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A03680	A medicinable morall, that is, the two bookes of Horace his satyres, Englyshed accordyng to the prescription of saint Hierome. The wailyngs of the prophet Hieremiah, done into Englyshe verse. Also epigrammes. T. Drant. Perused and allowed accordyng to the Quenes Maiesties iniunctions; Satirae. English	Horace.; Drant, Thomas, d. 1578?	1566 (1566)	STC 13805; ESTC S104229	80,461	194

in him that put esperaunce woulde Good to that soule that sóekes for him as for an anchor houlde Its good to truste vppon the lorde his sauinge health tabyde Ex●●ading good for all whiche from his preceptes doe not slyde He that was proude and bare him hye muste lyt in hushte alone And humble him vnto the duste If all hope be not gone And lende his cheeke vnto the stroke nor recke at wordes of spite This man the lorde will not forsake he will not leaue him quite Though smartingly he visit him and bitterlie him beate Yet can he not but rue on him suche is his mercie greate For man because he will not stoupe nor bannishe pryde from harte Therfore such men God tryes and makes them féele such netlinge smarte He treadeth vnderneath his feete the captiues of all landes Who so doth iniurie the pore before the lorde he standes Wronge iudgement and iniustice all the lorde he vnderstandes Who now can say but all thinges cum by goddes mere prouidence Frō his sole mouth things swéete or sharpe do they not flowe from thence Why is man loth for lawlesse lyfe by law to suffer paine Let vs insearche and trye our selues and turne to God againe Let vs arreare our handes and hearts to God on hye alone Declynde haue we rebelde haue we therefore thou spareste none Thou hast orewhelmde vs in thy wrathe and bet vs to too sore Slaine and dispatchde dispatched all with none lorde haste thou bore Thou haste inwrapte the so in cloudes our prayers can not perse We are like rages and runagates amid the pagans fearse Our enmies gainste vs in despite did ope their gapinge chappes Our feare and éeke our snare is cumde déepe daunger and mishappes Myne eye doth sende out goulfes of teares to mourne my folke oppreste Mine eye lyke stillitorie runs and wéepes and knowes no reste Mine eye doth melte mine hearte for all my daughters of the Citie Whilste that the lord throw down his lookes and from aboue take pittie My foes pursude me as a birde Yet iuste cause had they none They thruste me downe in dungen darke and stopte it with a stone The water surgies wet my heade I am forlorne quod I Therfore lorde from mine erksom den vppon the did I crye Thou hardste my voyce shit not thine eare but heare my dryrie plainte Thou stoodste nye me when I did crye and badste me not to fainte Thou waste the proctor of my soule and didste my lyfe restore O Lorde thou didste perceaue my wronge adiudge my cause therfore Thou séest gainste me their furie all their damnable intente Thou hardste their wordes of villanie their thoughtes how they were bente Their bablynge lippes that rose at me their corner muttrings sée At downe sittynge and vprisinge they make a songe of me Accordinge to their dealyngs lorde rewarde to them disburse Geue them for agonie of soule thy gréeuouse shendfull curse Pursue pursue them in thy mode confounde them by and by Where so O lorde they make abode vnder the shrowdinge skye ¶ The forth Chap. HOw is the gould bedimmed so the gold moste pure and fyne Is chaungde The stones and glittring perles of holy house deuine Flocke meale to corners of eche stréete are scatered and roulde The peares and nobles of Tsion compared well to goulde How are they now adnihilate accoumpted in the lande Lyke earthen vessels woorkemanship of potters mortall hande The dragons beastes of famouse feare and dreadefull with their tonge With propper brestes as kynde hath taughte do nurse theyr cresyue yonge But mine the daughters of my folke wightes cruell and vnkynde Lyke Ostriches in desertes flye and leue their fruite behinde My sucklings tounges cleaue to their roufe they were so clammie drye They calde for breade but none was broughte therfore in vaine mighte crye Those whiche had fed so sumptuouse did pyne in streetes for meate Babes wrapte in scarlet mantles once their ordure glad did eate My peoples crymes so manifolde were more innormouse vyle Then Sodom sinne Sodom that suncke in such a sodein whyle No enmie ought his tente at it it felte no mortall blow My straite lyuers whyter then milke whyter then driuen snow And rosall ruddish reade within clare rede as preciouse stones And pollishde lyke the Saphyre gay cleane pollishde for the nones Their visage vernagde all with blacke y blackte with colishe smeare Go now vnknowne that once in stréetes so admirable were Their ryueled skinnes clongde to their bones vnseparable be Their cracklinge hydes britle and brashe as dryed barke of tree Better to dide vppon the bladde then perste with pyne to lye In lingringe languour and at lengthe for lacke of foode to dye