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A12301
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Merie tales newly imprinted [and] made by Master Skelton Poet Laureat
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Skelton, John, 1460?-1529, attributed name.
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STC 22618; ESTC S111029
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other feate and that shall bee thys Thou shalte steale maister Person out of hys bed at midnight that he shall not know where he is â—e come The Miller made great mone and lamented saying I can not tel in the world howe I shall doo for I am neuer able to dooe this feate well â–ª sayde Skelton thou shalt dooe it or els thou shalt fynde no fauour at my hands â–ª and therfore go thy way The Miller beyng sorye deuysed wiâ—h hiÌ„selfe which way he might bryng this thing to passe And .ii. or .iii. nyghtes after gathered a number of Snaâ—â—es greed with the Sereen of the Churche to haue the key of the Churche dore and went into the Churche betwene the houres of a .xi. and .xii. in the night tooke the snayles And lyghâ—â—d a sorte of little waxe candles â–ª set vppon euerie sâ—aylâ— one the Snayles chepte about the Churche wyth the â—â—â—e candels vpon their bâ—ches and then he went into the 〈◊〉 put a Cope vppon hys 〈◊〉 stoode very solemnely at the hye Aâ—ter with a booke in hys hand and after warde called the 〈◊〉 that the Preest â—â—â—nge in the Churche yard might heare hym â–ª the priest hearyng the bell toke starte oute of his slâ—pe and looked out of hys windowe and sawe suche a lyght in the Church â–ª was very muche amased and thought surely that the Churche had ben on fire and wente for to see what wonder it shoulde bâ— â–ª And when he came there he founde the Church dore open and went vp into the quier and see the miâ—ler standing in hys vestementes and a booke in hys hand praying deuoutly all the lightes in the Church thought surely with hym selfe it was some Angell come downe from heauen or some other great miracle blessed hym selfe and sayde In the name of the father the sonne and the holy ghoste What arte thou that standest here in thys hollye place O sayde the Myller I am saynt Peter whych kepte the Keyes of heauen gate and thou knowest that none can enter into heauen excepte I let hym in and I am sent oute from heauen for thee For mee quoth the Preest Good saynt Peter worship maye thou be I am glad to heare that newes Because thou hast done good deedes layd the myller and serued God â–ª â—ee hath sent for thee afore domes day come that thou shalt not knowe the troubles of y e worlde O â–ª blessed be God sayde the Preest I am very well contented for to goe yet if it woulde please God to let me go home and distrybute such things as I haue to the poore I woulde bee verye glad No sayde the Miller if thou dooest delite more in thy goodes then in the Ioyes of heaueÌ„ thou art not for God therefore preyare thy selfe and goe into this bagge which I haue brought for thee The miller hauyng a great quarter sacke the poore Priest wente into it thynkyng verylye hee had gon to heauen yet was very sory to parte from hys goodes Asked saynt Peter how long it wold be ere he came there the miller sayd he should be there quickly and in he got the Priest and tied vp the sackâ— and put out the lightes layed euery thynge in their place and tooke the preest on his backe locked the church dores to go and when he came to go ouer the church stile the Preest was verye heauye and the Miller â—asâ—e hym ouer the stile that the priest â—â—yed of O good sâ—int Peter sayde the Preeste whyther goe I nowe O sayde the Myller These bee the panges that ye must adyde before yâ—n come to heauen O â—â—eth the Preest I would I were there once Up he got the Priest agayn caried hym tyll hee câ—me to the toppe of an hye hyll a 〈◊〉 from hys house and caste hym downe the hyll that hys head had many shrewde rappes that hys necke was almost bâ—â—st O good saynt Peter said the Priest where am I nowe you are almost nowe at heauen caried hym with much a doo tyll hee came to hys owne house and then the miller threwe him ouer the thresholde O good saynte Peter sayde the Preeste Where am I nowe thys is the soreâ—â—e pange that euer I vyâ—de O sayd that Myller geue GOD thankes that thou haste had pacience to a bide all thys payne for nowe thou artâ— goyng vppe into heauen and tyed a rope a boute the sacke and drewe hym vppe to the toppe of the Chymnye and there let him hange O good S. Peter tell me nowe where I am sayde the Preest Marye sayd he thou art now in the tope of Iohn Millers chimney A vengeaunce on thee knaue sayde the Preeste hast thou made me beleue al this while that