winde serue to a good intent And know to what end thy riches are sent Hoyse vp saile to heauens happinesse Where thou shalt arriue with great blessednesse There thou mai'st be welcome though wanting gold And not by earthly wants thy ioyes controld No pouertie shall part thee from that societie But bring thee to thy ioyes eternitie Though wealth doth die the colour here in graine In heauen t' is held most base in great disdaine Phisitians and Lawyers are men of fame And experience doth auer the same Whose labors doth deserue their proper gaine No patient can be cur'de without some paine If thou dost learne diseases and their cures Be carefull what thy patient endures Haue due respect vnto thy cures and be free From corrupted thoughts then happie shalt thou bee Delay no cures but doe thy best for ease Which both thy patient and thy God doth please Pittie the heauie cares of those in paine And be not too greedy to seeke thy gaine Let measure guide thy hand in all thy deeds Thinke on the greeued heart with paine that bleeds Thinke vpon his case say that it were thine How hard it were for want of helpe to pine Learne no vnlawfull games thy state to raise That by deceipt may profit thee any waies What though thou shift it from the gamsters eye It is beheld by him that sits on high He doth behold your dealings euery way How securely so ere you thinke you play Goods gotten by deceipt is quickly gone By getting so better nere get none But rather well to keep thine owne first learne The better how to gaine thou mai'st descerne What though this vicious gaine so vainely got With plentie seemes to replenish the pot It is but a feast or sport that 's passing away And the least crosse of all brings it to decay All Cards and dice and all such idle play From thy delight discard and cast away For deale or rub whose hap so ere it be to haue The knaue of Clubs will euer be a Knaue Flatter no Mistris Fubs or Ione a nods Nor honor golden calues nor wodden gods Nor puffe a pesant vp with rascall pride A rascall will but like a begger ride Be carefull of the words that thou dost talke And be not desirous with a Knaue to walke Be carefull how thou dost thy secrets disclose Backbiters are full of wrong thou mai'st suppose Doe not with the Letcher seeme to reioyce It is but a loathsome and hatefull voice But rather perswade them from their follie And from the loue of a deed so vnholie Do not with spend-thrifts smile at pouertie Least thou thy selfe come to necessitie Doe not with Epicures reioice and say With meaner fare thou couldst not well away Nor do not triumph ouer simple wits And lament the state of those franzie fits Doe not by any meanes learne to deceiue That will but vertue from thy conscience driue And disanull-thee of thy quiet rest Exceeding ioyes of all things else is best Aime at no profit with a poisned breath Left it be paid thee in the second death Though conscience here be poore and meanly clad No meanes but from the Baggers to be had Yet time shall come it shall be well respected When prodigalitie shall be neglected There shall she finde a house adorn'd with state When Diues repents but all too late There shall she finde fine and daintie cheare When Gluttons in horror shall appeare Her raiment then shall be euerlasting When her foes their bitter cup are tasting Then let conscience gouerne thy state aright That thou mai'st behold this euerlasting sight An honest minde in euery trade doth well The winde blowes ill that blowes the soule to hell Doe not before the Diuell a candle hold Seeke no corrupt meanes for siluer or gold If that thy Wife be faire be thou not foule To let her play the Ape and thou the Owle Winke at no faults it is but miserie By bestiall meanes to releeue necessitie If thou be a Husband gouerne so thy Wife That her peeuish meanes worke not thy strife Giue her not too much law to run before Too much boldnesse doth bring thy ouerthrow Yet abridge her not too much by any meane But let her still be thy companion And to thy Daughter proue a better Sire Then like a hacknie let her out to hire What a greiuous case were this for thee To extoll thy selfe to prosperitie By such insatiat meanes a heauie sense Deseruing nought but hell for recompence Like a kinde father loue thy children deare Yet to outward view let not loue appeare Least too boldly they presuming on thy loue By audacious meanes doe audacious proue Seeme not a companion in any case To thy children learne them know who 's in place That due obedience to thee be done The end must needs be good that 's well begonne Thus may thy children be at thy command With willing heart still helpfull at thy hand Familiarity contempt doth breed By no meanes do thou stoope vnto thy seede While the twig is yong bend it as thou list Once being growne they 'll stubbornely resist Caring not for parents nor their talking Commending their owne wits age is doting Looke