The paine of pleasure, describing in a perfect mirror, the miseries of man.

The paine of pleasure , describing in a perfect mirror , the miseries of man . WHen I sometime begin to weigh in minde , The wretched state of miserable man : Me thinkes ( alas ) I presently doe finde , Such suddaine harmes that happen now & than . As euerie way doe plainely seeme to show : That man dooth liue within a world of woe . ¶ For first in birth we worke our mothers woe , In infancie we cause our Parents care : In further yéeres , we fall in miserie , From vertues line , and light in sinfull snare . In further yéeres , we wander too and fro , And last in age , God knoweth howe we die . ¶ In childish yéeres , we first with cries begin , To shew in age , such sorrowes as ensue : In lustie youth , we dayly trauaile in Such wicked wayes , as wicked age dooth rue . In such a sorte , our elder yéeres we spend : As in our age , doe bréede our dolefull end . ¶ And for the ioyes that in our life we finde , Which are but few , and yet not free from woe : What are they all , but Feathers in the winde ? Which euery tempest tolleth too and fro . Which tempests so , are rising euery day : As in short space blow all our ioyes away . ¶ And now such ioyes , as we short time enioy , From tender yéeres , euen till our dying hawre : Which many wayes are mixed with annoy , So that each swéete , dooth yéeld as sharpe a sowre . Marke what they be , as I doe shew them plaine , And you may , sée , eache pleasures fruite is paine . ¶ In infancie , what is our chiefest ioy ? The Nurses dug , whose milke may marre the Childe : And then delight in many a gaudie toy , Whose garish hue , doth make our wits so wilde . As in such sorte dooth settle our delight : As doth our wits withdrawe from wisdome quite , ¶ Then to be dandled in our mothers lappe , And to be strokt at cockring Fathers hand : When better were by now and then a rappe . For to be kept in true obedience band . Then to be cockte of both our Parents so : As that in yéeres it turne vnto our woe . ¶ For Mothers milde , that thinke they loue the child , By kéeping him from Fathers crueltie : In time of yéeres , may finde her selfe beguild , By letting him haue lauish libertie . For libertie in youth , dooth run such race : As quite forgets the path of perfect grace . ¶ And then ( alas ) too late comes had I wist , And then they blame the nature of the Childe : Which they might well haue bridled as they lift , But wantonnes hath made the wits so wilde . As rather runnes in vale of vanitie : Then séekes the pathe of perfect pietie . ¶ But let me leaue to speake of childish yéeres , And let me write of lustie gallant youth : Who through the world doth trauaile with his phéers Such wayes in age , as moues his minde to ruth . And in such toyes doth set his chiefe delight , As that in age dooth worke his vtter spight . Beautie , The first pleasure . FOr now beholde in youth , one chiefest ioy , In which too many , most delight doe finde : Which though well waide , is but in déede a toy , Yet to delight , allures the wisest minde . Which thing to name , is Beauties heauenly hue : Which yéeldes delight , that thousands dayly rue . ¶ For beautie first bréedes liking in the minde , Liking bréedes lust , lust lewdnes , lewdnes , what ? Such world of woes , as age doth quickly finde , And cries ( alas ) repentance all too late . See beautie then , in youth the chiefest ioy , In age is séene to worke no small annoy . ¶ Beautie in some doth cause a kinde of pride , And pride must be maintained all by cost : And cost makes youth , in age his head to hide , For shame or debt , when all his wealth is lost . But oh fond youth to ioy in Beautie so : As that in age his ioy doth bréede such woe . ¶ In other some , yet Beautie worketh woorfe , It makes accesse , of such as practise ill : Whose ill accesse the beautifull may curse , That vnto vice allure their wanton will . Oh vile delight , where Beautie so is plast : To make in déede , the fairest face disgrast . ¶ In some againe it bréedes a great delight , In modest mindes , whose heartes are not at rest : But thousand pangs , are dayly forst to proue , For louing them , whome beautie so hath blest . For lucklesse lots , so follow louers ioy : As many wayes doth worke them great annoy . ¶ But where the face , with beautie is bedeckt , And beares withall a modest countenance : Whose minde againe to vertue hath respect , And thereby séekes , their state for to aduaunce . There will I say it is no foolish toy : But thought in déede a rare and heauenly ioy . But to be short , in youth our chiefe delight , As first I said , in beauties heauenly hue : As well in youth as age , worke such despight , As well may make the stoutest hart to rue , Which now I leaue , and to some other toy : Which yéeldes great woe , but to a little ioy . Riches , The second pleasure . IN Ritches now , another kinde of ioy , In which both youth and age haue great delight : Were it well waide , and it were but a t●y , Which manie waies doe broode their great despight . In getting first with labour , care and paine , In kéeping to , as great vnrest againe . ¶ In getting first , the b●aine is busied , With déepe deuise to cast a plot to gaiue : Then armes , hands , legges and feete , are occupied , For cankered coyne , their strongest ioynt to straine . I doe not meane , as some ●●●disely doe : Deuise for royne , to straine a necke ioynt to : ¶ God forbid that , and yet some men doe so , Both stretch and cracke , and breake their necke ioy●●t 〈◇〉 : But wealth so wunne . dooth bréede no ●●●tle woe , God mend their mindes that so denise to doe . Better to die a begger of the twainē : Then by such meanes to séeke or gape for gaine . ¶ This is ( alas ) a wicked way to gaine : Yet not the wurst : for some ●oh euried they : That séeke the meane to haue their parents ●aine , And Friendes and kinsso●●es , closely make away . To gaine their goods , but oh ill gotten gaine : Whose getting bréedes , the soule eternall paine . ¶ God shield each one , from such a beastly thought , So to deuise , to purchase worldly pray : And pardon those that wickedly haue wrought , Such deuillish meanes to worke their soules decay . And graunt vs all so for to seeke for wealth : As neckes cracke not , nor hinder our soules health . ¶ But leauing these , let s see some other waies , In making meanes , to hoorde vp heapes of pence : In strange deuise , to spend both night and dayes , And leaue their home , and goe a great way hence . To find such stuffe , as to returne againe : Doo yéeld them small amends for all their paine . ¶ Some saile by sea , to séeke out forraine soyle , To finde out there some gem , of valure great . In séeking which , with tough and tedious toyle , To saue themselues , they 〈…〉 to sweat . And ere their Barks , be safe 〈…〉 on land : How oft their liues in thousand dangers stand . ¶ And let their ships be safely set an shore , And they do finde , that which they looke for