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death_n	body_n	life_n	word_n	5,550	5	4.0137	3	false

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A04794	Flovvers of epigrammes, out of sundrie the moste singular authours selected, as well auncient as late writers. Pleasant and profitable to the expert readers of quicke capacitie: by Timothe Kendall, late of the Vniuersitie of Oxford: now student of Staple Inne in London	Kendall, Timothy, fl. 1577.	1577 (1577)	STC 14927; ESTC S107994	86,662	304

thou must packe and so must I againe Bothe like as like maie be but thou livst merrier farre then I Thou livst and lovste not loue makes me a wretche to liue perdie Of his loue Caelia THe fire doeth tame the iron harde harde flinte the waters pearce Warme bloud doeth breake the Adamant as sundrie bookes rehearse But she whom I doe serue more harde then these repeted three Then Iron Flint or Adamant more rockie harde is she For ne my fire that burnes in breast ne teares from eyes that fall Nor spinnyng bloud from sanguine vaines maie make her rue her thrall Of Ioue A Swanne a Bull a Satyre wood and golde was Ioue aboue For L for E. for A. and D. with whom he was in loue To the Reader ALthough not thee I please my self thou reader maiest be gone Sufficient if the writers woorkes doe please hym self alone Of hym self THou laughst thou lowrst both glad sad thou bothe doest rest and raynge Suche is the life a louer leads thou lovste t is nothyng straynge IOANNES SECVNDVS Three Euills WHiche are three ills that mischefe men to know dost thou desire Haue here in few my frend exprest the Fem the Flud the Fire The riche old man of hym selfe WHen yong I was then poore I was ▪ now in my latter dayes With riches I abound ay mee vnhappie wretche both wayes When as I knewe some vse of goods I wanted euermore And now I know no vse of goods of goods I haue great store Of a Dwarfe A Dwarfe vppon a Pismyers backe did get hym vp to ride He deemd a tamed Oliphante he did as then bestride But while he did aduaunce hym selfe to bolde vppon his backe He tumbled downe and had a fall that made his guts crie quacke When as the Dwarfe was thus vnhorst each laught both great and small Why laugh you masters quoth the dwarfe what Phaëton had a fall Loue is vncurable AN hearb is found each hurte to helpe all soares haue salues we see Alone the wound that Cupid giues can neuer cured be SIMON VALLAMBERTVS AVALON To a couetous old Carle ALthough thy horie siluer heares as white as Lillies showe Although thou Pylius passe in yeares that liued long ago Although the teeth whiche thou hast bought nor crust can eate nor crumme Although vnto the brinke thou art of Stygian boate now come Yet naytheles whole Coffers cramd with coine thou still dost craue And bags byg bolne with mony muche thou still desirst to haue O dotyng sire these heapes of coine requires not Charon fell One silly pennie for his fare contenteth Charon well Of Codrus INto a princely Pallace proude built braue with Marble stone With ragged tattered torne attire poore Codrus would haue gonne So nakt quoth one ye come not here quoth Codrus no and why The gods are nakt and none but nakt must go to heauen perdie To Pansophus THough Pansophus thou pleasest none no maruell t is and why Thou pleasest ouermuch thy selfe proud Pansophus perdy To a Niggarde ALL thyng is dere thou saist wine vittayl corne and graine Yet miser vile well stored thou with all thyng dost remaine So thou to no man deere selst deere vnto the poore Alacke thou saist all things are deere deere must I sell therefore Ah sell thou miser as thou maist and shunne thou Vsury So shalt thou be to all men deere and dere to none perdie To a backbiter that was balde BAldsconse I nothyng haue vnto thee for to say But sure I laude thy locks which are gone from thy hed away To Achilles Combanus BRight Glory rayngyng here and there to seeke the shinyng bowre Where Vertue dwelt hapt on thy house of Vertue fragrant flower And so when Glory did perceaue that Vertue dwelt with thee Here will I rest quoth he thy guest I will Combanus be OVT OF GREEK EPIGRAMMES How to vse riches VSe riches those thou haste as though thou shouldest die Again as though thou shouldest liue thy goods spende sparynglie A prudent man is he whiche this consideyng well Doeth still obserue and keepe the meane whiche all thyng doeth excell Against riot GReate store of houses for to builde greate store of men to feede To come to pinyng penurie the verie