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A21166	The paradise of daintie deuises containyng sundrie pithie preceptes, learned counsailes and excellent inuentions : right pleasant and profitable for all ages / deuised and written for the most parte by M. Edwardes, sometime of her Maiesties chappell, the rest by sundrie learned gentlemen both of honor and worship, whose names hereafter followe.	Edwards, Richard, 1523?-1566.; Bernard, of Cluny, 12th cent. De contemptu mundi. English & Latin. Selections.; Vaux, Thomas Vaux, Baron, 1510-1556.; Hunnis, William, d. 1597.; Heywood, Jasper, 1535-1598.; E. O.; Kinwelmersh, Francis, d. 1580?; Sande, D.; Yloop, M.	1585 (1585)	STC 7520; ESTC S105441	59,068	98

Make me your man B. beshrew me than A. To loue is no daunger where true loue is ment B. I will loue no raunger least that I repent A. My loue is no raunger I make God auow B. To trust your smoth sayinges I sure know not how A. Most truth I meane as tyme shal wel trie B. No truth in men I oft espie A. Yet will I not flit B. than play on the bit A. I will B. doe still A. yet kill not B. I will not A. Make me your man B. beshrew me than A. Some women may say nay and meane loue most true B. Some women can make fooles of as wisemen as you A. In time I shall catch you I know when and where B. I will soone dispatch you you shall not come there A. Some speedes at length that oft haue mist B. I am well armde come when you list A. Yet will I not flit B. then play on the bit A. I will B. do still A. yet kill not B. I will not A. Make me your man B. beshrew me than A. Yet worke your kinde kindly graunt me loue for loue B. I will vse you frendly as I shall you proue A. Most true you shall finde me I this doe protest B. Then sure you shall binde me to graunt your request A. O happy threede now haue I sponne B. You sing before the conquest wonne A. Why then will you swarue B. euen as you deserue A. Loue still B. I will A. yet kill not B. I will not A. Make me your man B come to me than FINIS M Edwardes Exclayming vpon his vnkinde Loue his frend replyeth wittely M. WHat death may be compared to Loue H. UUhat grief therein now doest thou proue M. My paynes alas who can expresse H. I see no cause of heauinesse M. My Ladies lookes my woe hath wrought H. Then blame thine eyes that first hath sought M. I burne alas and blow the fire H. A foole consumes by his desire M. What shall I do than come out and thou can M. Alas I die H. what remedie M. My sugred sweete is mixed with gall H. Thy Ladie can not doe with all M. The more I seeke the lesse I finde H. Then striue not with the streame and winde M. Her must I loue although I smart H. UUith her owne sword thou slayest thy hart M. Such pleasaunt baites who can refraine H. Such baites will sure breed thee great paine M. UUhat shal I do than H. Come out and thou can M. Alas I die H. what remedie M. Her golden beames mine eyes do daze H. Upon the Sunne thou mayest not gaze M. She might reward my cruell smart H. She thinkes thou hardst a fayned hart M. she laughes to heare my wofull cries H. Forsake her then in tyme be wise M. No no alas that may not bee H. No wiseman then will pitie thee M. what shall I doe than H. Come out and thou can M. Alas I die H. what remedie M. A liuing death loe thus I proue H. Such are the fruites of froward loue M. O that I might her loue once gayne H. Thy gayne would not halfe quite the paine M. Her will I loue though she be coye H. A foole himselfe will still annoye M. who will not die for such a one H. Be wise at length let her alone M. I can not doe so H. then be thy owne foe M. Alas I dye H. what remedie FINIS E.S. The complaint of a Louer wearing Blacke and Taunie A Crowne of bayes shall that man weare That triumphes ouer mee For blacke and taunie will I weare Which mourning colours bee The more I follow on the more she fled away As Daphne did full long ago Apollos wishfull pray the more my plaintes I resounde the lesse she pities me The more I sought the lesse I found that mine she meant to be Melpomene alas with dolefull tunes helpe than And sing Bis woe worth on me forsaken man Then Daphnes bayes shall that mā weare that triumphes ouer me For blacke and taunie will I weare which mourning colours be Droune me you trickling teares you wailfull wights of woe Come helpe these hands to rent my heares my rufull hap to showe Of whom the scorching flames of Loue doth feede you see Ah a lalalantida my deare Dame hath thus tormented mee Wherfore you Muses nine with dolefull tunes helpe than And sing Bis woe worthe on me