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A16262	The most wonderful and pleasaunt history of Titus and Gisippus whereby is fully declared the figure of perfect frendshyp, drawen into English metre. By Edwarde Lewicke. Anno. 1562.; Decamerone. Day 10. Novel 8	Boccaccio, Giovanni, 1313-1375.; Lewicke, Edward, fl. 1562.	1562 (1562)	STC 3184.6; ESTC S122297	12,138	38

man Thought in that barne for to remaine To hide him selfe that night But whan He sawe a wretch bewept and wan On slep and a knife by his side He toke the knife and quicklye than Towardes the dead man he did glide Into his wound both depe and wide Which at that time did freshlye blede He put the knife thinkinge to hide His owne vile acte and mischeuous dede And brought it all blodye with spede To poore Gysippus where he laye Aslepe and put it without drede Into his hand and went his way Sone after whan that it was daye The dead man being founde anon The officers all in araye Made earnest search for the felon And finding in the barne vpon The grounde a man on slepe which ha● A blody knife suspection They had thinking him to be mad And waked him of his slepe so bad Saying arise thou murderarre With that Gysippus was right glad Thinking his death not to be farre Before thy Senate to the barre They brought him to haue his iudgemēt With billes and battes like men of war Yet he poore soule was innocent Titus at that time was present Who beholding Gisippus well Lept from the bench incontinent And downe vpon his knees he fell Sayinge geue eare what I shall tell Ye nobles all and then discus This haynous murther so cruell Committed was by me Titus For old malice the truth is thus Which I a longe time did him owe For thinges that haue bene betwene vs This straunger as ye may well knowe Is desperate god knoweth howe And doth this act gladly expresse His care with deth to ouerthrowe Yet certainlye he is giltlesse Reward me for my wickednes For I it is that ought to dye Gisippus did again profes Seing Titus was contrary To his aspecte and still did crye To the Senatours to proceade In sudgement on him bie and by For I said he haue done the dede Titus denied it in that stede Thus they a long time did contend Ech of them for the others mede Who for th offence should his life ende Abundantlye teares they did spend The Senatours abashed were None wist whereof it did depende That those two such frendship did beare The very these bichaunce was there Amid the prease that time standinge Who when he heard with snob and teare Those two personnes thus disputinge Which both were giltles of the thinge His heart could not make his tong slake To kepe truth from discoueringe Wherfore quite through y e prease he brak Before the Senate thus he spake Most noble fathers euery one I am approched peace to make I am knowen to be a persone Whiche haue manye bie theft vndone Titus you knowe assuredlye Pleasure in malice he hath none But is of much simplisitie This straunger eke which standeth by Semeth to be with care compact And disperate god knoweth why His wittes from him being subtract They both are gilties of this acte The truth plainly I will disclose I did that most vngracious fact The man from his life to depose I smot him that he neuer rose Then to the barne Iran full right Thinking to hide me from my foes But when I sawe this wofull wight A slepe thinking myselfe to quight A policy I thought full good I tooke his knife and did it dight Both hafte blade in the mannes blood When I had done in that mad woode I brought his blodye knife agayne This feate my reason vnderstode Was best your iudgement to refrayne But concience now doth me constrayne To put the giltlesse out of dout At your iugdement will I remaine Abiding death though it be stout The Senate then and all the rout Reioyced and toke good comfort In all the court there was a shout Ther neuer was a gladder sort To make the tale more brefe and shorte Gysippus was discouered Titus did their frendshippe report The felon he was pardoned Titus beinge aduertised Of his most deare frendes banishment He vowed to be auenged On Athenes yer long time were spent So then he tooke incontinent His frend Gysippus with him home Where that the lady excellent Most louingly bad him welcome His fame was spred throughout al Rome With reuerence and with honoure For his frendship and his wisdome And for his louely behauioure Titus beinge a Senatoure With assistince he did prepare A mightye armie to sucoure His frend and to aduenge his care To Athenes ferslye he did fare With all his souldiours on a thronge On his frendes foes he did not spare But with a courage stoute and stronge Requited al Gisippus wronge Restoringe him his goodes certayne Stablishinge him his frendes amonge And so returned to Roome agayne FINIS QVOD EDWARDE LEWICK Imprinted at London by Thomas Hacket and are to be solde at hys shop in Lumbarde streete Aristo Seneca The complaininge of Titus Rhinos is a certaine beast in the countreise of India hauinge a sharpe horne gro wing out of the nos trilles of his nose and an other in his neck this beast is as big as an Elephant and is naturally an enemye to the Elephant The wordes of Titus to Gi●sippus The aunswere of Gisippus to Titus In those dayes not withstanding anie ceremony done at the church the marriage was not confirmed vn till night that the husband had put a ringe on the brides finger and losed the girdle of hir virginitie ech of thē promissyd loyalte one to another The oration of Titus to 〈◊〉 Ath●●ensis The discripcion of the mighye poure of loue The confession of the these

