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FLOWERS OF EPIGRAMMES , OVT OF sundrie the moste singular authours selected , as well auncient as late writers .

Pleasant and profitable to the expert readers of quicke capacitie :

By Timothe Kendall , late of the Vniuersitie of Oxford : now student of Staple Inne in London .

Horatius . Aut prodesse volunt , aut delectare poetae Aut simul & iucunda , aut idonea dicere vitae .

IMPRINTED AT LONDON in Poules Churche-yarde , at the signe of the Brasen Serpent , by Ihon Shepperd . 1577.

The names of all suche Aucthors out of whom these Flowers are selected . Folio . 38 48 49 54 57 39 87 40 55 85 86 35 47 60 55 23 90 46 87 94 58 82 86 94 2 22 46 1 26 111 48 41 70 76 113 59 FINIS .
To the right honourable the Lorde Robert Dudley , Earle of Leycester , Baron of Denbigh , master of the Queenes Maiesties horse , Knight of the noble order of the Garter ▪ cheefe Chaunceler of the Vniuersitie of Oxford , and one of her highnes moste honourable priuie Counsell : Timothe Kendall wisheth happy health with increase of honour .

THe honour of youre person ( Right honourable ) doth not so muche daunt mee with astonishment , as the meruelous mildnesse of your courteous nature doeth minister incouragement to presume and perfourme the dedication of this my little labour to youre honours happie handes . Wherein are to be seene the sundry deuises of diuers the best writers , as well antique as neoterique , of Epigrammes : a proper kinde of studie doubtlesse , & as with pleasure , so with profite in plentifull manner accompanied . Who knoweth not that youre honour is a speciall Patrone of learning and learned men ? accepting moste courteously their simple Poesies , whose Garden plots are not so gaily garnished either with such plenty or such varietie as others be , that haue more skill both to make choice of those flowers that haue the sweeter and more fragrant smell , as also to pick out such as for their fairenes and comely chaunge of colour breede speciall loue & liking in the eyes of the beholder . This beeing vnto me an assured and also a sufficient incouragement , I felt in my selfe the souden motions of mistrustfulnesse somewhat appauled , and the fier of confidence and hope kindlyng in mee , in so muche that shaking off all manner cogitations of fond feare and bashfulnesse , I yealded my will and my worke wholy to bryng that to accomplishment which I had purposed vppon a speciall opinion of your honours worthinesse conceiued : trustyng that this my Manuell shall obteyne as good place in the dedication , and as muche grace in the acceptation ( accordyng to the measure of the matter ) as the volumes of suche as haue discouered their skill in thinges of greater importaunce . Which in hope it shall be as I wish , I ceasse any longer to molest youre Lordshippe with my vnpolished Epistle : beseeching the almighty and the most highest to blesse you with health , long life , increase of honour , and all flourishyng felicitie .

Your honours most humble alwayes to commaund , Timothe Kendall .
To the courteous and frendly Reader . Quo semel est imbuta recens seruabit odorem testa diu .

THE Verse of Horace the Poet ( right courteous reader ) which I my selfe , by my selfe , haue proued true : for hauyng enured my selfe in my greene and growyng yeares , to readyng of Poetrie ( an arte in my mynd and censure both princely and pleasant ) in riper yeares I could neither by faire meanes bee allured , nor foule mines procured , from embracyng thereof , so greatly therewith was I linked in loue . Wel might I beare and forbeare , refraine and abstaine for a season , but by and by in the turnyng of an hand , with the tracyng ape should I breake the daunce , and fall a scamblyng for Nuts . Naturam expellas furca licet vsque recurrit . And surely farre discrepant alwayes haue I beene from the opinion of those that deeme Poetrie to bryng nought else , but onely a certaine naked and vaine delectation to the life of man : whiche vnworthy and false accusation is well and wisely confuted of Strabo inueighyng against Eratosthenes , who seemed to apply hymselfe to be a maintainer and defender of that false and impudent sclaunder : wherefore of mee thereof needeth no refutation . Now ( courteous reader ) if I should take in hand to pen and paynt foorth the praise of Poetrie , and Poets inuentions , I feare mee too long my labour would laste : onely thus muche I dare boldly affirme , that no where shalt thou finde profite and pleasure better linked together , than in the worthy woorkes of prudent Poets . For Flaccus sayeth . Omne tulit punctum qui miscuit vtile dulci. The price and the praise he gaineth alone , Who profit & pleasure both knitteth in one . Wherfore sundrie the most learned of all ages , of all landes and languages , haue bestowed no small labour in the moste laudable practise of Poetrie . For example : amonge the Italians , Bembus , Pontanus , Flaminius : Among the French men , Borbonius , Salmonius , Muretus : Among the Germans , Eobānus , Stigilius , Sabinus : Among the Scots , Bucchananus : whom Carolus Vtenhouius prettily praiseth in his distichon , writyng thus ( in I Sanna . H Francast . A Flam. H Vid. A Nauger . P Bemb . Italos : Mich Hosp. Adr Torneb . Io Aurat . Gallos : & Georg. Buchan . Scotum . ) Tres Italos Galli senos vicere , sed vnum Vincere Scotigenam non valuere nouem. Three Frenchmen did Italians six for learnyng great excell : But from them all one Scot alone doth heare away the bell . Now ( courteous reader ) of all sorts of Poems , & Poesies , none ( mee thinketh ) are more pithie and pleasant , than pretty , shorte , witty , quicke and quippyng Epigrammes : in the which kind of writyng Marcus Valerius Martialis is counted cheefly to excell . Wherfore out of him ( as sundrie other most singular authors ) haue I translated and taken sundrie short , propper , pithie & pleasant verses , and Epigrammes , for thy no little profite , and great delectation : marrie this I must let thee vnderstand , that as well out of Martial as the rest , I haue left the lewde , I haue chosen the chaste : I haue weeded away all wanton and woorthlesse woordes : I haue pared away all pernicious patches : I haue chipt & chopt of all beastly boughes and branches , all filthy and fulsom phrases : Which I thinke none will mutter at and mislike , but suche as delight more to drawe of the dregs , than drinke of the delicate liquour . I do giue them vnto thee by the name of Flowers of Epigrammes , out of sundrie the most singular authours selected . For the whiche , if thou shalt thinke well of mee , and thanke mee , I shall ( God willyng ) shortly as conuenient leisure shall serue , either augment these , or publish more for thy delight and profite . In the meane tyme take these in good part ( I beseche thee ) whiche were made of mee .

