but sickely mends Contract thy tale doe not at large debate For know delaies are dangerous to thy state Shee drown'd in gulfe of griefe to heare him charme Like Hobbies pray lies quivering in their handes And panting so as if shee felt the harme That would ensue if shee their will vvithstandes For well sheeseess their shippe stickes fast in sandes They care not how they beare their wind-blown sailes And lesse shee knowes what counsaile best availes If that shee yeeld shee is betraide to shame If no shee leaues her friends her ioies her life VVhich of these two deserues the greater blame To die with shame or lâ—ue a wicked wife Shee schooles her wavering thoughtes about this strife Shall Susan doe what most shee doth detest Shall Cuckowes hatch their birdes in Ioachims nest Nay rather Susan die an innocent And render vp a pure life-breathing spirit Then make thy quiet conscience male-content And purchase death and hell for thy demerite For harlots shall no heavenly seates inherite And sure I am if guiltlesse heere I die My Habels blud for vengance hence will crie VVhy then I will resigne fond lust to these And fall into the handes of God my king Sith far tis better God then man to please For if I yeeld vnto this cursed thing My conscience hath a penetrable sting VVhich will torment my soule far worse then hell That I shall bide more paines then tongue can tell The fact would aie be written in my brow The blushing humor would bewray my case If I should heere one say Adultresse thou The reddes would rise and muster in my face As if the wordes were ment to my disgrace My husbandes loving eie in blotted booke VVould read my fault imprinted in my looke In sleepe condemning dreames would haunt my head And shamefast thoughtes record my shamelesse follie The coverings would crie out of Ioachims bed And say faire hypocrite thou art vnholie Pull downe thy plumes and never more be iollie My smiling babies would bewray their mother And yeeld their fires resemblance to some other Accusing conscience ioinde with sad remorse VVould whip me with remembrance of mine act My guiltie minde suspition would enforce To thinke each whispring tongue did tell my fact And smiling lookes deride my creadit cract And that each nibled lippe did lend a mocke And glauncing eie behold a gazing stocke Thus did shee in her secret thoughtes debate VVhat best to doe before sh'would answere make Meane time they long her to contaminate Yet wondred at her lookes before shee spake VVhich Angel-like might moue them to forsake Their lewd intent if ever milde remorse Or tender mercie might their hard heartes force With hands displaid shee lookes vnto the skies And downe from thence vpon th'aggrieved ground Which might moue stones to teares if they had eies Her to behold which did vvith griefe abound Whose heart lodg'd cares while tongue these words doth sound And eies gush teares true tokens of deepe sorrow Thus hearts from eies fell obiectes passions borrow O you quoth shee that sway Gods Israell Repell prowd Sathan vvho doth seeke your soule Flie flie for this my heart doth hate as hell O flie with speede least God your sinnes controule Rest thus resolv'd you never gaine this goale For never shalt be said there lies that wife Which left her God to liue a brothels life Some birdes and brutish beastes by natures lore Doe flie this fact as most abhominable Then are you worse then they vvho should haue store Of reason and in iudgement be most stable What doe you thinke Gods booke is but a bable O be not beastes though you be made of clay But haue regard vnto your soules decay What if I wicked should your willes content What gaine you if you gaine your whole request VVhy nothing worth a straw a rush a bent A small thing got will gaine your great vnrust For once obtainde youle vvish to be releast Yea loath the deede your selues and me perhappes Therefore my Lordes be rul'd flie afterclappes One droppe of poyson put into the cupp Infectes the whole and makes it venemous So one bad thought in heart once harbord vp Doth cause the body to be vitious Then flie such thoughts as are so poysenous And let not nature haue the vpper hand But seeke by grace her ticementes to withstand 1st not fowle shame for him to misse the but Which shutes with levied aime to hit the pricke Then tis more shame when states in practise put To winne renowne and yet like slaues doe sticke At honestie O doe but note this tricke First know your selues then what you vndertake So you like conquerours shall such sinnes forsake Do not debase your blood by base designe Your place should fosterâ— worthies free from blame What though your branch hath roote in Iuda line You should depend vpon deserved fame And not leaue all to noblenesse of name For nature proues a tainture in the blood Where life laments that nature is not good Phie Phie graue Rabbies grow to be so rash To royst like ruffians and exceede in sin Shall seasning salt become vnsav'ry trash VVhat leese your selues that others seeke to win Shall faire without be cloake to cloake to fowle within No no sith great ones are example givers Seeme not to be but be indeede good â—ivers Let vertue be the ground worke of your greatnesse Set God your guide in conscience bower of brasse For glories fort not founded is in neatenesse A coursers name doth naught beseeme an asse Tis folly phrensie furie out alasse To stand a tiptoe on the title point If life be loose and vertue out of ioint You aske if I haue conned histories Then know I haue both humaine and divine Wherein I finde the lasting infamiâ—s Of such as shrowded vnder sinnes blacke shrine And how these glorious men like starres doe shine In glories spheere which haue such faultes forsaken And vnto vertues guide themselues betaken VVhat was the cause of raging cataclysme That did with gastly waues the sinfull smallow But beastly life and brutish barbarisme VVhile Sodome did chast natures hestes vnhallow Who wantons nice in lustes delight did wallow God purdged the polluted place with fire Made rebell lust a subiect of his ire VVhen Sichem Hevite did perforce deflower Faire Diana Iacobs dearling and delight Did not sin-hating heaven at it lowre And raise revendge for this abhord despight Yes twas the cause that Iacobs sonnes did fight Gainst Hemors sonnes his subiectes and his towne All which by them hand-smooth were beaten downe What bloody warre fierce wrath and raging spoile Fell on the fatall tribe of Beniamine VVhat time the men of Gibea did defile By beastlie rape the Levites concubine VVhich made their bretherne tribes so sore repine That of the Beniamites there lost their liues Fiue times fiue thousand men beâ—ides their wiues VVith Sittim plague fell thowsandes twentie fower Because they gaue their liues to luxurie Did David scape for that he did deflower
