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A01467 Theyr dedes in effecte my lyfe wolde haue Stephen Wynton. Your dedes in effecte that made your lyfe braue / H.S. Gardiner, Stephen, 1483?-1555.; H. S. 1548 (1548) STC 11593.5; ESTC S2992 886 2

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THeyr dedes in effecte my lyfe wolde haue Theyr wordes do pretende my lyuynge to craue Theyr dedes I drede not theyr wordes beynge suche I drede and regarde in maner as moche My lyfe is but vyle I esteme as lyght Then shulde I in gooddes or lyuynge delyght Whom matters and dedes nought moueth at all Shulde wynde and vayne wordes his courage appall Not man vnto man can threaten I wote More greuous then death the horryble lote And be it that death by sentence of man I suffre and that well suffre I can What shulde I regarde this transytorie state Regarde and thynke on both early and late I muste a newe lyfe that euer shall laste Subiecte to no death no syckenesse no waste Than welcome be death the entrye of lyfe And dewe to the worlde the stage of all stryfe Lyfe lost in this wyse releuyth agayne For euer in blysse to lyue without payne From hence and herein my comforte and staye Reposed I haue that can not decaye God graunt me suche losse that rayseth this gayne God graunt me that death suche lyfe to retayne In meane tyme and space saye properly this I maye and in place Vana salus hominis ☞ Stephen Wynton ☜ YOur dedes in effecte that made your lyfe braue Hath caused your wordes the truth to depraue Your dedes ye forget not your wordes beynge suche You dryue on and drede not all men se to moche Your lyfe hath ben lewde whiche ye esteme lyght Of force to leaue gooddes no thanke to go quyght Thoughe matters and dedes nought moue you at all Let God and his threates your stowtenes appall For man vnto man can nought threate ye wote More greuous then death that horryble lote But yf ye haue death that Iustyce gyue can Drede then your desertes and blame ye not man Amende and repente your stobourne estate That truthe hath neare tryed but almoste to late A patarne moste popysshe from fyrste to the laste As wylfull as wyttie whiche wante worketh waste I doubte the welcome of death to that lyfe Plased for Popes pageantes in stage of moche stryfe Lyfe lost in this wyse releuyth agayne As he that from blysse returneth to payne From hence and herein your comforte and staye Reposed you haue whiche nedes muste decaye If God for this losse do graunt ye dewe gayne God shylde ye from death suche lyfe to retayne In meane and space our prayer is this As we maye in place God tourne to his ☞ H. S. ☜