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A18744 A light bondell of liuly discourses called Churchyardes charge presented as a Newe yeres gifte to the right honourable, the Earle of Surrie, in whiche bondell of verses is sutche varietie of matter, and seuerall inuentions, that maie bee as delitefull to the reader, as it was a charge and labour to the writer, sette forthe for a péece of pastime, by Thomas Churchyarde Gent.; Churchyardes charge Churchyard, Thomas, 1520?-1604. 1580 (1580) STC 5240; ESTC S105030 25,886 45

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A light Bondell of liuly discourses called Churchyardes Charge presented as a Newe yeres gifte to the right honourable the Earle of Surrie in whiche Bondell of verses is sutche varietie of matter and seuerall inuentions that maie bee as delitefull to the Reader as it was a Charge and labour to the writer sette forthe for a peece of pastime by Thomas Churchyarde Gent. ¶ Imprinted at London by Ihon Kyngston 1580. ¶ To the right honourable my especiall good Lorde the Erle of Surrey Thomas Churchyarde wisheth many happie Newe yeres Fortunate daies and weekes encrease of honour and vertue with moste assured felicitie I Knowe not my good lorde whether my boldnesse and presumption be greater then the basenesse of my matter herein penned and I mynde to presente consideryng the worthinesse of the personage to whom I dedicate my booke and the weakenesse of my wit that presenteth vaine verses where vertue of the mynde aboundeth But for that I treate not of mere trifles nor meane to corrupt sound senses and good maners with wanton wordes or leude rime I am partly perswaded this myne Newyeres gift shall giue your lordship delite and purchace to my self the desired thankes that euery honest writer deserueth Because the substance and effect of all my inuentions are shadowed vnder the sheld of good meanyng And a matter well meant by the courtesie of true constructiō maie passe the muster good opinion of the people emong the best assemblies that looketh on the furniture I bryng and ablenesse of my penne And albeit some weapons want to beate backe the thompyng boltes of euill tongues in my defence be it spoken yet the Armour of right and Target of trothe shall bee sufficient to strike doune the blowes that hautie hartes with threatnyng thwartes can offer And who so euer hastely or vnaduisedly through malicious wordes hinders the credite of any honest workes maie be thought both a rashe and a parciall speaker a busie medler in matters thei neither mynde to amende nor nor will suffer that the worlde shall speake well therof But now farther to procede enter into the cause of this my boldnesse the troth is in callyng to remēbrance à promes that I made touching some verses And honoryng in harte the Erle of Surrie your Lordshipps graundfather my master who was a noble warriour an eloquent Oratour and a second Petrarke I could doe no lesse but publishe to the worlde somewhat that should shewe I had lost no time in his seruice And finding an other of his race and towardnesse who hath taste and feelyng in the good giftes of Nature and noble vertues of his auncestours the hope of whiche graces promiseth greate perfection to followe in tyme to come I thought I might dedicate a booke vnto your Lordshippe named by myne owne liking Churchyards Charge But now right noble Earle the worlde louyng change and varietie of matter waxeth awearie of freuoulous verses because so many are writers of Mieter and looketh for some learned discourse by whiche meanes my barrain bookes maie remaine vnred or misliked and so lye on the Stationers stall as a sillie signe of a newe nothyng neither worthe the buiyng nor the regardyng To that I maie aunswere vnder pardon and correction that the grounde whiche of Nature yeldeth but Thistles or Brambles maie bryng forthe no good Corne of it self contrary to his operation and kinde Nor a man that is accustomed to treate of trifles maie not meddle with the deepenesse of graue argumentes For as it passes the searche and capacitie of a simple witte to se into any matter of importaunce so it is necessarie that a pleasaunt and plaine companion should alwaies be occupied about pastymes and namely at Christmas whē little short tales driues out a pece of the long nightes and rather with mirthe to procure a laughter then with sadnesse prouoke a lowryng and he that sturreth vp the heauie myndes to light some consaites is more welcome in euery place then he that ouerthrowes the weake senses of common people with curious imaginations and burthens bothe bodie and mynde with wordes of greater weight then common iudgement can cōceiue