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                        <hi rendition="simple:larger;">SHOW and SHOOTING</hi><lb/>
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                    <hi rendition="simple:larger;">And his Two</hi><lb/> 
                    <hi rendition="simple:larger; simple:letterspace;">NEPHEWS,</hi><lb/> 
                    <hi rendition="simple:larger;">Sons to the</hi><lb/>
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                    <hi rendition="simple:larger;">To all the Worſhipful Citizens<lb/> 
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                    nourable City) to publiſh unto<lb/> 
                   the Eyes of the World, your late</hi><lb/>
                    
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                    <hi rendition="simple:larger; simple:italic; simple:centre;">laudable Work, which not only beauti<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>fied this City, but the whole Realm<lb/> of <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">England</hi>. <hi>Rare was the Sight,<lb/> great was the Coſt, yet greater your<lb/> good Wills; the Report whereof will<lb/> be in memory while</hi> <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">London</hi> <hi>laſteth.</hi><lb/> Now ſeeing no man taketh in hand<lb/> to deſcribe the ſame as it deſerved,<lb/> and pitying greatly it ſhould lye hid<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>den, I conſidered that blind Bayard<lb/> oft times ſeemeth boldeſt, and there<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>upon my ſelf (though leaſt able of all<lb/> other) have preſumed, under your<lb/> Correction, to publiſh the Truth of<lb/> what I noted in the Train: Therein<lb/> purpoſing, that though to your own<lb/> Ears it bringeth no matter of De<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>light, yet the Truth of this ſeemly<lb/> Show (which Fame hath far ſpread<lb/> abroad) may through this Realm be<lb/> expreſſed; as alſo left in Remem<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>brance unto your Childrens Children,<lb/> and their Poſterity after them: Be<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>ſeeching therefore that your Wiſe</hi><lb type="hyphenInWord"/><fw rendition="simple:right; simple:larger; simple:italic;" type="catchword">domes</fw>
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                <p><hi rendition="simple:display; simple:left; simple:larger; simple:normalstyle; simple:right;">T</hi><hi>HE</hi> Learned in time paſt<lb/> 
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                    that by them their Poſterity<lb/> is certifyed, what hath been<lb/> 
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                    very graciouſly ſaid, Win them all and thou<lb/> 
                    ſhalt be Duke over all Archers. This <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Barlo</hi><lb/> 
                    drew his Bow, and ſhooting won the beſt.<lb/> 
                    Whereat the King greatly rejoiced, com<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    mending him for his good Archery; and for<lb/> 
                    that this <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Barlo</hi> did dwell in <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Shoreditch,</hi> the<lb/> 
                    King named him <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Duke</hi> of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Shoreditch</hi>. (A <lb/>
                    ſign of a Princly mind to the encouragement<lb/> 
                    of his poor ſubject.) The memory of all<lb/> 
                    which, both by Prince <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Arthur</hi> and the Duke<lb/> 
                    of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Shoreditch</hi>, hath been greatly revived,<lb/>
                    and within theſe five years ſet forward<lb/>  
                   
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">at</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=30&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">42</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch</fw>
                    
                    at the great Coſt and Charges of ſundry<lb/> 
                    chief Citizens, whoſe Names I omit. And<lb/> 
                    now this preſent year <hi rendition="simple:letterspace;">1583</hi>. much more<lb/> 
                    beautified than ever it was, as hereafter is<lb/> 
                    expreſſed. The worthy <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Shoreditch</hi> Duke,<lb/> 
                    as Succeſſor to the former Dukes his Prede<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ceſſors, gave warning to all his Marqueſſes,<lb/> 
                    Earls and Barons, with all their Train of<lb/> 
                    Archers whatſoever, in and about the City<lb/> of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">London</hi>, to be in a readineſs to accompa<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>ny him into the Field, every one with a<lb/> 
                    Long–Bowe and four Shafts, upon the Se<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>venteenth of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">September</hi>, and to meet him<lb/> 
                    in <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Smithfield</hi>, which they did for the moſt<lb/>
                    part.</p><lb/>
                
                <p>On which Day in the Morning, the Duke<lb/> 
                    being at <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Marchant–Taylors Hall</hi>,there re<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    paired unto him all thoſe that were ap<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>pointed for the Conducting of his Perſon to<lb/>
                    the place of Meeting, as Barons, and a Mul<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>titude of good Archers under his own En<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>ſign; who, with ſound of Trumpets, Drums,<lb/> 
                    and other neceſſary Inſtruments for the<lb/> 
                    beautifying of the ſame, paſſed along<lb/> 
                    <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Broadſtreet</hi>, where the Duke dwelleth,<lb/> 
                    marching through <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Moorgate</hi> to <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Finſbury–<lb/>Fields,</hi> and from thence into <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Smithfield</hi>,<lb/> 
                    where a great many attended for him: then<lb/> 
                    the black Train, and the Goldſmiths went<lb/> 
                    forward into <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Holborn</hi>, the Duke and his<lb/> 
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">Com-</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=30&amp;width=1200"/> 
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">43</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                    
                    Company following in a ſeemly order; where<lb/> 
                    coming againſt <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Hatton–Houſe</hi>, the Gold<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ſmiths ſtaid, and caſt themſelves into Ranks,<lb/> 
                    that the Duke might have fair paſſage be<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    tween them: So that the Train being now <lb/>
                    marching along, and the Duke paſſing by<lb/> 
                    the Marqueſs <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Barlo</hi>, aliàs <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Covell</hi>, he pre<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ſented to his Nobleneſs a Wedge of Gold,<lb/> 
                    in ſign of good will, which the Duke very<lb/> 
                    thankfully accepted; then came the black<lb/>
                    Train, offering by a Page a Speech to this<lb/>
                    effect, <hi rendition="simple:italic;">That he was ready to aid him with<lb/>
                        all his Power, for his ſafety, into the Field:<lb/>
                    </hi> Whereat the Page, out of a Box, flung a<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    broad, gliſtering like Gold, certain Spangles,<lb/> 
                    in ſign of Liberality.</p><lb/>
                
