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A68982
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Choice, chance, and change: or, Conceites in their colours
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Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?
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STC 3636; ESTC S104711
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you to remoue your melancholy for it is not agreeable to your complexion sir quoth she it may bee you haue made me blush to think what you would say to me but if my mind be not in perfect state I can not take you for a Phisician yet for your good counsaile I thanke you and that is all the fee you must looke for Ar. The wench had some wit I perceiue by her answer Tid Wit yes at will for this was but the first blowe but see what followed Lady quoth I your fee is too greate for such a small peece of Phisicke but indeede if that I did but knowe the Nature of your disease I woulde studye for your cure and deserue a fee before I woulde take it but the mynde of sickenesse is vpon so many causes that the griefe is hard to gesse without som light from the agrieued but that known he is either vnlearned or vnlucky that can minister no coÌ„fort you say well quoth she but what if it be known to be cureles what then is any counsaile without comfort Ar. Perilous Ape I feare it will proue an Vrchin Tid Oh no t is a prety creature as you will confesse when you heare more but let me tell you my replie It may quoth I seem cureles that may haue helpe and therefore good words may do good in the nature of a good wil words quoth she are good when they are wel spoken better when they are well meant good when they are well taken and better when they are well returned but for good will it is a kind of riddle that simple wits vnderstaÌ„d not for fine wits can so equiuocate that plain meaning is much abused where the misbeliefe of good words makes the ouerthrovv of a good mind Ar. Why how now man was this a wenche Tid It was a woman at least of woman kind as fayr a damsell as I thinke liues in the world but let me tell you how I went about with my witts to meete a little with her good will Lady quoth I good will grounded vpon good cause may out of a good meaning bring forth good words which working good effect in agood mind may vpon a good consideration worke a good conclusion Beauty is a good thing to the Eie vertue to the mind these work a loue in desart which is good in reason Novv loue in reason hauing a great povver in nature may make the riddle easy to be red wher knowledge vvill not dissemble ignorance Ar. Well said wag it was well put to Tid No such matter my fortune vvas yet too far from such a figure for let me tell you her ansvver and then giue your iudgment Ar. I pray thee do Tid Why Sir quoth she I perceiue you go from one Riddle to another knovvledge to dissemble ignorance is for vvisedom to bee hid in folly vvhich is a strange construction for a weak capacity if the cause of good will be misconceiued the good words may then be displaced and so the matter mistaken the time may be but mispent Beauty is but a shadow that hath no substaÌ„ce where reason may be blinded with illusion and vertue is so far from nature that it is not seen but with the eye of grace and for Loue it is grown such a lest that it is rather laughed at then beleeued in the world therfore where you find beauty do not flatter it with vertue till you see it and for vertue do not amisse conceiue it least you wrong your self in it but where in deed you find it I can not blame you to loue it Ar. Oh vnhappy theâ—fe able to rob reason of his vnderstanding but I hope thou wouldest not leaue her so Tid I think not for thus I fell vpon a replie to blame loue were a blot in kindnes and to yeelde to reason is a bond in wit to find folly in wisedom is the searche of a deep wit and to wey words in their true worth is the proofe of good vnderstaÌ„ding but to laugh at loue is no proof of good wil If therefore the vertue of your spirit in the beauty of your eies hath drawn my hart to loue will you not be as good as your word not to blame me for dooïng well for if reason faile not my conceipte let me not mooue patience in speaking truth let not truth seeme flattery where vertue hath but her due honoure so shall the riddle be soone read whose substance is but your selfe and the passion best cured wher my humble seruice may be graced Sir quoth she I hope you wil pardon my weaknes to entertain your patience with idlenes for to answere your ArgumeÌ„ts would require a better Scholar then my learning you may iudge amisse and meane well Complexions and conditions may differ and I maie beleeue and be deceiued when wordes may want their weighte in good will Loue is a dangerous spirit and where hee is snared by any subtilty doth much hurt where he is taken If I were so well acquainted with him as you woulde seeme to bee it maye be I shoulde employe him as you woulde but to leaue ridling in reason let me tell you this as I woulde not bee vuthankfull to a straunger so would I not bee straunge to my selfe as I can commend your wit I must haue care of my will til I be able to be a frieÌ„d not to admit the entertainmeÌ„t of a seruaÌ„t therfore wheÌ„ you know my disease hoping you wil be my PhisitiaÌ„ I wil follow your counsail to be as merry as I maie hauing no better fee onely I thank you for your kindnes Lady quoth I I am sory Time admits me not with your fauour to deliuer you further my minde Let it suffice you that I am youres more then I can saye thoughe I can saie no more then that I am yours if occasion in your commaundement may make triall of my trust I will attend my desart in the hope of your regarde and so hoping that loue will bee without daunger where words carry the true weight if affection may helpe a passion let me intreat you to applye my faith to your fancy and I hope my phisick will doe you good but since neither time nor place doth fitte our further conference I praie you let me intreat you thus fâ—re to honour my fortune as to wear this ring for my sake a littie hoope of gold in which was ingraued Sic fides so is faith pure and without end which with a blushinge deniall vpon such importunity shee tooke and gaue me for a fauour to weare for her sake a little Cupid of Bugle finely wroght and written ouer his eyes in black letters Caecus sictus Amor vpon the mutuall receipte of these tokens with some little shorte congey wee parted leauing her to her old passion that I knew not or to this newe passion that I had mooued but yet founde not or to smile at my folly which I doubted not and so
