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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A02342	A myrroure for magistrates Wherein may be seen by example of other, with howe greuous plages vices are punished: and howe frayle and vnstable worldly prosperitie is founde, even of those, whom fortune seemeth most highly to fauour. Anno. 1559.; Mirrour for magistrates. Part 3.	Baldwin, William, ca. 1518-1563?; Boccaccio, Giovanni, 1313-1375. De casibus virorum illustrium.	1559 (1559)	STC 1247; ESTC S104522	67,352	165

fayne Wo wo to realmes where suche are put in trust As leave the lawe to serve the princes lust And wo to him that by his flatteryng rede Maynteyneth a prince in any kynde of vyce wo wurth hym eke for envy pryde or mede That mysreportes any honest enterpryse Because I beast in all these poyntes was nyce The plages of all together on me lyght And due for yll ylldoers doth acquite For when the Earle was charged with my playnt He flatte denyed that any parte was true And claymde by armes to aunswere his attaynt And I by vse that warly feates well knewe To his desyre incontinently drewe wherwith the king dyd seme ryght well content As one that past not muche with whom it went At tyme and place apoynted we apearde At all poyntes armde to proue our quarels iust And whan our frendes on eche parte had vs chearde And that the Haroldes had vs do our lust with spere in rest we tooke a course to iust But ere our horses had run halfe theyr way A shoute was made the kyng dyd byd vs stay And for to avoyde the sheddyng of our bloode with shame and death which one must nedes haue had The king through coūsaile of the lordes thought good To banysh both whiche iudgement strayt was rad No maruayle than though both were wroth and sad But chiefely I that was exylde for aye ▪ My enmy straunged but for a ten yeares daye The date expirde whan by this doulfull doome I should departe to lyve in banysht hande On payne of death to Englande not to coome I went my way the kyng seasde in his hande My offyces my honours goods and lande To paye the due as openly he tolde Of myghty summes whiche I had from hym polde See Baldwin see the salarye of synne Marke with what meede vile vyces are rewarded Through pryde and envy I lose both kyth and kynne And for my flattring playnte so well regarded Exyle and slaunder are iustly me awarded My wife and heyre lacke landes and lawful right And me theyr lorde made dame Dianaes knyght If these mishaps at home be not inough Adioyne to them my sorowes in exyle I went to Almayne fyrst a lande ryght rough In whiche I founde suche churlysh folke and vyle As made me loth my lyfe ech other whyle There loe I learned what it is to be a gest Abrode and what to lyve at home in rest For they esteme no one man more than eche They vse as well the Lackey as the Lorde And lyke theyr maners churlysh is theyr speche Their lodging hard their bourd to be abhord Their pleyted garmentes herewith well accorde All ●agde and frounst with diuers coloures dekt They swere they curse and drynke tyll they be ●l●kt They hate all suche as these their maners hate Which reason would no wise man should allow With these I dwelt lamenting mine estate Till at the length they had got knowledge how I was exilde because I dyd auow A false complaynt agaynst my trusty frende For which they named me traytour styl vnende That what for shame and what for werynes I stale fro thence and went to Uenise towne Where as I founde more ease and frendlynes But greater gryefe for now the great renowne Of Bolenbroke whom I would haue put downe Was war● so great in Britaine and in Fraunce That Uenise through ech man did him auaunce Thus loe his glory grew through great despyte And I therby increased in defame Thus enuy euer doth her host acquyte Wyth trouble anguysh sorow smart and shame But sets the vertues of her foe in flame To water lyke whych maketh clere the stone And soyles it selfe by running thervpon Or ere I had soiurned there a yere Strange tidinges came he was to England goen Had tane the king that which touched him nere Enprisoned him with other of his foen And made hym yelde hym vp his crowne and throne When I these thinges for true by serche had tryed Griefe griped me so I pined away and dyed Note here the ende of pride so Flateries fine Marke the reward of enuy and false complaint And warne all princes from them to declyne Lest likely fault do find tho like attaynt Let this my life be to them a restraynt By others harmes who lysteth take no hede Shall by his owne learne other better rede THis tragicall example was of