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A15046	The rocke of regard diuided into foure parts. The first, the castle of delight: wherin is reported, the wretched end of wanton and dissolute liuing. The second, the garden of vnthriftinesse: wherein are many swéete flowers, (or rather fancies) of honest loue. The thirde, the arbour of vertue: wherein slaunder is highly punished, and vertuous ladies nad gentlewomen, worthily commended. The fourth, the ortchard of repentance: wherein are discoursed, the miseries that followe dicing, the mischiefes of quareling, the fall of prodigalitie: and the souden ouerthrowe of foure notable cousners, with diuers other morall, natural, & tragical discourses: documents and admonitions: being all the inuention, collection and translation of George Whetstons Gent.	Whetstone, George, 1544?-1587?	1576 (1576)	STC 25348; ESTC S111731	150,826	258

Alberto toke his pennaunce ill but he did tenne times worse Hée rag'd he rau'd the Ladies scorne himselfe and all did curse But what for that how so he did himselfe agréeued feele One of these euills hée néedes must chuse to ster●e or else to réele And of both bads the best he chusde in fine to worke he fell His rash attempt had this successe which he deserued well Nowe that this vertuous dame hath gott the conquest of her foes These lordinges pennannce for their pride she to their seruants shoes In whose behalfe her bouutie here I must of force commende They wanted not for daintie fare how so they fast were pend These barons men at libertie streight posted to the Court And of their lords imprisonment there make they large report These newes of note about the Court went flinging every where So longe as both the king and Quéene these gallants fortunes heare The king to learne the certaine truth to Lady Barbara sent His chauncelour and other Lords where as they found fast pent Lord Alberto and Vdislao Alberto spinning thread And Vdislao réeting it with fretting well nie dead The Lady shewde the newe come Lords the matter all and some And how to tame their lawlesse loue the barons bid this dome The Chauncelor what earst is showne returned to the king Whose pleasure was he should with him with spéede both parties bring They al arriued at the Court the king iudg'd out of hand Vlrico had the wager wonne and he should haue the land And more against the spoiled lords with iustice to perseuer In penaunce of their lauish tongues they were exilde for euer Faire Barbara for foyling them did to this honour mount She was the chiefe about the quéene in credite and account Whereas she liued many dayes and helde her wish at will Nowe being deade in worthy fame her vertues liueth still Virescit vulnere virtus The complaint of the Lorde Alberto and Vdislao the two Hungarian barons that vnaduisedly wagered their land to winne the vertuous Ladie Barbara to wantonnesse Who hauing the foyle besides the losse of their liuings for their slaunderous opinions were condemned to perpetuall exile COme gallants come by both our falles take héede With our fonde faults you most infected are You worke more wrong in slaunder then in déede And yet in déede your flatterie worketh scare Learne learne by vs too lauish speach to spare Large offers though faire Ladies ofte intice Thinke there be dames that will not vaile to vice First mende your owne ere others faults you blame Sée that your life before you teach you trie Plucke out the beame that blindes your sighte with shame So may you finde a moate in others eye What yet you note reproue not openly Obserue this course heare sée and say the best For lauish words procureth much vnrest Had we but wayde that halfe experience shewes We might haue liu'd in honour as of yore The want we waile and warne you by our woes The least of which your hearts would much abhorre For what may be then this a mischiefe more Once lustie Lords nowe prisd at lowest rate And frée men borne to liue in banisht state What noble mynde whose hands could weapons vse Would brooke his handes should eyther réele or spinne To féede on crustes what foole would not refuse Whose coursest fare a messe of meate hath bin In this distresse perforce we liued in Too hard a plague say you for fault so small We thinke not so that haue indurd the thrall For who at full may value honest fame Whose wound so déepe as his that slaunders carud Our slaundrous thoughts suspected euery dame Our slaundrous toungs sayd all from vertue swaru'd For which exile we worthily desaru'd She vsde vs well whose praise we sought to spoyle In huswiues trades for meate to make vs moyle Our lande we lost by lawe and wager both He wonne it well that ventured for the same But worse then these the which to shewe I loth Our follies leane a memorie of shame Unto vs both a corsiue to our name Well what is paste too late we call againe Sufficeth nowe we