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A16803
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Grandsire graybeard. Or Machiauell displayed; Uncasing of Machivils instructions to his sonne. Abridgments
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Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?; M. P. (Martin Parker), d. 1656?, attributed name.
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STC 3704.9; ESTC S110244
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and land Denie no friend when he doth friendly craue it For honest minds will pay when as they haue it Performe thy word but promise not too much With rich and poore be carefull to keepe touch Let garments fit thy body grace thy minde And to thy friend as to thy selfe be kinde Let care of conscience guide thre eu'ry way To giue thee comfort on the holy day First if thou be a Courtier know the grace And seeke in heau'n to haue a higher place And if on earth such seruice profit brings What shall he haue that serues the King of Kings If that thou be a Scholler and canst preach With simple truth thy simple Audience teach And feed thy flocke thou hast in charge to keepe Lest that thou proue a Wolfe vnto thy sheepe But whatsoeuer here be thine estate There is none poore but hee whom God doth hate And if thou be a Souldier sucke no blood To Kingly minds it is vnchristian food And honours title who doth truly hold Shall it in mercy finde and not in gold If that thou be a Lawyer iudge the right And let no briberie blâ—nde a blessed sight For thou shalt finde it writ in Mercies roule Better a thread bare gown than thred-bare soule And if thou be a Merchant know thy cares And do not wound thy conscience with thy wares Lest in repentance all too late thou finde The gaine is losse that feeds a greedy minde In briefe of what estate soere thou bee Let truth and conscience euer gouerne thee Let clownes clap all their craft on clowted shoes Seeke thou no earthly gaine thy Heau'n to loose Aime at no profit with a poisoned breath Lest it be paied in thy second death An honest gaine in eu'ry trade doth well The winde blowes ill â—hat blowes the soule to hell In Law and Physicke haue a conscience In making gaine of thy experience Lest that thy Clients crie or patients death Make thee cry out and howle in hel beneath For Cards and Dâ—ce and all such idle play From thy delight discard and cast away For deale or rub whose hap it be to haue The Knaue of Clubs will euer be a Knaue By wicked plots do neuer prole for pelfe Let thy Soules care be neerest to thy selfe And sooth no humours in an euill minde For poisning breath is of a hellish kinde And though to hurt a few to help a many Seeme good yet better not the helpe of any Flatte no Mistris Fubs or Iohn a Noddes Nor honour golden Calues nor wodden gods Nor puffe a Peasant vp with flattering pride A rascall will but like a Begger ride If that thy wife be faire be thou not foule To let her play the Ape and thou the Owle And to thy daughter be a better Sire Then lâ—ke a hackney let her out to hire And for thy seruants let no belly swell A baudy-house is but an earthly hell Be faithful to thy Wife firme to thy friend And constant in religion to the end If thou be rich abandon wicked pride And doe not on the horse of enuie ride Nor seeke the well deseruing to disgrace Nor put the vertuous spirit out of place If that thy friend doe trust thee with his loue Vnto his trust do not a Traitor proue Lest he that seeth thy ill-gotten treasure Do pay thee home with an il-meaten measure Be rich and wise in that good wit my Boy That death nor hell nor deuill can destroy Tax no mans name in any euill matter But like a Christian deale with euery creature Be sorry for the euill thou hast done And go on with the good thou hast begunne Pray for thy faith that it may faile thee neuer So though thou die yet shalt thou liue for euer Serue GOD thy King be to thy Country true Liue till thou die then bid the world adue FINIS