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<NAME>Pip Willcox</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch Z100410.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<DIV1 TYPE="title page">
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<P>THE TRAGEDY OF GRAY-BEARD OR THE BRANDY BOTLE OF
<HI>KINKEGOLAW:</HI></P>
<P>With an An&s;wer to Mr. <HI>Guild</HI>'s Vindication of the
<HI>Brandy-Bottle</HI> of <HI>Kinkegolaw,</HI> which is not here mentioned.</P>
<P><HI>Being the Tragedy of the Duke</HI> de Alva, <HI>alias</HI> Gray-beard, <HI>or the Complaint of the</HI> Bran|dy Bottle, <HI>lo&s;t by a poor Carriour by falling from the Handle, and found by a Company of the Presbitry of</HI> Peebles <HI>near to</HI> Kinke|golaw, <HI>as they returned from</HI> Gla&s;gow, <HI>im|mediatly after they had taken the</HI> Te&s;t.</P>
<P>Printed in the Year 1700.</P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="tragedy">
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<HEAD>The Tragedy of the Duke <HI>de Alva,</HI> alias
<HI>Gray-Beard,</HI> or the Complaint of the <HI>Brandie Bottle,</HI> lo&s;t by a poor Carriour by falling from the Handle, and found by a Campany of the Presbytery of <HI>Peebles</HI> near to <HI>Kinke+golaw,</HI> as they returned from <HI>Gla&s;gow,</HI> im|mediatly after they had taken the Te&s;t.</HEAD>
<L>IT fell upon the Moneth of <HI>November,</HI></L>
<L>A fatal Fall my Bodie did Di&s;member:</L>
<L>Many &s;hall tell the Tale that never &s;aw,</L>
<L>The <HI>Brandy-Bottle</HI> of <HI>Kinkegolaw.</HI></L>
<L>Where groaning on the ground <HI>I</HI> chanc'd to &s;py</L>
<L>Two Men in <HI>Black</HI> devoutly pa&s;&s;ing by;</L>
<L>So when my feeble voice their ears could reach</L>
<L>Poor antient <HI>Gray-beard</HI> thus began to preach</L>
<L>O Sons of <HI>Levi,</HI> Mini&s;ters of Grace,</L>
<L>Have &s;ome regard to my right reverend Face;</L>
<L>My broken Shoulders, and my wrinkled Brow,</L>
<L>Calls fa&s;t for Pity and Supply from you;</L>
<L>Help, Godly Sirs, and if it be your Will,</L>
<L>Convey me &s;afely Home to <HI>Bigger</HI>-Mill;</L>
<L><PB N="3" REF="3" MS="y">Where going to the Widow I was lo&s;t,</L>
<L>Alas! I fear the Carriour pay the co&s;t.</L>
<L>Poor Soul, if this mi&s;chance &s;hould him betide,</L>
<L>He has no more in all the World be&s;ide.</L>
<L>They did not reli&s;h this Di&s;cour&s;e of mine,</L>
<L>But vow'd the poor &s;hould &s;oon be out of pine;</L>
<L>And took me Pri&s;oner to <HI>Kinkegolaw</HI></L>
<L>Where &s;tore of that <HI>Black Company</HI> I &s;aw:</L>
<L>Fy Sirs, &s;aid <HI>I</HI> you have at <HI>Gla&s;gow,</HI> been,</L>
<L>Swearing Alledgeance to your <HI>God</HI> and <HI>King;</HI></L>
<L>So do not &s;uperad &s;o foul a Deed,</L>
<L>And take poor <HI>Gray-beard</HI>'s blood upon your head,</L>
<L>This cruelty &s;ore &s;hould you all repent,</L>
<L>Were he but here who&s;e Picture I pre&s;ent,</L>
<L>And yet before we part, I'll &s;o prevail,</L>
<L>The be&s;t of you &s;hall &s;trive to ki&s;s my Tail,</L>
<L>This I was taught when <HI>Gray beard</HI> I was call'd</L>
<L>That proper, pure religion, and undefil'd;</L>
<L>The Widows Ca&s;e and Fatherle&s;s did notice,</L>
<L>And ne'r drank out, but filld their empty botles</L>
<L>At fir&s;t they pitied my Lifele&s;s Skin,</L>
<L>But when they found &s;ome cordial heat within</L>
<L>They flock'd about &amp; quickly me &s;urrounded</L>
<L>And cruelly unto the Heart me wounded:</L>