                <p>Then came the Marqueſs of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Clarkenwell</hi><lb/>
                    with Hunters, who having been abroad<lb/> 
                    with their Hounds, did wind their Horns,<lb/>
                    ſo that the noiſe of them, together with<lb/> 
                    the yelling and yelping of the Hounds, and<lb/>
                    the whooping and hollowing of their Pa<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ges which followed, there was ſuch a delight<lb/> 
                    taken by the hearers thereof, as is worth<lb/> 
                    Memory; which Marqueſs coming with his<lb/> 
                    Foreſter, profered his Service to the Duke,<lb/> 
                    which he thankfully accepted; which Hun<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ters were under the Earl of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Pancridge</hi>,<lb/>
                    whoſe two Sons being Nephews to the<lb/> 
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">Duke,</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=31&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">44</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>
                    
                    Duke, came with their power of Knights,<lb/> 
                    Barons and Squires, accompanied with ma<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ny good and excellent Archers, taking place,<lb/> 
                    to the honour of the Duke, into the Field.<lb/> 
                    Then the Goldſmiths took their place be<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    hind the Duke, whoſe Gunners, when the<lb/> 
                    Duke was even paſt, gave a worthy Volley<lb/> 
                    of Shot, which rung in the Air like a Thun<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    der Clap; and ſo took place in the hindward.<lb/> 
                    Then went all the Train through <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Chancery<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    lane</hi>,
                    <label rendition="simple:display; simple:left; simple:smaller;" place="margin-left"><hi rendition="simple:italic;">Sir Owen Hopton <hi rendition="simple:italic;">her</hi> Majesties Lieutenant of the Tow<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>er of <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">Lon<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>don</hi>, Sir <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">Rowland Haward</hi>,<lb/>and divers Aldermen of <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">London</hi></hi></label>
                    and turned towards London down<lb/>
                    Fleetſtreet, until they came to <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Ludgate</hi>,<lb/>
                    where ſtood ready to receive them into the<lb/> 
                    the City, certain Knights of great worſhip,<lb/> 
                    with many other of the Aldermen of <lb/>
                    the City, and ſundry principal Commoners in<lb/> 
                    the ſame, who being men of years, and had<lb/> 
                    born great good will to the laudable Game of<lb/> 
                    Shooting, entred with fair large Arrows in<lb/> 
                    their Hands, in black Gowns, Citizen–like,<lb/> 
                    and took their place behind the Duke; and<label rendition="simple:display; simple:left; simple:smaller;" place="margin-left"><hi rendition="simple:italic;"><hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">Paul’s</hi> School came unto them the Mar<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        chant–Tay<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        lors in their Gowns, e<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        very one ha<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        ving a fair broad Ar<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        row in their hands</hi></label><lb/> 
                    as they yet paſſed through <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Pauls</hi> Church<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    yard on the South–ſide, there came ſundry<lb/> 
                   
                    Citizens forth unto them, all in their<lb/> 
                    Gowns, and took place, every one having<lb/> 
                    an Arrow, as before, to the better beauti<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    fying and ſetting forth of the ſame. Thus<lb/> 
                    paſſed they through into <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Cheapſide</hi>, who by<lb/> 
                    that time they were come thither, all their<lb/> 
                    Train was in place, &amp; marched as followeth.</p><lb/>
                
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">Firſt</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=31&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">45</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                    
                    
                <p> Firſt came two Enſigns before the Mar<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ſhal of the Field, the Marſhal being clad in<lb/> 
                    green Velvet and Sattin, with a Trunchion<lb/> 
                    in his hand: Then followed him forty Fo<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    reſters, apparelled all in Green, every one<lb/>
                    bearing a Bow and four Shafts by their<lb/> 
                    ſide, with horns at their backs, which they<lb/> 
                    winded as they went along.</p>
               
                <p>And between every one of them Pages
                    
                    <label rendition="simple:display; simple:right; simple:smaller;" place="margin-left"><hi rendition="simple:italic;">Mr<hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">Beadel</hi><lb/>
                        in <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">Pater
                        <lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                            noſter<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        –Row,</hi>
                        and<lb/> 
                        Mr.<hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">Smith</hi><lb/>
                        in <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">Pauls</hi><lb/>
                        Churchyard<lb/>
                        chiefeſt.</hi></label><lb/>
                    in white Frocks girt unto them, upon which<lb/>
                    was ſowed green Oaken Leaves, with<lb/> 
                    Caps made in the ſame manner, every One<lb/>
                    bearing a Tiller Bow or Croſſ–Bow, and<lb/>
                    broad Arrows in their hands, to the number<lb/> 
                    of Forty, all whooping and hallowing when 
                   <label rendition="simple:display; simple:right; simple:smaller;" place="margin-right"><hi rendition="simple:italic;">Theſe green<lb/>
                        men were<lb/>
                        prepared by <lb/>
                        <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">Mr. Wood</hi><lb/> 
                        who being<lb/> 
                        continual<lb/> 
                        Rangers <lb/> 
                        did both<lb/>  
                        expreſs his<lb/> 
                        name, and<lb/> 
                        beautifie<lb/> 
                        the Show.<lb/> 
                        His Badge<lb/> 
                        alſo bare a<lb/> 
                        fair Shield<lb/> 
                        upon which<lb/> 
                        ſtood this<lb/> 
                        Sentence,<lb/> 
                        <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">More ways<lb/> 
                        than one<lb/> 
                        to the<lb/> 
                        Wood.</hi></hi></label><lb/>
                     the Hunters did wind their Horns. Then<lb/>
                    came ſix Trumpets ſounding, with Drums<lb/> 
                    and Fifes, guarded with Halberds; then came<lb/> 
                    the Marqueſs of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Iſlington</hi> with 12 Knights,<lb/> 
                    and thoſe ſeveral had ſix Gentlemen atten<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    dant on them, and Pages in white Fuſtian<lb/> 
                    with black Stripes, and Caps agreeable,<lb/>
                    bearing Shields, with a ſeemly ſhow of Ar<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    chers, wearing about their Necks and Bo<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    dies green Ribbons, and large green Scarfs.<lb/>
                    Next followed a fair, large, red Streamer,<lb/> 
                    with the red Lion, with Halberds, Drums, &amp;<lb/> 
                    proper Pages in green, with Taffety Night<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    caps, bearing Shields &amp; Shafts in their hands.<lb/> 
                    Next five <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Swattrutters</hi>ſtrangely apparal<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">led</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=32&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">46</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>
                    
