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A21161 The paradyse of daynty deuises aptly furnished, with sundry pithie and learned inuentions: deuised and written for the most part, by M. Edwards, sometimes of her Maiesties chappel: the rest, by sundry learned gentlemen, both of honour, and woorshippe. viz. S. Barnarde. E.O. L. Vaux. D.S. Iasper Heyvvood. F.K. M. Bevve. R. Hill. M. Yloop, vvith others. Edwards, Richard, 1523?-1566. 1576 (1576) STC 7516; ESTC S105445 52,854 98

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reioyce FRom Virgins wombe this day dyd spring The precious seede that onely saued man This day let man reioyce and sweetely sing Since on this day saluation fyrst began This day dyd Christe mans soule from death remooue With glorious saintes to dwell in heauen aboue This day to man came pledge of perfect peace This day to man came loue and vnitie This day mans greefe began for to surcease This day did man receyue a remedie For eche offence and euery deadly sinne With guiltie hart that erst he wandred in In Christes flocke let loue be surely plaste From Christes flocke let concorde hate expell Of Christes flocke let loue be so embraste As we in Christe and Christe in vs may dwell Christe is the aucthour of all vnitie From whence proceedeth all felicitie O syng vnto this glittering glorious king O prayse his name let euery liuing thing Let hart and voyce like Belles of syluer ring The comfort that this day did bring Let Lute let Shalme with sounde of sweete delight The ioy of Christes birth this day resight Finis F. K. 6. Easter day ALl mortall men this day reioyce In Christ that you redeemed hath By death with death sing we with voyce To him that hath appesed Gods wrath Due vnto man for sinfull path Wherein before he went astray Geue thankes to him with perfect faith That for mankind hath made this glorious day This day he rose from tombe againe Wherin his precious corse was laide Whom cruelly the Iewes had slaine With blooddy woundes full ill araide O Man be nowe no more dismaide If thou hencefoorth from sinne doo stay Of death thou needest not be afraide Christ conquered death for this his glorious day His death preuayled had no whit As Paul the Apostle well doth write Except he had vprysen yet From death to life by Godlike might With most triumphant glittering light This day his glory shined I say And made vs bright as sunne this glorious day O man aryse with Christe therefore Since he from sinne hath made thee free Beware thou fall in sinne no more But ryse as Christe dyd ryse for thee So mayst thou him in glory see When he at day of doome shal say Come thou my childe and dwell with me God Graunt vs all to see that glorious day Finis Iasper Heywood 7. For Whitsunday COme holy ghost eternall God and ease the wofull greefe That thorough the heapes of heauy sinne can no where find releefe Doo thou O God redresse The great distresse Of sinfull heauinesse Come comfort the aflicted thoughtes of my consumed hart O ryd the pearcing pricking paynes of my tormenting smart O holy Ghost graunt me That I by thee From sinne may purged be Thou art my God to thee alone I wyll commend my cause Not glittering golde nor precious stone Shall make me leaue thy lawes O teache me then the way Whereby I may Make thee my onely stay My lippes my tongue my hart and al Shall spreade thy mightie name My voyce shall neuer cease to sound The prayses of the same Yea euery liuing thing Shall sweetely syng To thee O heauenly king Finis M. Kindlemarsh 8. Who mindes to bring his shippe to happy shore Must care to knowe the lawes of wysdomes lore MY freend yf thou wylt credite me in ought To whom the trueth by tryall well appeares Nought woorth is wit till it be dearely bought There is no wysedome but in hoaric heares Yet yf I may of wysedome oft define As well as others haue of happinesse Then to my woordes my freende thy eare encline The thinges that make thee wyse are these I gesse Feare God and knowe thy selfe in eche degree Be freend to all familier but to fewe Too light of credite see thou neuer be For tryall oft in trust dooth treason shewe To others faultes cast not to much thy eye Accuse no man of gilt amend thy owne Of medling much dooth mischiefe oft aryse And oft debate by tickle tongue is sowne What thing thou wylt haue hid to none declare In woorde or deede beware of had I wist So spend thy good that some thou euer spare For freendes like Haukes doo soare from emptie fist Cut out thy coate according to thy cloth Suspected persons see thou alwayes flee Beleeue not him that once hath broke his troth Nor yet of gift without desart be free Time quickly slips beware how thou it spend Of wanton youth repentes a painefull age Beginne nothing without an eye to th end Nor bowe thyne eare from counsell of the sage If thou to farre let out thy fancie slip And witlesse wyll from reasons rule outstart Thy folly shall at length be made thy whippe And sore the stripes of shame shal cause thee smart To doo too much for olde men is but lost Of freendship had to women comes like gaine Bestowe not thou on children to much cost For what thou dooest for these is all in vayne The olde man or he can requite he dyes Vnconstant is the womans waueryng minde Full soone the boy thy freendship wyl despise And him for loue thou shalt vngratefull finde The aged man is like the barren ground The woman like the Reede that wagges with winde There may no trust in tender yeeres be found And of the three the boy is most vnkinde If thou haue found a faithfull freend in deede Beware thou lose not loue of such a one He shall sometime stand thee in better steede Then treasure great of golde or precious stone Finis Iasper Heywood 9. Of the vnconstant stay of fortunes giftes IF Fortune be thy stay thy state is very tickle She beares a double face disguised false and fickle This day she seemes to smile to morrowe wyl she frowne What nowe she sets aloft anone she throweth downe Fly Fortunes sly deseytes let Vertue be thy guide If that you doo intend in happy state to bide Vpon the setled Rocke thy building surest standes Away it quickly weares that resteth on the sandes Dame Vertue is the Rocke that yeeldes assured stay Dame Fortune is the Sand that skowreth soone away Chuse that is certaine let thinges vncertayne passe Preferre the precious golde before the brittle glasse Sly Fortune hath her sleightes she plaies vpon the packe Looke whom she fauours most at length she turnes to wracke But Vertue simply deales she shuns deceitfull trayne Who is by Fortune raysed vp shall neuer fall againe Sticke fast to Vertue then that geues assured trust And fly from Fortunes freekes that euer prooue vniust Finis F. K. 10. Promise is debt IN my accompt the promise that is vowed Among the good is holden such a debt As he is thought no whit to be alowed That setteth light his promise to forget And for my part I wyl not linke in loue With fickle folke whose fancies oft remoue My happy gaine I doo esteeme for such As fewe haue found in these our doutful dayes To finde a freend I thinke it be as much Aste winne a fort