Cum mihi vernarent dubia lanugine malae . VALE .
W. Seymour gentleman of Grayes Inne : in commendation of the author . WE seldom see , but that a bare respect That takes regard , but to apply his thought : As many tymes , may worke to good effect As deeper driftes , with more disorder wrought : For in attempts , where proofe is to ensew , It neuer skills so greatly , to inuent , Or by deuice , to frame a fetche anew , As with regard , to order our intent . For proofe we see the practise and deuise , Of such as haue the cure of health in hand , By traynes of sweet , who oft the taste entise To brooke the sower , wherin the help doth stand . Wherein , as well , in manner of the cure , As in the meanes , the skill is truely tryde : For that vnlesse the sweetnes should allure , How should the sowre , make profite vnapplide ? This is the cause , that moues me to commend And prayse the paynes , that wel I see were ment : And as I like the labour of my frend , So I allowe the drift of his intent . Who seeyng sortes of sundry mindes to call , And hauyng will , to woorke in all aright : No fitter meanes , he wist to win them all , Than thus to trayne , to profite , by delight .
George Whetstones gentleman in the authors commendation . RAre is the worke , that liketh euery mynde , when sundry mindes , on sundry iudgments feede : In flowers fooles ( like Spyders ) poyson finde : The wise ( as Bees ) win hony from a weede . Euen so of bookes ( in print that clothed are ) The most of them , most sortes of men peruse , And of suche sortes , some sortes of them prepare With skillesse scoffes , the writers to abuse : No force for that : the foe himselfe doth hit That checkes a worke , which he can not amend : Then sure my frend ( this needfull booke that writ ) Small needes to feare the frumps that fooles do lend . For why ? his paines , yeeldes fruites of suche emprise , As hym commendes , and doth content the wise . Formoe nulla fides .
E. G. TO THE READER . LIke as the spring by natures course doth breed The sundry sortes of flowers of pleasant hew : And clothes the earth with hearbes that thence proceed , Sweete for their sent , and pleasant to the vew : Wheron the mynde of man is fixed fast , Reuiued now , duld by the winter past : So in this spring , that earthly thinges doth chere , Kendall sends forth the flowers that he hath got , Of Epigrammes , by pluckyng here and there Of learned men , from many a Garden plot . Smell of his flowers , resort vnto this felde , The Gardens be of price that these do yelde .
Abraham Fleminge vpon T. K. his translated Epigrammes . A Worke with skill beegonne Deserues to bee commended : But double praise ( no doubt ) is won When skill the same hath ended . Suche skill in many skante Doeth proue them moste vnskilfull : Self-will they wed , whiles wit they want , Like fondlynges vaine and wilfull : But as their skill deserues Meere follie to bee named : So where from witte will neuer swerues , There skill her forte hath framed . And suche a one is he ( His trauell giueth triall : ) Whose skill amidst so many mistes Hath planted an espiall . Whose skill hath scattered quite The cloudes of Poets pen , And hath by glisteryng leames of light , To blinde and eylesse men Their couert skill laid out in letters darckly showne , And paird away the barckes of dout , And knotts of knacks vnknowne . This labour hath lyen dead ( No meruell ) many yeares : But now reuiu'de , and to be read In Englishe , as appeares , From forreigne phrase of speache Farre fette , and also sought , By one in yeares ( I graunte ) but young , Whose witt the same hath wrought : But yet with iudgement fraught and skill on doubtes to skan . Now let me tell what I haue thought . The worcke commends the man . Labôri ancillatur laus .
A. W. gent. to the courteous reader , in commendation of these flowers . FReshe flowers , Cyuet , muske , & ambergreece , Excell in smell , eche one in his degree : Yet of them all if thou shouldst take a fleece , As authors flowers so sweete all would not bee . Those all delight the nose with sugred smell , These all delight the minde with learnyng well . The sent of those , doeth perishe soone and vade , Of flowers , cyuet , muske , & Ambergreece : But flowers whiche Kendalls cunnyng here hath made Still flourishe shall : of woorke a princely peece His youth hath framd : now reader lend hym praise Whiche spent for thy delight his tender daies . Oublier ne doy .
AD T. K. AMICVM LECTISSIMVM G. L. CARMEN . SI non alma suis virtus contenta trophaeis Splenderet radijs nobilitata suis : Si non suspensas hederas frondésque virentes Temneret illaeso cella superba mero : Te canerem Kendalle , tuum mea penna cothurnum Toll●ret , & Musam ferret ad astra tuam . Sed quia luce suae virtus micat aurea famae , Nec cupit ad titulos nomina magna suos , Tu virtute tua propria tu laude nitesces , Magnificum virtus inclyta nomen habet . Sat virtus ornata sibi , sibi praemia virtus Porrigit , & proprio lumine lumen habet . Testis adest locuples , librum modo perlege , cernes Quam renitet radijs coelica diua suis.
EIVSDEM AD EVNDEM Carmen Sapphicum . HOrtulos multi coëmunt , coëmptos Floribus gratis decorant , vt inde Colligant suaueis redeunte veris Tempore flores . Bella res certè simul & probanda , Hinc enim cresount falubres odores , Hinc vigent herbae atque inimica nostris Pharmaca morbis . Hortus en lautus tuus iste Kendall Floribus cultus varijs renitet Et suos gratis animis legenti Fundit odores . Hoc tuo flores capiemus horto Quos suis vates prius inserebant Exteris hortis , tua verò fecit Cura Britannos . Nos tuòs ergo recolemus hortos , Hinc Rosas , suaeueis Violas , Acanthum Colligat pubes digitis Britanna Quotidianis .
FLOWERS OF EPIGRAMS : out of sundrie the moste singuler authors selected . Out of PVLIX an auncient Poet. Hermaphroditus speaketh . WHile great with me my mother went , vncertaine what I was : She askte the gods what she should haue , a lad , or els a lasse . Quoth Mars , th art with a maiden sped : Not so Apollo saied , It is a man : quoth Iuno then , t is neither man nor maied . My mothers tyme of trauaile came , her throwes and thrutches past : A mungrill Herkinalson , she did bryng me forthe at last . And askyng the forenamed three , what should my destenie bee : To dye by dint of deadly swoorde , affirmed Iuno she : He will be hanged on a tree , quoth Mars as I suppose : And I doe thinke saied Phoebus then , in lake , life he shall lose . Their verdicts none were vaine , it came as eche did saie to passe : And how beholde : ( t is straunge I tell , ) a certaine brooke there was , Oreshadowed with a tree , that had full many a leauie branche : In climyng vp this tree , my sworde fell out , and goard my paunche . The bowes in fallyng , caught my feete , my head felt in the foorde : So man , maied , neither bothe , was I hangde , drounde , and kilde with sworde .
EPIGRAMMES OVT OF MARTIAL .
TIMOTHE KENDAL to the Reader . MArtial is muche mislikt , and lothde , of modest mynded men : For leude lasciuious wanton woorks , and woords whiche he doeth pen . In deede , fonde filthie speaches foule , faire maners much defile : Wherefore the learned doe but well , to count his verses vile . Yet though his verses some be vile , yet some doe muche auaile : And though his matters some be fonde , yet some of follie faile . His woorks are like a garden good , with weedes muche ouergrowen : Lo reader here the fragrant flowers , the weedes ▪ awaie are throwen . The best bereft , the beastly left : lo reader here to thee , The daintie Marrowe offered is : let this thy breakefast bee . Accept this simple Maribone , for breakefast I thee praie : So maiest thou better cheare obtaine , of me an other daie .
Of a Lion , that offended his keper . A Trustlesse beast , a Lion fearce , with churlishe chappes did bite And hurte his maister , whiche hym kept , because he did hym smite . But plaugde he was as he deserude , for that his cruell parte , For sith he strookes refusde with hande , strooke deade he was with darte : Now how should men whiche reason haue , and rulers disobaie , Be punishte , when we brutishe beastes , for disobedience slaie .
Of a Tiger and a Lion. A Tiger of the Hyrcan flocke , so tame , that he would stande Betwene his masters leggs , and eke moste louyng licke his hande . Thus tame I saie , yet did he flaie , a Lion huge and sore : A thyng so straunge as neuer erst , was harde the like before . No suche thyng durst he enterprise , in woods when wilde was he : Now brought with vs to liue , his moode more ragyng fearce ye see .
Of Leander . WHat tyme Leander lustie ladde , his Ladie went to see : When as with waltryng waues out worne , and wearied quight was he : He saied : Now spight me not ( ye seas , ) Leander spare to spill ? When I haue seen my Ladie once , then droune me if you will .
Of Gemellus , and Maronilla . GEmellus , Maronilla faine , would haue vnto his wife : He longs , he likes , he loues , he craues , with her to leade his life . What ? is she of suche beautie braue ? naie none more foule maie be : What then is in her to be likte or lovd ? still cougheth she .
Of Arria , and Paetus . CHast Arria when she gaue the blade , vnto her Paeto true : All painted and begoard with bloud , whiche from her side she drue . Trust me ( saied she ) my goared gutts , doe put me to no paine : But that whiche thou my P must doe , that greues and greues againe .
To Fabulla , vainglorious . OF beautie braue we knowe thou art , and eke a maide beside : Aboundyng eke in wealthe and store , this ne maie bee denied . But while to muche you praise your self , and boste you all surmount : Ne riche , ne faire , Fubulla , nor a maide we can you counte .
To Caecilianus for the gender , and declination of Ficus . CAecilian when I Ficus saied , thou didst me floute therefore : And badst me rather Ficos saie , and Ficus vse no more . We call that Ficus whiche on trees , we dately see to spryng : And thy deseases Ficos name , for likenesse of the thyng .
To Fidentinus . THou deemst thou art a Poet fine , And wouldst be thought so Fidentine , By bookes , and Epigrams of myne . So Aegle of her self is thought , To be wel toothed , though stark nought , Hauyng of horne & bone teeth bought . So to herself Lycoris she , Doeth seme of beautie braue to bee , Because her cheekes men painted see . So thus as you a Poet are : You maie be busht , when you are bare .
To Laelius . WHen Laelius thou thy self doest naught , thou carpest Verses myne : Leaue Laelius either myne to carpe , Or publishe some of thyne .
To Neuolus , a Lawier . WHen euery man doeth speake , then still thou speakest Neuolus : And thinkst thou passyng well doest plead , when thou doest prattle thus . The veriest pelter pilde maie seme , to haue experience thus : Beholde now all are silent husht , now speake thou Neuolus .
To Flaccus . FLaccus , Diodor goes to lawe , and hath for goute no reste : He giues his lawier naughte I thinke , his fingers are oppreste .
Of Sceuola . IF millions many gods would giue , of goodly glitteryng golde : Should not then Sceuola be esteem● , and highly be extolde ? Oh then how would I liue ( quoth he ) whereat the Gods did smile : And gaue hym his request : but then his ioyes he gan exile . Then ragged goune like peltyng patche , our Sceuola could vse : With patche on patche like loutishe lob , he cobled oft his shues . His table then he did neglect , and course fare pleasde hym best : With worldly cares he was so toste , that scarse he tooke his reste . Then must I liue he often saied , or els the Gods me take : And so with wealthe gan cares encrease , and hym more carefull make .
To Aelia . AS I remember Aelia , fowre teeth thou hadst of thyne : One cough did cause thee spit out twoo , one , twoo an other tyme . With saftie now still m●iest thou cough , hauke , hem , spue , spit and spaule : For now to loose or cough awaie , remaineth nought at all .
To Fidentinus . T Is tolde and bruted all abrode , myne olde frende Fidentine : That thou reportest all abrode , my bookes for to be thine . If thou wilt graunt them myne to bee , I le gratis sende them thee : But if thou call them thine , buye them , that myne thei maie not bee .
To Sabidius . I Loue thee not Sabidius , I can not tell thee why : I can saie naught but this alone , I doe not loue thee , I.
Of Cellia . FOr fyre deceast thou dost not weepe , if Gellia sole thou be : But looke when commeth companie , the teares then gush from thee . She naught lamenteth Gellia ; that seekes for laude and praise : But she who sorroweth inwardly , t is she that wepes alwaies .
To Fidentinus . THe booke whiche thou doest read ▪ it is frende Fidentinus myne : But when thou ill doest read it , then beginns it to bee thyne .
Of Diaulus , a Phisition . DIaulus a Phisition late , but now he buries men : Looke what so now Diaulus doeth , the self same did he then .
Against Olus , THy beard is white , thy bushe is blacke , how comes it shall I tell ? With colours thou maiest paint thy hed , thy beard thou canst not well .
To Flaccus . FLaccus thou knowest not Epigrams , no more then babes or boyes : Whiche deemst them to be nothyng els , but sports and triflyng toyes : He rather toyes , and sports it out , whiche doeth in Verse recite Fell Tereus dinner , or whiche doeth , Thyestes supper write : Or he whiche telles how Dedalus , did teache his sonne to flie : Whiche telleth eke of Polyphem , the Shepheard with one eye . From bookes of myne , are quight exempt , all rancour , rage and gall : No plaier in his peuishe weeds , heare prankyng see you shall : Yet these men doe adore ( thou sayst ) laude , like and loue : in deed , I graunt you sir those they do laude , perdie but these thei reed .
Against Caecilianus . WHen not sixe thousande pounde , Caecilian did enioye : Alofte he hoisted was , in Chariot like a Roye . When that through Fortunes grace , he doubled had his stoore : Beholde he went on foote , euen like a peisaut poore . The game and gaine thou haste , and yet to loose doest faine ? Tell truthe , lest Fortune froune , and make thee fall againe .
Against Gargilianus . WIl t haue me call thee bountifull , when giftes thou doest bestowe On widowes old , and senior chuffs , that doe in substaunce flowe ▪ Nothyng maie more dishonest be● , then these thy subtile shifts : How canst thou call Gargilian , these guiles of thyne thy gifts ? So by the hooke the flotyng fishe , is brought vnto his haue : So by the subtile secret baite , the selie beast is tane . What t is to giue and to bestowe , I will declare to thee , If thou alreadie doest not knowe : Gargilian giue to me .
Of Philaene . PHilaene neuer letteth teares , but from one eye to fall : And would ye knowe how so it is ▪ she hath but one in all .
Against Attalus . FRende Attal , thou derlamest well , thou pleadest causes well : The Histories doe passe thou makst , thy Verses doe excell . Thou makest merie Poems , and thy Epigrams are fine : In Grammer , and the course of Starres , thy knowledge is deuine , Both well thou singest Attalus , and dauncest light withall : Thy arte doth passe to play on harp , or tosse the Tennice ball . When nought thou dost is well , yet all thou dost thou thinkest right : Wilt thou I tell what one thou art : Ardelio , Thraso like .
Against Posthumus . WHat shall I say this same to be ? thy garments all and some Do smell of Mirrhe , and saue of Mirrhe no sent doth from thee come . This Posthumus do I suspect , that still thou smellest well : But Posthumus he smelles not well , who allwaies well doth smell :
Against Zoilus . BY reason of his Couerled fo●re sick doth Zoilus lye : He sicknes faines , to shew his clothes of costly purpledye ▪ Braue bed he hath car●d curious fine ▪ and painted fair and gay : What doth his fained si●knes , but his substaunce vaine bewray : What nedest thou Phisiti● us tell ? they do but thee delude . Wilt thou be well : take to thee then my homly mantell rude .
Of Sertorius . SErtorius , nothyng finisheth , all thinges he doth begin . When as Sertorius drinkes , likewise he makes none end I win .
Against Apicius . THy tounge Apicius taunteth none , by it no man is stung : Yet Porringers , and Platters both , complaine still of thy tounge .
To Fabianus . THou beyng honest , pure , and poore , true bothe in tonge , and harte ▪ Why doest thou ●●udge in towne to dwell , and from the 〈◊〉 starte ▪ Thou canst not plaie the brokyng bande , nor yet the reueller : Thou canst not cite for to appeare the guilty trespasser . Thou canst not boast and brag it out , thou canst do none of these : Canus , and gra●●● fyre Glaphyrus , thou canst not praise and please . Wherfore a miser poore thou liust , nought gaines thy goodnes thee : Be good , and neuer shalt thou sure like Philomelus be .
Of Caerelia , and Gellia . BEyng a gerle , Caerelia calles her selfe an aged dame : And Gellia she an aged trot , herself a gerle doth name . Ne may the one Colinus nor the other be alowde : The one she is ridiculous , the other curious proude .
Of his abidyng in the countrey . WHen I in countrie foyle sweet , sappy , rest : how I doe spend & passe the tyme away , If thou do long in few to haue exprest , attentiue be , and marke what I shall say . First serud on knees , the Maiestie deuine : my seruaunts next & ground I ouerlook : To euery man his taske I doe assigne , when this is done , I get me to my booke . For confortes cause , I rub my corps with Oyle : for exercise I wrestle now and than , With strainyng armes a crash : & tyrd with toile I merry make , ( endebted to no man ) I pouder , quasse , sing , play , bath , sup , & sleep , somtyme by night , to studie close I creep .
To Cinna . MIthridates did often ming strong poyson with his wine : Because no poyson pestilent should cause hym for to pine . So Cinna thou hast wrought a fetch , ( by supping alwayes ill : ) That famine none shall fret thee , that no hunger shall thee kill .
Against Calistratus . I Am I graunt , and still haue bene Calistrat poore , what then ? Yet do the deeds of mine not lurke in dark obliuions Den : My works are red the world throughout : and this ( t is said ) is he : And that , that diuers death denies , that life hath graunted me . But gorgious Mansion house of thine , doth glister all with golde , Thy Coffers cramd with coyne , are worth whole thousands to be solde . Great store of Land , and goodly ground thy Plowe reares euery year : Of goodly weighty flezed sheep whole thousands thou dost shear . Lo thus am I , and thus art thou : but thou canst neuer be As I am , of the common crue each one may be like thee .
Against Gellia . WHile of thy gentry thou dost bost , and praisest stock of thine : To match with one of callyng good forsakes thy fancy fine . Tush none without some Senatour my husband I will haue Thou saidst , now se at last thou hast a carriar common slaue .
To Quintianus . IN cuttyng cruell cold December , When eache to other gifts do render : Saue bookes naught then I gaue to thee , At home most homely made by mee . Perchaunce thou deemst me in thy minde , Therefore a sneek bill , snudge vnkinde : I hate ( I do protest ) thee drifts , And guilefull giuings of these gifts . These gifts ar alwaies fishe hookes like : Bayt tucht , straight taken is the Pike . When as to riche the poore giues nought , Then Quint should he be liberall thought .
To Aulus , against Mamercus . MAmercus by no maner meanes , may broughe and framed be To vse and rule his tonge aright , so cankered curst is he . Though thou didst passe in pietie the constant Curius quight : Although thou Nerua didst surmount , for calme and quiet sprite : Although for gentle mekenes mild thou Druso didst excell : Although for honesty to Mar● ▪ thou mightst be likened well . Although thou didst Mauricus match for equitie and right . Although thou couldst as Regulus with filed phrase delight . Though pleasaunt Paulus thou didst passe to make a merry Iest. His rustie teeth , with rane our f●e● , yet still would bite the best . Perchaunce thou Aulus dost hym deeme , a man of wicked tonge : But hym a wretch deeme I , which is mislikt all men among .
To Gellia . WHen so thou sendest me an hare , my Gellia still thou ●aist I shal be seuen daies after fair : thus still with me thou plaist . My Gellia if thou doe not mocke : if truth thou do declare : I dare be bold to say that thou , didst neuer eate an hare .
That we should benifite our frendes . THe crafty thefe from battered chest , doth filch thy come awaie : The debter nor the interest , nor principall will pay . The fearefull flame des●rdies the goods , and letteth nought remaine : The barren ground for seede receud , restoreth naught againe . The subtile harlot naked strips , her louer to the skin : If thou commit thy self to seas , great daunger art thou in . Not that thou geuest to thy frend , can fortune take away : That onely that thou giust thy frend , thou shalt posses for ay .
Against Posthumus . I Minde what thou hast done for me ▪ and will remember eake Alwaies : why hold I then my peace , and Postume dost thou speake ? When any I begin to tell , thy goodnes what it is Towardes me , tush straight they say hymself earst told vs this . Beleue me two to many are , this same for to expresse : One will suffice , if I shall speake , then Posthume hold thy peace . Though thou be frushyng franke , although great gifts thou giue , perdy Yet perishe all those gifts of thine by thy garrulitie .
Against Candidus . THy farmes are proper to thy self , thy gold and siluer white Thine proper , proper to thy Plate , and christall glasses bright . Thy pleasaunt wines of sundry forts , thine proper to no dout : Thy proper wit : and proper to thy hart and courage stoute . All doutles proper that thou hast : what said I all ? I lye . Thy wife she is not proper , for she common is perdy .
To Rufinus . I Graunt , I can it not denie , thou sure hast goodly land : Fat farmes , and tenementes thou hast , and liuyngs in thine hande . And debters diuers owe thee muche , much coine thou hast abrode : Riche Plate of Gold and siluer both , thy table still doth loade . Inferiours thine Rufinus yet , disdaine thou neuer a dell . More then hast thou had Didymus , and more hath Philomel .
Against Matrinia . I Like no Beldames , I. Matrinia dost complaine ? I Beldames loue : but thou art none . starke dead thou dost remaine . I can well fancie Hecuba , of Neob like alone : Before the one be made a dog , the other made a stone .
Of Fishes engrauen . BY Phidias art thou fishes seest , engrauen feat , and trim : Put water to them , and they will whip , skip , frisk , frounce and swim .
Against Ligurinus . NO man with thee will willyng me●t ▪ and eache mis takes hym to his feet Whereso thou Ligurine dost come : thy presence shinnies both all , and some ▪ Wilt know why thirs from thee they start ? a Poet prattlyng pert thou art . This vice is vile all men among : the Tigres robbed of her yong , The Dypsas scor●he with skaldyng heat , the Scorpion that with taile doth threat , These moniters fell are not so fear● as thou art , where that thou art heard : For who I praie thee suffer can as thou are such a troublous man ? To hym that standeth thyu dost reed , so eke to hym that sits indeed . To hym that runs thou art recityng , to hym thou readst that is a sh●tyng . Washyng at Baines , there I thee here . I can not swim , where thou a●t neer . To meales I hast , me dost thou nay . at table plast , thou goest thy way . All wery when I go to bed , molestyng mee , thou shakst my hed . What harme thou dost now wilt thou see ? though honest , good , and iust thou be , Yet for this fault , none like of thee .
To the same Ligurinus . THe supper of Thyestes , whether Phoebus God deuine Mislikt I know not , Ligurine but sure we like not thine . Thy fare is fine and good , thy ●ates as curious as may be : Consideryng how thy tong doth walk , yet all mislikes we see . I care not for thy dainty meates : I do mislike each messe : What I would haue thee do dost aske ? what ? marry hold thy peace .
To Aemilianus . IF poore thou be Aemilian , thou shalt be poore alwaies : For none but welthy worldlyngs are enriched now adayes .
To Labienus . WHen Labienus all alone I saw thee sit of late ▪ Three men mee thought I saw : I was deceaued by thy pate . One patch of heare there standeth here , another standeth there : Deformd thy scalp : the locks do grow I know not how , nor where . In midst of all , thy sconse is balde : there allies are to see : Wherein not half a grasse doth growe , so bald , and bare they be . When as the Emperour deales his dole , thy sconse then profits thee : Others one Basket haue of bred , for thy part thou hast three . Thou like vnto king Gerion art : If Hercules thee spye In Phillips Porch , ( take heede I say ) dead art thou by and by .
To Lupercus . FOr that thou suppest oftentimes and neuer callest mee : Lupercus I haue found a way , How to be euen with thee . I will be angrie though thou sende , call , and request mee still : What will I do , dost aske of mee ? What ? marrie come I will .
To Faustinus , against an euill Phisition Hermocrates . BOth washt and supt Andragoras , with vs in health and sound : Yet in the morne Andragoras , stark dead in bed was founde . Wouldst knowe of suche so sodaine death , what should th occasion be ? Hermocrat the Phisition in slumber he did see .
Against Phoebus . WIth oyntment made for nonce , thy pace all ouer Phoeb is dyde : And all thy sluttish scuruie skalpe a painted heare doth hyde . No Barber thou dost neade at all thy hed to notte , and pole : A Sponge or painting pensile Phoeb , will better shaue thy nole .
Against the enuious . ROme lauds , & loues , & reades my works , and singes them euery where : Each fist doth hold me clutched fast , eache bosome me doth beare . One blusheth ●o , as red as fyre , anone as pale as claye : Anone he lookes astonished , as one did hym dismaye : Sometime he mumping mockes and moes , sometime he doth repine : Ymarrie , this is that I would : now please me verses mine .
To Marianus . THou knowest one lurketh thee to ●ueth . and he that lurkes a lo●t To lucre bent : thou knowest his drift , and where he goes about . Yet hym thine heir thou didst ordaine in will thou madest last : And madman like didst will that he should in thy roome be p●a●t . He sent thee gifts in deed : but how ? he sent them with the hooke : And can the fishe the fisher loue , that for his death doth looke ? Trowest thou this Foxe will for thy death take any inward thought ? No , no : if thou wilt haue hym weepe , then Marian giue hym nought .
Of the the●e Cilix . A Thefe that Cilix had to name , to rob an Orchard sometime came ▪ In all the garden great was nought saue Priapus , of Marble wrought . What doth me he , ( greedy of praye , ) but hales the hugy stone awaye .
To Lupus . PEnsiue thou art , and prosperous : take heede lest fortune blinde Knowe Lupus this , lest she thee call churle gratelesse , and vnkinde .
To Rufus . A Certaine man not long agoe , Gaue me the gaze frende Rufus so , As if some foolishe fencer I Had been , or one that went to buy . With eye , and finger , when that he Had looked long , and marked me : Art thou ( quoth he ) art thou declare , That famous pleasaunt Poet rare , That men echewhere do Martial call , Whose iests do ioye bothe great , and small ? I somewhat smilyng , tolde my name , And saied I was the verie same . Why then ( quoth he ) so ill art clad ? Because I am a Poet had I aunswered . All this is true , Frende Rufus whiche I tell to you . Good Rufus sende some clothes therefore , That I maie shamed bee no more .
To Amianus . A Serpent fell thou hast engraud , in ●iluer bole of thyne Of Mirons makyng : poyson sure thou drinkst thou drinkst no wine .
Against Olus . FOule filthie faultie folks there are : what s Olus that to thee ? What matters it thou honest , what vile vicious varlets be . Matho at Dice plaies all his co●●e : whatts Olus that to thee ? Not thou therefore shalt feele the paines , of poore estate , but he . Sertorius reuelles out the night : whatts Olus that to thee ? So thou maiest snortyng soundly stepe . and still in quiet bee . Muche money Titus , Lupus owes : whatts Olus that to thee ? When thou indebted art to none , but art from all men free . For all this Olus yet there is , that doeth pertaine to thee : And that vnto thy charge and care , of duetie doeth agree . Thy gowne to gage for coine doeth lye , this to thee Olus is : And for a farthyng no man now will credite thee , and this . Thy wife doeth make thee carrie hornes , this to thee Olus is : Thy daughter now a dowrie greate requires of thee , and this . Muche more beside I could declare what doeth pertaine to thee : But Olus what pertaines to thee , doeth naught pertaine to me .
To Castor . CAstor , thou euery thyng doest buy : Sell euery thyng thou wilt perdy .
To his Muse. FIue bookes had been sufficient : or sixe , or seuen in deede : And to muche to : why then my Muse to sport doest thou proceede ? Fie , fie , forbeare , and make an ende : my fame abroad is spred : And no man talkt of more then I. my bookes eche where bee red . And when the stones of Messala shall lye , and bee forlorne : When Marble stones of Licinus to pouder shall be worne , Yet euery mouthe shall speake of me : and many a geste with hym Shall carrie to his countrie coste , my woorkes and poems trim . I ended . Loe , then spake one of the sacred sisters nyne , Whiche had her bosome and her locks besmeerd . with oyntments 〈◊〉 . Canst thou , canst thou vngracefull churle ( quoth she ) finde in thy harte : To plaie as thou hast purposed , so fonde a thanklesse parte ? Canst thou forsake thy pleasant toyes , and trifles that excell ? How better canst be occupied when thou ar● Idle , tell ? In lofty stile wilt rather chuse feirce tragedies to write ? Or else of blowes , and blody blades hadst rather to indite ? Then euery skowlyng scholemaster would read with harshie voyce Thy verse , then neither lad nor lasse would in thy stile reioyce . The frownyng sage , and sowre seuere these kinde of thinges do write , Who miserably spend their time in study day and night . Vse rather thou thy Romain Iests , and pleasauntly repeat Thy sawes , and as for them , let them of what they list intreat . Although with s●klender Oten pipe thou seemst perdy to sing : Thou dost surpasse the Trumpet , lowd that in the eares doth ring .
To Priscus . DO ye demaund a welthy wenche why that I will not wed ? I nill be bound for to obaye , my wife at euery sted . The matrons ( Priscus ) to the man must still inferiour be : Else shall they not be equall , nor like man and wife agre .
To a married couple , that could not agree . SIth that you both are like in life , ( a naughty man , a wicked wife : ) I muse ye liue not voyd of strife .
Of Fabius , and Chrestella . HIs wiues still buries Fabius ▪ Christella contrary Her husbands buries : none they match withall , but straight they dye . Now Hymen cause these conquerours together both to linke : That so one Beare may bere them both to their sepultures brinke .