Ev'n when they ment most finely foote the Ball. And so haue mist the goale and to their cost Lament too late things past recovery lost Yea some which seeme in shevv to seeke it most â—n secret heart proue trevants treasure wasters One seely thought marres all the maiden bost Which soone betides these great tentation tasters Yea tis a booke-case pend by our great masters In vaine chast flesh a mayden name doth win Where yeelding thoughts haue given consent to sin All are not maides that vow they vvill not wed All are not virgins that are maides esteemed All are not chast that shun the nuptiall bed All are not true Dianaes that are deemed Chast Sara was not single when shee seemed Abused Thamar wore a virgins weede And might haue cloak'd false Amnons foule misdeede A droane doth sometimes in a bees place stand The single life no seale of maiden head Some batch'lers be but traitours in the band Worse foes to virgin wealth then those that wed Who when the foe appeares their force is fled Like Gedeons host faint cowardes prone to yeeld Scant one of ten is chosen for the field Yet quaint encomiast-like with wordes at wil You paint them out with praises at your pleasure VVhile making hast to preconize your skill You make the coate before you take the measure And to entize young tyrons with your treasure Like gold-sicke Alcumistes you pamper in A golden tincture on a peece of Tin VVhat praise peculiar to the thing you paint Which fits not modest mariage more divine Yet to canonize maiden-head a saint You put no ods betweene the saint and shrine To make a painted brow the brighter shine You parasite with praises to her face And causlesse clowd dame wedlocke with disgrace Nay rather say this buxome pleasing wife VVhile shee her toilesome fieldes of houshold tilleth And weanes her children to a Godly life In this her care the Lordes behest fulfilleth Sith that shee doth the thing his wisedome willeth And therefore well may take the vpper-hand Of her vvhose warrant hath not one command Nay rather reason mariage preservation Is lawded loved honored far and neere VVhose sacred rightes haue solemne observation VVhose ancient priviledge hath not his peere VVhose daily fruites are dainties held most deere And adde the cause for which shee is required The most commodious things are most desired VVhat if her house be neighbour to annoyes The blame be theirs not hers that dwelleth by them For if we walke in faire and easie waies That haue some noysome brambles growing nie them That rent our cloathes before we can descrie them The fault is not in fairenesse or the way But our owne folly or the brambles stay In Breschith booke it resteth in record Reporting Register of mans creation That when great Ihova by his powerfull word Made shapelesse man to his owne shape and fashion He first gaue nuptiall rightes for propagation As glorious ground-worke where he vvould begin That building which his prescience laboureth in And did in blessing knit this sociall band Endowd vvith vvorldly empire and earthes treasure Whilst purest nature did vnstained stand In easterne Eden place of passing pleasure When giving Adam of his Evahâ— seasure Ioind two in one inseperable vnion To represent him and his church communion Yea vvhen false man fell to Apostasie Misled by Sathan and his owne freewill Had spoild himselfe and plagu'd his progeny And chang'd his seas of ioies for flouds of ill The matrimoniall state continued still A mithredate to cure sius poysned sting The Bezoar stone that should healthes blessing bring For as a playster to repell despaire Paine ceasing med'cine to an aking sore God promise made that Eve should haue an heire Should bruze hell-serpents head and make him rore And to repaire those ruins added more To faithâ—ull Abr'am when he thus professed That in his seede all nations should blessed VVhen eake loves hot-spur Lamech over bold VVith one sweete fayre could not fowle lust suffice But let desire go loose and vncontrold And chose him mates in number to his eies VVhilst following age was wedded to his guise True wedlocke went to wracke and nature then Straunge mixtures made straung monsters out of men It greived God to see vngratfull man Pollute the earth with rape and ravishment VVhile to sweete bayted sin all headlong ran Ne would in time become true penitent Hee like a champion full of discontent VVith wreakful waters did these wicked wast Not one preserued but the wedded chast And as it were a warning heereto made VVhen nature ruld with law nunâ—npative How sore hee did detest flesh-mongers trade Fell traytors that do wedlocks wracke contriue From Sodoms flames he kept chast fower alive So to preserve chast Saraes bed vnspotted Hee plagued kings whom beautie had bee sotted But in the true transcript of Goddes owne hand Transplendant star how bright doth wedlocke shine Hee vnderprops her empire with commannd Dyrectes her lore with lawes as with a line Condemnes to death her subiectes that decline And when her peace is rent by ielous iarres Hee sets the way to cease her civill warres And vvhile her lasting glasse of glory ronnes He blots her foes faire brow with fowle disgraces But doth vouchsafe to call her children sonnes Enfranchizing her fruit with freedomes mace Doth nicke their counterfeit with name of base As slips of sin and fruites of basest folly Whose rootes he rooteth out as seede vnholly And that fierce Mars with sterne and sower aspect Should nothing hinder Venus influence He Mars his might doth countermaund and checke But gâ—ues her power protection and defence In maryed mates to act benevolence When to the Brides faire groome for loue he spares One yeare exempt from warres and worldly cares Even so the nations led by natures light Din sâ—intilles of the soules synterisis Did patron ze her peace with good fore-sight And to maintaine her princely port in blisse Restrain'd with lawes wild lust that walkes amisse Denouncing death or danger to her foes That darst gainst their states friend themselues appose Thus hath all times and tongues well entertained her Gods faithfull servant and mans fastest friend And those condemn'd to shame that haue disdeign'd her And if I augure right shall to the end When man in vaine doth gainst the Lord contend Ne can the state or pollititian misse her While he for his sweete Sions sake doth blisse her VVhose company giues comfort in distresse Two heades at neede yeeld more advice then one Two walkers in the way may falles redresse Two bodies sooner warme then post alone Two hands to helpe are better far then none How man man misse her comfort doe her right To passe the lingring day or tedious night Shee concord doth augment by consanguinity Sometimes shee standes the counterpawne of peace Shee doth enlardge loues boundes by new affinitie Shee arbitrating vmpire warres doth cease Shee still imploies the common-wealthes increase Her ympes in youth are loues sweete pawnes and
