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death_n	age_n	old_a	year_n	4,796	5	5.3056	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16813	VVits trenchmour in a conference had betwixt a scholler and an angler. Written by Nich Breton, Gentleman.	Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?	1597 (1597)	STC 3713; ESTC S104689	30,274	46

quā alterio Euery man had rather be his owne friende then his neighbours Oh qd the Angler but that is a rule against good fellowship Why so quoth the scholler I think he that will not prouide for his owne breakefast can hardly bid his friende to dinner Well sir quoth the Angler what say you to your sentence in this sence A young louer in a cold night gaue his wench his cloake and went himselfe in his doublet in the raine I say quoth the scholler loue is deerer then lyfe and therefore shée beeing the summe of his harts ioy hee preferred his Mistres before himselfe according to the custome of kinde harts Oh quoth the Angler such Louers in deede are pretty fooles like the bird that flies in the ayre and suffereth his henne to hatch her egges on his backe while hee flies vp and downe for meat for her dinner But in deede to tell you truth neerer is my skin then my coate and that is the plaine sence of your sentence Well then qd the scholler to goe on with another note Erustra sapit qui non sapit sibi He is a foole for all his wit that is not wise for himselfe Indeed quoth the Angler he that will till his neighbours ground before he hath done with his own may happen to haue Corne in the fielde when other haue theyr haruest in the Barne Indeed sir quoth the Scholler hee that doth for other for I thanke you till hee say to himselfe I beshrew you he may haue more kinde wit then commodious vnderstanding but by your leaue among many that haue béen studients in this course of instructiou I finde one notable vile creature whose philosophy I may rather call mortall then morrall his notes are so full of poyson to the spirit of all good disposition and this good old Gentleman his name was Machauile Oh quoth the Angler a vengeance of all villaines I thinke there was neuer such another hee hath left such deuiltish lessons to the worlde that I thinke hee will hardlie come at heauen I pray you sir quoth the Angler let mee intreate you to recite some of them I will tell you sir qd the scholler among many notes that I tooke ont of diuers places of his discourses I remember this was one of the first That it was good for a man of conscience to kéep the bands of his oath and yet when pollicie may purchase a good purse an oth hath béen ventered for a lesse matter then a million Ang. O bace companion a fit steward for the deuill to bring soules into hell A gentle instruction to perswade a couetous spirite to bring the body and soule to destruction But by your leaue he that will venture his own soule shall haue nothing to doe with my bodie Wel what was the next note Mary quoth the Scholler that Fathers in their gouernment should be feared of theyr Chyldren But quoth the Angler I am not of his minde in that poynt for loue bréedes more assurance then feare dooth cōfort But what els Sch. That it is good for Maisters to be bountifull to their seruaunts were it not that Keepers will say that fatte hounds will hunt but lazilie Yea quoth the Angler such lessons as these driues so many poore seruing men that pay for their owne liueries to runne on the skore for their breakefasts But I pray you what more Sch. That he that will not curtsie to a Milstone make musick to an Owle daunce trenchmore with an Ape and fall to wonder at a Wether-cocke may hope after nuts and pick on shells for his comfort Tush man qd the Angler are these of his notes Not in these wordes but to this effect aunswered the Scholler Indeede quoth the Angler now that I doe remember mée I thinke he that can carry a Ring in his mouth a booke vnder his arme a penne in his eare and a knife in his pocket may hap to make himselfe good chéere when better minds may misse their dinner but on with your notes I pray you Sir quoth the Scholler I will tell you I red in certaine notes of a scholler of his that a man that will thriue in the world must haue his eye vpon one his hand vpon another his foote vpon the third and his tongue for the fourth but hée must not set his hart vpon any of them for if he grow in loue with a woman or in league with a friend so farre that he commit his secrets to his keeping his head is vnder an others girdle his purse at an others commaund and his wits in an others keeping and then for lack of a little discretion he may euen goe currant for a foole Oh this was a pretty scholler at the deuills Alphabet quoth the Angler was not Timon of Athens one of the fathers of his church who gaue counsaile to the afflicted to hang themselues for their comfort I thinke he was quoth the scholler but God blesse euery good spirit from such a wicked kind of humor But to goe on I red further that it was no little proofe of wit to finde out a prodigall heire to vse him like a younger brother and if there were euer a Lawyer of a large conscience what a bribe might doo for a conueiance Oh quoth the Angler the pillary is a sit window for such villaines to looke out at But are these the best notes that you remember in his studie Not the best quoth the scholler nor the worst but as they come into my head I tell you them I pray you sir quoth the Angler haue you not beene a little red in historiographie or doo you not remember anie pretty accident that hath fallne out in your trauaile which in the discourse of your kindnes might doe well to entertaine the tyme with Trulie quoth the Scholler I was neuer any great historian neither hath my trauaile beene long yet haue I seene more then I haue read but of eyther as time will giue mée leaue I will tell you a little to laugh at First touching histories or rather indeed fained tales as good as fables I red in a booke whose Author I haue forgotten a discourse of a man whose name I found not written but sith the matter is somewhat fresh in memory I will as neere as I can recite it and thus it was There was an old man of more age then grace who hauing spent all his youth in byrding fell in his elder yeeres to Conny-catching but when the arest of Time brings the long day to a darke night that no coine coulde make excuse for none appearance vpon the sommon Death would be satis-fied with no aunswere but depart thys old fellow hauing a young son much after the gréedy humor of his grosse Sire before hee ended his life close at his bedds side deliuering him vp the keyes of his Coffers left him thys lessen for a farewel My boy qd he if thou wilt be wise and take heede I leaue thee enough to keepe thee