all the cumpany well liked how be it a doubte was founde therin and that by meanes of the diuersity of the Chronicles ▪ for where as maister Hall whom in this storye we chiefely folowed maketh Mowbray accuser and Boleynbroke appellant mayster Fabian reporteth the matter quite contrary that by the reporte of good authours makyng Bokynbroke the accuser and Mowbray the appeliant Which matter sith it is more harde to desise than nedefull to our purpose which minde onely to diswade from vices and exalte vertue we referre to the determinacion of the Haroldes or such as may cum by the recordes and registers of these doinges contented in the mean while with the best allowed iudgement and which maketh most for our forshewed purpose This doubt thus let passe I would ꝙ one of the cūpany● gladly say sumwhat for king Richard But his personage is so sore intangled as I thinke fewe bene●ices be at this day for after his imprisonment his brother and diuers other made a maske minding by Henries destruction to haue restored him which maskers matter so runneth in this that I doubt which ought to go before But seing no man is redy to say ought in their behalfe I will geue who so listeth leasure to thinke thervppon and in the meane time to further your enterprise I will in the kinges behalfe recount such part of his story as I thinke most necessary And therfore imagine Baldvvin that you see him al to be māgled with blew woundes lying pale and wanne al naked vpon the cold stones in Paules church ▪ the people standing round about him and making his moue in this sort Hovve kyng Richarde the seconde vvas for his euyll gouernaunce deposed from his seat and miserably murdred in prison HAppy is the prince that hath in welth the grace To folowe vertue keping vices vnder But wo to him whose will hath wisedomes place For who so renteth ryght and law a sunder On him at length loe al the world shall wunder Hygh byrth choyse fortune force nor Princely mace Can warrant King or Keysar fro the case Shame sueth sinne as rayne drops do the thunder Let Princes therfore vertuous life embrace That wilfull pleasures cause them not to blunder Beholde my hay see how the sely route Do gase vpon me and eche to other saye Se where he lieth for whome none late might route Loe howe the power the pride and riche aray Of myghty rulers lightly fade away The Kyng whych erst kept all the realme in doute The veryest rascall now dare checke and low●e What moulde be Kynges made of but carayn clay

principles in sentens nor in sawe But we vnhappy wretches without all drede and awe Of the Iudge eternall for worldes vayne promocion More to man than God dyd beare our hole deuocion The lawes we interpreted and statutes of the lande Not trulye by the texte but nuly by a glose And w●rds that wer most plaine whan thei by vs wer s●and● We turned by construction lyke a welchmans hose Wherby many one both lyfe and lande dyd lose Yet this we made a mean to mount aloft on mules To serue kings in al p●intes men must sumwhile breke rules Thus clymyng and contendyng alway to the top From hye vnto hygher and than to be moste hye The hunny dewe of Fortune so fast on vs dyd drop That of kinge Richards counsayle we came to be full nye To crepe into whose fauour we were ●●ll fyne and slye Alway to his pro●i●e where any wurde myght sounde That way all were it wrong the sens we dyd expounnde So wurkyng lawe lyke ware the subiecte was not sure Of lyfe lande nor goods but at the princes wyll Whiche caused his kingdome the shorter tyme to dure For clayming power absolute both to saue and spyll The prince therby presumed his people for to pyll And set his lustes for lawe and will had reasons place No more but hang and drawe there was no better grace The king thus transcending the lymittes of his lawe Not raygning but raging by youthfull insolence Wyse and wurthy persons dyd fro the courte withdrawe There was no grace n● place for auncient prudence Presumcion and pryde with excesse of expence Possessed the palays and pillage the countrye Thus all went to wracke vnlyke of remedie The Baronye of Englande not bearyng this abuse Conspyring with the commons assembled by assent And seynge neyther reason nor ●reaty coulde induce The king in any thing his Rygor to relent Mawgree all his might they called a parlyament Francke and free for all men without checke to debate As well for weale publyke as for the princes stare In whiche parlyament muche thinges was proponed Concerning the regaly and ryghtes of the crowne By reason kynge Richarde whiche was to be moned Full lytell regardynge his honour