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A06166	The famous, true and historicall life of Robert second Duke of Normandy, surnamed for his monstrous birth and behauiour, Robin the Diuell VVherein is contained his dissolute life in his youth, his deuout reconcilement and vertues in his age: interlaced with many straunge and miraculous aduentures. VVherein are both causes of profite, and manie conceits of pleasure. By T.L. G.	Lodge, Thomas, 1558?-1625.	1591 (1591)	STC 16657; ESTC S109566	59,414	92

the chiefest creatures but haue imployed it worse than bruite beasts Oh how my soule groaneth within me and my inward bowells are gréeued in my bodie Lord thou hast made me but I haue martered me thou hast saued me I haue shamed thee thou hast elected me I haue reiected thee mine impenitence hath wrought thy impatience oh enter not into the fulnes of my sinne least I aduenture the furie of thy sword the vale of heauinesse ouercladdeth me the hope of heauenlinesse is clowded from me Oh that the hils would fall vpon me or that the depth might deuoure me oh that I had neuer been borne or had euer béen better Lord it is iustice I merite condemnation I deserue affliction and no fauour damnation no preseruation commination from thée not combination with thee Oh my soule groane for my sins greeue at my shames Oh happie were my soule if griefe could suffice oh my soule rent at thy vnrighteousnesse melt at thy murther or happie were my soule if remorse would suffice but my portion is in the graue not among the iust amōg the defiled ones and not the reconciled ones I am heauy my God but why call I him mine whom I haue blasphemed I am sorie my God as if sorrowe would satisfie the excesse of sinne Oh no I am vnworthie to behold heauen to conceaue hope to intreate mercie to promise amends but damnation oh the bitter wound of damnation that threatneth me that killeth me In these desperate and sorrowing tearmes spent hée the most part of the night neither receauing sustenance nor inioying sleepe his cléere complexion became pale his strong limmes grewe lither and hée that before time thought himselfe more woorthie than the King of heauen now thought himselfe vnwoorthie to tread vppon the earth By this time the memorie of his sinnes assayled him anewe and a hidden working from aboue dispersed the clowdie passions of his thought in such manner as wée sée a faire and pleasant breath of winde which during the extreame heate of the Sunne tempereth the furie of the same in which manner I leaue him till the morning How a Hermit found Robin the Diuell sore wounded and relieued him confirming him in his repentance with his wonderfull perswasions how he dealt with his followers and his entended voyage to Roome The day gan no sooner to discouer dimming the brightnesse of the Starres with a more radiant cléerenes but an old Hermit who had sequestred himselfe from the world after hee had sayd his morrowe Masse walked abroad to take the aire and as he trauailed through many beautifull paths wherein he was accustomed in great deuotion to meditate at last he arriued where Robert lay altogether bathed in his bloud and so ouercome with dispayre that he continually languished till it pleased death to yeeld a finall period to his pensiuenes The good old man seeing his personage comely his apparell courtly his wounds déepe his daunger great approached more néere him and reuiuing him with fountaine water which sprong very neere at hand hée brought him into some remembraunce of himselfe at last with much perswasion he led him to his Hermitage where after some refection taken and his wounds bound vp Robert began to breake out into these termes Ah olde man how fond art thou to foster a viper in thy bosome and a villaine in thy bed why permittest thou not that I sleepe with death who am alreadie damned and may dye without merrie who haue liued by nought but murther The olde man amazed to beare his cursed melancholie knowing that desperate wounds require most of al yrksome medicines began thus Ah my sonne gather thy spirits together it is fondnesse in thée to desire death and policie in me to protract life by the one thou shalt loose occasion of repent by the other recouer meanes of amendes Thou art no viper my sonne thy sting is blunted and these deawes of teares thou powrest in my bosome are sinewes and strings to drawe thée to heauen thou art not damned for the knowledge of thy sinne is a mighty step to thy repentance thou canst not dye without mercy since thou wert borne in mercy neyther will he that made thee to shew his power suffer thee in thy repentance for to perish Hast thou bin a murtherer a great escape my sonne a breach of Commandement a hainous sinne but is