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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B00463	The fabulous tales of Esope the Phrygian, compiled moste eloquently in Scottishe metre by Master Robert Henrison, & now lately Englished. ; Euery tale moralized most aptly to this present time, worthy to be read..; Aesop's fables. English. Selections. 1577	Aesop.; Henryson, Robert, 1430?-1506?; Smith, Richard, fl. 1587.	1577 (1577)	STC 186.5; ESTC S90053	52,310	130

prelacie Fol. 24 5 The Rhetoricall tale of the sonne heyre of the foresaid Tod or Foxe called father warres also the parliament of beastes holden by the Lion which she weth our duetie at all assemblies commaunded by our Prince or superiours how we ought to behaue our selues 31 6 The wofull tale of the plaintife dogge against the poore sheepe before Iustice Wolfe notably shewing the abuses of such Courtes where money might maketh the poore to begge Fol. 44 A tale of the Lion the Mouse with the authours prologue before shewing what reuerence we owe to our Princes person yea though he be dead and howe we ought to venture our liues to do them good 51 8 The notable tale of the preaching of the Swallowe conteining the office of a preacher and howe they ought to warne vs of Satan his trappes lest we be catched in his net Fol. 62 9 The mery tale of the Wolfe that sayne would haue had the neckeherring or Samon through the wyles of the Foxe that beguiled the carrier and of their hard aduentures Fol. 73 10 The excellent tale of the wily Laurence Foxe that beguiled the couetous craftie Wolf where is shewed depe dissembling friēdship how briberie beareth sway 86 11 The mery tale of the Wolfe and the Weather where is painted out the lusty blouds come vp of low degree by vnlawfull meanes and apparclling them selues in their brauery wil giue no place to their betters 94 12 The wofull tale of the cruell Wolfe and the innocent Lambe laying before our sight the bloud thirstie tyrāts and oppressours of poore helples men Fol. 101 13 The tale of the wofull end of the Paddocke and the Mouse shewing the well deserued ende of the holowe harted dissemblers and howe God in the ende doth requite them Fol. 107 Lastly the translators Epilogue shewing that in a deformed creature God may and wil set forth his glorie ¶ The Argument or Prologue THough fayned Fables of auncient poetry Be not all grounded vpon truth what than Their politick termes in sweete Rethory Right pleasaunt are vnto the eare of man And eke the cause that they first began Was to reproue the hole misliuing Of man by figure of some other thing In like maner thorough the boysterous erth So it be labored with great diligence Springs floures and corne to our great myrth Holsome and good to mans sustenaunce So doth spring some morall sweete sentence Out of the subtill dyte of Poetry To good purpose who can it well apply The nuttes shell though it be hard and tough Holdes the kernell whiche is most delectable So lyes their doctrine wise inough And full of fruyte vnder a fayned fable And wise men sayes it is right profitable Amongs ernest to mingle merry sport To recreat the spryte and make the time be short Further the bowe that is ay bent Seemes vnsmart and dui on the string So doth the minde that is ay diligent In earnest thoughts and great studying With sad maters some myrrinesse to ming Accordeth well thus Esope sayd iwis Dulcius arrident s●ria picta locis Of this aucthor my maysters with your leue Submitting me to your correction In mother toung out of Latine to proue To make some maner of translation Nought of my self for vayne presumption But by request and precept of a Lord Of whom the name I neede not record In homely language and in termes rude I needes must wryte for why of Eloquence Nor Rethorike I neuer vnderstoode Therefore meekely I pray your reuerence If that ye finde through my negligence To be lacking or els superfluous Correct it at your willes gratious My Aucthor in his Fables telles how That brutall beasts spake and vnderstoode And to good purpose dispute and argue And sillogisme propone and eke conclude Put in example and in similitude How many men in operation Are like to beastes in condition No maruell then though man be like a beast Which loues ay carnall and foule delight That shame cannot him pluck backe nor artest But takes all his lust and appetite And that thorow custome and dayly ryte Sinne in their mindes is so fast rooted That they into brutall beastes are transformed This noble clerke Esope as I haue tolde With great inuention as poete Laureate By figure wrote his booke for he nought would Lacke the disdayne of hie nor low estate And to begin first of a Cock he wrate Seeking his meate which fond a precious stone Of whom the Fable ye shall heare anone FINIS The tale of the Grosehead chaunteleare the Cock and precious Stone A Cocke sometime with feathers fresh and gay Right cant and crowes albeit he was but poore Flew forth on dunghill early on a day To get his dinner set was all his cure Scraping the mucke there by aduenture He found a Iasper stone right pretious Was casten forth by sweeping of the house As damosels wanton and insolent That faine would play and on the streete be seene To sweeping of the house they take no tent They care nothing so the floore be cleene Iewels are lost as sometime hath bene seene Vpon the floore and so swept forth anone Peraduenture so was this pretious stone So marueling vpon this stone quoth he O gentle Iasp O ritche and noble thing Though I thee finde yet art thou not for me Thou art a Iewell for a Lord or King. Pitty it were thou should lie in this midding Be buried this amongs this mucke and mold And thou so fayre and worth so mutch gold It is pittie I should thee finde for why Thy great vertue nor yet thy colour cleere It may me nother extoll nor magnify And thou to me may make but little cheere To great Lords though thou be lief and deere I loue farre better things of lesse auayle As draf or Corne to fill my tuine intrayle I had leuer go scrape here with my nayles Amongs this muck and looke my liues foode As draf or corne small wormes or snayles Or any meate would do my stomacke good Than of Iasper stones a mighty multitude And thou againe vpon the same wise For lesse auayle thou may me now dispise Thou hast no corne and thereof haue I neede Thy colour doth but comfort to the sight And that is not inough my wombe to feede For the wise sayes loking things are light I would haue some meate get it if I might For hungry men may not liue on lookes Had I dry bread I compt not for no cookes Where should thou make thy habitation Where should thou dwell but in a royall toure Where should thou sitte but on a kings corone Exalted in worship and in great honor Rise gentell Iasp of all stones the floure Out of this dunghill and passe where thou should be Thou cares not for me nor I for thee Leuing this Iewell loe vpon the ground To seeke his meate this Cock his wayes went But when or how or by whom it was found As now I set to holde no