                    led with great Hoſe down to the ſmall of<lb/> 
                    their Legs, with ſtrange Caps agreeable,<lb/>
                    <label rendition="simple:display; simple:left; simple:smaller;" place="margin-left"><hi rendition="simple:italic;">The Mar<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        queſs of
                        <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">S.Johns</hi>
                        wood
                        brought the 
                        wild men.</hi></label> 
                    bearing on their Necks long Swords, which<lb/> 
                    
                    ſeemed very ſtearn in Countenance: Then<lb/> 
                    followed five green men clad in Ivie, with<lb/> 
                    Clubs on their Necks, which were young<lb/> 
                    Trees, and the Roots upward; with a<lb/> 
                    worthy Show of Bowmen, who for the<lb/> 
                    moſt part wore Ribbons of coloured Orange<lb/> 
                    Tawny, and Oringes hanging at them.</p><lb/><lb/>
                
                <p>Then came the reſidue of the Earl of<lb/> 
                    <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Pancridge’s</hi> Train in the Fore–front there<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    of; the two ſons to the Earl of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Pancridge</hi><lb/>
                    (himſelf not preſent, but his coſt and<lb/> 
                    Charges in ſign of a willing mind did large<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ly appear,) with a worthy Company of<lb/>
                    excellent good Archers acompanied with<lb/> 
                    Trumpets, Halberds Drums, Enſigns,<lb/> 
                    and all other things neceſſary to the beauti<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    fying of the ſame to their great praiſe, for<lb/>
                    their large Liberalities, beſides the great<lb/>
                    bountifulneſs of the Earl their Father.</p><lb/><lb/>
                
                <p>Next following the Felowſhip and neer<lb/>
                    Neighbours of  <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Ludgate</hi> parts; who at the<lb/> 
                    Furtherance of this Show, had been at great<lb/> <label rendition="simple:display; simple:left; simple:smaller;" place="margin-left"><hi rendition="simple:italic;">Especially
                        <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">M. Blamor</hi>
                        chief of
                        them.</hi></label> coſt in proviſion of Trumpets, Drums, <lb/>
                    Enſigns, Fifes, and other Furniture,<lb/> 
                   
                    the moſt part were Haberdaſhers of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">London</hi>;<lb/> 
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">who</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=32&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">47</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                    
                    who very orderly marched through the<lb/> 
                    City of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">London,</hi> being ſumptuouſly appa<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    relled in Velvet Jerkins, and Hats agree<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    able, with Chains of Gold about their Bo<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    dies, and Pages bearing their Shields of <lb/>
                    fine workmanſhip, and a worthy Train of<lb/> 
                    good Archers wearing green Scarfes and<lb/> 
                    Ribbons of the ſame colour. The ſhow of<lb/>
                    Feryers proceeded, which was One hun<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    dred handſome Fellowes with Calivers on<lb/> 
                    their Necks, all trimly decked with white<lb/> 
                    Feathers in their Hats; ſo had all their Com<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    pany of Archers throughout: Then their <lb/>
                    Enſign and two Cardinals, wearing broad<lb/> 
                    Hats of Tawny colour, with two ſilk ſtrings<lb/> 
                    buttoned under their Chins; the ends hang<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ing down to their feet, apparelled in red<lb/>
                    Velvet and Satten; next followed two Fri<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ers clothed in black Robes, with bald<lb/>
                    Crowns and Beads in their hands, ſeeming<lb/>
                    to pray very devoutly, and bleſſing them<lb/> 
                    that paſſed by, cauſing great laughing and<lb/> ſport.</p><lb/><lb/>
                
                <p>Then came the whole Inhabitants fol<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    lowing, beautifying the Show, very coſtly<lb/> 
                    aparelled, with a Child in the midſt of<lb/> 
                    them, mounted on a great Horſe richly<lb/>
                    trapped, ſounding a <hi>T</hi>rumpet, to the great<lb/> 
                    wonder of many the beholders</p><lb/><lb/>
                
                <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">Then</fw>
                <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=33&amp;width=1200"/>
                <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">48</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>
                