The mothers els much pittifull did boyle their sucklings small And eate them vp so extreame was my doulfull peoples fal The lorde hath wroughte his wrathe at full and powred out his ire And brente Tsion downe to the grounde with eger grypinge fyer Not kinges or any man els wheare did euer thincke ▪ it so That through Ierusalems stronge gates coulde entre anie foe Not sole Prophets but preists haue set God in this chafinge moode Preists seruisable to Idols and gorde in blessed blood The blynde bloodmungers blynde with bléed did straie the stréets aboute And when they coulde not sée the pathe beholde they trode it out Hence blooddie wightes hence quod the foes fye fye awaye awaie Touche nothing hence ye currishe bruits and make no more delaye Both parties chid both parties stormde some of the heathen sayed This people shall dwell here no more the lorde will kéepe them stayed The aufull countinaunce of God hath scattred them in sundre Nor euer meanes to mynde them more pardye it is no woundre For they vnto the roiall preists woulde yeue none honor due Nor on the grissed horye syers the retchlesse woulde not rue Whilste that we lookde for our vaine hope our eye sighte gan to dase We lookde for landes that coulde not saue nor ride vs from the maze They hunte our steppes and trase vs that in stréetes we can not go Our race is run our dayes are don and death will proue it so Our persecutours swifter then the Egles of the skye Chaste vs on mounts and in deserts in wayte for vs did lye Our vitall stay and steddie aide Iosiah nointed Kynge Our payze of sinne and plage of payze did vnto bondage bringe Childe of Edom that in Husse dwels thou needes not carcke nor care For thou shalte pledge vs on this cup thou shalte be druncke and bare Tsion that scourge of thyne is paste God will no more exyle the But Edoms chylde hath plagde thy sonnes and shewde what did defyle the. ¶ The fyfth Chapter Ieremies prayer REmembre Lorde what hath bety●e to vs beholde and see Our opprobryes and what they are and éeke are lyke to be Our heritaunce is cut of quyte and turnde to folke prophaine Our houses by the aliauntes the

do goe Feared and muche addrad of theues and losels loose of lyfe Not fearde of those that pilfer not nor broche no brabling stryfe Admit thou warte a naughtie packe as dyuers other be I am not one that doth promote why arte thou frayde of me My verses geue no gase from walls ne yet in tauernes flye Not ●●gille nor such alecunners my woorkes do ouerprye I shew them but to veray frendes and at their greate requeste Not to eche hobb nor euery where sum be that thincke it beste Their quaynte deuyses to proclame in market fayre and marte To reade them graue sounde them braue and to vnfoulde their arte Such pleasure haue pryde practisers who do it not to mende Nor learne a decencie in thinges for no such honest ende A malliperte a merchaunte I of mallyce thou wilte say I vse this talke whence issude this gainste me that thou doste lay Or which of my companions hath this instilde to the Who pincheth at his frende not preste or if he burdned be Doth not alleuyate his blame who scoffes to make men smyle Who plyes for to be plausible and doth his flowtinge file Who can inuente things neuer mente who nothynge can conceale Such one is naughtes beware of him and naughte to him reueale Sumtymes at table thou shalte see a dosen more or lesse Eche séekynge eche ort wharte the thums with tauntes and tearmes to dresse Their hoste they spare for manner sake till Bacchus tyde be vp Then out muste all mine hoste myne hoste is scande at euery cup. Rayling thou hates yet doste thou coumpte raylers but mery men Good felowes francke and free of speache If I haue iested then A Rufills taste Gorgonies smell two paragons of pryde I am no freatinge ghoste therfore nor slaundrouse all things tryde If chaunce we talke of Petills pranckes how he from tower stole A massye péece of bullion golde to twyne thy tale in hole Thou shapes it thus as is thy trade Petille I know him well I haue sum cause to speake for him for he and I did dwell Of childerne little in one house my fellow and my frende Much hath he done for me at tymes I founde him euer kynde And yet I maruayle how he coulde rub out this trespasse so Lo here a craftye postles parte loe here a Logille lo Ha false malignaunte wreaking minde this vyce I do expell As cancre freate from hearte and booke moste true it is I tell For certaintie I lyke it not then lycence me the more To gesse aloufe not hard to scratche but clawe about the sore My father he did vsuallie dehorte me from this sin By manifolde examples which through talke he woulde bringe in Still warning me not to ingrate nor séeke not much to lyue But thryftylie contentedly enioye that he would geue Maiste thou not see younge Alba now how he is cumde to naughte Backbyting Bar most begge●like ▪ Ingrayle them in thy thoughte Two presidents that thou ne shouldste thy fathers good mispende But when he woulde dehorte from