there : Yet ere returne , they liue perplexed sore . With troubled minde , 〈◇〉 sayling halfed● feare . Of forraine ●●ek of tempests , Rocks , 〈◇〉 ands : Or falling into rouing Pirats hands . ¶ And let them be returned home with ioy , And all their goods brought home to their 〈◇〉 : Yet sée what then doth 〈…〉 , Oh then they feare each foolish sparke of 〈◇〉 , Should burne their house , and then another gréefe , Each Mouse that péepes , should forely be a théefe . Some other now , that loue to liue at home , And onely séeke by sweat of brow to gaine : With spade and sholue about the fieldes they rome , Turmoyling still with labour sore and paine . With carke and care , to purchase wealth in hast : Which God he knowes , but little time will last . ¶ Some séeke by play , at Tables , Cardes , and Dice , In secret sort , a world of wealth to winne : But who séeke so , doe proue themselues vnwise , In loosing all , before their gaine beginne . Whose hope of gaine can neuer bréede such ioy , As certaine losse , doth bréede their harts annoy . What should I write of euery strange deuise , That some men vse in séeking worldly pelfe ? The prouerbe saies , that no man can be wise , That is not wise each way to helpe himselfe . But scripture sayes , the rich to Heauen on 〈◇〉 , Goes like a Cammell , through a Needles 〈◇〉 . ¶ And let a man grow rich in lusty youth , And haue for wealth almost the world at will , Yet sée in age , God wot too great a ruth , It bréedeth death full sore agan●● their will . How ioyes he then ? 〈◇〉 being his minde friend : To bring his life , his chiefest ioy to 〈◇〉 . † O fond delight , oh grieuous kinde of ioy , Oh cankred coyne , the cause of deadly paine : Oh madhead man to ioy in such 〈◇〉 , Oh gréedie mindes 〈…〉 . Oh wretched wealth , whose ioy d●●th bréede such w● , Oh God forgiue such fooles as séeke it so . ¶ But let wealth passe , one other ioy I finde , Which many count their great an●● chiefest ioy , Which if they would once 〈◇〉 in 〈◇〉 , They soone should sée it pla●●dly but a toy . Which when God wo● with great a doe they gaine , Yet being got , it is not frée from paine . Honour , The third pleasure . WHich-ioy to tell , by name is Honour his , Which noblest mindes account the greatest ioy : Which first obtainde , by deadly ieopardie , They doe God knowes , with care enough enioy . Oh man most madde to loue so vaine a thing , As with small ioy , doth thousand sorrowes bring . ¶ Loe , first the care in séeking how to clime , With studie strange , how it doth beate our braine : In climing then our obseruanice of time , Then héede to holde , least we goe dowr●● againe . The feare to fall , and if we fall , what then ? But feare of death , which happes to many men . ¶ Let vs scape death , yet may ●● breaken 〈◇〉 , Or lame a limme , or bruse vs inwardly : Or catch a clap may make our harts to grone , And bréede our death , although not presently . Let vs misse these , and haue no harme at all : Yet will it be a griese to take ● fall . ¶ And if againe , they venter for to clime . Then must they be more warie then before : For if they chaunce to fall the second time , T is ten to one but they are brused sore . Yet if they liue , and séeke to clime againe , And third time fall , that brings a deadly paine . ¶ Now sundry men , deuise a fundry meane , To make their way to Honour to attaine : What two will chuse , the third misliketh cleane , And glory seekes another way to gaine . But he that séekes the best way that he can : Shall finde vnsought some sorrow now and then . ¶ And now and then , such sorrowes as in déede , If euery man would wisely way in minde , We soone should sée , how farre they do●●zexéede , The little ioyes that we by honour finde , Oh minde most vaine , to séeke so vaine a ioy : Which many wayes doth worke so great annoy . ¶ And now , as men doe sundry meanes deuise , To scale the toppe of Honours stately throue : So doe their sorrowes diuers wayes arise , Which makes their mindes , to make a sundry mone . Some sigh and sob in secrete sorte alone : To make their griefe , vnto the world vnknowne . ¶ For loe , some men doe séeke , by force of armes , To gaine the honour of a valiant Knight : Which by ill hap vnto their dayly harmes , Doe finde a foe to vanquish them in fight . In séeking then to clime to Honour so , Or death or maime doth bréede their deadly woe . ¶ Some other séeke by Riches to attaine , Euen in the top of Honour high to si● : But climing vp , Fates sling them downe againe , As men in déede for such a place vnsit . Which if they fall , and riches fall withall : Way then what griefe doth fret them at the gall . ¶ Some fondly thinke , by wateing wealth to gaine , The honour due to liberality : Which contrary vnto their pinching paine , Get the dispraise of prodigality . Which when ( alas ) their wealth is go●● and spent , Oh thinke how then their 〈…〉 lament , ¶ But let these men that séeke for honour so , As first the Knight that séekes bysorce of armes T'obtaine the same , yet sée his after woe , In midst of ioy , vnto his deadly han●●● . Another comes that is of greater might : And dispossesse him of his honour quite . ¶ Oh then by losse the griefe doth farre excéede His little ioy in kéeping of the same : Euen so the Churle that by his 〈…〉 , May win a while , the Forte of 〈…〉 . Yet vnawares such fortune may befall , That he may loose , both Honour , coyne and all . ¶ And then what griefe the couetous conceiue , By losse of coyne their great and chiefest ioy : A man that hath but one eie may perceiue , That nothing more can bréene their harts annoy . And though their griefe of honour lost be least . Yet who would part with honour once possest ? ¶ Now they that do by spending frée obtaine , Of many men , perhaps a noble name : Yet noble mindes can finde no greater paine , Then want of wealth for to maintaine the same . Whose falling so , doth worke them much despight , As doth their harts bereaue of all delight . ¶ But who would séeke the perfect way to clime , To Honours throne , and surely there to sit : Must wisely séeke with obseruance of time , By Vertues line the ready way to hit . For Vertue gaines , in life a noble name : And after death immortall noble Fame . ¶ Vertue is it , that onely yéeldoth ioy , A ioy besides that euer will endure : And such a ioy as worketh no annoy , But doth indéede a heauenly ioy procure . Oh ioy of ioyes , by thée God graunt vs all : To clime to heauen , and neuer thence to fall . ¶ But let me leaue of Honour now to write , And speake my minde of meaner kinde of ioyes : Which to some mindes do giue a great delight , Yet wisely waide , are nothing else but toyes . And with their ioyes , which are but small indéede , What woes they worke , which farre their ioyes excéede . Loue , The fourth pleasure . OF little ioyes , behold this first for one , some , Ladies loue do count a heauenly ioy : In séeking which , some are so woe begone , As harts consume with griefe and great annoy . And some haue bene