Against Gallicus . WHen me thine Heire of all thy lands to make thou diddest swere By all the gods , that rule aboue , and by thyne hory heare , I thee beleud : for willingly who will himself forsweare ? And still in hope to speede , with giftes I did thee feede and chear . Among my gifts a Boar I sent , great , fat , a waighty one : As huge and monstrous mighty big , as that of Calidone . Thou straight way didst send for , and feast , the riche and eak the poore : All Rome doth belche and surfet yet , with eatyng of my Bore . My selfe the giuer ( who would thinke ? ) the better nought did fare : I nothyng had , ne ryb ne rumpe did fall vnto my share . Frend Gallicus what should I hope thy land to gaine of thee ? When that no morsell of myne owne , thou wouldest giue to mee .
Of Priscus , his banquet . THe learned Priscus bookes bewray what banquet is the best : In pleasant stile is muche declard , In lofty much exprest . But sure with learnyng great declard there is both all and some : Wilt know what banquet is the best ? where Minstrelles none do come .
Against Cinna . AN Astrologian Cinna said that quickly thou shouldst dye , Thy fate he did fortell thee thus : and sure he did not lye . For whilest thou didst feare thou shouldst leaue much behind to spend , Thou reueling didst roist it out and madst of all an end ▪ Not one yere fully was expirde but all was gone wellny : Declare me Cinna now , is this not quickly for to dye ?
To Condilus . THat thou so long a serua●a● libft why Condil doost complaine ? A masters greife thou 〈…〉 knowe , nor yet seruaunts gaine . Thy hard and homely couch doth yeld thee quiet sleep and rest : When Caius lo lies brood awake with cramping cares opprest . For feare thy maister dare not , but salute whom so he meetes : When thou maist iet with cap on crowne , and carelesse strut the streetes . One comes to maister thine and saith giue that thou owst to mee : And staies hym in the street , and none so Condil doth to thee . Thou fearst a pat on pate , or els a whirrit on the eare : But gronyng he with gre●● , and gowt , his fatall fine doth feare ▪ Speake Condil , hadst not rather now still haue a seruaunts place Then be a maister , and remaine in Caius cursed case :
Against Aphe● . AS oft as I beholde thy wife , when as with thee I 〈◊〉 , Thou lowryng Apher bendst thy brow , as though than didst 〈◊〉 . What fault ? tell what offe●●e 〈…〉 thy wife fo● to 〈◊〉 The sun , the starres , the thrun●ed thrones with siluer perle and gold , And eak the gods themsel●e● 〈◊〉 what should I turne aside , And flap my hand on face ▪ as th●●ugh , some Roman grim I spide A hoorson fell was Hercules , yet Hilas we might see : With prety Ganimed to play , M. still had licence free . If thou wilt haue thy guests to wink , and not thy wife to see : Let Phineas blind , and Oedipus , thy guests then Apher be .
Against Crispus . THou saist thou art as much my frend as any man can be : But now , to proue this true thou saist , what dost thou Crisp for mee ? I would haue borowed coine of thee , thou diddest mee denie , What tyme thou hadst as much as well could in thy coffer lye . When gauest thou mee a busshell tell , of Beanes or any graine ? When as to plow thy fertill ground thy plowman tooke the 〈◊〉 ? When gauest thou mee a Frocke of Frise my corps from cold to 〈◊〉 ? Or when of siluer halfe a pound didst thou vnto mee send ? Nought els I see , wherby I may beleue my frend thou art : But that before me oftentymes thou gerdest out a fart .
To Phileros . SEuen wiues of thine now Phileros in ground engraued be : The ground to none so bountifull , as Phileros to thee .
To hymselfe . MArtial , the thinges that do attaine the happy life , be these I finde ▪ The riches left , not got with paine , The fruitefull ground , the quiet minde : The egall frend , no grudge no strife , No charge of rule nor gouernaunce , Without desease the healthfull life , The household of continuaunce . The mean dyet , no delicate fare , True wisedome ioynd with simplenes , The night discharged of all care , Where wine the wit may not oppresse . The faithfull wife without debate , Such sleepes as may beguile the night , Content thy self with thine estate , Ne wishe for death , nor feare his might .
Otherwise . THe thinges whiche cause 〈◊〉 life mee thinkes most full of blisse to be , Are these : when goods from frends do fall , and we from labour free . When fertill field growes fast abroad , and mind is voyd of strife : And merry Ihon by tostyng fire , may sit with Ione his wife . When corps is sound and strong with all , and wisedome rules the mynde : And frends in frenships faithfull knot , a faithfull hart doth bynde . When fare is good , though not of cost , and night with pleasure prest , Not drowsy head , but merry minde , doth cause a quiet rest . To be as harte could wishe or craue , thy state content withall : Not feare , nor wishe for fatall day , but come when come it shall .
Against Carmenion . SIth that Carmenion you doe cracke of Corinth that you are A citezen , and so say all , I maruell how you dare And with what face and honestie call mee your brouher : why ? You know in Spaine that I was borne eke there I dwell perdy . What do we looke alike ? no sure : and why it shall appeare : Thou wandrest trixsie trimsie fine , with crispt and curled heare . But all disordered lye my locks after the Spanish guise : Thou doest with ointments rid thine here , rough are my legs , and eyes . An amerous flatteryng tong hast thou , speakyng nice , neat , and fine : Not halfe so womannish as thyne , is daughters tongue of mine . Looke how the Doue doth differ from the chefest bird of all : Looke how the Deare doth differ from the Lion strong and tall : So differ we : wherefore I say , Carmenion , brother thine Ceasse mee to call hereafter , lest I call thee sister mine .
To Gallus . IF so my grief will do thee good , I will be vp and dight , Before Aurora doe appeare and chase awaie the night . I will about , when plunging puffes vpturneth townes and towers : I le bide the bruntes of frost and snow and hidious hissyng showers . But if no better thou a whit , if nought at all thou gaine By this my troublous toyle and grefe , and griefly pinchyng paine , Spare thou my tyred ghost , and from these torments make me free : Whiche help not Gallus thee a whit , but hurt and hinder mee ▪
To Philenis DOest aske with plaister on my chin why that I walke about ? Philenis mine I do not minde to kisse thee out of doute .
To Cherimon . SIth like a Stoike , Cherimon , thou praisest death so muche : Thou wouldst bee praisde , and wondred at , as though there were none suche . What makes thee death desire so muche ? thy broken pitcher potte ▪ Thy homely raskall har●h , that burnes , with fire seldome hotte . Thy mat●e , and eke thy bedstead bare , with stinkyng Cimex fret : Thy cu●●olde cal●oke colde , wherein thou still art faine to iet : O what a stoute couragious man is this ? how manly bolde ? That loues no dregs of Vineger , nor holme , nor brownbread olde , Well goe to : if vpon a bed of dowle thou shouldest lye : And if thy couche were costly clad with clothes of purple dye . Then , then , full often wouldst thou wishe thrice Nestors yeares to liue : No tyme then wouldst thou lose , but still thy self to pleasure giue . An easie thyng in penurie , this life for to dispise : Who can beare torment paciently , t is he that s counted wise .
To Parthenope . THy chaps and iawes Parthenope , a cruell cough doeth greeue : To helpe thee , the Phisition vnto thee still doeth giue Nutkernels short , fine honie sweete , and cracknels of the best , And all suche thyngs as children please , and make to bee at rest . Yet notwithstandyng all this geare , thou coughest still perdy Ye are a craftie knaue , you cough to fare deliciously .
Against Zoilus . HE did not terme thee Zoilus right , who termde thee vicious elfe : If he should terme thee truely , he should terme thee vice it self .
To Vacerra . A Flatterer , and a slaunderer , Also a craftie cossener , A trifler vaine , a whoremunger , A fine foincastyng fenceplaier , All these Vacerra though thou bee : I muze , yet mony wants with thee .
To Polla . WHy Polla me doest garlands sende so faire , so freshe , so fine ? Sende rather me some Roses rubde with lillie handes of thyne .
Of Legeia . IF Legeas yeres and heares agree : Then iuste three yeres of age is she .
Of Affricanus . AS riche as Cresus Affric is : for more yet hunts the chuffe : To muche to many , Fortune giues , and yet to none inuffe .
To Fabullus . Of Themnon . FAbullus frende doest aske me , why hath Themison no wi●e ? He loues to bee in quiet , free from bate , and brawlyng strife .
Against Thelesinus . WHen that no gage nor paune I bryng , and of thee coine doe craue : I can not helpe thee straite thou saiest : gage grounde and thou shalt haue . So thou no credite giust at all , vnto me Thelesine : Thyne old companion , and thy frende , but trustest grounde of myne . Loe Carus hath thee guiltie founde , and banisht must thou bee : Wouldst haue me beare thee companie ? naie , call my grounde to thee .
To Iulius . IF thou wilt eschewe bitter aduenture , And auoide the gnawyng of a pensiue hart : Set in no one person all wholy thy pleasure , The lesse shalt thou ioy , but lesse shalt thou 〈◊〉 .
To Phoebus . WIth hyde of Kid , thyne head in 〈…〉 , to couer baldnesse thyne : He quipt thee home , who ●olde thee Phoeb ▪ thy sconse was clouted fine .
To one diuersly conditioned . FAtile , and froward art thou sure , faunyng , and also fell : With thee I can not liue , nay bide , nor yet without thee dwell .
Against Zoilus . BLack head , red beard , short feete thou hast ▪ and poreblinde eke thou art : T is ten to one , but Zoilus thou doest harbour harme in harte .
Otherwise . BLacke hed , red beard short feete thou hast , and eke thou art poreblinde : Thou woorkst a wonder Zoile , if thou hast any good in mynde .
Against Policarnus . TEn tymes in twelue monthes thou art sick or oftner , Policarme : And this thy sicknesse neuer thee , but frendes of thyne doeth harme . For after health recouered still , thy frends thou asked gifts : For shame bee sicke but once a yere , and leaue these guilefull shiftes .
EX . XENIIS , ET APOPHORETIS , MARTIALIS .
Wheate flower . THe profits greate , none maie repeate of flower so fine perdie : Sith for the Cooke , and Baker bothe , it serues to occupie .
Lettuce . SIth that our auncients vsde to eate , Lettuce when all was doon : I muse why euery meale of vs , with Lettuce is begunne .
Leekes oft cut . STrong sentyng Leekes of Tarentine , when so thou cranched haste : Be sure to kisse thy lasse with lippes , together clinched faste .
The Dormouse . I Slepe out all the Winter sharpe , and fattest then am I : All whiche tyme naught but slumberyng slepe doeth make me fatte perdy .
The Conie . THe little Conie loues to scoute , In Berries , that are digged out : By these our foes in elder daies , Haue learned many secrete waies .
The Ringdoue , or Stockdoue . THe Stockdoues secrete parts , make lumpishe , dull , and dedde : Shunne hym to eate , if thou wilt bee with liuely courage spedde .
The Peacocke . THou wondrest when he spreads abrode , his wyngs that glisteryng looke : And canst thou finde in harte , to giue hym to the cruell Cooke ?
The Swanne . WIth warblyng note , he tuneth verse . The Swanne doeth sweetely syng Before his death , cracyng a long the streame with fethered wyng .
A shelfishe , in Latine Murex . ( CHurle as thou art ) with our blood , thy clothes are purple died : Yet this is not sufficient , we made are meate beside .
The Gogion . ALthough in Venice feasts they make , and still haue daintie chere ▪ Yet with a Gogeon thei beginne , their suppers lightly there .
The Hare . EMongest birdes the ●hrushe is be●t , and beares awaie the bell : Emongest beasts the Ha●e is best , and doeth the rest excell .
Does . THe tuske the Bore doeth well defende● the horne the Harte doeth shelde : Poore s●●ie Does what els are wee , but preyes to Doggs in feeld ▪
Wine of Tarentum . AVlon hath Woolles moste excellent , and Grapes moste goodly fine : Take thou the ponderous waightie felles , giue me the precious Wine .
Sweete oyle or oyntment . NOr wine nor oyntment leaue thine heire : let hym possesse thy pelfe For his parte and these o●her giue all onely to thy self .
Chestes made of Iuery . IN coffers these put nothyng els saue yellow 〈◊〉 golde : Chests homely rude lesse precious , may siluer serue to holde ▪
〈◊〉 SMall dice and nu●●es , feme tri●ing ●oyes , and thinges of slender price : Yet these haue made boyes but tockes smart with rods , not once ▪ nor twise .
The combe , to the bald pate . WIth boxen combe , thick toothed sharpe , that giuen is to thee . What wilt thou doe : when as no heare is on thy head to see .
Otherwise . WHat wilt thou doe ▪ with combe thick tothed ●o ? when as no heare vpon thy head doth grow .
The Coffer wherin bookes are laid . TYe streict , bind hard thy bookes in mee : lest that with Mothes consumd they be .
Light , pertainyng to the chamber . THy Candle bright , of chamber thine the secrets all I knowe : Doe what thou list , I still am whist , No secrets I doe show .
A Candlesticke of wood . THou seest that wood I am , vnlesse thy light thou do well watch : A Candle great shall I become , the flame if once I catche .
Bellowes . FResh ●riskyng youth be packyng hence , Mild age agrees with mee : Boyes bellowes best beseeme , and syres that frosty ●erded be .
A medicine by rubbyng to make the teeth white . TEll ? what hast thou to doe with mee ? fayre gerles and maydens ought Mee for to vse : I trim 〈…〉 made , counterfet , and bought .
A Lanterne of Horne . A Lanterne bright ( incloasing light ) the waie I show thee best : The candle in my bosome put doth shrowd , and safely rest .
A Flye flap of Peacockes plumes . THe taile of princely Peacock proue , that glisteryng faire doth show , May serue to flap the filthy flies vpon thy meate that blow .
The Parret . I Pratyng Parret am , to speake some straunge thing ▪ learne ye me : This of my selfe I learnd to speake , Caesar alhai●e to thee .
The Nightingale . FAyre Philomela howles , for fact Of Tereus filthy kyng : A maid she could not speake , a byrd she loud and shrill doth sing .
The Pye. A Chatteryng Pye am I , and doe salute my maister thee : If mee thou sawest not , thou wouldest sure deeme mee no bird to be .
Cups of Christall . WHen thou dost feare to breake these cups , then doest thou breake them still : Bold hands are ill to hold these cups , and fearefull hands are ill .
A Girdle . NOw long am I , but when with child thy belly shall beare out : Than gerdle short I shall be made , and scant thee come aboute .
Hay . WHen feathers want , to stuffe thy couche with hay thou maist be sped : Pale care doth seldome come to couche on hard and homely bed .
Leander . LEander bold , in weltring waues cride , spare mee now ye Seas Vntill my lady I haue seen , then drowne mee , if you please .
The Tumbler . NOt for hymself , but for his lorde , the tumbler hunteth free : Which cla●pt in mouth doth bryng vnhurt the Leueret vnto thee .
The Ram. WIth Butchers knife thou carued hast , the Ram his tender throate : Deservd he this whiche vnto thee so often gaue his coate ?
The Hawke . A Rauener fowle of foule he was , now faulckoners seruaunt he : He birds beguiles yet gaineth not the birds that taken be .
A Cooke . T Is not sufficient for a Cooke a Cooke for to be tryde : A Cooke must know his maisters mouth , and appetite beside .
A baker of fine Cakes , or like thinges . A Thousand sweete delicious knackes he formeth fine , by skill : For hym alone they busy bee ▪ doth toyle and labour still .
PICTORIVS .
To Leonellus . Submission . THy mountyng minde doth still aspire , thou still doest boast and cracke : And Leonel thou wouldest be Magister totum fac. And whilest thou ●owtst thus putt with pride , and deemst thou doest excell All else beside , thou driuest thy selfe , to deepest pit of hell . Ah , yet at length submit thy self , let Pride thee not be guile : Deare shalt thou be to Christ if tho●t seeme to thy selfe as , bi●e ▪
Sorowyng for the dead ▪ THou weepest still , thou skrechest shrill , thou halest from head thyne heares : Thy face all torne with scratchyng clawes , like S. Ihons face appeares . Dost thinke thy so●ne●●●p●rted hence , may thus againe he had ▪ To sorrow for the dead , ●s but Greef vnto 〈…〉 ad ▪
To Titus . Naughtines borne withall . I Mused what should be the cause , why men doe nothyng feare Nor shame to doe offences , suche as hainous do appeare : When ●o I heard a voice whiche spake , the wordes whereof were suche : Ah , wicked deedes and cursed crimes , are cockered to to muche .
To A man thankeles . FOr kinreds sake and curtesie , thou often doest require : For frendships cause and amitie , againe thou doest desire . And comfort none thou doest receiue , of frend , nor yet of brother : And why ? because thou wilt not doe for one good turne , another .
To Sextus . Pittie : almes . PRoude Pallaces with battlements , thou hast erected hie : Thy farmes and maner howses , storde with euery thyng do lye . Thou dost abound in beddes of towne , thy fare is passyng fine : Thy clothes are costly to thy backe : all passyng that is thine . Vppon thy selfe , thy goods and coine thou spendest euermore : Dost aske how bet they may be spent how ? marrie on the poore .
To Baptista Castellus . ALL men ( as well the riche as poore ) of force must one daie die : And more are riche men hurt by store , then poore by penurie . Goods , seldome ( they ) doe bryng to God : a Cable shall go in Muche soner through a Nedels eye , then Diues heauen win .
To Zoylus . Weepyng teares . A Shipwracke thou hast made of late : from blubberyng teares refraine : Lost goods , by ●oud lamentyng cries , may not be got againe . Thy brest is Zoyl a sinke of sinnes : thou still hast gone astraye : Wherefore waile Zoylus for thy sinnes , teares washe mens sinnes awaie : But thou dost laugh my words to scorne : no force , laugh if thou please : Yea laugh thy fill , sweet hony still the sickly doth displease .
To Homer . an Hyprocite . I Can not chuse but praise thee , that thou earnest art in Prayer : And that vnto the Temple thou so often makest repaire . That Idlenes thou doste eschew , whiche breedes a lothsum life : That thou wilt not be seen to talke , with any others wife . That thou dost not in vsurie nor honour vaine delight : Yet Homer , all thing is not gold that shines and glisters bright .
To Zeno. Castigation . HE is not still an enemy that makes to smart , and smites : Ne is he still a faithfull frende that pleaseth and delightes . Farre better sure it is to haue , sowre Zeno vs to loue : Then he that sekes by flat●ery fayre , for to allure and moue .
To Caper . tauntes . backbityngs . THou doste complaine , thy fate vnluckie still to be , Because that Fabius froward foole bites , blames , and sclaunders thee . Caper content thy selfe , who is reproched , he No miser is , the Sycophantes themselues the misers be .
To Criticus . Children must be instructed . SOft claye , may formde and framed be how and to what you will , The tender waxe , to any shape , is prest and pliant still : So youth in tender yeares may be instructed hou you list , And how they frame themselues in youth , so lightly they persist . Wherfore in vertue , Criticus instruct thy child betyme : To no admonishment their eares the grauer sore incline .
To Quirinus . MEns faces diuers are and strange : so are their hartes likewise : And what lyes hidden in the hart , none may discerne with eyes . For some you see that gentle seeme , and curteous outwardly : When scorchyng hatred in their hart doth burne incessantly . Some Damons deare , in face appeare , and Demons dire in chest : So selde or neuer still you see , the browe bewraies the brest . And frende Quirinus , Calaber the kyng doeth fauour thee , Yet mayest thou hee assurde of this , none more thy foe then he ▪ Perchaunce my boldnesse some will blame , no force , I care not , I : Nothyng maie lurke or bee concelde , where frendship firme doeth lye .
To Visus . a backbiter . FOr that I did refuse , Vrsus to aunswere thee Aboute Religion . thou musest muche a●me . I giue no holie thynges to dogs , a carpyng currishe wighte , No better then a curre I counte , whiche still doeth barke and bite .
To Philenius . a flatterer . THe Mallarde when she sees the Hauke , in haste she hies awaie : When horned Harte beholds the Dog , no lenger doeth he staie . So frende Philenius , sugred woords eschue , as enmies darte : The faunyng flatterer worse then foe , doeth smite , and make to smarte .
To Petrus . Loue dissimuled . VNlesse some worthie woorke in verse , I doe present to thee : Thou saiest all loue and frendlinesse , shall ceasse , twixt thee and me . Euen when you please , I am content , a Flie for suche a frende : Leude is the loue that doeth not last , but startyng ; taketh ende .
To Arnus . Surfet . DOest aske with sundrie sicknesses , why men are vexed so : By diuers deintie dishes sure , diseases diuers growe . Our elders that one dishe did vse , did healthfull still endure : Then skant ten herbes in field were founde , an hurte or sore to cure . Now hilles , and woods , and seas are sought : all places more , and lesse : And eke we practise Magicke arte , and suche like deuilishnesse . And yet our soares excede our salues , and needes it must be so : For men will rather lose their liues , then gluttonie forgoe .
To Marius . Armour and weapon against the deuill . AGainst the slie deceiptes , of Sathan tyraunt fell ▪ My Marius , wouldst thou knowe how to bee fensed well : First curet thyne must bee , All pride for to expell : Thy helmet , as thy selfe , To loue thy next as well . Thy buckler that must bee , A chast vnspotted brest : Vse patience for thy brigandine , when Fortune doeth molest .
To Cosmicus . Curiositie in decking the bodie . WIth odours sweete of Siria soile , thy garments all doe smell : If corps thou washe not thrise adaie , thou thinkst it is not well . Thy bushe of heare is braided braue and friseled woondrous fine : No spot or mole doeth once deforme , the comely corps of thyne . Doe these beseme a seruaunt , of the liuyng Lorde of light : No man that setts so by hym self , can please the Lorde a right .
To Pamphilus . frendship . IF thou doe bid me range abrode , by sa●de , or els by seas : To pleasure thee , I will be preste : I nill regarde myne ease . No monstrous beast with grashyng chaps , in desert that doeth bide , Shall me deter : nor rumblyng waues , of Occian sea so wide . Ice , scorchyng heate of Sommer hotte : stormes , that so fearce are thought : Rockes , ratlyng haile , raine , all will I contemne and set at nought . Perchaunce thou deemst I speake and prate , to to outragiouslie : Tushe Pamphil , what a frende can doe , no tongue can speake perdie .
Repentaunce . IF thou wilt haue me deme , that thou repentst thee of thy synne : To synne a freshe in woonted wise , see thou doe not beginne . What beast is he , whiche beyng washt in waues of flowyng flood . Will straite goe haske hym self afresh● in durte , and dablyng mudde .
To Propertianus . a Niggarde . WHo not vouchsafes hymself to helpe , ( Philenis miser he , ) Doest thinke Propercian he will giue , they lande he 〈◊〉 thee ? Who will deceiue hym 〈◊〉 doubt an other will beguile : No credite is for to bee giuen , vnto a miser vile .
To Lazarus . Vice in honour . DOest maruell why myne anger is , so greate as now it is : My soule lothes Lazarus to liue , in suche a worlde as this . Who pointed are to punishe synne , themselues synne openly : This man he spends the Orphants goods , this keepes them wrongfully . Now Iudges bribed are eche where , now hands are gresde apace : Now now suborned witnesses , all thyngs in piteous case . In fine , my louyng Lazarus , who is not bent to vice : They count hym now a coxcombe foole , a noddie , nothyng wise .
To Paulus B. Of an harlot . BEcause Elisia laughes on thee , Paule therefore thou art glad : To ioye in ones owne miserie , a mischief to to bad . Perchaunce she flattereth thee , and saieth she neuer will thee leaue : Ah , neuer credite harlot smothe , she alwaies doeth deceaue .
To Ponticus . Examples . AWaie with thyne admonishements and speache so pleasaunt fine : Muche moue examples Ponticus , small moue those woords of thyne . An easie matter for to speake , but for to doe , t is harde : Doe as thou saiest , els what thou saiest , we will not we regarde .
To Marianus . Stable abidyng . THou haste begunne the pathe to shunne , that leades to vice , t is well : And for because thou haste doen so , my ioye no tongue can tell . But yet remember this by th waie , not he that doeth beginne : But who perseuers to the ende , shall glories garlande winne .
Lithernes . IN daies of olde were champions stout , That lustie , long in healthe helde out : For why ? of them was slurgyng slothe , And gluttonie auoided bothe : Now deintie dishes hasten death , And bedds bereue our bodies breath .
To Larius . Infirmities . THe greuous gouce putts thee to paine : From women , cares , and wine refraine : This sicknesse sore , and greef of thine , Maie bryng to passe , that lawe deuine , Could neuer bryng to passe in thee : A newe man this male make thee bee . This greef thee vnto God maie winne : With doloures ioyes doe ofte beginne .
To Maximus . a M●se● . THis is thy cast still , Maximus , th●● is lest euermore : Because thou wilt not spende thy goods , thou sparst to feede the poore . Ah caitiffe ●arle , how art thou witcht with blinde desire of gaine : Knowest not that carkyng couetousnesse , bryngs hell and ho●lyng paine ? The carle charletts the poore to pine , and saues his paultrie pelfe , What seekes he but to spa●e his goods , and quight to spill hym selfe ?
Luste vnsatiate . BLacke Proserpine hath neuer suckt , of humaine bloud her fill : The drie vnsaciable ground , doth thurst for moysture still . And though thou caste ( and neuer ceasse ) whole forrests in the fire : It saies not ho , for more it calles , more still it doth desire . So gredy lust vnsatiate , doth not contented bide , Vntill it hath destroid the corps , and eke the soule beside .
To Ollus Patience . NE teares auaile the ●ieke , indence nor those , in graue now d●d : Ne pearcyng plaintes when ship is sunk , stande Mariners 〈…〉 . So fades no whit thy furie Oll , when thou dost rage and rore : But rather through thy greu●us as grones , augments it more and more . What thou dost suffer take in worth , and heare with patient minde : What thou dost beare against thy will , more lodesome shalt thou finde .
To Iacobus Melitus . Detraction . LEad still a godly life , well still thy selfe behaue : Yet thee shall wicked tongues reproche , and eke depraue . It is the pastime and delight Of Zoyles , at good men still to spight .
To Vincentius Nouatus . shunsloth . IF thou Vincentius carest for the health that still doth laste : Then farre from thee continually , see sluggish sloth thou cast . When basking slothfull in the sunne , the fiend his foe doth see : Then then with mightie hand alwaies to weapon runneth he : But whom he sees to labor prest , theim lets he still alone : He labor lothes , and loues the luske . to ease and pleasure prone .
To Flaccus . Extortioners , Cormorauntes . ONe sillie drop of water askt the glotton greedie gorche With humble sute , to swage the heat that so his tonge did scorche : Yet neuer robd he as I reed , the poore of ought hym selfe to feed . If that be cause he would not giue , thus plaugd the riche man was With torments suche in hell , what sh●ll become of them ( alas ) That nothyng giue , but still oppresse poore widdowes , and the fatherles .
To Marullus . Almesdeedes . DOost feare that God will angrie be , and turne away his face from thee Marullus mine ? I will ther tell a waye , how to be safe and well . Thy face turne thou not from the poore : God , like for like , payes euermore .
The good man feareth nought . IF fortune doe but bend the browe , and ner so little strike : Thou out of courage straight art dasht , I neuer saw the like . And yet thou countst thy selfe for good : but by no reason sure : For goodmen they with manly harts , do all mishaps indure . Let murdring Mars be modie mad , let fire and flame destroie : Let frettyng famin pine and paine , let mischefes all annoye . With stout coragious minds , all thinges good honest men sustaine : Knowyng that hereby , onely they , their hauen and heuen obtaine . By miseries and daungers great , by death it selfe , we goe , Vnto the sweete celestiall coast , where pleasures all do flowe .
To Doinisius Feb. The holy Scripture . ALl thinges the fragrant field doth feed , accordyng vnto kinde : The birde hath seede : the oxe hath strawe : the dog his praie doth finde . Euen so the sacred Bible booke , for euery kinde and sorte Hath store of foode and norishment , that list therto resorte . Here tender babes haue milke and pap : here ripe of yeares haue bred : Here also wanteth not repast for age with hory head . Yet hereof small account is made , the cause may soone be knowne : Each one doth seeke to feede his eares , and let his hart alone .
To Archemedorus . A Cussoner . PEares , Birdes , to Iulius thou dost send , all thinges both great and small : And lorde , and king , and little god , thou alwaies doost him call . What meanes all this Archemedore ? what thinkst to get by this ? To coosen horie heares , perdie no easie thing it is .
To Linus . Vice. GO thou where Phoebus scorching burnes , or go where Borias raignes : Go hide thy selfe in dampishe dennes , where darkenes blacke rentaines . Go where and to what place thou wil be , thy sinnes will follow thee ? By chaunge of place , this certayn is , vice cannot chaunges be . If thou be faultie , from thy minde all vice abandon clere : And Linus lead another life , and dwell not other where .
To one verie timerous . NOw Does we may call desperat , and Hartes coragious bol●e : For Does , and Hartes , lesse timerous then thee a thousand folde . To be afraid where is no feare , is signe of dastardie : And soone the faint of corage fall in snares of Sathan slie . Against all daunger , and mishap , the chefest thing no dout Is for to haue a prudent head , and heart coragious stoute . Feare not the commyng of mishappe , but when that it is come : Then stick vnto thy tacklyng stoute , and beare both all and some .
To Katharina . THe rumor goes , and told it is ( mine owne good Katharine ) That thou dost blaze my name abroad , and laude the deedes of mine . Vse measure in thy wordes , and leaue thy laudyng so of mee : Whom women laude are seldom likt , but still suspected be . And for thou shalt no ill misdeeme , nor me vnthankfull call : I thanke thee here , let this suffise in recompence of all . A Virgin rare renoumd thou art . now wilt thou know of mee What best and most beseemes a maid : ay blushing red to be .
B. DARDANIVS .
A liuely description of Hope . THou that on totteryng globe dost stande , art thou a Goddes ▪ tell Or els a mortall creature borne ? a goddes . Verie well . Whence sp●ong , or how begotten , speake ? of darknesse spryng did I. What nurse did feede and giue thee sucke ? that did credulitie . Who at thy backe behinde thee bides ? ioyes , whiche doe glad and ch●re . And what is he , that still so pale doeth goe before thee ? feare . Alofte vp to the loftie heauens , thy lookes why doest thou caste ? I doe beholde the heauens , whereas I hope to dwell at laste . But tell me now , what doeth deforme thy face so faire and bright ? I vexed am when my desires , are voide and frustrate quight . By staffe why doest thou staie thy self ? while hope doeth feede my mynde : Old croked age with stealyng steps , encrocheth on by kynde . Why reelst thou staggeryng to and fro ? hope still doeth slipperie stande : The thyng whiche ofte I thinke to holde , doeth slip out of my hande .