warne with proofe of paine And knowe ye first what raisd this slaundrous thought Forsooth our liues in loytring daliance spent We other doomde by faults that they had wrought And ioynd with this their spoyles by fonde consent Which yealded bound vnto our louing bent Did make vs thinke at euery wanton whoope To lures of loue a Ladie faire would stoope What yet we thought our toungs did sore recoyle In slaundring them our liues for to accuse For who so vaunts of any louing spoyle Confesseth howe him selfe he doth abuse The greatest vice that worthy mynds may vse Deseruing wel their worth who should not praise Deseruing ill much lesse a thousand wayes Oh stay we here what meaneth our aduise When we God wot so much of counsell néede And how againe shall we vnhappie rise Alberto speake what way shall we procéede And art thou mute Vdislaoes hart doth bléede Oh men forlorne how wretched is our state Whome heauen and earth oppresse with heapes of hate Who will estéeme our manhoode and our might By Ladies force to carde to spinne and réele Where so we liue all women will vs spight And cause they haue with such disdaine to deale Yet plagues ynow we else in penance féele O slaunder thou on vs these haste brought Foule fall the cause thou harboredst in our thought Had wretched we for treason banisht bin Some would haue ru'de our miserie and mone But slaundrous speach is such a hatefull sinne As slaunders falls lamented are of none In bookes of shame their faults are rolld alone Their names are scornd their presence ten times more All filthy vice that all men thus abhore This resteth then for vs vnhappie men To leade our liues in houltes and vncouth woods A hollowe caue to make our homely den To foyle hunger with apples hawes and buds For nobles borne God wot but sorrie foodes There we poore we must rue our harmes alone Or monsters make companions in our mone O friendly death our worldly farewell giue From hated fleshe our loathed life diuorce Spare them good death the which in pleasure liue And vse at once on vs thy matchlesse force To thée alone our woes sues for remorce When all is done our helpe remaines in thée Then strike with spéede our sorrowes for to frée ▪ In praise of the right H. the Ladie I.S.G. of Wilton WHere loue affects or flatterie forgeth praise There fayles no will faire Ladies fames to wray But Art I lacke such parciall notes to raise Truth guardes the checke in what I write or say And warded thus when all their wit is showne I boldly vaunt although in barren verse This Ladie staines their Ladies euerie one She shewes in workes what they in wordes rehearse Past natures reach a gift of great imprise Her faultlesse life puts slaunder to his shifts And yet she

when no sute nor seruice could procure My stragling loue to stoupe vnto his lure By néede inforst his dotage then hée reft And so with losse my wanton pleasures left When mystes of lu●●e were cleared from his eyes Disdaine forthwith transformd his loue to hate Fye on my life and lewdnes lowde hée cries Hée heaues mée vp to filthie Faustines state A Layis byrde for Masseline a mate A filth a flurt a bitch of Megraes kinde A rigg a rampe and all that came to minde But when I heard my blame hée blased thus Impatient I began to stampe and stare To waile to wéepe to wring my handes I wo●s To freate to fume to teare my golden heare In fine as madd as euer was March hare I vowde to reaue Valperga of his life Which I performde aye me through péeuish strife While sporte was quicke I did Giazzo moue To slay this Lord in grace which whilome stoode But disposest to winne his owne swéete loue Unciuil wretch accoyde through sullen moode Hée blasde mée forth as byrde of Layis broode Leaue off quoth hée I loth thy heauie chéere Valpergas tongue shall buy this bable deare With which suffisde I fell to kisses straight And shewde my selfe more gamesome then of yore To tyce him on I laide this wanton baite But hée which long Valperga held in store Within his heart my hatred did abhore Yet nay the lesse my loue hée so did like As still hée said hée stayde for time to strike But when I found what fine delayes hée vsde All sweld with wrath quoth I the prouerbe saith Proferde seruice is euer more refusde And offerde loue is quited syld with faith Without the hooke the baite no poyson hath Yet haplie hée for all his wiles may proue My péeuish hate oore wayes my passing loue And in disdaine the secrete gates I bard Where in and out Giazzo earst did goe I tould him plaine his market cleane was mard I ment my faultes vnto my lord to showe If which suffisde I would no more do so To faine with chaunge I did Giazzo pray With kindnes showne contented for to stay Nigh tyred hée my gréedie lust to glut Full wel appayde for trueth my fay●ings tooke Hée tooke no héede how often-times is shut In sugred baite a fowle and filthie hooke How hate is