The debate and stryfe betwene somer and wynter with the estate present of man. Debat de liver et de leste. English. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A20005 of text S109519 in the English Short Title Catalog (STC 6445). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 10 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 5 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 A20005 STC 6445 ESTC S109519 99845166 99845166 10052 2240879769

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 Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. A20005) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 10052) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1475-1640 ; 34:07) The debate and stryfe betwene somer and wynter with the estate present of man. Debat de liver et de leste. English. [8] p. Imprynted by me laurens andrew These bookes be for to sell [by R. Wyer?] at the signe of seynt Ioh[a]n Euangelyst, in saynt Martyns parysshe besyde Charynge crosse, [[London] : [1528?]] A translation of: Le debat de liver et de leste. Imprint from colophon; bookseller's name and publication date suggested by STC. In verse. Signatures: [A]⁴. Reproduction of the original in the British Library. eng Seasons -- Early works to 1800. Man (Christian theology) -- Early works to 1800. eebo The debate and stryfe betwene somer and wynter with the estate present of man. [no entry] 1528 10 1485 1 0 0 0 0 0 6.73 B The rate of 6.73 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the B category of texts with fewer than 10 defects per 10,000 words. 2012-07 Assigned for keying and markup 2012-07 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2013-01 Sampled and proofread 2013-01 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2013-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion

The debate and stryfe betwene Somer and wynter with the estate present of Man .

anthropomorphic representation of the seasons of winter and summer
depiction of winter Wynter
depiction of summer Somer

