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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

Hath sowne in thee such seedes you ought to weede with teares And life that shall succeede when death is worne and past Shall spring for euer then in ioy or payne to last Where death on life hath power ye see that life also Hath mowen the fruites of death which neuer more shall grow FINIS W. Hunis 2. Who waighteth on this wauering world and veweth ech estate By triall taught shall learne it best to liue in simple rate AMid the vale the slender shrubbe is hid from all mishap when taller tree that standes alofe is rent with thunder clap The turrets tops which touche the cloudes are beat with euery blast Soone shiuered are their stones with storme and quickly ouercast Best bodied tree in all the wood for timber beame is found And to the axe the stūrdiest oke doth yeld and fall to ground The highest hill doth soonest feele the flash of lightninges flame And soone decayes the pompe and pride of high renowned name Of all the Heard the hunteman seekes by proofe as doth appeare with double forked arrow head to wounde the greatest Deare The haughtiest head of all the droue enioyest the shortest life And staines the slaughter house with bloud at pricke of Butchers knife Thus what thing highest place attaines is soonest ouerthrowne UUhat euer Fortune sets aloft she threates to throw it downe And though no force resist thy power and seeke thee to confounde Yet doth the paise of waighty thinges decline it selfe to grounde For restlesse tipe of rowlling wheele example hath it tride To heauie burden yeeld it must full soone and slippe aside UUhat vailes the riche his bed of Doune the sighes for sleeplesse thought what time in couche of flocke the poore sleepes sound and feareth nought At homely boorde his quiet foote his drinkes in treene be tane when oft the proude in cuppes of golde with wine receiue their bane The bed the boord they dread in doubt with traine to be opprest when fortune frownes their power must yeeld as wire vnto the wrest who so thou be that sits alowe and tread the valleyes pathe Thou needes not feare the Thunder boltes of mightie Ioue his wrathe If Icarus had not presumed too high to take his flight He had not yet bene drowned in Seas that now Icarian hight If Phaeton had not enterprised to guide his fathers seate His fiers had not inflamed the worlde nor beene destroyed with heate But who so climes aboue the meane there is no hope of stay The higher vp the sooner downe and neerer his decay Then you that here in pompe are plaste to guide the golden mace Let Crowne and Scepter both obay the meane of vertues race For neither shall renowmed vertue see the pitte of hell Nor yet in tombe of Marble stone she shall abide to dwell And in that tombe full brauely deckte when that she shall depart God sende her rest and all thinges well according to desarte But from Sepulcher flies she hence beyond the skies aboue And glistering in the blisfull starres she raignes with mighty Ioue FINIS Iasper Heiwood 3. The perfect trial of a faithful friend NOt staied state but feeble staie not costly robes but bare araie Not passed wealth but present want not heaped store but slender skant Not plenties purse but poore estate not happy hap but froward fate Not wish at will but want of ioy not hearts good health but hearts anoye Not freedomes vse but prisoners thrall not costly seate but lowest fall Not weale I meane but wretched woe doth truely trie the friend from foe And naught but froward fortune proues who fauning feines or simply loues FINIS M. Yloop. 4. Being asked the occasion of his white head he answereth thus WHere sighing sighes and sorrow sobbes Hath slaine the slippes that Nature set And scalding showers with stonie throbbes The kindly sappe from them hath fet what wonder then though that you see Upon my head white heares to be UUhere thought hath thrilde and throwne his speares To hurt the heart that harmeth him not And groning griefe hath ground forth teares Myne eyne to stayne my face to spot what wonder then though that you see Upon my head white heares to be UUhen pinching paine himselfe hath plaste There peace with pleasures were possest And where the walles of wealth lye waste And pouertie in them is prest what wonder then though that you see Upon my head white heares to be UUhere wretched woe will weane her webbe UUhere care the clewe can catche and cast And flouds of ioy are fallen to ebbe So loe that life may not long last what wonder then though that you see Upon my head white heares to be These heares of age are messengers which bid me fast repent and praie They be of death the Harbingers That doth prepare and dresse the way wherefore I ioye that you may see Upon my head such heares to bee They be the lines that lead the length How