sad looks straung vowes they make no sin To sweare for-sweare this golden fleece to win Each streignes his thoughts his rivall to beguile VVhilst in her iowre lurks death life in her smile But as the mounting Eagle in the winde Disdeâ—es to stoope and checke base flockes of flies Or as club griping Hercules by kinde Doth single combate with a dwarfe dispise VVhose force his manhood doth not equalize So shee doth scorne to fawne on such a frend VVhose faith doth soone beegin and sooner end Yet as in gardens whear all herbes do grow Some fragrant are whose sweetenesse doth excell Though some eie-pleasing lillies trimlie shew VVhen as they yeeld the sent a loathsome smell So some there weare might please her eie full well And by sweete vertues odor fume her sent VVith grace automaticke and redolent For as while those bright globes of rare accoumpt And splendant plannets in their spheeres do ronne One is superior and doth all surmount VVithout compare aye gloryous shininge sonne So in this gloabe of gallantes theaâ— stoode one VVhose neate beehavior grace and bounty bright Did dim the rest as sonne the candle light Renowned Ioachim thou the man admired Both of the Chaldees and the Iewish nation Thou weart of all regarded and desired Greate was thie wealth so was thie reputation Thy life an obiect worthie contemplation That didst with Titus purchaze thee a frend Each day beefore the soune his course did end Thou didst not with gnuffe Craesus hoord thy wealth Thou weart with Cato rich when once contented Thou hatedst Cesars pride which was the pelfe That causd his death which hee to late repented Thou hadst Iobs waxen heart which still relented If orphanes cride if widdowes wanted right If poore men said they wear opprest by might Thou weart a Moses in maintayning lawes Thou didst fell Pharaos goverment detest Thou with the Macbies in thy countries cause Wouldst pawne that heart that harbord in thy brest Thou ever heldst Manasses wayes vnblest Thou weart a polititian graue and wise Yet free from that slie tricke to temporize What heart so iudurate that Would not yeeld Whear vertues puissant valor stroue to win What minde so obstinate to take the feild Gainst those fine partes whose matches scant-have bin Sure causelesse to reiect him t'weare foule sin Whearfore her thoughtes well trayned in their good Do entertaine his suite with gratious moode For as a Diamond rich through vertue rare To it the gads of sturdie steele doth draw And as the youthâ—worne lett by like compare Bestowes hâ—s power attrative on the straw So sweete Susanna not compeld by awe But led to love by like heartes Simpathie Did yeeld his eares his wished heartes replie VVho thought him selfe to bee the happiest wight VVhen shee became not hers but his desired VVhen shee had made surrender of her right The ioy the comfort which his heart required VVhile to obtaine that pray hee more aspired Then conqur'ing Alexander to subdue A world far wider then the world hee knew O peerelesse purchaze fownd by few or none O pleasant conquest pleased conqueror VVhilst true content triumpheth in loues throane More rightly rich then Asiaes emperor The price was vertue thou the vanquishor For in thy pris'ner with a princely port Residinge vertues held their royall court VVithin the closet of whose cloysest pleasure Neat cabbonet for vertues sweete repose Nature and Grace had hid their finest treasure And left it all to Constancies despose A trustie guardian for such goodes as those Amongst which glorious graces in her brest Bright Chastitie was seen aboue the rest Shee seated in a seate which vertue placeth A royall throne the soule and minde divine As onely grace that every vertue gâ—aceth Is canopied with Fayth most pure and fine Like milkie-way with circling Cristalline And at her knees are kneele and parte not thence Transparent puritie and Gods gifte Continence And to vphold her high and heav'nly state Shee hath for guard attending on her traine Sobrietie truthes friend and vices hate Foresight that evill occasions doth refraine Dumbe tongue dead heart blinde eie deafe eare sad brainâ— Well guided thoughts a hand and foote not idle Sterne abstinence that head-strong lust doth bridle O chastitie thou beautie of the minde Vnspotted puritie in things vnpure The comliest ornament of woman kinde Were not this seate most slipprie and vnsure Thou wouldst in all and not in few indure But thy light foes false title of true pleasure Thee loathed makes her loved out of measure Yea since thy friends in shew but foes indeede Vaine Tutors taught their pupils how to spell For caste caute and to serue fowle neede If chastly want that cloasly doth doe well This motiue made some subiects to rebell Who by pretence to vnderprop thy crowne In secret make assaultes to pull thee downe VVhose prowd Essenian high-priest Rabbena To canonize thy saint wil kisse thy shrine Yet not with Aaron choose chast El'saba But like that Levite vse his concubine Yea if thou dost thy selfe in mariage ioine They blesse thy name as sacred one of seven Yet ban thine act as most vnworthy heaven O neighing Iades fast friendes to infamie Nuâ—ses to naughtinesse lewd bawdes to lust Base vassalles to your willes Apostasie Why doth not Conscience checke your deedes vniust VVhy doth not sad Dispaire drowne in distrust Those temptors of these sacred Nymphes to sin VVhom rape may not enforce nor flattry win Delightsome flowers doe quickely fall and fade And budding beauty blasteth in small space But constant Chast thy sonne goes not to glade No age nor eating time can thee deface VVhile vertue thee thou vertue dost imbrace Thou gracest Susan having thee in hold As richest Iemmes doe grace the finest gold Her Ambeâ— tresses made a seemely shew Her milke-white skin adorned natures skill Yet all did vanish as the liquid devv VVhile Chastitie remaines eternall still VVhy then are vvomen vvedded to vaine vvill That for a wanton momentanie pleasure They wilful vvast an everlasting treâ—sure Had Susan bin of their vnstable minde To sel eternitie to get a toy Shee had not left such noted fame behinde But had bin titled faith-lesse fondly coy VVhich did relinquish lust for lasting ioie And left her loved name to be eternall But those that wrong'd the same like fendes infernal For when her choice did yeeld a vvorldes delight And ioies did soare aboue the reach of sorrow VVhen setled thoughtes secure of worldly spight And barge of blisse high fortunes seas did forrow Then flâ—ttring night brought foorth a doleful morrow What time her gracious God did hold it best To blaze abroade what harbord in her brest For as he faithful Abrahams heart did proue By willing offring of his guiltlesse sonne And tride Ioâ—s stable faith and constant loue What time she Sathan his consent had wonne To leaue Iobs health forlorne and wealth vndone Even so he sifted Susans constancie â—f that shee would her pure faith falsifie And to complot this treason by
eie doth loath the light And long to haue sin-shrowding darkesome night And while they both revolue their case saith one I had a dreame God turne my dreame to good Mee seem'd we sitting on the iudgement throne Our seate fell downe into a streame of blood And both we drenched in the crymsen flood In sleepe I stroue and strugled wanting breath To scape those waues that did conspire our death VVhich terror made my feareful flesh so tremble Vnneathes I could my perfect sences finde Cease quoth his mate no more dreames oft dissemble Dreames are deceites as wavering as the winde They never daunt a full resolved minde A fainting heart shall never loose the pray VVhich mawgre dreames I meane to win this day Thus are those seniors sold to desolation VVho doth not see their soules subdude to sin VVhilst their lust-hardned hearts by no perswasion Can be recald from what they did begin But bent to venture all vnsure to win Like ravening beares bereaved of their whelpes They sit alone devising many helpes Devising manie helpes to worke their will To vvrest or winne her to their loathed lure O that such Tygers fierce her seeke to spill O that such drowsie droanes should be secure To creepe into a hiue