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A21166	The paradise of daintie deuises containyng sundrie pithie preceptes, learned counsailes and excellent inuentions : right pleasant and profitable for all ages / deuised and written for the most parte by M. Edwardes, sometime of her Maiesties chappell, the rest by sundrie learned gentlemen both of honor and worship, whose names hereafter followe.	Edwards, Richard, 1523?-1566.; Bernard, of Cluny, 12th cent. De contemptu mundi. English & Latin. Selections.; Vaux, Thomas Vaux, Baron, 1510-1556.; Hunnis, William, d. 1597.; Heywood, Jasper, 1535-1598.; E. O.; Kinwelmersh, Francis, d. 1580?; Sande, D.; Yloop, M.	1585 (1585)	STC 7520; ESTC S105441	59,068	98

and worthy skill doth fade at length and fall away There is nothing but time doth wast The Heauens the Earth consume at last But vertue sits triumphing still vpon the trone of glorious fame Though spitfull death mans body kill yet hurtes he not his vertuous name By life or death what so betides The state of vertue neuer slides FINIS M. T. 22. Nothing is comparable vnto a faithfull frend SIth this our time of frendship is so scant Sith frendship now in euery place doth want Sith euery man of frendship is so hollow As no man rightly knowes which way to follow Cease not my Muse sease not in these our dayes To ring loude peales of sacred frendships prayse If men be now their owne peculiar frendes And to their neighbours frendship none pretendes If men of frendship shew them selues so bare And of their brethren take no frendly care Forbeare not then my Muse nor feare not then To ring disprayse of these vnfrendly men Did man in frendship know the mightie power How great effectes it worketh euery hower What store of hidden frendship it retaynes How still it powreth forth aboundant gaynes Man would with thee my Muse in these our dayes Ring out loude peales of sacred frendships prayse Frendship releeueth mans necessitie Frendship comforteth mans aduersitie Frendship augmenteth mans prosperitie Frendship preferres man to felicitie Then ring my Muse ring out in these our dayes Ring out loude peales of sacred frendships prayse Of frendship groweth loue and charitie By frendship men are linked in amitie From frendship springeth all commoditie The fruite of frendship is fidelitie Oh ring my Muse ring out in these our dayes Peale vpon peale of sacred frendships prayse That man with man true frendship may embrace That man to man may shew a freendly face That euery man may sow such freendly seedes As freendship may be found in freendly deedes And ioyne with thee my muse in these our dayes To ring loud peales of sacred freendships prayse FINIS F. Kindlemarsh Golden precepts PErhaps you think me bolde that dare presume to teache As one y t runns beyond his race rowes beyond his reach Sometime the blinde doe go where perfect sights doe fall The simple may sometimes instruct the wisest heads of al. If needefull notes I giue that vnto vertue tend Me thinkes you should of right vouchsafe your listning eares to lend A Whetstone cannot cut yet sharpes it well we see And I though blunt may whet your skils if you attentife bee First these among the rest I wish you warely heede That God be seru'd your prince obayed freends releeu'd at neede Then looke to honest thrift both what and how to haue At night examine so the day that bed be thought a graue Seeke not for others goods be iust in worde and deede For got with shiftes are spent with shame beleeue this as thy creede Boste not of Natures giftes nor yet of parents name For Uertue is the onely meane to winne a worthy fame Ere thou doest promise make consider well the ende But promise past be sure thou keepe both with thy foe and freende Threat not reuenge to much it shewes a crauens kinde But to preuaile and then forgiue declares a noble minde Forget no freendships debt wish to requite at least For God and man yea all the world condems the vngratefull beast Beare not a frendly face with hart of Iudas kisse It shewes a base and vile conceipt and not where valure is Flye from a faunyng flurt and from a coggyng mate Their loues breedes losse their prayse reproch their frēdship breeds but hate Seeke not to loose by wiles that law and duetie bindes They be but helpes of Banckrupts heads and not of honest myndes The motions of the flesh and Collers heate restraine For heapes of harmes do dayly hap where lust or rage doth raigne In diet deede and wordes a modest meane is best Inough sufficeth for a feast but riot findes no rest And so to make an end let this be borne away That vertue alwayes be thy guide so shalt thou neuer stray FINIS ¶ In prayse of the Snayle THe deepe turmoyled wight that liues deuoyde of ease Whose wayward wittes are often found more wauering then the seas Seekes sweete repose abroad and takes delight to rome Where reason leaues the Snayle for rule to keepe a quiet home Leape not before thou looke lest harme thy hope assayle Hast hauocke makes in hurtfull wise wherfore be slow as Sayle Refrayne from rash attempt let take heede be thy skill Let