in loue so ouer shooes , As lacke or losse , makes them their liues to loose , ¶ For sundry men , by sundry meanes do séeke , Their Ladies loue or liking to procure , And what they thinke , that may their fancies kéepe , That must they doe , what paine they so endure . What gem so rare , may please their mistresse eye : Cost lands and life , but Louers dayly buy . ¶ And let wealth waste , then loue begins to shrinke , And when lous shrinkes , then farewell louers ioy : Then wretched wightes , in sorrow so must stucke , And worthy well to ioy in such a toy . As so to séeke , and labour day by day , To purchase that dooth bréede their owne decay . ‡ Sée then by loue , what cost , what care , what woe ? In getting first , and kéeping then with paine : In getting first , what dayly griefes doe grow , In loosing then , what more despight againe . Oh madhead man , to ioy in such a thing : And with small ioy , doth thousand sorrowes bring . Horses , Hawkes , and Dogs , The fift Pleasure , ANd so I leaue to write of Louers ioy , Which many wayes doth worke a world of woe : And I will now speake of some other ioy , Which with small ioy , doth diuers sorrowes sowe . As Horses , hawkes , houndes , birdes of diuers sortes , Which to some mindes , doe make delightfull sportes . ¶ As first , behold the stately stamping Stéede , That snuffes and snorts , and stands vpon no ground , I must confesse a ioyfull sight in déede , But he that hath the toyle and labour found , In bringing him vnto that passe at first , Will thinke of ioyes , the ioy in horse the worst . ‡ Nowe he againe that neuer takes the paine , To breake him so , but haue him broke to hand , I thinke in déede , hath more ioy of the twaine , In stately sort to sée him stamping stand . But if he take delight to ride him too : Let him take héede what then hée séekes to doe . ‡ For such a ioy may hap to bréede such woe , By iollitie in ryding without skill : That he by fall , may catch so sore a blow , As downe on ground , may make him lye there still . Where broken bones , lim lamde , or bruses sore : Will make him ioy in praunsing horse no more . ‡ And if againe he chaunce to sit him fast , Whereby he may the more increase his ioy : Yet is hee not assurde his ioy will last , But it will turne vnto his great annoy . For by ill hap his horse may fall sore sicke , Or halt downe right , by shooing ill , or pricke . ¶ Perchance againe he ride him till he sweate , And set him vp vnwalked , somewhat hote : And so doo make him catch so sore a heate , As ten to one if shortly he dye not . And if he dye , then farewell Maisters ioy : And Ryders paynes , and farewell foolish toy . Hawkes . SO ioy in Hawkes , good Lord how some delight , To sée them kill a hyrd of meaner strength : Some marke the pitch in making of their flight , Some loue the Hawke that flyeth out at length . Some most of all , the short wingde hawke estéeme , Some long wingde hawkes the brauest birdes doe déeme . ‡ Some loue to sée the Goshawke roughly rush , Thorow the woods , and perch from trée to trée , And ceaze vpon the Fesant in the bush , And sure it is a prettie sporte to sée . But in respect of any worthy ioy : God knowes it is but euen a very toy . ¶ But let it be to some a great delight , Yet sée what toyle it dayly brings withall : First , if she take a gadding in her flight , Then ride and runne , and marre Horse , man and all . And tyre themselues to séeke a foolish Kite , Yet loofe her too , and then what greater spight ? ¶ And let her be the finest Hawke that is , And neuer gad , nor haue ill qualities : And what shée flyes at , séeld or neuer misse , Yet is shée not quite frée from ieopardies . Some foolish thorne may strike a too her wing , And flying marde , then farewell foolish thing . ¶ What should I néede of other Hawkes to write ? As Faulcon , Tassell , Lanner , and Lanneret : With little Hawkes , that Ladies take delight Fine Faulknor like , vpon their fift to set . As Sparhawke , Merline , birds I must cenfesss , For Ladies fit , I can well say no lesse . ¶ But of all Hawkes , those Hawkes are yet the worst , For if they catch a bruse abroade in flight , Then tender harts , straight into teares they binst , For loosing of a little péeuish Kite . A goodly thing to giue such cause of ioy , As béeing lost , should bréede so great annoy . ¶ Now some againe it is a sport to sée , What mone they make , some first will sighing say : It is my lucke , what most delighteth mée , Comes to some mischiefs one or other way . And some will say , my froward dreame to night , Pretended me this day some soule dispight . ¶ But let me leaue of Beasts and birds to write , And let me now vnto some other ioyes : Which with delight , doe bréede as great dispight , Which wisely wayde , may well be thought but ioyes . As dauncing , singing , wrestling , leaping too : Which who almost but doeth delight to doo . ¶ Which pleasant sports , ere they be well attainde , Do bréede some paine , to them that séeke the same : And some of them ere they be throughly gaind , Doe often strike some limme or other lame . I will not say , though some haue found it so : Some of their sports , doe bréede their deadly woe . Musicke , The sixt pleasure . BUt let me first of Musicke speake my minde , Which with some sport doth yéeld as great a spight , The little Boy , first by his eares doth finde , In plaine-song pulles is very small delight . In pricke-song then , a priuie pinch or two : Makes him in song , haue little minde vnto . ¶ And way the time that wantonly ye spend , First in the Notes , and then againe in Cliffes : How to ascend , and then againe descend ; By Larges and Longs , by Bréefes and Semibréefes . Minims , Crochets , Quauers , Sharps , Flats , to faine : Vt , re , me , fa , sol , la , and backe againe . ¶ Then when you know your notes and how to sing , Then instruments of Musticke must be had : And then an eare to euery sundry string , Which makes some men , my selfe haue séene halfe mad . For earnest harkening to the Musicks sound ; Makes some oft times too farre in Musicks drownd . ¶ And is it not a prettie sport thinke you , That makes one mad ere he attaine the same ? I take it so , and this belieue me now , Who séekes himselfe to Musikes arte to frame , And very young is set to Musickes schoole , In other artes , proues commonly a foole . ¶ It is a sport of troth sometime to sée , A right Musition in his formall grace : How he can looke , as if it were not he , Especially , when that he is in place . Whereas he thinkes himselfe to be the best : For pride or praise , how he can straine his brest . ¶ But if there come another into place , Better then he , then downe his feathers fall : Then Frauncis Fidler , with his formall face , Shrinketh aside , and gets him next the wall . And for a pound , he sings not one Note more , Where comes a better then he was before : ¶ But what ? me thinkes that some begins to frowne , To write so much in Fidlers foule dispraise : Why , if there