vnstain'd and pure To tast that Nectar and Hyblean Honie That none but one could winne for loue or monie O hearts much harder then the Adamant O chartes of sinne mappes of impietie Are you the men that vices should supplant Doe you in shew adore the dietie And seeke in secret sinnes varietie O doe but thinke there comes a iudgement daie Where such misdeedes cannot be wip'd awaie But your hearts harbour nought but ravishment You follovv Tereus vaine in villanie You carelesse how to die or to repent Do liue secure of shame and infamie And thinke on nought but oportunity To perpetrate your vvicked levvd intent In which already many daies are spent But all daies now are passed and expired In vvhich you liv'd twixt hope and grimme dispaire VVhen time hath brought you vvhere you most deâ— Even to that orchard where most holsome aire Doth kisse the creature which you held most faire Iniurious time vvhy didst thou serue her so VVhich never vvas or ment to be thy foe VVhy didst thou seeke t' enthral a sacred soule VVhy didst thou seeke to traine her vnto lust VVhy dost not oportunitie controule VVhich seekes to draine her honour in the dust O flattring oportunitie vniust Fit slaue to sallie Sathans lewd designement VVhen thy compeere fit place yeeldes entertainment O God vvhy hast thou set the ravening wolfe Vpon the poore and harmelesse lamb to pray VVhy didst thou let her scape Charibdis gulfe For to by Scylla rocke be cast away Thou hast vpheld her happie to this daie And now must light in Lyons ravening iawes And plead to eares that know no right nor lawes For when the sunne neere sommer tropicke seated VVith bright reflected beames did all repeate And westvvard from the southerne line retreated Did make the foggie heart in shade to sweate And croaking raven gape and pant for heare Then did Susanna to her vvalke repaire In shadowed seate to take fresh cooling aire VVhere with her mates demure two modest maides Shee shrowds her selfe in shrubs neere pleasant spring Like harmelesse Elfes the fountaine fairy Naids VVhere waters rush and chirping birdes doe sing And art with nature framd a curious thing A stately conduit whence sweete streames distilled VVhich vnderneath a sumptuous cesterne filled In which this vertuous dame was wont to bath her VVhen lawful rightes such homage did require And now to soone induced much the rather Because sun-burning beames did fry like fire VVherefore shee saith good wentches home retire And bring the soape the cloathes and things I neede Shut fast the dores returne againe with speede VVith due obeysance and a bashfull smile They yeeld the looke of readie servitude And with officious foote they post awhile Vnto the garden dores and them occlude To stop each stranger out that night intrude And by a posterne gate they post away And yet quicke wantons make to tedious stay Thus left alone good lady voide of feare Shee serues her God with solitarie muse Secure what birdes of rapine roosted there That ment her wretch in their sharpe clawes to bruse And vnprophaned bodie to abuse O little doth shee know what serpentes lurke In traitrous place to pray on natures worke Had shee Diana bin as poets faine VVhen these Acteoâ—s pried through the vvood Shee as Diana did would them constraine To be transformed in her angry moode Shee could not doe her glory greater good But what Acteoâ—s seeke to serue their vvill Shee little knowes that never knew such ill The seely fish that hooke hath never angled Doth seldome feare whats hidden in the baite The bird that never was with snare entangled Doth shun no place for that shee feares deceite So carelesse shee what curres lie at receite To take entangle wronge her guiltlesse minde Doth nothing feare shee should such treason finde But Sathan that had smothered long his fire Brings now three blazes flaming hies apase To kindle bright the brand of their desire With beauties praie commodious time and place Vp saith he beastes faint sluggards are you base Cheere vp your spâ—rits let groaning thoughts be glad So faire a day no Lordings ever had VVhile faultlesse shee sits trapt by false occasion VVhen once her maides were gone and all things fast Forthwith these lust-breath'd Lordes made rash invasion To make prophane the soule that is so chast Like hunger-starved vultures they make hast To get the baite within their ravenous beakes To kisse those corall lips and roseall cheakes And though with hast they fall vpon the ground They rise againe and headlong foorth doe ronne The fall doth say this fact shall you confound Your seate is dipt in blood and you vndone O leaue it of that is so ill begonne But while rebellious Sathan runneth by them Good motions cannot enter or come nigh them VVhen shee good lady savv these stragling Lordes To presse in presence with such heedelesse speede Shee wondred greatly Ignorant vvhat wordes VVhen as they came would from their hearts proceede They streight vvith circled armes her bondage breede VVhile gazing eies beholde her comely hue And maffling mouthes these gracelesse speeches spue Quoth one of them for one did speake for boath Wee must with that false heart began to faile him To tell the rest his guilty minde was loath Thinking perhaps dumbe shewes would most availe him And shee amaz'd with merveile what should aile him To greete her helpelesse captiue with I must Did feare the fury of the tyrant lust And quivering standes as doth the harmelesse deere Beset with greedie curres and eagre houndes Shee lookes about and pries to finde a cleere To scape these Crocodiles that passe their bounds VVhose clasped armes doe yeeld her deadly wounds While shame doth tie their tongues make theÌ„ mute And
hope did much distrust their case Their lustfull heartes did murthring thoughtes embrace For bashfull nature once to boldnesse bent Growes shamelesse bold and boldly impudent And as a hoat and eagre dogge in hand VVhen he beholdes his game before his eies Doth fawne and leape licke to loose his band But when he sees him keeper surer ties Then feirce against him hee begines to rise So they when fawning could not win their wil Rayse like curst curres and have a minde to kill For to the sad demaundantes there they say Heere fownd we Susan in adulterye Whose yongue companion fled from hence away Bee fore we could what wight he was descrie Beleeve vs gentle frendes we tell no lie For these our eies are witnesses we saw them And here's the place to which thee did with draw theÌ„ VVhich cursed sight did so our eies offend And much the more for noble Ioachims sake Our honorable kinsman and good frend That we did do our best the groome to take That speedie death for wrong a mendes might make But he for vs to nimble at strong hand Fled by that dore which yet doth open stand The dutious servitors with bashfull brow Blush now with sylent shame at this her fact Who never till that day was thought to bow Vnto so base a sin or vile an act Wherefore they did suspect some plot compact And in her cause would shape some sharp replie VVell armed in her right to giue the lie But when they saw those elders of the land VVere vouchers of the fact and filthie deed They darst not contradict them or withstand And yet their inward partes were touch'd with meed To thinke how ill poore pris'ner shee should speed When as the