Selected quad for the lemma: lord_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
lord_n	day_n	law_n	word_n	11,415	5	4.4659	3	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A01509	The commody of the moste vertuous and godlye Susanna neuer before this tyme printed. Compiled by Thomas Garter. Eyght persons may easyly play it. 1. The Prologue and the Saylour for one. 2. Ioachim and Iudex for another, 3. Sathan and Uoluptas another, 4. Sensualitas alone. 5 Susanna alone. 6. Helchia, True Report, Ancilla, another, 7. Ill Reporte the uyce, and Cryer, another. 8. Helchias wyfe, Danyell, Seruus, Serua, for another.	Garter, Thomas.	1578 (1578)	STC 11632.5; ESTC S120868	31,772	48

will grow worse and worse so long as you do liue Ill Rep. ¶ Gogs wounds knaue vyld knaue to doest thou speake blasphemy I am as honest a man as is in all this countrey And for the antiquitie of the house I was borne in Was a famous house before thou was heard of or any of thy kin And thou doest not well to vse me in this sorte Seruus ¶ Why syr is not your name Ill Reporte Ill Rep. ¶ My name is mayster Ill Reporte in déede Seruus ¶ Hearst thou True Report this is the man we loke for True Rep ¶ Mary then is it he that I come for Ill Rep. ¶ My good fellow why what is thy name True Rep ¶ True Reporte I am the very same Ill Rep. ¶ Gogs wounds Cosin Hugh Reporte how the Deuill met we here I thinke thou sawest not Willyam Reporte this seuen yeare Me thought by thy spéeche we should be acquaynted Though prolixitie of tyme thy Uisage had taynted Oh Cosyn Hugh why good Cosin Hugh take it in good part That I fawne thus on thée for I loue thée with all my hart True Rep ¶ Thou arte a false wretch and not my Cosin I sweare He would haue Ill and true to be Cosyns is not this good geare Ill Rep. ¶ Oh Cosin Hugh it gréeues me thou wantest lerning art so prety a man I will tell thée foole how thy name is Hugh and myne Wylliam Though thou knowest it not thy selfe I may not much blame thée It is so long ago since thou waste in my countrey His no Letter but an asperation Which may be left out in many a fashion Helin with an H harke and be attentiue Or Elin without an H is not offensyue So whether the H be put in or the H be left out The worde standes indifferent this is no doubt Now take the H from thy name then it standes lyke an Ewe And some friend hath put in Tr and so calles thée trew As by a familyer example I know a false knaue or two That are Hostlers in Innes yet men call them trew Therefore leaue of Tragayne fye man for shame And be cald Hugh agayne for that is thy Christen name And now to my owne name first we are children then grow to men And Wyll for Wylliam is heard often then And Children at fyrst when they learne to prattle In stéede of Will doe ill often tattle Thus being yong and called Ill for Will Men for a custome doe call me so still And it contentes me well to heare the same Because for my purpose it often doth frame And I my selfe did neuer séeke it to amend Because by good learning I can it defende Aphaeresis is a figure which Latinestes vse And Apocope another which they will not refuse The one from the beginning of a word a sillable may cut The other from the end another may shut Now twixt Aphaeresis and Appocope you may sée full playne That Ill for Wylliam is vsde without shame Loe thus doe you sée that we both haue take maymes By figuratiue calling of our Christen names But as for that kindreds doe not alwayes agrée In their christen names as euery man doth sée But in the syr name consanguinitie doth grow And so euery kinseman his kinseman doth know As Thomson to Thomson and so in in lyke sorte ● gentle mayster Wyllyam thou Hugh Reporte ¶ Such a diffinition heard you neuer I trow Syr you can make a Silligismus in Buccardo ¶ I beshrew your hart you smell of learning This Knaue hath bene at Oxforde I giue you warning In Buccardo quoth you I sweare by saint Megge Once was I there a yeare fast tyed by the legge And at my comming forth I scaped a check That had not héeles helped handes my ar●● had breke my neck True Rep ¶ Exore tuo te iudeco thou hast bene an olde théefe Seruus ¶ Now shalt thou be hanged in signe of releefe Loe True Reporte for all his great cunning Himselfe hath bewrayed his knauery in something Tru Rep. ¶ Ill Report troth will be troth whosoeuer