hidde full oft with friendly looke Ne how the lewde when grace is not their stay Refuse no meane to worke their foes decay Euen such a filth I forst confesse I was I vsde this showe to chase my foes mistrust Thereby to worke his fatall ende alas When least hée thought I would haue béene vniust Such cankered hate my murdrous heart did rust Unto which ende I for Valperga send With yll for good to quite his faithful frend I knew the force of new reuiued loue How péeuish hate more perfect made the same I likewise knew newe friendship how to moue With pleasaunt lookes y mixt with pretie blame I checkt him first for foyling of my fame Perdona moy ore showes againe with viewe Deare dame quoth hée I yeld your tale is true Euen so quoth I and smiling vsde these wordes Confessed crimes doth open penaunce chuse What plague you please quoth hée your thrall accordes That hée or you shall execution vse Such power quoth I I meane not to refuse Yet hoping that those faultes you will amende I pardon all and take you for my frende And when I sawe him eager of delight A sighe I fetcht and did Giazzo name Valperga said Giazzo to his might UUas sure his friend quoth I I thinke in name But ah his déedes will neuer proue the same And though I loth to sowe seditious strife Yet néedes I must for safegard of thy life In sooth swéete friend thy daungerous state I rew This trayterous mate to moue thine ouerthrowe By guile God wot with mée in frendship grew Betwixt vs friends he first did hatred sowe Hée forged faultes to kéepe mée still thy foe And yet my heart for al that hée could say Did loue thée well although my tongue said nay Which when hée smeld puft vp with furie straight Hee vowde thy death for robbing of his ioy Which bloudie wordes did force mée to vnfraight This bitter speach Auawnt thou peeuish boy Thy filthy sight Bianca doth annoy Beléeue mée Lord this tale is very true Beginne with him before hée do with you These forced wordes did rayse a soare mistrust Or haply else Giazzo might a smoakte But yet hée vowde to féede my filthie lust With bloudie blade his trayterous breath to choake And leaue hée toke hée said to strike this stroake But loe hée went forthwith to Mantua Unto his friend these secretes to bewray Which treason when Giazzo vnderstoode Who can auoyde quoth hée a strompets hate And thundring out the stormes of furious moode UUith tearmes of scorne hée did Bianca rate Out filth quoth hée twixt friends which sowes debate And in despight a libel hée inuents UUhich Lords to you Bianca here presents ¶ An Inuectiue written by Roberto Sanseuerino Earle of Giazzo against Bianca Maria Countesse of Celant WHo euer sawe a thorne swéete grapes to yéeld Or sower slowes vppon a vine to growe UUho euer heard coward first in féeld The foreward wight soonste feard with sight of foe UUho euer knew in time of any minde Good fall to bad or kitt to flée from kinde If proofe ne peares who may Bianca blame UUhose father rose to wealth by filthie fraude Her mothers life y shrinde with endles shame Whose grandam was in drowping dayes a bawd Shée onely left of all this beastly store Must néedes be worse then parents were before What marueile then if shée did flée by night And sent a horne vnto her Lord and fere To blow the death of all his braue delight That gadding moode shee learned of sa mere UUho lightly vailde at ery wanton whoope How could shée then but to Valperga stoope Ne can shée chuse but proue the Prouerbe true UUon with a word and lost with one yll looke Giazzo knowes Bianca séekes for newe Hée whilome was a vowell in her booke Giazzo wrought Valperga out of grace Giazzo scornd Valperga hath his place Yet both in lashe at length this cressed leaues And Megra like pursues their loue with hate Such is the fruite of ruffians roages and théeues UUhich framde her heart when shée was formde by fate Her fathers liue Scappardone being dead And diuers séedes doth diuers natures breede O happie man Giazzo scornes her loue Valperga blest that knowes her murdrous minde UUee haue ynough her truth let others proue And rest content with what wée left behinde UUe suckte the swéete let others drinke the draffe UUée eate the corne what skilles who chewes the chaffe The Countesse of Zeland continueth in her complaint NOw gallants iudge if it with honour stands For any Lord a Lady thus to rate Or blase with scorne their

