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Russia (Russia) (search for this): narrative 145
l see the Dames abroade, that are of best aray. The Russie meanes to reape the profit of her pride, And so he I did meane to write to thee, To let thee weete in Russia land, what men and women bee. Hereafter I perhaps oin stead of pillow, clap his saddle to his head. In Russia other shift there is not to be had, For where the b points besides, which strange and geazon are. The Russie men are round of bodies, fully fac'd, The greatestearle, which they Rubasca call. Their shirts in Russie long, they worke them downe before, And on the sleetocks to keepe the colde away, Within his boots the Russie weares, the heeles they underlay With clouting clamt the toes, And over all a Shuba furd, and thus the Russie goes. Well butned is the Shube, according to his sthey use short stirrups for the warre : For when the Russie is pursued by cruel foe, He rides away, and suddenlthey skippe, But goe not forward on their way, the Russie hath his whippe To rappe him on the ribbes, for tho
Randolph (Ohio, United States) (search for this): narrative 145
Certaine letters in verse, written by Master George Turbervile out of Moscovia, which went as Secretarie thither with Master Tho. Randolph , her Majesties Ambassadour to the Emperour 1568, to certeine friends of his in London, describing the maners of the Countrey and people. To his especiall friend Master Edward Dancie. MY Dancie deare, when I recount within my brest, My London friends, and wonted mates, and thee above the rest: I feele a thousand fits of deepe and deadly woe, To thinke that I from land to sea, from blisse to bale did go. I left my native soile, full like a retchlesse man, And unacquainted of the coast, among the Russes ran: A people passing rude, to vices vile inclinde, Folke fit to be of Bacchus traine, so quaffing is their kinde. Drinke is their whole desire, the pot is all their pride, The sobrest head doth once a day stand needfull of a guide. If he to banket bid his friends, he will not shrinke On them at dinner to bestow a douzen kindes of drinke: Su
Stafford (United Kingdom) (search for this): narrative 145
d of pillow, clap his saddle to his head. In Russia other shift there is not to be had, For where the bedding is not good, the boalsters are but bad. I mused very much, what made them so to lie, Sith in their countrey Downe is rife, and feathers out of crie : Unlesse it be because the countrey is so hard, They feare by nicenesse of a bed their bodies would be mard, I wisht thee oft with us, save that I stood in feare Thou wouldst have loathed to have layd thy limmes upon a beare, As I and Stafford did, that was my mate in bed: And yet (we thanke the God of heaven) we both right well have sped. Loe thus I make an ende: none other newes to thee, But that the countrey is too colde, the people beastly bee. I write not all I know, I touch but here and there, For if I should, my penne would pinch, and eke offend I feare. Who so shall read this verse, conjecture of the rest, And thinke by reason of our trade, that I do thinke the best. But if no traffique were, then could I boldly pen
1568 AD (search for this): narrative 145
Certaine letters in verse, written by Master George Turbervile out of Moscovia, which went as Secretarie thither with Master Tho. Randolph , her Majesties Ambassadour to the Emperour 1568, to certeine friends of his in London, describing the maners of the Countrey and people. To his especiall friend Master Edward Dancie. MY Dancie deare, when I recount within my brest, My London friends, and wonted mates, and thee above the rest: I feele a thousand fits of deepe and deadly woe, To thinke that I from land to sea, from blisse to bale did go. I left my native soile, full like a retchlesse man, And unacquainted of the coast, among the Russes ran: A people passing rude, to vices vile inclinde, Folke fit to be of Bacchus traine, so quaffing is their kinde. Drinke is their whole desire, the pot is all their pride, The sobrest head doth once a day stand needfull of a guide. If he to banket bid his friends, he will not shrinke On them at dinner to bestow a douzen kindes of drinke: Suc