say no And thou must be hanged before thou doe go Ill Rep. ¶ Nay by the masse then haue I ill luck If wordes will not serue I will fight a pluck Bayly ¶ Nay then let me come and helpe For though my tongue be ill and I cannot vse talking Yet I loue to be where fystes are walking Here they struggle togither the Gaylour casts the Rope about Ill Reports neck Ill Rep. ¶ Why Knaue wilt thou choke me Bayly ¶ No not yet syr but I will by and by Ill Rep. ¶ Yet for pittie sake let me fyrst say my Pater noster Seruus ¶ Content I fayth we will beare with him till than Ill Rep. ¶ Now by my Fathers soule thou art an honest man And since thou doest so gently that tyme to me giue I will not say my Pater noster whyle I haue a day to liue And if you shall at any tyme heare that I so do Then hang me hardely and draw me to True Rep ¶ Fye on him Knaue away with the villayne Ill Rep. ¶ Sée the Knaue himselfe can now call me Willyam I fayth Cosyn True I shall but prepare your way Your selfe will be hanged to another day Here they haue him to hanging the Deuill entreth saying Oh oh oh Diuell ¶ How long haue I with toyling payne sought Susans blood to get What engines snares and other craftes about that haue I set And yet that God still doth me wrong he doth my force withstande And them that I doe seeke to get he keepes them in his hande He suffers some to leane to me as they would come alone And when I thinke with them to méete by him my pray is gone Oh God wilt thou not yet thy spight leaue of wilt thou yet still Seeme for to offer as thou doest and yet denye my will Well Ill Reporte thou villayne boy thy bones I meane to gnaw Because of that I gaue thée charge I am no whit in aw Why stand I heare and suffer him all this whyle to take rest His soule his bones his flesh and all by me shall be possest And what there is in Hell to harme or punish him withall Or what I may deuyse anew his flesh shall séele it all Oh Boy oh Knaue oh foolish Sot shouldst thou be put in trust And haste not wit to bring to passe that thing I after lust Well well thou villayne Boy and wretch I ioy thy selfe art come And what I would haue done to her thou shalt haue all and some From hence therefore euen presently my iorney I will take And hye me fast for tyme it is to myne infernall lake The Deuill goeth forth and Ioachim Susanna Helchia his wife enter ¶ Whē stormy clouds doth show their force boisterous winds work care Then ech man sayth when these are past the wether wil be faire And semblably my Lord my God amidst my heauy cheare I hopte at length as now it doth my quiet would appeare I haue to thanke thy maiesty for euery kinde of gifte But chéefely for myne honest wyfe my harte to thée I lifte How didst thou Lorde agaynst her foes her simplenesse defende How didst thou cleane deliuer her euen at her latter ende I thanke thée Lord yet once agayne thou haste deserued so That from thy prayse my hart nor lippes shall hence forth neuer go ¶ Nay then am I good Lord moste bound to yéelde thée harty prayse That haste by helping this my chyld prolonged these my dayes Sorry I was to heare her fault more sorry for her death Her fault was none and she liues still what ioy lyke this on earth To serue thée still as I haue done it is my whole pretence Thou art my strength my hope my ayde I séeke no other defence Vxor. ¶ Myne are the ioyes and yours none God hath giuen all to me For greater ioyes then I doe féele there surely none can be My Daughter was giuen to the death thou kepst her with thy might Thou helpest her for thy mercy sake because her cause was right Thus I confesse and will doe still whyle lyfe in me doth raigne Thou onely God haste strength ynough to rid ech wight from payne Susanna ¶ No no good Lord aboue the rest to prayse thee I am bound That me doest helpe myraculously and eake my foes confound I was but dead and thou to lyfe restoredst me silly wight What is she then that beareth breth that more can shew thy might And this thyne acte shall so increase within me euermore And from thy lawes I will not slyde although I dye therefore Ioach. ¶ Also good Lorde amongst thy giftes which euery day are seene We haue to prayse thy mighty grace for our most noble Queene Defende her Lorde in all affayres giue passage to thy word And cut them short that will her wo graunt this O liuing Lord Helchia ¶ And to her noble counsayle Lord giue wisedome and good helth Graunt that they doe may glory thée and mende the common welth Vxor. ¶ And for the commons of this realme O Lord graunt my request But what thou and the Prince doth will they iudge it for the best Susanna ¶ And for this company gathered here doe I my prayer make God graunt them their lyfe in quietnes and then their soules do take They goe out and the Prologue entreth ¶ Heare haue you heard good Audience the end of this our worke Wherein we trust no cause of gréefe in any poynt doth lurke And though we cannot bewtify the same with musickes song Beare with our rudenesse in that part we troubled you not long And if our Authour may perceaue you take this in good part To doe the lyke you comfort him agayne with all his hart If any thing hath bene amis informe him if you please If euery thing doe lyke you well to God giue all the prayse To whome I leaue you euery one and eke my selfe withall Who graunt vs all eternall lyfe Amen now say you all FINIS

ten pounde Teach them a way themselues to confounde For these are the two that Susan shall proue By all manner meanes to coole their hose loue And if they obtayne what get they than A Tabernacle forsooth with my Dad Sathan and if they doe not but she it discrye The rygor of Law shall force them to dye Lo thus you doe sée I haue gone the deuice That Mistresse Susan shall sore intice Sende them good lucke Dad be thou their spéede And graunt that with shame they may ende for their méede And thus because thinges doe grow fast vpon Farewell my maysters I will be gone Here goeth out Euill Reporte and Ioachim entreth Ioach. ¶ The waighty charge that God hath giuen to such as doe liue here And ioyned are the pore to guyde doth fret my hart with feare The charge we haue to helpe the iust and vyce to punish to O Lorde thou knowest it is to great for mortall men to do The Princes thought to liue at ease the pore man to take payne But daungerous is the Princes lyfe and daungerous once agayne O God let it not séeme to thée that I would chaunge my fate But if it be thy will good Lorde rid me from Rulers state The two Iudges come in Volup. ¶ God saue your goodnesse worthy syr God still augment your dayes Sensu. ¶ God send you Nestors tyme to raigne with helpe in all assayes Ioach. ¶ In froth right 〈◊〉 pity are you come I thought your absence long For when I am in place alone my passyons séeme full strong I cannot rid out of my brayne the charge of our degrée How rightly we should rule the world which crooked is to sée I promise you if I might speake without offence of God There is no sharper punishment then is the Rulers rod Yea let vs doe euen what we can to rule ech thing aright Thou knowest Lorde the waight is such it passeth much our might Sensu. ¶ Why Syr me thinkes you doe offend because you thus repyne Agaynst the doinges of that God whose workes are all deuyne He hath plaste you for chiefest here and vs to be your ayde We may not shrinke lyke fearefull ones but beare the burthen layde We may not thinke the burthen great nor yet the tyme to long That God shall keepe vs in this state but sée we doe no wrong 〈…〉 alas who liueth now and doth the people guyde But that agaynst his will O Lord his foote shall sometyme slyde The matters are so croockt and vyle that commeth forth ech day As how to ende without some wrong I know not well the way ¶ A Iudges state is straight indéede and to be lookte vpon But if so straight as you doe feare then were we wo begon But this I thinke if euidence our matters doe desyde Our ground is sure our path is straight our sentence cannot slyde ¶ Your if doth well but if your if do misse in any case How should we end our iorney straight and haue a crooked race But replye on wordes with wordes doth vaynely spende the tyme And tyme ill spent you know right well is eake a greeuous cryme What thinges we haue to do you know what matters to discusse The number of them Lorde thou knowest I thinke to much for vs Well it is our charge you know and therefore doe you two Peruse eche playnt with such effect as Iudges ought to do And when you haue with diligence done it with good aduyce I will you ayde to cut of doubtes if any doe aryse With that Sensuality and Voluptas sitteth downe at a Table turning of bokes and Ioachim kneeling on