not God mercifull to forgiue beyond our conceit He knew thée in thy Mothers woombe and ordained thée to an end he limited the dayes of thy life and thine houres were not vnknowne vnto him and all this was done by ordinance of his secret will and not without the mightie hand of his mercie Thou hast caryed vncleane ●ands borne a corrupt heart béen prodigall in disobedience prone to contempt these are the fruites of thy olde man which shew God what he is and his mercy how great it is Oh my Sonne God is tempted as much in suspect of his mercie as in neglect of his iustice for his mercie exceedeth all his works I will teach thee and my words shall sauour vnto righteousnes The hand that gouerneth all things is deuine the works of God admit no limits and his wayes are vnknowne he ballanceth not sinnes by our proportion nor condemneth by worldly iudgement Be confident therefore and serue the Lord in feare and trembling Suppose all things wicked that is in thee and confesse thy wickednes beyond measure Detest that which thou hast pursued be penitent in that thou hast defaulted If the Lord looke vpon thee in mercie thy soule shall feele it yea thy raynes shall waxe hote and thy spirit moued neyther feare thou if terrour assayle thee beyonde measure for the hand is mightie that helpeth thee Dread not my sonne feare not boldly disburthen thy minde of vncleannes and powre out thy soule before thy God and weepe with contrition for in so doing assure thee thy teares are lacked vp in his bottle looke what is betweene the East and West so farre will he separate thy sinnes from thee if thou repent thee Robert hearing hereof began to gather hart but calling to minde what he had before time heard of the learned Clearks of Normandy how there are some sinnes which are against the holy Ghost which are neyther forgiuen in this life nor in the life to come he began to beate his breast his eyes stared his heare stoode vpright and as if he had Bemboes vision he began to cast away all hope of mercie crying out in this manner ô etiam in spiritum sanctum peccaui nulla remissio sempiterna condemnatio The ould man hearing this extreame allegation cast himselfe prostrate on his face crying out vnto the heauens O ah occultis criminibus liberanos domine Hold back my Sonne thou art too forward deferre to presume on that sinne which thou canst not define neyther obiect that to thy selfe which dependeth on the Iudge thy déedes are written but to God belongeth mercie It is doubted whether presuming too

such sort as if Nature should make a laborinth for Loue Loue could not wish a sweeter laborinth Midst euery pleight were certayne spheares of Pearles and Diamonds which with the excellencie of their purenesse gaue no little grace to her hayres perfection her browes not so hard as Iuorie but more whiter intermedled with some delicate vermilion her eyes in puritie like the Carbunckle lightning y ● darkest thoughts in effect like the Leadstone drawing the most indurate harts concluding all passions in themselues in that they were the rootes of passions her cheekes like two orbes of rubies participating the whitenes of the Lillie her lips resembling the Roses being limits of more wonder than either toong can expresse or eye behold Oh how may men that surfet in conceit expresse in pen Suppose the attire answerable to the person the person excéeding report and in a word imagine Auberts happines who might behold so faire and enioy so faire and looking on the outward perfections boldly auer ●his Quae latent meliora puto In this sort both these Princes rode together till such time as their traine had rowsed a mightie Hart and vncoopled their howndes when each one intentiuely followed the game inforcing himselfe either to shewe his good horsemanship or woodmanship the rocks resounded with the cryes the woods ecchoed at their clamours In this sort spent they the morning till about Noonesteede when the Sunne was in the South at that time shining in his greatest mightines Aubert being attainted with heate entered the thickest of the wood hoping to obtaine some cold shelter where he might rest himselfe for a while and rid himselfe of his wearynes But the further he walked the more was his wonder for ●n euery side Nature had been so prodigall of hir power that the eye could not behold too much nor the thought imagin so much Heere saw he a faire delicious brooke recording musick in his course being christall in cleerenes enuironed with faire Ceders so orderly aranged as Arte could not in more excellence exemplifie the effects of perfection On that side a closed Arbor beawtifyed with Roses paued with Uiolets on the top whereof the byrds with melodious musick animated the flowres and the