loue his talke was to this ende Dissemblable to Sectans sorte no brothelmonger be Kepe wedlocke chaste let Trebons name be warninge vnto thee The wyse men with their moralls sage by reason coulde the guide Suffyseth me that I can geue such counsayle as I tryde And if my sawes in time take place for teacher haste thou none When groweth and yeares shall make the man youthes shipwracke will be gone Thus woulde he turne my plyant youth and what he wilde in worde For patterne he woulde bid me marke the lyfe of sum good Lorde So if he woulde inhibit me this is no godly déede My sonne sayth he and here vppon sum foule reporte will breede For euen like as when neighbours dye the sickmans chaunging luste For feare doth stay and is contente to cum to dyet iuste So skillesse youth to see defame of others may take héede And slip not into vyces snare nor listen to her réede Hereby I stayed my tempting age and did no haynouse sin In easye crymes and veniall I haue bene trapped in And these no doubte wil wayne awaye and ebb as they did ryse By helpe of yeares by frendes reproofe and by myne owne aduyce As I lye in my bed sumtymes on matters thus I muse Thrifte would do thus righte doth diswade that I shoulde thus me vse Thus coulde I make my chearfull frendes this was a foolishe parte Was I so fondlye ouerseene a foole sone flings his darte Thus do I mutter in my mynde Ere whyle at cardes I play A faulte amongste the meaner faultes forgeue me Thou saieste nay Then Poets all preas on preas on helpe at a pinche no dreede We be so ryotouse a route who sayes but we shall spéede As Iewes do measure all by myghte that none dare them forsake So we by number will men force in league with vs to take ❧ THE FIFTE SATIRE whiche the Poet had written of his iorneying to and fro wholye altered by the translator FRende Horace thoughe you maye me vse as to translate your verse Yet your exployte I do refues at this tyme ●o reherse Not euery tricke nor euery toye that floweth from your braine Are incident into my p●n nor worthie of my paine If all be true that sum surmyse for dyuers thincke it good To haue discriude the clatteringe broyles of Mauors raging wood Or for to know the climats hye to clym vnto the skyes To view the starres their placing éeke and how they set and ryse Or for to reade the quiddityes and queerks of logique darke To heare the babblinge sophisters how they for naughte can barke Or for to wryte things naturall thinges misticall and geason The harmonie of elements how they accorde by reason To sterte vp in astrologie the casuals of men To limit and forlote by arte to shew by whom and when Thinges were conueyde and to erecte through what aspecte and why Pompey abroad Cesar at home were fortuned to dye To tell how man a creature of reasonable mynde Is sociable apte and fitt to companie by kynde To read the sacred histories of man how he began How firste he f●ll through whome he fell what of him selfe he can To learne the helpes of holye tongue the doctors to peruse To course the schoolmen as they ●ye and Horace to refuse Those cacklinge pyes that vse to prate so much againste humanytye Are commonly the lewdest dawes and skillesse in diuinitie The antique fathers vsde it much thapostle doth the same Now all muste downe in pullinge downe that fooles may get a name Som innouation must be made or chaunge of vsed things Needes muste there be when all woulde passe and all woulde needes be kynges Moyses in writinge his fyue bookes confearde with prophane tyme Yet fewe or none that I haue harde appeached him of cryme From Egipte we may borow stil it neuer was forbed So it be for the weale of man and glory of our God To

thoughe he woulde oppresse The lesse which lowred lowtishlye dispairinge all redresse The one she calde of Heccatye Kinge Plutos chamber feare The other calde Tisephonie that hath in spite no peare Fyndes serpentes furyes hellish impes the moone inflamde to reade Thou mightes haue séene the witches couch behynde the tombes of deade For beinge spyde If that I lye the dawes defyle my noule And all the theues of Rome cum in and of my fruite take toule What shoulde I shew particulers by course how they did speake The witche and goosts how they did houle againe how they did squeake How they enterred in the grounde a speakled serpentes hyde And hare of woolfes and by and by a flame there out did glyde And as the flame did grow in bulke and gan for to increase So did the waxen image lo. by smale and smale decrease I markte the drabbishe sorcerers and harde their dismall spell The matter went so harde with me there was no other boote I let a scape Dame Cannadie she moude her aged foote And trotteth on her way so harde that all her teethe out fall The other trot loste her read hyue she did her bushe with all There mightes thou fynde their coniurde hearbes their threades and knackes of arte ▪ And for to see the beldoms scarde haue laughed out thy parte ❀ IN GENERALL HE CONtrowleth people inquisitiue and