be some such odde ●●dling Clowne , As plaies at Hertford on the Hollwayes : And takes the matter so much in disgrace : For all his Fidle , fart in his fooles face . ¶ For such Musitions makes some Minious méete , With their swéete harts on some vngratious gréene : Where after each hath other friendly gréete , Somewhat haps else that may not there be séene . As bargaines made , that must be gréed vpon , Behinde some bush , when all the crue is gone . ‡ But let me lea●e off low●ish Musicke now , To write more wordes , and let me somewhat say Of Courtly Musicke , which I say to you , I cannot well repro●e in any way . Although perhaps some wantons thereby finde , A time to play the wantons in their kinde . ¶ I meane no harme in that I say in kinde , For wantonnes and wickednes are two : T is not the grace in any , but the minde , That mooues a man , or good or bad to doe . A merry minde a gentle nature showes : When sullen lookes are signes of surle shrowes . ¶ And yet doo some perhaps , in dauncing déeme , That Louers then haue time of great delight , But if two loue one Lady , it must séeme , The ones delight , the others great despight . And if but one , yet then his present ioy : May turne in time vnto as great annoy . ‡ For then perhaps he reapes good countenance , Good wordes , and more , perhaps with all good will : Besides , he hath good licence in his Daunce , Without suspect to looke and talke his fill . And to receiue great fauour of his friend , Which when his daunce is done , are all at end . ¶ And then ( alas ) consider what despight He bides , to thinke vpon his pleasures past : And sées againe , his swéete and whole delight , With posting spéede to fade away so fast , No greater griefe I thinke can fertune frame : Then win delight , and then to loose the same . Dauncing , The seuenth pleasure . ANd touching now the har●●s that often hap , to such as séeke , for to be excellent : In Dauncing catch some time so sore a clap , By froward falles , as makes them to repent , The tumbling tricks , and ●u●●ing on the toe , When leggs doe grow so 〈◇〉 they cannot ●●e , ¶ And some braue youthes will labour day and night , Till they haue got the Caprey , and crosse poynts But tell me now , how much will they delight When that they sée they legs crost out of ioynt ? Or els perhaps with some vntoward fall : Then breake their arme , or sometime necke and all . ¶ Oh then behold , in Dauncing what delight , Which bréedes the Dauncers oft : vntimely end : And for my selfe , I sée such great despight , By dauncing growe , as he that were my friend , Sure I would wish him leaue all dauncing quite , Then in such toyes to take so great delight . ¶ Besides , sometime in dauncing we doe sée , Quarrels arise , yea , betwixt friend and friend : Which once begun , God knowes but seldome be Without great hurt , brought vnto quiet end . Consider then the great and dire despight : In dauncing growes , in midst of most delight . ¶ What should I néede of dauncing more to write ? First of the paines in learning how to daunce : And then againe how great and foule despight , In dauncing oft to many men doth chaunce . Let this suffize , it is but euen a toy , Whose vse may yéelde a pleasure or annoy . ¶ For least I should seeme to dispraise it quite , In prayse of dauncing thus much will I say , Who knowes in déede , how for to vse it right . May daunce full well , I will not say him nay . For so it is an honest exercise : And one in déede of Courtly qualities . ¶ But for to set in dauncing such delight , As it should séeme , to giue great cause of ioy : Who déemes it so , they are deceiued quite , For God he knowes , it is but euen a toy . And such a toy , as sure est●●mde in 〈◇〉 , A franticke toy , a man may eas●●●ie ●●de . ¶ For who would ma●●●e sometime the franticke fits , The frisks and turnes , with trickes in sundry sortes : Would thinke a Dauncer , quiteout of his wit● , So to deuise to make such skipping sportes . To throw himselfe about house , here and there : As one halfe mad , who well could rest no where . ¶ But to be short , as once I said before , I say againe , Dauncing is but a toy : A skipping sport , which bruseth bones so sore , As yéeldes the minde sometime but little ioy : Yet vsde a right , giues cause of great delight , But yet the best it worketh some despight . ¶ But leauing Dauncing , and to Leaping now . In which some men doe not a little ioy : Would such as leape , consider well but how , Their leaping bréedes , both lims and harts annoy . Sure they would say , before their legges be burst : Of all odde sportes , yet Leaping is the wurst . Leaping , The eight pleasure . SOme men leape short , and fall into a ditch , And who leapes so , is laught at for his paine : Some men in leape , their legges giue such a twitch , As ten to one if ere they leape againe . Some their legs slip , and fall vpon their backe : And thinke what paine if once the chine-bone cracke , ¶ Some when they slip they fall vpon their arme , And some vpon their head , and that s the worst : And who fals so , may hap to haue such harme , That he may well thinke leaping sporte accurst . And he that leapes most lightly of them all , Shall haue great hap and if he misse a fall . ¶ And he that takes in pleasure such delight , As séekes thereby the pricke and praise to gain● : Let him haue skill , and be he nere so light , In leaping yet he straineth euery vaine . Of which , if one he cha●●ce to straine 〈◇〉 farre , He may thereby his leaping wholy marr● . ¶ Now some againe will 〈…〉 a straw , And lightly thinke to leape ouer a klocke : But who leapes so , will proue himselfe a Daw , And on his shinnes perhaps receiue a knocke . But now such leapes are ●●eant mother way , And therefore now no more of Leapes I say . ¶ Saue onely this , that I would wish each one , For to delight , and vse his leaping so : As that he venter not to breake a bone , Nor vnawares , doe worke himselfe such woe , As that he finde it not to his despight : Rather a paine then any swéete delight . Wrastling , The ninth pleasure . ANd as of leaping , so of wrastling too , Which with the rest , may well be thought a toy : Yet some doe so delight in kinde to doe , As that they take in wrastling such a ioy , As for to giue their foe a cleanly fall : They venter will , both him and life and all . ¶ And some in wrastling wrest ●legge a two , And some an arme , some backe-bone now and than , And some to breake a Wrastlers necke , will doe In wrastling oft , the best or worst he ran . And is it not a prettie kinde of spor● , That bréedes delight in such despight in such despi●●●full 〈◇〉 ¶ What should I néede of 〈…〉 to writs ? Who loues the sport , much good doe them with all , For I my selfe would rather stand vp●●●●● , Then put my life in venture for a fall And he who sets therein his grea●●● ioy , In time shall finde it but a 〈…〉 toy . Climing , The tenth pleasure . ANd as of Leaping , so ●●me men againe , In climing to , do tak● 〈◇〉 delight ; Which