farre my race is for to runne They say my youth is fled with strength And how old age is weake begunne The which I feele and you may see Upon my head such lines to bee They be the stringes of sober sounde Whose Musicke is harmonicall Their tunes declare a time from grounde I came and how thereto I shall Wherefore I ioy that you may see Upon my head such stringes to bee God graunt to those that white heares haue No worse them take then I haue ment That after they be layed in graue Their soules may ioy their liues well spent God graunt likewise that you may see Upon your head such heares to bee FINIS W.H. 5. Beware of had I wist BEware of had I wist whose fine bringes care and smart Esteeme of all as they deserue and deeme as deemde thou art So shall thy perfect frend enioy his hoped hire And faithlesse faunyng foe shall misse th'effect of his desire Good will shall haue his gayne and hate shall heape despight A faithlesse frend shall finde distrust and loue shall reape delight Thy selfe shall rest in peace thy frend shall ioy thy fate Thy foe shall fret at thy good happe and I shall ioy thy state But this my fond aduise may seeme perchaunce but vayne As rather teaching how to lose then how a frend to gayne But this not my intent to teach to finde a frende But safely how to loue and liue is all that I intende And if you proue in part and finde my counsell true Then wish me well for my good will tis all I craue adue FINIS My lucke is losse 6. M. Edwardes May. WHen May is in his prime then may eche hart reioyce When May bedeckes ech branch with greene eche bird streines forth his voyce The liuely sap creepes vp into the bloming thorne The flowres which cold in prison kept now laughes the frost to scorne All Natures Impes triumphes whiles ioyfull May doth last UUhen May is gone of all the yeare the pleasaunt time is past May makes the chearefull

and to descende in sight Though farre vnfit and mates vnmeete with mortall men to fight Too late alas we wish his life too soone deceiues vs Death Too little wit we haue to seeke the dead agayne to breath UUhat helpelesse is most carelesse be as Natures course doth show For death shall reape what life hath sowen by nature this we know UUhere is that fierce Achilles fled where is king Turnus shroude UUhat is become of Priamus state where is Periander proude Hector Hanno Hanniball dead Pompei Pirrhus spild Scipio Cyrus Caesar slayne and Alexander kild So long there Fortune fast did flow and charged Fame to sound Till frowning Fortune foild by fate which fawning Fortune found Shun Fortunes feakes shake Fortune of to none is Fortune sound Sith none may say of Fortune so I Fortune faithfull found Behold where Fortune flowed so fast and fauoured Saunders lure Till fickle Fortune false agayne did Saunders death procure Loe clothed cold in cloddes of clay in drossie dust remaine By fate return'd from whence he came to his mothers wombe agayne UUho welnigh thirtie yeares was Iudge before a Iudge did fall And iudged by that mighty Iudge which Iudge shall iudge vs all The heauens may of right reioyce and earth may it bewayle Sith heauen wan and earth hath lost the guide and arke of vayle The gayne is much our losse is great their mirth our mone is such That they may laugh as cause doe yeld and we may weepe as much O happy he vnhappy we his hap doth aye encrease Happy he and haplesse we his hap shall neuer cease We liue to dye he died to liue we want and he possest UUe bide in bandes he bathes in blisse the Gods aboue him blest Beyng borne to liue he liued to dye and dyed to God so playne That birth that life that death doe shew that he shall liue agayne His youth to age his age to death his death to fame applied His same to time his time to God thus Saunders liued and dyed O happy life O happier death O ten times happy he Whose hap it was such hap to haue a Iudge this age to be Oh ioyfull time Oh blessed soyle where Pallas rules with wit O noble state O sacred seate where Saba sage doth sit Like Susan sound like Sara sad with Hesters Mace in hand With Iudithes sword Bellona like to rule this noble land I had my will you haue your wish I laugh reioyce you may I wanne now much you gayne no lesse to see this happy day Wherein I dyed wherein you liue oh treble happy cost Wherein I ioyed in glory great wherein you triumph most Kneele on your knees knocke hard your brests sound forth the ioyfull drome Clap loude your handes sound Eccho say the golden world is come Reioyce you Iudges may of right your mirth may now be such As neuer earst you Iudges had in England mirth so much Here Cuma is here Sibill reignes on Delphos seate to sit Here she like Phaebus rules that can Gordius knot vnknit I liued to Nature long inough I liued to honour much I liued at wish and died at will to see my countrey such As neither needes it Numas