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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A04975	The pleasaunt playne and pythye pathewaye leadynge to a vertues and honest lyfe no lesse profytable, then delectable. V.L.	Leigh, Valentine, fl. 1562.; Lynyng, Urban, attributed name.	1522 (1522)	STC 15113.5; ESTC S121899	32,141	48

is for me to medle withall Well learned he shoulde be and of Gods callynge That shoulde occupie the place of preachynge But I am bothe verye vnlearned truelye And also farre vnmete that place to occupye You saye well quod he for ye myght worke your selfe wo Yf ye woulde attempte in at the windowe to go Or leape ouer the shepecote not called by God So might you make for your owne tayle a rod With almightie God sonne is not good to playe For he may not be dallied with by no waye Ye might therby he ape Gods vengeaunce to you for your hast And eternall dampnation perchaunce at the last To be a lawier then quod he perchaunce is thy desire Therby thou thynckest to great ryches to aspire Not so quod I for some learnynge I doe lacke Nor neuer of Sophistrie or Lodgike had the smacke By whiche standeth the chiefest and principall poynte As of that pleadinge science the best ioynte All thinges considered I mynde not that art Nor euer hither coulde it stande with my harte Certaynelye sayde he the lawe is good if it be well vsed But nowe the iustice of the ryght lawe is somwhat abused And manye of their risynge is by extortion Wherby they clinte to haue of riches such portion And through the same they almoste are growne to like obliquie As the Clergie at the first fal were wont to be And not without a very vrgent cause They doe some without right so writhe wrest the lawes And sonne in my iudgement to be playne Much of their lawe tendeth to their owne gayne Wel then I thincke ye wyl beyonde the sea go Your youth in learning to occupye so For south quod I of al the rest I fynde That this most pleasinge to my mynde Yf so it were my liuinge woulde extende There to kepe me two or thre yeares to an ende Wherby I myght though it were to my payne Se countreyes and some knowledge obtayne But he that goeth thyther without a good purse Goeth out of Goddes blessinge into hys curse It is good for such men to go ouer truelye As entende the kinges embassatours to be His graces waightie affaires there for to do But I am not lyke to come therto The trueth for to say and to be playne Since there is so much hasarde and so small gayne I am not as yet mynded in thys care To seke my lyuynge in so farre a place Therfore quod the aged man I agre For yf ye lacke there ye shal fall in great miserie And litle boteth you ther to serue anye man then For they are all other flawes or gentle men Further sayde he what wilt thou then applie To lyue in the countreye by thy lande or annuitie As perchaunce thou hast which I doe not knowe Tel me that I may thee my best counsayle shewe I haue not quod I muche liuinge truelye But that which I haue lyeth in the countreye Whervpon I wyl yf God hys helpe sende Quietly liue and there my lift ende Nowe I perceaue quod he thine hole entente In aringe thee questions this time haue I spente Therfore nowe I wyll shewe thee in al that I can My counsayle how thou mayest best proue an honest man Say on quod I let vs no lenger tyme waste For since we began a good way haue we paste My sonne sayde he thou semest verye wise That in thys last case thy selfe doest aduise Fyrst God and godly thynges I wyl to thee preache And after in worldly thinges to my power I wyl thee teache THE principallest thynge wherin thou muste entende Is to haue good respecte alwayes to the ende Wherfore and why God thee dyd create And howe he hath appoynted thee and in what estate For to th ende of thy fyrste creacion Directe thy lyfe in euery condicion Sonne God brought thee into the worlde here For two good causes as it shall appere Fyrste to geue hym thanckes laude honour and glorie And euermore to prayse hys eternall maiestie Aswel for that it pleased hym thee to forme and make And al thinges earthly to create for thy sake As also for that when thou were lost by Adams gilte He woulde not of hys meare mercy see thee spilte But sent hys deare sonne from hys hygh troue Into thys wretched worlde to redeme vs euery one Where he toke vpon hym our nature frayle In the blessed virgens wombe for our auayle And then here in earth vs thirty yeares taughte By his