iudges mouth the witnesse breath Should verdict giue that giues the doome of death And so sad men greife laden home they go To prie what comfort in their ladies looke And leaue these iudges plotting of her woe VVho straight the way vnto their howses tooke Where they their goodly being badly brooke While eagre enuie restlesse doth invent The overthrowe of this chast innocent O Envie wayward witch fowle hagge of hel Whie dost thou make men pine at mens prosperitie O you fond fooles that in her den do dwel And theare torment your selues with her seueritie VVhose slaue is slannder and her page Temeritie Whie wast you restlesse seruice on a dame That restlesse wisheth vertues seruantes shame Pale fretting furie furious sorceresse Bel-dame to madnesse and yoake mate to woe Thy mother pride a mortal murtheresse Thy father Plutus mans immortall foe Thy brattes blood shedding hate that hath no hoe Contention strisse debate revendge and slaunder VVhich vex the life and after death do wander Thy guttes are gald cholers boyling fome Like Aeinaes wombe that belkes sulphurious flames Thy cabbin carrin thoughtes a hell thy home Thy habite like those fierce Tartarian dames VVhose flesh consum'd there resteth but the rames For while thou know'st not how to hold a meane To eate thy neighbors fatlings makes thee leane Their hartes haue anguish soules haue bitternesse VVhome thou dost learne to laugh at vertues woe Thy path is blind and pau'd with slippernesse They walke to hell that in thy wayes do goe Yet are these elders thine devoted so That liuing now they liue but to depriue The life of her they loath to see aliue The filthie roades infect the fowntaines cleere Where others sucke the venome that they leaue And serpentes spue their poyson everie wheare VVhich yet them selues do not of life bereaue But these false seniors do themselues deceaue That spet foorth enuies venome on this dame Yet kill them selues by sucking in the same For on the following day of this disgrace The 〈◊〉 with the people make repaire To keepe thier vsuall courts in wonted place In Ioachims house a spacious roome and faire VVhere feeble hope vpholdeth faint dispaire VVhile their blud-thrishe thoughtes do wholie long To do her fame and body deadly wronge And mounted on the pow'rfull seat of life They wil their summ'nors to ascite and call Susan Helchias daughter loachims wife To make appearance there before them all And answere in an action criminall Thus they pretend with right roote out evilles But whie should right be prophand in such divelles And shee good lady loyall to the lawes Armd with assurance of her innocence And guarded with the goodnesse of her cause In conscience brazen fortresse of defence Feignes none excuse or shifting â—lie pretence But doth obey the summons and proceed And leaves to Godth ' event of her good speede And so attended with a mourning traine Shee makes appearance in the fatall place VVhere standers by cannot from teeres refraine To see the gallant pris'ners wofull case Her pheere her frendes her parentes children race Repleate the ayre with woes and grownd with teeres VVhile heartes eclipse in clowded eie appeeres And standing in a robe of finest blacke Deepe sorrowes signe by causlesse infamie There overspreades her shoulders head and backe Availe of lawne to note integritie Which hid her whiter beautie from the eie This shadow they commaund to be removed That they at least might looke on what they loued Which when th' officious officers had done Sweete beauties blush did yeeld her such a grace As when a clowd is taken from the sonne VVhen sorrow suckes the reds forth of her face The machlesse white aloane doth hold the place But when the crymson humor steines the white Corall seemes shadowed in the Galactite Such is the beautie that enchauntes their eies And charmes their heartes through it so sore attaynted That they both God and goodnesse do despise And vvith nought else but sin are novv acquainted O That shee should with such faire shape be painted To make commaunders mindes to lust obey And shâ—e her selfe exposed for their pray For when they had full gordgd their ravenous eies On beauties dainties with a short repast They two amid'st the people do aryse To giue their witnesse gainst this constante chast And as the law doth will their handes they plast Vppon the head of this pure innocent Two woulves foule pawes a seely lamb to rent VVheare swearing by Gods name a solemne oath To set aside all partiall loue and hate And speake the truth and nothing but the troth Periured iudges foes to truthes estate Vnto the people thus they intymate This noble dame that shewd a sant in sight Is fownd vnconstant fickle lewd and light For yesterday in Ioachims orchard walkinge To recreate our spirites with holesome ayre This dame with her two damselles thither stalkinge Thear did to her an vnknowne youth repayre VVhose shape was comly and his feature fayre But er he came in sight that none detect it Her madens shee disnust least they suspect it VVhoe being gone and dores ybarred fast VVee shrowded from their sight with wakefull heed Perceu'd the wicked to their sin make hast And creaping cloasly with conuenient speed Wee did surprize them in
the shamfull deede And him we caught but yet away he fled For him from vs his strength deliuered But her we held and thear examined VVhat youth he was that did her bodie vse And though confessing shame did die her red Yet to resolue our doupt shee did refuse And with still sylence did her selfe accuse Thus haue we shewd the fact of this lewd wife For which misdeed law biddes her lose her life Shee all this space with patience on her knee VVith handes and eies vp-reared to the skie Commends her cause to God which all doth see VVhile groaning spirite in anguish plundgd doth crye Help help me God or else in shame I die Thou ruâ—'st right then stretch thine arme so strong And overrule the rulers of this wronge While thus shee doth appeale vnto the highest Her burning zeale doth plead her innocence Her modest looke doth say false iudge thou liest Her bashfull sylence speakes in her defence Her good reporte reproves their ill pretence The streames of teares that on her cheekes at spilt By secreat verdict quittes her from the guilt Yet much amaz'd to here this divell speake For well shee wist no manlike mind he bore Shee shapes him answere else her heart would breake Although her tormentes should be much the more Shee saw pale death attending at the dore To take her thence if that shee held her peace And if shee speake shee could not death increase VVherefore ev'n as a man thats sencelesse stroken VVhen as he commes vnto himselfe againe And feeles his bodie wounded brus'd or broken By swarting cause cannot from wrath refraine But letteeh flie his irefull blowes amaine Ev'n so her conscience netled by dispight Fights with fierce words weake champions of her right O admyrable patience sayth shee And depth inâ—erachable of Gods intent Whether this happe for tryall vnto me Or for these helhownds greater punnishment Hee onely knowes which onely hath it sent VVhie doth he not with righteous hand represse This scum of sin and filth of filthinesse VVhie did not wombe before these babes did sprawle Abhorse such seede vnworthie for the brests VVhie entred life within