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A15986	Certayne chapters of the prouerbes of Salomon drawen into metre by Thomas sterneholde, late grome of the kynges Magesties robes	Hall, John, b. 1529 or 30.; Sternhold, Thomas, 1529?-1566?, attributed name.; Surrey, Henry Howard, Earl of, 1517?-1547.; Case, John, d. 1600.	1550 (1550)	STC 2760; ESTC S119621	28,362	112

lette not these thynges departe at no tyme from thyne eyes But kepe my lawe and counsels all by the in any wyse So shall it be eternall lyfe the soule for to embrace Thy mouthe shall be replenished wyth vertue and wyth grace Then shalte thou be right● sure to walke ful boldely in the waye Thy feete shall neuer slyppe from the by nyght nor yet by daye If thou dost stepe at any tyme thou nedst not be afrayed But swetely stepe and take thy reste for god wyl be thyne ayde And thoughe that the vngodly me rushe in with vyolence Thou shalt not be afrayed at all for god is thy defence The lord wil stād fast by thy syde and helpe the at thy nede And kepe the safe and suffer not thyne enemies to procede And such as woulde to other men do good wyth all their herte And haue therto sufficient to let is not thy part And if thy selfe thou able be thy neyghboure to releue Helpe him with such as y u maist spare and gladly to hym gyue Refuse not to do good to them to whome it doth belonge ●●●yle that thy ryght hand able is to do it them amonge And if thy frend do aske of the say not gette thou thy waye To morrowe come agayne to me or els some other daye And then I will gyue the y u sayste where as thou mayst it nowe Even out of hande and if thou wylte thys god doth not alowe Intēd not to thy neyghbours hurt where he no harme hath ment And wher to liue in rest and peace he settes his whole entente Striue not my sonne w e any mā● where as he doth no woo Nor folowe thou the vniust man but hye the fast him froo For whye the way of scorners all the Lorde doth cleane deteste And for to talke wyth symple men the Lorde is pleased beste Create scarcitye the lord doth se●●● wher wycked men abyde But he doth blesse the godly men and shall for them prouide The lord shall laugh at skornefull men and meeke them to their face But to the lowly he wyll gyue hys goodnes and hys grace The wyse wyth their possessyons in honoure shall remayne But shame is the promocion that folyshe men obtayne Argumen Cha. iiii Howe sagely and howe fatherly he doth vs here aduise That we from euil our hertes refraine and study to be wise YE children heare your father no● how he doth you exhort Take hede y t you do wisdom● lern● which shalbe your confort And I wyl gyue you good reward and therwythe wyl you fyll If you wyll not forsake my lawe but study therein styll For when I was the onelye sonne of both my parentes dere And tenderly beloued was of father and mothere Then he taught me full louyngely and vnto me dyd preache And thus he sayde full oftentymes as I wyll you nowe teache Se that thou dost receiue sayd he my wordes into thy breste And kepe thē wel so shalt thou lyue in perfite ioie and reste In vnderstadynge busilye apply thy selfe alwaye Let not the same depart from the by nyght nor yet by daye And wysedome neuer suffer thou from the for to digresse If thou loue hyr she shall preserue and kepe the from distresse The chiefest point of wysedome is that thou do take in hande Before al goodes wysdome to gette and learne to vnderstande Make much of hyr she shall the promote to power and might And if thou hyr embrace she shall to honour brynge the ryght For she wyl make thyne head truly both good and gracious And w e a crowne shall garnysh it that is full glorious My son therefore embrace w t spede the wordes I say to the So that thy yeares in ioye and peace on earth prolonged be The wayes of wysedome vnto the I shall make fayre and playne And in the pathes of equitye shall leaue the to remayne So that thou mayste walke wel in them haue none hinderaunce And when y u runst thou shalt not fal nor haue an euyl chaunce Of wisedome thē sure hold take y u and do not lette hyr god In kepynge hyr thou shalt surely defended be from woo And in the path come not my son of the vngodly trayne Nor walke thou in the wycked waye of them whose lyfe is vayne Frō the yll trade of naughty men departe thou cleane asyde And se that thou go farre from them and kepe the styll awyde They can not steepe tyll they have done some harme or els mischefe Nor take their reaste tyll they have wrought to some mā wo or griefe For they do eate the bytter breade of wyllfull wyckednes And drynke the wine of cōmen spoyle and all vngodlines The pleasaūt pathes of godly mē appeare bothe lyght and gaye And to al men more bryght do shyne then doth the lyghtsome daye But the yll waye of wycked men to darckenes is comparde Wherin men fall or they beware or els do scape ful harde My sonne marke well my wordes th●●●●e that I do to the tel