                <p>Then followed the Citizens and Inhabi<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    tants of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Fleetbridge, Fleetſtreet,</hi> and <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Tem<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    plebar,</hi> with a Show worth the beholding,<lb/> 
                    of ſeemly Archers, all bravely apparelled <lb/>
                    in Silks and Chains, with their Enſigns,<lb/> 
                    Drums, Trumpets, and ſuch other Furni<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ture. Then the odd Deviſe of Saint <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Clements</hi><lb/> 
                    Pariſh, which but ten days before had made<lb/> 
                    the ſame Show in their own Pariſh, in ſet<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ting up the Queens Majeſties Stake in <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Hol<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        born fields,</hi> which Stakemaſter <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Knevit</hi>, one<lb/> 
                    of the Gentlemen of her Majeſties Chamber,<lb/> 
                    gave unto them at his coſt and Charges.<lb/> 
                    And a Gunn worth three pound, made of<lb/> 
                    Gold, to be given unto him that beſt de<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ſerved it by ſhooting in a Peece at the Mark<lb/> 
                    <label rendition="simple:display; simple:left; simple:smaller;" place="margin-left"><hi rendition="simple:italic;">The L. of Leiceſter11 gave them 2 Bucks, &amp; 40 s. in mo<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        ney. The E. of Arundel did lend them his houſe to feast in, be<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        sides a hogſ<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        head of wine, and Veniſon, which he gave them.</hi>
                    </label> which was ſet up on purpoſe at Saint<lb/> 
                    <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Iame’s</hi> Wall; whereby was to be ſeen the<lb/>  
                    great good will of ſo bountiful and worſhip<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ful a Gentleman; who hath promiſed year<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ly, during his life, to give five ſhillings<lb/> 
                    more to the ſame; the gift was given for a<lb/> 
                    year to the Winner, and to the Pariſh for<lb/> 
                    ever: The liberality of the right honorable<lb/> 
                    Lords of the Nobility, their Bountifulneſs<lb/> 
                    towards the feaſting of the whole Pariſh<lb/> 
                    alſo, is worthy remembrance. The maner<lb/> 
                    of the Show was, firſt, Saint <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Clement</hi><lb/> 
                    wearing a Rochet and a Miter, having a <lb/>
                    long gray beard, rid upon a Horſe, with<lb/>
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">his</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=33&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">49</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                    
                    
                    his man before him, between two ham<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>pers full of ſmall white loves, giving of<lb/> 
                    Bread unto the poor, or any that would<lb/> 
                    have the ſame: having alſo twelve men<lb/> 
                    following on foot in white Canvas Caps, and<lb/> 
                    Canvas Frocks girt to them, with Baſkets<lb/> 
                    on their ſhoulders, waiting upon him, ha<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ving a blew Anchor painted on their breaſts<lb/>  
                    and backs, finding it ſo regiſtred of him in<lb/> 
                    their Legendary, That S. <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Clement</hi> was firſt<lb/> 
                    a Baker, who for his good wit and honeſt <lb/>
                    life, was made a Biſhop, and after a Saint. <lb/>
                    After this Show came all the young men of<lb/>
                    S. <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Clements</hi> Pariſh, very well apparelled<lb/> 
                    with Chains and ſome Scarfs; every one<lb/> 
                    having his Page attending upon him in<lb/> 
                    black Frocks, decked with Silver, with Caps<lb/> 
                    agreeable with Edgings of white Furrs, ve<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ry ſeemly, bearing Shields and Shafts,<lb/> 
                    which before did carry the Guns of the Bat<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    chelors, when they went to ſet up the Stake,<lb/> 
                    and to ſhoot for the gilded Gun. Next fol<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    lowed the ancient Houſholders of the ſame<lb/> 
                    Pariſh, with their Pages, having an Enſign,<lb/> with Drums, and ſuch other Furniture, with<lb/>
                    a worthy Show of Archers following.</p><lb/>
                <p>Then came the Marqueſs of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Hogſden</hi><lb/>
                    with a ſtately Enſign of red Crimſon Da<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    maſk, in the midſt of the which Enſign there 
                    
      
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">was</fw>
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:centre;">E</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=34&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">50</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>
                    was a Phenix in ſilver carried by two men<lb/> 
                    on two Staves, with ſound of Trumpets and<lb/> 
                    Drums; the Show beautified with Pages as<lb/> 
                    before, Handſwords to make room, and<lb/> 
                    Halberds to guide and keep them in or<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    der.</p><lb/>
               
                <p>After them came the Marqueſs of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Shackel<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    well,</hi> chief Treaſurer to the Duke, with<lb/> 
                    his Men, every one with white and green<lb/> 
                    Ribbons, and Badges in their Hats, be<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    fore whom was carried a moſt fair and<lb/> 
                    long Enſign of red Damaſk, in the which<lb/> 
                    was the Golden Lion: After the Enſign fol<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    lowed two with Hand–ſwords, to make<lb/> 
                    room, and then after them two Pages all in<lb/> 
                    white Jackets, upon the which was paint<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ed with poudred Armour, and the one Page<lb/> 
                    bare a Shield, on the which was painted a<lb/> 
                    Well, on one ſide of the Well there was<lb/> 
                    a Leg, and on the other an Arm,  both Arm<lb/> 
                    and Leg ſhackled to the Well, and branches<lb/> 
                    of Box ſpringing out of the ſame; the other<lb/> 
                    Page a broad Arrow in his hand.</p><lb/>
                
                <p>Next after this Company came the Maſter<lb/> 
                    Comptroller of the Duke’s Houſe with his<lb/>
                    Men, every man having a Bow and four<lb/> 
                    Arrows as the reſt, and green Ribbons a<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    bout their Necks. </p>
                