and be able to beare A tale or a toye mirrely deliuered pleaseth moste mennes eares and an earneste sadde argument either rockes a man a slepe or maketh the hearers a wearie And the nature of Rime is to reuiue the spirites or moue a smile when many a one is scarce pleasauntly disposed A Rime goeth on sutche feete standeth on sutche ioyntes and rappeth out sutch reasons that wisedome taketh pleasure in and follie will make a wonder of The woordes by inuention hits a thyng so iompe and kepes sutche a decorum and methode that bothe order and measure is seen in the cunnyng conueyance of the verses especially if the swete and smothe sentences bee sifted from the sowre rough Branne of needelesse babble and vanitie A sensible witte hauyng the pennyng of the matter But loe my good Lorde in shewyng the nature and qualitie of a good verse how my hoblyng is seen and perceiued by the badnesse or bare handelyng of the thynges herein written yet now I haue ron so farre in ouerweenyng that either I am forced to goe forward or remaine in the midwaie discomforted and without remeadye VVherefore albeeit I shall shewe but a bondell of drie deuises I must open my fardell make sale of sutche stuffe as my hedde hath been stuffed withall Euen like the poore Peddlar that trudgeth with his packe to a Faire and there vnfoldeth emong some newe laces odde trifles a greate deale of old ware and little rēnantes that for lacke of quicke sale hath laine long in a close corner I neede not to seeke out a patron to support them for thei are neither worthe the readyng nor the buiyng yet hauyng no better am compelled to vtter the thynges I haue lefte Prouidyng that my nexte booke maie shewe somewhat emong the rest that goeth before for that it shall be dedicated to the moste worthiest and towardes noble man the Erle of Oxford as my laisure maie serue and yet with greate expedition Thus beyng ouer tedious and bolde in stretching out a short and sorie Epistle that had been better knit vp in fewe lines I wishe your Lordship many newe and happie yeres long life to your liking to the honour of GOD and encrease of good fame and a peece or portion of eche goodnesse can be named From my lodging nere to the Courte the first daie of Ianuarie Your Lordshippes alwaies at commaundement● Thomas Churchyard To the freendly Reader I Daily trouble the good Reader with Bookes Verses Pamflettes and many other triflyng thinges as mutche to hold thee occupied in good will towardes me and keepe thee from losse of tyme as for any matter that I either cā gaine glorie by or deserueth to bee embrased but vsyng me and my workes thankefully and paiyng me for my paines with the like courtesie that other men reapeth for their labours I
horse could goe And when he came where Beautie satte he pausde with howed hed And loude in open audience then all haile faire Queene he sed I came quod he from Manhoods court the worthiest prince aliue Who keepes his kyngdome all by sworde and doeth for honor striue By battaill and by breakyng launce who sent me hether plaine To chalenge for my mistresse sake the stoutest in thy traine No soner he his message saied but in there rusht a bande Whose clattering harnesse causde their steeds vpō no groūd to stād The dust flewe vp the preace did shrinke the fomyng horses naied The trumpets blewe the launce in rest the spurres on sids thei laied Fie cowarde knight quod Courage then can all you fight with one So thei retierd and to the shocke came youth all armde alone These chāpions met as yearth should shake so fierce thei seemd to be As man became a Lyon woode and horse in aire should flie At eche encounter crasht their slaues and fell amid the throng The bu●fetts were so freely dealt the blood through Beauer sprong The Queene cride hola cease quod she you turne your sport to spi●e Some cause your collour doeth encrease Mars the pastime quite A cause quod Youth moste worthy dame and my leege Ladie dere Came euer yet before a Prince so stoute a chalenge here Who dare with Venus doughter boste dame Beautie iustly colde That came from Skies and satt next Ioue in sacred honor stalde Though Beautie sprang frō yearthly cause had but shape of kinde And did no heauenly gifts possesse nor vertues lodge in minde Yet Boldnesse churlishe chalenge braue too sawsie is you knowe And Beautie hath too many freends to see her handled so When Boldnesse hard this taunting tale markt the peoples chere He thrusted through the thickest throng and drewe the scaffolde nere And all on knees he crau'd to speake and aunswere to this cace On whom the Queene for honours sake did shewe a gracious face Speake on quod she so stept he vp and thus to her he