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A10244	The praise and dispraise of women very fruitfull to the well disposed minde, and delectable to the readers therof. And a fruitfull shorte dialogue vppon the sentence, know before thou knitte. C. Pyrrye.	Pyrrye, C.	1569 (1569)	STC 20523; ESTC S110560	15,885	66

The praise and Dispraise of Women very fruitfull to the well disposed minde and delectable to the readers therof And a fruitfull shorte Dialogue vppon the sentence know before thou knitte C. Pyrrye ¶ Imprinted at London in Fleetstreete by William How AD CANDIDVM LICTORIM VItuper at laudatque genus breuis iste libellus Foemineum legito commoda multa feras Perlege non etenim cuiqueuam res lecta nocebit Perlege fortassis lecta iuuare queat Lecta iuuare queat fi corde animo reuoluas Si mea dicta tenes lecta iuuare queat Lecta iuuare queat si laudabilia tent●● Virtutesque sequi lecta iuuare queat Lecta iuuare queat si quae mala crimina sentis Euitare cupis lecta iuuare queat Lecta iuuare queat mala si peccata malorum Te faciunt cautum lecta iuuare queat Lecta iuuare queat videas si exempla bouarum Visaqueue facta petis lecta iuuare queat Quis nisi mentis inops videat quin gramina terre Et flores apibus reddere fructus humi Quis nisi continua sit stoliditate repletus Omne quin exemplum scit forè fructiferum Perlegere ergo velim quia scripta sequentia prosunt Delectantqueue animum non sine fruge bonum VALE To the Reader AFter I had finished though simplie and rudelye this little Treatise of the praise disprayse of Women I thought it good gentle Reader to declare and explane in some short preface two principall causes whiche moued me therunto The one was to the intent that all those which at any time shall feele themselues entangled with prompte and tedie enclinacion to vice euill and with great slacknes in furderinge that is good and vertuous may by diligent perusing hereof learne to a voyde and eschew suche greate crimes and greuous offences as they shall see conteyned and written in theyr disprayse seke diligentlie to embrace and earnestlie to followe those good condicions and laudable vertues whiche they shall playnlie perceaue to be at large specified and abundantly set foorth in theyr commendacions The other is to the ende that the good examples of good and verteous women if no other thing wil moue them to doe that they ought may incite and encorage them to do that is good verteous and bring them to suche confirmitie of honeste life that they may be had in good reputacion before men and founde acceptable before God And the euill examples of the wicked maye teache them to despise and vtterly forsake those things that are naught and vicious lest by to much enclining to sinne and vice they be counted as caste awayes before the worlde and in time to come fall into vtter destruction for if the preceptes of the good will not prouoke styre them to Godlines spedy reformacion of life in hope of like rewarde that they haue or if the testimonies of the wicked will not withdrawe or terrifye them from doing enill for feare of like punishment surely what then may doe it I know not These two consideratiōs gentle reader did moue me at this time to write the I haue writen desiring thee to take it in good part such as it is and to esteme my good will meaning herein not regarding the rude handeling of the matter fith I did it in hope to profit many but surely to hurte none And wher as I haue made the prayse of women to sounde in suche sorte throughlie that I mought seeme vehementlie to gainsay my selfe for speakinge so much in theyr dispraise I did it being moued therto for diuers good considerations which I minde not to recite but leaue it vnspoken of willing thee herein to vse thine owne iudgement Here beginneth the Disprayse of VVomen MY penne prolong no longer time cut of this longe delaye And now beginne to writ in time of that that I shall say Take thou some paine a litle space ne be thou ought ashamde When thou ofttimes in secret place with great despite art blamde Of this thou maist assure thée none will thy truth dissame Saue onely those that pricked be and giltie of the same Spare not to speake spare not to write spare not in wordes to tell Spare thou no time for to endite an ougely Monster fell This Monster is the woman kinde whose ougelye shape and port I meane to paint writ thou my minde not forcing her report This woman kinde I know right well is comelie to the eye Of perfect