<L><PB N="4" REF="4">They &s;aid <HI>de Alva</HI> never took the <HI>Te&s;t,</HI></L>
<L>Therefore rank <HI>Papi&s;t</HI> go unto thy re&s;t;</L>
<L>And brag of thy right honourable Tomb:</L>
<L>When thou art buri'd in a <HI>Te&s;ters</HI> Womb,</L>
<L>Right blyth they were &amp; drank to one anoth<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>And &s;till th'health went round, here to you br<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"> th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>I love thy blood &s;o well &s;ays Ma&s;ter <HI>Boe,</HI></L>
<L>Thy Bones to <HI>Tweed</HI> &s;hall in Proce&s;&s;ion go,</L>
<L>At la&s;t the Ho&s;tes of the Hou&s;e came in,</L>
<L>Finding the Brethren in a merry pin,</L>
<L>She tells them that a Carriour poor had lo&s;t;</L>
<L>The <HI>Brandy-Botle</HI> whereof they did boa&s;t;</L>
<L>And for a &s;ure unque&s;tionable Token,</L>
<L>Here is the hand look ye where it was broke<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>So grave and reverend Sirs be but &s;o hand&s;ome</L>
<L>To take a double Gill for <HI>Gray-breads</HI> ran&s;om<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>At which their godly Wi&s;doms were confoun<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"> i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>For they had no intention to refound it.</L>
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<HEAD><HI>Mr.</HI> P. Purdy Speaks.</HEAD>
<L>Yet one &s;tood up in Name of all the re&s;t,</L>
<L>And &s;wore he bought it when he took the <HI>Te&s;t</HI></L>
<L>So be he Poor or Rich the <HI>Brandy</HI> lo&s;t,</L>
<L>Till Doom&s;day we &s;hall never pay the co&s;t.</L>
<L><PB N="5" REF="4">This Wife wil Lodge none be it <HI>Paul</HI> or <HI>Peter</HI></L>
<L>If once they take the <HI>te&s;t,</HI> for fear they cheat her</L>
<L>You &s;hall not find a Cloy&s;ter of &s;uch Clouns,</L>
<L>Search all the Squads of Troupers or Dragouns</L>
<L>Survey the Country, try the Broken Lairds,</L>
<L>Search <HI>Mar</HI> &amp; <HI>Lithgows</HI> regiments of guards)</L>
<L>Such &s;prit Liquor cures Us of all Sorrow;</L>
<L>Courage we'll take another <HI>Te&s;t</HI> to Morrow:</L>
<L>And after all is done, we can Recant,</L>
<L>And &s;wear to <HI>Tenor, Te&s;t</HI> or <HI>Covenant:</HI></L>
<L>While we are here, we'll no Advantage &s;hun,</L>
<L>There is no <HI>Brandy</HI> in the World to come,</L>
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<DIV2 TYPE="answer">
<HEAD>An An&s;wer to Mr. <HI>Guild's</HI> Vindi|cation.</HEAD>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">nfamous Scribler, Natures Fool and Shame!</L>
<L>O &s;en&s;ele&s;s Satyre, Bea&s;t without a Name;</L>
<L>Thou &s;candal to Devotion, &s;curvy <HI>Prie&s;t,</HI></L>
<L>Why made thou earne&s;t of a merry Je&s;t?</L>
<L>Ba&s;e <HI>Ballader,</HI> had thou no Remor&s;e,</L>
<L>To turn poor <HI>Gray-heads</HI> Ca&s;e from bad to wor&s;e</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">ll my thy &s;landerous Tongue for ever &s;mart,</L>
<L>Though it run parallel with thy fal&s;e heart,</L>
<L><PB N="6" REF="5">And cudgel thy dry Carca&s;e into Tears,</L>
<L>Were't not for the &s;acred Coat thou bears.</L>
<L>What Mortal can read manners, good or gra<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>In the dark Lanthern of thy <HI>Gip&s;ies</HI> Face:</L>
<L>Thou nea&s;ty <HI>Negro,</HI> filthy rea&s;ty <HI>Ram,</HI></L>
<L>A skin like that of a <HI>We&s;tphalia-ham;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Egyptian Mummy</HI> out of &s;ight be gone.</L>
