How the Armes were first found,

I Lately did most diligently looke,
F [...] om end to end quite through a Harralds booke
Whereas I saw the armes of Monarchies,
Of Empieres, Kingdomes, Principallities,
Of Nobles, Gentiles, and of Corporations,
Devis'd with many thousand variations:
And amongst all these honorable Crests,
I found no Armes for the Tobaconists:
Jask'd the Herrald why they were forgot,
He answered me that they belonged not
To heaven, or earth and that he knew right well,
They must deriue [...] Herraldry from hell:
And that ther's n [...], or Whore all most,
Or Pander, Broaker, [...] Knight of th [...] post:
A Roarer, or an ordinarie Gull,
But could imblaze their Armes vnto the full.
I gaue him thankes, and kindly bad adue,
And went and sought, and found the smoaky crew:
With oathes and smoake, all in a roome close sitting.
With huffing, puffing, snuffing, spawling, spitting:
Af [...]er a slauering haulke, and drisling hem,
One bouldly ask'd what I would haue with them:
I told him my request, he straight stept out,
And courteously he thus resolu'd my doubt.

The Armes emblazoned.

A Man reuerst proper improperly,
In a field Sable mounting vp on high,
His faire posteriours whilsts, his head and hands
Are pendant to his legges whereon he stands;
Out of his mouth two pipes a Cheueron makes,
From whom the precious vapour that he takes:
He at his backe side, very freely vents,
As sweet as sugar carrion to the sents:
Aboue two furies clawes a match hath got,
Or else a halter with a riding knot.
The Crest a Mores head gardant on a wreath,
Of party Sable Argent vnderneath:
The Helmet a full Tauerne looking-glasse,
The Mantells smoake, which from the nostrill passe:
Inuellops round the scoucheons on each side,
By which it is Adornd and Clowdifide,
The tassells that vnto the mantells hang,
Are liquors that will make their Noses twang:
As Ruby, water Whorehound, Cloue or Hum,
Hot Nutmeg, faire Angellica, and Mumme
The two supportes (cleanly all to keepe)
Are French Babounes, whose note is chimny sweepe:
But now to giue the reader some content,
The mortall tells what in the Armes is ment.

The Morroll.

THe Sable field resembles hells blacke pit,
Whereas the Diuells in smoake and darknes sit:
The man reuerst shewes men, or beast indeed,
That doate to much vpon this heathen weed,
Who smoake away their precious Time and Chinke,
And all their profit is contagious stinke:
The pipes and fume vnto vs doth disclose,
How it leades coxcomes dayly by the nose;
The match or halter in the goblines pawes,
Portends the fatall period of the lawes:
That those that wast themselues in ayre and smoake,
May to the hangman leaue both coate and cloake,
The Moores head shewes, that cursed Pagans did,
Devise this stinke, long time from Christians hid:
The Topfull pispot shewes the vaine excesse,
Of men orecharg'd with fume and drunkennes.
The Mantells shewes these fellowes mighty skill,
That can turne mony into vapours still:
The Tassells at the end depending here,
And haue these vertues very hot and deare,
Are like to Whores that often hang vpon,
Tobaconists, till all their mony's gone:
By the Supporters, wisdome wisely notes,
Tobaconists wants sweeping in their Throates.

LONDON, Printed by Richard Shorleyk [...]r. 1630.

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