I was goyng vp into heauen Well nowe I am here euer I come downe again â–ª I wil make thee to repeÌ„t it But Iohn Myller was gladd that hee had brought hym there And in the mornyng the Sexten rang all in to seruise when the people were come to Churche the Preest was lackynge the parish asked the sexten wher the Preest was and the sexten sayd I can not tell Then the parrishe sent to master Skelton and tolde howe their Prieste was lacking to saye them seruice Mayster Skelton meruayled at that and bethought hym of the â—rafty dooyng of the Miller sent for Iohn Myller and when the Miller was come Skelton sayd to the miller canst thou tell wher the parish Preest is â–ª The Myller vp and told him all togither how he had doone Maister Skelton considering the matter sayde to the Miller why thou vnreuereÌ„t knaue hast thou hanled the poore Preest on this fashion and putte on the holy ornameÌ„ts vpon a knaues backe thou shalte be hanged it coste me all the good I haue Iohn miller fell vppon his knees and desyred Maister Skelton to pardon hym for I dyd nothynge sayd the miller but that you sayd you woulde forgeue me Nay not so sayd SkeltoÌ„ But if thou canst steale my gelding out of my stable my two meÌ„ watching him I will pardon thee and if they take thee they shall strike of thy heade For Skelton thoughte it better that such a false knaue shoulde lose hys head theÌ„ to liue Then Iohn miller was very sad bethought hiÌ„ how to bring it to passe Then he remembred that ther was a man left hangyng vppon the galowes the day before weÌ„t preuely in the nyght and tooke him downe and cut of his head and put it vpon a pole brake a hole into the stable and put in a candle lighted thrustyng in the head a lytle a lytle The men watching the stable seynge that got them selues neare to the hole thinkinge that it was his head one of them with hys sworde cutte if of Then they for gladnesse presented it vnto theyr master leauynge the stable doore open then Iohn Miller went in and stole away the geâ—ding Master Skelton lookyng vppon the head sawe it was the theues head that was left hangyng vpoÌ„ the galawes â–ª sayd alas now ofte hath this false knaue deceiued vs Go quickly to the stable agayne for I thinkâ— my geldyng is gone Hys meÌ„ goyng backe agayn fouÌ„d it euen so Then they came agayn shewe your grace Say on thou hore â—ead sayd the Cardynall to SkeltoÌ„ I pray your grace to let me lye doune and wallow for I can kneele no longer ¶ Howe the vinteners wife put water into Skeltons wine tale .xv. SKelton did loue wel a cup of good wyne And on a daye he dyd make merye in a Tauerne in LondoÌ„ and the morow after hee sent to the same place againe for a quart of y e same wine he drunke of before the whiche was clene chaunged brued again SkeltoÌ„ perceiuing this he went to the Tauerne dyd sytte down in a chaire dyd sygh very sore and made great lameÌ„tacion The wife of the house percâ—iuinge this said to master SkeltoÌ„ howe is it with you master SkeltoÌ„ he answered and said I dyd neuer so euill and then hee dyd reache an other greate syghe sayinge I am afraide that I shal neuer be sawed nor cum to heauen why said the wife shuld you dispaire so much in Goddes meâ—cy Nay said he it is past all remedye Then said the wife I dooe praye you breake your mind vnto mee O sayd Skelton I would gladlye shewe you the cause of my deâ—our if that I wist that you would keepe my counsell Sir said shee I haue ben made of councel of greater matters then you can shew me Naye nay said Skelton my matter passeth all other matters for I think I shal sinke to hell for my great offences for I sent thys daye to you for Wyne to says masse with all and wee haue a stronge lawe that euery priest is bounde to put into hys Chalice when hee doth singe or saye masse some wyne and water the which dothe signifye the water bloude that dyd runne oute of Chrystes syde when Longeons the blynde knyght dyd thrust a speare to Christes harte thys daye I dyd put no water into my wyne when that I did put wine into my Chalys Then sayd the Uintiners wife Be mery maister Skelton and keepe my counsell for by my faythe I dyd put into the vessell of wyne that I did seâ—â— you of to day .x. gallandes of water And therfore take no thought master SkeltoÌ„ for I warraunt you Then said Skelton Dame I dooe be shrewe thee for thy laboure for I thought so muche before for throughe such vses brewyng of wyne maye men be deceyued and be hurte by drynkinge of suche euell wyne For all wines must be strong and fayre and well coloured It must haue a redolent sauoure It must be colâ—e and sprinkclynge in the peece or in the glasse ¶ Thus endeth the merie Tales of Maister Skelton very pleasaunt for the recreacion of the minde