halfe way vp , come 〈…〉 againe , I will not say how much , to their despight . For commonly , who falleth 〈◇〉 a loft , It is most like he falls not very soft . ¶ The countrey Clowne , 〈…〉 to 〈◇〉 a trée , And he that climes the straightest tree of all , He is the man , Man wilthaue no●e but he . But if in climing Thomas take a fall , Then all is marde , and ah poore fillie Tom , Hath lost his loue , and must goe limping h●●ue . ¶ And if he scape and get vp like a man , What is his gaine , except a nest of Rookes ? And for his paynes , he getteth of his Man , A kindely kisse , and two or thrée swéete lookes . But Sir , and that may proue in time , Enough to make him merely to clime . ¶ Some lusty Simon on a sunday too , Will clime a May-pole for his Susans sake : And on the top will hang a handkirchoo , For him that dare , downe thence againe to take . But if both he and handkircher fall downe , He likes no more of climing for devine . ‡ But leauing lowtes , some gallant youthes delight , In ships by ropes the gallant top to clime : Who if they hap to misse their climing right , They kill a Marriner at the first time , And get they vp , what is it but a toy ? A practise méete but for a desperate boy . ¶ And he againe that best of all can scape , And climes top gallant , May pole , or a trée Yet for his life he climbes not like an Ape , And let him clime , hée climes alone for me . And for my life , when he hath climde his best , He thinks himselfe on ground yet most at rest . ‡ Now some againe vngracious grafts sometime , Both willingly , and yet against their will : Doe séeke the meane , thrée trées at once too clime , But who climes so may thinke his climing ill . For by a ladder by they go in hast , And by a rope they tumble downe as fast . ¶ And tell me now , way climing well in●●●●e , And I beléeue that you will iustly say : So little is the good that one shall finde , And dangers such in climing any way . That he that climes the cunningest of all , Is many waies yet subiect to a fall . ¶ Call but to minde , how Pha●●ton sometime , With willfull climing , fell from losty sky : And brake his necke , how Icarus would clime , With Dedalus , but soring too too hie . To fathers griefe God wot , as lowe he fell , With other mo , that were too long to tell . ¶ Let this suffise , I thinke it not vnméete , For ship-mens boyes , top gallant for to clime : And for such clownes , as thinke Rookes flesh is swéete , To clime by leasure such odde ●●ées sometime . But this I say , to gaine a Keisars cope : Clime not thrée trées , to fall dow●● by a rope . ¶ Besides , I warne each one that hath no skill , To clime no higher then féets may touch the ground : Let him clime vp , and clime , and clime his fill , For though he fall , it bréedes no dead 〈◇〉 Wound . Besides I wish , no man to 〈…〉 Nor yet to clime , more then of force he must . ¶ For if the clowne that climeth vp a frée , A bough doe breake , and he let slip his hold : With heaue and hoe , then t●●●ling downe comes he● And God he knowes his peny wordth is colde . For all the Rookes nestes all the to ●●e can clime , Makes not amends for his hurt that one time . ¶ Euen so in shippe , the boy that séekes to clime , By cordes and lines , if either rope doe ●●ippe , Or hand or foote , as man● doe same 〈◇〉 , Then downe a maine he falle● into the shippe . Or in the Sea , where hundreth then to one ; He neuer scapes , ther 's one young Sea-man gone . ¶ Yet doe I not forbid to clime at all , For some must clime , and those : I well allo● : But yet I wish the best to feare a fall , And those that clime at all , to clime , but how ? When néede requires , and then so carefully , As that they come not downe too hastily . ¶ For some must clime , as in assault sometime , Some men of force must séeke to scale a forte : Then happy he , that cunningly can clime , By ropes or Ladders , or by any sorte . That is , and he of glory gaines the crowne , That s soonest vp , and late●t throwen downe . ¶ So then I say , of climing thus I end , Who climeth best , findes climing but a toy : And I would warne each one I count my friend , For to conceiue in climing little ioy . Least that he finde in climing his delight : By breake-necke falles to bréede his deadly spight . ¶ And as of climing , so in Fencing now , Artes much alike , wherein too many ioy : Which foolish ioy dooth bréede I say to you , To thousands of your deadly hartes annoy . As in my minde , a most accursed sort : To bréede delight in such despightfull sport . Fencing , The eleuenth pleasure . NOw sir , this ioy in Arte of great Defence , Which of Offence may rather well be namde ? Is not obtaind without some great expence , Nor yet without some lim or other lamde . Except by hap , you chance to scape the worst , And yet you part then with your noddle burst , ¶ And let me but demaund this question now , Will you be pleasd with him that brake your pate ? Or will you not , almost you care not how , Séeke your reuenge , and beare him deadly hate , Vntill you be reuenged in like sorte : And tell me then , is not this prettie sporte ? ¶ Perhaps againe , you haue your eye thrust out , Or catch a scratch crosse ouerthwart your face : Or else be swadled roughly round aboute , Both shoulders , sides , armes , legs , and euery place . At parting now , Sir when you féele the smart : Will you not thinke Fencing a ioyfull Arte ? ¶ By Fencing growes our termes of the Brauado , Our foines and thrusts , the deadly stabbe and all : Which some more finely call a Stabbado , And some a blowe , a cleanly wipe can call . And some a rake , that crosseth both the shinnes , Now with such stuffe this ioyfull sport beginnes . ¶ Lie héere , lie there , strike out your blow at length , Strike and thrust with him , looke to your dagger hand : Beléeue me sir , you beare a gallant strength , But chuse your ground , at vantage where to stand , And kéepe a loofe for catching too much harme : Beware the button of your Buckler arme . ¶ With other termes that were too long to tell , Besides , my selfe haue small skill in that arte , But this I wot , vnto my cost too well , A wasters end hath made my shoulders smart . And when by chaunce I caught a smoaking blow . I put it vp , or take two or thrée moe . ‡ And sure I thinke , who doth in déede delight , To follow Fencing , as some swashers doe : Shall be thereby so boldened for to fight , As willfull end , in time will bring them to . Except that God doe giue them grace in déede , To vse their arte but in defence at néede . ‡ And vsed so , it will not doe amisse , And so I thinke some skill is requisite : But I cannot like very well of this , That any man should so therein delight : As he should set therein so great a ioy , As many doe , vnto their great annoy . ¶ What should I néede , of Fencing more to write , Well 〈…〉 thinke it is a pretie arts : But 〈…〉 leaue , who doth therein delight , Shall buy his pleasure , with his bodies smart . And so I end , vse it to saue your life : But