The Description of Iustice . WHat hights thy name , thou goddes tell ? my name doeth Iustice hight . Why lookst thou fell ? teares , plants , nor bribes maie make me goe from right . Borne of what stocke ? of Gods aboue . thy parents names descrie ? Measure my sire , my mother truste , my nurse was penurie . A babe who lulde thee in her lap ? faire Prudence noble dame . By whom doest thou the guiltie knowe ? Iudgement doeth shewe the same . Why beares thy lefte hande ballaunces : thy right a shinyng blade ? The one doeth ponder causes iuste : to plague the sworde is made . So fewe why are there thee to ayde ? good men are vanisht quight . Who doeth thee still associate ? poore plainesse pure and bright . Why is thy one eare open wide : thy other closed faste ? The good , they alwaies must be heard : the bad , they must be caste . Why in apparell art thou poore ? who will be iuste and right , Shall neuer while he liues , become a riche and wealthie wight .
Verses of Dardanus , sent to Dominicus Saulus . SOme men for gifts , giue glisteryng golde and some giue precious stones : Some Iuerie , costly glasses some wrought curious for the nones . Some guiftes doe giue of grauen woorke , and housbandmen doe bryng Nutts , cornailes , apples , peares , & plumms , and many a prettie thyng . But sith I want the fertill grounde , where all these thyngs should growe : And sith my feelds with golden streames of Pactol , doe not flowe , I can not thee suche presents giue : but in the steade of them , I verses sende vnto thee here : I haue nor golde nor gem . But if thou saie they are no gifts , but trifles worthie nought : I praie thee what of Irus poore , to Croesus maie be brought ?
The song of S. Ierome in the deseit . THou straunger , loe with ragged stones I beate and bounce my breste : I waile my synnes , my greuous synns wherewith I am oppreste . I doe lament my leude led life , and former ouersight : ( Ah blest and treble blest againe , the pure vnspotted wight . ) If gronyngs greate , get grace at God , and loude lamentyngs , loue : I hope my piteous pearcyng plaintes , shall God to mercie moue . All tisyng talke I doe auoyde , from enuie I departe : And shunne I doe occasions all , that weake the manly harte . Wherefore I haue betane my self , in desert here to dwell : Emong a rout of rauenyng beasts , ferce , furious , franticke fell . And what though in this wildernesse no wight will come and see Me grisly wretche : yet here alwaies my God remaines with me . No man that loueth God a right ( in woods or deserts wide ) But hath sufficient companie and comfort to beside . Here chitteryng birds doe chirp and chaunt , in heate here pleasaunt shade : Here want not christall quiueryng springs , wherein to washe and wade . A pittance here sufficeth well : I banquets set not by : And here , because I wish for naught , I naught am wantyng , I. Here hunger is the onely sauce , that likes my stomake best : Here nothing me mislikes : enough sufficeth as a feast . Here fruite bringes forth the fertill soyle , Vntoylde and eke vntild : In stead of bed I lye on leaues , wherwith the woods are filde . With blot or blame , I none defame , alone here as I dwell : Nor gnawyng enuie hurteth mee , I here do liue so well . No glory , nor ambition vaine doe here torment my minde : I glorie but in God alone , and hym I hope to finde . Here Venus prinked vp in pride and pranked , fine and gaie Doeth neuer come : no luste doeth laste , but hence departs awaie . In pleasaunt shade when so I please , I slepe and take my reste : No thundryng trump nor thumpyng theefe , my slumbryngs here moleste . My mynde is not on money set , I doe not heape nor hoo●de : Alone I seeke to please my God , and to embrace his woorde . All thyngs beside the woorde of God , are euen as drizslyng miste : Fonde , vile and vaine , of none effecte , let men saie what them liste . Ofte tymes here comes and faunes on me , fearce Lions furious fell ▪ And diuers dreadfull beasts besids , that in the woods doe dwell . And still the Lorde doth lende me helpe gainst death and daungers all : I stande in dread of nothyng I , for on the Lorde I cal● . Yet here emong these raggie rocks , and beasts of cruell moode : Where fountayne water is my drinke , where herbes doe serue for foode . Here sensuall pleasure doeth assault , to winne me by her might : But still with reason I resiste , and chase her from my sight . But thou whiche liuste at pleasure thyne , and all thyngs haste at will : Whiche soft doest lye , which doest with cates and wine thy beallie fill . Ah wretche with heate of filthie luste , what torments doest thou trie ? When she for to assault thy mynde , with hastie stepps doeth hye .
ANGELVS POLITIANVS .
To Pamphilus . THou sendst vs wine : we want no wine , my Pamphil trustie frende ▪ Wilt sende vs what we want & wishe ? then thurst my Pamphil sende .
To his Ladie beloued . IN rage thou turnest me awaie , againe thou doest me take : Thou harde at heeles doest followe me , yet me thou doest forsake . Kinde art thou , courteous eke , yet cankered , curst againe : Thou wilt , and wilt not : me thou louste , and me thou putst to paine . Thou promisse makst , and it forsakst : in deepe dispaire I pine , Yet liue in hope : Ah Tantal would my state were like to thine . A painfull plague in cristall streames , to bee a thirst and drie : But what a plague to be a thirste , sweete Nectar standyng by ?
BRVNO .
A true saiyng . ONce woodden Challices there were , Then golden priests were euery where : Now golden chalices there be , And woodden priestes eache where to see .
To Omellia . THou maruelest Omellia much , why none do seeke and sue To match with thee : what is the cause I now will tell thee true : If any man Omellia , should match and linke with thee : Thy husbands mother , not his wife , thou wouldst reputed be .
A Iest of a certayne harebraind husband . A Certen husband wilde did hate his wife : And vsd to coyle her coate , with ●udgill rife . One sayd to hym , beate not thy wife so sore : Then bumping blowes good words will doe much mo●● Now after this , the husband harebraind beast , With Bible book still bounst her on the breast : They say good worde wildo much good said he : If good , good words wil do : than here they be .
Against Hugo . HVgo doth laude no man at all , nor no man loueth he : He thinketh , others to d● prayse , the chefest praise to be . What gets he now by hatyng thus ? all men hym hate indeed : And boyes call Hugo black , and say of Hugo blacke take heede .
Of a Foole that found a Crab-fish . BY fortune once in sommer tyme , when sun did frye and flame , From natiue brooke ( where he was bred ) a crab fish crawling came . And while he friskyng plaid on banke , gay glisteryng greene with grasse : He was vp taken , by a man , that there by hym did passe . This wight that found hym was a foole , and had no crabfish seen : Wherefore he thrust his hand in haste , his claspyng clawes betwene . The crab did pinch and pearce hym sore , wherefore he cast hym quick Into the flood : and sayd withall , I le teach you syr to prick . The crab peart flappeth fast his tayle and in the waues doth spring : See said the foole , the plucking pangs of death how sore they sting .
A Iest of a Theefe . A Certain Theefe found guiltie , both of theft and periurie : Was iudgd to haue his tong cut out with knife , most cruelly . Oh , sayd the theef vnto the Iudge , your pointed purpose stay : Oh , saue my tongue , with caruyng knife and cut mine eares away . Twoo eares for one tongue I will lose : well , quoth the Iudge , agreed : And sent for executioner , to cut his eares with speed . Now when the executioner came , his hat from hed he threw : And heares there did appeare , but eares he there had none to vew : ( For he had lost his eares before ) each laught to see his wile : And hauyng thus decevd the Iudge the theefe hymself gan smile .
CYNTHIVS IOANNES BAPTISTA .
To Diana Ariosta . IN browe , in breast , in beautie braue , in skill , and noble name : Chast Cynthia thou resemblest right Diana , peerlesse Dame. In this alone ye are not like , hartes wilde she killed still : Hartes milde thou kilst : she kild with bowe , with look but thou dost kill .
Of Niobe . YE ●●●●●●unt brutes be packyng hence , a●●●●che ye pensiue wights : And mourne with me whom sorrowe fell , torments bothe daies and nights . Brattes 7. and 7 by me were borne , and brought into the light : Of 7. and 7. ( ah wretche ) againe the Gods haue refte me quight . I melted into teares , and now transformde to Marble stone : I drop foorth teares : so as in life I mourne , now life is gone . Learne here ye mortalles all , what t is with stroutyng pride to swell : And what likewise , for to despise the Gods , in heauen that dwell .
Of his straunge loue . IN fire I freeze , in Froste I frie : How so , wouldst knowe ? a louer I.
To Renata , a noble Dame. FOr princely pompe , and riches greate , queene Iuno beares the bell : Pallas for skill : for puritie Diana doeth excell . For beautie braue doeth Venus passe : Renata learned well , Riche , chast , of beautie braue beside , all fower doeth farre excell .
Vesbia . THree Furies ( here to fore ) haue alwaies been in hell : But now that Vesbia she is there , there furies fower doe dwell .
TEXTOR .
Praiers for the ded , nothyng profit . THou sowest ●n sande , thou ploust the plash , thou anglest in the ayer : If so thou goest about to helpe , the soule deceast by praier .
An Epitaphe . I Laught , I wepe I was , but now I nothyng am become : I plaied , but now I ceasse to plaie : I sang , but now am domme . I wakt , I slepe : I studied once , but loe I now am still : My fleshe I fedde and pampred once , but now the wormes I fill : I welcomde all sometyme , but now to all I bidde adue : I caught , but now am caught my self : now slaine , whiche sometyme slue . Once faught I , now I peace enioye : I life enioyed all right , Of right againe I must therefore yelde vnto Mors his might : I yelde , and yelde I must of force : yearth was I once certaine , Yearth , duste , and now at laste I am yearth , duste , become againe . Yearth , duste , now naught at all : wherefore worlde vaine adue to thee : And sith I needes must hence awaie , wormes welcome you to me .
To his Frende . THou wont wast often to demaunde , when we should foes become : And when the knot of frendship should , betwene vs be vndoon . Can Flint or Marble harde be made , as yeldyng Butter softe ? Or can the lumpishe Oxe be made , to mount and soar alofte ? Can Woulues and Lambes agree ? or can the scrawlyng Crab crepe right ? Or can the Night , as gladsome Daie become so cleare and bright ? Can Catte forbeare to catche the Mouse ? can Henne and Kite agree ? Can Daie be darke ? or can the Night as cleare Aurora bee ? Can Crowes be made both faire and white , and Swannes bothe foule and blacke ? Can colde congeled Ice , be hotte ? can Winter coldnesse lacke ? Can Fire then Water be more cold ? or can the Hare , delight To plaie and dallie with the Dog ? can ought be emptie quight ? Can Winde from blowyng be restrainde ? can surgyng Seas bee still ? Can flotyng Fishe forsake the foorde ? can Death leaue of to kill ? Can Foxe and Henne , bothe in a Penne agree together well ? Can peace abide with butteryng blowes ? can loue with discorde dwell ? Can seas be waterles and drie ? can hilles be dales without ? Can woods be voyd of trees ? or skies , deuoid of starres throughout ? Can one lone Emot drinke the seas ? can God be from an hie ? Can God haue euer any ende ? can mortalles shun to die ? Can ragged rockes be precious stones ? can Iron Gold excell ? Can drowsie drunkennes esteme , sage sober manners well ? Can fame be husht and silence keepe : can drabs their tattle ceasse ? Can Venus vicious vile be chast , and leaue , her beastlines ? When thou canst bryng these things to passe , eache one bothe more and lesse : Or seest them to be brought to passe , then shall our frendship ceasse .
To the Pope . IF that thou wilt not saue thy flocke , from wolues deuouring throate : At least be not a wolfe thy selfe , clad in a sheepskin coate .
To spirituall pastors . AS pastor pure , preserue thy flocke , haue Argus eyes to watche : Lest that the feend the woulfe of hell , doe thee and thine dispatche . Thou oughtst their wooll and fleese to shere : to shere , but not to shaue : Haue Argus eyes I saie againe , thy flocke to shield and saue . No meruell now , though sickly sheepe , and sore deseasd we see : For who as nowadaies ( God knowes ) but wolues their keepers be .
A woman . A Woman fawnes , and doth intrap , a woman wageth war : She guiles ▪ the bodie she doth blind , the members she doth mar . She febles force , she drawes a man , she burneth vp the bones : She fawnes , giues , askes , she likes , she lothes she merrie makes , she mones . She wasteth wealth , though purse be stuft , she crosses makes the same : She fights , she throwes downe mighty walles , strong Castelles she doth tame . She posies beares : she glasses hath : as pert as any Pie : She smelles , she kisseth , and her corps she loues excedyngly . She tufts her heare ▪ she frotes her face , she idle loues to be : She mincyng iets : to vertue slow , but prone to vice is she .
How to get frendship . GIue much , but little aske againe , take heede thou nothyng take : If muche thou giue , and little aske , if guiftes thou doe forsake Among the common people thou , shalt beare away the bell : And thicke and threefold frends will flocke , with thee to byde and dwell . But if thou nothyng giue at all , then frends will from thee flie : If much thou aske , then shalt thou be repulsed by and by . If much thou take , then couetous and carle they will thee call : Take naught , aske little , part from much , and frends haue sure ye shall .
The properties of certaine birdes . Of the Peacok . WHen Argus with his hundred eyes , Hermes had conquerd q●●ght By sweet melodyous harmony , and Musyckes heauenly might . Then Iuno tooke his watchfull eyes , and brauely by and by , She plast them in my traine , where now they shine as sunne in skye . My name hights Peacocke comonly , I take a greate delight In settyng vp my plumes alofte , that brauely glister bright . I haunt where princely buildings be , I loth the Cottage base : I haue a fearfull feendlike note , a theuish softly pace . My fleshe as hard as hard may be , from Samos I le I cam : Iuno doth mee defend and keepe , and Iunos byrd I am .
The Eagle . FRom all the flocke of fliyng fowles I beare away the bell : I mount vp to the clusteryng clowdes , I feare no lightnyngs fell . Ioues iolly armiger am I , as Poets pennes haue told : Among all fethered foules am I , the goodliest to behold . Gay gallaunt golden Ganimed , ( in tallents clinched fast ) I carryed vnto Ioue on hye , of whom he was embrast . No byrd , no fowle there is , that dare compare with mee to fly : The Eagle onely seruaunt is , to thundryng Ioue on hie .
The Swanne . A Swanne my name doeth hight : from forren coste I cam : Dame Venus Charriot I derect , and Venus birde I am . Emong the Gods I am belovde , like Syren sweete I syng : I ioye to chaunt , before I feele of Death the dreadfull styng .
The Voulter . I Called am the Voulter blacke : I clawe myne enemie With crooked cruell cratchyng clawes : a filthie foule am I. My foode is fulsome carrion foule , with euery carkas dedde That tumbled lies in stinkyng ditche , I loue for to be fedde . With euery writers penne pursued , dispraised still am I : The foulest foule I counted am , of all the foules that fly . Yet for the sence of smellyng sure , no foule surpasse me can : The Lion , Libarde , Egle , I surmount , and also man .
The Partridge . EMong all other birds , moste mestfull birde am I : Emong all fethered foules , I first complaine and crie . All in the night bothe g●●nes and snares , are laied poore soule for me : Man spares no paine , but labours still that I maie taken bee , Wouldst knowe the cause why I am sought , of euery Fouler sly ? The cause is this , emong all birds , the finest fleshe haue I. Thou seest the craftie carren Crowe , Is neuer cared for : Because his fleshe is fulsome vile , all men doe hym abhorre . But I am soft and delicate , and therefore me they gette ▪ And for a princely dishe am I , before greate princes sette .
The Sparrowe . THe fethered Sparrowe ca●d am I , in swet● and plaasaunt spryng I greatly doe delight , for then I chitter , chirpe , and syng . I take delight in garnisht groues to seke my liuyng still : And though but little birde I am , yet syng I swete and shrill . Now thou that greate and mightie art , despise and set not light By little ones : small ones oftymes subdue the greate of might .
NICOLAVS BARTHOLOMAEVS LOCHIENSIS .
Of a dronkard goyng home from the Tauerne . A Drunkarde drinkyng all the daie , At night did homward take his way : The drinke his bladder burdened so , That he must let his water goe . Thereby he leande hym to the wall , By chaunce a showre as then did fall : He throughly drunke , and tipled well , Did deme he piste the raine that ●elt : His mate that with hym then did go , ( Muche musyng why he tarried so ) Askt hym toth wall he did cleaue . And saied , wilt neuer pissyng leaue ? ( Quoth he ) so long as God shall please , I here must pisse , and take myne ease .
To one hauyng a verie red nose . IF thou didst plie the potte no more , then thou doest plye thy booke : Then would not nose of thyne so redde and firie flamyng looke .
HIERONYMVS BALBVS .
To Guido . IN signe of trustie frendship true , my Guido trustie frende : Bothe Verses fine , and apples fine , vnto vs thou didst sende . As apples fine delight the mouthe , so Verses please the minde : The firste in taste , the seconde graeft , moste pleasaunt we did finde . Thy apples passe the glisteryng golde ▪ thy Verses pearles excell : Thy guifts from either golde , or pearle , quight beare awaie the bell . Not better apples then were thine , might kyng Alcinous sende : And Verses thyne so excellent , God Clarius might not mende .
To Marianus . THou enemie to muses nine , thou foe to learned dames : How darst thou Poets pure dispise , and seeke to foyle their fames ? Orpheus Poet excellent , with song and sugred voice : Could tame the hellishe hounde , and make bothe stones and beasts reioyce . Arion fingeryng fine his Harpe , with cunnyng skilfull hande : Was by a Dolphin saued from seas , and brought vnto the lande . Amphion by his eloquence and sugred speaches milde : Brought to a ciuell forme of life , rude barbarous people wilde . Now if so thou procede and speake , gainst Poets that excell : More harde art thou then ragged stones , and beasts in woods that dwell .
ERASMVS IN HIS CHILIADES .
Of a sheepe that fostered a woolfe . WIth milke of myne I fed a woolfe , not of mine owne accorde , ( But therto forst : ) for woolues you knowe , of sheep are still abhord . When I had brought hym life , at last my life he reft from mee : Lo , for no guifts nor benifites , may nature chaunged be .
Againe of the same . WIth milke of mine owne , a woolfe I did feed , compelled thereto of my sheppard indeed : When long I had fed hym , by hym I was spilt , lo naught wil be naught , say & do what thou wilt .
Best neuer to be borne . WHat path list you to treade ? what trade will you assay ? The courts of plea by braull and bate , driue gentle peace away . In house for wife and child , there is but carke and care : With toile and trauell enough , in feeldes we vse to fare . Vppon the Seas lyes dread : the riche in forren land Doe feare the losse , and there the poore like misers poorely stand . Strife with a wife , without your thrift full hard to see : Yong brats a trouble , none at all a mayme it seemes to be . Youth fond , age hath no hart , and pincheth all to nye : Choose then the leifer of these two no life , or sone to dye .
Metrodorus minde to the contrary . WHat race of life run you ? what trade will you assay ? In Court is glory got , and wit encreaseth daie by daie . At home we take our ease , and beake our selues in rest : The feilds our nature doth refresh with pleasures of the best . On seas great gaine is got : the straunger , he shal be Esteemed hauyng much , if not none knowes his lack but he . A wife will trim thy house , no wife then art thou free : Brood is a louely thyng , without thy life is loose to thee . Yong blods be strong , old syres in double honour dwell : Do way the choyse , no life , or soone to die , for all is well .
STROZA .
Of Scaurus , a riche man and couetous . SCaurus hath sundrie villages , rich farmes and manners braue : Muche lande , fat Oxen , store of coine : he hath what he can haue . Yet still he scrapes with tooth and naile , more , still he doth desire : With carkyng caryng couetousnes , his mynde is set on fire . Fabritius better liues then he , a poore contented wight : Whom nether greedy gatheryng , nor vsury doth delight .
ANTONIVS MVRETVS .
Against Venus . IF Venus , ( as the liyng route of bablyng Poets sing ) If she out of the surgyng seas and weltring waues did spring . How can this come to passe , that she should burne that so was borne ? By flanckeryng flame of firie loue , to cinders men are worne . Ah , gripyng greefe : what hopst thou for poore Louer seely wretch ? Thou from the midst of flowyng streames , hot scaldyng fire dost fetche .
To Margaris . WHen so it raines , and Phoebus rayes are couered all with cloudes : Then euery thyng remainyng sad , in silence pensiue shroudes . Therefore muse not my Margaris , though sad thou dost mee see : Behold mine eyes raine teares , and thou my sonne art gone from mee .
To Corellius . A Baker , Butcher and a Baude , a Cobler and a Cooke , Thou art : a Marchant , Lawier to well skilled in thy booke . All these Corellius though thou be , yet poore thou art perdy : And none in all the cittie liues , like thee in miserie . How can this be be Corellius ? I muse and maruell to , When as thou canst so many thinges , Yet nothyng canst thou doe .
Of Pontilianus . WHen flamyng Phoebus with his heat , doth cause the ground to chinke , Straight wayes Pontilian thirstie cries , boy hither hie with drinke . When so it raines , lo now saith he , God warnes vs to carowse : Which all aboute the ground doth so with sleet and showers souse . So gullyng thus , in sunne nor showers his drinke is not forgot : And somwhat still he hath to say , why he should tosse the pot .
AVSONIVS .
An exhortation vnto modestie . MEn say , that Kyng Agathocles once fed in potters plate : And charged ofte with Samian claie , his Tables where he sate . Mong which his chargers all of Golde , he serued in would see : And so together he would minge , his pride and pouertee . Whereof this cause he gaue . Lo I possessyng princely place Of Cicil : late was sonne vnto a Potter poore and base . Learne hence your roomes to reuerence ye that clime to honour fast , And begger brought to honours seate , remember what thou wast .
Of the Picture of Rufus , a vaine Rhethorician . THe Rhethoricians statue this , that Rufus had to name : Looke euen what Rufus was hymselfe , this Image is the same . Tongles and witles , cold and deafe , a stone that can not see : A Rufus right : one difference yet , more soft was Rufus he .
Of a woman that would haue poysoned her husbande . A Wife , a wicked woman that a noughtie life did liue , Vnto her iealous husband did foule filthy poyson giue . She demyng that alone , not of sufficient force to be To rid hym quicklie : longing sore his quick dispatche to see , Quickesiluer with the poyson mings , demyng of both the force , Would quickly bring hym to his graue , and make hym soone a corse . These parted , poyson strong do make , ( What man the same would think ) But put together they preserue , Who so thereof doth drinke . Now while together twixt themselues , these poysons both doe striue : He voyds from hym the deadly bane , and so remaines aliue : What care both God on earthly soules ? he dead reuiueth man . And when the fates will haue it so , two poysons proffit can .
To one that painted Eccho . THou wiltles wight , what meanes this mad intent , To draw my face and forme , vnknowne to thee ? What meanst thou so for to molesten mee ? Whom neuer eye beheld , nor man could see . Daughter to talkyng tongue , and ayre am I , My mother nothyng is when thinges are wayde , I am a voyce without the bodies ayde . When all the tale is tolde and sentence saide , Then I recite the latter ende afreshe , In mockyng sort and counterfayting wise : Within your eares my chefest harbour lies , There doe I wonne , not seen with mortall eyes . And more to tell and farther to proceede , I Eccho hight of men below in ground : If thou wilt draw my counterfet indeede , Then must thou paint ( O Painter ) but a sound .
An Epitaphe of Anitia . THe thynges that many yeres , can scantly bryng about , Anitia hath accomplisht , yet not fullie twentie out . An infante she hath suckt , a maide she quickly fell in loue : She linkt , conceiude , brought forth , & did the pangs of child-birthe proue , And made a mother , now at laste , death hence did her remoue . Who rightly can the fates accuse ? she liued hath the yeres , Eche ages function to performe , as plaine by proofe apperes .
Of a Hare taken by a Dog-fishe . THe sentyng hounds pursude , the hastie Hare of foote : The selie beast to scape the Dogges , did iumpe vppon a roote : The rotten scrag it burste , from cliffe to Seas he fell : Then cride the Hare , vnhappie me , for now perceiue I well Bothe lande and sea pursue , and hate the hurtlesse Hare : And eke the dogged skie alofte , if so the dog be theare .
Of Miron an old dottrell , that would haue lyen with Lais. OLd Mi●on , Lais wanton wenche to lye with hym , besought : Fine Lais she , did put hym backe and set his sute at nought . He knowyng sure it was his age , that she did so dispise : His hoarie head ( all ouer straght ) with blackyng darke he dies . And so with wonted visage he , but not with wonted heare For to renue his wonted sute , goes to his Lays deare . But she comparyng head of his and face together well : Perchaunce this same is Miron myne quoth she : I can not tell . So she ( vncertaine what he was ) disposde to sport and plaie : In daliyng wise thus gan she speake and to her louer saie : Why foolishe fellowe fonde quoth she , why doest thou this require ? The thyng thou doest demaunde of me , I earst denied thy sire .
Translated out of twoo Greeke authors : Plato and Scatilius . A Wretched caitiffe , in dispaire . went foorth with throtlyng corde To make awaie hymself : by hap he founde a golden hoarde : He ioyfull t was his happie chaunce , this hidden hoarde to finde : Forsooke his purpose , tooke the gold and left the rope behinde . The owner when he came , and sawe from thence his ruddocks refte : For sorrowe hunge hym self with rope , that there behinde was lefte .
Of Venus in armour . DAme Pallas Ladie Venus vewde , clad braue in armour bright : Let Paris iudge ( come on quoth she ) together let vs fight . See , see , quoth Venus how she brags : a proude disdainfull dame : Thou knowst I smocklesse conquerd thee , peace Pallas , fie for shame .
The same otherwise . IN compleate Pallas sawe , the Ladie Venus stande : Who saied , let Paris now be Iudge , encounter we with hande . Replide the Goddesse : what ? skornste thou in armour me : That naked erst in Ida mount , so foild and conquerd thee ?
Of the picture of Rufus a vaine Rhethoritian , of whom there is an Epigram before . THis Rufe his Table is , can nothyng be more true : If Rufus holde his peace , this peece and he are one to vewe .
Of the picture of the same Rufus . WIth visage faire , that can not speake , wouldst knowe what one I am ? I Marrie : I am Rufus he the Rhethoritian . What , can not Rufus speake hym self ? he can not : tell me why ? The Image of this Image , for he is hym self perdie .
Of the Table wherein Rufus was painted . THe portrature of Rufe this is , whiche here you see : Muche like the same in deede : hym self but where is he ? Hym self in stately chaire is plast : what doeth he there ? Naught els but what you see hym doe in Table here .
Of the picture of kyng Craesus , translated out of the first booke of Greke Epigrams . THy picture Craesus kyng that didst for riches all excell : Vnciuill rude Diogines behelde beneth in hell . And vewyng it aloofe , he laught as though his harte would breake : At laste ( when he had laught his fill , ) he thus began to speake . O foolishe Craesus , what auailes now all thy paultrie pelfe ? Sith now thou poorer art , then poore Diogines hym self . For what was myne I bare with me , when selie Craesus poore Thou penilesse didst packe from hence , for all thy hugy store .
Of the drinke DODRA : Which is made of nine thinges . I Dodra hight : How so ? nine thinges do go to makyng mine : Which they ? ioyce , water , hony bread , spice , hearbes , salt , oyle and wine .
Against two sisters of diuers conditions . WE muse and maruell Delia muche , ( and that with cause ) to see That there suche difference is betwixt , thy sister she and thee . She chaste doth seeme ( vnchaste indeede ) because of her araie : Thou chast indeede , dost seeme vnchast , for garments thine so gay . Though thou be spotles pure in life , thoug she haue honest weedes : Yet garments thyne dishonest thee , and her her noughtie deedes .
Of a sluggard . THe luske in health is worser farre , then he that keepes his bed : T is twise so much that he deuoures of beare , of beafe and bread .
Of the riche and poore man . HE is not riche which plenty doth posces : Ne is he poore , that nothing hath at all : And of them both the pooremans nede is lesse , as by the sequel proued see you shal . The riche of Precious stones doth stande in neede : the poore of graine to helpe hym in distres : So sith the poore & riche both want , indeede of both their nedes that poremans nede is lesse .
Of his deare deceased . THree graces fayre there were : but while my Lesbia did remaine Foure were there : and now she is gone , there are but three agayne .
MICHAEL TARCHAMOTA MARVLLVS .
To Neaera . MY sweete , you aske what life I liue : Euen suche a life as you me giue , Distressed , dolefull , barde from reste , As bad as well can be expreste : This is the life for certaintee , That you my deare doe giue to me . You doe demaunde my deare beside , What mates a daies with me abide : Cares , sicknesse pale , and greef of harte , Paine , twitching throwes , & scalding smart , Sighes , sobbes , and teares , and great vnrest , As bad , as well can be exprest . Companions these and mates of mine , These you my deare to me assine .
ANDREAS DACTIVS .
Of hym self , and his frende . LIke as the bough doeth bud and branche ▪ knit to his bodie faste : And pluckt awaie , doeth sone decaie , drie , wither , dye and waste . Euen so by thee I stande , or fall , I liue or dye by thee : For vnto thee I am the bough , and thou the stocke to me .