wisedome bridle brainsicke wit and leasure worke thy will Dame reason biddes I say in thynges of doubt be slacke Lest rashnesse purchase vs the wrong that wisedome wills vs lacke By rashnesse diuers haue bene deadly ouercome By kindly creepyng on like Snayle duke Fabe his fame hath wonne Though some as swift as haukes can stoope to euery stale Yet I refuse such sodayne flight and will seeme slow as Snayle Wherefore my prety Snaile be still and lappe thee warme Saue enuies frets mauger their fumes ther● few shall do thee harme Because in some respect thou holdes me to be wise I place thee for a Presedent and signe before mine eyes Was neuer any yet that harme in thee could find Or dare auow that euer Snaile wrought hurt to humaine kinde I know dame Phisicke doth thy friendly helpe implore And crau's the salue from thee ensues to cure the crased sore Sith Phisicke then alowes the vertues in degree In spight of spight I weare thee still that well contenteth me FINIS 21. Remember thy end TO be as wise as Cato was or rich as Cresus in his life To haue the strength of Hercules which did subdue by force or strife What helpeth it when death doth call The happy end exceedeth all The rich may well the poore relieue that rulers may redresse ech wrong The learned may good counsell giue but marke the end of this my song Who doth these thinges happy they call Their happy end exceedeth all The happiest end in these our dayes that all do seeke both small and great Is either for fame or els for praise or who may sit in highest seat But of these thinges hap what hap shall The happy end exceedeth all A good beginning oft we see but seldome standing at one stay For few do like the meane degree then prayse at parting some men say The thinges whereto ech wight is thrall The happy end exceedeth all The meane estate that happy life which liueth vnder gouernance Who seekes no hate nor breedes no strife but takes in worth his happy chance If contentation him befall His happie ende exceedeth all The longer life that we desire the more offence doth dayly grow The greater paine it doth require except the iudge some mercy shew Wherefore I thinke and euer shall The happie end exceedeth all FINIS D. S. 24. He perswadeth his friend from the fond affectes of loue VUhy art thou bound and mayest

to time doe quite consume and vade from time to clay But my true heart and seruice vowde shall last time out of minde And still remayne as thine by dome as Cupid hath assignde My faith loe here I vow to thee my troth thou knowest right well My goodes my freendes my life is thine what neede I more to tell I am not mine but thine I vowe thy hestes I will obay And serue thee as a seruaunt ought in pleasing if I may And sith I haue no flying winges to see thee as I wishe Ne sinnes to cut the siluer streames as doth the gliding fish Wherefore leaue now forgetfulnesse and send againe to me And straine thy Azured vaynes to write then I may greeting see And thus fare well more deare to me then chiefest friend I haue UUhose loue in hart I minde to shrine till death his see doe craue FINIS M. Edwardes ¶ He complayneth his mishap SHall rigour raigne where ruth hath run shall fansie now forsake Shall fortune lose that fauour wonne shall not your anger slake Shall hatefull heart be had in you that friendly did pretend Shall slipper thought and faith vntrue that heart of yours defend Shall Nature shew your beautie faire that gentle seemes to be shall frowardnesse your fansies heire be of more force then she shall now disdaine the dragge of Death direct and lead the way shall all the Impes vpon the yearth reioyce at my decay Shall this the seruice of my youth haue such reward at last shall I receiue rigour of ruthe and be from fauour cast shall I therefore berent my heares with wightes that wish to dye Or shall I bathe my selfe with teares to feede your fickle eye No no I shall in paine lye still with Turtle Doue most true And vow my selfe to wit and will their counsels to ensue Good Ladies all that louers be and that to be pretende Giue place to wit let reason seeme your enemies to defende Least that you thinke as I haue thought your selfe to striue in vayne And so to be in thraldome brought with me to suffer paine FINIS W. Hunnis ¶ No foe to a flatterer I Would it were not as I thinke I would it were not so I am not blinde although I winke I feele what windes doe blowe I know where craft with smiling cheare creepes into boldned brest I heare how fayned speeches speakes fayre where hatred is possest I see the serpent lye and lurke vnder the greene alowe I see him watche a time to worke his poyson to bestowe In friendly looke such fraude is founde as faith for feare is fled And friendship hath receiu'de such wound as he is almost dead And hatefull heart with malice great so boyles in cankred minde That flatterie flearing in the face had almost made me blinde But now I see all is not golde that glittereth in the eye Nor yet such friendes as they professe as now by proofe I trie Though secret spight by craft haue made a coate of Panters skin And