let it not make you to liue in strife . ¶ And then in Gods name , vse it at your will , So that you vse it to your owne defence : But if in fight , you chance your foe to kill , His death will sure abide your conscience . Yet for all that vse it but to defend : And learne the arts , it will not much offend . ¶ But as I said before , I say againe , Learne it , but loue it not , in any wise : Least little pleasure bréede your paine , By hurt , by maine , or deadly ieopardies . And thinke it but an arte of small delight , Which many wayes doth worke full great despight . ¶ But leauing now , of Fencing more to write , There is as now another kinde of ioy : Wherein some men , doe take so great delight , As that in time it bréedes their great annoy , They toyle themselues , and thrift they throw away , And lame their legs to learne a foolish play . Tennis , The twelft pleasure . WHat sport is it to cut a Ball in kinde , Or strike a Ball into the hazard fine : Or bandie Balles , to flie against the winde , Or strike a ball low , leuell ore the line . Or make a Chase or hazard for a game , Then with a brickle wall to winne the same . ¶ Oh braue delightes , but he that thinkes vpon The vnknowne charge that groweth by the same , Will say , when once his store of coyne is gone , Of all sportes , Tennis is a costly game . Which cost considered , soone will driue away , The déere delight that growes by Tennis play . ¶ Yet will I not dispraise the Tennis so , That I would wish no man should vse the same . For by the game no hurt is like to grow , Except a man doe too much vse the same . For I would haue it vsde for exercise : In some cold mornings , and not otherwise . ¶ For as I said in other things before , T is not the thing , but the delight therein : That makes or marres , delightes or gréeueth sore , Then take good héede , when first you doe begin . To take delight in any kinde of thing : For too much ioy doth after sorrow bring . ¶ Then vse the Tennis , wisely now and than , To exercise your lustlesse limmes withall : And doe not thinke to doe more then you can , With labouring and toyling at a ball , Least that you thinke , in stead of swéete delight : With painefull toyle you buy a déere despight . ¶ And as of Tennis , so againe I finde : In other sportes , as shooting , bowling too : Wherein too many , so much set their minde , As all day long they little els can doe . Would they but way the woes thereby they win : And they would leaue their fond delight therein . Shooting , The thirteenth pleasure . WHat sporte it is to sée an arrow flie , A gallant archer cleanly draw his bowe ? In shooting off , againe how cunningly , He hath his loose , in letting of it goe ? To nocke it sure , and draws it to the head : And then flie out , hold straight , and strike it dead . ¶ With other termes that Archers long haue vsde , As blow winde , stoupe , ah , downe the winde a bowe : Tush , sayes another , he may be excusde , Since the last marke , the winde doth greater grow . At last he claps in the white suddainely , Then oh well shot the standers by doe cry . ¶ And that one shoote ; is euen enough to make , Him sell his coate for store of bowe and shafts : The cost whereof will make his hart to ake , And make him draw but few delightfull drafts . Therefore say I , in shooting the delight , Dooth likewise bréede with pleasure some despight . ¶ I doo not speake particularly of all , The harmes that hap vnto an archers purse : As bow may breake , string cracke , and feathers fall , With other haps , that makes them sweare and curse . As when sometime there raines a suddaine showre , That bowe and shafts may marre all in an howre . ¶ Therefore vse shooting as an exercise , To passe the time , but loue it not too much : Least with the sport you finde the costly price , Doe make your hart such deare delights to grutch . Therefore vse it , but as a pretie toy : To passe the day , but count it not a ioy . Bowling , The fourteenth pleasure . ANd now to Bowles , a pretty kinde of sport . Wherein so many take so great delight : That euery day such numbers dee resort . To bowling Allies , that both day and night , If light would serue they would not be away , But wast their wealth vpon that foolish play . ¶ How some delight , to sée a round Bowle run , Smoothely away , vntill he catch a rub : Then hold thy bias , if that cast were wan , The game were vp as sure then as a club . Then vpright Bowles , that néede not any banke , And for a game , a fine throw in the cranke . ¶ But if they markt their money run away , Their coyne to crosse quite by as from their purse : T' would make them leaue that costly kinde of play , And liking take in bowling sporte the wurse . And yet the sport well vsde , will yéeld delight : But loue it not , for then it bréedes despight . ¶ For ioy in games to other kinde of ioyes , Wherein some men , their chiefe delight repose : Which wayed well , may well be thought but toyes , Wherein both cost and labour eke we lose . As Fishing , Fowling , and such like delights : Which some doe loue to follow dayes and nights . ¶ But loe , beholde , what great delight we finde , In Fishing first , in diuers sundry sortes : With Nets , and Angles , Wéeles , and other kinde , Or pretie ginnes , which yéelde delightfull sportes . And with the sportes , let s fée the spight withall : That oftentimes in Fishing dooth befall . Fishing , The fifteene pleasure . SOme take delight with Angle for to stand , Néere halfe a day , to catch a Pickerell : And standing so with Angle in his hand , Perhaps he takes a paltry Shotrell . That what a man hath taken with such paine , He straight would throwe into the brooke againe . ¶ Some with a worme doe mogle for an Eel● , Some for a Carpe doe angle with a S●aile : But if the hooke doe catch within a Wée le , Then must of force the fishers cunning faile . For loose the hooke , and fray thy fish away , And stand againe without abite all day . ¶ And is it not a wearie kinde of sport , To angle all day for a foolish dish : And loose the hooke in such despightfull sorte , And that perhaps or ere you catch a fish . Me thinkes it should be such a foule despight , As I should take in angling no delight . ‡ Some for a Troute , will angle with a flie , Some for a Roche , a gentill make their baite : Some make their Flies of colours cunningly , Of silke and haire , a prettie fine deceite For foolish fishe , and yettis but a toy , Vnworthie farre for to be thought a ioy . ¶ And yet some men doe so herein delight , As in the making of these foolish flies , They will attend their worke both day and night , And in the morning vp betimes arise . And to the brooke , and angle there all day , And yet perhaps come emptie hand away . ¶ Then iudge what spight the Fisher doth abide , To loose his paines , and yet receiue no sport : If I said naught , yet some that well haue tride , The like themselues , and fished in like sorte , Will say with me , it is a spightfull toy , Which with