IOANNIS BAPTISTA PIGNA .
Of Naijs . WHen as the Sunne doeth shine , if Naijs hide her face : Then Phoebus dies , and all the feelds lament in dolefull cace . When as the Sunne doeth shroude , if Naijs faire appere , Then darknesse dies , and all the feelds reioyce with gladsome chere .
CAELIVS RHODIGINVS .
How a man should prepare to dye . GOod ende if thou desire , then well to liue thy self applie : A happie life if thou desire , remember still to die .
Piscarius his Epitaphe . WHo vnder this same Marble colde , engraued lyes expresse ? A Fisher greate , in warre a Mars , and one that loued peace . What caught he fishe declare me ? no. what then I praie thee tell ? Townes , cities , kingdoms , kings themselues haught , stoute , that did excell . How caught this Fisher these , declare by what deuised netts ? By counsell deepe , by courage greate , by strength that all thyngs getts . Who conquerd this stout Duke at last ? Mars , Mors , twoo Gods of might : What was the cause that them constrainde ? vile enuious hellishe spight . They hurte hym nought , for still doeth liue his fame and glorie bright : Whiche is of force , bothe Mars and Mors , and all to put to flight .
GEORGIVS SABINVS .
Of the discorde of Princes . TWo thrushes falne at variaunce together feirce do fight : Eache seekes the other for to foyle by strugling , strength , and might . The Hawke ( their cruell enimie ) beholdyng them at square : In cruell clutches caught them both and them to peaces tare . So christian princes while they be betwene themselues at bate , In comes the tyrant Turke , their fo , and spoyles them of their state .
To a Lasse , lamentyng of her mother the losse . IN wayling the departure , of thy louyng mother deere : In ragyng sort why dost thou rend and hale from head thyne heare ? O spare thy locks ( thou lewde ) and cease to pull thy pace : Dost thinke by baldnes pilde , thy dolor to abate ?
Of a Painter : A pleasant and mery iest . A Painter once ( that was a Zeuxis for his skill ) Had children foule , deformed , blacke and of complexion ill . His wife spake to hym thus in sport , vpon a certen tyme : Why dost thou plant so naughtly tell , and paint so fayre and fine ? O wife ( quoth he ) you knowe I plant in darkenes all the night : But paint I doe when Phoebus raies do cast a radiant light .
A mery iest of a scattergood . WHat tyme a certen skattergood , within his gates by night Did entryng see a pilfring knaue , somethyng to steale and pike . Thou art besnerd here in the night , to looke for ought ( quoth he ) For I my selfe when Phoebus bright doth shine , can nothyng see .
A Iest of a Iester . A Scoffer fine was wont somtime , in iest to euery wight : Still to rehearse Menalcas verse , ( of whom doth Maro write . ) I le make that none with talkyng tongue , henceforth thou shalt abuse : This verse of Vergil still in sport , and Iestyng he would vse . But so it chaunced at the last , for many a knauishe parte : He was compeld by throtlyng cord , of death to byde the smart . And brought to place where he should bide , the pinching pangs of death : The halter tide , the hangman horst prepard to stop his breath . The hangman puttyng ore his head , the halter as they vse : Said : I le make that none by talkyng tongue hencefoorth thou shalt abuse .
ANGERIANVS .
To the Rose . THou Rose so faire doest quickly fade , so forme fades quickly sure : Then thou faire Rose , & beautie braue a like tyme doe endure .
To his Image . MY portrature so liuely wrought , tell me who fashioned thee ? How passyng right resemblest thou , the countenaunce of me . Thou lookest pale , pale eke looke I : thou blinde , I also blinde : ( Aye me ) no mynde hast thou at all , I likewise haue no minde . No life hast thou , no life haue I : thou dumbe canst nothyng speake , ( Aye me ) my tongue ne talkes at all , I dumbe and speachlesse eake . No harte doeth harber in thy breast , I hartlesse am againe : Thou bidest vnaccompanied , so likewise I remaine : Of fadyng paper thou compacte , that quickly doeth decaie : My bodie eke but brittle barke , vnstedfast still doeth staie . Thou as a shadowe of my corps , enduerst but little tyme : A fadyng shadowe followes still likewise the corps of myne . Thou feble , sone doest fade and faile : long maie not I remaine : To duste and pouder thou must packe , and so must I againe . Bothe like as like maie be , but thou livst merrier farre then I : Thou livst and lovste not , loue makes me a wretche to liue perdie .
Of his loue Caelia . THe fire doeth tame the iron harde , harde flinte the waters pearce : Warme bloud doeth breake the Adamant , as sundrie bookes rehearse : But she whom I doe serue ( more harde : then these repeted three ) Then Iron , Flint , or Adamant , more rockie harde is she . For ne my fire that burnes in breast , ne teares from eyes that fall , Nor spinnyng bloud from sanguine vaines , maie make her rue her thrall .
Of Ioue . A Swanne , a Bull , a Satyre wood , and golde , was Ioue aboue : For L for E. for A. and D. with whom he was in loue .
To the Reader . ALthough not thee , I please my self , thou reader maiest be gone : Sufficient if the writers woorkes , doe please hym self alone .
Of hym self . THou laughst , thou lowrst ( both glad & sad ) thou bothe doest rest , and raynge : Suche is the life a louer leads , thou lovste , t is nothyng straynge .
IOANNES SECVNDVS .
Three Euills . WHiche are three ills that mischefe men , to know dost thou desire ? Haue here in few my frend exprest , the Fem , the Flud , the Fire . The riche old man , of hym selfe . WHen yong I was , then poore I was ▪ now in my latter dayes , With riches I abound : ( ay mee ) vnhappie wretche both wayes . When as I knewe some vse of goods , I wanted euermore : And now I know no vse of goods , of goods I haue great store .
Of a Dwarfe . A Dwarfe vppon a Pismyers backe did get hym vp to ride : He deemd a tamed Oliphante he did as then bestride . But while he did aduaunce hym selfe to bolde vppon his backe , He tumbled downe , and had a fall that made his guts crie quacke . When as the Dwarfe was thus vnhorst , each laught , both great and small : Why laugh you masters quoth the dwarfe ? what ? Phaëton had a fall .
Loue is vncurable . AN hearb is found each hurte to helpe : all soares haue salues we see : Alone the wound that Cupid giues can neuer cured be .
SIMON VALLAMBERTVS AVALON .
To a couetous old Carle . ALthough thy horie siluer heares , as white as Lillies showe : Although thou Pylius passe in yeares , that liued long ago : Although the teeth ( whiche thou hast bought ) nor crust can eate nor crumme : Although vnto the brinke thou art of Stygian boate now come : Yet naytheles whole Coffers cramd with coine , thou still dost craue : And bags byg bolne with mony muche thou still desirst to haue . O dotyng sire , these heapes of coine requires not Charon fell : One silly pennie for his fare contenteth Charon well .
Of Codrus . INto a princely Pallace proude ( built braue with Marble stone ) With ragged tattered torne attire poore Codrus would haue gonne . So nakt ( quoth one ) ye come not here : quoth Codrus no , and why ? The gods are nakt , and none but nakt must go to heauen perdie .
To Pansophus . THough Pansophus thou pleasest none no maruell t is , and why ? Thou pleasest ouermuch thy selfe proud Pansophus perdy .
To a Niggarde . ALL thyng is dere thou saist , wine , vittayl , corne , and graine : Yet miser vile well stored thou with all thyng dost remaine . So thou to no man deere , selst deere vnto the poore : Alacke thou saist all things are deere , deere must I sell therefore . Ah , sell thou miser as thou maist and shunne thou Vsury : Charus . So shalt thou be to all men deere Carus . and dere to none perdie .
To a backbiter that was balde . BAldsconse , I nothyng haue vnto thee for to say : But sure I laude thy locks which are gone from thy hed away .
To Achilles Combanus . BRight Glory rayngyng here and there , to seeke the shinyng bowre Where Vertue dwelt , hapt on thy house , of Vertue fragrant flower . And so when Glory did perceaue , that Vertue dwelt with thee : Here will I rest ( quoth he ) thy guest , I will Combanus be .
OVT OF GREEK EPIGRAMMES .
How to vse riches . VSe riches those thou haste , as though thou shouldest die : Again as though thou shouldest liue , thy goods spende sparynglie . A prudent man is he , whiche this consideyng well : Doeth still obserue and keepe the meane , whiche all thyng doeth excell .
Against riot . GReate store of houses for to builde , greate store of men to feede : To come to pinyng penurie , the verie pathe in deede .
Mannes miserie . I Wept when I was borne , and now at point of death I likewise weepe , and weepe I shall while bodie beareth breath . O wretched mortall man , weake , wofull , pensiue , sad : Come life or death ( thou livst a wretche ) no comfort to be had .
Wiuyng twise . HIs first wife dedde ( and laied in graue ) who doeth a seconde take : To trie the seas againe , hym self a shipman he doeth make .
Wedlocke . VIrginitie surpasseth : yet if all should virgines be , Our life were vaine , and none for to succede vs should we see . Take therefore thou a wife , and when that thou doest dye Leaue to the worlde and thee an heire , and shunne adulterie .
Of a Thracian lad . A Thracian boye well tipled all the daie , Vpon a frozen ●pring did sport and plaie : The slipper Ice with hefte of bodies swaie , On sodaine brake , and swapt his hed awaie : That swam alofte , belowe the carkas laie . The mother came and bare the heade awaie : When she did burie it , thus gan she saie , This brought I forth in flame his heirce to haue , The rest amids the flood to find a graue .
Pittie and compassion . A Fisher fishyng on the shore , with anglyng pole in hande : By hap a dedmans drowned scalpe , drue vp vnto the lande : With drerie looke when long he had behelde the sconse he founde , ( With pittie prickt ) he tooke it vp to graue it in the grounde . By Diggyng deepe it was his hap , a hoorde of golde to finde : Lo neuer vnrequited goes , compassion curtuous kinde .
To Orestes preparyng to kill his mother . WHere shovst thou in thy swoorde● through panche , or pap so tender soft ? The bellic bredde and brought thee forthe , the pappe did feede thee oft .
A prouerbe . BEtwene thy vpper lip , and of the cup the brinke : Doe many thyngs fall out , the whiche thou wouldst not thinke .
How death is hastened . WHoso he be that lothyng life , desireth soone to die : Three things must folowe ( which are these ) Baines , wine , and Venerie ,
Three thynges bothe hurt and helpe . BAines , women , wine : these three doe shorten life certaine : Baines , women , wine : these three doe lengthen life againe .
Nothyng hid from God . THou Caitiffe though thou doe conceale , thy crimes from men belowe : Yet them to God thou must reueale , whether thou wilt or no.
Fayned frendship . NOt he so muche annoyes and hurtes that saies I am thy foe : As he that beares a hatefull harte , and is a frende to showe . Warnde of my foe , I shunne my foe : but how should I take heede Of hym that faines hymself my frende , when as he hates in deede ? Moste sure a wretched foe is he , whiche frendship firme doeth faine : And sekes by all the shifts he can , his frende to put to paine .
To muche brynges lothsomnesse . TO muche of any thyng is naught : yea alwaies proue you shall That to muche euen of hunny hurts , and bitter seemes as gall .
Against stepdames . TO decke his stepdames tombe with flowers and garlandes , comes the sonne : Sure thinkyng now ( that with her life ) her hatred had been doon . The tombe downe totteryng on hym falles , and killes hym by and by : Loe liuelesse toumbs of stepdames curst , learne cankred crueltie .
Of the contempt of Fortune . MY restyng rode is founde , vaine hope and hap adue : Loute whom you liste with chaunge , Death shall me rid from you .
A controuersie betwene Fortune and Venus . WHile Fisher fisht at waters side , for fishe that there did swim : A riche mans daughter hym behelde , and fell in loue with hym . So that she linkt with hym to liue , now he that was before Base , barren , bare , and beggarlike , doeth now abounde with store . Dame Fortue by smilyng gan saie , I praie you whiche of vs Now mistres Venus ( you or I ) was cause this hapned thus .
Otherwise WHile Fisher caste his line , the houeryng fishe to hooke : By hap a riche mans daughter on the Fisher caste her looke . She fride with franticke loue , thei married eke at last : Thus Fisher was from lowe estate , in top of treasure plast . Stoode Fortune by , and smilde : how saie you ( dame ) quoth she , To Venus ? was this conquest yours , or is it due to me ?
The seuen sages names , saiynges , and countryes , in seuen verses . THe Cittyes 7. whereas the 7. wise masters rare Were borne , their names , and saiyngs 7.7 . verses shall declare . Cleobulus of Lindia said , a meane doth all excell . Wise Pittacus of Mittelen , said , measure beares the bell . Chilon of Lacedemon said , take heede thy selfe to know . Of Corinth Periander said , to anger be thou slowe . Sage Solon the Athenian said , for ay respect the ende . Wise Thales of Milesium said , nought promise to thy frende . Last , Bias of Priaenium said , all thinges to mischefe bende .
The report of the multitude not to be regarded . SOlace and comfort thou thy selfe : nought peoples talke esteeme : One man deemes well of thee , of thee an other ill doth deeme .
Or thus . SOlace and comfort thou thy selfe , care nought what people prattle : This man talkes well with thee , that man against thee still doth tattle .
Of a foole . THe friskyng flees that feed on ●leshe by night , a foole in bed , did trouble , twinge & bite : The foole put out the candle : nay ( quoth he ) I le matche ye , now no more you shall me see .
Of a foolish Astronomer . WHile Thales looked round about , to vew the starres in skie , He hedlong fell into a ditche : and there did grouelyng lye . A beldam commyng after hym beheld hym how he fell , A countrie wife that went to fetche faire water at a well . When as she came vnto the ditche where lurden like he lay She mockt hym : and with tremblyng voyce she thus began to say . Fie foolish fealow as thou art , why dost thou vew the skie ? Why staarst on Starres that stately stand and letst mean matters ●ye ? The fates of other men to showe I deeme thee farre vnmeete , When buzzard blynd thou canst not see what is before thy feete .
When Women profite . ALthough all women kinde be nought , yet two good dayes hath she : Her marriage day , and day of death when all she leaues to thee .
Of Castors Nose . WHen Castor diggs , a spade his Nose is vnto hym : A Trumpet when he sleepes : a Sithe and Sickletrim When as he gathers grapes : an Anker when he sailes : A Culter when he plowes that cuts and neuer failes : When as he taketh fishe a fishhooke all the while : And when he would haue fleshe his Nose a fleshhooke vile : When as he graues in wood , a grauyng knife : and when He prunes and dresseth trees a graffyng knife as then : A chipaxe , looke when as the Carpenter he plaies : A passyng picklock , when to open lockes he saies . And what so Castor doth , he can not misse his snoute : His nose must be the toole , his woorke to bryng aboute .
Of a foule wife . THe wretche that married hath , a dowd , an ougly dame : Shall still haue night , though day be bright , and firie Phoebus flame .
To one , hauyng a long nose . STand with thy snoute against the sunne , and open wide thy chaps : And by thy teeth we shall decerne , what t is a clocke , perhaps .
Of a deaf Iudge , a deaf plaintife , and a deaf defendant . BY hap a man that could not heare that borne was deafe by kinde , Another cited to the court , much like hymselfe to finde , Whose hearyng sense was quight bereft : the Iudge that of the case Should giue his verdit , was as deafe as deafest in the place . To court they came : the plaintiffe praid to haue his vnpaied rent : Defendant said , in grindyng I this werie night haue spent . The Iudge beheld them both awhile , is this ( at last quoth he ) Of all your sturred strife the cause ? you both her children be . And therefore her to helpe and ayde looke that you both agree .
Of Marcus a sluggard . MArcus a sluggard slepyng , dreamd a long race that he rund : For feare he so should dreame againe , long after slepe he shund .
Against one very deformed . TO paint the minde t is counted hard , the corps to paint t is light : But now in thee so foule deformd , it falles contrarie quight . For nature thine doth plaine bewraie , the manners of thy mynde : And therefore how thy mynde is bent , but easie t is to finde . But now thy foule misshapen limmes , how may they painted be ? And portraid out ? when euery man doth loth to looke on thee .
Against a drunkerd . WIth sweet perfumes , & flowers , my graue doe you not gratifie : Wine , fires , vppon a stone to spend , t is cost in vaine perdie . Aliue giue you mee these , not dead : with ashes wine to minge , What is it morter but to make , not wine to mee to bringe .
Of drunkennesse . LIke men we still are meeke , at night , when we haue typled well : But when we rise at morne at hurst , then are we fearce and fell .
Otherwise . AT night when ale is in , like frends we part to bed : In morrowe graie when ale is out , then hatred is in head .
Againe of the same . MEn hauyng quaft , are frendly ouernight : In dawning , drie , A man to man a sprite .
Against a miser . ALL call thee riche , I call thee poore , goods make not riche perdie : This prudent Apollophanes , could tell as well as I. If thou thy riches vse thy self , thy riches thyne are then : But if thou saue them for thyne heire , thei are for other men .
Of Chrisalus couetous . RIche Chrisalus at point of death , doeth mourne , complaine and crie : Was neuer man as he so lothe , to leaue his life and die . Not for because he dies hymself , his death he doeth not force : But that his graue must cost a grote , to shroude his carrion corse .
Of a riche miser . A Misers mynde thou haste , thou hast a princes pelfe : Whiche makes thee wealthie to thine heire , a beggar to thy self .
Of Aulus , Auarus . RIche Aulus countyng what a charge , his daughter was to hym : Did throwe her in the sea , to see where she could sincke or swim .
The same otherwise . AVlus daughter twentie shillings charge , eche yere was vnto hym : He drownde her : askt wherefore : he saied she would vndoe hym .
Of Asclepiades , a greedie carle . ASclepiad that gredie carle , by fortune founde a Mouse : ( As he about his lodgyng lookt ) within his niggishe house . The chidyng chuffe began to chafe , and ( sparefull of his chere : ) Demaunded of the selie beast , and saied , what makst thou here ? You neede not stande in feare ( good frende ) the smilyng Mouse replide : I come not to deuour your cates , but in your house to bide .
A long beard makes not a Philosopher . IF so a long downe danglyng beard , doe make a prudent man : The bearded beast that hights the Gote , maie bee a Plato than .
To one lame and loutishe . THy lyms are lame , so is thy mynde : thy outward forme bewraies Thy properties , how inwardly thou art disposde alwaies .
Cassander his Epitaphe . SIth that a mortall borne thou art , in daunger still to die : Accompt of naught as though thou shouldst , liue here continuallie . For all must packe : of slipperie life , vncertaine is the staie , Death will vs by the shoulders shake , no helpe , we must obaye . Cassander here lies refte of life , faste grasped in his graue : Yet for his wisedome he deservde , for euer life to haue .
Timocritus his Epitaphe . TImocritus a warriar stoute , Loe , lies engraued here : Mars spares not valiaunt champions stoute , But dastards that doe feare .
Aristomenes . THou messenger to Ioue on high , thou Egle swift of flight : On Aristomenes his toumbe , declare why doest thou light ? By this I giue to vnderstande , that as all birds I passe : So he did all men farre surmount , while here a liue he was . The fearfull Doues doe haunt the toombes whiche hartlesse dastards hide : But where are buried champions bolde , I loue for to abide .
Calimachus . THe frounyng fates haue taken hence Calimachus , a childe Fiue yeres of age : ah well is he from cruell care exilde : What though he livd but little tyme , waile nought for that at all : For as his yeres not many were , so were his troubles small .
Olde age longed for , yet lothed . EChe one doeth seeke and wishe for age , all while it is awaie : And fewe doe come for to be olde , whiche for olde age doe praie . When age yet comes , eche doeth ●t lothe , and all doe it detest : So still we lothe our present state , deming the absent best .
Death euerywhere . HEre buried lies a Mariner : and here a Corridon : So on the sea , and one the lande , death riddeth , all is one .
It matters not where a man dye . IT makes no matter where thou die : the waie to heauen on hie From euery countrey is a like , be it farre of , or nie .
Liuyng on the Seas . SHunne thou the seas , whiche brede vnease , and quiet liue on lande : If thou desire in happie healthe , to florishe long and stande . Long life the lande doeth alwaies lende , the seas make shorte our yeres : Vpon the seas are seldome seen , olde men with hoarie heares .
Of Diogenes . A Sachell and a staiyng staffe , an homelie mantell : these Were acceptable to the life , of wise Diogenes .
Opinion . GReate force in thyngs Opinion hath , thou curteous art in deede : What then ? if otherwise men thinke , they surely will thee speede , As once the men of Crete vnkinde , did Philolaus slaie : Because they falsly demde and thought , he would the tyraunt plaie .
Epictetus . MY name did Epictetus hight , a bonde-man borne was I : In bodie lame , as Irus poore , a frende to Gods on hie .
To Gabriel . A Painter painted Phaëton , he painted eke the Sunne : But no light could the Painter paint , when all was made and doon . Like so renouned Gabriel , a Painter painted trim Thy face and visage , but thy mynde could not be made by hym .
Myrons Cowe . THe Cowe of brasse that Myron made , ( by arte and cunnyng skill ) If entrailes she had had , she would haue loowde bothe loude and shrill .
Venus to Praxiteles . KYng Priams sonne , Anchises eke , with my Adonis dere Behelde me nakt , these onely three : Praxiteles but where ?
Of Venus in armour . WHy hast thou Venus tell , God Mars his armour on ? Suche boisterous stuffe why doest thou put , thy tender corps vppon ? Mars mightie thou dydst conquer quight , starke naked , stripped cleane : To come to men , thus armed then , I muse what doest thou meane .
Of Cinyras a Fisher . VNto the Nimphes olde Cinyras , hath dedicate his Nette : To beate the brookes and firke the fishe , old age now doeth hym lette . Wherefore you fishes sport your selues , and through the waters skimme : For now that Cinyras is doone , you safe in seas maie swimme .
Biton . BIton all vnderneth this tree , three guiftes doeth offer here : To Pan a Goate , flowees to the Nimphes , to Bacchus God a spere . Ye Gods accept them thankfullie . and make to prospere still His cattell Pan , his waters Nimphes , Bacchus his grounde to till .
Of Alcon an Archer . A Sire that Alcon hight , behelde his sonne embrast Of Serpent readie to bee rent : he tooke his bowe in hast , And shotte with cunnyng skill so straite , that he the Serpent kilde : And savde his selie childe , whiche els the scrawlyng Snake had spilde . Thus when the Snake was slaine , his sonne eke saued from annoye : He hunge his quiuer on a bough , reuivde with double ioye .
Timon his Epitaphe . MY wretched caitiffe daies , Expired now and past : My carren corps entered here , Is graspt in grounde : In weltryng waues of swellyng seas by sourges caste : My name if thou desire , the Gods thee doe confounde .
THEODORVS BEZA VEZELIVS .
An Epitaphe vppon the death of William Budaeus , an excellent learned man of our tyme , who died at Paris in Fraunce . Anno. M. D.XL.XII . Cal. Septemb. BVaeVS onely one alone , ( of wondrous arte and skill ) Hath made the earth , the heauens , & men beholden to hym still . To haughtie heauens he hath bequethd his soule : his corps to ground : And vnto vs he hath bequethd his worthy workes profound . So poore from hence he did depart , for naught he left hymselfe : But better far this pouertie perdie , then wordly pelfe ,
An other Epitaphe of the same Budaeus . ALL men bewaild Budaeus death , the ayre did also mone : The brawlyng brookes eke wept , because Budaeus good was gone . So men did waile , that euery where , were papers printed seen Of Verses , Threnes and Epitaphes , full fraught with teares of teene . From ayre so dropt the rayny teares , that shed was euery shower : So that no drop remaynd behind , vppon the earth to powr . So wept the waters , that wheras before were Barges borne : There now might whirling wagons runne : to dust the waues were worne . Now heauen and earth remaines behinde , these two alone except : There nothyng was in all the world , but for Budaeus wept . But sith the heauens posses his soule , ( and still posses it shall ) The earth his corps , what cause haue they , wherefore to weepe at all ?
An Epitaphe vppon the death of Katharina Texea . WHo lieth lodged here belowe , perchaunce thou reader faine wouldst knowe : And I my selfe would gladly tell , but that her name I know not well . And maruell none at all though I , am thereof ignorant perdie : For who most learned are of all , wot not her name what they should call . For if by corps supposd may be her seex , then sure a virgin she : But sure I wot not ponderyng all , how I woman may her call . For why ? nor fear , nor greef , could make her sturdy stomake stoute to quake . She misbehavd her self in nought , she freely spake what so she thought . And when that silence best beseemd , then none then she more silent deemd . She neuer she , held dauncing deere : she neuer deckt nor tuft her heere : She neuer vsed paintyng dye : she neuer vsd to role her eye : No wanton word would she put out : therefore she was a man no dout . Yet sure she was no man I know , I not why I should name her so . Such heauenly hue suche bewty braue , we neuer saw yet man to haue . Both man and woman then was she : nay that agen may no wayes be . I haue already proued this , that she ne man nor woman is . A goddesse then neades must she be , or els a new Mineru● she : And though she be a Lady bright , yet hath she hart and manly might . Yet Pallas crueltie is knowen , eak vice of gods abroad is blowen . Wherefore of force we must suppose , that this same Tomb doth here inclose Such one as euery state did staine : men , women , gods aloft that raigne .
Written vppon the graue of ANTON. PRAT . ( chefe Chaunceler of FRAVNCE ) which was a grosse great Gorbely . A GREAT MAN here engraued lyes .
Of Titus Liuius . FOr Liuie late a Tombe I gan ordaine , what meanest thou Apollo said , refraine : Such maner things become the dead ( que he ) but Liuie liues , and still aliue shal be .
To Cl. Marotus . APelles learned hand , so fine did paint fair Venus Queene : That euery one susposd that he , had Venus vewd and seen . But workes of thine Marotus lewd , of Venus sauour so : That euery one sure deemes , that thou dost all of Venus know .
A present to Truchius and Dampetrus . FIrme fast vnfained faithfull frends , haue vsd ( and vse alway ) Eache one the other to present with guifts on Newyeares day . A Custome Laudable it is , at euery newyeres tyde Old loue with guifts for to renew , that frendship fast may byde . Now sith my Truchius trustie true thou takst me for thy frend : And sith my dere Dampetrus eke his likyng me doth Lend . ( Accordyng vnto auncient guise ) I send vnto you here A present small : and what though small ? yet fit it shall appeare . You both are Poe●s : to you both I verses sende to vew : I verses send in token of the loue I bear to you . Pure loue hath linkt you both in one , and sith you ioyned be : One guift to send vnto you both , it seemed best to mee .
Description of vertue . WHat one art thou thus in torne weed yclad ? Vertue , in price of auncient sages had : Why poorely raid ? for fadyng goods past care : why doble faast ? I mark ech fortunes fare . This bridle what ? minds rages to restraine , tooles why beer you ? I loue to take great paine . Why wings ? I teach aboue the starres to flye , why tread you death ? I onely cannot dye .
Against a maidenly man . FOr to be married yesterdaie , To Churche a gallaunt ietted gaie : His crisped locks wavde all behinde , His tongue did lispe , his visage shinde . His rouyng eyes rolde to and fro , He fiskyng fine did mincyng go : His lippes all painted semed sweete : When as the Priest came them to meete , ( A pleasaunt scouse , though uought of life ) He askt of bothe whiche was the wife ?
Of a Painter , and a Baker . A Painter and a Baker strivde , whiche should the other passe To paint or bake , twixt them to iudge ▪ A Priest ordained was . The Painter spake ( quoth he ) what so the hugy worlde containes , Or what so Nature woorkes , is wrought by Painters arte and paines . ( Quoth Baker ) this is more then that , Christ whiche the worlde did frame The Baker formes in figure fine , that all maie see the same . Quoth Painter then , thou makest Christs , mennes bellies for to fill : Thy Christes are chrusht with crasshing teeth , my woorke continues still . Quoth Baker then , what thou doest paint , doeth no man good in deede : What we doe forme it serues as foode , the hungrie soule to feede . Quoth Painter , Bakers bake their Gods , mennes bellies for to fill : Quoth Baker Painters paint their Gods , for Wormes to gnawe and spill . Then quoth the Iudge , ho ho●la here , sufficient for this tyme : About this waightie thyng to braule , is sure an hainous crime . Bothe to your houses now departe , and still in peace agree : And Painter paint , and Baker bake , your gods to bryng to me .
A sportfull comparison , betwene Poets and Papists . LO here the cause to Francis , why Homerus I compare : Lo here the cause wherefore I thinke , that Monkes like Poets are . Franciscus could not see one whit , and Homer he was blinde : Homerus he was blinde of sight , Franciscus blinde of minde . Franciscus was a begger bare , no bigger Homer was : Bare beggers bothe , their tyme thei did in merrie syngyng passe . Franciscus filde the worlde with lyes , lyes likewise Homer taught : Franciscus by his bretheren , Homer by bookes he wraught . In secret woods and glomie groues , first Poets led their liues : In dampishe denues and desarts ded , Monks livde without their wiues . Eche toune with Munkes was pestered , when woods at last thei left : With Poets euery cittie swarmde , thei could not thence be reft . Still Poets syng : and moppinne Munkes , syng likewise daie and night : And none so muche as thei them selues , doe in their songes delight . Eche Poet hath his wanton wenche , to dandle all the daie : For feare of failyng euery Munke , hath fowre to kepe hym plaie . The Poet laudes ( and likes of life ) full cuppes whiche flowe and swym : The Munke if he his licker lacke , all goes not well with hym . The Poet with his luryng Lu●e , his Sonets syngeth shrill : The Monke with pot fast by his side , his carroles chaunteth still . With diuers Furies bothe are vext : the Poet beares a speare With Iuie deckt : the maskyng Munke a golden crosse doeth beare . The Poets croune is drest with Ba●es , and mirttle braunches braue : White shinyng shitten shauen crounes , the Popishe prelats haue . For fine , to Munke giue Poetrie , to Poet giue the whood : And so thou shalt make bothe of them , right Munkes , and Poets good .