<L>Let none but <HI>Surgeons</HI> view thy <HI>Scaleton.</HI></L>
<L>A Female amorous that were in Love,</L>
<L>At thy fir&s;t view would &s;oon abortive prove</L>
<L>If by misfortune &s;he &s;hould chance to &s;ee,</L>
<L>So foul a Compound of Disformitie.</L>
<L>Thou calls the Author fool that never hear<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>How <HI>Spaniards</HI> wear Mu&s;tachoes &amp; no beard</L>
<L>Ob&s;cure Phanta&s;tick Fellow let alone,</L>
<L>I have &s;een 500 <HI>Spaniards</HI> for thy one:</L>
<L>And yet <HI>I</HI> &s;wear of all thy Sun-brunt Crew,</L>
<L>I &s;aw not one had thy prodigious Hew:</L>
<L>Granting that this the <HI>Spaniards</HI> Cu&s;tom we<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>In every place are not &s;ome &s;ingular?</L>
<L>Bold <HI>Igno<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">amus,</HI> what needs all thir Jarrs?</L>
<L>Read thou but <HI>Strabo</HI> on the <HI>Belgick</HI> Wars;</L>
<L>Where thou wilt &s;ee D. <HI>Alvas</HI> Beard &amp; Face,</L>
<L>The <HI>Dutch</HI> drew on their Bottles in di&s;grace.</L>
<L><PB N="7" REF="5">Thou Poeta&s;ters Ape, &s;tain to thy Nation</L>
<L>Vile Product of &s;ome mon&s;truous Copulation</L>
<L>Officious Guild, where were thy Fancy brags,</L>
<L>When Gullen&s;tript thee from thy Lou&s;ie-rags.</L>
<L>And wilt thou Verifie that general Evil,</L>
<L>Let Beggars tide, they'l gallop to the Devil.</L>
<L>Did this look Go&s;pel-like, Guilddar thou &s;ay't</L>
<L>To drink the poor Mans Bottle &amp; not pay't</L>
<L>Or was it &s;eemly for a Man that Preaches,</L>
<L>To &s;teal away the Bottle in his Breeches,</L>
<L>Look that thy ab&s;ence make the not de&s;pair,</L>
<L>And cut thy Throat, becau&s;e thou mi&s;t a &s;hare</L>
<L>For &s;ure it was, it put the in a Rapture,</L>
<L>That thou forgot both Prayer, Grace &amp; Chapter</L>
<L>Thy wi&s;er Brethren &s;ilent were &amp; &s;orrie,</L>
<L>Such Fools as thou do make their &s;hame their glory</L>
<L>Thou wilt not have that fault &s;o much as nam'd</L>
<L>Which they them&s;elves fir&s;t openlie Proclaim'd</L>
<L>Thine was a Raling not a Vindication,</L>
<L>And makes thee now Ridiculous to the Nation</L>
<L>Why does this Fellow thus his Follie vent</L>
<L>Doth <HI>Boe</HI> or He our whole Church Repre&s;ent?</L>
<L>Among the <HI>Apo&s;tles</HI> was there not a Cheat,</L>
<L>And &s;ee we not the <HI>Tares</HI> grow with the What</L>
<L><PB N="8" REF="6">Don't hi&s;ing &s;naks cloud the fair gli&s;tring mo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>And grow not naughtie Gull among the Cor<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>Clap to thy &s;tomack this my bli&s;tring Plai&s;t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>And Learn no more to meddle with thy Ma&s;t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>Which if thou do, the next it will be &s;harpe<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L><HI>I</HI> Fear not thee, far le&s;s <HI>Tom Suter</HI> Harper</L>
<L>Whom I could whip, but Credit me re&s;trai<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>Becau&s;e the Fellow is not worth my pains.</L>
<L>Now &s;how thy &s;elf great <HI>Cae&s;ar</HI> Man or <HI>ni<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI></L>
<L>O <HI>Guild</HI> thou fool, mock Preacher at <HI>Kirkm<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI></L>
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