saied O puisaunt prince thinks Youth of braggs y ● boldnes stands afraied I am a braunche of Manhoods blood that stoute conceite begate The hope and helpe of hie attempts and slaie of euery state That hether came for that no Courte can be where I am not No Tornay seen no triumph made no fame nor glorie got And wotte you well a Princesse too in Court I serue this howre That is as greate in some respects as she is small in powre If stately honour can be gest by goodly graces trime Or perfect beautie be possest where Bountie swimes at brime Or wisedome vnder seemly shaeds maie shine or yet be seene My mistres is a worthie dame though Beautie be a Queene Report hath blowne to Manhoods eares the trothe of that I tell Then Boldnesse needs not blushe to boast y ● Bountie beares the bell And sith you licence me to speake I dare deuoide of blame Light suche a torche vnto your eyes shall shewe this Ladies name When Skie is clere and Sommer set to shewe the weather faire I meane when calmie blowes the winde and pleasaunt is the aire A Marie gold then maie you flude full nere an Eglantine Whose flowrs within the North new buds yet in court doth shine Her countenance carries sutche a state full right amid her face As though therein the Muses nine had made their mansion place A ratlyng sounde vnto your eares of her now here I showe Now racke wrest my meanyng out and you my mind shal know This saied eche one on others lookt and he on horsebacke leapt And some that dwelt in their concept full close in corners creapt The glorious sort that gapte for fame where no deserts could be Did drawe a backe and preast a pace with plaine reproche to flee The hautie minds held doune their heds hye looks gan blush for fere As Youth beheld this sodaine chaunge he thought no tariyng there The Gods regardyng from the starres what strife by Beautie rose Bad Venus call her daughter home and homewards so she goes Then sawe I Boldnesse turne againe who gaue for Boūties weare A garlande of the goodliest flowres that euer yearth did beare And foarst her for to take the same in signe of glorie wonne As Beautie mounted to the Gods and all the triumphe doen The people seyng Beautie gon with one assent did crie That Bountie pleased more their mindes then Beautie did the eye FINIS ¶ Of one that by dissemblyng fedde his desire IF loue be luste the more my lacke and lesse I thinke your lucke Yet loue I not for leude delight nor gaine of worldly mucke But for a finer freake be you the iudge thereof When craft to cloke some secret smart beginns to scorne and scoffe Witte workes with words and wiells a waie to winne his will And where y ● fleight shewes gladsom smiles y e world cōceius n●ne ill Mirthe blears the peoples eyes and makes the matter light And sadnesse breeds suspect to sone in hedds of deepe foresight And worlde mislikes no toyes that mirrie laughter bryngs God knowes what care the bird doeth feele in cage that swetly sings Some weepe in weddyng weeds and laugh in mournyng gounes And sure I smile my self sometyme when froward fortune frounes Where is moste cause of care moste signe of ioye I showe For pleasure is redoubled oft where men dissemble woe Who bluntly bites a baite and swallows vp a hooke Is caught like Gogon in a nette or conquerd by a looke But sutche as warely feedes and pikes out bones full cleane Shall eate their fill learne to knowe what daintie morsells meane Thus restyng at your will I feede my hidden thought With fancies merrie sweete conceipts a foode full dearly bought FINIS ¶ Of stedfastnesse and constancie WHen Constance maks her boed in bloudie breast And builds her bowre with bowes of bloming trothe There frendly faithe is sure a welcome geast And Ious doeth dwell and Ladie Venus bothe The Gods are glad to vewe sutche trothe belowe The heauens hopp to see sutche Constance flowe But where fonde luste doeth leade firme loue awrie And fickle toies in feeble fancie falls And foule delite doeth feede the wantons eye And stedfast harts are toste like Tennis balls There Pluto raignes with all his hounds of hell In irksome shame and smothryng smoke to dwell Oh what a praise hath Constance shinyng face What greater blott maie be then breache of loue The constant minde hath sodaine change in chace But thei that will of eury water proue Shall drinke sowre whey in steede of sirup sweete For licrus lusts a licour fitte and meete Tenne thousande false I finde where one is true With faithe for sworne loe eury face apears These faithlesse fooles that chaunge for eury newe Doe looke full smothe yet proue but scrattyng Brears Since foule deceipts hath filde the worlde with vice We ought to giue dame Constance all the