thinkes to finde me in the shade by sleight to wrap me in Yet God be praysed my eye is cleare and can behold the Sunne UUhen falshood dare not once appeare to ende that he begunne Thus time shall trie the thing amisse which God saue shortly sende And turne the heart that fayned is to be a faithfull friende FINIS W. Hunnis His comparison of Loue. THe spider with great skill doeth trauell day by day His limms no time lye still to set his house in staie And when he hath it wrought thinking therein to raigne A blast of winde vnthought doth driue it downe againe The proofe whereof is true to make his worke indure He paines himselfe a newe in hope to dwell more sure And in some secret place a corner of a wall He frameth himselfe apace to build and rest withall His pleasure sweete to stay when he to rest is bent An vgly shamble Flee approcheth to his Tent And there intendes by force his labours great to winne Or els to yeeld his corse by fatall death therein Thus is the spiders nest from time to time throwne downe And he to labour prest with endles paine vnknowne So such as louers be like trauell doe attaine Those endlesse workes ye see are alwaies full of paine FINIS W. Hunnis A Louers ioye I Haue no ioye but dreame of ioye and ioy to thinke on ioye A ioye I withstoode to finish mine annoye I hate not without cause alas yet loue I know not why I thought to hate I cannot hate although that I should dye A foe most sweete a friend most sower I ioy for to embrace I hate the wrong and not the wight that workt my woefull case What thing it is I know not I but yet a thing there is That in my fancie still perswades there is no other blisse The ioyes of life the pangues of death it makes me feele eche daie But life nor death this humor can deuise to weare awaye Faine would I dye but yet in death no hope I see remaines And shall I liue since life I see a course of sory paines UUhat is it then that I doe seeke what ioye would I aspire A thing that is diuine belike too high for mans desire FINIS F. K. Euill to him that euill thinketh THe subtill s●ily slightes that worldly men doe worke The freendly shewes vnder whose shade most craft doth often lurke Enforceth me alas with yernfull voyce to say UUoe worthe the wilie heads that seekes the simple mans decay The bird that dreades no guile is soonest caught in snare Eche gentle harte deuoyde of craft is soonest brought to care Good Nature soonest trapt which giues me cause to saie woe worthe the wilie heades that seeke the simple mans decay I see the serpent vile that lurkes vnder the greene How subtilly he shrowdes himselfe that he may not be seene And yet his fosters bane his learing lookes bewray woe worthe the wilie heades that seekes the simple mans decay Woe worth the feyning lookes on fauour that we doe waite woe worth the feyned friendly heart that harbours deepe deceipt woe worthe the Uipers broode oh thrise woe worthe I say All worldly wilie heades that seekes the simple mans decay FINIS M. Edwardes ¶ He assureth his constancie WIth painted speech I list not proue my cunning for to trie Nor yet will vse to fill my pen with guilefull flatterie UUith pen in hand and hart in brest shall faithfull promise make To loue you best and serue you moste by your great vertues sake And sure dame Nature hath you deckt with giftes aboue the rest Let not Disdaine a harbour finde within your noble brest For Loue hath led his Lawe a like to men of eche degree so that the Begger with the Prince shall Loue as well as he I am no Prince I must confesse nor yet of Princes line Nor yet a brutish Begger borne that feedes among the swine The fruite shall trie the tree at last

thee O heauenly king FINIS F. Kindlemarsh 12. No pleasure without some payne SUUeet were the ioyes that both might like and last Straunge were the state exempt from all distresse Happie the life that no mishap should tast Blessed the chaunce might neuer chaunge successe UUhere such a life to lead or state to proue UUho would not wishe that such a life were loue But O the sowrie sauce of sweet vnsure UUhen pleasures flie and flie with wast of winde The trustlesse traines that hoping harts allure UUhen sweet delightes do but allure the minde UUhen care consumes and wastes the wretched wight UUhile fancie feedes and drawes of her delight UUhat life were loue if loue were free from paine But O that paine with pleasure matcht should meet UUhy did the course of Nature so ordaine That sugred sowre must sauce the bitter sweet UUhich sowre from sweet might any meanes remoue UUhat hap what heauen what life were like to loue FINIS W. Hunis 13. Who myndes to bryng his Shippe to happy shore Must care to know the lawes of wisedomes lore MY frend if thou wilt credite me in ought To whom the truth by triall well appeares Nought worth is wit till it be dearely bought There is no wisedome but in hoarie heares Yet if I may of wisedome oft define As well as others haue of happinesse Then to my wordes my frend thy eare encline The thinges that make thee wise are these I gesse Feare God and know thy selfe in ech degree