Rinaldo glad of this conquest after double vowe of faythfulnesse reuerently kissed his maistresse hand and for that time committed her a Dio. I will nowe ouerleape what a number of sowre and swéete thoughtes fead these vnfained louers one while they were distempered with dread anon quieted with hope now desierous with secrete vowe to warrant eache other loue straight hindered by some vnfortunate accident still meashed in the snares of miserie till time that eyther with out condition might gage the other loyaltie fayth and constancie prouided this wished opportunitie which was On a day the Lord Sonsago father to the late rehearsed bride to perfect the glory of the sayde marriage inuited the Lorde of Bologna and his sonne in law with other of their friendes and allies vnto his castle at whiche place Rinaldo with the rest of the ruffling youth on smal warning lesse bidding as ordinarie visitors of such pastimes presented them selues The dinner solemnly ended euery one was addrest vnto the sport most agréeable to his or their fancie some fell to dauncing some to putting of purposes such volūtarie prattle But Rinaldo and his Giletta otherwise affected then to listen to those couterfet contentmēts to find opportunitie to discourse of more serious matters with a chosen companie conueyed them selues vnto one end of the great chamber where Rinaldo to passe the time in reporting the straunge effects of loue playing on a Lute soung the following inuention In bondage frée I liue yet frée am fettered faste In pleasure paine in paine I find a thousād pleasures plaste I frye yet frosen am I freese amid the fire I haue my wish and want my will yet both as I desire I loue and liue by lokes and loking workes my woe Were loue no god this life were strange but as he is not so For through his aukward fitts I suck such swéete in sower As I a yeare of dole would bide to haue one lightning hower I like no life but such as worketh with his will His wil my wish my wish to loue betyde good luck or ill No choyce shall make mée chaunge or fancie new desire Although desire first blew the cole that set my thoughtes on fire But fire frostes and all such calme contents doth moue As forst I graunt there is no life to that is led in loue Yea base I thinke his thought that would not gladly die To leade but halfe of halfe an houre in such delight as I. Now thou deare dame that workste these sweete effectes in mée Uouchsafe my zeale that onely séeke to serue and honour thée So shall my thralled brest for fancies frée haue scope If not it helpes I haue free will to loue and liue in hope Roberto Rinaldo These Uerses although they were in number few yet the swéetnes of the tune together with the rarenes of the inuention running altogether vppon contraries made them to be singularly well liked especially of mystresse Giletta who could now no longer dissemble her loue In somuch as to further occasion of knowledge shée requested of her seruaunt to haue a coppie of the said Uerses Rinaldo of nothing more desirous then with courtesie and seruice to present his mystresse hauing this Sonet already faire written first satisfied her request with the deliuery thereof and next solicited his owne sorrowes with these persuading wordes My good mystresse I am glad quoth hee your eare was so ready to heare my straunge estate discoursed as that your heart consenteth in perusing this worthlesse Sonet to continue in your remembraunce my sower passions neuer appeased though sometimes comforted with the swéete effects of hope So that if it please you to note the sequele of my life you shal easily sée the subiection of my libertie which knowne I no otherwise conceiue of your courteous disposition but so often as you reade my crauing woords seing them confirmed in works so oftē you wil be ready to perfect my vnsure hope with assured hap I meane bestowe your loue on him who were it not to do you seruice would through the extremitie of loue rather wish to die then liue My good seruaunt quoth Giletta I thinke your cure stands not vppon such necessitie but reason in time may qualifie your raging fire and wysedome warme your frosen feares or at the least wise warne you frō such vntemperate affections O no quoth Rinaldo time hath made both extréemes more extréeme for when as reason would haue quenched my burning loue with the thought of my vnwoorthines the remembraunce of your worthines made my heate more feruent when hope would haue warmed my frosen doubtes with the knowledge of your great pitie and compassion the consideration of my base desert streight made my cold more cruell So that intertayning time with these thoughtes time hath brought both extremities now to such a mischiefe that necessitie perforce commaundes mée to séeke qualification at your handes in whose good will the termperature consisteth I thinke quoth Giletta my milde disposition in very déede makes you a great deale more desirous yea your knowledge of my inward lyking by my outward lookes discouered makes you so earnest a suter But if I were persuaded your loue to be as great in zeale as in showe yet for that I know not whether it tends to honestie or my dishonour I can hardly aunsweare your sute if any way with the spoile of my good name you seeke to féede some foule affectiō your loue I loth and so you sue in vaine O my swéete mystresse quoth