shape she beares the bell I can it not denie But in her fained couert brest stronge poison she doth hide And in her harte as in a cheft a deadly stinge doth bide Which geues an helples hurtfull wounde as hath ben brought to passe Much like the snake that vnder grounde doth lie and lurke in grasse She doth annoy by sodden sight vnlesse thou can beware And kepes the still in wofull plight once caught within her snare Her poison is so swete and pure and of suche strength and force That who so doth that same deuoure is brought vnto his corse Take hede therfore seke to discerne b● this that foloweth plaine With earnest minde see thou do learne this monster to refraine For why she is most proude seruile cruell without measure Reason and lawe she doth exile to haue her wicked pleasure She doth all thinges without forsight all godly end despise In all extremes she doth delight suche is her wonted guise Temperate doinges she forceth not from vertuous men retyre Her loue to thee is feruent hote her hate is deadly Ire When flouth her slouggish limes do shake she lieth as a stone Or when a toye her head doth take she hasteth to be gone When myrth and ioye is gone and past graue visage comes in place And makes her like a winters blast with frowarde frouning face When she by myrth doth seeke pleasure all sadnes set a part Her iocond ioye doth wante measure nought then may gréeue her harte Then wanton willes talke doth growe and laughing with excesse Both from her fained harte do flowe Both are without redresse Now bolde she is now doth she feare now séemes she mad now wise Now she doth laugh with pleasaunt there now teares fal from her eyes Now she will haue it thus to be chaunce what may chaunce therebyt Now from her selfe doth dissagre beginninge to reply It shall not be as I had thought no no it is not fit An other waye yet haue I sought such is her wandering wit Vnconstancie in her doth raigne she wauerith full of chaunge Oft blabbing talkatiue and vaine double tounged which semeth straunge Desiring honor full of threttes disdainfull wishing bloud Still chatchyng what an other gettes couetous nothing good Complaining oft a lyar enuious quicke to beleeue a tale Vnpacient often tedious oft dronken with good ale Oft times she vseth Magickes arte with baudry her selfe defile She hath a supersticious hart she is waywarde rash and vile Disceytfull vsing wicked wayes fine mouthed

eke she tempereth her fingar and her toe It is her common wonted vse with naked brest to walke Which thinge in faith is dangerous for in fewe wordes to talke It meaneth nought at all but this marke well what I rehearse That where her poison planted is with greater stroke may perce I am compelled now perforce to draw vnto some ende For if I speake til I be whorce or if my penne I spende Vnto the stalke to write my minde which busly could deuise To speake more of this hatefull kinde yet would it not suffice Such is her craft and her deceite such be her wicked wayes Which she doth kepe till death by sleight doe ende her hurtfull dayes What thing in earth is found more rare then is a cole blacke swan Whom auncient writers doe compare vnto a good Woman Eke Salomon saith thus to thee whose wordes be wise and sounde A good godlie Women saith he is scarsly to be founde Take hede and loke before thou clime lest sodenly thou slippe Take hede I say whiles thou hast time lest thou doe fele the whippe Take hede beware be not to rashe lest thou perhaps repent When thou doost fele the scorge and lashe to late thou maist lament Like as the litle foolish flye his pastime seketh out When he the candell doth espye and fleing rounde about At length the seely wretche doth close him selfe in fyre flame And so his wretched life doth lose in seking of his game Euen so if thou wilt not beware but willinglie be entrapt Within the Womans wilie snare wherin when thou art wrapt Thou maist not well escape againe no way is left to saue Till thou be brought to deadlie paine to thine vntimely graue Let this that I haue said suffice and print it in thy brest So shalt thou be reputed wise so shalt thou liue at rest So shalt thou not at all repent such well bestowed time So shalt thou ioy when some lament by voyding sinne and crime So shalt thou liue in happie mirth and happlye ende thy life So shalt thou happly boast the byrth which is exempte from strife So shalte thou this life once past in ioy and blisse remaine So shalt thou haue for thy repast all