Be frend to all familiar but to few To light of credite see thou neuer bee For triall ought in trust doth treason shew To others faultes cast not to much thy eye Accuse no man of guilt amende thy owne Of medling much doth mischief ought arise And oft debate by tickle tongue is sowne What thing thou wilt haue hid to none declare In word or deede beware of had I wist So spend thy good that some thou euer spare For frendes like Haukes do soare from emptie fist Cut out thy coate according to thy cloth Suspected persons see thou alwayes flee Beleeue not him that once hath broke his troth Nor yet of gift without desert be free Time quickly slippes beware how thou it spend Of wanton youth repentes a painfull age Begin nothing without an eye to th'end Nor bow thine eare from counsaile of the sage If thou to farre let out thy fancie slip And witlesse will from reasons rule outstart Thy folly shall at length be made thy whip And sore the stripes of shame shall cause thee smart To doe to much for old men is but lost Of frendship had to women comes like gayne Bestow not thou on children to much cost For what thou doest for these is all in vayne The old man or he can requite he dies Unconstant is the womans wauering minde Full soone the body thy frendship will despise And him for loue thou shalt vngratefull finde The aged man is like the barraine ground The woman like the reede that wagges with winde There may no trust in tender yeares be found And of the three the boy is most vnkinde If thou haue founde a faithfull frend in deede Beware thou lose not loue of such a one He shall sometime stand thee in better steede Then treasure great of gold or precious stone FINIS Iasper Heiwood 14. Of the vnconstant stay of Fortunes giftes IF Fortune be thy stay thy state is very tickle She beares a double face disguised false and fickle This day she seemes to smile to morow will she frowne What now she sets aloft anone she throweth downe Flye Fortunes slye deceipte let Uertue be thy guide If that you doe intende in happy state to abide Upon the setled rocke thy building surest standes Away it quickely weares that resteth on the sandes Dame Uertue is the rocke that yeldes assured stay Dame Fortune is the sande that scoureth soone away Chose that is certaine let thinges vncertaine passe Preferre the precious gold before the brittle glasse Slye Fortune hath her sleightes she playes vpon the packe Looke whom she fauours most at length she turnes to wracke But Uertue simply deales she shuns deceptfull traine Who is by Uertue raised vp shall neuer fall againe Sticke fast to Uertue then that giues assured trust And fly from Fortunes frekes that euer proue vniust FINIS F. K. 15. Promise is debt IN my accompt the promise that is vowed Emong the good is holden such a debt As he is thought no whit to be allowed That setteth light his promise to forget And for my part I will not linke in loue UUith fickle folke whose fancies ought remoue My happy gayne I doe esteeme for such As few haue founde in these our doubtfull dayes To finde a frend I thinke it be as much As to win a fort full fraught of noble prayse Of all the goodes that there may be possest A faithfull frend I iudge to be the best O frendly league although to late begun Yet time shall trye our troth as well imployed And that we both shall see that we haue doen Such fastned fayth as can not be destroyed By enuious rage or slaunders bitter blow That alwayes seekes the good to ouerthrow FINIS R. Hill 16. No wordes but deedes THe wrong is great the payne aboue my power That yeldes such care in doubtfull dens to drowne Such hap is hard where Fortune doth so lower As frendly looke is tournd to froward frowne Is this the trust that faithfull frendes can finde With those that yet haue promise broke By deedes in doubt as though no wordes can binde A vowed frend to hold him to his yoke O faithlesse frend what can assure your minde That doubtes so soone before you haue cause why To what hard hap doth Fortune here me binde UUhen wordes nor deedes can no where satisfie UUhat can I write that hath not oft bene sayd UUhat haue I sayd that hath not bene affirmed UUhat not approued that ought to be assayed Or what is vowed that shall not be performed Cast of mistrust in hast no credite giue To this or that that breedeth frendes vnrest No doubt at all but trust me if I liue My deedes shall proue that all is for the best And this beleeue the sea shall cease to flow The sunne to shine within the setled skie All thinges on earth shall leaue to spring and grow Yea euery foule shall want his winges to flie Eare I in thought shall seeme once to retire If you my frend remaine as I desire Now lose no time but vse that while you may Forget not this a Dogge shall haue a day FINIS R. D. 17. He desireth exchaunge of life THe day delayed of that I most doe wish UUherewith I feede and starue in one degree UUith wish and want still serued in one dish A liue as dead by proofe as you may see To whom of old this Prouerbe well it serues UUhile grasse doth grow the silly horse he sterues Tweene these