Rinaldo your words at one instant haue ioynde two cōtraries in such mortall fight as to whom the victorie will incline is as yet doubtful I meane hope and despaire for I earnestly beholding your lokes when as you said they shewde you loued in very déede to my iudgement I sawe in them the very Image of loue therewithall quoth I to my selfe Loue cannot hate the welwillers of loue But as I was continuing this fancie with the continuaunce of other your comfortable speaches on the soudaine an Yf distrusting my loyaltie cleane altered the case For trust mée swete mystresse my faithful loue vnspotted with villanous desire when you vsed those speaches streight murmured at your suspicion yea dread still persuades mée your ouer often mistrust will hinder the acquitall of my deserte and yet hope destrous of victory wills mée not to bée discomforted thorough your wise misdoubte least silence in mée should woorke in you a greater suspicion wherefore before God and you I protest with my heart yea if you please to vse the world for after witnes I wil sweare vnto you all I neuer had the thought that tended vnto your dishonour then dashe good Lady this hard condition of foule desire from out the other couenaunts of loue and take my vow of faithfulnes for the warrantyse of my honest and true intent Sutes must haue an end sorrowes a salue either by the benefite of fortune or violence of death For I

chaunge shée makes her choice Not carefull of her curious charge But gladly rowes in euerie barge How may it hée such fertile soyle Well tilde and sowne with happie séede Can chuse in recompence of toyle But yéeld thée fruites of Venus méede Why worke I her so great abuse For giltlesse fact to frame excuse My paines herein deserues no praise For all men knowes more then I write But thou that didst this rumour raise If that thou darst so show thy might As truth maintaine thy slaundrous wordes Committing triall to our swordes Who readie am her to defend Till wounded corpes with bloud begord Of worldly woes do make an end By froward force of slaundrous sword Or recant to make will I And for offence her mercie crie The vnfortunate louer is persuaded his misshap to grow by destinie YEt was not Hellens fa●e ne Parris faire Untimely which did weaue the Troyans woe For former faultes the Gods agréede in ire With future panges their vengeance downe to throwe And making choyse as instrument withall That Parris loue should king Priames thrall Such heaped harmes within the Heauens béene For one mans case to cause anothers care Unfriendly so the fates mens happes do spin In partiall wise to yéelde eche wight his share Then loue why should I cursse or skorne lawe Or blame the dame one whom I stande in awe Her vertues rare her pearelesse beautie bright Her Pallas witt I ioynde with Sabas skill My restlesse eyes which couets so her sight Are not the fates which forceth mée this ill For hier sprites deuised long agoe My youthfull yeares should passe in pyning woe ¶ The discommodities of forst marriages by the example of Venus and Vulcan supposed for the more plaine explayning of the inconueniences to be written to a couetous carle hauing but one onely daughter refused the offers of diuerse gentlemen some beeing of good worship and married her vnto an old croked coffing crust for his great wealthes sake IN prime of pride when Venus minde to Iunos rites aspirde A wealthie cruste to catch her vp her father then desirde Perusing well his subiectes states who best might be her feare At length hée chus'de a Croydon chuffe to wooe his daughter deare Whose wealth I do confesse was great y gott by endlesse toyle At smithes forge with daily heate his apish face did broyle This gallant squire a wooing rid his face bée grimde with dust And comming to her fathers house this daintie Dame hée bust Who at the first this Lady bright some monster thought to bée Retyring backe affright shée was his vglye shape to sée But in the ende her fathers threates and Vulcans giftes full braue Did force her daintie minde to yéelde this crabtrée péece to haue The marriage rites in hast were wrought in presence of them all Then hee this pearelesse dame conuayde vnto his rusticke hall Whereas the rest solemnised her friends they did depart The which once done then streight begunne the summe of all her smart For hée fell to his former toyle before the dawning day Where bounsing blowes on stythie smit the sturdie stéele to fame Debard of rest did force her wish to tast of wedlockes game And as it is no newes to tell at all nor séeming straunge How louers they do neuer lacke whose mindes bée bent to chaunge Here mightie Mars y cleaped God of warre and battell ray Enforste to yéeld as Cupids thrall and eke his hestes obey Determined to giue attempt to fraught his heart with blis Though conquest hard yet glorie great quoth hée the guerdonis Before her