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I sure will rest, but thou shalt walke,

And have no journey stayed.
With that this curfed Thoemaker,

For offering Chrilt this wrong,
Left wife and children, house and all,

And went from thence along.

Where after he had seene the bloude

Of Jesus Christ thus shed,
And to the crofle his bodye nail'd,

Awaye with speed he fled
Without returning backe againe

Unto his dwelling place,
And wandred up and downe the worlde,

A runnagate most base.


No resting could he finde at all,

No ease, nor hearts content;
No house, nor home, nor biding place:

But wandring forth he went
From towne to towne in foreigne landes,

With grieved conscience ftill,
Repenting for the heinous guilt

Of his fore-paffed illo


Thus after some fewe ages past

In wandring up and downe; He much again delired to see

Jerusalems renowne,

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But finding it all quite destroyd,

He wandred thence with woe,
Our Saviours wordes, which he had spoke,

To verifie and showe.


“I'll reft, fayd hee, but thou shalt walke,"

So doth this wandring Jew
From place to place, but cannot rest

For seeing countries newe;
Declaring still the power of him,

Whereas he comes or goes,
And of all things done in the east,

Since Christ his death, he showes.



The world he hath ftill compast round

And feene those nations strange,
That hearing of the name of Christ,

Their idol gods doe change :
To whom he hath told wondrous thinges

Of time forepast, and gone,
And to the princes of the worlde

Declares his cause of moane:


Defiring still to be diffolv'd,

And yeild his mortal breath;
But, if the Lord hath thus decreed,

He Mall not yet see death.
For neither lookes he old nor young,

But as he did those times,

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When Christ did suffer on the crosse

For mortall finners crimes.


He hath past through many a foreigne place,

Arabia, Egypt, Africa,
Grecia, Syria, and great Thrace,

And throughout all Hung ra.
Where Paul and Peter preached Christ,

Those blest apostles deare;
There he hath told our Saviours wordes,

In countries far, and neare.

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And lately in Bohemia,

With many a German towne ;
And now in Flanders, as tis thought,
He wandreth


and downe:
Where learned men with him conferre

Of those his lingering dayes,
And wonder much to heare him tell

His journeyes, and his wayes.



If people give this Jew an almes,

The most that he will take
Is not above a groat a time :-

Which he, for Jesus' sake,
Will kindiye give unto the poore,

And thereofmake no spare,
Affirming still that Jesus Christ

Of him hath dailye care.




He ne'er was seene to laugh nor smile,

and make great moane ;
Lamenting still his miseries,

And dayes forepast and gone:
If he heare any one blafpheme,

Or take God's name in vaine,
He telles them that they crucifie

Their Saviour Christe againe.



If you had seene his death, faith he,
As these mine


have done,
Ten thousand thousand times would

His torments think upon :
And luffer for his fake all paine

Of torments, and all woes.
These are his wordes and eke his life

Whereas he comes or goes.


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is found in a very scarce miscellany intitled " Davison's Poems, or a poeticall Rapsodie divided into fixe books..... * The 4th impresion newly corrected and augmented, and


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put into a forme more pleasing to the reader. Lond. 1621,

I 2 mo.This poem is reported to have been written by its celebrated author the night before his execution, Ošt. 29, 1618. But this must be à mistake, for there were at least two editions of Davisor's poems before that time, one in 1608 *, the other in 1617 f.

that unless this poem was an after-infertion in the 4th edit. it must have been written long before the death of Sir Walter: perhaps it was composed soon after his condemnation in 1603. See Oldys's Life of Sir W. Raleigh, p. 173, fol.


OE, foule, the bodies guest,

Upon a thankelesie arrant;
Feare not to touche the best,
The truth shall be thy warrant:

Goe, lince I needs must dye,
And give the world the lye.


Goe tell the court, it glowes

And Mines like rotten wood;
Goe tell the church it showes
What's good, and doth no good:

If church and court reply,
Then give them both the lye.


Tell potentates they live

Acting by others actions ;
Not lov'd unlesse they give,

Not strong but by their factions ;


* Catalog. of T. Rawlinson, 1727.
+ Cat. of Sion coll. library. This is either loft or mislaid.

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