well to youth and how their time is spent Least thou by leasure afterwards repent What though thy childe grow rich thy selfe grow poore Wil t thou afford him reuerence therefore Imperfection to thine age that doth show Let children expresse what duty they owe And not be blinded with a selfe conceipt To wise men hate to fooles a pleasing bait Let thy care be great for Childrens good It is a charge that 's hardly vnderstood Vse no corrections in an angrie vaine Which will but vexe thee much increase thy paine And rashnesse euermore repentance cries Giue due correction therein be wise The griefe is thine when children goe astray Giue them not too much libertie to play Least that they doe to a custome bring it And euer after forbeare to leaue it Vrge not with violence thy childrens woe As cruell parents many times doe so Which to despaire may careleslie driue them When that their care doth carelesly leaue them To run at randome shifting as they may Alas it is a heauie case I say Let not children vrge their parents vnto ire But with duty do what they shall require With obedient hearts obedience show Such true obedience to them you owe. Thinke it not a trifle to forbeare it When Gods commandement doth require it A blessing great besides he hath reserued Whose dutie hath this due deserued Honor thy parents long may be thy daies Happie in all and blessed are thy waies Be not stubborne at all it breeds disdaine That which they forbid thee that refraine This is the course that thou their loue mai'st haue Wise parents childrens hurt will neuer craue But with fatherly care admonish them so That selfe conceipt worke not thy ouerthrow Which now adaies doth raigne too much in all No maruell then so many youth doe
drinke no Wine Small beere must suffice aye and say t is well Wine must be kept for Diues going to Hell This slender care of pouertie is had Which doth inforce them euer to be sad And walke abroad for sorrowes recreation Or starue himselfe or feed on contemplation Sorrowes companion and all forlorne And of euery Creature held in scorne His head hanges downe his armes lockt one in one To none but hilles and echoes make his mone Resounding care a heauie dolefull breath No better pillow then his mother earth Speaking to the aire as to a friend That should his miserie some comfort send Make cursie to the shadow of any food And glad to get a looke or halfe a word Blush and fall backe when gaie folke comes in place And start to looke a Ladie in the face Talke to the ayre where no man list to heare him Or plod alone where no man will come neare him Dispaire is all his food to nourish bloud A fearefull state hard to be vnderstood What grieuous hell is want affecting still A hungrie heart a hungrie soule to kill What woe is want where no man will releeue A poore distressed soule that still doth grieue And thus recording of a heauie care He feeds perhaps vpon a hungrie fare Till that some good Knight or learned Gentleman That will not be a Machauillian But can make vse of afflicted braines And gather profit from their toyling paines May hap to grace him with his countenance Giue him a blew coate and a cognizance An old cast doublet or a paire of boots Feed him with browne bread small beere hearbes and roots And now and then perhaps a peece of meate That scarce a man would giue a Dogge to eate Or after happily some good seruice done Make him Tutor to his yongest Sonne Laugh at those Beggers speake in scorne of pelse Care thou for nothing but to inrich thy selfe For truth reports that dolts of thriftie intreat If thou be rich thou quickly mai'st be great Why then thou shalt be sought vnto and praisd ' And many waies to dignities be raisd ' Thy name shall be extold by Poets Pen And brauely attended on by Seruing-men Bookes shall be dedicated to thy worth To aduance thy glorie thy fame set forth Thou shalt be wise and plac'st in Iustice to Though thou want will all this thy wealth can do Thinke no man wise but he that gathers wealth And keep the diet that preserues the health Doe not with Gluttons feed though they woe thee Nor with Drunkards vse though they pay for thee If thou be with a Glutton at a feast He 'll wish thee choked if thou feed on the best And eye thee too and thinke thou do'st him wrong To eat one bit that to his chops belong Let Gluttons grease their dogs alone for thee They are not for thy profit take that of me Drunkards are vilde but not so ill as those Hee like a braue Bully cheares vp his nose With a rich colour set with pearles and stones Whiles Gluttons hungrie chaps make clean the bones He 'll call his neighbour in and make him drinke A Glutton like a beast doth beastly stinke Of any ill the least is to be chused Yet best of all when all is quite refused With good aduice menage so thy doings That thou be not troubled much with loosings Trauell with ease take heede of taking cold And next to God take comfort