importunable tatlers That he doth dialogue wyse and yet without naming of any person The nynthe Satyre I Chaunced to roome me in the stréets as ofte I vse to doe Musing I wate not of what toyes but scanninge to and froe Runs vnto me a certaine man whome erste I vnneth see Imbracing me oh pleasaunte lad how mightes thou fare quod he Well at this tyme and wishe to the all that thou canste require When as I see him haunte me still I askde him his desyre Why pardye syr know you not me I am a greate lernde man If it be so I deme of you so muche the better than Lyues fayne I woulde haue le●te him there and hereuppon I wente Now swifte now slow and told my boy tryfles to none intente In faith I was through bathde in sweate and thoughte them in good ●ase That were well in their chambers set or in sum secret place When he woulde prayse the towne or stréet● I answerde nought againe I see quod he you woulde that we were parted verye fayne But all for naughte it may not be Ile wayte vppon you now Quod I syr spare your coortesie I haue no néede of you I muste go sée a frende of mine whome you did neuer know Nye Cesars Orchardes yonde Tyber he dwelleth farre below No busnes I néedes muste I walke haue with you for this day Then lyke the heuye lodened asse myne eares downe did I lay Syr if you knew my qualityes there is no reason why Or Uiske or Uarus shoulde be more enteire to you then I. For who for number or for grace dare mell with me in ryme Or who can daunce so footinglye obseruing tune and time I can singe so melodiouslye that verye Hermogene Woulde enuye me or if he harde woulde yeelde to me I wene I thoughte to interchaunge a worde thy mother lyueth she Or any of thy kynsfolke els that standeth neede of the In good time they are broughte to stay and I remaine alone Dispatch thou me so it must be for many yeres a gone Sabella I a very chylde did reede my drerye fate In folowynge forme with tendre hande pressed vpon my pate Not poyson keene nor emnies sworde this babe away shall draw Not stitch or coughe or knobbyng gowte that makes the patiente slaw A prater shall becom his death therfore let him alwayes If he be wyse shun iangling iacks after his youthefull dayes We came to Lady Uestas churche the fourth parte of the day Whilste language passed to and fro was passed cleane away He stode in bondes as he toulde me in courte for to apeare Or sentence els definitiue shoulde passe againste him cleare If thou doste loue me frende quod he to tharches with me draw Nor can I stande vpon my féete nor knowe the cyuile law I doubte if I shoulde leaue my cause or els thy frendlye companie I pray the me not yet quod he before me by and by He preseth on my victor guyde I did succeade a pace How doth your lorde Mecenas now how stande you in his grace It is a rare and wyt●ye parte in frendship long to dwell Horace I tell the as a frende thou haste vsde fortune well If that thou woldste plante me in once in forfitte of my heade Thou shouldste no doubte haue me a frende woulde stande the in good steade Within a monethes space or twaine Mecenas I woulde claw That all the reaste mighte blow their nayles or go to shough the dawe We lyue not so as thou doste thincke no house more pure then this Nor none that from those mischeues vyle more cleane and spotles is His riches or his learning is no preiudice to me There is a place accordingly for eche in his degree A thinge thou tells vncredible I tell a ●othefaste tale Thou makes me glow faine woulde I cum to be of his counsaile If that you will you haue a grace his fauour for to win The first assaulte is very harde by suite thou maiste get in I will not fayle brybes shall corrupte his cheefist seruinge men Though once or twyce the gats be shut I will not cease yet then * Ile wayte my opportunitie to meete him in the way To leade him home to curtsey and cap him when he stayes There is no good for to be done whilste we are lyuing here Excepte we lye ●aune flatter face cap kneele ducke crouche smile flere He pratling thus a frende of mine one Fuscus Arisie Met me who knew this chatting syr almoste as well as I. Stocke stille we stande he askde me whence or whether that I woulde I halde him backe and by the hande of frendship did him houlde Squintinge his eyes he gan to nod to call me thence away And yet dissemblingly he thoughte to dallie and to play My harte in choller perboylde was I wis my frende quod I You sayd that you a matter had to tell me secretly An other tyme. I muste go see the circumcised Iues In kéeping of their Sabot ●ay what holye rytes they vse I loue not that religion I of infirmitie Am scrupulouse and therfore syr I pray the beare with me Hereafter I wilbe your man both when and where you will This day dismis me to go roume throughout the stréets my fill The churle departes and lefte me still● to féele my sharpe distresse By chaunce there cums this fellowes ●o● who now had got redresse At him by law varlet quod he I charge the for to stay And pray you Horace