake therof,</L>
<L>&s;o much therby is wonne.</L>
<L>But if they well do count their Cardes,</L>
<L>how God they do offend:</L>
<L>I wis their &s;w&eacute;ete ill gotten gaines,</L>
<L>hath &s;owre and bitter end,</L>
<L>From the which end deliuer vs Lord,</L>
<L>and graunt both hie and low,</L>
<L>To become thy &s;eruaunts iu&s;t and true</L>
<L>and then our end we know.</L>
<L>God grant our gracious &s;ouerain Qu&eacute;en</L>
<L>long ouer vs may raigne:</L>
<L>And this life pa&s;t, with Chri&s;t our Lord,</L>
<L>Heauens ioyes &s;he may attaine.</L>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>I. P.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<P>Imprinted at London by VVilliam Hovv, for Richard Iohnes: and are to be &s;olde at his Shop <HI>ioyning to the Southwe&s;t doore of Paules Churche.</HI></P>
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