his knees sayeth ¶ O God when thou madste man of nought thou framdste him in suche blisse As he should still ●isy thy grace and feele no heauinesse Unto thy lykenesse him thou madste among thy workes of wonder And settest him in Paradice where is no thyrst 〈◊〉 hunger This ioyfull lyfe did he leade still till death the Deuill and Hell By disobeying of thy doome did spite his state so well He fell from that and now is come into such weakenesse Lord As what a loue of him doth come by thée it is abhorde Therefore good Lorde since thou haste plaste me for a Ruler here Graunt that no word may passe my mouth without thy loue and feare Here entreth Susanna and her two maydes Susanna ¶ I cannot but must marueyle much of Ioachim my Lorde And why he commeth not home to dyne according to his worde Was it not at 〈◊〉 a Clock that he sayd he would dyne How thinke you both in fayth is it not a little past that tyme Serua. ¶ Not much Madam he is not soont to breake his promyse iust Ancilla ¶ No no Madam he will ere long be with you you may trust Susanna ¶ What yonder he is me thinkes Serua. ¶ It is he in very deede With that she goeth to him and maketh Curtesy Susanna ¶ I will not say vnto you now what you did cause me thinke In déede I will conceale it now and at the matter winke Ioach. ¶ What Susan doest thou chyde me now I will fell thée my mynde That women there be none at all but shrewes they are by kynde Susanna ¶ Well well to auoyde this controuersye I will confesse that cryme And I pray you hartily to aryse and let vs home to dyne Note that from the entraunce of Susanna the Iudges eyes shall neuer be of her till her departure whispering betweene themselues as though they talked of her Ioach. ¶ What is it dinner tyme so soone me thinkes it scantly noone Susanna ¶ Yes good my Lord I pray you now make ready and go we soone With this Ioachim Susanna and her two Maydes go to the Table to the two Elders Ioach. ¶ Loe now my maysters you may sée the state of marryed men My wyfe is come I must be gone I must yéelde to her when Volup. ¶ And reason good forsooth it is for euery man to doe In some thing as his wyfe shall will his willing hart vnto ¶ Ye speake it well in very déede but it were harde to fynde If both your wordes and hart did gree in vttering this your mynde ¶ If he speake not his thought Madam I dare beshrew his harte For as he sayd I thinke in déede and shall doe for my parte ¶ Your conclusyon now I sée is that I should obay 〈◊〉 wyse in this her small request well well I say not nay But Susan come let vs go home the sooner shall we dyne As I doe you so shall you me obay another tyme ¶ And reason good in fayth my Lorde both now and alwayes to That I should follow your behestes as reason wils me do ¶ Well farewell my Maysters till after noone I trust you will dyne and be here agayne soone ¶ I warrant you we will not be long ¶ If we should we should do you wrong Here Ioachim Susanna and her two maydes depart and the Iudges make vp their

did giue it me Volup. ¶ Why friend shall we lose our Money III Rep. ¶ Why foole though I know not Phisick I know a connye Sensua. ¶ Mayster Uoluptas for the Money force not he is a good fellow And will otherwyse deserue it I doe right well know Volup. ¶ I will say no more of it but doe remitte the same But I pray thee tell me what is thy name ¶ Mary Syr a woman ¶ What act thou a man and haste a womans name ¶ Why syr are you a woman and haue a man to your Dame ¶ Nay I pray thee iest not but tell me thy name ¶ In fayth syr she can doe you no pleasure for she goeth with crooches ¶ 〈◊〉 go●th vpon crooches I pray thee tell ¶ Mary my Dame syr her Arse is not well For she had a vengeaunce bote payne betwéene her legges And her Surgeon hath magmed her with driuing in pegges ¶ Thou art a merry fellow I aske thée thy name ¶ By my Fathers soule syr I know not the same But yet I will talke lyke a mayster of arte Though my cheefe erudition hath bene at the Carte Twert I●fa●de Redding any Portsmouth You shall fynde my name I tell you forsooth ¶ If thou werte gentle thou wouldst not sende me so farre But friendly declare and show what you are ¶ Why whether I be friendly or no in fayth thou arte foolish And mad to I thinke that vnderstandest not English Take the fyrst Syllable of these Townes thrée And what my name is thou shalt playnely