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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A11237	Certaine worthye manuscript poems of great antiquitie reserued long in the studie of a Northfolke gentleman. And now first published by I.S. 1 The statly tragedy of Guistard and Sismond. 2 The northren mothers blessing. 3 The way to thrifte	Hall, Joseph, 1574-1656.; Stow, John, 1525?-1605.; Boccaccio, Giovanni, 1313-1375. Decamerone. First tale of the fourth day.	1597 (1597)	STC 21499; ESTC S103713	21,082	80

ragious minde A ship without anckre lacking sterne also In stormy rage of euery furious winde It is a thing vnstable waning to and fro Semblable now am I one of thoo My doubtfull minde is brought in perplexité And cast fro side to side twixt iustice and pité Furst iustice meueth me to do correction Rewarding euery wight to their desert Some loue some payne with great affliction But faderly pity so stirrith my tender hert That it sufferith mee not see nor aduert Your criminall offence but rather doth it excuse So that twixt both I stand a man confuse And forth with anone he fell to weping As a young infant sore scourged and bett In all worldly pleasaunce reioyced he nothing Sorrow and shame so by the hert him fret Seying nothing thus sat he still and muet Doughter he seyd gif ye will axe mercy To pardon your offence forsooth I am redy But when Sismond saw how her loue Guistard In preson was intreted kept in yron strong That fortune to her also was so cruell and hard To publish her councell that secret was so long With gentilles and rurals it was a commen song That euery man within the country round Spake of the vnhappy Guistard and Sismond Wherefore she plunged so far in pit of sorrow deep That I trow ech hart that gentill is tender If I shuld tel her payne wuld also mone wepe Full oft she wrung her fingers long and slender Seying all wordly pleasaunce here I surrendre For sithence my loue Guistard is iudgid for to dy I will doe the same I thinke not to abye Wherefore ô cursed Fortune with thy double chere All thy great malice wholly I defy Setting no thing by thy deynous daungere Thou shall vs not depart for all thine enuy For our loue togeder shall dwell perseuerantly And turnid to her fader with corage and boldnes Seying as in this booke myne Author doth witnes Tancrede she seyd Fader if I shuld ye call Nother will I denie it nor prey you of fauour The furst it will helpe me nothing at all Sith ye haue full knowledge of my Paramour But for the second to axe grace or succour I will not axe no grace for that in no wise Nor of your grace and fauour aske no benefice So that I knowlich plainly all mine entent My loue is set on Guistard hath be many a day And shal be when my spirit and soule is went From the brotle mansion of this bodies clay If nature would me helpe meane to puruey That I mought execute mine affection and will Yet would I after my deth euer loue him still And if ye thinke this Loue so great a cryme Forsooth the cause thereof was your negligence When in youth and corage my lusty prime The brenning fire of loue with so great feruence Persid myne hert And yet your cruell insolence Would not me suffer for all my great payne After myne husbands deth be marryed againe Hadye well learned the doctrine of prudence Ye wold remember your substance materiall I trow it should be imprinted in your aduertence That you bene made of matter freale and carnall Right so am I your doughter by vertue seminall I am nother of stone yron ne brasse But of flesh and blood more brekill than the glasse Altho your head be white snowid for age Your frosty lims eke be vnweldy and cold The hete ny extinct of your lusty corage Right well ought ye forsooth consider behold How hote is youth with brenning pricking manifold Assayling ech man be he neuer so haute With many a fyry dart and hote brenning assaut Aboue all thing ye shuld haue memory Tho ye haue spent most of your lusty season In arms of knighthoode and of cheualrye Yet shuld ye not foryet as seemis by reason Ease rest and dilicates what great incheason They giue to sterre a man to corage hote feruent As well in crooked age as lusty Iuuent All these occasions I had and many moo By which I meuid was so gretly desirous Borne by Natures course of flesh and blood also Of corage lusty young and amorous Fosterid also in pleasaunce and metes delicious And that that stirred most was my cheife motife The experience therof sith I was a wife But all this is ferre fro your remembrance Ye think not your youth which is past goo Ye may well resemble him in your demeanaunce Which fell into the water with others one or two But after he was deliuerid of his care and wo Thought nothing at all where he had bin beforne His fellows he rebukith laughing them to scorne And if ye haply couth rule your passions Nor set nought by their force and violence Yet mought not my frailté geinst such occasions Make no champarty nor no great defence My hert was not so big to make resistence So at last woundid at last with loues firie launce I was subdued as prisoner to Castle of Pleasaunce Nathelesse with deuour I put my diligence All sklaunders and infamie to auoid and eschew And fortune of her fauour gaue vs assistence Our lusty sport oft tymes for to renew We thought her promise had be stedfast true Blandeshing vs euer with countnaunce and chere As tho the sun of pleasaunce shuld shine euer clere But now I see right wel shee ginneth for to change Sith ye of all our counsell haue plainly notice Such is false fortune ay variant and strange But how ye come to knowledge or in what wise My wit is rude and dull I can it not deuise Whether by experience or by information By force prestigious or some superstition And wold God your knowlech were certain true Not meued ne made by false suggestion Ye wold not then your doughter thus pursue Seing that I erre in mine election Taking no sad guiding or direction But let my reuell ren at the hole chaunce I nas not so fool-hardy without deliberance For I set not my loue ne my fatall intent Of sudden hap as a comen velayne But with deliberation and auisement I gaue my loue to Guistard as my Souerayn And truly to no mo this is certayne Wherefore ye be to blame fader yt semith mee To sey my loue was to ych in like free As to the great repreeue also contriued Which alder first ayen me ye obiect Seing of pleasaunce my ship was ariued In a port that was ignoble and despect I mean that Guistard was pore and deiect Hauing no part of noblesse by discent Which maketh my fault greater after iudgment But as in this ye follow the vnstable vulge Clacking and blasting variant as the winde As fame the flying messenger can diuulge Their rude opinions ignorant and blinde Seing it is a prouerbe sufficient and kinde Hee that is not borne to habundance of good But needy for pouert is not of gentle blood Thus by fond reasons daylie talking they erre Not thinking how fortune fro her vnstable center Plongeth downe Estats fro her