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A11237	Certaine worthye manuscript poems of great antiquitie reserued long in the studie of a Northfolke gentleman. And now first published by I.S. 1 The statly tragedy of Guistard and Sismond. 2 The northren mothers blessing. 3 The way to thrifte	Hall, Joseph, 1574-1656.; Stow, John, 1525?-1605.; Boccaccio, Giovanni, 1313-1375. Decamerone. First tale of the fourth day.	1597 (1597)	STC 21499; ESTC S103713	21,082	80

fulfill with my power and might All thing requisite to thy mortuarye And after all is done by custom and right I shall yeild my selfe to death tributarie Suing thy fearefull trace for sooth I shal not tary But among other in deathes wofull daunce Following next thy hond as is my fatall chaunce In whose felowship or whose comitiue Might I better passe that painefull iourney Than in his whom I loued most on liue And also he tarryeth for me I dare well say Wherefore sith his partner was alway Of pleasure I shall take part of his payne Death shall not vs disseuer thus in twayne And anon with that her chere she gan to turne Her eyne in weping ran like showrs ofrayne Till she had wash'd the hart filling the vrne By the stilling water of her eyne twaine And after she had ceas'd weeping againe Beholding the hart againe with deadly chere With sobbing voice she saide as ye shall here O ioyfull hart ô amiable mirrour Now lacks there nought required of duty Vnto deadly fine and funerall honour Saue only this that I might follow thee But for it seemith that death disdaineth mee I shall therefore my selfe with violent force Disseuer my spirit fro his wofull corse Alas my wofull penne sorroweth to write That lamentable end of this Tragedy Who couth without weeping this matter indite To se so faire a creature dy so wretchedly Of beauty surmounting and well of curtesy Shee tooke alas the viole with the potion That she had made afore dranke vp the poyson After she had dronke that pestiferous drought Desunt nonnulla So came he in with pale affrighted chere Saying sweete Sismond be of good sembland If ye thus mourne it will bring mee to dispaire Thus he supposed to loose her of her band With his wordes of cōfort but death was at hand Crampesing her limes and gone was her sight Yet she answered againe her fader as she might And saide Tancrede bestow better if thou can Thy tears for they stand mee in no effect Thou resemblest him that first slew the man And after him repenting sore bewept Had it not be better him to haue kept Thy sorrowfull doughter with ioy then liuing At hir owne pleasure secretly a man louing Than to see by thy cruell execution Her hard death to thine endles languor The which death shall bee a direction Giuing open knowledge of this error The which was secret but now the rumor Shall make the thing which was not fully knowen Through all the wide world to bee ouer sowen And in so much shee might no lenger speake Nor throwes of death no lenger would delay She holds the cup till her hart gan to breake Yelding vp her spirit to God euer and aye There was but Alas Alas and welaway Some wept cryed and some fell in sownd It was a piteous sight and a piteous sound The wofull fader so sory in that stound Seing his most ioy in this world ygon He made a great shrike falling to the ground No moe wordes spake he but dead as any stone Thus was there griefe on griefe mone vpō mone Wherefore it hath be spoken long agoe That an hasty creature wanted neuer woe Vpon this Prince thus may be verifyed Which was too hasty and furious certaine Without iudgment causing the man that he dyed Whose cruell death hath his doughter slayne And for her death he tooke such sudden payne He dawed neuer good day but he was dead And all the world wondreth at his folyhede Ensample of this euery wise man take What it is to be cruell in violence And of a secret thing a wonder to make Through hasty ire wanting of prouidence Euery man remember his owne negligence And vice into vertue to plant or to root For truly against loue there is no manner boot For certes it is of true louers the guise When their vexation is most sharpe and sore Then loue they each other in most hartie wise An hundred fold more then they did before Youth will to youth loue will to loue euermore And shortly in my minde this processe to conclude Each thing will draw to his similitude As betwixt these louers plainely did appeare Which were both young and in flowring age For their great trouble they loued better yfeare And passed of death the dreadfull viage Alas the letting of their mariage Was cause of this mischeefe and their fall Lo what it is to be agen spousall Wherefore that prince standeth in great perill That to the law of wedlock nold incline But as a tirant ouer feirce and fell Caused Guistard be put in mortall fine Of whose soule if I should determine I trust to God his faithfull intention Hath furtherd him to his saluation For why he thought none harme of earthly