in thy gold Commit no secrets to thy second selfe For neuer yet was Ape but plaide the Elfe To womens trust t' is paine to trust vpon Greatest secrets from them are soonest gone Their closets cannot hold a thing forbidden Yet desires to know a thing that 's hidden Their nature's very weake their frailties much Thei 'l loue him very well that is exceeding rich Set snares for Wodcocks pitfales for small birds And catch a foole with nothing but faire words Kill not a flie and let a flea alone That sucks the blood and neuer hurts the bone File not thy fingers with a filthie slut And ride not often on a gald backt Cut. Keepe not a Curre that no good profit yeelds A lurching Dog will range about the fields Feare not a shadow but auoide a danger And keepe not a Iade at racke and manger Which will quite eat thee out of house home Thy selfe remaine a dunce a very mome With ridiculous termes thou shalt be scoft Thy lodging cold in the streetes very oft Perswade no Prince from his choice of pleasure Nor a rich man from his loue of treasure For if thou with Monarkes meddle to farre It must perforce procure a mightie iarre Or if thou prie but neere a rich mans chest To him thou shalt be an vnwelcome guest But if he be rich whatso'ere he be Seeme in thine honour to be iust as he If he be poore then let him beg alone It is a trade that few grow rich vpon The best Beggers are accounted idle Riding a stumbler hold fast the bridle A Souldiers wants these daies hath seldome aide To follow warres it makes men much dismaide Though ventering life and goods with losse of limmes What rich Domesticall a man esteemes At this returne his worth though were so great Scarse giue a looke or scarce a bit of meat If such worthy men shall want deseruing this Looke not thou for comfort in distresse Keepe thou at home as home-bred slaues do vse Whose cankered hearts bright honor doth abuse And feede on fat like Lubbers take their ease Let those that list attempt to crosse the Seas When Diues loue is only in his wealth When toiling Lazers counted nought but filth Greiuous vnto all horror t' is to see Delight in gold as these else shalt thou be Learne to know Kingdomes Nations and their natures Their lawes their iudgements Male and femall creatures And how their wealth doth grow by Warre or peace And how their quarrels grew and how they seace How they may be offended or defended And how their states begun and which way ended But in all noates noate this of all How thou mai'st rise whoeuer hap to fall Let thy Religion be of what sort it will Be thou of that Sect seeke to humour still Do not with a shamefa'st bashfulnesse do it But with a manly courage runne through it As if to such Sects thou had'st beene euer bred By which meanes thou mai'st be the better fed If thou hast a partner in thy stock And both your wealthes do rest vnder one lock And if thy partner ride abroad for pleasure And put thy faith in trust with all his treasure At his returne doe vpon quarrels stand When thou hast got his wealth into thy hand Say in accounts he hath deceiued thee Although thou know'st no such matter be Seeme exceeding earnest and speake aloud No maruell though of late you were so proud Must my purse needs be thus at your command T is very true you haue made a faire hand Thus raile
bloody feast is an vnkindly foode And to dissemble loue is such an euill As neerest shewes the nature of the Diuell To feede on blood a Murtherers delight If thou dissemble thou yeelds no man right To gaine by others fall a curse growes on A heauie case when infants make their mone The widowes note is heard reuenge she cries For those ill gotten goods which made thee rise To help thy friend do not forbeare thy hand And for thy credit sell both goods and land For he that helpes his friend in time of neede It is in heauen inrold a friendly deede When that with truth of heart t is freindly done No deed on earth is like to that my Sonne Be constant still in friendship euermore And of a true friend make thy chiefest store What end wert thou inricht with goods and lands But to the end thou shouldst be free from bands Respect it not aboue the heauens pleasure Which is the chiefest chiefe of all thy treasure Denie no friend when he doth friendly craue it For honest mindes will pay when that they haue it A small matter sometimes doth help so much That by such meanes a poore man may proue rich Which else might bring a man vnto despaire When for his helpe he findeth naught but aire At wants instant be helpfull euermore And God will-giue a blessing to thy store Be doing this but doe not boast a whit For that dimmes all and shewes thy lacke of wit Or how canst thou haue grace for this thy good If thou backbitest in any angrie moode Reporting this thy kindnesse done to any It is not worth a pin though nere so many And those that heare it will thinke thou mai'st lie When that thou whisperest things