lawes nor yet Apollos sweard For mauger Mars yet Mars shalbe of this our Queene afeard O pearelesse pearle O Diamond deare O Queene of Queenes farewell Your royall Maiestie God preserue in England long to dwell Farewell the Phaenix of the world farewell my soueraigne Queene Farewell most noble vertuous Prince Mineruas mate I weene No Iewell Gemme no Gold to giue no Pearles from Pactol●s loe No Persian Gaze no Indian stone no Tagus sandes to show But faith and will to natiue soyle a liue and dead I finde My hart my minde my loue I leaue vnto my Prince behinde Farewell you Nobles of this land farewell you Iudges graue Farewell my felowes frendes and mates your Queene I say God saue What rise in time in time doth fall what floweth in time doth ebbe What liues in time in time shall dye and yeld to Parcus webbe The Sunne to darcknesse shalbe turn'd the starres from skyes shall fall The Moone to bloud the world with fire shalbe consumed all As smoke or vapour vanish straight as bubbles rise and fall As cloudes doe passe or shadow shiftes we liue we dye so all Our pompe our pride our triumph most our glory great herein Like shattering shadow passe away as though none such had bin Earth Water Ayre and Fire as they were earst before A lumpe confused and Chaos call'd so shall they once be more And all to earth that came from earth and to the graue descende For earth on earth to earth shall goe and earth shalbe the end As Christ ascended vp the cloudes so Christ in cloudes shall come To Iudge both good and bad on earth at dreadfull day of dome From whence our flesh shall rise agayne euen from the drossie dust And so shall passe I hope vnto the Mansion of the iust FINIS Lodowicke LLoyd 33. His good name beyng blemished he bewayleth FRam'd in the front of forlorne hope past all recouerie I stailes stand tabide the shocke of shame and infamie My life through lingring long is lodg'd in lare of lothsome wayes My death delayed to keepe from life the harme of haplesse dayes My sprites my hart my witte and force in deepe distresse are dround The onely losse of my good name is of these griefes the ground And since my mynde my wit my head my voyce and toung are weake To vtter moue deuise conceiue sound forth declare and speake Such pearsing plaintes as aunswere might or would my wofull case Helpe craue I must and craue I will with teares vpon my face Of all that may in heauen or hell in earth or ayre be found To waile with me the losse of myne as of these griefes the ground Helpe Gods helpe saints helpe sprites powers that in the heauen do dwel Helpe ye that are aye wont to waile ye howling houndes of hell Helpe man helpe beastes helpe birdes wormes that on the earth doth toyle Helpe fish helpe foule that flockes and feedes vpon the salt sea soyle Helpe Eccho that in the ayre doth flee shrill voyces to resound To waile this losse of my good name as of these griefes the ground FINIS E. O. 34. Of Fortunes power POlicrates whose passing hap caus'd him to lose his fate A golden ring cast in the seas to chaunge his constant state And in a fish yet at his bourd the same he after found Thus fortune loe to whom she takes for bountie doth abound The mizers vnto might she mountes a common case we see And mightie to great miserie she sets in low-degree UUhom she to day doth reare on hye vpon her whirling wheele To morow next she dingeth downe and casteth at her heele No measure hath she in her giftes she doth reward ech sort The wise that counsell haue no more then fooles that maketh sport She vseth

the blossomes good or no Then doe not iudge of me the worse till you haue tried me so As I deserue so then reward I make you iudge of all If I be false in worde or deede let Lightning thunder fall And furies Fell with franticke fittes bereaue and staie my breathe For an example to the rest if I shall breake my faithe FINIS W. Hunnis Complayning of his mishap to his friend he complaineth wittely A. THe fire shall freeze the frost shall frie the frozen mountaines hie B. what straunge thinges hath dame natures force to turne her course awrie A. My loue hath me left and taken a new man B. This is not straunge it happes oft times the truth to scan A. The more is my payne B. her loue then refrayne A. who thought she would flit B. eche one that hath wit A. Is this not straunge B. light loue will chaunge A By skilfull meanes I here reclayme to stoupe vnto my lure B. Such haggard Haukes will soare away of them who can be sure A. With siluer belles and hoode my ioy was her to decke B. She was full gorgde she would the sooner giue the checke A. the more is my payne B. her loue then refrayne A. UUho thought she would flit B. eche one that hath wit A. Is not this straunge B. light loue will chaunge A. Her chirping lips should chirpe to me sweete wordes of her desire B. such chirping birdes who