pathe in deede Mannes miserie I Wept when I was borne and now at point of death I likewise weepe and weepe I shall while bodie beareth breath O wretched mortall man weake wofull pensiue sad Come life or death thou livst a wretche no comfort to be had Wiuyng twise HIs first wife dedde and laied in graue who doeth a seconde take To trie the seas againe hym self a shipman he doeth make Wedlocke VIrginitie surpasseth yet if all should virgines be Our life were vaine and none for to succede vs should we see Take therefore thou a wife and when that thou doest dye Leaue to the worlde and thee an heire and shunne adulterie Of a Thracian lad A Thracian boye well tipled all the daie Vpō a frozen ●pring did sport and plaie The slipper Ice with hefte of bodies swaie On sodaine brake and swapt his hed awaie That swam alofte belowe the carkas laie The mother came and bare the heade awaie When she did burie it thus gan she saie This brought I forth in flame his heirce to haue The rest amids the flood to find a graue Pittie and compassion A Fisher fishyng on the shore with anglyng pole in hande By hap a dedmans drowned scalpe drue vp vnto the lande With drerie looke when long he had behelde the sconse he founde With pittie prickt he tooke it vp to graue it in the grounde By Diggyng deepe it was his hap a hoorde of golde to finde Lo neuer vnrequited goes compassion curtuous kinde To Orestes preparyng to kill his mother WHere shovst thou in thy swoorde● through panche or pap so tender soft The bellic bredde and brought thee forthe the pappe did feede thee oft A prouerbe BEtwene thy vpper lip and of the cup the brinke Doe many thyngs fall out the whiche thou wouldst not thinke How death is hastened WHoso he be that lothyng life desireth soone to die Three things must folowe which are these Baines wine and Venerie Three thynges bothe hurt and helpe BAines women wine these three doe shorten life certaine Baines women wine these three doe lengthen life againe Nothyng hid from God. THou Caitiffe though thou doe conceale thy crimes from men belowe Yet them to God thou must reueale whether thou wilt or no. Fayned frendship NOt he so muche annoyes and hurtes that saies I am thy foe As he that beares a hatefull harte and is a frende to showe Warnde of my foe I shunne my foe but how should I take heede Of hym that faines hymself my frende when as he hates in deede Moste sure a wretched foe is he whiche frendship firme doeth faine And sekes by all the shifts he can his frende to put to paine To muche brynges lothsomnesse TO muche of any thyng is

all men SHun man shun oh soule slaiyng sinne serue God vnto thy graue Foule filthy foolish faulty folke the finds of hell shall haue Of Dearh THe regall kyng and crooked clowne all one alike Death driueth downe Death spareth no kinde NO state in earth we see but draweth to decay The Lyon made at last to smallest birds a pray Who riche who poore RIch who who cares for naught and is with small content Poore who coyn caring carles to pelf and paultry bent Labour killes loue IF that in toyle and takyng paine thy pleasure thou do put The fire doth die fond fancies flie Cupidos combe is cut The more a man hath the more he desireth AS riches rise mans nature is to grope and gape for more Men couet most when as their bags be cramd and stuft with store To Iesus Christe IF euer we thou loue I ioyfull am for aie If euer me thou leaue my soule doeth sorrowe staie If euer me thou loue thrise happie then am I If euer me thou leaue then out alas I dye If euer me thou loue abounde I doe in blisse If euer me thou leaue then all thyng doe I misse If euer thou me loue who then as I so glad If euer me thou leaue then who as I so sad If euer me thou loue thou euer makst me liue If euer me thou leaue deathes dart thou dost me giue If euer me thou loue who liues so glad as I If euer me thou leaue who dies so bad as I If euer me thou loue in heauē thou makst me dwell If euer me thou leaue thou driust me doune to hell Wherefore O louyng Lorde loue still to make me liue So shall I neuer leaue thee laude and praise to giue Of Pope Iulius 3. WEll tipled at the table once with drinke when Iulius sate A man whom wicked Rome her self did spight abhorre and hate As it is saied three boles at once for hym were ready made That he three burdens might at once in vessells three vnlade The first of all the vessells three he filde with vomit vile The next with pisse the other he with ordure did defile No man can doe twoo thyngs