see ¶ I will rid the stryfe and tell in playner sorte His name as I tolde you is Ill Reporte ¶ What playne Ill Report no mayster at all in fayth for all your bloody gowne I will ray you on the scall ¶ Why gentle Mayster Ill Reporte it is a friendly parte With playne wordes to salute a friend proceeding from the harte And I dare speake in your behalfe although you seeme to sweare That friendly you do take his wordes as we doe friendship beare ¶ Geue me thy hande my friend I sweare by my Dad and Lorde Thou art arse honest a man as is in the vn●arshole worlde Thou louest me and thou louest me and I loue thée and I loue thée And is not Ill Reporte Voluptuousnesse and Sensualitie A glorious and blessed trinitie a pestelence on you both ¶ Let vs leaue now mayster Ill Reporte ¶ Why Knaue doste thou check me in such a sorte Sensu. ¶ No syr but we haue waighty masters to discus And for your wysedomes sake we account you cheefe of vs And because it concerneth womens kynde I know you as good as any man may fynde Ill Rep. ¶ In womens geare I am alone it is my whole delight And I will helpe you in that case be it wrong or right Volup. ¶ Well then I will be shorte vnto thée man We burne both with lust to Susan Ill Rep. ¶ And Uenus with Bacchus for wyne and Ceres for Corne Is alwayes colde and thou burnest after a horne Volup. ¶ Why syr why say you so Ill Rep. ¶ Thyne owne wordes in such sort go Didst not thou say to me euen now man That thou waste in loue and could not get thy shoes on Volup. ¶ No syr no I speake of Susanna Ill Rep. ¶ Who syr the countrey hath no peare a And is not a Neates feather I pray thée a Better to pull on thy shoes a Then to pull them on with thy fyngers end a. Volup. ¶ We talke of Ioachims wyfe whose name in Latten is Susan Ill Rep. ¶ Oh oh Est nomen Mulieris And you would haue tactus ipsius ventris You loue well Salmon of the meses For a womans belly your dyet doth please But if you meane to haue my helpe to fortefy your forte All that I can doe is to giue her an ill Reporte By which meanes if you proue and cannot speede That she desyres you the peoples cares I will feede Whereby and by your demure countenaunce You shall by loue or feare obtayne your desyred dalyaunce Sensua. ¶ Oh excellent wit and friendship irrecompensible We will requyte you with the lyke i● euer we be able Ill Rep. ¶ By my troth you say very well for so do the common sorte in recompence of a good turne giue an ill reporte Well get you packing to dinner and when you fynde her alone Spéede your purpose if you may and let me alone For I will cloke your doinges and hers shall be the blame You shall doe the fault and she shall haue the shame Well once agayne adue ¶ And to be short as much agayne to you Here go out the Iudges and the Vice taryeth still ¶ Must not a common welth Be néedes in good health That haue such Rulers They are syck of the sweat And to auoyde their heat They must haue coolers They must néedes spéede well That know I come from hell And seeke myne aduyce Well doe them not blame For to open shame I will them intyce And so at the last I shall bring to passe My Fathers desyre For Susan or the Iudge To please his olde grudge Shall burne in his fyre What seace Knaue seace Holde thy tongue and be peace What is he comes here It is Ioachim alas I will be gone by the Masse It is he that I feare Ioachim entreth and the Vice runneth out ¶ Seuen tymes is sayd that in one day the iust man doth offend Then seuen tymes seuen doe I alas good Lorde doe it amend And graunt that what I take in hande or what I shall begin May guyded be by thy good grace and so I shall not sinne Well to sée what my mates haue done to helpe ech pore mans case I will absent my selfe a whyle and get me from this place But yet before that I go hence Lord shield me with thy might And graunt me by thy wonted grace to iudge eche thing aright I passe not of this pomped worlde nor might that is therein I séeke good Lorde by thy good grace in heauen a place to win And therefore I assure my self my hope shall be no lesse That if thou guide me with thy grace I shall obtayne thy blesse And so shall all that vertue séekes and liue here on the ground And they that doe the contrary God will them sure confound Well waighty busynesse cals me hence to God I leaue you all Who graunt vs all to stand vpright and not in sinne to fall Here goeth out Ioachim and Susannas two mayds enter Ancilla ¶ When fyrst I came into the Court where we doe serue and dwell What I did thinke would moue you laugh if I that tale should tell ●erua. ¶ To laugh sometyme is medsonable therefore thou mayest do well Thy merry thought to vtter now that tyme doth serue to tell Ancilla ¶ I heard once in my fathers house a Gentleman declare The worthy customes of the court and ●ake the Princely fare The gorgeous Garmentes of eche Dame their