Against stepdames . A Striplyng went with scourge in hande , Whereas the portrature did stande Of stepdame his : in rage anone He fell to beatyng of the stone . The stone downe on hym tattereth , And vnto death hym battereth : Thou sonne in lawe take hede , and see To stepdame thyne , though dead she bee .
An Epitaphe vpon the death of Ihon Caluin , poorely and plainly enterred at Geneua . THe terrour of the Romishe route , doeth lye engraued here : Whose losse all good men waile , of whom the wicked stoode in feare . Of whom euen Vertue fayre her self , might vertue learne : now why So grosly gravde doest reader aske doeth learned CALVIN lye ? While Caluin liude , dame Modestie did hym associate still : And she her self here placed hym , when Death did Caluin kill . O blessed graue that doest enclose , a guest so godlie graue : Thou doest surpasse the Marble toumbs and kynges sepulchers braue .
Againe vppon the death of Ihon Caluin WHile Caluin thou didst liue , aliue I likewise lovd to be : Ay me how I could like of life , to leaue now life with thee . My life I lothe , and yet I loue to liue , alone for this : That I may weep and waill for thee , whom I so sore do misse . Ah Beza liue to wepe and waile , to wepe and waile at full Caluinus Death , ah farewel frend , Adue , now ded and dull . Vntill in sweet Celestiall cost , we bothe shall meet againe In teares , in teen , in mourning mone , shall dolefull Beze remaine .
Martino Luthero , antichristi Romani domitori Trophaeum . ROme conquerd all the world , and Rome the Pope did conquer quight : Rome conquerd al by frollick force , the Pope by subtile slight . But Lerned Luther Champion stoute , how far doth he both twayn Surmount , who with his seely pen to yeld doth both constraine . Now go to Greece , brag til thou burst of stout Alcides thine : Naught is his battering club , compard to Luthers pen deuine .
THOMAS MORVS .
Of an Astrologer , That was a Cuckold . TO thee thou ayrie Prophet , all the starres them selues do show : And do declare what destinies , al men shal haue belowe . But no starres ( though they al things se ) admonishe thee of this , That thy wife doth with euery man , behaue her selfe amisse . Saturnus stands far of , men say that he long since was blinde , And scantly could decern a child and from a stone him finde . Fayr Luna goes with shamfast eye , A virgin naught will see But such thinges as beseme a maid , and lightnes all will flee . Ioue to Europa gaue his hart : To Mars did Venus cleaue : And Mars agayne did Venus serue : Sol would not Daphne leaue His loue : and Mercury did call to minde his Hyrce deer : Hereof it comes to passe , oh thou vnwise Astrologere , That when thy wife delighted is with lusty yonkers loue : Thereof do nothing notifie to thee the s●arres aboue .
Of Beuty . Dilemma . IN faith what beutie braue auailes , at all I nothyng see : If thou be feruent , hot , each doud seemes fayre and fresh to thee : If thou be out of courage , cold , the loueliest lothsum be : In faith what bewty braue auailes , at all I nothyng see .
Against Wiuyng . A Misery to marry still , thus euery one doth say : Thus say they stll , yet wittingly we wiuyng see each day . Yea though one bury sixe , yet he from wiuyng will not staye ,
Againe of wiues . GReefes greuous wiues are vnto men , yet gladsome shall we finde them And louyng : if so leuyng vs , they leaue their goods behind them .
Of a Picture liuely described . SO well this table doth expresse , the countenaunce of thee : As sure it seemes no table , but a glasse thy selfe to see .
O● a Niggard departing this life . RIch Chrysalus at point of death , doth morne , complaine and crie : Was neuer man as he so loth to leaue his life and dye . Not for because he dyes , he cryes , his death he doth not force : This cuttes , his graue must cost a groate . to shrowde his carrin corse .
The difference betwene a King and a Tyrant . BEtwene a Tyraunt and a Kyng , would you the difference haue ? The Kyng each Subiect counts his child ▪ the Tyraunt eache his slaue .
A Tyrant in slepe , naught differeth from a common person . DOst therefore swell and powt with pride ▪ and rear thy snout on hie : Because the crowd doth crouch and couch , wherso thou commest by ? Because the people bonnetles before thee still do stand ? Because the life and death doth lye of diuers in thy hand ? But when that drousie sleepe of thee , hath euery part possest : Tell then where is thy pompe and pride , thy porte and all the rest ? Then snortyng lozzell as thou art , then lyest thou like a block : Or as a carrion corps late dead , as sencelesse as a stock . And if it were not that thou wert , closd vp in walles of stone And fenced round , thy life would be in hands of euery one .
Of a good Prince and an euill . A Good prince what ? the dog that keepes his flocke aye safe in reste , And hunts the Wolfe awaie : an ill ? hym self the rauenyng beaste .
Of a Theef and a Lawier . A Theef ycleped Clepticus , that did from one purloine : Fearyng to be condemde , a pace his Lawier fed with coine . When Lawier his had turnd his bookes , and red bothe night and daie : He hoopt he tolde hym he should scape , if he could run his waie .
A ridiculous pranke of a Priest. A Certaine guest the goblet clenzde from flies , before he dranke : And hauyng drunke , he caste againe the flies in goblet franke . And tolde the cause why so he did , no flies quoth he loue I : But whether you them loue or not , I can not saie perdie .
Of a waterspaniell . A Dog that had a Ducke in mouthe , an other gapt to catche : So loste he that he had , and that whereafter he did snatche . The churlishe chuffe that hath enough , and sekes an others pelfe : Doeth oftentymes , and worthely , lose that he hath hym self .
A Cur by a crib , a couetous miser . THe cur that couchyng kepes the crib , hym self doeth eate no Haie : Ne letts the hungrie horse , that faine thereon would feede and praie . The Carle ( like to the cruell Cur ) that plentie hath of pelfe : Imparts no parte to other men , nor spends vpon hym self .
Of a Beggar , bearyng hym self for a Phisition . YOu Medicus your self doe terme , but more you are saie I : Mendicus . One letter more then Medicus , your name it hath perdy .
Of a dishonest wife . OF children fruitfull , fruitfull , is Aratus wife perdie : For children three she brought hym for the and with hym did not lye .
To one whose wife was naught at home . AT home a naughtie wife thou hast , if towards her thou be curst , Then worse is she : if curtuous , of all then is she worst . Good will she bee if so she dye , but better if she dye , And thou suruiue : but best of all , if hence in haste she hye .
Of Tyndarus . A Wight whose name was Tyndar , would haue kist a pretie lasse : Her nose was long : ( and Tyndar he a floutyng fellowe was . ) Wherefore vnto her thus he saied , I can not kisse you , sweete : Your nose stands out so farre , that sure our lippes can neuer meete . The maiden nipt thus by the nose , straight blusht as red as fire : and with his girde displeased , thus she spake to hym in ire . Quoth she , if that my nose doe let your lippes from kissyng myne : You there maie kisse me where that I , haue neither nose nor eyne .
To Sabinus whose wife conceiued in his absence . AN helpe and comfort to thy life , and to the age of thyne : A goodly childe is borne to thee , haste hye , thee home Sabine . Haste hye thee home to see thy wife , the fruitfull wife of thine : And eke thy blessed newe borne babe , haste hye thee home Sabine . Haste hye thee home in poste poste haste , thou 〈◊〉 be there in tyme : Although thou hye thee nere so faste . haste hye thee home Sabine . Thy wife doeth lye and long for thee , thy brat doeth braule and whine : Bothe thinke thou tarriest ouerlong , haste hye thee home Sabine . Thou canst not be vnwelcome home , when that a child of thine Is borne , naie gotten to thy hands , haste hye thee home Sabine . Haste haste I saie that yet at lest , at sacred Fant-deuine Thou maiest see dipt thy dillyng defte , haste hye thee home Sabine .
Of Fuscus a drunkerd . A certaine man in phisicke skild to F. spake in this wise : F. drinke not ouermuch ( take heed ) for drinke will loose your eyes , He pausd vppon this sentence giuen , and pondered what was spoke : And when he had bethought hym , thus at last his mind he broke . I will by drinkyng loo●e myne eyes quoth he , t is better so ▪ Then for to keepe them for the worm● to gnaw them out below .
Of a Kyng and a Clowne . A Clowne in forrest fostered vp , the Citty came to see : Then forrest Faune , or Satyre wood , more homely rude was he . Muche people all the streates about , together thick did throng : And nothing but the kyng doth come , they cried the street along . The seely rustick halfe amazd , to heare so straunge a crie : Muche muzd , and tarried there to see , what should be ment therby . At last vppon a sodaine comes , the kyng with sumptuous train : All braue bedeckt with glitteryng gold , he gorgeous did remaine On comely courser hoisted hie : now euery where the croude With strained throates God saue the kyng they crie , and crie alowde . The king , the king , O where is he , the Clowne , began to crie : ( Quoth one ) with finger pointed out lo where he sitts on hye . Tush that is not the kyng quoth he , thou art deceued quight : That seemeth but a man to mee , in painted vesture dight .
Of an vnlearned Bishop . THe Letter killes , the Letter killes , thus alwaies dost thou crie : And nothyng saue the letter killes , thou hast in mouth perdie . But thou hast well prouided , that no Letter thee shall kill : For thou dost know no Letter , thou in Letters hast no skill .
To one light minded . IF that thou wert as light of foot , as thou art light of mynd : Thou wouldst outrun the lightest Hare and make hym come behind .
A Iest of a Iackbragger . A Country clounish Coridon , did vse abroad to rome : And kept a bragging Thrasos wife , while he was gonne from home . When as the Souldier was returnd , and heard this of the Clowne : He stampt and stard , and swore gogsnownes , I le be●t the villen downe . And went well weponed into feeld , to seeke his fellow out : At last by chaunce he did hym finde , raingyng the feeld about . Ho sirra said the soldier , stay : you rascall villen vile I must you bob : the clowne did stay , and tooke vp stones and Tyle . Shaking his sword the souldier sayd , you slaue you vsde my wife : I did so said the clowne , what then ? I loue her as my life . O doe you then confesse said he ? ( by all the gods I swere ) If thou hadst not confest the fact , it should haue cost thee dere .
Against a Parasite . WHen Eutiches doth run a race , he seemes to stand perdy : But when he runnes vnto a feast , then sure he seemes to flye .
Against Chelonus . WHy dost thou loth Chelonus so , the name of lumpish asse ? The learned Lucius Appuley , an asse he sometyme was . But thou dost differ muche from hym , ( he had a learned head ) He was a golden asse perdy , thou art an asse of Lead . A manly mynd , and body of an asse he had , we finde : But thou a manlike body hast : a doltishe asselike minde .
Of Sleep . The sentence of Aristotle HAlfe of our life is spent in sleape : in sleepe no difference is Betweene the wealthy wight , and hym that welth doth want and misse . Now Craesus thou riche caitiffe king , though huge thy substaunce were : Yet Irus poore in halfe his life , did like to thee appeere .
Desire of Dominion . AMongest many kings , skant one king shall you see Content with kingdome one alone , skant one , if one there be , Amongest many kings , skant one king shall you see That rules one onely kingdome right , skant one , if one there be .
Remedies , to take away a stinkyng breath occasioned by sundry meates . TO kill the stink of lothsom seekes , thou must cranch Oynions fast : If thou wilt not of Oynions stinke , eate Garlike strong in tast . If after thou of Garlike strong , the sauour wilt expell : A Mard is sure the onely meane , to put away the smell .
10. IOVIANVS PONTANVS .
Vppon the graue of a Begger . WHile as I lyud no house I had , now ded I haue a graue : In life I liude in lothsume lacke , now dead I nothyng craue . In life I livde an exile poore , now death bryngs rest to me . In life poore naked soule vnclad , now clad in cloddes ye see .
Vpon the Toumbe of Lucretia the daughter of Alexander .6 . HEre lies Lucretia chast by name , but Thais lewde by life : Who was to Alexander Pope bothe daughter , and his wife .
Of the infelcitie of Louers . THe Grashopper in medowes grene , among the fragrant flowers : With chirpyng chearfull chitteryng shr●●● , doeth passe the tedious howers . And glads the goodly garnisht groues , with laies and merrie tunes : And slumberyng vnder dewie grasse , the gladles night consumes . She syngyng dies , and neuer feeles the smart of Parcas knife : In swete and heauenly harmonie , she leads and leues her life . O blest in life , and blest in death : but me aye me alas : Bothe daie & night through girt with greef , my daies in dole I passe . In Winter sharpe , in froste and snowe , ( a crooked caitiffe old ) I lye and crie before her doores , quight curlde almoste with cold . Againe in Sommer cingyng hotte , when Phebus fierce doeth raigne : Poore selie soule before her doores , I ( grouelyng ) grone and plaine . I burne in loue , age weares me out , no daie I finde releef , No night I rest : but daie and night still gript with gronyng greef . Aye wretched are the yonge in loue , thrise wretched louyng sires : The Grashopper still happie liues , oh Cupids frantick sires .
GASPAR VRSINVS .
Of Thelesina . SElde Thelesina doeth frequent the Temples of the Priests : And when she comes , she neuer but a pissyng while persists . Wouldst knowe the cause why Ponticus , abroade she doeth not rome ? It is her vse these shauelyngs still , with her to haue at home .
ANTONIVS GOVEANVS .
Of Briandus Vallius . WHen rumblyng thunder thumps are heard in● to saue hymself , all fearfull Vallius flies Downe to some celler ( where hymselfe he hides ) he thinkes in cellers neuer God abides .
A pretie prancke of a modest mayden . ONe Furius would haue kist a maide : she squaimish did appeare And in a fume gaue Furius , a whirret on the eare . And therewith saied , goe kisse your hande , to kisse if you delite : Bothe hands and lippes are fleshe alike , and bothe alike are white .
Of a Mounke . A Sort of theeues had caught a Monke , whereas thei robde in woode : Thei bad hym preache , or yelde his purse , in place whereas he stoode . The Monke did yelde hymself to preache , ( he durst not disobaie : ) The theues were silent husht , and thus the Monke began to saie . The liues , the labours eke of theeues , I must commende perdie : The toile thei take , by lande and lake , doth leade to loftie skie : For Christ hym self by lande and sea , did trauell farre and nere : And neuer rested in one place , as doeth by bookes appere . So you my maisters roue and range abroade from place to place : Still still you walke your stations , not restyng any space . Christ neuer plowde the clottered soile , nor vsed seede to sowe : Yet did he liue , and lacked naught : you liue , and lacke you ? no : What more vnto you should I saie ? to iudgement brought was he : And he condemned was to death , so likewise you shall be . Christ likewise he was fixt on crosse , and hangde in sight of all : And thinke you , you shall not be hangde ? yes trust to it , you shall . Among the goblins blacke of hell , descended Christ belowe : And you emong the grisly fiends , to hell must likewise goe . Christ beyng thence returnde againe , on Gods right hande doeth sitte : But you shall neuer thence returne , once plungde in Plutos pitte .
To Andreas Goueanus his brother . I Brother , caught an Hare : He fell to your share : Who caught this Hare declare ?
Againe . I Brother caught an Hare : it fell to your lot To eate hym : so an Hare I loste , and so an Hare I got .
To Zebedeus . NE woords of men , nor yet the Senators decree : Can make thee laie awaie thy heard , so faire it seemes to thee . The man whose beard hym noble makes , he is not noble , he : But who his beard nobilitates , he noble seemes to mee .
CLAVDIVS ROSELETTVS .
A Lute of fir tree . IN Forrest when I livd , I had no sound nor voyce : But made a Lute ( with siluer sound ) mens hartes I do reioyce .
Against womens lightnes . THe Plume , the Pumice stone , the ayre , in lightnes doe surpasse : The Plume , the Pumice stone , the ayre , in lightnes women passe . To Syluius , a louely lad but lewdly liued . IN all thy body bewty shines , thy forhed shineth fair : Thy mouth doth shine , thy nose , thy chin , thy glisteryng golden hayre . But Syluius ( as a stinkyng sinke ) thy brest is foule within : Thy mynd is spotted , spatted , spilt , thy soule is soyld with sinne . Ah painted Toomb stuft full of stink : more lothsum nought we finde Than he that faire hath all thinges , saue his manners and his mynd .
The Back . SHe skirryng flittereth as a byrd , and as a beast she goth Fourfooted , and yet nether she is counted of them both . She feedes & breedes her yong with milke , she layes ne hatches eggs : Blacke lether wings , and teeth she hath , twoo lipps , and also leggs .
To a towardly yong man . ALthough the roote of Vertue seeme bitter to thee in taste , Yet doe not spit it out , the frute shall pleasant be at last .
To a certaine Barber . IF but to shaue my beard ( alone ) I Peter sent for thee : Together both of purse and berd , why hast thou shauen mee ?
Against a Churle or thankles person . A Cuntry wight with pitty prickt , ( as writers earst haue told ) Tooke vp a Snake rakt vp in snow , quight curld almost with cold . And plast hym in his bosom warme : againe to life once brought , He strikes and stings the man to death , that for hym so had wrought . Vnthankfull as thou art , euen so thy frend thou dost requite : Thou givst hym for a Pearch receavd , a Scorpion that doth bite .
To a Theef . THy feete are slow , thy speach is slow , thy mynd and all is slow : But sure thy hands to filche and steal . they be not slow I knowe , When as thy filchyng fingers false , to pick thou doth prepare : Remember still what punishments for theeues ordayned are .
An Epitaphe , of an excellent Shipmaster , or Pilote . NEptune on Sea , gaue luck to thee : Mars made thee strong on land to be . Now ioye thou hast ( with Ioue on hye ) aboue the glisteryng golden skye . Great once wast thou on sea and land , now great in heuen where starres do stand .
CLAVDIVS CLAVDIANVS .
Of a Bore , and a Lion. THe cruell Bore and Lyon curst , together fierce did fight : The Bore of bristles bragd , in maine did lye the Lions might . Mars one , the other Cibel laudes , fightyng in bloudie broile : Bothe kept on Mountaines , bothe wer fo●ld by Hercules his toyle .
Of a poore man in loue . ME pinchyng penurie doeth paine , and Cupid wounds my harte : I hunger can abide , but not of loue the bitter smarte . I liue and lacke : I liue and loue : want doeth men sore annoye : But sorer muche the frantick flames , of Cupid blinded boye .
IACOBVS ROGERIVS .
Vnder Hercules painted spinnyng . WHat brynges not loue to passe ? what doeth not loue constraine ? It causd stoute Hercules to spinne , by whom were monsters slaine .
Against the riche vnlearned , out of Laertius . WHat tyme Diogines , a dolte in purple did beholde : I see ( saied he ) a selie shepe , in fell and fleece of golde .
Of three Grecians , writers of Tragedies . THree Grecian Poets tragicall , did leaue their liues and dye Moste straungely , as the stories of the Grecians testifie . The firste ycleped Sophocles , ( as writers sundrie saie ) Was chockt with kurnell of a grape , that in his throate did staie . Euripides the seconde ( that from women did refraine ) By cursed hap with cruell curres , was all to torne and slaine . Now Aeschilus the thirde and laste , an Egle from an hye Let fall a shell vppon his pate , whiche kilde hym by and by .
GEORGIVS BVCHANANVS SCOTVS .
Of Rome . I Nothyng muse a Shepheard doeth , in Rome the scepter holde : Sith that a Shepheard built the same , ( as sundrie bookes haue tolde ) And sith the founder of the same , with Wouluishe milke was fedde : I maruell nothyng I at all , though Rome of Woulues be spedde . But this me thinketh wondrous straunge , that safe a flocke should rest In Rome with rauenyng murdryng woulues , and neuer be opprest .
Against Pope Pius . POpe Pius heauen for money solde : Death will not let hym staie , In yearth : then needes to hell belowe , Pope P. must take his waie .
Fratres EXTRA MVNDVM . THese Omnia Munda doe defile , with finger , taile , and tong : In Mundo merito thei saie , thei dwell not men among .
H. STEPHANVS .
Of Auctus , a swilbole . ALone to taste , vp Auctus quast a bole with wine full fraught : Ne was he yet content with this , but askt an other draught . The gobler was not washt , he saied , and bad them fill againe : Whiche doen , he drinkes a freshe , and letts no drop behinde remaine . Now that so muche he doeth require , alone to taste and trie : How muche trowe you will he desire , attacht with thirst and drie ?
Of the booke whiche Vincentius Obsopoeus wrote of the feat of drinkyng . WHy doest the Germans teache that arte , in whiche thei skilfull bee ? Why are so many Doctors , tell , made schollers vnto thee ? Gul , bib , and bole , carouse , and quaffe , eche can in Germany : Thou shouldst haue taught them ( rather then ) the waie how to be drie .
Of Aulus . WHat Aulus doeth I doe not aske : but whether of these twoo : Or drinke , or slepe , for nothyng els doeth Aulus vse to doe .
Of Marcus. TO slepe his furfet vile awaie , Marke slepes out lightly halfe the daie . Some men ( the cause that did not knowe ) Did aske hym why he sleped so . Quoth he , why doeth not Dauid saie ? T is vanitie to rise ere daie .
To Ancus . THou drunken faindst thy self of late : thou three daies after slepst : How wilt thou slepe ( with drinke in deede ) when thou art throughly pepst ?
To a certaine drunkarde . WHo termde thee drunkard , termde thee ill : More drunke art thou , then drunkard still .
Of Aulus . LOoke when moste sober Aulus is , moste drunke is Aulus he . Againe vnlesse that he be drunke , he sober can not be . For sober still he braules and braies , he teares , and on he takes : And like a bedlem beast , bothe sande and sea together shakes . But when that he hath quafte his fill , no coile at all he keepes : But casts hymself vpon his couche , and ( snortyng ) soundly sleepes .
An Epitaphe , of a notorious drunkard . THe corps clapt fast in clottered claie , that here engraude doeth lye : On death-bedde sware , in all his life that he but once was drie . And ( surely ) thou mayst credite hym for that whiche he did saie : For all the while his life did last , he thirstie was alwaie .
To Pontifer . A Springall thou ( in prime of yeres ) a beldame old ●●est wedde : A toothlesse , tough , old Mumphim● , with quyueryng palsey spedde . Thou thoughtst thy pelfe and poked pence , by this deuice to spare : Thou thoughtst a maide would eate to much and make thy bouget bare . Thou art deceiude : by this deuise naught shalt thou saue : I thinke Yong maides thei will not eate so muche , as aged trotts will drinke .
Of a Iade most vile and pestilent . HArde yron spurres no more estemes , this dull and blockishe Iade : Then spurres of woole , or silken spurres , as softe as can be made .
Againe . THis Iade doeth seme no more to feele , the prickyng of a spurre : Then doeth a stone , or member dedde , the whiche maie nothyng sturre .
Againe . THe spurre that cuttes and gores the gu●s no more doeth he regard : Then sturdie stith , where beates the Smith , the batteryng hammer harde .
Againe . BY stickyng spurre doest seke to sturre thy st●ede that will not stere : Thou goest about to tell a tale , to hym that can not heare .
Againe . SPare spare to spurre it nought auailes : Spurres serue for other horse : Ricke , pricke , spurne , spur : pinche , punch and panche thou shalt not stirre a corse .
Againe . THis blockishe beaste , as sone as he of any man is spide : Straitwaies he saieth , behold an Asse , trust vp in horses hide .
Againe . SO slowly goes this mopishe Iade , ( whereon you vse to ride ) As hard and skant of Linx hym self , his mouyng maie be spide .
Againe . IF sluggishe sloth had euer sonne or child : This same is he , vnlesse I be beguild .
Againe . EVen looke how muche the Harte excelles the Asse to runne a race : So muche this horse of euery horse beside is paste in pace .
Againe . HE semes as he were still a slepe : it maie be so he slepes As doeth the Hare , who slepyng still , his eyes brode open kepes .
Againe . CVt out this cursed Cabals cods betyme , if you doe well : What will his ofspryng be , but euen a very plague of hell .
Againe . WHat shall we do with this same beast ? how shall we vse hym , tell ? Hym serue as Flaccus asse was serud , and so you serue hym well .
OVT OF THE POEMES OF M. GVALTER HADDON .
The way to liue well . IF thou wilt leade a godly life , and not from vertue swerue : Be wary wise , and alwaies these sixe thinges in minde obserue . 1 Remember first the Lorde thy God , whiche thee of nought did make : 2 Next mind thou Sathan serpent slye , that seekes thy soule to take . 3 Next mind the shortnes of this life , that fadeth like a flower : 4 Next mynd thy graue , continually which galpes thee to deuour . 5 Next mind thou gladsome Ioyes of heauen : 6 next lastyng plagues of hell : And so an ende : minde these , and thou canst neuer liue but well .
Precepts of wedlocke . The husbands requests . MY wife , if thou regard mine ease : Praye to the Lord : hym praise & please . Displease not mee ( for any thyng ) Care how thy children vp to bring : Let still thyne house be neat and fine : Alwaies prouide for children thine : Be merry , but with modestie , Lest some men blame thine honestie : Let manners thine be pleasant still : With Iackes yet doe not play the gyll . Go in thy garments soberly , Let no spot be thereon to spie . Be merry when that I am merry : When I lowre , sing not thou Hey derry . The man that lyked is of mee , Let hym likewise be likt of thee . That which I say in company , See thou refell not openly . If ought I speake that likes not thee , Thereof in secret monish mee . What so in secret I thee tell Reueale not , but conceale it well . Thinke not straunge Wiues doe make mee warme When I thee hurt , shew mee thy harme . Confesse when so thou dost offend : Chide not to bedward when we wend. Sleep slightly : rise betyme , and praye : When thou art drest , to woork away . Beleue not all thing that is saide : Speake little ( as beseemes a mayde ) In presence mine dispute thou not : Reply not : chat must be forgot . The honest do associate still : Loth liuyng with the lewd and ill . Let lewdnes none thy life affoord : Be alwaies true of tongue and woord : Let shame fastnes thy mistres bee : Do these , and wife come cull with mee .
The wiues aunswere . HVsband , if thou wilt pure appeare , ( Euen as thy self ) then holde mee dear . So shalt thou please Iehoue deuine , So shalt thou make mee norrishe mine . See that our house wherein we dwell Be hansome , holsome , walled well . And let vs haue what vse requires : Make seruantes sweat at woorke , not fires . See that thy speech be mild and meeke . Of froward frumps be still to seeke . If thou wilt haue mee do for thee , Then see thou likewise do for mee . If thou on thy frends do bestowe , Be liberall to my frends also . For seruants thine keepe tauntyngs tart , Admonishe gently mee aparte . And when in sport some tyme I spend , Do thou not sharply reprehend . And when I ioy with thee to iest , In angrie moode , do not molest . T is not enuffe , that I loue thee : But sometime thou must make of mee . If I shall not of thee be ielowes , See thou cleaue not to many fellowes . Though thou hast toyled out the daye At night be merry yet alwaye . Vse neuer muche abroad to rome : But still keepe close with mee at home . Thou saidst muche , when thou wast an woer , Now ( we are coupled ) be a doer . Penelope if I shal be , Then be Vlisses vnto me .
Desire not to obtaine , that whiche thou canst not gaine . HE that will choose a wretch to be , A very wretche indeed is he : Then he that goods desires to gaine Which by no meanes he may obtaine A very wretch indeede is he : For he doth choose a wretche to be .
BY VERTVE NOT VIGOVR . WInne euen the wayward Vertue will , and Vertue maketh willyng still . Force furious fomyng fighteth fearce : But Vertue doth with reson pearce . In body Force his seate doth finde , Vertue triumpheth still in minde . Force maketh men like beasts to be , But Vertue maketh men we see . Wherefore rude boysterous Force fare well , For Vertue braue shall beare the bell . Let Force to Vertue bow and bend : Or Mistres on the Mayde attende .
How euery age is enclined . THe Babe ( deuoyde of wit and sence ) In Cradle still doth crie : The Lad by lightnes lewd doth loose his tyme , and runnes awrye . From 12. to 21. Youth runnes rashly on his race : The Lustie Youth to lawles luste and riot runnes apace . The Man still hunts for honours hie : the Senior serious seekes For wealth and coyne : glad when into his pragged purse he peekes .
A noble dame : I hide her name . FOr visage thou art Venus right : Pallas for flowing braine : To finger fine the Harp or Lute Apollo thou dost staine . Mercurius rules thy filed speache , thy manners Cynthia chast : O gallant goddesse : Iuno meet with Ioue for to be plast .
Of the Queenes Picture . O Pitty great alas to see , that Vertue shinyng so With Bewtie braue , must forced be at last away to go .
Of the picture of Thomas Cranmer , somtyme Archbishop of Canterbury . WEll learned , and well liued too , good Cranmer wast thou sure : Faire lucky times and lowryng both , God made thee to endure .
Of his owne picture . ( FOole as thou art ) what dost thou mean , thy fadyng forme to drawe ? A newe face , or els no face , thou shalt haue to morrow , daw .
Of the picture of the most excellent Dame A. H. FOr prudencie , a precious pearle : for face , a famous dame : In fine this peece in euery pointe , deserueth laude and fame .
To his Bed. MY bed , the rest of all my cares , the ende of toilyng paine : Whiche bryngest ease and sollace sweete , while darknesse doeth remaine . My bedde , yelde to me slumber swete , and triflyng dreames repell : Cause carkyng care from sobbyng breast to part , where it doeth dwell . All mockeries of this wretched worlde , put cleane from out my mynde : Doe these my bedde : and then by thee , muche comfort shall I finde .