And to the same thyne eares enclyne and vnderstande them well And se that frō thy faythful minde thou letst them not departe But kepe them styl ful stedfastly in the mydst of the herte For they are lyfe vnto al those that chaunceth them to fynde And health of body eto al suche as beare them in theyr mynde My son also kepe well thyne herte for therin resteth lyfe And put from the a frowarde mouth and lyppes that causen stryfe And let thine eyes w t diligence behold that which is ryght And eke thyne eye lyddes loke before directly in the lyght Marcke well thy pathes lest y t thy fete happe sodainly to slyde So shall thy gate be sure inoughe whether thou go or ryde Turne not asyde on the left hande For yet vnto the righte But kepe away from wyckednes thy fete wyth all thy myght The perfite pathes the Lord doth knowe that lede the way of lyght The wycked wayes the lord also considereth aryght But such as walke in godlines the lorde wyll kepe and saue And all theyr iourneys prosperre so that they none harme shall haue Argumen Cha. v. All harlottes ●e thine honour saue thy pe●es spende not in vaine Of thine owne f●oure enioy the fruite straunge loue also refraine Mi son giue eare that with spede my wisdome folow y u With good pretēce to wisedoms scole thine eares se that y u bow So that thou dost regard alwaye my ryght and good counsell And y u thy lyppes may nurtour kepe lyke wyse in speakynge well The flattrynge lyppes of wyck●●● hore●● may well compared be To hony combes whych do distyll as we do often see Whole wordes appeare vnto thine eares as smoth as any oyle But y u art lyke w tout good hede to take the shame and foyle An in the ende the pleasure paste assured mayste thou be The bitter taste of wormewood shall more pleasaunt seme to the. And so likewise more

also and ye forsake the same And al my counsels ye haue hadde in mockynge and despite And also my correction haue set at naught and lyght Therefore wyll I laughe ioyfully in your destruction And mocke you whan the plage you feare shall iustely on you come And whā y t which you fear so much full sodaynly doth fall And troubles and great heuines shall come vpon you all Thē when you do vpon me craue I wyll not heare your mynde Thoughe you seke me and that early yet shall you not me fynde And why I saye bycause that you my knowledge so abhorde And cast away agaynst my wyll the feare of God the Lorde I sayde before they dyd refuse my counsels euery one And dyd not cease for to despyse my good correction To eat the frute of their owne way the Lord shal them constrayne With y ● deuice he shal them fyll of theyr insensate brayne And for the fall of the vnwyse he shall them slaye anone And eke the wealth of foles shall be their owne confusion But who to me that geueth eare shall dwell safely I saye And haue inough and nede not feare by nyght nor yet by daye Argumentum Cha. ii It is here taughte that we shuld learne Gods wysedome to obtaine The wealth also that comth thereof is here described plaine MI son receiue y u these my wordes the which shalbe right wise And kepe thou my cōmaūdemētes my son I the aduise So that thine eares may euermore to wysedomes scholes enclyne Applye thyne herte to vnderstand suche thynges as he diuyne For if thou after wysedome crye and styll vpon hys craue And calleste on for knowledge gyfte bycause thou wouldest hyr haue And seke for hyr as y u wouldst seke for mony in the dust And dygge for hyr as treasure that in earth is hydde and trust Thē shalt y u right wel vnderstāde the feare of god the Lorde And of hys lawe the knowledge find accordynge to hys worde For god alone doth gyue to vs hys wisedome for to speake Out of hys mouthe doth knowledge spring and vnderstandynge eke The rightuous men he doth preserue in welfare through his might He dothe defende the innocent that walke his way aright He doth them kepe strayght in hys pathes that they go not astraye He doth directe hys holy ones to walke ryght in his waye If thou be suche y u shalt thē learne by iustice for to deale With euery man in equitye throughout the commen weale In iudgemente ryght thou shalte lykewise all other men excell And euery good path vnto the the lord shall shewe full well If wisedome enter in thyne herte and knowledge in thy spryte Then vnderstandyng good counsell shall the preserue vpryght That thou mayst so deliuerd be from euery wycked waye And frō those men y t froward thinges do alwayes speake and saye The whych do leaue y e way of light and walke in darckenes styll And which reioyce most iocundly when they have done full yll Whyche do delyte in wyckednes Whose wayes are vyle vayne Whose croked pathes ar slaūderouse from them do thou refrayne That also frō the straunge woman deliuerde thou mayste be And from hys eke that is not thyne or was not wedde to the. Which speketh fayr doth forsake the husband of hys youth And doth forget the comnaunt made of God