at once the prouerbe old doeth tell This was a passyng Pope I trowe that could doe three so well To Zoilus BArke Zoilus till thy beallie breake Of railyng thyne I will not reake Of an Astrnomer and a Plowman A Kyng sometyme determined an huntyng for to ride Of diuers persones did demaunde what weather would betide A student in Astronomie there standyng by did tell It would be faire so that his grace might ride on huntyng well A Plowman poore vnto the Prince gan thus replie againe Beleue hym not sur bide at home for sure I cham twull raine The kyng did laugh 〈◊〉 at last all businesse set aside ▪ The kyng with troup and all his traine doeth forthe on huntyng ride Not entred scant the wood but straite vppon the trees did dashe A powryng shower that paied them all and well the kyng did washe The prince the Plowman praisde and said looke thou where Starres do stand Poore Plowman and prowd Strologer take thou a whip in hand The like Astronomers to this we haue in Englande here More fitter for to till then tell except thei wiser were To Zoilus WHo hath bestowd vppon thy browe a garlande braue of Baie Suche as can clime Parnassus mount those leaues should decke alwaie To scoffers Zoilus suche as thou and suche as styng with tong To stingers suche a stingyng crowne of Nettelles doeth belong Of Zenabon WHile Zenabon vnhappie man did Venus pleasures proue His members vile were whipt awaie by her whom he did loue Anacharsis the Philosophers saying LIke as the webs which spiders spin ye see By subtile slight ●●●●angle take tye The feble small and sooly ●hiftes bee And let the bigger breake away and flie Like so the lawes the ●ower mean poore Do plague and 〈…〉 make to pay The noble man or ●oche enioying store With small ado quight scotfree scape away Otherwise and shorter AS Cobwebs catch the lesser flies and let the greater go So those of power and not the poore the Lawes doe fauour showe Precepts written to HENRY KNEVET gent. H Hurt not thy fo help still thy frend E Endure like DAMON to the end N Neglect not vertue vice eschew R Reward the good with guerdon due I In peace delight foule discorde flie E Eate so to liue liue so to dye K Know thou thy self soule slaiyng sinne N Nip in the head ere it begin E Endeuour not to clime to hye V Vse not the needy to denye E Exalt the hiest with praises oft T That thou mayst mount the skies aloft Preceptes written in his frend RICHARD WOODWARDS praier booke somtime his companion in OXFORD R Refrain from sinne I In vertue grow C Care for thy frend H Hate not thy foe A Abandon vice R Regard the wise D Delight in loue E Enuy dispise W Wyn wealth against O Olde age in youth O Order thy tongue D Declare the trueth W Ware pride t will haue A Alwaies a fall R Remember death ▪ D Dispatcheth all Of fower Beastes and the Spider THe Boare in hearing vs doth passe the Ape in tast the Linx in sight In smell the Gripe in fealing quick the Spider goes beyond vs quight Ite Venite GO ah a griping woord will be but Come a golden glad Come shall be sayd toth blessed good Go to the curssed bad Of the vanity of this world WHat profits pompe and glory of the world so wicked vaine Sith after death we crumbling dust and rotten bones remayne To Zoilus The Fem the Floud the Flame three mischefes Zoilus be But Zoile thy tongue a mischefe worse then these repeated three Of hym that marryes twise HIs first wife dead and ●aid in graue who doth a second seeke Vnto a momishe mariner and shipman he is leeke Who hauyng booke his bark and scapt with perrill great and paine The surgyng swallowyng swellyng seas assayes and tries againe Of a wife TO combersome a clog a wife is vnto man She neuer doth hym good nor profites him but whan She dyes and leaues to tread this toylsome worldly path And leueth in her sted the golde she hoorded hath The same and shorter A Husband of his wife hath neuer proffit saue When she doth leaue her goods behind and goes herselfe toth graue Bewtie and Vertue seldom coupled WHhere amerous bewtie braue doth bide doth vertue seld abound The canker couchyng commonly in fairest rose is found How the Papist praies THe Papist praies with mouth his minde on gatheryng woolle doeth goe Like to a iabberyng Ape whiche doeth naught els but mumpe and mowe Who takes the paines the profite gaines WHo crackes the Nut the kernell findes the taste the sweete that sweate The lasie Lurden liues in lacke and nothyng hath to eate Who poore THe wight that liues in want is not to be accounted poore But he that