                <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">Then</fw>
                <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=35&amp;width=1200"/>
                <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">51</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                
                <p>Then came a large Table, wherein was<lb/> 
                    written a Deſcription of the benefit of<lb/> 
                    the Shooting in the Long–Bow, and how <lb/>
                    ſhooting hath been decayed, and by whom <lb/>
                    reſtored; advertiſing men from all unlaw<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ful Games, as Dicing, Carding, Tipling in<lb/> 
                    Alehouſes, and ſuch like, wiſhing to have<lb/> 
                    the Exerciſe of Shooting to be had in uſe<lb/> 
                    both by Maſters and Servants to the<lb/> 
                    ſtrength and commodity of this Realm, as<lb/> 
                    alſo to the terror of all Forreign Enemies,<lb/> 
                    beſides two Tables drawn with Inſcriptions<lb/> 
                    of honeſt Exerciſe: Then came two fair <lb/>
                    Enſigns, white and black, with Whifflers<lb/> 
                    in Chains of Gold, with white Staves, and<lb/> 
                    Henchmen following them bearing Shields,<lb/> 
                    every Shield painted with a ſeveral Deviſe;<lb/> 
                    then came the Duke himſelf, going be<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    tween two fine Pages bearing Shafts, the<lb/> 
                    Duke bearing a Standard Arrow in his<lb/> hand, and being apparalled in a long<lb/> 
                    Gown, Citizen–like, with a Hat on his<lb/> 
                    Head, agreeable to the order of the chief<lb/> 
                    Commoners of the City; then after him<lb/> 
                    followed Sir <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Owen Hopton</hi> Knight, Lieu<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    tenant of her Majeſties <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Tower</hi> of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">London</hi>,<lb/> 
                    Sir <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Rowland Hayward</hi>, with other the<lb/> 
                    Aldermen and Citizens of<hi rendition="simple:italic;">London</hi>, bearing<lb/> 
                    Standard Arrows in their hands, with a ſeem<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ly Company of Archers: Then came the<lb/> 
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">Earl</fw>
                    <fw type="signature" rendition="simple:centre;">E2</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=35&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">52</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>
                    Earl of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Buckley</hi> cloſe with Maſter <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Daye</hi><lb/> 
                    at <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Alderſgate</hi>,13 with a Show of Marqueſſes<lb/> 
                    and Barons, accompanied with many<lb/>
                    Knights of Archery, beautified with Trum<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    pets, Drums, Enſigns, and Halberds, all<lb/> 
                    the Archers wearing green Scarfs; the black<lb/> 
                    Prince having twelve Knights, and a Troop<lb/> 
                    of Barons following him in Chains of Gold<lb/> 
                    very orderly, and between them Pages in <lb/>
                    green Jackets and green Taffety Night–caps,<lb/> 
                    all dropped with Gold and Conceits of rare<lb/> 
                    Device on their Shields.</p><lb/>
                
                <p>Then laſt of his Train came the Baron<lb/>
                    <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Stirrop</hi>, whoſe coſtly Stake will be in me<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    mory after he is dead, now ſtanding at <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Mile<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        end.</hi> This Baron brought a ſeemly Show<lb/> 
                    of good Archers, all with green Ribbons<lb/>
                    about their Neck, and Eſcocheons in their<lb/> 
                    Caps with the gilded Stirrop, expreſſing the<lb/> 
                    truth of his Name: Who, beſides his great<lb/> 
                    Coſt and Charges in Feaſting of his Archers,<lb/> 
                    did chuſe many good Ringers of his Neigh<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    bours, who in the Morning early did Ring<lb/> 
                    at the chiefeſt Churches about <hi rendition="simple:italic;">London</hi>, for<lb/> 
                    the honour of the Duke and his Company<lb/>, feaſting them in moſt commendable man<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ner for their pains, who in the going out of<lb/> 
                    the Duke through the City, did alſo Ring<lb/> 
                    the Bells in many chief Churches all the<lb/> 
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">way</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=36&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">53</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                    
                    way he went, and likewiſe at his coming<lb/> 
                    home, to their great pains and labour.</p><lb/>
                
                <p> Laſt of all came the Goldſmiths, accom<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    panied with ſome other Inhabitants in<lb/>
                    <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Cheapſide</hi> and elſewhere, that joyned with<lb/> 
                    them in Company. The Invention of the<lb/> 
                    Show was worthy noting: Firſt came<lb/> 
                    Trumpets and Drums, with two Hand<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>ſwords playing, making room, with a fair<lb/>
                    beautified Enſign: Then the ancienteſt ſort<lb/> 
                    firſt in Gowns and Hats, with every one a<lb/> 
                    fair large Arrow in his hand, expreſſing<lb/>
                    <label rendition="simple:display; simple:left; simple:smaller;" place="margin-left"><hi rendition="simple:italic;">Marqueſs Barlo, ali<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                     as Covell was the chief in the Forefront of the Shoo<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                        ters.</hi></label> 
                    the good will to the Long–Bow, and now<lb/> 
                    being aged, do give over that laudable Game<lb/> 
                    to their Sons and Servants, yet ſtill well<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    willers to the Action; and every one of<lb/> 
                    them had his Page ſeemly cloathed in red<lb/> 
                    Mandilians, ſtriped with ſilver, like broad<lb/> 
                    Laces, and Caps of red Taffety, edged with<lb/> 
                    white Furr; theſe carried their Shields of<lb/> 
                    ſundry Deviſes, in the one of their hands,<lb/> 
                    and an Arrow in the other hand: Then<lb/> 
                    came a Ship ready rigged, carried Pagent<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    wiſe, and cunningly made to toſs and lean<lb/> 
                    ſometimes on the one ſide, and ſometimes<lb/> 
                    on the other, with a Sea–fiſh ready to over<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    throw the ſame, thruſting forth her Head,<lb/> 
                    and plucking it in again, in the midſt of the<lb/> 
                    Waves, and two Indians or Blackmores<lb/>
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">to</fw>
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:centre;">E3</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=36&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">54</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>
                    
                    to go near unto it: On the one end of the<lb/>
                    Ship ſtood the  <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Unicorne</hi>, on the other end<lb/>
                    the <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Maremaid</hi>. The Ship ſeemed as<lb/> 
                    though it had newly come from <hi rendition="simple:italic;">India</hi>, and <lb/>
                    by great travel and danger had brought<lb/> home her burden, laden with Gold and Sil<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ver: Then followed the younger Men of<lb/>
                    their Train, and for the moſt part apparal<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    led in Sattin Dublets, ſilk Hats, Chains of<lb/> 
                    Gold about their Bodies, and ſilk Hoſe, with<lb/> 
                    a Bow and four Shafts, and every one had<lb/> 
                    his Page going before him in red Mandili<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ans, as before mentioned, and Caps accord<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ingly ſutable, ſome bearing Pickers, ſome<lb/>
                    Spades, and ſome Hammers, ſignifying as <lb/>
                    though they came from the <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Indies</hi>, and had<lb/>
                    thence, by great labour, brought home<lb/>that Treaſure which the Ship carried: And<lb/>
                    others carried Wedges of Gold, and ſome<lb/>
                    of them Silver, which by Workmanſhip<lb/>
                    is made out of the ſame Earth that the<lb/> 
                    Ship bringeth; and every one of theſe Pa<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ges had upon their Mandilions theſe Senten<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ces written both before and behind;</p><lb/>
                