worde and miracles which he wōderfully wroughte And at last on the crosse suffred hys bitter passion Onely to redeme vs and to obtayne cleane remission Whiche his mercy yf it had not bene the greater We had remayned dampned soules and no better For thys cause we are bounde him alwayes to prayse For from death synne and hel he agayne dyd vs rayse Therfore him to prayse praye vnto wurshyp with feare Thys stedfastly in thy mynde see that thou beare For it is the chiefest poynt of vertue to laude and knowe The creation of men and al thynges that growe Without thys other vertues are nothynge regarded In lackynge thys pitie thou shalte be lytle rewarded For thys to all vertues is thentrye ful playne Sence by prayer onely eche good thyng of God we obtayne THE other cause why God thee hyther broughte Was that thou shouldest in worde worke and thoughte Alwayes endeuour thy selfe to thy power Hys holye commaundementes to obaye euery houre Whiche because I thincke thou doest sufficientlye knowe It nedeth not me to repete them on a rowe For these two causes specially my dere sonne God into the worlde caused thee to come These firme foundacions fixed once in thyne harte Then iustice rightlye to embrace see thou doe thy parte Suffering no man to sustayne any iniury by thee Or to hurt any creature by dede or worde see thou flee And so do to other men of eche estate and degree As thou wouldest haue all men shoulde do vnto thee For this lawe of dame Nature euery other lawe doth excell Which yf thou obserue not in euery poynt well Trust me truly good sonne bothe the Lorde thou shalt offende And in heauen haue no habitarion at thy lyues ende Further any man for hys honour his goodes or good name Beware thou hate not by malice or disdayne Also be circumspecte that neither bribes hate or loue Thy heart from equitie and iustice do remoue For these thre thinges we see so blindeth many mens sighte That their iudgementes and doinges are contrary to right But thou my sonne remembre that once thou shalt die And for these dedes yf thou do them be punished eternallie Also the wicked thirstinge riches to obtayne And the vngodly coueting of siluer golde and other gayne Se thou also ertue for where couetousnes doth raygne There al kynde of wickednes of force must remayne Impietie periurie rapine and theuynge Fraude crafte and disceate with lecherous lyuynge Quarellynge treasons with murders and kyllynge For landes treasures and goodes many

were nere at home So then takinge my leaue I parted them frome And this was the first time of our gretinge Which was to me anvnhappie metinge As ye shall plainlie here after well perceaue Before the crueltie of cruell Cupido did me leaue Backwarde I went where my dinner was dighte And still by the waye my harte full fore sighere When home I was come to dinner I was sette My hert was full heauie no meate coulde I eate After dynner downe on my bed I dyd lie Moch musing with my selfe what thinge it might bee That so soudanlie had stricken my harte with soch woo And so soone had driuen my mirth and pleasure me froo No wayr could my witte by wisdome deuyse Howe this sadnesse and thought on me should aryse Except it weare by beholding the maide Whose bewtie and fauour was euer in my heade To haue slept faine I wold but it wold not bee Yet at the last a shorte slomber tooke mee In which slomber also my thought I dyd see The damesell whose fayrenesse before so perced mee Euensong tyme came vp then did I ryse And went to the church to heare the seruste My loue to euensong came not as I thought that she wolde Therfore was I sorie my harte was full colde At supper no thinge could I eate then thought I beste In time conuenient to hye me to my neste No rest could I take my slepe was cleane gone My harte was full heauie and colde as a stone The morning then came when gone was the night The ayre was cleare the sunne shyned bryghte Abrode I then walcked the birdes for to heare Where a frende of myne met me and ared what cheare Trulye quod I I am nowe excedinge faints Yet knowe I not the cause which my harte doth so taynte God a mend you quod he and so went his waye This in miserable case I passed that daye And many a daye more till sheringe tyme came Hir father shearinge shepe to his feaste had me thane Glade was Lewes tho thinckinge then shall I speake At leasure with my loue and my minde to hyr breake Than shall she knowe the wo and the smarte The heauenesse