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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A18760	A pleasaunte laborinth called Churchyardes chance framed on fancies, vttered with verses, and writte[n] to giue solace to euery well disposed mynde: wherein notwithstanding are many heauie epitaphes, sad and sorowfull discourses and sutche a multitude of other honest pastymes for the season (and passages of witte) that the reader therein maie thinke his tyme well bestowed. All whiche workes for the pleasure of the worlde, and recreation of the worthie, are dedicated to the right honourable sir Thomas Bromley knight, lorde Chancelour of Englande.; Churchyardes chance	Churchyard, Thomas, 1520?-1604.	1580 (1580)	STC 5250; ESTC S105045	53,461	90

thy vertues all Come wandryng wights y t seekes for happ in wilde depe streams flods And se with feelyng sence what gifts in Cicill growes buds I praies the name and blesse the plot and kisse suche perfit grounde That yeelds suche fruit and doeth in deede in blessed things abounde If tong had arte to showe at full the fulnesse of this soile The tong should worke and pē should cease or serue in place of foile To set forthe fame of lande vnknowne yet knowne to skilfull men And knowne againe to Gods thē selues that rules bothe tong pen. Finis A matter of repulce goyng to the Sea WHen will and winde doe iarre and Neptune proues a foe A man maie venter farre yet haue no powre to goe Admit that Ioue doe smile if other Gods doe lowre We must abide a while and watche the happie howre For eury God in Skies a seurall nature haue And sure greate quarrells rise by suites that men doe craue Of Gods whose sondrie moods a masse of matter showes Some are the Gods of goods and where that Fortune flowes Thei followe tide and tyme and some are Gods of game And some in clouds doe clime and flies as faste as Fame Some alwaies like the seas and some the lande embrace Some lou's to take their ease and quaff's and bibbs a pace Some are the Gods of graine and flowrs and fruit's likewise So now to breake my braine about these Gods in Skies It were but labour loste yet how should people saile Or ride to any coste when hope of Gods doe faile First proue a courage bolde and goe to féeld and fright If Mars his loue waxe cold ye shalbe conquerd streight Where Venus frounes make loue and see what lucke ye finde If Oelus liste not moue in vaine ye looke for winde So many thyngs by name are rulde through Gods in aire And Gods good lucke doe frame in weather foule or faire But Gods doe dwell so hye and I so lowe remaine I knowe not where to crie nor yet to whom complaine A greater greef I feele a fortune somwhat strange So swift tourns Fortunes wheele that still the winde doeth change When I to shipp would goe no soner tourne I backe But streight a gale doeth blowe where I the winde did ●icke This prou's like eurie suite that I doe take in hande For others catche the fruite when at reward I stande My Deastnie is enrould O maister of Roulls I feare Where winde doeth blowe so cold there comes no Sommer theare And though that Sonne doe shine it giu's but little heate Some saie worse lucke is myne and my mishap is greate Thus here in verse I showe what winde doeth me a reste In hope before I goe the winde mill bloweth at Weste Till then my penne shall walke where I doe finde good will To make my freends to talke on Churchyardes fortune still FINIS Of one that for vertues sake honored a freend AS freendship is a league of Loue and showes the harte within So some affection is the ground wheron it doth begin And reason offreth causes why sutche freendship breeds in thought Thus reason is the kindly cause that all these things hath wrought Some hold opinion fancie works by secret motions sweete A meane to make the honest minde and faithfull frendship meete Deserts dare claime no place hereof for where good turns haue past Small fauour comes and world forgetts the plain good will at last Then reason from affection brought must nedes the cause perswade Wherewith the fancie workes the webbe and so is freendship made When man and woman is in frame and shapt as I haue saied Their hartes prepars a perfite place where frendship maie be staied Wée see eare pleasures are possest or any profite rise A choice or likyng knitts the knot of freendship with the wise The iudgement doeth election make when all affects are blinde And freendship triumphes in no where but in a noble minde It scornes to dwell with daintie freaks that flickers here and there And flitts as feathers doe with winde and restes no certaine where The worthie wights that wisely waies y t weight of méere good wil Are chéefest mansion house and seate for worthy fréendship still But loe a question now doeth rise I doe demaunde to knowe Of fréendships rule or reasons lore whiche maie the furthest goe First fréendship marcheth formost man and leau's behinde the rest Then reason comes in second rancke and seeks to doe his best Yet freendship is not greater sure then reason in degree For freendship is but very bare where reason wants you see When witte hath well conceiu'd a cause by rule and reasons greate Then frendship showes this force at full as fire by flame shoes heate I knowe not well whiche ruleth moste the reason that I haue Or els the frendship that I beare where faithe doeth frendship craue Good reason leads my fancie forthe affection yeelds thereto And freendship followes on as faste as freendship ought to doe Thus loe my reason and my sence in frendships league is bound Whiche bondage is but free consent for freendly fauour found FINIS ¶ VVritten from the Countrey twentie yere agoe to one that poorely remaines at the Courte yet WHo spends his tyme in Court God knowse Maie happ to winne and sure to lose For losse is liker there to fall Then any happie chaunce at all Yet some cold Courtiars daiely thinke That at the spryng a man maie drinke The Welle hedde maie be stopt you see Then emptie must the Bocketts bee Where many drawe and preace is greate Or thousands doe the Market beate There things are skant and ware is deart The moe the geasts the barer cheare The Court is like a Mearmaids song That flattereth many people long And paieth them with a priuie nippe First braurie brings a begerly whippe And nexte vaine hope doeth lead the blinde To looke for that thei neuer finde Some set for birdes and catche a Gnatt And some doeth lose bothe leane and fatt I muse how men bewitched are To sitte in Court to gase and stare Eche one vpon an others face Maie herein resteth all the grace The Peacocke prides hym in his plume And doeth bothe tyme and wealth consume In pikyng of his feathers gaie The Cousloppe not so braue in Maie Is Courtiar is that clapps on all Who hopes for Larkes when skie doth fall Some drawes to Court when all is gon And those are called hangers on That neither wagies haue ne fee But thether come to heare and see And rubbe out tyme with lickyng crommes That droppeth out of hongrie thommes That saues a crust for Kate at home And some there be that vse to rome And prouleth for a pittaunce bare Where often emptie dishes are Some thrusteth all into the poke And hideth Manchetts vnder cloke And many other morsells sweete The almes whiche poore should haue in streete Is montcht in corners by sutche meane It is no shame to carry cleane Thei