and of hys trouth Take hede hyr house enclineth fast to death as I the tell Hyr pathes are sure the ready way that leadeth doune to hell And they also that go to hyr shall not come out agayne Nor take holde of the way of lyfe I tell the thys is playne That thou mayst walke in the sure waye whereof I do the tell And kepe y e pathes of ryghtuousnes then shalt thou do ryght well For why●the iuste shall euer lyue in ioye that dothe not cease The innocente remayne on earth in wealth and eke in peace But the vngodly shall be plucte out of the lande I saye And wycked men chased shalbe out of the fame for aye Argumentū Cha iii. Sure trust in god ought al men haue and not in their owne braine The wicked man thou shalt not feare ne yet the skorner vaine MI son forget not y u my lawe but haue it styl in sight And let thyne herte obserue my words so shalt y u walke aryght For sure they shal prolōg thy daies thyne yeres and lyfe also And beyng the peace and quietnes and rydde the out of wo. Let mercy nor yet faythfulnes henceforth from the departe Bynd them about thy necke my son and wryte them in thyne herte And so shalt y u greate fauour wine of god and eke of men In vnderstandyng perfitlye expert thou shalt be then Wyth all thyne hert to god the lord put confidence and truste And leane thou not in anye wyse to thyne owne wytte and luste In al thy wayes haue thou respect vnto the lyuynge lorde He shall thy doynges order well accordynge to hys worde Be not to wyse in thy conceyte but feare god in thyne herte In haste also from wyckednes endeuoure to departe So shall thy nauyll styll my sōne continue hole and sounde Thy bones also and body shall wyth lyuely strength abounde Honoure the lorde and to him giue the best of thy substaunce And thy fyrst frutes of thyne encrease his glory to aduaunce So shal thy barnes be fylled full and that wyth plentuousnes Thy presses all shall ouerflowe wyth wyne of greate swetenes The bytter scorge of god thy lorde my sonne do not despise And when thou arte rebukte of hym faynte not in any wyse For loke whō that y e lord doth loue hys rodde shall on hym lyght Evē as the father whypes hys sonne to knowe hym selfe aryght Yet doth the lorde neuertheles loue hys aflycted styll Euen as the father dothe hys chylde when he hath bete hys tyll Full well is he therefore I say the whych dothe wysedome fynde And vnderstandynge to obtayne doth sette hys herte and mynde For marchaūdice ther is none such throughout the worlde so rounde There is no siluer nor yet golde wherin such wealth is founde More worth thē al y e gold on earth let wysedome be to the To hyr all thynge thou canste desyre compared maye not be On hyr ryght hand attendaunt is longe lyfe wyth coloure grene And honour standes on hyr left hand wyth ryches well besene Hyr wayes also right pleasaunt are whyche pleasure doth not cease Hyr pathes lykewyse are nothyng els but vnitie and peace She is a tre of lyfe to them that laye holde on hyr ryght And bleste are they that kepe hyr fast wyth all theyr power and myght In wisedome eke the lyuyng Lord full well the earth dyd founde And w e hys word y e heauens he made the earthe to compasse rounde And throughe the wisedome of the lorde the waters brake vp all The cloudes also pour downe y eraine that on the earth doth fall My son

paste whych now are out of mynde To be renued in our dayes the lorde hath so assinde Lo thus this carefull scourge doth steale on vs vnware Whiche when the fleshe hathe cleane forgote he doth againe repaire When I in thys vayne searche had wandred fro my witte Beholde I sawe a royall throne where iustice shoulde haue sytte In stede of whom I sawe with fierce and cruel mode Wher wrong was set that cruel beast and dranke the gyltles bloude Then thought I thus the day the lorde shall syt in dome To vewe h●● 〈◊〉 chuse the pure the spotted haue no rome Yet by suche scourges sent that eche agreued mynde Lyke brute beastes that in their rage and fury by their kinde His erroure may confesse when he hath wresteled long And with suffraunce maye him arme the sure defence of wronge For death that of the beste the carren doth deuoure Unto the noble kynde of man presēce the fatall houre The perfecte fourine that god hath geuen either to man Or other beast dissolue it shall to earth where he began And who can tell if that the soule of man assende Or wyth the body of it dye and to the groude descende Wherfore ech gready herte that ryches ●●kes to gayne Gather may 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 that springet 〈◊〉 his payne A ●●cane conuenient wealth I meane to take in worthe And wyth an hande of largest in measure poure it forthe For treasure spent in lyfe the body doth susteyne The heyre shal wast the hoorded gold amased with muche payne Ne may foresyght of man suche ordre gyue in life For to foreknowe who shall enioye theyr gotten goodes wyth stryfe Domine deus salutis