such bitter gaule VVhie harbour soules within such filthie nestes Whie did the ayre giue breathing to such beastes Whie did the heav'nes permit so fowle an eie For to behould the pure vnspotted skie Whie did not nature mould deformed clay So fowle mishapen mindes for to ingerth Whie swell not floudes and swiftly sweepe away This seede of Cain from the polluted earth Whie did not hell devoure them in the birth VVhie do not angrie elementes conspire To powre vppon them hoat consuming fire Whie did the earth eate Corach and his crewe And suffer these to trample on her browe VVhie did wilde beares those idoll ympes subdue And do wilde beastes these beastes to liue allowe Whie do not thunderboltes enforce them bow What should I say whie doth not God in ruth Commaund each power to punnish theire vntruth But thou O Lord art free from this offence VVhen rav'ning woulves such seely lambes devower Thou righteous dost not punish innocence Tis not thy worke tis they abuse thy power Thy power is iust the imperfection our The aire is good that doth the voice dispence Though faultly vsde to giue false evidence Then iudges most vniust behold the skies Thinke thear's a God those glorious globes that guides Let not despaire your soules deere health dispise But haue regard what law you goe besides Perpend in deepest thought God not abides Such wrathfull Cains as vvast the guiltlesse blood Then haue respect to me for your owne good Perchance you thinke your sinnes so farre exceede That God is never able to forgiue O flie those thonghtes which swift destruction breede And that our God is mercifull belieue Doe not so willingly to darke hell diue But these your haynous deedes from heart repent And God will then remit â—innes punishment Let not fowle sin be seeded in your age Let not your vertues die before they spring Doe not commit on me so great outrage But let true iustice rule in ev'rie thing Consider what defame such wrong will bring VVhat doe you thinke God sees not what you doe Yes sure he doth then haue respect thereto Your conscience can controule your heartes of follie Your hearts can say your tongues doe falshood tell Your tongues can tell your action is vnholy To wrong a seely woman meaning vvell And hating this offence as hatefull hell Let pittie raise remorse and bannish wronge Be not to stout because you are to strong But if your heartes blood-hardned still remaine To shed her blood that hath no lawes offended Then worke your wils on me O sonnes of Cam VVould God in this good cause my life were ended So that your liues and manners were amended VVhich if you doe not right with speedy pace Mine honors wrong your honors will deface A tree but young one may both bow and bend VVhen as the old will hardly bend at all A whelpe with trickes is taught to fetch and send VVhen as old dogges to it you hardly hall VVho can reclaime wilde haggards to the call Even so these men that seas'ned are in sin To serue the Lord cannot tell how begin For when they heard this oratresses tale VVith constant speach and gesture so declaimed Fierce envies â—retting poyson made them pale Fearing to misse the marke whereat they aimed They doe inferre it falshood meerely feigned To frustrate iustice with a slie perswasion And from deserved death to make evasion No credit giue say they this cunning dame Which with lip-lavish wordes would shift her death A man huge myriades of vntruthes would frame If he by them could buy life-feeding breath Ist not a iudges word that witnesseth Is not our oath confirmed vvith our hand VVhat two doe vvitnesse law doth will to stand VVhich said they do proceede to doome of death By processe had from the imperiall state And one the dolefull sentence vttereth Shee should be led foorth of the citie gate And there as Moses doth the law relate The multitude a â—ickle wavering head Should presse her downe with stones til she were dead Thus doth the law by witnesse wrested deale Thus is the vertuous dame condemn'd to die The iudge reiectes the husbandes graue appeale He stops his eares at parentes sad reply He will not heere the infantes wofull cry No doubt a pase that godly land doth flourish VVhich doth such lust-affected iudges nourish But loath to be interred in shames nest Stab'd with heart-wounding wordes falles on her knee Shee wakes her thoughtes with thumping on her brest Flies to her last refuge to set her free Entreates her God with humble teeres that hee VVould not for sake or leaue her in distresse But send his comfort to her comfortlesse O righteous God my iudge saith shee VVhich seest the secret heart And dost inflict revenge on those That doe thy lawes subvert Represse the pride of tyrants stout VVhich doe my life assaile
no constant yea nor nay VVould fame intreate some longer time and scope But that he findes impatience in delay VVhile to himselfe he faies shall I obey Confesse my fault wherein I haue offended And pardon craue that all may be amended No no my heart shall never stoope so low To bow to those that vsde to bend to me I am not sure what favour such will shew Wherefore I wil devise some kinde of tree VVhose braunching bowghes might shrowd adulterie Thus reasons he a bird of Balams brood That will not be reclaim'd to any good At last the gapes for breath yet doubtes to speake Because his partners doubtes he doth not know Yet through his teeth this tragique tale doth breake VVhile foaming furie makes him puffe and blow Saith he in Ioachims orchard there doth grow A Masticke tree whose braunches clowd the sonne In whose darke shade the brothels act was done VVhen Daniell heard this vncomposed speach False are quoth he the wordes thou dost report Thy lying lippes thee partiall doe appeach Gods minde to me reavealed doth exhort Thy sinfull bodie from thy soule to sort As one deserving endlesse death to die That darst gainst God and conscience sweare a lie VVhen this was acted him they lead away And bring his brother foorth in open place In whose fell heart fowle cabbin envie lay Her wilde and staring looke sate in his face A wrinkled brovv a pale and megre grace Did murther mischiefe mallice fierce resemble While coÌ„science cold doth cause him quake treÌ„ble To whom younge Daniell saith in zealous mood O seed of cursed Cham ympe of dispight In vaine thy vaunt doth boast of Iuda blood VVhen as thou art lin life a Cananite True nobles should in noble actes delight But thou bewitch'd vvith beautie weart beguiled When thy misleading lust thine heart defiled Thus haue you past your passed liues ill-spent Since first your wanton heartes did traine you in To draw the dames of Israell to your bent Whom you with feare did force and flattry win To ioine with you in acting secreat sinne But this chast Iewish heere of Iuda race Resisted hath your follie to your face Now sith thy tongue hath testifide an act VVhich fame did not reporte but eie did vewe And thou death worthie deemed hast the fact Dissemble not be still a witnesse true Tell vs what tree and in what place it grew VVhose shamlesse shad did shrowd this shamfull sin Pause ere thou speake yet speake and soone begin Hee gravield now in greife and grim dispaire Like bowged barge that sinkes in swallowing sandes Gapes ere he speakes as if he wanted ayre VVhich oft with cloased lippes he countermaundes At