wight But to the will of Sismond did assent Notwithstonding that I trust to God almight Shall be to his soule none impediment For to haue bee maried was their intent Then recken the sorrow shee had withall And great contrition to her end finall That as I trust she is in blesse celestiall As of faith and troth all louers surmounting See was a mirrour vnto women all Example of true and stedfast loue giuing Wherefore I beseech him that is of all thing Lord and gouernour and comfort agen bale Graunt all louers ioy And thus endeth my tale Explicit Guistard and Sismond FINIS THE NORTHREN MOTHERS BLESSING The way of Thrift VVritten nine yeares before the death of G. Chaucer DEVS IMPERAT ASTRIS LONDON Printed by Robert Robinson for Robert Dexter 1597. The Northren Mothers Blessing GOD wold that euery wife that wonnyth in this land Wold teach her doughter as ye shal vnderstand As a good wife did of the North countré How her doughter should lere a good wife to bee For lack of the moders reaching Makes the doughter of euill liuing My leue dere child My doughter gif thou be a wife wisely thou werke Looke euer thou loue God and the holy Kirke Go to Kirke when thou may and let for no rayne And then shall thou fare the bet when thou God has sayn Full well may they thriue That seruen God in their liue My leue dere child Gladly giue thou thy tithes and thine offrings both To the poore at thy gate be thou neuer loath Gif hem of thy good and be not ouer hard Seldom is that house poore there God is steward For that is best I spende That for Gods loue I lend My leeue deere childe When thou sits in the Kirke thy Bedes shalt thou bid Therein make no iangling with friend ne sib Laugh not to scorne no dir old ne young Be of good bering and haue a good tongue For after thy bering So shall thy name spring My leeue dere child Gif any man with worship desire to wed thee Wisely him answere scorne him not what he be And tell it to thy friends and hide thou it nought Sit not by him nor stād not that sin mow

clothis blake Things artificiall that be violent Wrought or ellis made by cause accidental May not euer indure for when the cause is shent The effect thereof shall sone faide and fall Why should this woman then lenger feynt or pall Syth the cause of her mourning is fro her mind ycast The death of her Husband is so fer-since past If still she bide and dwell euer still In wofull care to continue and indure Within short time she should her selfe spill For sorrow is a poyson which no man may cure It bringeth hearts proude full low vnto the lure It maketh strength to faide and also Beautè It is the greatest malady that to man may be So she still bided in hir faders house Young and coragious also in high degree With affluence of all thing that was delicious But when at last she gan perceiue and see That for loue hir Fader intendeth not that she Should neuer more none other husband haue But still to dwell with him to he be dead in graue Thus then hath her Fader determind vtterly Neuer to procure for her no marriage And her selfe to axe it her seemed velonye She thought therfore to take her best aduantage Gife she mought espy a man of good linage So that he gentil were to take her owne choyce And in the electiō her Fader should haue novoice Now this noble Tancrede had in his houshold As in a Princes Court is wont for to be Both Lords and Knights couragious to behold Som gentlemen som yemen some of low degre Among these she began to looke and see If she can any finde that were to her pleasure Whome she would euermore loue while she might endure So dayly in her minde she was full diligent For to note ech man in his demeanance But Guistard to loue is only her intent And he right well knew by the apearance Of her chere and her chaunged countenance That of brennyng loue she daunced in the trace Which hath bound her heart with his goldin lace But where she set her loue he wist in no case Till ones he fortuned to stond before this Lady And she beholding him with deadly pale face Not speaking o word she sighed greatly And anon with that she can withdraw her eye Casting downe her looke farre vnto the ground So womanly shamfast she sat a greate stound And when this young louer now brought in loues daunce Of her entent had such experience He was not dull of wit but gaue attendance Her to serue and please he did his diligence Cupid hath smitten him with so great feruence Of loue that their hearts be together bound Both perished with one dart two louers with one wound Right ioyfull he was that he stode in such grace Of this faire Lady But euer he drad fortune Alas he seyth thy where turneth in litle space Thy double chere vnstable neuer will continue More variant then is the flitting Lune I feare that thou will cause my Lady soueraigne Vpon my simple birth of daunger to disdaine Yet know I her heart so true and so stedfast And shee began also to proffer loue Why should I then feare or ellis be agast Or put