tyne and famous lyfe The noble workes of amorous Knights their stoute and louing stryfe The pleasure of eche worthy Dame how they doe hunt and hawke And wearyed with eche pastyme thus the streates how they did walk The noble maskes that were showed forth in euery winters night The Reuels and the reueling cheare that did eche harte delight Musitions how they did deuyse with songes to please the eare And Musickes arte by instrument that gladded hartes to heare And sometyme the pore mans chylde that there is plaste to be To honour clymes for vertues sake and brought to hye degrée Tush then was I on fyre set till I could get the grace Of Fathers and of mothers graunt to dwell in such a place They graunted me and I was glad thus came I here to dwell But now I thinke both you and I another tale can tell And yet can none of vs denye but that his wordes were true But that pertaynes not to my state nor yet belonges to you For we but wayters are on them that leade these happy days We trudge and trauayle and take payne they do possesse the prayse Thus when I thinke how wyde I shot when I shot at this marke I laugh to sée how ready youth is still to chaunge his worke I leapte from ease and quyet state within my natiue soyle And came into a stranger ayre to trauayle and to toyle Serua ¶ And can you laugh at this conceite then I will make make you smile When tyme and place shall serue agayne for vs to talke a whyle But now let vs be packing hence our Dame may thinke vs long She will forsooth giue vs the right if we giue her the wrong ¶ Harke Serua harke the clock strikes one t is tyme for vs to go It is a poynt of policy to loue and feare a throw They go out and Sensualitie and Voluptas enter ¶ Heu mihi quod nullis amor est medicabilis herbis Wo to me wretch wo once agayne wo to this day and hower Wherein my heate of ardent loue will coole with hearbe nor flower Wo to the God that sendes the loue wo to him 〈◊〉 the Dart And can so stryke as will not heale by hearbe or medicines arte Wo to my selfe that fyxt my hart where I cannot reuoke Wo to that blynde boy once agayne that gaue my hart the stroke if I may fynde a tyme and place to coole this my desyre I will doe it to spyte the Gods I care not for their yre ¶ Sensualitas my friend you know as well as I How fyrst we found by secrete meanes Susannas haunt to spye Shée goeth ech day when she hath dynde vnto a certayne spring Within here Orcharde her to wash which is a wholesome thing There were we sure at the least our eyes to fyll and please Be quiet then that may perhaps our sorrowes partly ease ¶ Ye say full well and I thinke sure if we could closely hyde Our selues within some couert place a tyme there might be spyde Wherein we might take her alone and then through loue or might We would haue both our pleasure there to voyd this sorrowfull plight ¶ Well let vs go and hyde our selues within that Orcharde then For after dinner she comes there I know her wonted when And Ill Report vs promysed what so we say or doe That he would sense vs of the fault and blame Susanna to ¶ Haue with you then with all my hart O Lord that the were there Away apace go on afore me thinke she commeth here Here they go afore into the Orchard and Susanna and her two maydes come vpon the stage ¶ If any woman in this world my God may iustly prayse It is I good Lorde aboue the rest that liueth in these days Thou blessest me my Lord my God and take my louing Spouse My Cattayle in the field abroade my seruauntes in the house My Corne both in the Barne and field doth yeeld full great increase And thus O Lord thy benifytes towardes vs doth neuer seace O Lorde doe graunt that these thy giftes doe not our hartes so fyll That if thou lay thy hand on vs we take that part for ill But as by this thy prouidence we liue and take our rest We