much griefe doth yéeld but little ioy . ¶ Some loue to fish with trammell , drags , bow nets , With casting nets , and nets of other sortes : Wherein some man his pleasure wholy sets , And greatly cares not for no other sportes . But let him looke hee doe not play the foole , That with his Net , he fling into the poole . ¶ And he that dreggeth like a water dog , And wades to knées to catch a dish of fish : And in the end doth draw vp but a frog , Is not he well at ease with such a dish ? Who would not be a Fisherman to gaine , Such daintie morsels to requite his paine ? ¶ Perhaps againe , with wading well all day , He catch such cold as sicknes doe insue : An Ague then will make him shaking say , Too late ( alas ) my fond delight I rue . This wading sport , dooth yéelde so great annoy , As that I finde in Fishing little ioy . ¶ Now some againe , besides their labour lost , And falling sicke with catching colde by wet : By mashes breake , may hap to be at cost , For Lines , and Corkes , and mending of the Net , And that dayes worke , the mending be so déere , As fishing scarce will pay for in a yéere . ¶ What should I say of Fishing more then this , Fishing vsde well , may séeme a prettie sporte : But no delight but may be vsde amisse , Then take delight in fishing in such sorte : As that it proue not too much to your cost : Nor yet lament your labour too much lost . ¶ For Fishing sport I can not iustly blame , If it be vsed as it ought to be : But such delight as some haue in the same , I cannot chuse but blame , when as I sée Some sicke , some drownd , with following the ioy , They doe conceiue in such a foolish toy . ¶ And as of fishing , so againe I finde , In Fowling to the ioy that some conceiue : Would some that Fowle , but wisely way in minde , And they should soone their ouer-sights perceiue . When they estéeme those thinges delightfull ioyes , Which as they vse , doe proue despightfull toyes . Fowling , The sixteenth pleasure . SOme men will toyle in water , frost and snow , To set a Lymetwig for a foolish Snite : And glad for colde , his fingers ends to blow , And so stand plodding all day long till night . And for wild Fowle , euen like a peaking mome , To catch a Snipe , and beare a tame foole home . ¶ Now some againe , goe stalking with a Gun , To kill a Herne , a Shooluerd or a Cra●●e : Who plodding so , ere fowling time be done , Doe misse the Fowle , and bréede their suddaine bane . As if the péece should breake in cracks or flawes , Or else recoyle , and strike a two his ●awes . ¶ Or else the winde may hap to blowe the fire , Vpon his face , and marre his visage quite : Then tell me now , what he would not desire , To goe a Fowling for such swéete delight . Tush , many moe such mischiefes doe I know , Which Fowlers finde , but were two long to show . ¶ But least that some should count me for a foole , For to dispraise the sport in Fowling quite : I say no more , but fall not in the poole , Catch not a Snipe , in setting for a Snite . Looke to the Péece , kéepe thy face from the fire , And Fowle in Gods name to thine owne desire . ¶ But loue it not too much , but as it is , Esteeme it so , a hard cold sport in deede , Which vsde aright , is pleasant , but amisse , Yéeldes diuers griefes , therefore no more then néede . Follow the sport , nor take therein delight : Too much I meane , least it doe worke thée spight . ¶ And thus I leaue to speake more of such sportes , As with delight doe bréede as great despight , And of delights in other sund●y sor●es , That dayly grow , I ni●●e my ●inde 〈◇〉 . Which waied well , are all but foolish to yes : Which with great griefes doe yéeld but little ioyes . Studies , The seuenteene pleasure . SOme men delight all day to breake their br●●●o , With studie strange , as some will spend their time . In Phisicke , Lawe , and some will take great paine , In Musickes arte , and some will séeke to elime , The skies by studie in Astronomie : Some compasse countries by Cosm●graphy . ‡ Some men great paines in Nigremancie take , Some loue to studie Phisiognomie : Which studies make both braines and hart to ake , And maketh many starke mad ere they dye . Some loue to be thought good Paimesters , And thousands séeke to be Philosophers . ¶ Some loue to studie most Arithmatike , In Logicke some doe dayly beate their braine : And some delight as much in Rethoricke , And some doe ioy in histories againe . But very few doe take delight in déede , To studie that whereof they most haue néed . ¶ By which who loues , shall finde a heauenly ioy , A ioy besides that neuer will decay : And with the ioy , yéeldes no iote of annoy , But teacheth vs to heauen the ready way . Which studie is Diuinitie by name : God graunt vs all to studie well the same . Phisicke , The eighteene pleasure . IN Phisickes arte , let s sée what ioy we finde , We heale the sicke by Medicines we make : By vertues rare , of hearbes of sundry kinde , By waters , oyles , and how we ought to take , Each in his kinde , how best it may preuaile : This Phisickes ar●e doth shew for our auaile . ¶ But if the man that is of greatest skill , Haue not great care , in vsing of this arte : May minister a medicine to kill , When as he thinkes , to ease the sicke mans smart . And who doth so may thinke himselfe accurst , And Phisicke count of studies all the worst . ¶ But he that takes such care in each respect , And feares the worst , and séekes to doe his best , Regardes the cause , doth not the time neglect , But wisely workes to bréede his patients rest . In Phisickes arte , well hath he taken paine : Gods fauour , and good Fame , shall be his gaine . ¶ But if he so be setled in that arte , And that he count that studie for his ioy : How best to séeke to ease the bodies smart , And séeke no medicine for the soules annoy . When that himselfe in fine , of force must die ? Oh then where shall his soule for comfort cry ? ¶ Let him haue spent some time in sacred writ , And in that studie set his chiefe delight , And he shall there soone finde a medicine fit , To salue and saue his soule from perrill quite . Oh blessed studie , that doth shew reliefe , To soule and bodie in their greatest griefe . ¶ In holy writ we learne how to lament , Our sinfull life , wherewith we God offend : There we are taught our sinnes for to repent , And there we learne how soone we may amend . There doe we reade , that God must be the meane , To cleanse our soules from all offences cleane . ¶ There doe we finde , that penitence procures , Pardon of God , with pardon , pittie to : Which pittie sends such comfort , as soone cures The greatest hurt that worldly woes can doe . And there we finde , Gods mercie yéelds at last , The ioyes of heauen , when worldly woes are past . ¶ If Phificke then may yéeld so great delight , For teaching vs to saue the bodies smart : The studie then that soule and bodie quite , Kidds of all woe , doth it not passe all arte , Yes out of doubt , that yéeldes the onely ioyes : To which comparde , all