                <cit><quote rendition="simple:italic; simple:left;">Honeſt labour procureth health,<lb/>
                    By honeſt labour men come to wealth.</quote></cit><lb/>
                
                <p>Thus every one had his Page bearing<lb/>
                    theſe Tools, like Workmen by whoſe Labor<lb/> 
                    
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">many</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=36&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">55</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                    
                    
                    many things are made out of Gold and Sil<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ver to the uſe of all men, and to the avoid<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ing of Idleneſs. Then upon a Staff was<lb/> 
                    borne in the midſt of the ſame Show, a <lb/>
                    Coronet, whereat hung three Arrows of<lb/> 
                    Silver, very workmanly made; then follow<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ed a Conſort of broken Muſick, playing all<lb/>
                    the way, to the great delight of all the Be<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    holders and Hearers of the ſame: And laſt<lb/> 
                    of all an hundred Shot, being very ready<lb/> 
                    and nimble to diſcharge, and theſe were<lb/> 
                    well appointed with Powder. Thus went<lb/> 
                    they along through <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Cheapſide</hi> up <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Cornhill</hi>,<lb/> 
                    and turned by <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Leaden–hall</hi> to <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Biſhops</hi><lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    gate, where at the end of Houndſditch the<lb/> 
                    Street was chained in, and there placed the <lb/>
                    Image of a monſtrons Giant, which in<lb/> 
                    times paſt dwelt in that place, being ſtout<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ly defended with long Morrice–Pikes, Hal<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    berds, and Wheel Guns of great ſhot ready<lb/> 
                    charged againſt the Duke’s Gunners and<lb/> 
                    Archers, who valiantly ſhot many Arrows<lb/> 
                    into the Giant, and diſcharged their Cali<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    vers, which the Giants men would not<lb/>
                    put up, but ſhook their Spears, ſhot off<lb/>
                    their Pieces in ſhow to defend the Place,<lb/> 
                    which ſince that Giant lived belonged to <lb/>
                    Prince Arthur: Thus for ſport on both<lb/> 
                    ſides, the Trumpets ſounded, the Drums,<lb/> 
                    ſtruk up, the Enſigns were toſſed in ſeem<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">ly</fw>  
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:centre;">E4</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=37&amp;width=1200"/>
                    
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">56</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>
                    
                    
                    
                    
                    ly ſort, and the Fencers with Tanſwords<lb/>
                    made room, beginning a Battel in ſeemly<lb/>
                    ſhow, the Shot of the Goldſmiths diſcharg<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ed their ſhot ſo faſt, and in good order, to<lb/>
                    the ſhaking of the Giants Fort, that hardly<lb/>
                    the People near hand, might know one a<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    nother. Thus the Train paſſed to <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Shore<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ditch</hi> Church, and then turned down into<lb/>
                    <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Hogſdon–fields</hi>,into a fair large green Pa<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ſture Ground of goodly Compaſs, where<lb/> 
                    a Tent was ſet up for the Duke and the<lb/> 
                    chief Citizens, where, when they were<lb/> 
                    come, they might ſit to ſee the Shooters ap<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    pointed to ſhoot at the Butt new ſet up for<lb/> 
                    the ſame, being Sevenſcore and eight<lb/> 
                    yards from the other end of the Tent. The <lb/> 
                    true number of Archers that ſhot, was <lb/> 
                    Thirty hundred: The number that accom<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    panied him into the Field, of Archers, Ci<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    tizens, Whifflers, and thoſe which guard<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ed them with Bills, was Forty and one<lb/> 
                    hundred and odd Perſons, beſides Pages<lb/> 
                    and Henchmen, which was in number<lb/> 
                    Three hundred and odd. The Attire worn <lb/> 
                    by all this Company (for the moſt part) <lb/> 
                    was very gorgeous; ſome in black Velvet<lb/> 
                    Jerkins, Dublets of Satten, with Hats of <lb/> 
                    Velvet; the moſt part in Satten and Taffe<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ty, and Hats of Taffety, a great many<lb/> 
                    wearing Chains of Gold. The true num<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">ber</fw> 
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=37&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">57</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                    
                    of Chains of Gold worn among the<lb/> 
                    Company, that I ſaw, was Nine hundred<lb/> 
                    forty two; the reſt of the Company did all<lb/> 
                    wear green large Skarfs, ſome white Scarfs,<lb/> 
                    otherſome green Ribbons, Oringe tawny <lb/> 
                    Ribbons, ſome black and white, green and<lb/> 
                    white, but the moſt part was green.</p><lb/>
                
