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A20214 A Short answere to the boke called Beware the cat 1570 (1570) STC 664.5; ESTC S2990 1,156 1

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¶ A short Answere to the boke called Beware the Cat To the ientil reder harti salutacions Desiring thee to knoe Baldewins straunge faschions And if in aunsering I appere sum what quick Thinke it not with out cause his taunts be rive thick Where as ther is a boke called beware the cat The veri truith is so that Stremer made not that Nor no suche false fabels fell ever from his pen Nor from his hart or mouth as knoe mani honest men But wil ye gladli knoe who made that boke in dede One Wylliam Baldewine God graunt him wel to spede God graunt him mani new yeres prosperite and helth As he hath in this thing farderd the Comon welth With large lesure browne studi he musing all alone Devised by what meanes he might win the whetstone Every thing almost in that boke is as tru As that at Midsomer in London it doth snu Every thing almost in that boke is as tru As that his nose to my dock is ioyned fast with glu Put vp your pipes Baldewine if you can make no better Many talk more wittili that knoe not one letter Put on your cap Baldewine kepe your brayn pan warme Least ye go to Bedlem if suche toyes in you swarme Rede this litel short Rime Baldewinken til more cum And with Stremers excrements be bold to noint your gum In stede of Diaglum in stede of Coloquintida In stede of ru barbarum or casia fistula If the maker hereof had bin at more lesure Ye had had from his hande a more precious tresure But in the meane season content your selfe with this For your Bagagical boke a warme a. r. s. you may kys O r els a payre of stockes if officers do wel You hurt a harmeles man which no such tales did tel As ye were disposed loude lyes on him to make Which many witti things writes for his countreys sake Alas I wolde to God your boke were halfe so good I wysh you no more harme nor to your swete hart bloud The pith of this paper if any man in it loke Is to deni utterli that Stremer made that boke The boke of ten leaves was printed every worde Er Stremer saw any pece to wipe a way a t. o. r. d. Tergendis natibus som thought his boke was good Or to cari spiceti to cherische a sick mans bloud Therfore ientyl reder beware what credence thou ghive The truth here conteyned thou mayst boldly belive Baldwins toyes do belong to thee or any other As well as they do touche Stremer his pore brother And now Iuge good hirers whether he be a good man Of whom I write these things as truli as I can If that be not a grete faute so to hurt a mans name Without sufficient cause what crime shuld a man blame Omnia si perdas famam servare memento Qua semel amissa postea nullus eris If thou lese all sayth he yet reserve honest fame If that be ones clene gon go home and suck thy dame I am loth for to rayle as Baldwin hath begun For so betwine vs both a fayre threde shuld be spun This miche I haue writen that the truith shuld be knowen And that the falsite shuld quite be ouerthro wen. Finis