studies are but toyes . ¶ Then studie Phisicke for necessitie , To heale a hurt , or ease the sicke-mans smart : But let thy ioy be in Diuinitie , Which waied well , excelleth euery arte . For Phisicke serues but for the bodies griefe , Diuinitie doth yéelde the soules reliefe . Lawe , The nineteene pleasure . ANd leauing thus of Phisicke more to write , Let s sée what ioy in studie of the Lawe , Some men thereby perhaps doe take delight , To make wrong right , and right not worth a straw . Which yéelds God knowes , the poore mans great despight To be by wrong bereaued of his right . ¶ And when perhaps the Lawier calls to minde , The wrong so wrought , and weighes the poore mans case , He doth in time within his conscience finde , Such great vnrest , as resteth in no place . And thinke you then by Law what gr●●●ous ioy , Which bréedeth so the secrete hartes 〈◇〉 . ¶ Yet will I not so much dispraise the Law , That I would wish no man to like the same : For then I might be counted well a Daw , But this I say , who séekes himselfe to frame , To studie Law , I wish him first of all , To studie of Diuinitie to fall . ‡ There first to learne his studie how to vse , To learne the Law , thereby his owne to kéepe : And not as some the studie doe abuse . By shifts in Law , in others rights to créepe . And so by wrong to purchast worldly wealth , As that it proue a hurt to his soules health . ¶ Then first peruse the sacred Lawes of God , How he doth will , that we our Lawes should vse , And iustly how he scourgeth with his rod , All such as scorne , or else his Lawes refuse . And then to Law , to learne to kéepe thy right : And helpe thy friend , let be thy whole delight . ¶ But in respect of holy Lawes I say , Account our studies in the Lawe● but toyes : When scripture showes the onely ready way , For to attaine to euerlasting ioyes . Let then I say , Deuinitie be thought , The onely ioy , to which the best is nought . Astronomie and Phisiognomie The twentie Pleasure . SO could I write to of Astronomie , By which we clime into the loftie skie : And so againe of Phisiognomie , Whereby by face , we wonders doe descrie , Diuinitie heaues vs aboue the skie , And doth to vs the power of God descrie . Cosmographie , and Philosophie , The one and twentie Pleasure . NOw sée the ioy got by Cosmographie , We compasse countries , learnedly by arte : And what delight by fine Philos●ph●e , By reason strange , to proue on eyther parte , False iudgement true , and further to descrie : Secretes in nature , by Philosophie . ‡ By wholy writ , the way to heauen we finde , A countrie farre aboue the loftie skie : By sacred Lawes , we can confute in kinde , The vniust cause , and proue the contrary . By Scriptures eke , Gods nature plaine we finde : Iust , mercifull , and to his seruants kinde . ¶ Now sée how farre this Rudie doth surpasse , All studies else , what so without respect : Then may he be iustly thought an asse , Which dooth this studie any thing neglect ? And counteth not all other studies toyes , Comparde to this , which yéeldeth heauenly ioyes . Musicke , The twentie pleasure . IN Musicke now , a great delight we finde , And sure it is a prettie kinde of arte : But oh that we would settle once our minde , To tune our tongues , with sound of humble hart . To sing due lawde vnto the Lorde on hie : Oh that would séeme an heauenly harmonie . ¶ And now the ioyes got by Arithmaticke , To number much within a little time : And some doe loue to rowle in Rethoricke , Some best like prose , and some delight in Rime . And yet all these considered well in minde , But trif●ing toyes the true Diuine doth finde . Diuinitie , The twentie three pleasure . DIuinitie dooth number out our dayes , And showes our life , still fading as a flowre : Bids vs beware of wanton wicked wayes , For we are sure to liue no certaine howre . Arithmaticke doth number worldly toyes , Diuinitie innumerable ioyes . ‡ Then iudge I pray which yéeldes the more delight , Dininitie , then chuse it for thy ioy : Studie that chiefe , and labour day and night , By that to learne to shield thee from annoy . And thou shalt finde it salueth euery sore : And saues the soule , and what ioy can be more ? ¶ By Rethoricke , now some doe take delight , To paint a fable with a gallant glose : But no such tale is gratefull in Gods sight , Besides , he will each secrete shift disclose . His tale is best before the Lorde , who sayes , He doth in hart repent his sinfull dayes . ¶ Who dooth in deed his sinfull life confesse , who pardon craues , and calles to God for grace , His tale is heard , him God doth rightly blesse , And eke in heauen prouides for him a place . God graunt vs all our prayers so to vse : That he may not our penitence refuse . ¶ Now some againe delight in Histories , To reade the Acts of some couragious Knight : To thinke vpon the gallant victories , To reade againe the order of the fight . And doe such stories breede delight in deede ? Then take delight the Scriptures for to reade . ¶ There shalt thou finde how Christ a battell fought , Against the deuill and his cursed traine : Subdude them all , their force preuailed nought , But all were driuen into eternall paine . Blessed be he that so hath brought in thrall , Him that would else haue surely slaine vs all . ¶ And tell me then , although some valiant Knight , Did conquere Realmes , and by his force of armes Subdued Princes by his onely might , And made them know his force vnto their harmes , Yet thinke of him , that by his onely might , Did saue both thee , and all the world by fight . ¶ Oh valiant acte , and worthie to be read , Who sau'd our liues , who else had sure bene slaine , And further when our bodies here be dead , Hath sau'd our soules from euerlasting paine . God graunt vs all vnder that Christ to fight , Who so our soules hath saued by his might . ¶ And of good déedes , to reade doost thou delight : That worthie are for to be borne in minde , Then reade how Christ vnto the blinde gaue sight , Healed the sicke in body and in minde , Did giue the lame their simmes , and what else more ? Gaue the diseasde a salue for euery sore . ¶ Where can you reade , of one so good a man , Tushe , there is none without exception : Let vs delight our selues there now and than , His great good déedes to reade and lóoke vpon . And we shall finde thereby such heauenly ioyes : As we shall count all Stories else but toyes . ¶ For if we doe to minde , his goodnesse call , How great a good he hath bestowed on vs : By his deare death and bloud to saue vs all , Are we not bound to thinke onely Iesus , To be in déede the Author of our ioy , And onely he that kéepes vs from annoy ? ¶ Yes out of doubt , and therefore thus I end , God graunt vs all , to take him for our ioy ? To loue our God , which is our onely friend , That saues our soules , and bodies from am●oy . And to estéeme all worldly thinges but ioyes : And set in Christ our all and onely ioyes . FINIS . The end of the paine of pleasure .