forsaken man Then Daphnes bayes shall that mā weare that triumphes ouer me For blacke and taunie will I weare which mourning colours be An Ankers life to lead with nayles to scratch my graue where earthly wormes on me shall feede is all the ioyes I craue And hide my selfe from shame sith that mine eyes do see Ah a lalalantida my deare Dame hath thus tormented mee And all that present be with dolefull tunes helpe than And sing Bis woe worthe on me forsaken man FINIS E. O. Findyng no relief he complayneth thus IN quest of my relief I finde distresse In recompence of Loue most deepe disdayne My langour such as wordes may not expresse A shower of teares my watrie eye doth rayne I dreame of this and doe define of woe I wander in the thoughtes of my sweete foe I would no peace the cause of warre I flie I hope I feare I burne I chill in Frost I lye a low yet mountes my mynde on hye thus doubtfull stormes my troubled thoughtes haue tost And for my payne this pleasure do I proue I hate my selfe and pine in others Loue. The world I graspe yet hold I nought at all At libertie I seeme in prison pent I tast the sweete more sower then bitter gall My ship seemes sounde and yet her ribbes be rent And out alas on Fortune false I crie Looke what I craue that still she doth denie Both life and death be equall vnto me I do desire to dye yet craue I life My wittes with sundry thoughtes do disagree My selfe am with my selfe at mortall strife As warmeth of Sunne doth melt the siluer snow The heate of Loue behold consumes me so FINIS R. Hill ¶ Written vpon the death of his especiall good frend Maister Iohn Barnabe who departed this life at Bensted in the Countie of Southampton 25. Ianuary 1579. Aeratis 76. MIne owne good father thou art gone thine eares are stopt with clay Thy ghost is fled thy body dead thou hearst not what I say Thy dearest friendes may sigh and sob thy children crie and call Thy wife may waile and not preuaile nor doe the good at all Though reason would we should reioyce and trickling teares restraine Yet kindlinesse and friendlinesse enforce vs to complayne Thy life was good our losse the more thy presence cheard our heart Thy lacke and absence turnde therefore our solace into smart I founde thee both a kindely friend and friendly father too Barnabie lacks breath O cruell death and couldst thou part vs two But death derides my woefull wordes and to my saying saith Thus foolish

neuer parciall handes for to offend or please Giue me good Fortune all men sayes and throw me in the seas It is no fault or worthinesse that makes men fall or rise I rather be borne fortunate then to be very wise The blindest man right soone that by good fortune guided is To whom that pleasaunt Fortune pipes can neuer daunce amis FINIS M. Edwardes 36. Though triumph after bloudy warres the greatest brags doe beare Yet triumph of a conquered mynde the crowne of fame shall weare WHo so doth marke the carelesse life of these vnhappy dayes And sees what small and slender hold the state of vertues stayes He findes that this accursed trade proceedeth of this ill That men be giuen too much to yeld to their vntamed will In lacke of taming witlesse will the poore we often see Enuies the riche because that he his equall can not bee The riche aduaunced to might by wealth from wrong doth not refrayne But will oppresseth weaker sort to heape excessiue gayne If Fortune were so blind to giue to one man what he will A world would not suffice the same if he might haue his fill We wish we searche we striue for all and haue no more therein Then hath the slaue when death doth come though Cresus wealth he win In getting much we get but care such brittle wealth to keepe The rich within his walles of stone doth neuer soundly sleepe When poore in weake and slender house doe feare no losse of wealth And haue no further care but this to keepe them selues in health Affection may not hide the sword of sway in iudgement seate Least partiall fauour execute the law in causes great But if the mynde in constant state affection quite doe leaue The higher state shall haue their rightes the poore no wrong receiue It is accompted greater prayse to Caesars lofty state Agaynst his vanquest foes in warres to bridle wreckfull hate Then when to Rome he had subdued the people long vnknowne Whereby as farre as land was found the same abroad was blowne If honour can selfe will refuse and Iustice be vpright And priuate state desires but that which good appeares in sight Then vertue shall with soueraigne shew to euery eye reueale An heauenly life a