An Aunswere . THat I maie be a rest of cares , an ende of toylyng paine : See stomacke thyne be not surchargde , when slepe thou wouldest gaine . If sugred slepe ( deuoide of dreames ) thou likest to enioye : Then liue with little : and beware , no cares thy hedde anoye . And lastly deme thy fethered bedde , alwaies thy graspyng graue : So rest by me thou shalt obtaine , and eke muche comfort haue .
An Epitapthe vpon the death of Sir IHON CHEKE . THe maister of good maners milde , the glisteryng lampe of skill : Dame Natures golden workehouse rare , now death hath rid from ill . Ah noble sir Ihon Cheke is dedde , whiche stedfast still did stande Not one to many , but to all : the lanterne of this lande . The gem of this our Englishe soile : fell death that riddeth all So riche a iewell neuer tooke , nor take hereafter shall .
IHON PARKHVRST , late Bishop of NORWICH .
To the Reader . When reader thou doest read this booke , With frownyng forhed doe not looke : For Cato curste , nor Curius , Nor frownyng sowre Heraclitus , These are not made : but if thei bende Their eyes to see what here is pende : Suche toyes thei shall bee sure to finde As will refreshe the mestfull minde .
To Torpetus . THy wife Torpetus brings thee naught : Thou musest what should let : Muse not : how can she bring thee aught When thou canst naught beget .
An Epitaph vpon the death of a Couetous Miser . AN yearthly wight in yearth , I studied yearthly thyngs : Euen like a Moldiwarpe , to yearth whiche alwaies clings . Now yearthly bodie myne , in yearth with wormes doeth bide : But synfull soule ( alas ) to Limbo doune doeth slide . Waifarer hence departe , take heede , be warnde by me : Remember heauenly thyngs , caste yearthly thyngs from thee .
Of Robin Bartlet fallyng into the handes of Theues . BArtlet a pleasaunt sconse , whose mirthe all men did muche delight : Ridyng towards London on a tyme , amongest Theues did light . When thei had robde hym of his coine , quoth one ( among the reste ) My maisters let vs cutte his throte , for feare we be expreste . Then Bartlet aunswered pleasauntly , ( naie doe not serue me so ) My maisters if you cutte my throte , how shall my drinke doune go . At this the Theues gan laugh apace , and from hym went their waie : So sillie Bartlet saude his life , although his purse did paie .
Against Battus , an euell Singer . WHile Battus synges , he would be thought suche one as well could doe : So would the birde that Cucko cries : so would the Nightcrowe to .
To Ihon Foxe . SIth that thy life is spotlesse pure , deuoide of fraude and blame : I maruell why of craftie Foxe , my Foxe thou hadst the name .
Of an old trot Persephone , and Pyllio a yongster . PErsephone a beldame , hath an house wherein to dwell : Yong Pyllio needs must marrie her , he saies he loues her well . Now Pyllio she doeth like of life , and he doeth set greate store By her faire house : what weds he her ? no sure : her house therefore .
To Marcellinus . SOmetyme thou wilt haue wealthe to vse : and sometyme not . Sure either thou art to muche wise , or els to muche a sot .
Against Bossus , a Prieste . WE must not touche a woman , we , thus Bossus still doeth saie : We must continually ( saieth he ) serue God bothe night and daie . But Bossus by his leaue doeth lye : thei touche and touche againe ; Or els somany baldpate priests , could neuer sires remaine .
Of Lupercus . A Fruitfull wenche God sende me , saied Lupercus when I wedde : I hate ( saied he ) these barren dames , that neuer will be spedde . He married Frances at the last , and so he had his praier : The next daie after thei were linkt , she brought hym forthe a paire .
Of Molzus that caste his wife into the Sea . WHat tyme a troublous tempest rose , and tost the tumblyng Seas : Eche one threwe in his heuiest stuffe , the loaded barke to ease . But Molzus ( one emong the rest ) caste in his wife , and saied , Naught heauier then askoldyng wife , I deme there can be waied .
Of Lollus and Caeciliana , man and wife . SEldome doth Lollus dyne at home , and not against his will : And that he seld may dine at home , Caecilian wisheth still . Seldome doth Lollus sup at home , and not against his will : And that he seld may sup at home , Caecilian wisheth still . Seldome doth Lollus sleepe at home , and not against his will : And that he seld may sleepe at home , Caecilian wisheth still . Seldome speakes Lollus with his wife , and not against his will : And that he may but seldome speake , Caecilian wisheth still . Seldome doth Lollus kisse his wife , and not against his will : And that he may but seld her kisse , Caecilian wisheth still . Seldome lyes Lollus with his wife , and not against his will : And that he may seld lye with her , Caecilian wisheth still . Lollus doth loue anothers wife , and not against his will : And for to haue another man Caecilian wisheth still . O what a passyng concord is , betwene this man and wife ? What so the one of them doth loue , the other likes of life .
To Sixtus . A Fair wife thou hast married , this doth please thee Sixtus well : A shrew thou married hast , doth this well please the Sixtus , tell ?
Of a certain Duke , and Robin Bartlet . A Certen Duke with Bartlet chafte , said , leaue you knaue to scoffe And mend your manners , or I sweare , thy head shal be cut of . Quoth Bartlet , God forbid , that were to me vnhappie hap : If that my head were gone ( quoth he ) where should I set my cap. At this the Duke gan laugh a pace , and set his hart at rest : Thus all the broile and anger great , was turned to a Iest.
To Alexander Nowell . GReat Alexander all the world did in subiection bringe : Rude barbarous people thou dost tame : thou dost a greater thing .
To Candidus . POore Proclus Martha tooke to wife , of lofty Linnage hie : She was not Candidus his wife , but mistres his perdie .
Of certaine faire maydens plaiyng with Snowe . YOu virgins fairer then the Snowe wherwith you sport and play : The Snowe is white , and you are bright , now marke what I shall say . The Snowe betwene your fingers fades and melteth quight away : So glisteryng gleames of bewties blaze in time shall sone decay .
To Hallus . HAllus thine aking tooth makes thee that thou canst rest no night : With good tongue ( Hallus ) licke thy tooth and paine will vanishe quight .
In quendam . THou likst ill men , ill men thee laude . so Mules of mules are scrapt and clawd .
To a certayne Draper . MEn many Draper deeme , thou dost abound with stoore : Thy Nose is precious , full of pearles , Draper , canst thou bee poore ?
Against Bossus . ALL Preists must gelded be , thus saist thou Bossus still : They must be gelded sure thou saist , the scripture so doth will . If Bossus thou hadst gealt thy selfe , and stones of thine cut out : So many basterd brats of thine , had not bene borne about .
Of Attus . IF Attus face thou doe beholde , a good man he will seeme : But if thou doe beholde the rest , ill then thou wilt him deeme .
To papisticall Prelats . WHy doubt you dottrell priests as yet , chaste honest wiues to wedde ? Wedlocke is good , and pleaseth God , adulterie must be fledde .
Of the Lady Iane Gray . DOest muse with skill of Grecian tongue , Graia beyng her surname in Laten , signifieth a Grecian . how Ladie Iane was fraight ? As sone as euer she wan borne , she was a Grecian straite .
Against Colte , a coltish Preist . SIth Colt thou plaiest the Colt , to kisse , before the face of men : When no man sees thee Colt ( I muse ) the Colt how plaiest thou then ?
Of Holus a Souldier beyng lame . OF Holus I did aske , wherefore , limpyng to warre he went : Tushe aunswerde he , though lims be lame , my mynde to fight is bent ,
To Ihon Gibbon . DIssolue this darke Aenigme , my Gibbon if you can : You shal be reckned Oedipus , a cunnyng skilfull man . This is my riddle darke : no Woulues in Englande are , Yet Englande harboures store of Woulues : how can this be declare ?
Against Alanus . THou louest Doggs , Doggs doest thou feede : But thou doest hate thy wife in deede . Thou chidest her , her doest thou beate : Her thou doest spurne , her thou doest threate : And still with her thou art at strife : Better to be thy Dog then wife .
Of Diogenes . QVoth one vnto Diogenes , what shall I giue to thee And let me giue thy hedde a boxe : an helmet aunswered he .
Against Fridolinus . A Chast life best besemes a priest , thou Fridolin doest saie : But whence hast thou thy ladds and girls , now Fridolin bewraie ?
Of ROBIN BARTLET , fainyng hymself deafe to get lodgyng , beyng on a tyme benighted . WHen doune Dan Phebus gan to ducke , and shroude hym in the West : When darksome night approched fast , and all did silent rest . When Aeolus kyng with puffed chekes , gan blowe and bluster fearce : When dashyng showers doune dingyng fast bothe man and beast did pearce . When fir●e flakes , and lightnyng leames , gan flashe from out the skies : When stiffe , strong , struglyng , sturdie storms , began for to arise . All in this hurly burly greate , it chaunced so perdie : That merrie Bartlet was abroade , deuoyde of companie . In ridyng he had lost his waie , in greate distresse was he : For postyng here and there , he could no toune nor village se. But he that lookes at last shall finde , so he by Fortune sawe At laste a simple cottage poore , all homely thatcht with Strawe . His hands he heaues to heauen on high , and thankes with harte and voyce His God that gaue hym this good hap , and greatly did reioyce . He commeth to this cabbin course , and knocketh at the doore : And straite with humble sute and mone , for helpe he doeth implore . If any wife dwell here ( quoth he ) that honestie doeth loue : Let this my piteous percyng plaint , her mynde to mercie moue . Then loe the goodwife of the house , ( whose name did Florence hight ) Came to the doore , and spake vnto poore Barrlet wofull wight . Awaie quoth she , what ere thou be , be sure thou comst not here : So late thou wandrest in the night , thou art a theef I feare . Be packyng while your bone be whole : I thanke you Bartlet saied : ( And faind hym self for to be deafe ) I thanke you for your aide . Maie horse of myne haue roume ( quoth he ) here likewise to remaine ? No no quoth she : I thanke you sure , saied Bartlet here againe , And went to Stable with his horse : at last he did her win ( By thankes and gentle wordes ) to ope the dore , and let him in . All that same night he snortyng slept , fast by the fier side : And all his garments sowst with raine , by smokyng fier he dride . When faire Aurora at the last , began for to appeare : And bright Apollo with his beames , began to glister cleare . Dame Florence starteth vp from bed , and sone she slippeth on Her petticote : and fetchyng wood , she maketh fire anone , She deeming Bartlet fast a sleepe , eke deaf , a fart let flee : God morrow dame ( quoth Bartlet straight ) what speake you vnto mee ? Quoth Florence what ? and can you heare ? now sure I Ioy therfore : I see my taile hath made you heare , whiche could not heare before .
Of Caelia , and her sonne , now redie to dye . WHen Caelia ( sad and sorrowfull ) her sonne sore sicke did see : Now when his breath began to faile , with blubberyng teares said she O my sweet sonne , ere life be donne , speake one sweet word to mee : But one sweet woord , my sweet sweet sonne , I doe request of thee : The sonne now giuyng vp the ghost , as breath away gan passe : Cried , honny , honny , mother mine , ( sweet hony ) ah alas . And soundyng so these sugred woords , he dyed by and by : And cherefull thus vnto the heauens , his soule soard swift on hye .
Of Editha , trauelyng in child-bed . WHen as a new borne blessed babe , Editha foorth had brought : The women sayd he was as like , his sire as might be thought . What is his crowne balde ( bare of heare ) I pray you show , said she : And thus Editha signified , a Preist the sire to be .
Of a certaine Bishop , and his foole Philibert . A Certen Prelat kept a foole , to make hym game and sport : This foole hight Philibert : his lord did loue him in suche sort That he would let hym lye with hym , in bed whereas he lay : Not side by side , but at his feet this foole did couche alway . One night the Bishop had his trull , in bed with him to lye : The foole was waking , and by hap , fower leggs he felt hym by : Ho maister ( quoth the foole ) I feele fower leggs : whose be they , thyne ? Yea ( quoth his master ) Philibert those leggs they all be mine . Then Philibert straight startyng vp , vnto the windowe hyes . And ( puttyng out his noddyes nole ) with Stentors voyce he cries Monstrum horrendum come and see , all men , both yong and old : My master that had twoo feet erst Hath fower now to beholde .
Against Claudia . A Virgin thou wilt called be , a virgin counted eake : And still in praise of virgins pure , still Claudia thou dost speake : But why dost thou praise virgins so ? thy selfe no virgin art : For thou didst bear a virgin late , which was no virgins part .
To a certaine frend . A Kerchef thou dost weare : head ache doth not torment thee rise : Nor sicknes : surely thou hast felt , the Distaffe of thy wife .
Of an egregious drunkard . A Drunkard greate did fall into a feruent feuer sore : Whereby he felt a greater thirst , then earst he did before . He sendeth for Phisitions straite : vnto hym thei doe giue Bothe for to cure his feuer , and his thirst awaie to driue . To whom the pained partie spake : Phisitions , onely see That you my feuer cure , my thirst leaue that to cure for me .
To certaine proude Papisticall persones . SOme men doe call you holie men : and some againe doe chuse To call you Fathers : glad are you when thei suche titles vse . But holie I can not you call , whiche holinesse disdaine : But fathers I maie call you well , for brats you get amaine .
To Pope Paulus . 2. THou needst not Rome for to request , of Paul his stones to showe : He hath begot a daughter la te , he is a man I trowe .
Of Pope Ione the 8. and of the maner of makyng the Pope . POpe Ione in mannes apparell went , and faind her self a manne : And by this straunge disguisyng , she at last the Popedome wanne . At last she plaied a piuishe part , and let her seruaunt ride In saddle hers : she trauailed , brought forthe her child , and died . When as the Carnals ( Cardinalls I would saie if I could ) When thei perceiude this filthy facte , thei all agreed none should Be Pope created after that , vnlesse he had his stones : Thei would not haue the Popedome staynde , with any more Pope Iones . But now adaies at Rome we see , this custome waxeth colde : What is the cause thei grope not now , as thei were wont of olde ? The cause is , now thei knowe before , that thei are men in deede : For now in euery corner swarme their whores , and bastarde breede .
Of Lucretia whiche was daughter and wife to Pope Alex. 6. WHat makest thou Lucretia , with chast Lucretias name ? Thou art an other Thais , thou , an other Lais dame .
Of Nodosius , a Papist . AT pointed seasons still , Nodosius doeth refraine From eatyng fleshe : and yet from fleshe , no daie he doeth abstaine . Doest aske how this maie be ? I will explane the case : Dedde fleshe mislikes Nodosius , but liue fleshe he doeth embrace .
Of a certaine yongman , and a toothlesse sire . A Yongman and an aged sire . at Tauerne drinkyng sate : At last ( well whitled bothe with wine ) thei fell at greate debate . And striude aboute a thyng of nought : the yongman all in yre Burst out and saied , turde in thy teeth , old crooked crabbed sire . The old man pleasauntly replide : turde in his teeth ( quoth he ) That hath teeth : I haue none at all , beholde , and thou shalt se. And so he shewed his naked gummes , where no teeth did remaine : And thus the strife and greate debate , did ceasse betwene them twaine .
To a proude princox . WHy art thou proude ? stoute poutyng pride from heauenly ioyes on hie Doune hedlong tumbled Lucifer , in Limbo lowe to lie .
To Pigmenius . THou wealthie hast bothe house and lande , Eke thou the Lawe doest vnderstande . By hooke and crooke thou catchest still , In cusnyng craft thou hast greate skill . Thy fingers to can filche full faste , ( For all these ) yet no coine thou haste . How commeth it to passe wouldst knowe ? The speckled bones ofte thou doest throwe .
Of Cotilus a Priest. NO maydes loues Cotilus : old wiues he loues ( as all may see ) What is the cause ? maides bring foorth brats , old wiues still barren be .
Against Huberdine , an old dottrell and peuish Preacher . WHo preacheth naught but triflyng toyes , vnto the people still : A pratyng preacher may be calde , deuoyde of wit and skill .
To Ruffina . He playeth the woer for a frend of his , of person as pretty as a Pigmey . DIspise not this thy suter small , that loues thee as his life : And thee desires Ruffina faire , to be his spouse and wife . In bodies deft of dapper Dicks great vertue ofte doth dwell : Perchaunce in bed thou shalt hym proue a man , I can not tell .
Of the vnsatiable couetousnes of this worlde . A Golden great vngodly world , this may be counted well : Each man loues gold : but godlines , who loues I can not tell .
To Pontiana , a mayd so called . SNowe helde vnto the fire doeth melt , and ceasseth Snowe to bee : So Pontiana perishe those , that burne in loue with thee .
To Claudia . OF late thine heares were black , but now thei shine , gold like vnto : With any Painter fine of late , tell , haddest thou to doe ?
Of Antonina . IN bosome hers , a dapper Dogge , still Antonina beares : She lulles hym , culles hym , louyngly she luggs hym by the eares . She would not misse her fistyng curre , for any thyng : and why ? Forsothe when so she letts a scape , she cries me , fie curre , fie .
To Ihon Cullier . LIke dombe dog Hennus neuer barkes , all preachyng he doeth shunne : And yet thou saiest his dutie still , by hym is duely doon . He drinks , he hunts , he hunteth whores , he smacks : how saiest thou ? tell ? Doeth he his duetie due ? doeth he performe his function well ?
Of Glaurus an old dotyng Priest. GLaurus is crooked , all for age : he still prepares to dye : Yet Glaurus hath a prettie wench , at home with hym to lye .
To Hermannus Mennus . POore haue I been , and poore I am , and poore still shall I bee : And Mennus loe , the cause I will , declare and shewe to thee . Martial . If poore thou be Aemilian , thou shalt be poore alwaies : For none but wealthy wordlyngs are , enriched now adaies .
Of Clytus . ON Saterdaie no fleshe , will Clytus eate perdie : But for to steale an horse , on Sunday he will hie .
This Monostichon here followyng , was written vpon the gate of the Monestarie of the Benedictines , or blacke Monkes . HIc intret nullus , nisi pullus sit sibi Cullus . No maner wight , shall enter here : Vnlesse blacke hoode on backe he beare . Barbara vox Cullus : pro qua ponenda Latina est Et poterit carmen forsitan esse bonum . Cullus is sure a barbarous woorde , skant Latine for an whood : To Culus Cullus therefore chaunge , so maie the verse be good . Hic intret nullus , nisi pullus sit sibi Culus . No maner wight shall enter here : Vnlesse he blacke be , you wot where .
Of the aunswere of a foole to a certaine Duke . VNto the pallace of the Poope , there came a Duke of late : The Popes foole chaunst to mete the Duke before the pallace gate : Where is thy master quoth the Duke ? not farre the foole gan saie : For but euen verie now his grace , was with his whore at plaie .
Of Rob. Bartlet , and of one that had a foule byg nose , and a precious ( as they terme it . ) BY fortune merry Bartlet saw a man with monstrous Nose : Beset with Rubies riche : his minde thus Bartlet gan disclose . Goodfellow , frend , ( quoth Bartlet ) when wast thou with goldsmith tell ? The other musing stayd , and knew not what to aunswere well . I aske ( quoth Bartlet ) for because ▪ he cosened thee I see : He for a golden nose hath giuen a copper nose to thee .
The Louer . WHo more a wretch then he whom loue ●ormenteth sore ? With scorchyng heate of Cupids coales he burneth euermore .
Of Loue . LOue is for to be liked , if both loue ( so as they ought ) But where one loues , the other lothes , there loue is vile and nought .
To Hordenus . I Marrige mind : thou mockest mee as muche as may be thought . If whores I both should hunt and haunt what wouldst thou then say ? nought .
Of Alphus . NO egge on friday Alphe will eate , but drunken he will be On friday still : O what a pure religious man is he .
Of him that is in debt . WHo owes much mony , still he shunns all company : And is like to an owle That in the night doth flye .
To Ponticus . DOst aske why ( Ponticus ) I call thee not to supper mine . The cause is this : thou calst mee not hog Ponticus to thyne .
To Minsiger . AS poore as Irus once thou wast , but now thou dost abound With wealth and store : by marriage thyne , great plenty hast thou found . But now thy wife is dead , thy coyne thou lashest out amayne : Spare Minsiger le●t thou become as Irus poore againe .
Of Squyre , an old man flewmatike . SQuyre seld or neuer Oysters buyes , Squyre eate no oysters will : Yet notwithstandyng Squyre spits out and spawleth oysters still .
Of Cotta . AN whore hath Cotta to his wife , he knowes it , and he sayes : One Lampe sufficient is to light ten men and ten alwayes .
N. NOMAN To B. Bonner . ALL men a noughty Bishop did thee call : I say thou wast the best of Bishops all .
To a certaine Papist . IT ill beseemeth preistes to we● thus Papist thou dost say : What well beseemes them ( then declare ) with whores to sport and play ?
To a wife , whiche set a pot full of flowers in her windowe . TO make a fragrant sauour sweet , in windowe thou dost set Freshe flowers , and for to make them grow , thou stinkyng mier dost get : Wife , cast the mier away , or herbs , or both I thee desire : The flowers they doe not smell so well , as ill doth stinke the mire .
Of a counterfet Diuell . BLastus a cunnyng Painter , ( that Apelles past in skill : ) Did paint the Diuell in this wise , in forme and fashion ill . Monstrous , deformed to beholde , fierce , blacke , and horrible : Dauntyng the harts of men with dread , and feare moste terrible . His eyes did shine like sparklyng fire , all brode and blasing bright : His snout was stretched forth , his taile was long , and blacke to sight . His chappes were great , and galping wide , all ready to deuoure : With long doune dangling iagged beard , he looked grim and sower . His hornes were like vnto the Moone , that glisters in the night : His pawes were like fell Harpeyes pawes , that scratch and teare out qi●ght . In right hand stones he clinched fast , in lefte he held a booke : And eake a payr of beades he had , whereon to praie and looke . His outwarde garments all were blacke , euen suche they were to eye As mopishe Monkes , and foolish Friers , did weare most commonly . A Monke came by ( by chaunce ) and sawe the Picture set to showe : No where is Blastus saide the Monke ? is he at home or no ? Ymarry Blastus answered , what is your will with me ? The Diuelles picture will you buy ? perchaunce I will said he . But tell mee Blastus said the Monke , why is he made so fell ? I like hym not in some respectes , in some yet woondrous well . Wherefore now breefly Blastus show ( in fewe declare to mee ) Why thou hast made hym in suche sort , as here I doe hym see ? Then Blastus answered ( and said ) if that you doe not knowe The causes why I made him thus , the causes I will showe . Well ( quoth the Monke ) then tell mee first , why didst thou make hym blacke ? Quoth Blastus , for because that he , doth faire conditions lacke . Quoth Monke , why is his beard vnkemd , and danglyng downe so lowe ? Quoth Blastus , for because he was , an Hermit long ago . Why quoth the Monke hath he a tayle ? he moues to Lechery : Why hath he crooked cruell clawes ? he loues to catche perdie . Why in his right hand holds he stones ? with stones Christ tempted he : What booke in lefte hand doth he hold ? Popes holy lawes they be . Why are suche hornes fixt on his front ? like Moses he in this : ( Yet godly Moses he doth hate , this sure and certen is . ) Why is he picturde like a Monke ? he monkery did deuise : Monkes mischeuous he first brought foorth , and noughtie Nonnes likewise . The Monke no longer now forebeares , but for a cudgell feeles : And Blastus to auoide the blowes , straight takes hym to his heeles . The pursie Monke pursues him fast , and takes him by the heare : And all to thumpes him with his fiste , his nailes his face doth teare . Better prouoke the fend hymself , then monke that ragyng raues : Poore Blastus did not know that Monkes , were vile and testie knaues .
An Epitaphe vpon the death of KYNG EDWARD the 6. WHen EDWARD prince most excellent , fell cankered death did kill : When God did giue him place in heauen , with Saincts to so iourne still , Good Kyng Iosias came to hym , and did him fast embrace : And said , ah welcome brother mine to happy heauenly place .
Of Lydia . SEuen yeares was Lydia linkt , and liude with husband hers in deede : And all the while poore Lydia lackt and could no children breed . She of Phisitions counsell askt , their medcines wrought but dull : Of Bossus preist she counsell askt , and straight way she was full .
To Florianus . THy first wife ( still thou saist ) brought thee no childe at all : But sure ( thou sayst ) thy second wife , brought thee a prettie squaule . Indeed , a brat she did thee bring , yet none she did bring thee : For it it named thine to be , and yet thine not to be .
To Haerillus . NO worke Haerillus doth , and yet he labours euermore : How labours he ? euen of the gowte ▪ whiche doth torment hym sore .
Of Hassus . I Did demaund of Hassus , how his wife ( sore sicke ) did fare : She will come shortly well abroade ( quoth he ) I take no care . Now ( sure ) who would not Hassus deeme , a Prophet true to be ? The next day after ( on a Beare ) stone dead brought foorth was she .
Of Furnus a Cuckold . MEn say that Furnus iealowes , is as quick as Linx of fight : And oftentymes he vseth eyes of glasse , clere glistering bright . Now sith that Furnus hath foure eyes , and well decerneth still : It makes mee muse and maruaile much why still hee sees so ill . His wife is wicked , wanton still : whiche he doth neuer see : Foole Furnus doth not see so well , but sure as ill sees hee .
Of Pope Innocent. 8. Eyght boyes Pope Nocent did ●eger , as many maides in all : O Rome , most iustly maist thou sure this Pope a father call .
Of Alexander 6. and his daughter Lucretia . NO gelding Alexander was : now dost thou aske mee why ? Lewd Lucrece was his daughter , and his wife with him to lye .
Against Claudia . TWo kisses Bossus askt of thee , when I in prensence was : ( He would haue geuen mony to ) of him thou didst not passe . Thou giuste no kisses openly , close thou dost kisse amayne : Of kisses thou to sparing art , to lauishe eke againe .
To Dauid Whitehed . VNto mee Willobey doth write , that Podagra the gowt Doth paine thee still : but Chiragra doth payne thee out of dout . The first remaineth in the feet , the second in the fiste : Thou canst not write to mee , but go well canst thou , if thou list .
To Leopoldus . I Haue thee promisde muche , thou ●ai●● ▪ what now declare to mee ? What I haue promisd I will giue : I nothing promisde thee .
Against Gaspus , whiche with one draught of wine or ale would be made drunke . GAspus , if thou wilt not be drunke then marke what I shall say : When as thou drinkest , drinke thou of an empty cup alway .
Against Colt a Preist . THose that deeme Colt hath nothing done , they greatly are beguild : He hath done somwhat , he hath plaid the colt , and got a child .
To the Reader . IF so but six good Epigrams , in all my booke there be : Then all is not pild paultrie stuffe , whiche reader thou doost see . But if six good thou do not finde , refuse then all the rest : And let them serue to wipe thy tayle if so thou thinke it best .
To the Reader . SVfficient now , nay to to muche I trifled haue with thee : Farewell good reader : here an end : no more I le troublous be . Ludicra per verbares saepè notat●r acerba .
M. ROGER ASCHAM .
The sentence whiche Darius Kyng of Persia commaunded to bee engrauen on his Toumbe . DARIVS the Kyng lieth buried here : Who in riding & shoting had neuer pere .
The gracelesse grace of the Court. TO laugh , to lye , to flatter , to face : Fower waies in Coure to win men grace . If thou bee thrall to none of theese , Away good Pekegoose , hence Ihon Cheese . Marke well my worde & marke their deede , And thinke this verse parte of thy Creede .
A verse of Homer , translated into Englishe , by M. Watson . ALL trauelers do gladly report great praise of Vlysses : For that he knewe many mens maners , and saw many cities .
Of the herbe Moly , translated out of Homer . NO mortall man , with sweat of brow , or toile of minde : But onely God , who can do al , that herbe doeth finde .
Of Newters . NOw newe , now old , now bothe , now neither : To serue the worldes course , thei care not with whether :
Master Aschams lamentation for the death of master Ihon Whitney . MYne owne Ihon Whitney , now farewell , now Death doeth part vs twaine : No Death , but partyng for a while , whom life shall ioyne againe . Therefore my harte cease sighes and sobbes cease sorrowes seede to sowe : Whereof no gaine , but greater greef , and hurtfull care maie growe . Yet when I thinke vpon suche guiftes , of grace as God hym lent : My losse , his gaine , I must awhile , with ioyfull teares lament . Yong yeres to yeeld suche fruite in Courte , where seede of vice is sowne : Is sometyme redde , in some place seen , amongst vs seldome knowne . His life he lead , Christs lore to learne , with will to woorke the same : He read to knowe , and knewe to liue , and liude to praise his name . So fast to frende , so foe to fewe , so good to euery wight : I maie well wishe , but scarsly hope , againe to haue in sight . The greater ioye his life to me , his death the greater paine : His life in Christ so surely set , doeth glad my harte againe . His life so good , his death better , doe mingle mirthe with care : My spirite with ioye , my fleshe with greef , so deare a frende to spare . Thus God the good , while thei be good , doeth take : and leaues vs ill : That we should mende our synfull liues , in life to tarry still . Thus we well left , be better reft , in heauen to take his place , That by like life and death , at last , we maie obtaine like grace . Myne owne Ihon Whitney againe farewell , a while thus parte in twaine : Whom pain doeth part in yearth , in heauen greate ioye shall ioyne againe .
A golden sentence out of Hesiodus . THat man in wisedome passeth all , to knowe the beste who hath a head : And meetly wise eke counted shall , Who yeelds hym self to wise mennes read : Who hath no witte , nor none will heare , Among all fooles the bell maie beare .
A verse of Homer . WHat follies so euer greate princes make : The people therefore doe goe to wracke .
An excellent saiyng of Homer . WHo either in earnest or in sporte , doeth frame hymself after suche sort , This thyng to thinke , and that to tell , my harte abhorreth as gate to hell .
A saiyng of Adra●tus , out of Euripides . WHat thyng a man in tender age hath moste in vre , That same to death alwaies to kepe he shal be sure : Therefore in age who greately longs good fruite to mow : In youth he must hym self apply good seede to sowe .
FINIS .