and sorowe of my woful harte The resties mghtes and vnquiet dayes The heauie thoughtes which troublith me alwaies I will also then yf that Idare The botome of my minde to hir declare Then said I sofcely to my selfe God lende me A conuemente tyme and that he wil sende me To obtaine at hir handes suche fauour and grace That my humble requeste maye be heard and take place What nede lenger processe the shepe shearinge daye That I so longe loked for at last came I saie To hir fathers house I came as they were at dyner Hee had me hartelie welcome and in the best maner To the table was I sette downe on the benche Where I might sede ful in me eyes on the welfauored wēche Who there serued the table as then was the gyse And surelie she wayted in moost wom anlie wise Whiche she wel could do for as I said before In the cytic had she bene of good maner to learne store Littell meate could I eate which was noted well than By the maydes mother and also by hir good man What cheare good Lewes tell me she saide Ye looke veary sadlie as one halfe dismaide What man quod she where is your mirth become Me thinckes ye muse on the man in the mone Be mery I praye you and therwith she me kerued But my harte was hollie on the maide that serued And afterward when dyner was done And the geastes departing awaye euerich one I also hauinge rendered theim thanckes for my cheare Went homeward with the companie that were going there Beinge both of my purpose that I came for vnspe●de And also wourfe at ease both in my hert and heauie heade Then instamed was my lout and grewe more and more Whiche was but a litel kendeled before The maladye which before might in tyme haue ben healed Wared nowe incurable and that well I fealed My harpe which was wonte so swetelie to sounde Lay nowe vntouched for me on the grounde My breast which before many solkes did reiosce Began cleane to tourue and horse waxed my voice My collour which in tymes past so lyuelie did apeare Was vaded awaye and chaunged his cheare My legges whiche were sometyme nymble to daunce Was shronken cleane by this vnhappye chaunce I was neare a consumpcion all strength was gon So hollye was I altered that I was scace knowen At last I consydered the best waye to procede If I thoughte by her helpe to be cured in dede Was that she syrste vnderstande shoulde My woe and dystresse and then yf she woulde Of pytye and clemencye relieue my great payne This waye to be the best I thought sure and playne For Phisirions do not vse to minister remedy Before they are instructed in their pacientes maladye So it fell in a mornynge not longe after That I chaunfed to walke throughe the common paffure Where the milche kyne of the towne the daye tyme dyd fede And all the maydens in the paryshe did mylke in that stede Emongest whome Graces sister was one there And therefore I mynded to banyshe all feare And so to make open and breake hollie to her The full care and effecte of all this hole mattier But fyrste certayne wordes a farre of to proue hir I would caste out to see how this care would moue hir And howe she would take it ere I meant to declare And vpon the lykynge of hir aunswere not for to spare Thus drawynge nere I had hir good morowe What gentyl Lewes quod she God kepe you from sorowe Howe do you what wynde dryue you hether This mornynge so earlye and I praye you whether Are ye thus walkynge youre selfe all alone I thincke suerlye ye haue some pretye one That causeth you daylye to this place to come Well wanton well thoughe not all yet I knowe some Losen Iohan quod I for so was hir name In iudgynge amysse ye are greatly to blame For yf I for loue reasorte to any in this place It is trulye to you or to your syster Grace For surely you two of bewtie beare the floure This iudgement must I geue though I dye wein an houre No Lewes quod she then ye iudge not well For there be maydes a great many that vs do excell Yet for the gentylnes I haue alwayes sent And the honest behauioure that continually hath bene In you heretofore I thincke you worthy to obtayne As good and as fayre as any in this paryshe dothe remayne Yea and thoughe she were myne owne dere syster I woulde thincke hir well bestowed yf ye had her I thancke you fayre Iohn quod I that it dothe you please Vnworthely me so louynglye to prayse And yf God my lyfe any whyle wyll preserue Youre gentle kyndenes I trust to deserue And therwith as it were musynge a prety whyle I stayed What Lewes quod she