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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A19667	Pleasure and payne, heauen and hell: Remembre these foure, and all shall be well. Compyled by Roberte Crowley, Anno domini, MDLI.	Crowley, Robert, 1518?-1588.	1551 (1551)	STC 6090; ESTC S111003	10,279	62

the members make heauye there In you nought but flesh doeth appere For if my spirite in you had ben Me in myne you must nedis haue sene ¶ The pore the pore and indigent Came vnto you ofte tymes ye knowe And you sawe them wepe and lament Yet would ye not on them bestowe The leaste frute that to you dyd growe No no you were redy to take That other gaue them for my sake Your hertis were hardee then the flynt In them no pitie Ezech. 33. coulde be founde Your greedye gutte coulde neuer stynt Tyll all the good and fruitfull grounde Were hedged in whythin your nownde You wycked sorte howe vsed ye The londis and goodis ye had of me ☞ You made your boaste all was your owne To spare or spende at your owne wyll And when any pore men were knowne Mat. xxi ▪ That were so bolde to calle it yll My landis and goodis in waste to spyll You shet them vp in prisone strong Tormentynge them euer emonge False libertynes you dyd them call Because they tolde you your duitie You sayde the loselles woulde haue all That you had goten paynfully And kept longe tyme moste carefully But ye belye them I know well And slaunder this my true Gospell ☞ Emonge all myne there is not one That would haue ought more then his owne As I shall tell you playne anone For to me all Luke xvi theyr hertis be knowne They reaped nought that you had sowne But wylled you to let them haue That I gaue you mankynde to saue Not one so blynde emonge you all But he knoweth I made all of nought Appoyntynge all thyngis Psal viii naturall To serue mankynde whome I haue wrought Lyke to my selfe Gensis i. in loueyng thought Wyllynge that eche should at his nede Haue breade and Broth. harbour and wede ❧ But syth it was expedient That emonge all there should be some Alwaye sycke sore and impotent I indued you wyth such wysedome As dyd honest stuardis become Cammittyng whole Mat. 24. into your hande The riches boeth of sea and lande ☞ My purpose was that you should haue Alwaye all nedefull thynges in store To succour such as nedis must craue Of you thyngis nedefull euermore I made you rych to fede the pore But you lyke seruauntis prodigall Haue in excesse Mat. 24 consumed all ☞ But when I found you negligent In fedynge of my family Then my prophetes to you I sent Commaundyng that you should yerely Malc iii Brynge all your tythes diligently Into my barne that there myght be Meate in myne house for pouertie But you gaue to theyr wordis no hede You helde all faste and woulde nought brynge Into my barne the pore to fede But spent all at your owne lykynge Gene. 32. In wantones and banketynge And in rayment past your degree As men that had no mynde of me ¶ Yea some of you were not content To holde fast that ye should haue brought Into my barne there to be spent But gredyly Iohn x ye begde and bought That my true seruantis as they ought Dyd at my true prophetis byddynge Into my barne faythfully brynge ¶ And when you had once goten in Into my folde emonge my shepe Then you thought it to be no synne Styll in your kennells forto slepe Settyng such ones my flocke to kepe As were more lyke Iohn x. to eate the lambe Then to defende his feble dame Ezech. 34. ☞ Ye robde ye spoylde ye bought ye solde My flocke and me in euery place Ye made my bloude vylar then golde And yet ye thought it no trepasse O wycked sorte voyde of all grace Auoyde from me downe into hell Wyth lucifer there shall ye dwell Ye had the tythes of mens encrease That shoulde haue fedde Ezech. 34. my flocke and me But you made your selfes well at ease And toke no thought for pouertie It dyd not greue you forto se My flocke and me suffer greate nede For lacke of meate harbour and wede ¶ No Hell can be a worthy payne For your offence it is so greate For you haue robbed me and slayne My flocke for lacke of nedefull meate The woule the lambe the malt and wheate You dyd by force cary awaye And no man durst once saye you naye ¶ Howe can you loke to haue mercie At myne hande whome ye would not feede Wyth that was myne euen of dutie To succoure me and myne at nede Syth you myght in the scripture rede That suche men shall no mercie haue Iacob ii As kepe theyr owne when nede doethe craue Vnto the Hungry Esai viii parte thy breade And when thou shalt the naked se Put clothes on him this myght you reade In my Prophetis that Preached me And in Iohns Pistle these wordis be Howe can that man haue Charitie That beynge riche sheweth no pitie Also Prou. xxi the man that stoppeth his eare At the crye of such as be pore Shall crye and no man shall him heare Nor at his nede shewe him succoure Ryght so Prou. xxii he that doeth endeuoure To be made rych by oppressynge Shall leaue him selfe at the last no thynge For he shall geue the ryche alwaye More then he can scrape frome the pore So that in tyme he shall decaye And haue no nedefull thynge in store This might you reade and ten tymes more In the bible that holy boke If you had had Math. x. tyme forto loke But such scriptures you coulde not broke As bade you geue ought to the pore You wyshed then out of the boke But you were suer to haue in store Plentie of scripturs euermore To proue that you myght aye be bolde Wyth your owne to do what you woulde You thought you myght your goodis employ To priuate gayne in euery thynge You thought it no faute to anoye Such men as were Mat. vii nygh you dwellynge Were it by purchaise or byldynge Neither to get into your hande Your neyghbours house his goodis and lande All was your owne that you myght bye Or for a long tyme take by lease And then woulde you take rent yerely Much more then was the tenantis ease Luke iii. It was no faute your rentis to rease From twentie markis to fourtie powndis Were it in tenementis or growndis What though the pore dyd lye and dye For lacke of of Harboure in that place Where you had goten wyckedly By lease or else by playne purchase All houseynge that shoulde in that case Haue ben a slafegard and defence Agaynst the stormy violence Yea what if the pore famyshed For lacke of fode vpon that grownde The rentes whereof Math. x. you haue reysed Or hedged it wythin your mownde There myght therwyth no faute be founde No though ye bought vp all the grayne To sell it at your pryce agayne You thought that I woulde not requyre the bloude of all suche at your hande But be you sure