euer sawe to preach still on one Brire A. She sayd she loued me best and would not till she dye B. She sayd in wordes she thought it not as tyme doth trye A. The more is my payne B. her Loue then refrayne A. UUho thought she would flit B. ech one that hath wit A. Is not this straunge B. light Loue will chaunge A. Can no man winne a woman so to make her Loue endure B. To make the Foxe his wiles to leaue what man will put in vre A. why then there is no choyse but all women will chaunge B. As men do vse so some women do Loue to raunge A. The more is my payne B. her Loue then refrayne A. who thought she would flit B. ech one that hath wit A. Is not this straunge B. light Loue will chaunge A. Sith slipper gayne falles to my lot farewell that gliding pray B. Sith that the Dice doth run awrie betimes leaue of thy play A. I will no more lament the thing I may not haue B. Then by exchaunge the losse to come all shalt thou saue A. Loue will I refraigne B. thereby thou shalt gayne A. with losse I will leaue B. she will thee deceiue A. That is not straunge B. then let her raunge FINIS M. Edwardes No paynes comparable to his attempt LIke as the dolefull Doue delightes alone to bee And doth refuse the bloumed branche chusing the leaflesse tree whereon wailyng his chaunce with bitter teares besprent Doth with his bill his tender breast oft pearse and all to rent UUhose greeuous groninges tho whose gripes of pinyng payne whose gastly lookes whose bloudy streames out flowing from ech vayne UUhose falling from the tree whose panting on the grounde Examples be of myne estate tho there appeare no wounde FINIS W. Hunnis He repenteth his follie ALacke when I looke backe vpon my youth thats past And deepely ponder youthes offence and youthes reward at last With sighes and teares I say O God I not denie My youth with follie hath deserued with follie for to dye But yet if euer sinfull man might mercy moue to ruth Good Lord with mercy do forgiue the follies of my youth In youth I rangde the fieldes where vices all did grow In youth alas I wanted grace such vice to ouerthrow In youth what I thought sweete most bitter now do finde Thus hath the follies of my youth with follie kept me blind Yet as the Eagle castes her bill whereby her age renueth So Lord with mercy do forgiue the follies of my youth FINIS W. Hunnis No pleasure without some payne HOw can the tree but wast and wither away That hath not sometime comfort of the Sunne How can that flower but fade and soone decay That alwayes is with darke cloudes runne Is this a life nay death you may it call That feeles eche payne and knoweth no ioy at all What foodlesse beast can liue long in good plight Or is it life where sences there be none Or what auayleth eyes without their light Or els a tongue to him that is alone Is this a life nay death you may it call That feeles eche payne and knowes no ioy at all Whereto serue eares if that there be no sounde Or such a head where no deuise doth grow But all of plaintes since sorrow is the grounde Whereby the hart doth pine in deadly woe Is this a life nay death you may it call That feeles eche payne and knowes no ioy at all FINIS L. Vaux The fruite of feyned frendes IN choyse of frends what hap ha● I to chuse one of Sirens kinde Whose harpe whose pipe whose melodie could feede my eares make me blind UUhose pleasaunt voyce made me forget that in sure trust is great deceipt In trust I see is treason found and man to man deceiptfull is And where as treasure doth abounde of flatterers there do not misse UUhose painted speach and outward shew do seeme as frendes and be not so UUould I haue thought in thee to be the nature of the Crocadill UUhich if a man a sleepe may see with bloudy thirst desires to kill And thē with teares a while gan weepe that death of him thus slaine a sleepe O fauell false thou traitour borne what mischief more might thou deuise Then thy deare frend to haue in scorne and him to wound in sundry wise UUhich still a frend pretendes to be and art not so by proofe I see Fie fie vpon such trecherie W.H. If such false shippes do haunt the shore Strike downe the sayle and trust no more M Edwardes A Dialogue betwene a Gentleman and his Loue. A. SHall I no way win you to graunt my desire B. UUhat woman will graunt you the thing you require A. You onely to loue me is all that I craue B. You onely to leaue me is all I would haue A. My deare alas now say not so B. To loue you best I must say no 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. The swifter I follow then you flie away B. Swift haukes in their flying oft times misse their pray A. Yet some killeth deadly that flie to the marke B. You shall touch no feather therof take no carke A. Yet hope shall further my desire B. You blow the coales and rayse no fire 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.