                <p>Before they came to the Tent, the Train<lb/>
                    marched about the Field in Warlike man<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ner, and forthwith caſt themſelves about<lb/>
                    and broke their Ray, every one haſting to<lb/> 
                    the Tent where the Duke purpoſed to begin<lb/> 
                    ſhooting. Then every Enſign brought in<lb/> 
                    his Archers, and there with ſound of Trum<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    pet proclaimed by the Herauld, That every<lb/> 
                    man ſhould avoid Forty foot from each ſide<lb/> 
                    of the Butt; otherwiſe to ſtand to their <lb/> 
                    own perils. Thus went they to ſhooting, <lb/> 
                    where by then three Enſigns had ſhot, which<lb/> 
                    was about three of the Clock; word was<lb/> 
                    brought to the Duke, That certain of Prince<lb/> 
                    <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Arthur</hi>’s Knights was coming into the<lb/> 
                    Field, deſirous to ſpeak with his Nobleneſs;<lb/> 
                    having anſwer that they ſhould be enter<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    tained courteouſly. Forthwith the Gold<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ſmiths made forth to meet them, ſtaying at<lb/> 
                    their own Stake againſt their coming, who<lb/> 
                    anon came, and then the Goldſmiths En<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ſign, and ſome of their Pages very orderly,<lb/> 
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">with</fw> 
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=38&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">58</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>
                    with ſome of the Archers in Chains of Gold,<lb/> 
                    went and met theſe courteous Knights,<lb/> 
                    mounted upon ſtately Palſreys, with ten<lb/> 
                    Pages alſo on Horſback, and Iriſh Lackies<lb/> 
                    with Darts running by their Horſes on foot,<lb/> 
                    beſides a Trumpeter, a Herauld, and a <lb/> 
                    Meſſenger, upon good Geldings: The<lb/> 
                    Knights were apparelled in Cloth of Tiſſue,<lb/> 
                    or Crimſon Silk and Gold; their Pages in<lb/> 
                    green Silk; having likewiſe a ſeemly Com<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    pany of Archers very richly apparelled in<lb/> 
                    Sattin Dublets and Chains of Gold, to the<lb/> 
                    number of Two hundred, attending on<lb/> 
                    Foot, half going before, the reſidue coming<lb/> 
                    behind. (A worthy Show beſeeming ſo<lb/> 
                    noble a Game). Thus with great reverence<lb/> 
                    they came near to the Tent, the Meſſenger<lb/> 
                    clad in a Jacket of black Velvet, with a<lb/> 
                    black Velvet Cap, and green Sattin Dub<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    let; pronounced an Oration to the Duke,<lb/> 
                    the Copy thereof followeth.</p><lb/><lb/> 
                
                <p rendition="simple:italic;">Moſt noble Duke, firſt to your good ſelf<lb/> 
                    and next unto all your worthy Society and<lb/> 
                    Company in general; I in the behalf of the<lb/> 
                    moſt noble and renowned Prince <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">Arthur</hi>,<lb/> 
                    and all his noble Knights, gratifie you (and<lb/> 
                    yours) with the choice of a thouſand com<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    mendations: Fame blowing abroad, and<lb/> 
                    in the Court of the Noble Prince <hi rendition="simple:normalstyle;">Arthur</hi><lb/> 
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">that</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=38&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">59</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                    
                   that this day (in this place) ſhould be prac<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    tized the moſt excellent quality of ſhoot<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ing in the Long–Bow. Which news were
                    no ſooner blazed in that moſt Royall Court,<lb/> 
                    but by the conſent of their renowned Prince,<lb/> 
                    theſe noble Knights mounted themſelves<lb/> 
                    on Horſeback, (calling to mind) the great<lb/> 
                    courteſie they received of your Nobleneſs, at<lb/> 
                    the late Royal Show of their famous<lb/> 
                    Prince. For requital of which your great <lb/> 
                    Friendſhip, this Troop of noble Knights <lb/> 
                    (for the honor they owe to the Long–Bow)<lb/> 
                    are repaired hither to preſent unto your<lb/> 
                    Nobleneſs a friendly Gift; which is, five<lb/> 
                    Bows of Gold, and five Silver Arrows;<lb/> 
                    requiring your Nobleneſs to beſtow them<lb/> 
                    on five of the moſt valiant, moſt active, and<lb/> 
                    moſt expert of all your Train, in ſhooting<lb/> 
                    in the Long–Bow, requeſting (friendly)<lb/> 
                    we may preſently ſee the delivery of them<lb/> 
                    to thoſe perſons moſt worthy: hoping you <lb/> 
                    will accept theſe their friendly Gifts,<lb/> 
                    ſpringing from well willing minds, loth<lb/> 
                    to hinder your worthy exerciſe, we omit<lb/> 
                    for expence of time, that which elſe more <lb/> 
                    largely ſhould have been diſcourſed. Theſe<lb/> 
                    actions being finiſhed (we preſume of your<lb/> 
                    courteſie) we ſhall depart friendly, alwaies<lb/> 
                    wiſhing the proſperous ſucceſs of your wor<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    thy Exerciſe.</p><lb/>
                <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">The</fw>
                <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=39&amp;width=1200"/>
                <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">60</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>
                
                <p>The Duke with hearty thanks accepted <lb/> 
                    theſe their preſents, promiſing with great<lb/> 
                    proteſtation to match the Prince every way<lb/> 
                    in good will and curteſie, wiſhing that<lb/> 
                    this their amity might long continue.</p><lb/>
                
                <p>Then the Knights departed with great<lb/> 
                    grief to the Duke, becauſe he had provided<lb/> 
                    a Bankquet for them, which could not be <lb/> 
                    ſerved in by reaſon of the unrulineſs and<lb/> 
                    throng of the People.</p><lb/>
                
                <p>The Marqueſs <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Barlo</hi> chief of the Gold<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ſmiths, to gratify them with ſome Show of<lb/>
                    curteſie, beſtowed on them to Jugots or<lb/>
                    Wedges, one of Gold the other of Silver;<lb/>
                    and after did conduct them into their own <lb/>
                    liberties with a Volley of ſhot, which they<lb/>
                    very thankfully accepted.</p><lb/>
                
                <p>And this one thing is worthy of memory,<lb/>
                    that upon the day of Prince <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Arthur’s</hi> ſhoot<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ing, which was five weeks before this Show,<lb/>
                    The Duke willing to beautifie the ſame<lb/>
                    in ſome ſeemly ſort, ſent a Buck of that<lb/>
                    ſeaſon by the Marqueſs <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Barlo</hi>, accompa<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    nied with many Goldſmiths; who coming<lb/>
                    in Satten Dublets and Chains of Gold about<lb/>
                    their Bodies, with Horns at their backs,<lb/>
                    did all the way wind their Horns, and pre<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">ſented</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=39&amp;width=1200"/>
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">61</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                    
                    ſented the ſame to Prince <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Arthur</hi>, who<lb/>
                    was at his Tent, which was at Mile–end<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    green; he not only accepted the ſame, but<lb/>
                    alſo promiſed to have the Dukes curteſie in<lb/>
                    mind if God lent him life.</p><lb/>
                