eyes his siege hée plantes like Phoebus rayes that shan Assault hée gaue shée did resist hée made no batterie than But one repulse his valiaunt heart in no respect amasde Hée shot againe the bulwarkes fell and all the walles were raisde The fort thus wonne as hée did wish hée trode on pricking thornes To gaine the spoile of Vulcans toile and arme his head with hornes The which without resistaunce great hée ioyed at his will But Ielousie the gulfe did force to feare and dread that ill Which in the end when true hée found hée framed by his arte A chaine to tie these louers fast so that they might not starte And then for all the Gods hée sent to sée this laughing game Where they in méede of pleasures past receiued open shame Loe here the bitter fruites wherewith such mariages be fraught Where wealth doth winne the womans will and vertue set at naught Such chaunce may hap to the old snudge inforst by gréedie gaine Where pence possesse the daughters loue the man shée doth disdaine And so fare well at this my verse mée thinkes I heare thee snuffe But doggrell rime were farre to good to gréete a dunghill chuffe The forsaken louer sheweth to what intent he weareth Tawnie bewraying the bondage that wanton Dames bring their thralles vnto MY fancie once in fayre carnation stoode And trueth to say I liued in delight But loe such is the fruites of wanton moode Both Dye and dayes are chaunged with despight In Tawnie now I forced am to goe Forsaken wretch my mystresse storne to shoe And would to God who notes my wretched wéedes Would wisely shunne the baites that beautie lay Her swéete receites an ill digestion bréedes Once bound ynough her thralles must néedes obey Yea worse then that though loue séeme nere so hott When all is done forsaken is their lott This is the badge that Cressids heyres do giue They lure with grace and loose with deadly hate Beware of them you that in freedome liue If not behold a patterne of your fate Euen I my selfe do weare this Tawnie hue To shewe I seru'd a Cressid most vntrue The reiected louer determineth either to purchase his Ladies speedie reconcilement or els desperatly to die OF thée déere dame faine would I learne the trueth If hée that bringes the innocent in band Or so betrayde who slayeth him faunce ruth Is thought herein to haue the bloudiest hand ▪ If hée that doth the faultlesse first betray Then cruell note the wordes that I shall say I am the man that longe can hardly liue You with your scorne betrayde mée to despaire Then though my hand the deadly wound do giue The murtherer it wil be said you are But if you shame such fowle report to proue Now yéeld swéete wench or neuer graunt to loue Behold the blade that shall confirme my faith My woes consent in wanton yeares to die I liue to heare but what your aunsweare saith Once lapt therein my life or death doth lie For trust mée now I wretched haue decréede To winne your loue or else to die with spéede The louer being wounded at the Bathe sues vnto his Lady for pittie I Bathing late in Bathes of souereigne ease Not in those bathes where beauties blisse doth flow● But euen at Bathe which many a guest doth please But loe mishap those waues hath wrought my woe There loue I sawe her séemely selfe to laue

But now to you which haue both charge and sway You must be braue for fame and credite sake Yet must you pinch no souldier of his pay Lest nipt with néede poore slaue his héeles hée take In heate of blowes before his head doth ake What then well kept a few will do more good Then store of lowtes which feare to loose their blood 56 Dead payes will helpe to chéerish all the rest And likewise you shall finde therein some gaine And when to filch your souldiers are addrest Fléese you their pray thē chide them for their paine For stragling out from resdue of their traine Ne spare to spoile when force doth foile your foe Take time and tide least fortune play the shroe 57 The lawyer hée w doubtes that dulls his braine For tenne yeares space his time in studie spends Ere practise his doth purchase stoare of gaine Too long a plague so long to fawne on friends And spend on stoare in hope of after mends And therefore sure deceite deserues no curse For working meanes meane while to fill his purse 58 And yet in ●ooth a grote will buy his gift A booke of notes remembraunce t' is to ease Wherein is writ full many a prettie shift Post facto stuf and Non est factum please By larger grauntes the lease away to fease Conditioned releases how to frame By former wordes the latter for to lame 59 Such quillets nyce when thus you noted haue Some practise néedes must print them in your thought Set such at Lawe in wordes as late but straue And when they both in backhouse ditch are brought To poule them both let some deuise be wrought Forget not this when writings hit your hand If youthes them owe with doubtes to lame his land 