liste and heartes thinke what they list to your vertue I auowe my loue and in your Loue be the ioy of my life Seruant quoth shee I commaund you then whatsoeuer you see to haue patience and whatsoeuer you heare to haue silence vntill the next time that wee meete againe when you shal heare that shall not greeue you though not enioy that may content you and so let vs away for our company is going in and I haue spoiled a Goose that I must plucke a feather with with these good wordes and such like wee went something fast vntill we ouertooke our company that were going before vs and in we went into the parlor where beeing all set some fell to cardes some to Tables some to playing vppon Instruments of Musique and some to singing I placing my selfe somewhat neere vnto my newe Mistrisse tooke a booke in myne hand and fell to reading of it which beeing of the spoile of Troy scarce had I read three lines of the first lease but a straunge humorde braine that had but a little wit in his head falles in hand with my fair mistris but if I should tell you howe shee handled him it were a tale almost worth the telling Ar. I praie thee doe for ten to one if hee were a cappe she would fit him with a coks combe Tid And so shee did and a bell and a bable to it or els I am deceiued for let me tell you first for his proportion he was squared out of a timber logge which was crooked at both ends and little better in the midst his face bigge enough and wanted no nose and for his lippes they suted his slauer well his haire of the color of a roane horse and as hard as the stumpe of a Rubbing brush and for a beard it was so thick that it harboured a greate traine of his retinue his body much after the Barrell and his legges with the wrong ende vpwardes yet had this fellow a paire of bootes on and spurres that were too long for his heeles now for his apparrel had hee been a trauailer I should haue taken him for some straunge foole but beeing as I after heard a neighbours childe I found he was a notable gull Nowe this foole falls to courting of my Mistris and thus hee comes to her Mistris are you heere I thinke I haue fitted you nowe am I not in your colours why quoth shee you haue so many that I cannot tell which is mine if I were a greate Lady folks would take you for my foole but I see your trickes well enough because you haue many mistresses you woulde haue coloures for them all why let me see you have Ashe coloure for one Oh that is for her that hath the greene sicknesse and yealow for another that is for her that hath the yealow Iaunders you know who I meane that was sick for loue of you and white for an other that was lately recouered of an Ague or a worse matter you know the cause of her sicknesse and blewe for an other because she is in a consūption through your vnkindnes and tawny for an other you knowe who that was that painted her selfe and her coloure was not right and Carnation for another who you knowe is daintilie painted but for whom is your Crimson truly for you mistris I thought so in earnest quoth shee for I cannot chuse but blush when I see you and so you wear crimson for my colour well when I perceiue I am among your mistresses but I pray you henceforth leaue me out for he that is my seruante shall weare no other liuery but mine who I mistris quoth hee no though I am not so rich as I would be I weare no liueries I can tell you No yes said shee I hard you saie not long since that one of your mistresses had put the foole vpon you but you would shake off her livery why so I haue quoth the good goose I haue both shakē off her and her liuery but in truth mistris but that I haue loued you wel I could not beare these floutes at your hand for I hope I am not beholding to you but t is no matter they say with brawling and squabling beggars comme still together and so maie wee if you will why quoth shee so wee are already methinkes are wee not mette heere together But harken vnto mee seruaunre it seemes by youre gloue you nowe haue been a hawking what haue you flushed a woodcock I heare there was one Iuste in your waie the last time I saw you indeede quoth hee it is true and a vengeance on it For my Tassel made after it and went so farre that I had like to haue loste him But you are so full of quibibbles that I feare you meane knauery But it is no matter when you haue done your wil make an end Oh seruante quoth shee you forget your selfe will you nowe bee angry with your mistrisse but tell mee I praie you doe you not sometime vse to hawke at the Iaie and the woodpicker Yes quoth hee that I doe yea but quoth shee not in those cloathes why mistrisse I pray you quoth hee doe you thinke I am affraid of my cloathes No I am able to buy newe when these are donne I woulde you shoulde well know it I knowe it well Seruaunte quoth shee but I meane an other matter that the Hawke mistaking her game should seeing your colours Seise vpon your selfe insteede of a woodcock a woodpicker I woulde haue saide well saide mistris quoth hee there is an other blowe but I will beare it as well as I may but it is no matter I will thinke of it as I haue reason yea Seruaunte quoth shee will you take my pepper in your nose and snuffe at a little mirth Naye then I perceiue your prouerb will not holde wee shall neuer come neerer together then wee are yes faith good Mistris quoth he that I will come a little neerer you when Remoouing his stoole hee sits close by her and offers to take her by the hande when she desired him to forbear her for his hands did so sweate that shee coulde not indure them speake quoth shee your minde and I will heare you but if you will not hold your fingers I will leaue you well then mistrisse quoth hee let mee tell you you knowe I loue you if it bee true quoth shoe I am sorry for it for I loue not you I like you I delighte not in you but I am sure quoth he you doe not hate me bee you assured quoth shee I will not hate my selfe I hope qnoth hee you will not make a foole of me I praye you quoth shee doe not make a foole of your selfe With this the gentleman began to grow Angrie when vpon the sodaine a gentlewoman of the companie full of wittie conceits came to my mistrisse with these wordes come cosen you and your seruaunte neuer meete but there is some warres ere you part but come on let