so priuilie Let care of conscience guide thee euery way To giue thee comfort on the holliday Prie not at all in trades to offer wrong Such basenesse vnto Rascals doth belong Those men deseruing it are fit for gaine And fit'st of all to reape the pleasure of their paine The dead in peace doth rest yet liue they may In endlesse comfort and in endlesse ioy Kinde charity amongst men and loue to all May make vs readie for this heauenly call That liuing here we die to liue againe In heauenly blisse euerlasting to remaine And if thou be a Courtier know thy grace And seeke in heauen to haue a dwelling place And if on earth such seruice profit brings What shall he haue that serues the King of Kings Let vertues care so guide thy conscience still Thou neerely looke to all but none to ill What though the prouerbe old be proued true Or that some crosses on this earth ensue Or that the destinies doe frowne on thee Or that no rich reward will come neere thee Yet if thou be free from vices folly Thou art in heauen as pure a Saint as any Which is a Court where thou shalt haue a place Where none shall seeke thine honor to deface And if thou beest a scholler and canst preach With simple truth thy simple audience teach With feruencie of heart seeke to wooe them To Gods true knowledge seeke still to bring them Be not carelesse of a charge so weightie Giuen thee by thy God Almightie But feede thy flocke thou hast in hand to keepe Least that thou proue a wolfe vnto thy sheepe Feeding on them that should haue food from thee In bad estate their case is like to be Attempt not thou at all a labour so diuine Except thou canst this earthly state resigne And liue to loue thy God thy flock thy sheepe So will thy care be good thy flocke to keepe But whatsoeuer heere be thine estate There is none poore but he that God doth hate Hee 's poore indeed his case of all is worst No ill so vile of all ils most accurst If that thou be a Souldier sucke no blood To knightly mindes vnknightly food With conscience let poore Souldiers haue their pay Then they will follow thee with loue and ioy But if too neerely thou dost pinch or poule It may be burdensome vnto thy soule And want of pay is the death of many Yeeld them due and neere accusd ' for any Of honors title who doth truly hold Shall finde it in mercie not in gold If that thou be a Lawyer iudge the right And let no briberie blinde a blessed sight For thou shalt finde it written in mercies roule Better a thredbare gowne then a thredbare soule T is pittie that right should be ouercome Or pouertie to pleade to want a roome Alas how heauie is their case in this For want of fees a rightfull case to misse Yet haue thou some conscience be rul'd by mee Pittie poore Sutors in necessitie Let not mightie men oppresse their right Nor ouerthrow their states by power and might In doing this thou shalt haue double fee A heauenly Paradice thy reward shall bee Besides on earth thy fame shall spread abroad What curtesie to poore thou did'st afford This cannot chuse but bring thee into grace And by desert obtaine a higher place The law is iust on reason wisely grounded Wanting it our state is soone confounded And if thou be a Marchant know thy cares And do not wound thy conscience with thy wares Least in repentance all too late thou finde The gaine is lost that feedes a greedie minde What bootes thy toile and trafficke on the Seas Thy hazard of life disturbing of thine ease Thy boisterous blasts and stormes so cold Which thou indur'st thy selfe by time made old Thy riches when happy returnes are made Those pretious pearles whose colours neuer vade When that thy conscience shall be working so How thou maist worke thy brothers woe By thy ill wares trusted at such a rate By which meanes his paiment oft proues late Then to suit of law thy conscience cries Hee 's in a heauie case in such danger lies But far more worse is thine in time to come When that thou dost cast vp the totall summe When all deceiptfull gaines to losse shall turne Where vicious pleasures shall haue time to mourne A measure in gaine with Quiet truly got Is a perfect treasure that faileth not For truth light gaines doth make a heauie purse Vnconscionable gaines a heauie curse Then take thy choice but wisely chuse the best Corrupted hearts euermore detest Their wares are braide yet fairely shewes to th' eye But he that 's rotten at the heart must die In briefe of what estate so ere thou be Let truth and conscience euer gouerne thee Let Clownes clap on their clowted shooes Seeke thou no earthly gaines the heauen to loose Let garments fit thy body not thy minde And to thy friend as to thy selfe prooue kinde Looke so wisely to euery action That it may be thy soules satisfaction And doe not seeke to rise by others fals Be well prepared when the Angell cals Doe not thou stand on rich mens fauours here But loue thy Christ his loue is passing deare And make the