wealfull state a happy common weale Let vertue then the triumph win and gouerne all your deedes Your yelding to her sober hestes immortall glory breedes She shall vpreare your worthy name shinyng into the skies Her beames shall blaze in graue obscure where shriued carkasse lyes FINIS M. Edwardes 37. Of perfect wisedome WHose will be accompted wise and truely clayme the same By ioyning vertue to his deedes he must atcheue the same But few there be that seeke thereby true wisedome to attayne O God so rule our hartes therfore such fondnesse to refrayne The wisedome which we most esteeme in this thing doth consist UUith glorious talke to shew in wordes our wisedome when we list Yet not in talke but seemely deedes our wisedome we should place To speake so fayre and doe but ill doth wisedome quite disgrace To bargayne well and shunne the losse a wisedome compted is And thereby through the greedy coyne no hope of grace to mis To seeke by honour to aduaunce his name to brittle prayse Is wisedome which we dayly see increaseth in our dayes But heauenly wisedome sower seemes too hard for them to win And wearie of the sute they seeme when they doe once begin It teacheth vs to frame our life while vitall breath we haue UUhen it dissolueth earthly masse the soule from death to saue By feare of God to rule our steppes from sliding into vice A wisedome is which we neglect although of greater price A point of wisedome also this we commonly esteeme That euery man should be in deede that he desires to seeme To bridle that desire of gayne which forceth vs to ill Our hautie stomackes Lord represse to tame presuming will This is the wisedome that we should aboue eche thing desire O heauenly God from sacred throne that grace in vs inspire And print in our repugnant hartes the rules of wisedome true That all our deedes in worldly life may like thereof insue Thou onely art the liuing spring from whom this wisedome flowes O wash therewith our sinfull hartes from vice that therein growes FINIS M. Edwardes 38. A frendly admonition YE stately wightes that liue in quiet rest Through worldly wealth which God hath giuen to you Lament with teares and sighes from dolefull brest The shame and power that vice obtaineth now Behold how God doth dayly profer grace Yet we disdayne repentaunce to embrace The suddes of sinne doe soke into the minde And cancred vice doth vertue quite expell No chaunge to good alas can resting finde Our wicked hartes so stoutly doe rebell Not one there is that hasteth to amend Though God from heauen his dayly threates downe send UUe are so slow to chaunge our blamefull life UUe are so prest to snatche a luring vice Such greedy hartes on euery side be rife So few that guide their will by counsell wise To let our teares lament the wretched case And call to God for vndeserued grace You worldly wightes that haue your fancies fixt On slipper ioy of terraine pleasure here Let some remorse in all your deedes be mixt Whiles you haue time let some redresse appeare Of sodaine death the houre you shall not know And looke for death although it seemeth slow Oh he no Iudge in other mens offence But purge thy selfe and seeke to make thee free Let euery one apply his diligence A chaunge to good within him selfe to see O God direct our feete in such a stay From cancred vice to shun the hatefull way FINIS R. Hill 39. Sundrie men sundry affectes IN euery wight some sundry sort of pleasure I doe finde UUhich after he doth seeke to ease his ioyling minde Diana with her trainyng chase of hunting had delight Against the fearefull Deare she could direct her shot a right The loftie yeares in euery age doth still imbrace the same The sport is good if vertue doe assist the chearefull game Minerua in her chattering armes her courage doth aduaunce In triall of the bloudy warres she giueth luckie chaunce For sauegard men imbrace the same which doe so needefull seeme That noble hartes their chief delightes in vse therof esteeme In warlike games to try or ride the force of armes they vse And base the man we doe attempt that doth the same refuse The siluer sound of Musickes cordes doth please Apollos wit A sentence which the heauens aduaunce where it deserues to sit A pleasure apt for euery wight relief to carefull mynde For woe redresse for care a salue for sadnesse helpe we finde The soueraigne prayse of Musicke still doth cause the Poetes fayne That whirling Spheres and eke the heauens doe hermonie retayne I heard that these three powers at variaunce lately fell UUhiles ech did prayse his owne delight the other to