60 With hope of gaine his gréedy minde else moue To voyde some graunt or worke some leases wracke A lease of trust then must the title proue At leasure yet this timelesse trust turne backe Your interest small his greatest right will sacke For once in proofe this prouerbe still doth last A little lyme A foule will fetter fast 61 Physicians now that weyes how weake wée are Newe cures must search our griefes are now so straunge Old Gallens drugges our time vnfitteth farre Augmented then his cures abroade must raunge For healthlesse men on euery hope will chaunge But once reteynde be sure thou vse this course Another blame although thy selfe be worse 62 Sée your receites some lightning yéeld at first To worke conceites within your patients thought Persuade him still his paine is at the worst Yet heale and harme till wished gaine be wrought But for the poore sée some reléefe be sought And for your paines let rich men gréeued pay No cure performde your custome will decay 63 But now to you whom office doth aduaunce For your behoofe I forst imploy my paine You come deuaunt vppon a sorrie chaunce Yea stocke you set vppon a tickle maine Durant levie no longer lastes your gaine And ere you sway some thousand poundes must fle● Which is not raysde in hast vppon your fée 64 In tenne yeares space fiue hundred markes a yeare Unto his heire who purchase not to leaue Shall sure be blamde of mysers euery where If truth cause lacke most say the rest deceaue If all be false few will such faultes conceiue Once wronge you must a thousand for this gaine How voyde you then the penall statutes paine 65 You are forbid inroulements for to rase To fit your friend or foile your hated foe To saue old seales to giue forg'd writtes their grace To chaunge records a frendly turne to showe For once you may both helpe and ouerthrowe Yet vse you must both meanes by slie deuise But frosted bée for feare of slippery yse 66 Prouide a cloake to couler stil your crime Then worke your will Apollo oft doth fléepe But if your wyles do come to light in time To salue such misse some carelesse seruaunt kéepe Plague him with blame when you the profite reape What if sharpe checkes do put you in some feare The gaine remaines the tauntes in time doth weare 67 Mas gaylor néedes must taste of this my gift Extortion cryes against his yron fées What then in hould this is your onely shift With shackles huge your prisoners to displease Thus pincht good soules they will pay pray and please Pence poucht ne dreade although they stoutly crake To vse redresse poore prisoners vnde lacke 68 Now gallants learne whom brauery still consumes To royst in silkes to flaunt in coulers gay To pranke your wiues vp in their Pecockes plumes To snuffe to scorne to looke beyond your sway To finde a mint to féede your mindes with play To hauke to hunt to boast to braule and fight Which are the thoughtes that féede you with delight 69 This cost is more then carelesse youthes forethinke But cost ne care their hautie mindes can vaile Syth not sée ●ines your farmers Eofers shrinke Of timber trées then strike the loftie saile The bodies next will serue for bord and pale If all these helpes your charge will not defraye But still your names in merchauntes iornalls staye 70 To flote your mindes if house and land must flée To two or thrée the same giue graunt and sell Caue emptor to thy assuraunce sée Hap well hap ill some spéedeth pretie well The rest must take their fortune as it fell Shift you for one the world to fraude is bent Coyne stayes your friend when fléering wordes are spent 71 Come merchaunts come and take in worth my gift Whose Lynxes eyes in younge mens state doe prie Their losse your gaine their spending is your thrift They broche your bagges till all their lyuing flie But holla hoe a bug is Usurie Hée houldes you backe from thrée times tenne to take On morgage good least no returne you make 72 What resteth then your coyne will rust saunce vse And statute loane cannot content your thought Well fare a shift both lawe and them t' abuse You know in prime each thing is easily wrought The dog to draw the horse to order brought The skillesse youth is wonne with euery gaude The reason is his thought is frée from fraude 73 To worke this feate sée that you vse this course When dolefull knell doth bidde a churle adue Send streight to know on whom death vsd this force Not to this end your neighbours fate to rue But of his heire in hast so 〈◊〉 a ●ew If hée be younge well left and easily wonne To feede his dame ▪ sée wordes and workes be donne 74 Some prettie summe on small assuraunce lend If youth be slowe at leasure bid him pay Some times bestowe good counsell as his friend But helpe him to ech toy to make him gay To pay for all at length will come a day By péecemeales thus in lash hée wil be brought In daunger once let this deuise be wrought 75 Get some