may if any storme doe fall account it for the best Ancilla haue you warnde the Cooke his busynesse so to ende As slacknesse in the same his acte my Lorde doe not offende Ancilla ¶ Yea Madam ech thing is prest and shall be in good hower He is right carefull for his parte I doe it you assure Susanna ¶ And Serua haue you for your part done that I bid you doe Serua. ¶ Those thinges which you gaue me in charge My selfe haue done them to Susanna ¶ Well then will I go wash my selfe to the Orchard let vs go Here they goe into the Orcharde Me thinkes the wether very warme the season very hote And yet there is a thing or two that both you haue forgot Ancilla ¶ What is that Madam Susanna ¶ Neyther of you both I thinke haue brought me sope and oyle To wash the sweate of from my skin or rid away the soyle Well go you both togither hence I thinke you know wherefore And spéede agayne but here you hoe make fast the Orchard dore Serua. ¶ Yee forsooth Here they go out and shut the Orchard dore Ancilla ¶ Prone with your foote if that the Dore as we were had he lockt Serua. ¶ I warrant him that must come here must stande awhile and knock Ancilla ¶ How say you friend and fellow both did we not go hence well Gods blessing haue his honest harte that fyrst did found that bell You said if you remember well when I did tell my tale To recompence the same with like you sayd you would not fayle ¶ You say but true and to it then for losing of the tyme My Mother is a Farmers wyfe her maydes doe serue her swyne But here you what if I agayne were at my countrey home I would not leape thus to the court to sit there lyke a mome For pleasure more is in one hower there with our Gill and Iack Then here is in fyue hundred yeres for nothing there doth lack There had I for to run abroade my frée and youthly will Here may we not once péepe for feare our mouthes are shut vp still I nothing doubt but when I shall to mother make my mone For lack of talke my tongue and lippes togither will be growne Well chaunge I would this my straight life I tell you for my parte And he that brought me to the court beshrew his naked harte ¶ Not long ago I heard one say I thinke he ment by vs A latten sence and this it was Nemo sua sorte contentus Women are inquisitiue I asked him what he ment He sayd not one in all this world was with his chaunce content ¶ Well we must now and therefore peace and let vs go our way For we it is

that must accoumpt which way we spend the day Here they go out and the two Iudges that lye hidden talke in this wise ¶ The greatest scourge that may be giuen to any liuing wight I feele it now alas alas that she is in my sight Why Cupids flames doe burne my harte why sée my tormentes here And yet to ease my hugy smart I dare not proue for feare Now is the tyme and let it go we neuer fynde the léeke And yet to heale my secrete wo my hart is now to seeke ¶ Peace friend consyder well your state and let your sorrow slake For I it is that must and will this matter on me take if you do this with languishing our presence here descrye Before that we lay handes on her then were we neare the nye Peace I say I say be still I will to her alone And follow you as you sée tyme as soone as I am gone ¶ I will ¶ Fayre Lady be you not afrayde that you doe sée vs heare We both be come to doe you good and not to yeeld you feare You sée the Orchard dores are fast the wailes are close and iust In all this world none can vs see we may do what we lust I say agayne in all this world none can see what we do We burne towarde thee with feruent lust consent vs therefore to We are but men and of that kinde that thou thy selfe arte made Come lye with vs we loue thée well Susan be not afrayde For if thou wilt not then we shall a testimoniall lay Against thee of a maruailous force and thus both we will say A yongman with thée here we found in very secrete sporte Which caused thée away to send thy maydes in such a sorte Susanna ¶ Alas me thinkes your thoughtes and wordes togither do not gr●e You are of age and know right well that no such sinne should be You know also God doth it curse and ●ake our lawe on earth Doth recompence such sinners to with sharpe and cruell death And therefore good my friend I say doe leaue as you begon And I will holde me so content and hyde that you haue done Sensu. ¶ Nay nay Madame we