TRIFLES BY TIMOTHE KENDAL deuised and written ( for the moste part ) at sundrie tymes in his yong and tender age .

Tamen est laudanda voluntas .

CORNELIVS GALLVS . Diuersos diuersa iuuant , non omnibus annis omnia conueniunt , res prius apta nocet . Exultat leuitate puer , grauitate senectus , inter vtrumque manens stat iuuenile decus . Hunc tacitum tristemque decet , fit clarior ille laetitia , & linguae garrulitate suae .
THE AVTHOR TO HIS Pamphlets and Trifles . BOrbon in France beares bell awaie , for writyng trifles there : In Englande Parkhurst praysed is , for writyng trifles here . Now sith that these were learned bothe , and trifles did indite : Shall I now shame , of youthfull daies , my triflyng toyes to write ? No sure I blushe not : hence my booke , let all men read thy verse : Graue men graue matters , sportfull youth must sportfull toyes rehearse . Now reader lende thy listnyng eare , and after syngyng Larke : Content thy self of chattyng Crowe , some homely notes to marke .
The Author to hymself . T To serue thy God , thy Prince , thy soile , endeuour all thy life : I In peace delight : seke still to staie , the stormes of sturdie strife . M Make muche of Modestie : be meke : take heede to clime to hye : O Offende not one : be true in harte : all filthy flattery flie . T Take tyme in tyme : temper thy tongue : from filthy talke refraine : H Helpe haplesse men : & hope for heauen : by pacience conquer paine : E Eate so to liue , liue so to die , die so to liue againe . K Kepe Counsell close : be fast to frende : and alwaies knowe thy self : E Esteme thou lastyng heauenly ioyes : passe not for worldly pelfe . N Naught tell , that close thou wouldst haue kept . greate guile in men doeth lurke : D Delight not to deceiue by craft , go plainly still to woorke . A Abandon vice , let vertue guide : vile sloth eschue and shun . L Learne stil to knowe , & knowe to liue ▪ and liue to praise the Sonne . L Liue in the Lorde : so shalt thou liue at last when all is doon .
A Comparison betwene CHRIST and the POPE . TO rule & raigne in pompous Pride , nought cared Christ at all : The Pope by wiles and wicked war subdues both great and small . A Crowne of thorne with scratching pricks our Christ did willing weare : A triple gorgeous crowne of gold the Pope on hed doth bear . Christ washt his poore Disciples feet as sacred Scripture showes : The Pope must haue the regall kinges come kisse his spangled toes . Christ like a painfull Pastor pure , his flocke did feede and fill : The Pope in pleasure spends his tyme and liues in riot still . Our Sauiour Christ endured paine and sufferd pinchyng want : The greate and glorious golden world the Pope sufficeth scant . With pacience Christ the Crosse did beare and was content with it : The Pope on shoulders borne by men in solemne sort must sit . All worldly wealth our Sauiour Christ contemd and set at nought : The Pope doth burne with loue of golde as muche as may be thought . Our Sauiour Christ did tribute pay ( as Scripture mention makes ) The polyng Pope the Clergy plagues and of them tribute takes : The Marchaunts from the temple , Christ expulst and put away : The Pope receiues them willingly , and keepes them still for ay . Our Christ in quiet pleasing peace did ioy and take delight : The Pope in blood and battle bragges and weapons glisteryng bright . An humble hart , and mildenes meeke in Christ did still abide : The furly Pope doth swim in silkes and swell in powtyng pride . Our Sauiour Christ had still his hands all naked , plaine , and bare : The Pope hath fingers fraught with ringes and stones , both riche and rare . Our Sauiour Christ regarded nought this roystyng rich aray : The Pope hath maskyng mad attire of gold and purple gay . Christ for a Colt an asses fole his two disciples sent : And on their homly mantels rude to ride he was content . The Pope on Courser hoysted hye through Rome must pricke and iet : Whose bridle braue and saddle shines with Pearle and gold befret . All Ordenances , statutes , lawes , that Christ did keepe and will : All euery one both more and lesse the spightfull Pope doth spill . Christ to the golden sky ascends that glitteryng , glorious showes : The Pope to Pluto plunging packs where fier with brimstone glowes .
Written in heuines . LIke as the wounded wight desires the Surgions hand : And as the Creeple lame desireth legges to stand . And as one farre on seas for land both longes and lookes : And as the thirsty hart desires the water brokes : Euen so my soule O God , doth long and looke for thee : Ay mee ( alas ) when shall I come my Sauiour sweet to see ?
An old verse . Quod sibi quisque serit : praesentis tempore vitae : Hoc sibi messis erit , cum dicitur , ite , venite .
In Englishe thus . WHat so eache mortall man doth sow : While he on earth doth bide and stay : Suche he againe shall reape and mowe : When it is sayd , aproche , away .
Otherwise . WHat so each sowes while he , in earth his race doth run : Such shall his haruest be , when it is said , go , come .
To an Epicure . WHat profits pleasure thee to day : if all to morrow faile ? Ah wretched caitife , ah alas , what doth one day auaile .
A letter written to T. w. gent. when he was scoller in Oxford . PEnelope that pearlesse peece of whom you often reed : Did neuer loue Vlysses so as I do you indeed . For why a thousand thinges there are whiche you haue doon for mee : That if I should liue Nestors yeres could scant requited be . But yet I trust my chaunce may chaunge the prouerbe old doth say : The weake may stand the strong insted : a dog may haue a day . Till tyme that fortune turne her wheell till thinges do go aright : Accept my Wilmer will in worth till welth may debt requite . On Saterday I will you send some Lessons for your Lute : And for your Citterne eke a few : take leaues till time of fruite . And thus I end desiring you to let my letter ly Lockt vp in coffer close that none the same but you may spie . For like as scriblers loth to haue good Scriueners vew their lynes So practisers mislike to haue good Poets read their rimes . Farewell my frend , and see you send a letter backe againe : So shall I thinke I well did spend my paper , pen , and payne .
Verses written to his father when he was scholler in Aeton . Scripsit admodum puer . WHat merrit parents , suche as doe their children set To schoole , wherby they may both welth and wisdome get . If suche deserue ( as sure they doe ) Perpetuall praise and fame : Then doutles you , O Father deer , do merrit euen the same .
Of Loue . LOue worketh woonders great , straunge thinges it bringes to passe : It maketh of a prudent man a very doltish asse .
Of Boner , and his brothers . FOule Boner with his cursed crue , that loued so the Pope : Did diuers plague and punishe , with the rodde , the racke , and rope . But ( God be thanked ) now their force , doeth faulter , fade , and faile : Their rods are spent , their rackes are rent , their ropes no more preuaile .
Of Pope Alexander . 6. HIs Christe , his keyes ▪ and altars all , doeth Alexander sell : Which he maie doe of right , and why ? before thei coste hym well .
To one of a diuers and straunge nature . SOmetyme a lowryng looke thou hast , sometyme a laughyng face : Now waspishe , wa●ward : to doe ought willyng an other space . Mournfull now , merrie anon : now surly , sullen , sad , Powtyng : pleasaunt anone againe , perte , iollie , iocunde , glad . Thou bothe art like Democrit , and Heraclitus beside : No man without thee can remaine , nor with thee well abide .
Of the workes of Poets . AS in a pleasaunt groue , or goodly garden grounde : Among sweete smellyng flowers , some stinkyng weedes are founde . Like so in Poets plottes , bothe good and bad is sowen : Be warie therefore , choose the best , and let the worste alone .
How to get the loue , bothe of God and men . WHo leaues , who loues , who liues , who lends : who spares , who spies , who speakes , who spends , Shall purchase to hymself the loue , of men beneath , and God aboue .
Exposition . WHo leaues to lead a lothsome life : Who loues the Lazor poore to feede , Who liues in loue , and hateth strife : Who lends who lackes , and stands in ne●de . Who spares to spende , and waxeth wise , Who spies the baite , and shunnes the hookes Who speakes the truthe , and hateth lies : Who spends his tyme in sacred bookes . Hym God hymself in heauen aboue : And men beneath shall like and loue .
A similitude , of Idlenes . AS water cleare and cleane corrupts , and stinkes by standyng still : So sluggishe slothe doeth slaie the soule , and eke the bodie spill .
What thyng he feareth moste . NO stabbyng glaue , nor stickyng knife , Nor darte dread I , that reueth life . No Fencers skill , no thrustyng pricks , No thunderyng threates of despirat Dicks . No chillyng cold , no scaldyng heate , No grashyng chaps of monsters greate . No plague , no deadly vile desease , No broilyng blaze , no swallowyng seas . No gaulyng greefes , no cares that crushe , Of these I recke not of a Rushe . An ill there is whiche doeth remaine , That troubles more and putts to paine : A fawnyng frende moste mischief is , Whiche seekes to kill yet semes to kisse .
How the xij . signes doe gouerne and rule in mannes bodie . THe Ram is Rex , and rules , aboue in hedde and face : The necke and throate the Bull , possesseth for his place . In armes and shoulders bothe , the Twinnes doe raigne and rest : The Crab is kyng , and keepes the stomacke , lungs , and breast . The Lion kyng of beasts , doeth bide in backe and harte : The Virgin hath the gutts and bellie for her parte . In reines , and lustie loynes , the Ballaunce beareth swaie : Among the secret partes , the Scorpion still doeth staie . The Archer hath the thighes , and Capricorne the knees : The leggs the Watermannes , the feete the Fishes fees .
Commendation and praise of Vertue . BY riches none are happie made , for riches slide awaie : Though got with sweate and labour greate , at length yet thei decaie . Faint faultryng fumblyng feble age decreaseth sturdie strength : Healthe sicknesse quailes : and beautie braue doeth flittyng fade at length . Sweete ticklyng pleasure tarries not , nor maketh any staie : But in an hower , a little tyme , doeth vanishe quight awaie . But Vertue faire adornes the mynde , and perfect doeth remaine : She stedfast bides , and neuer slides , and naught maie Vertue staine . No tyme can Vertue faire deface , she after death endures : And vs aboue the clustryng cloudes , a place with God procures . Vertue doeth make vs blessed , and a happie ende doeth giue : And when we rotten bones remaine , yet Vertue makes vs liue .
The couetous carle , compared to a Mule. THe churlishe chuffe , that hath enough in Coffer lockt and laied : And liueth harde , with Baken ●warde , a Mule maie well be saied . Mules carrie coi●e , and iewelles ofte , plate , golde , and riche arraie , Greate treasure : yet they droylyng drudge , and feede on homely haie .
To a frende . LIue as a man , persist in doyng well : Endeuouryng aye , all others to excell .
Christe speaketh . THe ayre , the yearth , the seas , the woods , and all shall once awaie : Alone my worde shall still remaine , and ( standyng stedfast ) staie .
To hymself . WHat likes thy mynde or fansie best ? what doest thou moste desire ? Doest couet costly buildyngs braue ? or riches doest require ? I force not these : what then wilt haue ? greate store of lande to eare ? Kyngs pleasures ? or delightst thou in fine princely daintie cheare ? If these should like me , I should like , with toyle and care to be : For rest and riches make no matche , thei hardly doe agree . As Irus I should liue , though I whole kyngdomes had in holde : And Cre●us though I did enioye , thy heapes of hourded golde . Bare , naked , came I hether , and nakt shall I hence againe : Why therefore should I care for aught , or put my self to paine ? Inioye and mirthe I le spende my tyme , and naught shall me anoye : I le laugh to scorne , the mucke , the moulde , whiche worldlyngs riche enioye . What ? carest thou for nothyng then ? yes , this of God I craue : That still I maie a quiet mynde , and healthfull bodie haue .
To one so giuen to goe braue . That at last he left hymself like a slaue . WIth braue outlandishe straunge araie , you ( lusty ) long were clad : And sundrie sutes of sundrie sortes , for sundrie tymes you had . Sometime Frenche fashions pleasd you best : sometyme the Spanishe guise : In costly colours cuttyng still , you went with staryng eyes . But now at last you royste in rags , rude , rogishe , rent and torne : What fashion this ? or whose ? declare is this beyonde sea worne ?
To one that made his bragges that he was nosed like vnto kyng Cirus . THou saiest thou art hauknosed right , so as kyng Cirus was : Saie to thou hast kyng Midas eares , who earde was like an Asse .
Of money and lande . THis siluer , coine , and money , what ? ruste , though it glad : Possessions , lande , and liuyng , what ? duste , euen as bad .
Learnyng , LEarnyng doeth all thyngs farre surpasse , naught Learnyng maie excell : What profite comes to man thereby , ne pen , ne tongue maie tell : A spurre to youth , that pricketh forthe faire Vertue to obtaine : To crooked age a greate delight , and sollace sweete againe : A rocke and refuge for the wretche , and for the needie poore : And to the riche and wealthie wight , of substaunce greater store .
Of Tyme . TYme bringeth lurking thinges to light , tyme secrets doth bewray : The priuy pilferyng prigging theefe , tyme doth in time betraie .
Of Dice . THe cursed play of deuelish Dice , The daughter vile of auarice : The plague of loue and amitie : The very nurse of theuerie : The excersise of fury fell : And last the pathway plaine to hell .
Of women , water , and wine . WIne , wemen , water , each doth hurte , and put to paine : Wine , wemen , water , eache doth helpe , and ease againe .
Of wemens lightnes . WHat more then Fethers light , drie leaues , and withered grasse ? Yet these in lightnes wemen do surmount and far surpasse .
Again of the same . WHat thing is lighter then the flame ? bright lightnyng . what is thought Then lightning lighter ? wind . then wind ? wemen . then wemen ? nought .
Of the misery of man . WE weping come into the world : and weping hence we goe : And all our life is nothyng else , but grief , payne , toyle , and wo.
To his vnkle : HENRY KENDALL . MY triflyng toyes you ioye to reade and what my Muse doth write : My Muse ( deer vnkle ) ioyes againe of you for to indite . If you mine onely prop do slip , my Muse remaineth slow : The siluer Swan doth seldom sing but Zephir milde doth blow .
Of the Poet Lucan . FOule moody Mars his blustryng broyles , to see with cunnyng pend Who longs , let hym his listning eare to learned Lucan lend . So well his workes , do martiall feates and warlike deedes expresse : As noble Tullie● bookes bewray the fruites of pleasant peace . As quiet peace is to be wisht , and Tully to be red : So Lucan he that writes of warre ought not for to be fled .
Christ . WHo dyes in Christ , doth liue : who liues in Christ , from death is free : Where Christ doth present still appere there death can neuer be .
Gold , not God , regarded now adayes . THis age hunts all for hatefull coyne , for pompe and glory vaine : Addicted none to God , and Good , but all to Gold , and Gaine .
Of hymself . THe Bowe that bended standeth still , his strength will loose and lack : The lusty horse is lamd , with to muche burden on his back . But I , let fortune spit her spight , and spurnyng still disdaine . Will ( God to frend ) contented bide and stedfast still remayne .
Remedies against loue . LOues rigorous rage , or abstinence or tamyng time restraines : If these do misse , for remedie alone a rope remaines .
To all men . SHun man , shun ( oh ) soule slaiyng sinne , serue God vnto thy graue : Foule filthy foolish faulty folke the finds of hell shall haue .
Of Dearh . THe regall kyng and crooked clowne all one , alike , Death driueth downe .
Death spareth no kinde . NO state in earth we see , but draweth to decay : The Lyon made at last , to smallest birds a pray .
Who riche , who poore . RIch who ? who cares for naught , and is with small content . Poore who ? coyn caring carles to pelf and paultry bent .
Labour killes loue . IF that in toyle and takyng paine , thy pleasure thou do put : The fire doth die , fond fancies flie : Cupidos combe is cut .
The more a man hath , the more he desireth . AS riches rise , mans nature is , to grope and gape for more : Men couet most , when as their bags , be cramd and stuft with store .
To Iesus Christe . IF euer we thou loue , I ioyfull am for aye : If euer me thou leaue , my soule doeth sorrowe staie . If euer me thou loue , thrise happie then am I : If euer me thou leaue , then ( out alas ) I dye . If euer me thou loue , abounde I doe in blisse : If euer me thou leaue , then all thyng doe I misse . If euer thou me loue , who then as I so glad ? If euer me thou leaue , then who as I so sad ? If euer me thou loue , thou euer makst me liue : If euer me thou leaue , deathes dart thou dost me giue . If euer me thou loue , who liues so glad as I ? If euer me thou leaue , who dies so bad as I ? If euer me thou loue , in heauen thou makst me dwell : If euer me thou leaue , thou driust me doune to hell . Wherefore O louyng Lorde , loue still to make me liue : So shall I neuer leaue , thee laude and praise to giue .
Of Pope Iulius . 3. WEll tipled at the table once with drinke , when Iulius sate : ( A man whom wicked Rome her self , did spight , abhorre , and hate . ) As it is saied three boles at once , for hym were ready made : That he three burdens might at once , in vessells three vnlade . The first of all the vessells three , he filde with vomit vile : The next with pisse , the other he , with ordure did defile . No man can doe twoo thyngs at once , the prouerbe old doeth tell : This was a passyng Pope I trowe , that could doe three so well .
To Zoilus . BArke Zoilus till thy beallie breake : Of railyng thyne I will not reake .
Of an Astrnomer , and a Plowman . A Kyng sometyme determined , an huntyng for to ride : Of diuers persones did demaunde , what weather would betide . A student in Astronomie , ( there standyng by ) did tell It would be faire , so that his grace , might ride on huntyng well . A Plowman poore vnto the Prince , gan thus replie againe : Beleue hym not sur , bide at home , for sure I cham twull raine . The kyng did laugh , 〈◊〉 at last all businesse set aside ▪ The kyng with troup , and all his traine , doeth forthe on huntyng ride . Not entred scant the wood , but straite vppon the trees did dashe . A powryng shower that paied them all , and well the kyng did washe . The prince the Plowman praisde : and said looke thou where Starres do stand Poore Plowman : and prowd Strologer , take thou a whip in hand . The like Astronomers to this we haue in Englande here : More fitter for to till , then tell , except thei wiser were .
To Zoilus . WHo hath bestowd vppon thy browe , a garlande braue of Baie ? Suche as can clime Parnassus mount , those leaues should decke alwaie . To scoffers Zoilus suche as thou , and suche as styng with tong : To stingers suche a stingyng crowne , of Nettelles doeth belong .
Of Zenabon . WHile Zenabon vnhappie man , did Venus pleasures proue : His members vile were whipt awaie , by her whom he did loue .
Anacharsis the Philosophers saying . LIke as the webs which spiders spin ye see , By subtile slight ●●●●angle , take , & tye , The feble small and sooly ●hiftes bee , And let the bigger breake away , and flie . Like so the lawes the ●ower , mean , & poore , Do plague , and 〈…〉 , & make to pay : The noble man , or ●oche enioying store With small ado quight scotfree scape away .
Otherwise , and shorter . AS Cobwebs catch the lesser flies , and let the greater go : So those of power , and not the poore the Lawes doe fauour showe .
Precepts written to HENRY KNEVET gent. H Hurt not thy fo , help still thy frend : E Endure like DAMON to the end . N Neglect not vertue : vice eschew : R Reward the good with guerdon due . I In peace delight : foule discorde flie : E Eate so to liue , liue so to dye . K Know thou thy self : soule slaiyng sinne , N Nip in the head , ere it begin . E Endeuour not to clime to hye : V Vse not the needy to denye . E Exalt the hiest with praises oft : T That thou mayst mount the skies aloft .
Preceptes written in his frend RICHARD WOODWARDS praier booke , somtime his companion in OXFORD . R Refrain from sinne , I In vertue grow : C Care for thy frend , H Hate not thy foe : A Abandon vice , R Regard the wise : D Delight in loue , E Enuy dispise . W Wyn wealth against O Olde age in youth : O Order thy tongue , D Declare the trueth . W Ware pride , t will haue A Alwaies a fall : R Remember death ▪ D Dispatcheth all .
Of fower Beastes and the Spider . THe Boare in hearing vs doth passe , the Ape in tast , the Linx in sight : In smell the Gripe , in fealing quick the Spider goes beyond vs quight .
Ite , Venite . GO , ah a griping woord will be , but Come , a golden glad : Come shall be sayd toth blessed good , Go to the curssed bad .
Of the vanity of this world , WHat profits pompe and glory of the world so wicked vaine ? Sith after death we crumbling dust and rotten bones remayne .
To Zoilus . The Fem , the Floud , the Flame three mischefes Zoilus be : But Zoile thy tongue a mischefe worse then these repeated three .
Of hym that marryes twise . HIs first wife dead , and ●aid in graue , who doth a second seeke : Vnto a momishe mariner , and shipman he is leeke . Who hauyng booke his bark and scapt , with perrill great and paine : The surgyng swallowyng swellyng seas assayes and tries againe .
Of a wife . TO combersome a clog a wife is vnto man : She neuer doth hym good , nor profites him , but whan She dyes , and leaues to tread this toylsome worldly path : And leueth in her sted the golde she hoorded hath .
The same and shorter . A Husband of his wife hath neuer proffit , saue When she doth leaue her goods behind and goes herselfe toth graue .
Bewtie and Vertue seldom coupled . WHhere amerous bewtie braue doth bide doth vertue seld abound : The canker couchyng commonly in fairest rose is found .
How the Papist praies . THe Papist praies with mouth , his minde on gatheryng woolle doeth goe : Like to a iabberyng Ape , whiche doeth naught els but mumpe and mowe .
Who takes the paines , the profite gaines . WHo crackes the Nut , the kernell findes , the taste the sweete that sweate : The lasie Lurden liues in lacke , and nothyng hath to eate .
Who poore . THe wight that liues in want , is not to be accounted poore : But he that swimmes in plentie riche , and yet desireth more .
To one that married a foule wife for riches . THy wife is foule , deformed , blacke : but storde with coine is she : Thou marriedst for thy hands to feele , not for thyne eyes to see .
Of Wine . WIne makes men sad , and febles for●e , wine maketh strong and glad : If to muche taken be thereof , if that a meane be had .
Of Phisitions . THree faces the Phisition hath : first as an Angell he ▪ When he is saught : next when he helpes , a God he semes to be . And last of all when he hath made , the sicke deseased well And askes his guerdon , then he semes an ougly Fiend of hell .
To an vnskilfull Phisition . AChilles with a sword did slaie his foes . Thou killest with a hearbe on ground that growes Thee worthier then Achilles I suppose .
Of a Fishe , a Swallowe , and an Hare , shot through at one shoote . an vncertayne Author . AN Hare to shunne the gredie Grewnde , that did hym ferce pursue : Lepte in a riuer , thinkyng so , to bid the Dog adue . An Archer by beholdyng this , with Bow there ready bent : ( In hope to hit hym as he swam ) an Arrowe at hym sent . By hap a Swallowe skirde betwene , withall vp lept a Roche : And so the Hare , the birde , the fishe , his shafte at once did broche .
To the Rechlesse route . NO longer linger , leaue delaie : tyme swifte awaie doeth runne : Repent betyme , no man knowes when , the latter daie shall come .
Of Wiuyng . A Marryng for to marrie , still thus all men all doe saie : Thus saie thei still , yet wittyngly , men marrie euery daie .
Tyme doeth all . THe huge greate Oke was once a plant , a whelpe the Lion fell : And famous learned Cicero , once learnde his words to spell .
Be aduised ere thou speake . THe woorde that once hath past thy lips , can not be calld agen : Aduisde be therefore how thou speakst , to whom , what , where , and when .
To one furious and full of Pride . IF Seneca of auncient tyme , or Terence had thee seen : Thou wouldst haue Senecs Aiax feirce , and Terence Thraso been .
To Henry Kneuet gent. I Knowe not where the Poets faine , the Muses for to bee : But this I knowe my Kneuet sure , they tarrie still with thee .
Idem est pauperibus , diuitibusque Deus . THe beggars , and the biggers birth , and ende all one for aye : As deare to God the selie swaine , as he that beareth swaie .
To Markes a marker of faultes . MArkes , marke what I shall saie to thee , the truthe I tell thee plaine : If Markes thou marke me any more , I shall thee marke againe .
To the Pope . THy harte is on thy halfpenie , horse , harlotts , haukes and hounds : No recknyng of Religion made , where vice so muche abounds .
To a sweete mouthed minion . EChe curious cate , eche costly dishe , your daintie tooth must taste : Ne lickes , ne likes , your lippes the meate , where pleasure none is plaste . Fine venzon fatte must be your foode , Larke , Partridge , Plouer , Quaile : A likerishe lip , a likerishe lap , as tongue is , so is taile .
A verse wherein the numerall letters shewe the yere of the Lorde , when the Queene began her raigne ouer this Realme . THe pope , eke aL hIs PaVLtrIe trashe Was banIsht qVIght anD CLeen ▪ When nobLe faIre ELIzabeth Was CroVnD fIrst engLIshe qVeen . Nouembris . 17. 1558
A Rime against ROME . ROme couetous for coine doeth call : She empties coffer , pouche and all . If thou doe let thy purse alone , From Pope and patriarkes thence be gone . But if with pence thou plie them still , And if their chests with coine thou fill , Absolue thei will and pardon thee , How faultie foule so ere thou bee . Ho , God be here : whose there ? a maide . What comst thou for ? to craue your aide . Hast coine ? naie croslesse cleane : then kepe thee there : I haue : how muche ? enough : then come thou nere .
To one named Loue . I Loue the Loue , my loue : loue me my loue therefore : And when I leaue to loue my loue , then let me liue no more .
To a common Bragger . THou sturdie calst thy self : but thou canst better farre , then fight : Put S awaie , and what thou art , thou then declarest right .
A prettie similitude . LIke as the beggar hides his skinne , where it is faire and white : And will not open any place , that whole maie seem to sight . But contrary his lothsome soares , he shewes for men to vewe : His bloudie cloutes , and rotten raggs , that all might on hym rewe . So ne should we of our good deedes , or bragge or boaste at all Before the Lorde , but shewe our synnes , and so for mercie call .
Of a certayne Ruffian . A Smithfield Ruffian in a fray as feircely he did fight : Was of the hand that held his sword , by sworde dispatched quight . Whiche whipt away ( in suche a sorte ) as sone as he did see : Flingyng his dagger at his fo , nay then take all sayd he .
Of a certayne Ciuilian . THou calst thy selfe Ciuilian , thou art not full so muche : If Ci. be out , as then remaines in deede thy name is suche .
Of a Lawyer . THou saist thou art a Lawyer : the letters two next L Put out : and then the rest declares thy name and nature well .
To one that sayd he was a Lawyer almost . THou saist thou art a Lawier almost : thou dost not iest : Put letters two next L. away and then thou art the rest .
Agayne , of a Lawyer . THou saist that for Lawier , then thee none may be better : Nor none so good ( say I ) put out the third and second letter .
Ridyng by the way with a gentleman , and beyng Demaunded by hym , the difference betwene their horses , he thus answered extempore . THe difference dost thou aske betwene thy horse and myne ? What difference twixt a ioltyng Iade and Palfray amblyng fine .
Wrytten to a frend , in hys extreme sicknesse . MY Titus if thou hast thy health , then shall I greatly Ioy : As for my selfe , I am in health , if health be sicke anoye . I pine ( God helpe ) in feuer falne : a wretche of wretches I : Farewell , vnlesse the highest helpe my dayes are done , I dye .
An Epitaph vppon the death of M. Ihon Bradford . NO Scholler ought or must , aboue his master be : Who so doth serue , and honour God , great troubles suffers he . Eache sonne the Lord doth loue , he beates and scourgeth ay : Vnpleasant , hard , and strait the path to heauen that leades the way . These saiynges , blessed Bradford , while thou didst reuolue in minde : The thundryng threates of wicked wights , their cruelties vnkind , Their flatteries fair , their force , their fraud , thou nothing didst set by : But didst yeld vp with willyng hart thy Corps in fier to frie.
A prancke of Pope Iulius 3. about a Peacocke . A Certaine Pope that Iulius hight , at dinner on a time , Vppon his table placed had , a daintie Peacocke fine . Which though it were a daintie dishe , he could not tutche as then : Wherefore , go take this same away , he said vnto his men , And keepe it cold till supper tyme . and see in Garden fair I suppe at night , for vnto mee as then will guests repair . When Supper tyme approched was , among his sumptuous meat And Peacockes whot , his Peacocke cold he saw not there to eate . Wherefore he gan to lowre , and powt , to sweat , to swell , to sweare : Such thundring threatnings throwing out that all amazed were . A Cardnall by beholdyng this , entreatyng hym gan say : O holy father be content , and this your anger stay . Indeede your waiters worthy are , for to be chid and shent : But sith it was against their willes , let passe and be content . Then Iulius Pope with fomyng mouth and flashing firie eyes : In angry mood , as he were mad , gan answere in this wise . If God for apple onely one , so angrie were quoth he : That he expeld from Paradice , our Parents , he , and she . Why may not I his Vicar here , be movd to anger then For this same bird : better this bird then apples ten and ten . Although this Pope with Peacockes fleshe lovd still to cram his craw : Yet for a Peacock thus to rage , he showd hym self a daw .
To a certayne frend . SOmtimes in London thou dost liue : somtimes in Cuntrey soyle : In Cambridge now and then : sometymes in Courte thou keepst a coile . Leaue rangyng thus : ceasse thus thy self still to and fro to tosse : The restlesse stone , that rowleth still , doeth seldome gather mosse .
Written vnder the picture of M. Thomas Becon . LOe reader here , his portrature , as liuely as maie bee : What Painters pen and paine might doe , ( good reader ) thou doest see . The dowments of his mynde deuine , whiche pen might not displaie Nor Painter paint , hym self doeth by his learned woorkes bewraie .
Of the picture of Thomas Cranmer , sometyme worthie Archbishop of Canterburie . LEarned thou wast , and godlie bothe , while Cranmer thou didst liue : A happie and a happlesse life , vnto thee God did giue .
Of his owne picture . MY front well framd the Painter hath , whiche he behelde with eye : My harte is knowne , to God alone , whiche holdes the heauens on hye .
Againe . MY browe the Painter hath exprest : God knowes the secrets of my brest .
Of fower liuyng creatures , that liue by the fower Elementes . THe beast Camilion liues by ayre , the Herryng doeth desier In waues to liue , the Mole in mould , the Spotted beast in fire . Salamander .
Of Papistes . IF murdryng monsters mount the skie : Then Papists thither packe perdie .
A saiyng of S. Ciprian . THei whiche doe loue them selues to paint , with coulers straunge and gaie : Thei haue to feare that God nill knowe , them at the latter daie .
An other saiyng of S. Cyprian . THe leude whiche loue to paint their locks with red and yellowe fine : Thei doe prognosticate , but how their heads in hell shall shine .
Xij. abuses in the life of man , collected out of S. Cyprian . 1 WIthout good woorkes a prudent wight , 2 A sire without Religion quight . 3 A youth without obedience : 4 A wealthie wight that giues no pence . 5 A woman that is shamelesse stout : 6 I guide that vertue is without . 7 A Christian man contentious : 8 A poore man proude and sumptuous . 9 A kyng that ruleth not by right : 10 A bishop negligent and light . 11 Folke without discipline and awe : 12 Subiects that liue , and haue no lawe .
A saiyng of S. Austin . T Is naught on women but to looke , t is worse with them to chat : But wemen for to touche , perdie naught maie be worse then that .
An olde saiyng . AN Hunters breakfast cheefest is , a Lawiers dinner best : Monkes drinkyngs , Marchants suppers fine surmount and passe the rest .
Of Lacon . WHy Lacon didst thou choose thy wife , ( quoth one ) so feate and small ? To choose the lest , I holde it best , ( quoth he ) of euells all .
Thinkyng on the latter daie . IF euery man and woman would , thinke on the latter daie : Then men would mende , and women would , the wantons ceasse to plaie .
Please , Praise , and Praie . BE sure not long the worlde will laste , Please , Praise , and Praie therefore : Praie to the Lorde , hym praise and please , and care thou for no more .
Fiue thynges white . FOwer thyngs are wondrous white , the fifte shines more then all the rest : Snowe , siluer , Ceruse , hoarie heares , a chaste vnspotted brest .
Three thynges detestable . THree thyngs are detestable , vile : a beggar proude and hye : An old man leude and lecherous : a riche man that doeth lye .
Three things not to be lente . THree thinges a man not lendeth rife : his horse , his fighting sword , his wife .
Three things should not be forgotten . THree thinges should be remembered , and printed still in breast . Good turnes recevd , good precepts pure , and those that are deceast .
Of Mark miserable , that hanged hymselfe . MArk miser yesterday I hard , the hanging craft would trie : And vnder three pence ( caitif wretche ) no Halter could he buy . I buy no Ropes so dear ( quoth he ) the price amazd the elfe , For twoo pence halfpeny he agrees at last , and hangs hymself .
Of saiyng grace . WHo sittyng downe doth take his meales , And thankes not God in gratefull wise : Goes as a brutishe Oxe to boord , And rudely like an Asse doth rise .
The Best are hated of the Bad. THe ougsum owle Ioues bird doth hate , the lothsum Ape doth spite The Lion king , the carren Crow the Swan fair , siluer white .
To the carpyng Corrector . WIth kitish eyes thou canst decerne , the scapes of other men : But when thou shouldst correct thine owne , as blind as Bubo then .
A staffe . A Seemely thing in hand I am , old age vphold I right . I rule the steppes , I fear the dog , I ease the wery wight .
The saiyng of BIAS . BEhold thy selfe in Glasse , and if so faire thou be : Then doe thou fair and honest thinges as best beseemeth thee . But if deformed , fowle , and lothely thou appeare : Requite that foule deformitie , by manners fair and cleer .
To a frende . WHen fishes shun the siluer streames : When darknes yeldes bright Titans beames . When as the bird that Phoenix hight , Shall haue ten thousand mates in sight . When Ioue in Limbo low shall lye , And Pluto shall be plast on hye : Then I will thee forsake my deere , And not before , as shall appeare .
The torment of Turnecotes . IN readyng once a certaine booke cald Pasquin in a traunce : To finde the turnecotes torment there , by turnyng t was my chaunce . Suche as will ne hold with the hare , nor yet run with the hound : Suche as like waueryng whethercocks , with euery blast turne rounde . Suche as with nether , hic , nor haec , doe loue to be declinde : But still with hoc , like neuters nought , that turne with euery winde . These faines he to be fast with corde , betwene two pillers bound : About the mids , so that they hang , and can not tutche the ground . Vppon their heads a pair of Harts huge hornes are surely fixt : Hauyng a saile of linnen cloth their hidious hornes betwixt . And at their heeles there hangs a bag , with coyne and mony stuft : So turne these turnecotes whirlyng round with euery little puft . For as the winde doth rise and blowe , and strike the stremyng sayle : Their heeles are heavd on hie to heauen , then eache turnes vp his taile . And as the wind doth ceasse to blowe , and quiet doth remaine : Then doth the ponderous poundstone purse bring doune their feete againe . So are these wretches whirld about , and now their heads on hye : And straight their heeles are heued vp vnto the loftie skye .
Translated out of Theocritus . CVpido Venus dearlyng defte , to sweete his lipps with mell Sore longyng , came vnto an Hiue , where Bees did shroude and dwell . And mindyng now with Honie sweete , to fill his bellie full He thrusts his hande into the Hiue , and fast beginnes to cull . The Bees bestirre them , by and by , and prickt hym with their styngs : Deft Cupid dolefull doeth depart , and takes hym to his wings . He stamps , he stares , he taketh on : he knowes not what to doe : At last with tinglyng stynged hande , he comes his mother to . And thus beginns to make his mone : ah mother , mother myne : The Bee moste vile and pestilent , hath kilde Cupido thyne . Ah , out alas , what shall I doe ? I neuer would haue thought The selie simple shiftlesse Bee , could haue suche mischief wrought . Quoth Venus smilyng : what ? alas , and doeth it greeue you so ? Content your self , you are but small , yet how you strike you knowe .
Preceptes written to his Cosen Paul Tooley . P PVre toward thy frende perseuer still : A Auoide all anger that is ill . V Vpon the poore thyne almes bestowe : L Leaue vice , in vertue loue to growe . T Talke little , heare muche : tell truth : O Obeye thy better : bridle youth . O Obtaine the loue of greate and small : L Look on the Scriptures , ponder Paul. E Earne , learne to liue , with life and lim : Y Yelde praise to God , and praie to hym .
To all render : Youthes and young schollers . IF learnyng you neglecte , in age you will crie , ah alas , Why did I not to studie sticke , in childhoode while I was .
A young schollers Poesie . LEaue plaie , and loue learnyng : For feare of stripes earnyng .
Verses written at the request of his Cosen MARY PALMER , in her praier booke called THE POMANDER OF PRAIER . Make muche of modestie : be alwaies meke : Abandon vice : for golden vertue seeke . Regard the good : the ill set nothyng by : Yn mynde remember still that thou must die Please parents thyne : persist in doyng well : Ay striue to staine the rest : and to excell . Liue , learne , & loue : & alwaies know thy self : Muse al on heauen : passe smal on worldly pelf . Endeuour at the narrow gate to enter in : Rule so thy self immortall faine to win .
To one that called hym Spendall . THou spend all doest me call : I graunt muche coine I spende perdie : But thou doest spende thy self on whores , thou spendest more then I.
To a Niggard that called hym vnthrift . THou saiest I spend all , spend all still , and nothyng vse to purse : Thou pursest all , and spendest naught : I ill doe : thou doest worse .
To a certaine frende . THou spend all doest me call : thou calst me rendall to : I spende , rende , nothyng mende thou saiest , yes sure , I mende my shoo .
The nature of the Hernshew . THe Hearnshew though she haunt the brookes , and riuers eke that runne : Yet rayne and tempest she abhorres , and seekes the same to shunne By soryng vp and mounting hie : she shrowdyng still doth rest A loft in tops of tallest trees , and there doth make her nest . She shuns her foe the Goshawke great , and Hawkes of other kinde : Her hates and plagues the Hauk again , when that he can her finde When as the Hawk and Hernshew fight , and striue aloft in skie : For this one thing , with might of wing , both striue especially Who may aboue the other get : if Hawke haue highest place With earnest flight he conquers quight , the Hernshew in short space . But if the Hernshew highest get , she squirtyng downe doth cast Her dirt and dunge , the Hawke vppon ▪ and spoiles hym so at last .
Fower properties of the dog . FOwer propertyes praiseworthy sure , are in the dog to note : He keepes the house , he feares the thefe by barking with his throte . He playes well the Phisition , with lickyng tongue he cures : Vnto his master still he stickes , and faithfull fast endures .
Of Boner . OF Bishops al , the best some did thee call : Indeed thou wast the beast of bishops all .
To a naughty Lawier . WOuldst haue mee tell what law thou hast ? thou hast as muche as need : An old said saw , need hath no law . no more hast thou indeed .
Translated out of an Italian writer . LYcoris in her bosome beares , two Apples faire that shine : Againe two Strawberries she beares , in bosom hers deuine . Her bourly breastes two apples be , her nipples be two berries : Her apples shine as white as snowe , Her nipples red as cherries . Loue came and suckt her tender brests and said , now milke farewell : My mothers brests with milke do strowt , but these with Nectar swell .
AENIGMATA . Nix . MOre white I am then plume of Swan : Daughter of Winter colde I am . Lesse harde then Ice congeald am I : Yet not lesse colde then Ice perdie . Thinner then Mushrome that doeth growe : To water thin heate makes me goe . The letter first take from my name , And nine in number thou doest frame . If this woorde COR thou ad to me : The blackest birde I am to see .
A Cherrie . A Red skin glisteryng me doeth hide , I doe with ioyce abounde : In steade of harte I holde a stone , wherein is kernell founde .
Paries . WIth Lime together linkt am I , strong made with stone am I : I shield from shatteryng showers the house , the house I fortifie . Take E awaie , and I shall be of Ida Shepherd then : The Iudge betwene the goddesses the wracke of Troye agen , And eke moste filthie Leacher vile . if P thou take awaie : With hornes I pushe : walles doune I rushe : the heauens I garnishe gaie .
The Snaile . BOnelesse and footlesse quight am I , and quight deuoide of heare : I haue no eyes to see withall , but what my hornes doe beare . Where so I goe , or where I touche , I leaue a filthie slime : Salte frettyng , doeth me sore annoye : the tallest tower I clime .
A Tennice ball . WIthout , without here smothe I am , yet full of heare within : Rounde like a Boule : though feete I want , to runne I doe not lin. Although fine feathers light I lacke , yet mounte I doe alofte : And looke when I am striken , then my strength repaire I ofte .
Vespertilio . OF Euenyng darke my name I take : my winges are made of skinne : As other birdes I am not clothde with feathers light and thinne . I onely bryng forthe yonge : alone my duggs with milke doe swell : All other birdes want teeth , with teeth but I am fenced well .
The Combe . ADornde with teeth on euery side , I framed am of boxe : Let baldepate me forbeare to vse : I parte the kangled locks .
Castanea . IN forrest faire I growe : eight letters spells my name : Take three the laste awaie , and so thou skant shalt finde a dame .
Of fower birdes , signifiyng the fower quarters of the yere . THe Chaffinch showes when winter comes ▪ whiche synges in Winter colde : When chittering Swallowe doth returne , then Spryng is come be bolde . The Cuckoo chauntes in Sommer tyme , when all thinges glister greene : The birde that hights Ficedula , in Autumne still is seen .
To the Reader TAke in good parte these triflyng toyes , good Reader whiche I write : When as I was a boye with boyes , these toyes I did indite . Tushe , tushe , thei foolishe are thou saiest : I graunt , thei are in deede : But where are thy wise wondrous workes , now where are thei to reede ?
To his Cosen IHON KENDALL . MY Kendall cosen deare and frende , all thyngs kend of thee bee : Of thee the Scriptures all are kend . is not all kend of thee ? He whiche knowes all , & knowes not Christ naught knowes he : this is plaine : Ken all of Christ , whiche is the hiest , and count the rest as vaine .
To his dere brother IHON SHEPPARD gent. of Grayes Inne . MY brother deere , my hope , my chere , my trusty Sheppard true : The surest Sheppard I can finde among the Sheppards crue . By name thou art a Sheppard sure a Sheppard eak in deed : A happy Sheppard I thee finde to mee in all my neede . So long as thou my Sheppard art , in lacke I can not liue : To pasture greene , by pleasant brokes , thou daily dost mee driue . Thou plaist the part of pastor pure , thou keepst me in the way : Thou wilt not let mee wander wilde in wildernes astray . Thou wilt not let me set my foote , in Popishe path to tred : Thou dost abhorre as Plutos Pit his mitred monsters hed . Persist good brother in the race , thou hast begun to runne : Serue God so as thou daily dost , the snares of Sathan shunne . Fight like a valiant Sheppard stout , against the Woulfe of hell : Feede like a Pastor pure the poore , so as thou hast done well . So shall the Lord be Sheppard thine , and pay thee double twice : And bryng thee to the pasture pure , of princely paradice .
An Epitaphe vppon the death of the right wise and worthy Matron the Lady ALSE AVENON . IF that a modest Matrones misse , should moned be with cryes : Then shreek and cry for her alone , that here engraued lyes . If for to wayle the want and losse , of suche a Matrone rare It be a fault , for her alone your cryes and shreeches spar● .
An EPITAPHE vppon the death of his deere Mother , ALSE KENDALL . Which died and lieth buried at Northaston . LO here she lyes , whose honest life perpetuall praise deservd : Lo here she lyes , whose life well led from vertue neuer swervde . Lo here she lyes , whiche livd in loue still with her linked feer : Lo here she lyes , whiche while she livd still held her children deer . Lo here she lyes , whiche lovd her frend , and hated not her fo. Lo here she lyes , that was belovd of all sortes , hye and low . Lo here she lyes , that alwaies lovd her neighbour as her selfe : Lo here she lyes , that more esteemd of heauen , then worldly pelfe . Lo here she lyes , whiche hated lies , and lovd to tell thee tr●th : Lo here she lyes , whiche gaue the poore , both mony , meat , and cloth . For fine , in few wilt haue declarde of euery man the mind ? Here lyes ALICE KENDALL worthy wife , the flower of woman kind . Here lyes her bones , hard crusht with stones in life lame were her lims : Now dead , her soule in siluer stremes of Sollace sweetly swimmes .
An Epitaphe vpon the death of his deare father , William Kendall : which died ( beyng cut of the stone ) and lyes buried at Northaston in Oxford shire . HEre lies he dead , with stones opprest , whom stones opprest in life : Aye me that he was forste to dye , by dint of deadly knife . Wo worthe the wretche that ript his fleshe : yet wretche why saie I so ? Sith needs he would suche torments trie , to ende his paine and woe . The life he lidve , was sure no life , but euen a death in life : And therefore pluckyng pangs he provde , of cutters caruyng knife . He thought by pluckyng pinchyng pangs , to ende his pinyng paines : He thought to rid the ragged stone , that tide hym so in chaines . But ( out alas ) he ridde his life , ( oh grisly gripyng greef ) He was dispatched of his life , and I of my releef . Ah farewell father myne moste deare , in earth we parte with paine : Northaston wants thee , wailes and wepes , wishyng for thee againe . We want and wishe : we waile and weepe : we mourne ( alas ) and misse : Thou ne doest mourne , nor missest ought , now plaste in heauenly blisse . My losse I doe lament : and yet I ioye for gaine of thine : I loste a father , thou hast gainde perpetuall ioyes deuine .
An Epitaph vpon the death of his deare aunt ELLEN KENDALL : which died , and lyes buried at BLOXAM . HEre Ellen lies lapt vp in earth : whiche alwaies liude to dye , And died to liue , to liue againe in lastyng ioyes on hye . Aye me when ( wretche ) I first gan liue , then gan she life to leaue : I thought to reape greate ioye by her , but she did me deceaue . She more esteemde of heauen then earth and therefore God did giue Heauen vnto her : she hopte for heauen , now she in heauen doeth liue . Ah farewell Aunte , thou gauste me life : I sukte thy tender breste : Thou diddest rocke me , when a babe in cradle I did reste . And haue I lost thee now so sone ? no force : greate is thy gaine : In heauen we shall with pleasure meete , though here we parte with paine . Still diddst thou liue the Lorde to loue , and thou didst loue to liue Still with the Lorde : and now the Lorde vnto thee life doeth giue . Lo , LIVE AND LOVE : this lesson learne , you that in earth remaine : That when you leaue to liue , you maie obtaine to liue againe .
THRENODIA . A sorrowfull Sonet vpon the death of Walter , late Erle of Essex . THe Primrose cheef of princely peeres , the Starre of Englande bright : The Prince of perfect pietie , the Diamonde of delight . O dogged Death by direfull darte , from Englande thou hast refte : Our sollace thou hast ta●e awaie , and vs in sorrowe lefte . We lothe to liue , and yet we loue to liue , alone for this : That we maie waile this worthies want , whom we so sore doe misse . Ah farewell Erle moste excellent , for thee doeth Englande weepe : The Prince , the peeres , the people shreke , in Death to see thee sleepe . Thy corps is clapt in cloddes of claie , thy soule is soard on hye : With sainctes aboue the clusteryng cloudes to pearche perpetually . Post cineres , virtus viuere sola facit .

Imprinted at LONDON in Paules Churche yarde , at the Signe of the Brasen Serpent by Ihon Shepperd .

Anno. 1577.

MARTIALIS . Dulcia defecta modulatur carmina lingua Cantator Cygnus funeris ipse sui .
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