length saith he in Ioachims orchard standes Neere fowntain faire a greene thâ—ck braunching Holly Vnder whose shad these wicked wrought their folly Quoth Daniell then your tongues haue you betrayd Your forged he shall light vppon your pates Your wicked heartes your wordes haue heere bewrayd The sword of Iustice that iniustice hates Is readie heere to slay you sinfull mates Provide therefore a treble death to die Of bodie soule and lasting infamie For as you boath haue caussesse sought to spill The guiltlesse blood of this chast Isralite By witnesse false therfore doth Moses will Your blood be shed and we will doe you right Sith that your tongues death-worthy you indite You shall be led where shee should leese her breath And there with stones your selues be done to death Which doome did much delight the standers by VVith greate applause the people do reioyce They clap their handes and fling their cappes on hie The roofe reflectes the Eccho of their voyce VVhile thankfull heartes their eies to heav'n vphoice And tongues pronownce Our God be praysed ever VVhich helpeth his and doth for sake them never These iudges thus disgraded from their states The multitude with readinesse doth ronne To doe that doome on these condemned mates They to acquitted Susan would haue donne VVhile zeale would act what wrong had ill beegonne Thus carelesse commons right or wrong support When they are swayd as sovereignes do exhort For as in man when vapoures vex the braines The giddie head doth feele a whirling fit So fickle heads to feed superiours vaines When as affection holdes the seate of wit Sway to and fro as ruling vapours flit If they say yea an yea doth answere stand If they say no a no is prest at hand And yet sometimes though sotted with content That everie act doth seeme to breed their case Some whiles when wayward vapors gets a vent A toy the least occasion doth displease VVhile thoughtes do eb and flow like surginge sear For who so deales with multitudes he findes In manie heades a multitude of mindes While heartes do harbour heapes of homely toyes And heades ar fraught with Chaos of conceiptes There coms continuall trade of chaunging â—oyes Which barter novelties for elder feates As chaunging time doth offer choice of cheates So those which yesterday wrought wrong with might Are busied now in acting of the right For now with hast they hal them from the barre Whome late before they heaved to the bentch No treatie could a day their death deferre While teeres the peoples furie could not quentch Which drue them forth vnto the fatall trentch And piniond bownd them to the stubborne stake Where they their wel-deserved death should take Who living now forlorne past liffes repaire Haue not the heart Gods mercie to intreate But rather seeke with Saul in deepe dispaire VVith bluddie murthring handes life to defeate VVhile gainst the stake their handes they bawle and beat And mind in vaine their dreame their fall their hight VVho wanted grace to take Gods warning â—ight The pitying people pray God turne their hartes But when they see repentance place had none To yeeld those reprobates their due desertes The happiest man doth hurle the heviest stone To make them giue the last life-yeelding grone VVhich done they part and leave the ded their roome And lawd the lord and Danâ—l for his doome VVhome God had made selected instrument To overthrow these wicked and vniust And saue the blood of this chast innocent That with stoute Constancie resisted lust And did not in distresse de frawd her trust But saw her teeres and heard her plainting voyce VVhich made the hearts of thowsandes to reioyce Amongst the rest whose heartes sweet comfort cheeres Heâ—chia happie man and his compeere which erst did weepe for woe shed ioyfull teeres VVhen Ioachims ioy had past this plunging feere And kinsfolkes clowded eâ—e shone bright and cleere All with sweete noates consent in Susaâ—s name Praise God that had preserv'd her from defame But cheifly shee like larke on mounting winges VVhile inward zeale breakes out in open sight Tryumphing in her tunes most sweetely singes The prayse of God his mercie and his might That did relive her wretch and wronged wight And iustly iudge her foes the death to die That would enâ—ombe her fame in infamie
Yea while her silent heart doth thankes record Her restlesse notes do reach beyond the skie VVhose endlesse ioy was in her gratious Lord. To him in hymnes and tuned psalmodie VVhich did transmute her mones to melodie shee giues the glorie of her victories As David when he foyld his enemies The mighty Lord saith shee Is my defence and might My king my guide my God My champion for to fight The combate of my truth and conscience triall He is my Anchor-hold My refuge rest and port My horne of saving health and eke my strongest fort Gainst whose coÌ„mand there standeth no denial VVhen over-flowing floodes Of raging fierce despight And great commaund of Lordes And men of power and might With dreadful threats of death did make me quiver I did implore his aide In deepenesse of distresse VVho heard my â—ust complaint And wrought my due redresse He sent me aide and did my soule deliver On him therefore I will In danger crie and call VVho can both heere and helpe He heeres and helpeth all He none but he is worthie to be praised Deathes swallowing sorrowes hem'd Me round on ev'rie side VVith renting paines of hel In danger to haue dide But he my life from ravening graâ—e hath raised He from my strongest foes Hath set me captiue free Because he had a loue And favour vnto me WhoÌ„ cunningly they sought to haue prevented But while he held me vp I could not swaie nor swarue They sought in vaine to spill The thing he did preserue And so to late their labour lost repented By him I made escape From handes of Tyrantes stout His power did put them downe And helpe his hand-maide out That power also will strongly keep them vnder He trampleth with his feete Bold traitours that rebell He makes their hurtfull tongues Their owne destruction tell Thus for his saintes he acteth workes of wonder VVhose workes are all divine VVhose mercies manifold His waies past finding out his word as finest gold His iudgement iust his providence vnspotted O let thine arme O Lord My feeble hand susteine O let thy holy sp'rite VVithin my heart remaine O let thy loue be still to me allotted I looke with wakefull eles Vnto thine holy lawes Thy statutes are my staffe And stay in ev'ry cause To doe thy will my will I finde affected That which I see is ill And hatefull in thy sight That doe I seeke to shun And flie with maine and might Least that my soule by sin should be infected Thou art a living God O blest be thou my king VVhich hast thy servant freed From tempting Sathans sting And reard my fame on high by wicked wroÌ„ged And hast confounded them That sought my greatest ill By working of my heart Vnto a wicked will To act such lewd designes as lust had longed They fought to end my life And gaue me doome to die Because my holy faith I would not falsifie Pretending right they worke what wrong them listed They vsed power to put Integritie to shame And ment an innocent To burie in defame Hadst thou not Lord their iudgement false resisted Thus hast thou bin my God Most mercifull to me Not wonne by my desert But of thy mercie