[ Index entry by William Hazlitt (1875), pp. xvi-xvii : ]
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hort an
wer to the book called “ Beware the Cat.”
ide, of which the only known copy is in the library of the Society of Antiquaries at Somer
et Hou
e, has often been quoted, but never hitherto reproduced in exten
o. As it will appear on peru
al, the piece is a
trong do
e of invective, couched in the mo
t unmitigated terms, offered to William Baldwin, editor and part-writer of that important hi
torical mi
cellany, The Mirror for Magi
trates. Baldwin had / p.xvii / at
ome period—probably immediately prior to the publication of this gro
s pa
quinade—i
ued anonymou
ly, but profe
edly as by one Stremer, a very curious volume, entitled Beware the Cat, of which there were almo
t certainly four editions,—1561, 1570, 1584, 1652. The fir
t re
ts
o far on the authority of Rit
on ; of the
econd, a fragment (including the title) was in Dr. Bli
s's po
e
ion ; an unique copy of 1584, wanting the title, but having a colophon, is now in the library of Mr. Huth, after belonging to a
eries of collectors ; while for the impre
ion of 1652 we mu
t be content at pre
ent to tru
t the not too tru
tworthy Bagford. It is to be
aid, however, in favour of the exi
tence of
uch a book, and of the chance of it
till turning up, that Jane Bell, the alleged printer of it, was the
ucce
or of the per
on who
e name is in the colophon of the 1584 copy.
cript.
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alutacions De iring thee to knoe : Baldwins traunge fa chionsAnd if in aun ering : I appere um what quick,Thinke it not with out cau e, his taunts be rive & thickWhere as ther is a boke, called : be ware the cat, The veri truith is o, that Stremer made not that,Nor no uch fal e fabels : fell ever from his pen,Nor from his hart or mouth : as knoe mani hone t menBut wil ye gladli knoe, who made that boke in dede, One Wylliam Baldewine. God graunt him wel to pedeGod graunt him mani new yeres, pro perite and helthAs he hath in this thing : farderd the Comonwelth With large le ure, browne tudi : he mu ing all aloneDevi ed by what meanes : he might win the whet toneEvery thing almo t : in that boke is as tru,As that at Mid omer : in London it doth nu.Every thing almo t : in that boke is as truAs that his no e to my dock : is ioyned fa t with glu,Put vp your pipes Baldewine : if you can make no better, Many talk more wittili : that knoe not one letter, Put on your cap Baldewine : & kepe your brayn pan warme Lea t ye go to Bedlem : if uche toyes in you warmeRede this litel hort Rime : Baldewinken, til more cum :And with Stremers excrements : be bold to noint your gum In tede of Diaglum, in tede of ColoquintidaIn tede of ru barbarum, or ca ia fi tulaIf the maker hereof : had bid at more le ure.Ye had had from his hande : a more precious tre ureBut in the meane ea on : content your elfe with thisFor your Bagagical boke, a warme a. r. s. you may kys. |
Or els a payre of tockes : if officers do wel,You hurt a harmeles man : which no uch tales did tel,As ye were di po ed : loude lyes on him to makeWhich many witti things : writes for his countreys ake.Alas I wolde to God : your boke were halfe o good,I wy h you no more harme ; nor to your wete hart bloudThe pith of this paper (if any man in it loke) Is to deni utterli, that Stremer made that boke The boke (of ten leaves) was printed every worde Er Stremer aw any pece, to wipe away a t. o . r. d.Tergendis natibus, om thought his boke was goodOr to cari piceri, to cheri che a ick mans bloud.Therfore ientyl reder : beware what credence thou ghive The truth here conteyned : thou may t boldly beliveBaldwins toyes do belong : to thee or any other As well as they do touche Stremer, his pore brother. And now Iuge good hirers : whether he be a good man Of whom I write the e things : as truli as I can.If that be not a grete faute, o to hurt a mans name,Without ufficient cau e : what crime huld a man blame ?Omni i perdas : famam ervare memento : Qua emel ami![]() a[ po
If thou le tea nullus eris, e all ( ayth he) yet re erve hone t fameIf that be ones clene gon : go home and uck thy dame.I am loth for to rayle, as Baldwin hath begun For o betwine vs both : a fayre threde huld be punThis miche I haue writen : that the truth huld be knowenAnd that the fal itie : huld quite be ouerthrowen.FINIS.
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