meane not so we meane to haue our will Doe you consent you shall vs fynde both sure and secrete still And so we may haue company no wight can vs correct And this I know assuredly no man will vs suspect This doe or else I sweare for troth we shall declare at large as this my friend hath sayd afore which were to great a charge Therfore consent we might haue done while we haue vsde this talke If not doe you assure you our euidence shall walke Susanna ¶ Oh Lord oh God oh King of blisse what stormes doe stop my breth If I fulfill your fylthy lust I know it breedes my death And if I doe not then ah alas you trap me in your bandes And thus can I pore Innocent by no meanes scape your handes Well better it is without the act your daunger to fall in Then to attempt my Lord my God with this so vyle a sinne Se. Vo. ¶ Helpe helpe helpe Here two seruauntes of the house run out and breake open the Orchard dore and asketh what is the matter and then Voluptas speaketh ¶ What is the matter ¶ It was our chaunce in ending things which we haue for to ende Secretly to common here where none should here our mynde And lying close and secrete still we shame to much to shew But what we saw we kéepe it close till Ioachim may it know 〈◊〉 ¶ There is but one that liueth for aye and séeth euery thing He knoweth the fruite of euery trée before the braunche doe spring I leaue to him in this my néede that which I haue to do I am but one thou knowest my God these wicked men are two ¶ Me thinkes this matter very straunge and soundes not lyke a truth My Mistresse vertue all the world haue noted from her youth ¶ Our Mistresse yea she doth her lyfe in such sorte still direct As fyckle fame at no tyme durst her honest lyfe suspect I tell thée true Seruus my friend I flatter not for méede It shal be found that they them selues haue wrought this wicked déede And cause that she would not consent to serue their fylthy lust They haue wrought this to scuse themselues Seruus thou mayst me trust ¶ Come away come away in fayth Madame you are a secrete whore Full long haue I mistrusted it though I tooke you not before ¶ A whore yea vyle and fylthye whore fye on it fylthy acte I thinke a thousand of her toyes the vyldest whore doth lack Here goe out the two Iudges and Susanna and sayeth as she goeth 〈◊〉 ¶ Why God if I most synfull wight might reason once with thée Canst thou permit and suffer still these wicked thus to lye My sorrowes all and some I sende them to thy heauenly throne Receiue my sobbing teares oh Lord and ease me that do mone They be gone 〈◊〉 ¶ Harde you not my fellow deare I thought her hart had broke And eke my soule did sorrow much to here the wordes she spoke But I know this assuredly that if she guiltlesse bée God will defende the innocent from cruell destinie 〈◊〉 ¶ Guiltlesse man yes assuredly and marke what I doe tell Thou shalt sée them dye shamefully and she shall doe full well Why God himselfe hath spoken this the fruite showeth euery trée And marke if synce thou knowest her fyrst where is one such as shée She serueth God deuoutly still she helpeth eke the pore And to ayde them that want reléefe she goeth from dore to dore And now in this her greatest néede she doth vpon God call I promise thée I trust in God he will not let her fall Seruus ¶ Oh Lord that neuer didst refuse a synners iust complaynt kneele downe With teares I aske reléefe of thee in this her great constraint That if she guiltlesse be good Lorde as I doe hope full well Doe strength her Lorde and teache her tongue which way her tale to tell Not Lord that thou haste néede of vs but for to heape thy prayse Which thy deserte shall herein get for now and eake alwayes The world shall wonder at thy worke and alwayes in thée trust Because thou doest deliuer her from those that are vniust Tru Rep. ¶ Ryse vp Seruus for I haue heard eare this some men to say The sore that suddayne taken is doth soonest weare away And ofte the paynter in his workes to shew the fayrer whyte Doth set the blackest black of all agaynst it ouer right And I haue heard and so haue you our mistresse often say Why Lorde doest thou loue me so well that liue in welth alway Graunt to me God once in my lyfe a little péece of thrall But stande by me good Lord I say let me not synke nor fall And this hath God I warrant thée done for to shew his might