free My workes I know deserue to be reiected But thy kinde promise made To helpe the godlie heartes Doth binde thee more then all Our deedes or good desertes To keepe protect and saue thy saintes elected Therefore I will sowne foorth Thy praise to ev'rie eare And shew thine endlesse power To nations farre and neere To Sathans and his kingdomes great confusion I haue bin am and will Remaine thine handmaide still Mine heart my thoughtes mine eies Shall waite vpon thy will This is my vow and setled resolution Thus did shee spend her following time of life In heavens contemplation and delight And lived long a ioious happie wife Of passing cariage and a worthie wight A foe to frawd and fastest friend to right VVho living in the world no worldling was But prest to bring a world of good to passe And as a bird escaped from the ginne Thinkes ev'ry bended twigge to be a trappe So shee that dangerously had snared bin VVith true remembrance of her former hap Surveâ—es her steppes to shunne each afterclap And feares to giue a fawning eie good grace In old or young in noble or in base At length when age had plotted lifes decay And sicknesse wrought in weakenesse more and more And that shee thought death had no long delay Shee cald her children taught in godlie lore And did bestow these precepts kept in store VVho come in place with dutious loving hearts Shee thus to them her carefull minde impartes Deare children cease with sad lamenting griefe And malancholicke moanes to waile my state Your sobbing hearts doe yeeld me no reliefe But vexing torments in my heart innate Leaue then for plaintes and teares are not in date No no if they could life in body hold VVeaye would weepe we would buy teares for gold But vaine it is to kicke against a pricke And sinne to take Gods scourge impatiently My debt to death to pay I must not sticke For why you know that all are borne to die Then must I yeeld for ther's no remedie And pay my due that I to nature owe For time requires and God will haue it so The strongest Lyon stoopes to conqu'ring death The aged oake at length doth change his hue In time the long liv'd Phoenix leeseth breath Thrice aged Enoch yeeldes to natures due Sith then tis so and what I saie is true And time doth trie that all things must decaie Then sure I know I haue not long to staie Therefore marke well the counsaile that I giue Revolue it in your mindes my children deere For it shall most prevaile if that you liue VVhen friends and worldly goods you haue not heere First worship God and to his lawes giue eare Set him your load-starre and your lampe of light His lawes the line to lead your liues aright Vse diligence in doing of your dueties To those superiours rulers over you Doe good to all bend thereto all your studies Sing not the Syrens song that proues vntrue Though trothlesse Absalon be faire in view VVith Ionathan doe faithfull still remaine Shun Ismaels bloudie teares and subtill braine Plaie not the cowards in your countries good Spend in her canse your deerest breath and wealth And though prosperitie hath you withstood And frowning world denies gal-sugred pelfe Be not dismaide esteeme your heav'nlie health For that shall yeeld you comfort in distresse VVhen world and friends haue left you comfortlesse Flie still aspiring mindes yet seeke renowne VVin it by vertue and by manly might Franke not rebellious flesh but keepe it downe Like not those painted dames that doe delight Lyllies are fowle in smell though faire in sight And though they tice with baites with teeres with moanes Yet minde that painted tombes haue rotten bones My sonnes if you must liue in wedlocke bandes Loue for vertue
and like the modest chast Set neither fading beauty goods nor landes Before that hue that in the heart is plast Be never prodigall your goods to wast Learne with the busie ant the way to liue Spare not to much but doe by sparing thriue If you vvith childrens store be blest of God His richest giftes account that pretie crew Enstruct and bring them vp to feare the rod VVith those precepts your parents taught to you Though all things want let them not want this due For sure my sonnes it is not saide for naught Better vnborne then borne to liue vntaught Esteeme the wavering world as it is VVhere swiftest time brings all things to decay Esteeme your selues heere voide of ioâ—es and blisse And thinke each morrow is your ending day Desire of God on earth not long to stay VVhere nought but sin griefe doth reigne be bold And nought is got but sinne in waxing old The little babe once comming to the birth Is borne as bare and naked as my naile The puling wretch his wofull state on earth VVith tongue and teeres new born doth weep and waile To see his soule shut vp in sinful gaile And swadled lims fast fettred round aboute Like captiue wreth that no way findeÌ„th out His childish actions all vnperfect are To sit to eate to speake to stand to goe The childe is taught and nursed vp with care And pampred eke with paine and wakefull woe He proues the pikes of manie a pangue also VVith furious foes he hath continuall warre His flesh this world and raging fiend they are His life is like the raging seas recoile His choysest things are in event but vaine His wealth is want his rest is restlesse toile His health mishap and all his pleasures paine His chiefe companions linked in one chaine Are hopelesse hope deepe danger care and feare VVhile dying life doth dailie dread the beare He often times beset with deepe distresse Doth call for death before his dying daie And dead man like by sleeping in excesse Doth spend the halfe of precious time away The rest mispent in idlenesse or play Or spent to serve our owne occasions so As least we care whear God haue part or noe Thus man is made the pray and spoyle of time A tipe of mis'rie and mishap God woat A sinke of sinfull-sin an heap of crime A ship that still on billowing waues doth flote When age comes on then all his sences doat He waxeth deafe his eies with dazing dimme His teeth currupt he hath no liuely limme Can such a dying man be sayd to liue What kind of life what living call you this No life but death a shade that life doth giue For perfect life by death obtained is Whie then do mortall worldlinges go amisse Whie love they life whie do they death detest Which sets them free from ill and bringeth rest Hence learne poore heartes your life vncerteine is Still heaps of harmes are hovering on your head Keepe these my wordes and feare to do amisse More would I say but life is partly fled Whome death with seely tryumph doth downe tred Fare well sweete ioyes somtimes my heartes delight The grownd my corpes to God I yeeld my spirite Epilogus Thus heere you see how God preserveth his And those that do them iniurize confowndeth Hence may you learne what t'is to live amisse What falles to him that with prowd sin abowndeth That hee which stedfast hope in Gods helpe growndeth Gainst him not hell nor hel houndes shall preveile For God will help when help of man doth faile FINIS Faultes escaped In foll 4. Page 1. make content malecontent 5. 1. surely surly 15 1. maiden birth mâ—ideâ— earth 15 2. maried wise maried wife 18 1. mu murne 23 1. faice faire 23 2. thus this 30 2. that those thus c. 37 1. repeate repleate 40 2. this these 42 2. smallow sâ—â—llow 46 1 â—heethey