default in her O mercie god aboue For all treasure in earth it would not me behoue That my hearts ioy my ladie hereof wist That I shuld put in her any such mistrist And percase that if shee loued mee not Yet would I in her seruice still perseuer Mee nead not by reason argue for I wot Loue hath her heart imbrast me to loue euer What should I shortly say for they had leuer Ych of hem die than to part fro other More feruently they loued than sister or broder So betweene hem both that loued on this wise They desired only for their great pleasaunce By some sottle meane how they mought deuise For to speake togeder and haue their dalliaunce They will not put noe trist ne noe affiaunce To any on liue their matter for to tell But euer to hemselues they kept it counsell Till it fell on a time of a sudden aduise The Lady found a mean that was a great cautell As oft it faris that women bin sone wise And in a sudden case they bee right suttell Shee tels him her intent by wrighting euerie deale And the letter closed in a reed-spyre Shee tooke it to Guistard for to stur the fire Guistard remembred well that for som priuie cause The reed was take to him he did it sone on close And when he saw the letter made a little pause Sitting in a studie and anon he rose And to reade this letter can himselfe dispose The which the Ladie made of her owne inditing She was her own secretarie it was her owne writing The tenor of this letter was this and all the effect I send you greting with hart loue entere Not bold by rehersall my counsell to detect For dredful shamfastnes Wherfore this messēgere Shal do this enterprise whose coūtenance chere Changeth for no sham therfore these letters blake I pray you disdaine not to read them for my sake Certefying you all my herts pleasaunce All my worlds rest my ioy and comforture That my life my deth as in a balance Dependith and hangith only in your cure In you alone is put mine Auenture Wherefore I require you that you be not strange For I ensure you verily my hert shall neuer change And I trow certaine that your gentill hert Disdeineth not my loue nor is not dangerous Considering your birth and your great pouerty And I a Ladie both young and beauteous For Cupid knoweth right well his moder Venus That only for your vertue and your gentilnes I set my loue on you and for no great riches But because also my Fader hath made an othe That I shall neuer wed while he is liuing To suffer me depart from him he is loth Yet lustie youth like as the fire brenning Hath chose you for my souereyn all my life enduring And also fortune of her high fauour Hath shewed me the meane to saue all our honour Remember there is fast by my faders place A dungeon deepe strong farre vnder ground The which at his entry has no more space But an hole aboue that litle is and round And because it is not vsed ne is found With bushes and briers it is ouergrow So that the dungeon deep ther may no man know Out from thilke pit is there a secret way By a posterne dore that stands full preuely Strong bars and posts both with locke and key That leadith to the Chamber where as I Am wont of custom in sleping for to lye And by great dis-use this way is out of minde This little dore this posterne can no man finde Till at the last loue to whome nought is hid The which for euery sore can finde a remedye This way into my minde sone hath reducid But shortly I taried not but hastly did me hie To vnbarre and vnlock I can

ragious minde A ship without anckre lacking sterne also In stormy rage of euery furious winde It is a thing vnstable waning to and fro Semblable now am I one of thoo My doubtfull minde is brought in perplexité And cast fro side to side twixt iustice and pité Furst iustice meueth me to do correction Rewarding euery wight to their desert Some loue some payne with great affliction But faderly pity so stirrith my tender hert That it sufferith mee not see nor aduert Your criminall offence but rather doth it excuse So that twixt both I stand a man confuse And forth with anone he fell to weping As a young infant sore scourged and bett In all worldly pleasaunce reioyced he nothing Sorrow and shame so by the hert him fret Seying nothing thus sat he still and muet Doughter he seyd gif ye will axe mercy To pardon your offence forsooth I am redy But when Sismond saw how her loue Guistard In preson was intreted kept in yron strong That fortune to her also was so cruell and hard To publish her councell that secret was so long With gentilles and rurals it was a commen song That euery man within the country round Spake of the vnhappy Guistard and Sismond Wherefore she plunged so far in pit of sorrow deep That I trow ech hart that gentill is tender If I shuld tel her payne wuld also mone wepe Full oft she wrung her fingers long and slender Seying all wordly pleasaunce here I surrendre For sithence my loue Guistard is iudgid for to dy I will doe the same I thinke not to abye Wherefore ô cursed Fortune