and renowne By synister aduyse had tourned all vpsodowne For suerty of whose state them thought it dyd behooue His corrupt counsaylours from him to remooue Among whom Robert Uere called duke of Irelande with Myghell Delapole of Suffolke newe made erle Of Yorke also the Archebysshop dyspatcht wer out of hande with Brembre of London Mayor ▪ a full vncurteous churle Sum learned in the lawe in exyle they dyd hurle But I poore Tresilian because I was the chiefe was dampned to the gallowes most vyly as a chiefe Loe the fyne of falshode the stypende of corruption Fye on stynkyng lucre of all vnryght the lure Ye Iudges and ye Iusticers let my most iust punycion Teache you to shake of bribes and kepe your handes pure Ryches and promocion be vaine thynges and vnsure The fauour of a prince is an vntrusly staye But Iustyce hath a see that shall remayne alwaye what glory can be greater before god or man Then by the pathes of equitie in iudgement to procede So d●l●e and so trulye the lawes alwayes to skan That ryght may take his place without rewarde or mede Set aparte all flattery and vaine worldly drede Take god before your eyes 〈◊〉 iust iudge supreme Remembre well your reckeni●g at the daye extreme Abandon all aff●ay be soothfast in your sawes Be cons●an● and c●reles of mortall mens dyspleasure With eyes sh●● hands close you should pronounce the lawes Esteme not worldly ●yre thynke ther is a treasure More worth then golde or stone a thousande rymes in valure Reposed for all suche as righteousnes ensue Whereof you cannot fayle the promys made is true If sum in latter dayes had called vnto mynde The fatall fall of vs for wrestyng of the ryght The statutes of this lande they should not haue defynde So wylfully and wyttingly agaynst the sentence quyte But though they skaped paine the falte was nothing lyght Let them that cum hereafter both that and this compare And waying well the ende they wyll I trust beware WHan maister Ferrers had finished this tragedye whiche semed not vnfyt for the persons touched in the same An other whiche in the mean tyme had stayed vpon syr Roger Mortimer whose miserable ende as it should appeare was sumwhat before the others sayd as foloweth Althoughe it be not greatly appertinent to our purpose yet in my iudgement I thynke it woulde do wel to obserue the times of men and as they be more aunciente ▪ so to place theym ▪ for I fynde that before these of whom maister Ferrers here hath spoken there were two Mortimers the one hanged in Edwarde the thirdes tyme out of oure date another slayne in Irelande in Richarde the secondes tyme a yere before the fall of these Iustices whose historye syth it is notable and the example fruitfull it were pitie to ouerpasse it And therfore by your lycence and agrement I will take vpon me the personage of the last who full of woundes miserably mangled with a pale countenaunce and grisly looke may make his mone to Baldvvin as foloweth Hovve the tvvo Rogers surnamed Mortimers for theyr sundry vices ended theyr lyues vnfortunatelye AMong the ryders of the rollyng wheels That lost theyr holdes Baldwin forget not me whose fatall threede false Fortune nedes would reele Ere it were twysted by the systers three All folke be frayle theyr blysses brittle bee For proofe whereof although none other mer Suffyse may I syr Roger Mortimer Not he that was in Edwardes dayes the thyrde Whom Fortune brought to boote and efte to bale With loue of whom the kyng so muche she sturde That none but he was heard in any tale And whyles she smooth blewe on this merye gale He was created earle of Marche alas Whence envy sprang whiche his destruction was For welth bredeth wrath in suche as welth do want And pryde with folly in suche as it possesse Among a thousande shall you fynde hym skant That can in welth his loftye harte represse Whiche in this Erle due proofe did playne expresse For where he sumwhat hauty was before His hygh degree hath made hym nowe muche more For nowe alone he ruleth as him lust N● recketh for rede save of kyng Edwardes mother Whiche forced envy soulder out the rust That in mens hartes before dyd lye and smother The Piers the people as well the one as the other Agaynst 〈◊〉 so haynous a complaynt That for a traytour he was taken and attaynt Then all suche faultes as were forgot before The shower afresh and samwhat to them ad For cruell envy hath eloquence in store whan Fortune byds to warsse thinges meanely bad Fyue haynous crymes agaynst hym soone were had Fyrst that he causde the kyng to yelde the Skot To make a peace townes that were from him got And therewithall