flowres assisted by the Westerne coole wyndes seemed to daunce for delight and to florish Heere within for the selfe same occasion of refection Editha had withdrawne her selfe who in her solitarinesse bethinking her selfe of her fortunes her decaying beawtie her detested barrainnesse the lost labor of her husband the last limmit of her happinesse her imperfection the period of hys pleasure hys pensiuenesse the onely fruite of her imperfection in these tearmes bitterly bemoned her selfe whilst Aubert little suspecting her presence yet willing to heare the sequell of her feminine complaint closely shrowded himselfe neere the Arbor whilst in this sort she desperatly complayned O Nature too naturall vnto same but too negligent on my behalfe who yeelding the basest tree his blossome the tallest pine his apple the weakest stalke his flowre the wasted fielde his spring hast bequeathed increase to all things and bereaued me of increase thou hast made mee faire but vnfortunate a Princesse but impregnant making me in desire as ritch as any in defect as wretched as the most Oh hadst thou been as fauourable to mee as to the Lionesse in bequeathing me one princely sonne I might then haue exclaimed on Destenie if I had lost him and not haue disclaimed delight in that I euer lack him But thou art like the veruen Nature poyson one wayes and pleasure an other feeding me with grapes in shewe lyke to Darius Uine but not in substance lyke those of Vermandois Thou art a partiall mistresse pleased in thy secrecie peremptorie in thy seueritie But why blame I Nature and accuse not Fortune she is the mistresse of tyme and the minister of tiranny supplanting Nature in some things and desert in all things But why blame I Fortune who is only actiue in ●utabilities of estate not in hidden causes of Nature You are they O Destenies whome neyther teares may attaint prayers perswade vowes preuent or sighes prouoke you haue made Nature a stepdame ordayned Fortune my foe and by your secret influence haue preuented my desired fauours Alas poore vnhappie Ladie borne to neglect be witched with necessities why liue I to bée a byword of the world for my b●●rainesse O my Soule were Death as partiall as thou impatient he could not be so forward to destroy as thou to dye In this sort with many bitter sighes she abruptlie finished washing her louely visage with luke warme teares beating her amiable breasts with bitter strokes till finally shee burst out into this finall outrage Well you heauens since you neglect me I respect you not if God vouchsafe me no some the Deuill send me one so though my woomb be wretched in beating yet happely I shall escape the scandale of vnfruitfulnes Aubert not able to endure any longer to heare her lament brake off her impious discourse by his vnexpected presence where beholding his beloued Editha hathed in teares subdued with sighes and blushing for that she was bewrayed he thus began to comfort●●● Ah my Editha the Creature must not warre with the Creator nor expostulate vnkindnesse with God who bestoweth mercies for good deserts and miseries for neglect of duetie he is not tyed to our will but we ordered by his power sooner fauouring those by whome hee is feared than such who would force Destenie which will not be defrauded What though my Princesse thou art Childlesse yet art thou not comfortlesse What though as yet dispossessed of a Sonne yet not disappointed of thy hope The Trees that are longest in growth are fastest in roote where as Flowres haue but their morning's flourish and their euenings funerall Thou art yet yong and meete for increase faire and fit for fancie ordained before thou be a Matron to become a Mother Frullick Editha me thincks I see a Babe sucking at these breastes an Infant dallying in this bosome and a Sonne who shall pay thée with as many smiles as thou hast been pained with millions of sighes so saying he sweetlie embraced her and finding a fit oportunitie wherein both he and she might communicate their fancies he dried vp the tears from her eyes with his kisses and foulding his armes about her necke left such a pledge with her of her most desired pleasure that as the most Historiographers auerre hee in that place begat her with childe After many their delicious encounteries and interchaunge of affections they both of them arose and went to horse and were no sooner issued frō the thicket but they met with their whole traine who presented the Duke and Dutches with the pray they had taken which kind couple in returning homewards with priuie smiles discouered their pleasant pastimes The Duke reioycing to see his Princesses merrie Editha ioyfull in that she hoped to be a mother How Aubert by the commaundement of Pepin King