uicae O Lorde vpon whose wyll dependeth my welfare To call vpon thy holy name sins day nor night I spare Graunte that the iuste requeste of thys repentaunt mynd So perce thyne eares y e in thy sighte some 〈…〉 fynd My soule 〈…〉 full with griefe 〈◊〉 paste My restles b●dye doth consume and death approcheth faste Lyke them whose fatall threde thine hand hath cutte in twayne Of whom there is no farther bruite whyche in theyr graues remaine Oh lorde thou haste me caste headlonge to please my foo Into a pytte all bottomeles wher as I playne my woo The burden of thy wrathe it doth me sore oppresse And sondry stormes thou hast me sēt of terrour and distresse The faythful frendes are fledde and banished from my syght And suche as I haue helde ful deare hath set my frendshyp lyght My duraunce doth perswade of fredome suche dispaire That by the teares y t bayne my brest myne eye lyght doth ●ppayre Yet dyd I neu●● care thyne ayde for desyre With humble hert stretched hādes for to appeare thyne ire Wherfore dost thou forbeare in the defence of thyne To shewe suche tokens of thy power in syght of Adams lyne Wherby eche feble hert with fayth myght be so fedde That in the mouth of thine elect thy mercies might be spredde The fleshe that fedeth wormes can not thy loue declare Nor such set forth thy faieth as dwel in the lande of dispayre In blynde endured hertes lyght of thy lyuely name Can not appeare ne cā not iudge the bryghtnes of the same Nor blasted may thy name be by the mouthe of those whom death hathe shitte in silence so as they 〈…〉 The lyuely 〈…〉 that in thys worlde delyght Nor be the trumpe y t muste resownd the glory of thy might Wherfore I shall not cease in chiefe of my distresse To cal●on the tyl that the slepe my wery bones oppresse And in the morning eke when that the slepe is fledde With flouddes of salte repentaunte teares to washe my restles bedde Wyth in thys careful mynde burdened wyth care and grefe Why dost thou lorde appaese that shoulde be hys relefe My wretched state beholde whō death shall strayghte assayle Cast not from the thaflicted styll that neuer dyd but wayle The breade lo of thyne ire hath trode me vnder feete The scourges of thyne angry hande hath made death seme full swete Lyke as the roringe waues the sonken shyppe surrounde Greate heapes of care dyd folow me And I no succoure founde For they whom no mischaunce coulde from my loue deuide Are forced to my greater grefe frome me theyr face to hyde Inte domine sperauf In the lorde haue I hoped let me not fele the blame At any time I the beseche of disapoynted shame But me defende and kepe deliuer as I truste Now throughe thy mighte w eout the which there may no man be iust Geue eare and rydde me sone my fortresse before me In whose defence thou shalt me saue if I defended be For thou are wont to be myne holde and my succour And for my 〈◊〉 be thou both my guyde and 〈◊〉 fortour Thou shalt vntangle me from snares that they have hydde To take me with for wythout the my selfe I can not rydde Into thy cure I shall betake my simple sprite Thou hast and shalt deliuer me most iust in thy behyght Alowed I haue not them that fettes their endes in vayne Mine onely hope bothe all and some in the doth sure remaine Let me oh lorde enioye thy mercies oft assayde By troubles for thou didest regard wherin my life was stayed And hast not suffred me with enmyes power be paynde But rather hast thou set at large my steppes that were restraynde Rewe o●●ne now oh good lord at hand● my da●●n●●r loo Mine eye my life 〈◊〉 my fleshe alas doth fre●● for woo Moste of my dayes and yeres in troubles wasted are My strength decaieth my bones do quaile such mischefe me doth marre Dreade of my many foes hath made my frendes to swarue And they me abhorre wythout cause of whom I good deserue I am cast as forgote as dede in death doth steru● As a brokē potte of whō the shardes for nothing more can serue I hearde the assembles saye and threaten woo and stryfe As thoughe it semde by one consente I were not worthy life But I oh lorde in the settynge my sure beliefe D● knowe thou art what me befall my god and hole reliefe My ●●me is in 〈…〉 shal ensue Deliv● 〈…〉 ntes power which doth my lyfe pursue Shewe yet thy frendly chere vnto thy simple slaue Accordynge to thy natyue ruthe thou me defende and saue Imputed for no mocke lorde let it be to me That in my neede myne onely healpe I seke onely at the. The wicked hath the mocke and holde theyr peace in hel Buried mought althey be now of further helpe that tell And let that mouth be dombe that wountes his lyppes to lyes Speakynge slaunders of the iust mā wyth proude disdainefull cryes What plenty and what wealth hast thou layd vp for those That honour the that hope in the for whom thou dost disclose All openly at eye 〈◊〉 full many a no 〈◊〉 That Adams line 〈◊〉 much and lerne ●hre●r to drede Thou dost bestowe them ryght afore thy looke and face