pleasure voyde of paine ¶ Here endeth the dispraise of Women Here beginneth the prayse of VVomen C. Pyrrye I Chaunced once to come in place where I a booke did finde Which booke did spitefullie disgrace the gentle woman kinde Then thus vnto my selfe I thought good Lord what man was he That with such painfull studie sought disprayse of femenie How coulde he teache his penne to write how coulde his hart deuise Such foolish fansies to endite that all men may despise How could his sclaūderous hurteful tonge the harmeles so difame How coulde he with a tedious songe the seely women blame I thinke he was not of mans seede that this did take in hand Against poore wretches to proceede who could not him withstand Thus musinge did I syt long time at last my pen I toke And so beganne to writ in rime against that shamles booke Oh wilfull witles man quoth I thy pen whie doost thou frame To write thy minde so spitefullie not forcing thy good name But in despite of them dost speake to whom thou art most bounde And in most slaunderous talke dost breake their goodnes to confounde Their labour and their earnest suite to thee is spent in vayne For why the reape at all no fruyte but scorne and proud disdaine Such is thy thankelesse hatefull minde such is thy cruell harte Wherin thou shewest thy self vnkinde in plaing suche a part I know no good nor iust cause why thou shouldest them so dispraise Whose life I thinke assuredlie is innocent alwayes Perhaps thou doost against them prate because they be to weake To ioyne with thee in wordes of hate and so their anger wreake Perhaps thy foolish fansie sought some vayne and worldlie prayse And so did make somthinge of nought which soundeth to disprayse Perhaps some one did the displease in earnest game or iest And thou thy furie to appease dost rayle at all the rest The selfe same thinge or som such like doth moue thy stonie harte This deadly enuious stroke to strike all iust cause set apart I thinke thou doost not call to minde in sicknes or in health How we are holpe by woman kinde whose care is for our wealth First as thou knowst she takes great paine by trauelinge in bed And greuous groninges doth sustaine before she see our head As long as we poore infantes are and nought our selfes can geue So long the woman takes the care our bodies to releue When we would eate she makes the pape she geues vs quiet rest She dandleth vs vpon her lappe we sucke mylke from her brest When we do naught but crie and weepe then will she sing and play Or els will lay vs downe to slepe our cryenge so to stay When we can neyther go nor stand by reason of our youth The louinge Woman takes in hande to helpe vs this is truth Now when we come to further age and can both speake and go The womans paine doth not asswage she then hath care and wo. In seekinge how she may prouide to kepe vs still in health And caring how she may vs guide to liue in honest wealth When greuous sicknes doth vs take she then with busye paine Some boyled brath for vs doth make our bodies to sustaine All kinde of phisicke she doth vse that may be for our case No painfull paine doth she refuse our sorow to appease She wakes the longe and wearie night She toyleth in the day Our safetie is her chiefe delight She is our onely stay For in all places where I go menne geue the onely charge Vnto their wifes the truth is so because their wittes be large Eche thing to vewe and ouerlooke as neede may her constraine The baker bruer and the cooke no toyle doth she refraine She ordereth all man not a whit as right and reason will Because she is of quicker wit her busines to fullfill It can not be that we could misse this gentle Woman kinde Whose presence is our onely blisse and cause of quiet minde Whose harmles helping hand we néede in euerie thing we doe And she is redie by her deede to put her helpe therto Her counsell is both good and founde in matters of great weight And doubtfull thinges she will confounde by skilfull wisdomes sleight The wordes proceding from her brest are wise and full of skill All that she doth is for the best she brydleth witles will Disdainfull pride she doth abbate her malice doth asswage She beareth not in minde long hate she loueth not to rage All ill deuise she doth confounde all rancor doth expell Of quiet life she sekes the grounde and long therein to dwell Vaine triflinge talke she doth refraine fewe wordes is her desire From quicke beliefe she doth abstaine and flee from wreckful Ire She doth