haue a feined frend no perill like I finde Oft flering face may mantell best a mischief in the minde A paire of Angels eares oft times doth hide a Serpentes hart Under whose gripes who so doth come to late bewailes the smart wherfore I do aduise who so doth frend frend so As though to morrow next he should become a mortall foe Refuse respecting frendes that courtly know to fayne For gold that winnes for gold shall lose the selfe same frend agayne The quayle needes neuer feare the foulers netts to fall If he would neuer bend his eare to listen to his call Therfore trust not to soone but when you frend frend so As though to morrow next ye fearde for to become a fo FINIS L. Vaux He renounceth all the effectes of Loue. LIke as the Harte that lifteth vp his eares To heare the houndes that hath him in the chase Doth cast the winde in daungers and in feares UUith flying foote to passe away apace So must I flie of Loue the vayne pursute whereof the gayne is lesser then the fruite And I also must loth those learing lookes UUhere Loue doth lurke still with his subtile sleight with painted mockes and inward hidden hookes To trappe by trust that lyeth not in wayte The end whereof assay it who so shall As sugred smart and inward bitter gall And I must flie such Syrian songes Wherewith that Circes Vlisses did enchaunt These willie wattes I meane with filed tongues That hartes of steele haue power to daunt Who so as Hauke that stoopeth to their call For most deserte receiueth least of all But woe to me that first beheld these eyes The trappe wherein I say that I was tane An outward salue which inward me destroyes Whereto I runne as rat vnto her bane As to the fish sometime it doth befall that with the baite doth swallow hooke and all UUithin my breast wherewith I dayly fedde The vayne repast of amorous hote desire with loytering lust so long that hath me fedde Till he hath brought me to the flaming fire In time as Phenix endes her care and carkes I make the fire and burne my selfe with sparkes FINIS L. Vaux Bethinking himselfe of his end writeth thus WHen I behold the Baier my last and posting horse that bare shall to the graue my vile and carren corse Then say I seelie wretch why doest thou put thy trust In thinges either made of clay that soone will turne to dust Doest thou not see the young the hardie and the fayre that now are past and gone as though they neuer were Doest thou not see thy selfe draw hourely to thy last As shaftes which that is shot at birdes that flieth fast Doest thou not see how death through smiteth with his launce Some by warre some by plague and some by worldly chaunce UUhat thing is there on earth for pleasure that was made But goeth more swift away then doth the sommer shade Loe here the sommer flower that sprong this other day But winter weareth as fast and bloweth cleane away Euen so shalt thou consume from youth to lothsome age For death he doth not spare the Prince more then the Page Thy house shalbe of clay a clotte vnder thy hedde Untill the latter day the graue shalbe thy bedde Untill the blowing trompe doth say to all and some Rise vp out of the graue for now the iudge is come FINIS L. Vaux Beyng in Loue he complaineth ENforst by Loue and feare to please and not offend Within the wordes you would me write a message I must send A wofull errande sure a wretched man must write A wretched tale a wofull head beseemeth to indite For what can he but wayle that hath but all he would And yet that all is nought at all but lacke of all he should But lacke of all his minde what can be greater grief That haue and lacke that likes him best must needes be most mischief Now foole what makes thee waile yet some might say full well That hast no harme but of thy selfe as thou thy selfe canst tell to whom I aunswere thus since all my harmes do grow Upon my selfe so of my selfe some hap may come I trow And since I see both hap and harme betides to mee For present woe my after blisse will make me not forget thee UUho hath a field of gold and may not come therein Must liue in hope till he haue force his treasure well to win UUhose ioyes by hope of dread to conquere or to lose So great a wealth doth rise and for example doth disclose to winne the golden Fleece stoode Iason not in dread Till Medeas hope of health did giue him hope to speede Yet sure his minde was much and yet his feare the more That hath no hap but by your helpe may hap for to restore The raging Bulles he dread yet by his Ladies charme He knew it might be brought to passe they could do litle harme Unto whose grace yeld he as I do offer me Into your handes to hap not like him for to be But as king Priamus did yeld him to the will Of Cressed false which him forsooke with Diomede to spill So I to you commende my faith and eke my ioye I hope you will not be so false as Cressed was to Troye For if I be vntrue her Lazars death I wish And eke in thee if thou be false her clapper and her dish FINIS R. L. Beyng in trouble he writeth thus IN terrours trap with thraldome thrust Their thornie thoughtes to tast and trie In conscience cleare from cause vniust With carping teares did call and crie And sayd O God yet thou art he That can and will deliuer me Bis. Thus trembling there with teares I trod To totter tide in truthes defence With sighes and sobbes I sayd O God Let right not haue this recompence Least that my foes might laugh to see That thou wouldest not deliuer me Bis. My soule then to repentaunce ranne My ragged clothes all rent and torne And did bewaile the losse it wanne With lothsome life so long forlorne And sayd O God yet thou art he that can and will deliuer me Bis. Then comfort came with clothes of ioy whose seames were faithfull stedfastnesse And did bedecke the naked ●oe that earst was full of wretchednesse And sayd be glad for God is hee that shortly will deliuer thee FINIS W. Hunnis Being troubled in minde he writeth as followeth THe bitter sweate that straynes my yelded hart the carelesse count that doth the same imbrace The doubtfull hope to reape my due desarte The pensiue pathe that guides my restlesse race Are at such warre within my wounded brest As doth bereue my ioy and eke my rest My greedy will that seekes the golden gayne My lucklesse lot doth alway take in worth My mated minde that dreades my sutes in vayne My pitious plaint doth helpe to set it forth So that betwene two waues of raging Seas I driue my dayes in troubles and disease My