01573nam 2200337 n 450 99638510980331620200824120840.0(CKB)4940000000068858(EEBO)2264219442(UnM)ocm99887031_193143e(UnM)99887031_193143(EXLCZ)99494000000006885819980324d1685 uy engurbn||||a|bb|An antidote of rare physick[electronic resource] No rarer thing that you can find, to cure a discontented mind; a contented mind it is most rare, if you serve the Lord and stand in fear: and let no want nor poverty, disquiet your mind, I tell to ye; for God hath all things still in store, if you have content you need no more The tune is, No love like a contented mind: or, Phancies Phenix[London] Printed for J. Deacon, at the Angel in Guiltsput street[1685]1 sheet ([1] p.) ill. (woodcuts)Verse: "Indeed this world is so unjust ..."Place, date of publication, and publisher's name from Wing.Imperfect: copy trimmed, affecting imprint; item at A6:2 stained.Reproductions of originals in the British Library and Harvard University, Houghton Library.eebo-0018Ballads, English17th centuryBroadsidesEngland17th century.rbgenrBallads, EnglishCu-RivESBOOK996385109803316An antidote of rare physick2369372UNISA