with thy double chere All thy great malice wholly I defy Setting no thing by thy deynous daungere Thou shall vs not depart for all thine enuy For our loue togeder shall dwell perseuerantly And turnid to her fader with corage and boldnes Seying as in this booke myne Author doth witnes Tancrede she seyd Fader if I shuld ye call Nother will I denie it nor prey you of fauour The furst it will helpe me nothing at all Sith ye haue full knowledge of my Paramour But for the second to axe grace or succour I will not axe no grace for that in no wise Nor of your grace and fauour aske no benefice So that I knowlich plainly all mine entent My loue is set on Guistard hath be many a day And shal be when my spirit and soule is went From the brotle mansion of this bodies clay If nature would me helpe meane to puruey That I mought execute mine affection and will Yet would I after my deth euer loue him still And if ye thinke this Loue so great a cryme Forsooth the cause thereof was your negligence When in youth and corage my lusty prime The brenning fire of loue with so great feruence Persid myne hert And yet your cruell insolence Would not me suffer for all my great payne After myne husbands deth be marryed againe Hadye well learned the doctrine of prudence Ye wold remember your substance materiall I trow it should be imprinted in your aduertence That you bene made of matter freale and carnall Right so am I your doughter by vertue seminall I am nother of stone yron ne brasse But of flesh and blood more brekill than the glasse Altho your head be white snowid for age Your frosty lims eke be vnweldy and cold The hete ny extinct of your lusty corage Right well ought ye forsooth consider behold How hote is youth with brenning pricking manifold Assayling ech man be he neuer so haute With many a fyry dart and hote brenning assaut Aboue all thing ye shuld haue memory Tho ye haue spent most of your lusty season In arms of knighthoode and of cheualrye Yet shuld ye not foryet as seemis by reason Ease rest and dilicates what great incheason They giue to sterre a man to corage hote feruent As well in crooked age as lusty Iuuent All these occasions I had and many moo By which I meuid was so gretly desirous Borne by Natures course of flesh and blood also Of corage lusty young and amorous Fosterid also in pleasaunce and metes delicious And that that stirred most was my cheife motife The experience therof sith I was a wife But all this is ferre fro your remembrance Ye think not your youth which is past goo Ye may well resemble him in your demeanaunce Which fell into the water with others one or two But after he was deliuerid of his care and wo Thought nothing at all where he had bin beforne His fellows he rebukith laughing them to scorne And if ye haply couth rule your passions Nor set nought by their force and violence Yet mought not my frailté geinst such occasions Make no champarty nor no great defence My hert was not so big to make resistence So at last woundid at last with loues firie launce I was subdued as prisoner to Castle of Pleasaunce Nathelesse with deuour I put my diligence All sklaunders and infamie to auoid and eschew And fortune of her fauour gaue vs assistence Our lusty sport oft tymes for to renew We thought her promise had be stedfast true Blandeshing vs euer with countnaunce and chere As tho the sun of pleasaunce shuld shine euer clere But now I see right wel shee ginneth for to change Sith ye of all our counsell haue plainly notice Such is false fortune ay variant and strange But how ye come to knowledge or in what wise My wit is rude and dull I can it not deuise Whether by experience or by information By force prestigious or some superstition And wold God your knowlech were certain true Not meued ne made by false suggestion Ye wold not then your doughter thus pursue Seing that I erre in mine election Taking no sad guiding or direction But let my reuell ren at the hole chaunce I nas not so fool-hardy without deliberance For I set not my loue ne my fatall intent Of sudden hap as a comen velayne But with deliberation and auisement I gaue my loue to Guistard as my Souerayn And truly to no mo this is certayne Wherefore ye be to blame fader yt semith mee To sey my loue was to ych in like free As to the great repreeue also contriued Which alder first ayen me ye obiect Seing of pleasaunce my ship was ariued In a port that was ignoble and despect I mean that Guistard was pore and deiect Hauing no part of noblesse by discent Which maketh my fault greater after iudgment But as in this ye follow the vnstable vulge Clacking and blasting variant as the winde As fame the flying messenger can diuulge Their rude opinions ignorant and blinde Seing it is a prouerbe sufficient and kinde Hee that is not borne to habundance of good But needy for pouert is not of gentle blood Thus by fond reasons daylie talking they erre Not thinking how fortune fro her vnstable center Plongeth downe Estats fro her