Somer spekyth first EVery thynge of my comynge is desirous For I cause the trew louers hartis to be amerous All birdes by me / renew their songes glorious In the shadow / vnder my bowes grene & copious wynter Frende what be ye / that maketh so great boste Saynge that you haue all at wyll on your coste Be you so valiaunt as ye say / & of so greate bownte That so great ioye demeaneth of what contre be ye Somer Frende why demaunde you of my hye estate Of god and his mother / I am very puysant create In so moche that all the worlde dothe me great honoure I am tyme of somer to all creatures great plesure wynter Somer thou doest greate wronge / to boste so as I trow If thou canst no answere make / to that that I wolde know wherfore sholde the worlde / to the do such honour here Fro deth to life / canst not thou reise the ded leyd on bere Somer Frende & what art thou to whome I shulde answere Thou art very olde as thynketh me go shaue thy here I trow thou art very colde for frosen is thy cote As great a fyer nedfull is for the as wolde make an yron hote wynter Somer / I am named wynter that in to many contres Sende forth of my goodes / rayne frost & snowes where so euer that I am / is founde often great colde I make riche men were furred gownes / & spend som of their golde Somer wynter loued as I am / canst thou in no wyse be Thorow me cometh good wyne / & corne & good fruites gret plente But thorow the all theis goodis be wasted & destroied Thou causest the people / suffer moche wo / it can not be denyed Wynter Somer yf that I were not / thou sholdest be made full lene By many a beste venymus / of the which I make the clene Of snakes / adders / & stynkynge wormes & of mamy a flie From the I make clere delyueraunce by my great curtesye Somer Wynter this that thou sayest / is not worth a drope of rayne Euery thynge reioyseth my comynge and therof is right fayne Thou causest all thynges to be kepte in mewe Bestis birdis & floures / by the lese all their Ioy and hewe Wynter Somer thou art not beloued but of the pore and nedy That with great payne get their lyuyng / and therto be not spedy They haue no wyll to labour / in felde nor in garysone But only to spoyll of their clothes / & lowse them at thy sonne Somer Wynter all thy saynge / is not worth a here of wull I haue the swete nyghtyngale / that syngeth with notes full Prayng euery louer / that he to loue do his payne Who can than holde hym selfe fro loue / nother fre nor vilayne Wynter Somer theis plesures thou spekist of / be not profitable I loue better the good wynes / & good swete metes vpon my table That is to me more plesaunt / agreable & more Ioyous delyght Than songes of byrdes / & these louers Ioye that often be lyght Somer wynter I haue yonge damsels that haue theyr brestes whyte That go to gader the fayr flowres with their louers bryghte The whiche swetely kyseth them laughynge merely And than go they thens glad & gay syngynge Ioyfully wynter I haue more of my ease than thou hast of delyghtes I haue my chambres made plesaunte and paynted for all syghtes There is no people in the worlde greate nor small Bestys and byrdes wythout nombre but be paynted on the wall Somer Wyntyr all thy desyre is the belly to fyll Bett were to be in a grene herbre where one may haue his wyll His trew loue to enbrace & to kysse swete Than to be at the fyre in chafynge of his fete Wynter Somer in this good tyme I haue great assembles I haue burgeses & marchantes with well furred robes Futred hose & good mantles & good cheynes of golde For me they make a great fyer to chere my bonys olde Somer Wynter thow sayest trew of god by thow accursed Thou sellyst in to exyle my goodes & mone ymburssed All that thow lyuyst by ? commeth fro me wherfor I am sory And of thyne haue I nothynge it maketh my hart heuy Wyntyr Somer thow vnderstondest not my dede & my reason Thou haste good potage made with fleshe of my season As the hogges that I slee that maketh the good bakon The good brawne of my tyme is etyn afore thy venyson Somer Wynter god send the an euyll desteny For all that commeth in thy tyme is not worth a peny Nomore than a man scholde sayle ouer the salte flode And ware sholde bryng ouer with hym nouther holsom nor gode Wynter Somer men make greate Ioy what tyme I com in For companyes gadareth togyther on the eue of seynt martyn Ther is nother great not small but than they wyll drinke wyne If they sholde lay theyr cote to gage to drynke yt or it fyne Somer wynter in the moneth of may whan thou lurkyst in bowre I haue prymeroses & dayses & the wyolet slowre The whych be for the trew louer and his swete leman That go home syngyng & make good chere as merely as they can Wynter Somer entend what I say it is of veryte The hyest day in the yere is the Natiuyte Than be capons on the table bred wyn & clare Many a bote is slayn agaynst that tyme moch Ioy is made & gle Somer Wynter in this tyme he that hath nought hym self for to clouth When it rayneth & bloweth colde freseth & sore snouth All the pore comyns they lyue in great displeser The pore membres of god that haue so great payne to suffer Wynter Somer thou sayest trouth a byde we the aduenture Praynge that kynge / sone of the virgyn pure That he wyll geue vs suche hete after this great colde That the pore comonalte may lyue in ease euer hym to beholde Somer Wynter by one assent / our great stryfe let vs ceas And togeder agre we / and make a fynall peas God that create this worlde / & made bothe the & me Let vs pray to hym to send vs a good ende / Amen for charite
The tyme presente of man The more helth he hath / the more he compleyneth The more hardy he is / the more he feyneth The more he loueth / the more he payneth The more he is beleuyd / the more he lyeth The more he hath wherwith / the lesse he contenteth The more he is reproued / the more he murmureth The more hye of pryce / the lesse tyme abydeth The more mony he hath / the lesse hym sufyseth The more vnderstonynge / the lesse he well sheweth The more he hath done amisse / the lesse he feryth The more he contynueth the worsse he lyueth What shall god say to hym that this doeth In a prynce loyalete In a clarke humylite In a prelate sapience In an aduocate eloquence In 〈◊〉 cloth good coloure In wyne good sauoure In a marchante to kepe his fayth In a subiecte whan he obeith In a woman good countenans This is a very good ordynans Larges of the frenche men Loyalte of the scotish men Clenlynes of the alman Swerynge of the norman Cursynge of the pickarde Hardynes of the lombarde Sapyence of the brytton Consyens of the burgonyon Greate boste of the begger All is not worthe a poynte of lether To tyse betymes / hym selfe to recreate To loke well to his owne / & to kepe a sobre estate Longe or he ete / & not to soupe late To ley hye with his hede / & to slepe moderate Maketh man ryche / longe lyfe & fortunate .
Finis

Cum priuilegio .

Imprynted by me laurens andrew

These bookes be for to sell at the signe of seynt Iohn Euangelyst / in saynt Martyns parysshe besyde Charynge crosse .

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