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 Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. A12694) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 21126) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1475-1640 ; 1585:26 or 1671:20) Spare your good [10] p. in Poules churche yarde by [T. Marsh for] Anthony Kytson, Imprinted at London : [1555?] Title from caption on A1r; imprint from colophon, actual printer and suggested publication date from STC. A variant of the edition with Marsh's name in the colophon; first leaf is probably the first leaf of STC (2nd ed.) 23013 (cf. STC 2nd ed. -- "Tp verso line 2 from bottom: 'theym'). Signatures: pi¹ A⁴. Imperfect; first leaf, pi1 is torn, affecting text. Reproductions of the original in the Bodleian Library. eng eebo Spare your good. [no entry] 1555 12 1442 14 0 0 0 0 3 6338.42 F The rate of 6338.42 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the F category of texts with 100 or more defects per 10,000 words. 2009-05 Assigned for keying and markup 2009-06 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2009-07 Sampled and proofread 2009-07 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
Spare your good

EVen aboute the moneth of maye I wene it was the thirde daye Of that same moneth as I gesse And so it was so haue I blesse For I knowe it well by a thinge Of the whiche I haue had knowledgynge As here after ye shall heare full well Of a knightes sone how it befell A riche knight there was in Fraunce I vnderstan● And was a man of greate lande and hyght syr Thomas perlore a sone he had with his wyfe and no more And she was called faire Ysaungrayne and their sone called Rafelyne and of this childe ye shall heare and of his father and his mother dere Of his father he was lefe and dere So was he of his mother I you ensere So it happened vpon a daye That this yonge man shoulde sporte and playe His father bade hym go amonge wyse men That he might learne some good of them But this yunge man him bethought That after his fathers counsell he wold do nougt But to yll company he him drewe and learned all vyce and lefte vertue Tyll father and mother were deade Than coulde he none other rede But burye them after the comune vse Other sorowe woulde he none vse But forth he wente to his company anone and saide sirs let vs be mery euerychone Syr they saide welcome be ye truely and we all praye you hartely To syt by vs and kepe company So he did and thanked them hertely They called anone for meate & drincke of the beste For to eate and drincke as them lest and whan they had eaten and dronken theyr fyll Syr they saide knowe ye nothinge of oure wyll No by my faith he saide incontinente But by saint Thomas of kente I woulde haue at the hasarde a cast or two For to learne to caste the dyce to and fro and if here be any body that wyll for money playe I haue yet in my purse money and pledges gaye Some be nobles , some be crownes of Fraunce Haue at all who wyll of this daunce One of them answered with that worde and caste a bale of dyce on the borde and saide maister Rafeleyne wyll ye haue a fytre Haue at all yf ye wyll sytte Maister Rafeleyne drewe to his pouche Tyll he had loste coyne and o w●che Than he drewe out pledges fresshe and gaye Tyll all was gone and played awaye home he goeth lyke as he were out of his minde and solde al his goodes before and behynde and to harlotes he goeth and to baudes bolde For he thought his money shoulde euer holde To the tauerne and to the bordell he h●ndrest For al that his felowship d●d counsel him for the best But at the la●te whan all was gone Than he began to make his mone L●ke as here after ye shal vnderstande Therfore spare your good that ye haue in hande . Thus endeth the prolo●ue ALas my good is spente I haue no more Therfore I am troubled sore with great greuaunce in my herte rote To spende a pounde was but a small note Lyke as I was vsed to do here and there Therfore I must now mirth forbeare Whyche here before I did not vnderstande Therfore spare your good that ye haue in hande . What shall I now begin to do alace Here before I might go in euery place Wyth the best where so euer they wente vnto the wine , to the good ale , or to the bere al vnshent But for bycause gyue no more I maye Muste I be caste out of al game and play In my greuaunce is no remedy I vnderstand Therfore spare your good that ye haue in hande What auayleth it me to crye or to complayne then Whan my frendes and also my kynnesmen Maie neither se me nor heare me Therfore thincke I of them but lytell conforted to be Thus haue I spente al my good out right ●y●h playenge , wyth drinkynge day and night which euery wise man wil not do I vnderstande Therfore spare your good that ye haue in hand . Neuer I coulde perce●ue this great charge But my luste hath brought me in this rage The whiche I begin no● to vnderstand That money is lorde of all the lande For bycause I haue not hadde this in remembraunce Therfore pouertie and miserye is tall to my chaunce And am taken of no value I vnderstande Therfore spare your good that ye haue in hande I see that they with fingers point after me The whyche here before were vsed to prayse me And they let me passe by the dore The whiche I haue kepte good felowshippe to fore They mocke with me whiche I was wont● to trime May not I haue great repentaunce of this luste Ye and must suffre this I vnderstande Therfore spare your good that ye haue in hande Whan I was yonge and had good at wyll And euery body eate and drancke with me their fyll Than they did cal me in euery place Now they thincke I am not worth a lace Pouertye hath taken me with greate sorow I haue nothinge nor can nothinge borow Thus haue I but yll fortune I vnderstande therefore spare your good that ye haue in hand ●…ue thought in my minde Coulde I any good get or find I woulde not caste it awaye euery del● Lyke as my felowshippe did my counsel Whan I was vsed to beare money be my syde I thought not that it shoulde thus from me slyde Thus was I not wyse I vnderstande Therefore spare your good that you haue in hande Might I yet that daye liue That my frendes woulde me giue Some thinge where with all I might get richesse and honeste princypall I woulde thanke them nowe and than amonge But certes my thinketh they tary to longe Therfore I must suffer be it swete or soure I vnderstand Therfore spare your good that ye haue in hand Whan any body hath any richesse Euery body him worshippeth both more and lesse But and he haue nothinge in value He is nothinge sette by perdue And if he come hyther or els where Euerie bodye fleeth from him as he the deuyll were Ful often chaungeth his courage I vnderstande Therfore spare youre good that ye haue in hande . He that hath nothinge is taken of no value And wyll not do after good counsell perdue Lyke as of me ye maye example take Howe of ryot and other games was vsed to make Who so euer in the worlde yf ryot me bethought I coulde it lyghtly helpe for to be wrought whiche is now bitter it was than swete at that stand Therfore spare your good that ye haue in hande Wherfore sholde not I take now sorowe againe Ye certes there is none that wyl me any thing lene Euen thus the whele of fortune renneth And if good lucke dyd tame I sholude not be wete If it be good lucke or yll happe It commeth to him that shall haue it at a clappe Euery body maie se by me in this stande Therfore spare your good that ye haue in hande A man maye well a good felow be In the wine , in good ale , in bere where so it be and yf he thinke for the comune profyte also Here or there where so euer he go Thus may a man haunte mirth and gaine If he do it not by measure he is to blame For in euery thinge measure is good I vnderstand Therfore spare your good that ye haue in hand Farewell I sette you al this testamente Who wyll learne this shall be vnshente and can kepe him amonge good company Shall be fre of al sorowe and myserye Who so euer taketh this testamente in remembraunce Pouertye and myserye shall not fall to his chaunce Hys good his worshippe shall he kepe I vnderstande Therfore spare your good that ye haue in hande FINIS I Here endeth a lytell tre●tyse very profitable for euery yonge man and yonge woman called Syrs spare your good .

Imprinted at London in Poules churche yarde by Anthony Kytson .

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