                <p>Having now digreſſed in brief, I will re<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    turn to the Duke, who ſeeing the night draw<lb/>
                    on, broke up the ſhooting untill the next<lb/>
                    day, which was Wedneſday, where they<lb/>
                    all met again to try who could depart Vic<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    tors of thoſe Games then to bee won.<lb/>
                    Which were in value as followeth; The firſt <lb/>
                    Fifty three ſhillings four pence, the ſecond<lb/>
                    five nobles, the third four nobles,the fourth<lb/>
                    Twenty ſhillings, and the fifth ten ſhillings.<lb/>
                    Thus every one having one ſhot at the But,<lb/>
                    the beſt five were young men; four of the<lb/>
                    beſt Games did the Earl of <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Pankridge’s</hi><lb/>
                    men win; the fifth one of the Dukes<lb/>
                    men did get. The beſt and the ſecond were won<lb/>
                    by two of S. <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Dunſtans</hi> in the Eaſt; the beſt<lb/>
                    was a Skinners man, the ſecond a Brewers<lb/>
                    man, and he that won the firſt did dwell<lb/>
                    in S. <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Brides</hi> Pariſh, being a Sadlers Son, all<lb/>
                    which three were brought home in this<lb/>
                    manner. Firſt, for that it was dark, they were<lb/>
                    brought out of the Field with Torch lights<lb/>
                    to the number of two hundred, and the<lb/>
                    Winners mounted upon great Geldings, ſent<lb/>
                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">to</fw>
                    <pb facs="http://eebo.chadwyck.com/fetchimage?vid=93176&amp;page=40&amp;width=1200"/>
                    
                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">62</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>
                    
                    to them from out of thoſe parts where they<lb/>
                    dwelled, very ſumptuouſly trapped with<lb/>
                    cloth of Silk, and Silver, and another of <lb/>
                    Gold, with eight Trumpets Drums and <lb/>
                    Enſigns, with ſhot which came from <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Fleet<lb type="hyphenInWord"/>
                    ſtreet</hi> to fetch them home: and others <lb/>
                    with Halbards ſafely to conduct them, <lb/>
                    they all three were clad in green; the firſt <lb/>
                    in green Taffety, with a white Scarf about  <lb/>
                    his Body, and a great Chain of Gold about <lb/>
                    his neck, with a Cap of Velvet, and a <lb/>
                    golden Band about the ſame, bearing an <lb/>
                    Arrow in his hand, and a green Ribbon<lb/>
                    hanging thereat; And ſo had they all: To<lb/>
                    their great laud and honour were they<lb/>
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                    Againſt they came home there was prepared<lb/>
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                <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">Then</fw>
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                <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">63</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                
                <p>Then did the Marqueſs <hi rendition="simple:italic;">Barlo</hi> with all<lb/>
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                    Arms ſafe conduct the Duke home to his<lb/>
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                    ſhooting off their Peeces, ſounding of <lb/>
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                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">he</fw>
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                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">64</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>  
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                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">the</fw>
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                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">65</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                    
                    
                    
                    the largeſt Parlor, the Galleries, and <lb/>
                    other Rooms in the Houſe were filled <lb/>
                    with People, who with great rejoycing<lb/>
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                    ſerved in ſuch good order as is laudable.  <lb/>
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                    <fw type="catchword" rendition="simple:right;">far</fw>
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                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:left;">66</hi>The Duke of Shoreditch.</fw>  
                    
                    
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                    <fw rendition="simple:larger; simple:centre;" type="header"><hi rendition="simple:right;">67</hi>his Shooting.</fw>
                   
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<reg>Janelle Jenstad</reg>
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<p>Janelle Jenstad, associate professor in the department of English at the University of Victoria, is the general editor and coordinator of <title level="m">The Map of Early Modern London</title>. She is also the assistant coordinating editor of <title level="m">Internet Shakespeare Editions</title>. She has taught at Queen’s University, the Summer Academy at the Stratford Festival, the University of Windsor, and the University of Victoria. Her articles have appeared in the <title level="j">Journal of Medieval and Early Modern Studies</title>, <title level="j">Early Modern Literary Studies</title>, <title level="j">Elizabethan Theatre</title>, <title level="j">Shakespeare Bulletin: A Journal of Performance Criticism</title>, and <title level="j">The Silver Society Journal</title>. Her book chapters have appeared (or will appear) in <title level="m">Performing Maternity in Early Modern England</title> (Ashgate, 2007), <title level="m">Approaches to Teaching Othello</title> (Modern Language Association, 2005), <title level="m">Shakespeare, Language and the Stage, The Fifth Wall: Approaches to Shakespeare from Criticism, Performance and Theatre Studies</title> (Arden/Thomson Learning, 2005), <title level="m">Institutional Culture in Early Modern Society</title> (Brill, 2004), <title level="m">New Directions in the Geohumanities: Art, Text, and History at the Edge of Place</title> (Routledge, 2011), and <title level="m">Teaching Early Modern English Literature from the Archives</title> (MLA, forthcoming). She is currently working on an edition of <title level="m">The Merchant of Venice</title> for <title level="m">ISE</title> and Broadview P. She lectures regularly on London studies, digital humanities, and on Shakespeare in performance.</p>
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<p>Programmer, 2018-present; Junior Programmer, 2015 to 2017; Research Assistant, 2014 to 2017. Joey Takeda is an MA student at the University of British Columbia in the Department of English (Science and Technology research stream). He completed his BA honours in English (with a minor in Women’s Studies) at the University of Victoria in 2016. His primary research interests include diasporic and indigenous Canadian and American literature, critical theory, cultural studies, and the digital humanities.</p>
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  <note><p>Katie Tanigawa is a doctoral candidate at the University of Victoria. Her dissertation focuses on representations of poverty in Irish modernist literature. Her additional research interests include geospatial analyses of modernist texts and digital humanities approaches to teaching and analyzing literature.</p></note>
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