The most wonderful and pleasaunt History of Titus and Gisippus whereby is fully declared the figure of perfect frendshyp drawen into English metre By Edwarde Lewicke Anno. 1562. Aristotell Frendshyppe is a vertue For all men to take holde Frendshypp ioyned with vertue Passeth syluer and golde As fyer and heate Are in seperable alwaye So are the hartes of frendes From daye to daye THere was in the city of Rome A noble man hight fulnius A Senatour of great wisdome One of the chiefest the truth is thus He had a sonne named Titus An apter child could not be found As witty men did their discus For learnyng going on the ground Fulnius loue did so abound To Titus for his natiue grace That to athenes he sent him rounde Because he should learninge enbrace Wherof Athenes was the best place With one Chremes Titus did host Who had a sonne so like of face To Titus that Chremes 〈◊〉 Knew not his sonne his marke was lost For their statures and age were one Their garmentes both a like did cost On all the earth lo there were none So like of beautye blood and bone Gysippus hight Chrimes sonnes name Together still wolde they haue gone To scole to meales to play or game Their willes wits both like did frame In oue doctrine they did delite What one did tone the very same The other loued with all his might In learning they were iustly pight For yer that they much time did spende In Athenes was not manie a wight Would in learning with them contend● At last when God by deth did sende For Chremes in his auntient age Gysippus goodes was without ende He was of noble parentage And eke a propre personage Wherfore his frendes did him allure And stil prouoke to mariage Saying thereby you may be sure Your progenie shall long endure To your great honour and comfort Thus daily they did him procure But Gisippus for to be short To their counsell woulde not resort For he was wedded to studie Philosophy was all his sport Except Titus his frende onelse Whom he so loued that well nie For other thinges he did not care Titus also a good cause whye Would for Gisippus his life spare Suche frendship hath bene sene but rare Gisippus fearinge that a wife Should cause their frēdship sone to ware Whiche he had leuer lose his life Then with his frend to fall at strife Fearing left through mariage also Which caused him to be penife Philosophie he should forgoe And leaue his scole alas for wo Which thoughts made him for to abstain As much as in him lay to doe His kinsemens aduise to refraine But yet they did him so constraine By calling on so importaunt That nedes he must though to his paine Seing they cried incessaunt To all their requestes throughlie graunt Titus also did him desire That he would not be repugnaunt But doe as they did him require Or els said he their feruent ire Against you alway shal be bent As furious as the fretting fire Therfore it is expedient Deare frende Gysippus to content Your selfe and set your hart at rest Chouse you a wyfe by mine assent Euen such a one as you like best Gysippus with this meke request To his frend Titus did agree What nede much talke to be exprest His frendes a maiden did forsee No meter match they thought mought be Then she for suche a worthy wight In beautye bright peareles was she Sophronia this mayden hight When they and her frendes had full right The couenaunt of this marriage knitte Gysippus then to haue the sight Of this lady they thought it fitt And saide also that best were it For him this mayden to beholde Whom when he sawe in shape and wit Like him his ioyes could not be tolde He louid her so that oft he woulde Resort vnto her secretlye Leauing Titus his louer olde Behinde applying his studye Yet at the last he did descrye himselfe and told Titus his minde How that her gentle courtesye And beautye cleare had him enclinde So on a time he had assinde To haue his frende Titus with him To se Sephronia so kinde Which to Gysippus semed trim And as well shapt in euery lim When Titus came in her presence His will aboue his witt did swim To se her good entelligence And how at their engredience She did Gisippus entertaine With courtesye and reuerence With rare and sober talke righte plaine So well placed and not in vaine The swete and pleasaunt countenaunce That in her visage did remaine With louelye lookes and temperaunce So that he fell into a traunce Beholding of her swete visage And sore abashed at the chaunce That frendshippe could it not asswage Nor yet Philosophy the rage Of pricking with blinde Cupides dart For in beholding her image Her beautye perced him to the heart But yet he shewed not his smart Till they to their lodginges were gone Then Titus drewe himselfe apart His miserie for to bemone And when he was himselfe alone Uppon a bed there downe he lay For other helpe he loked none But onely death his care to stay Ther cursed he the time and daye That he into this world was borne O deth saide he fetch me away would god I were with tirantes torne O that Rhynos with his sharpe horne Would rid me of my miserye Oh cursid Titus and forlorne Why swaruest thou so sore awry Oh traytour Titus well worthy For thy treason to Gysippus A miserable death to dye Thus wept and wayled poore Titus No man in the cause that coulde descus Nor whereof his care did depende But alwayes Titus would say thus Would god my life were at an ende With that the salt teares would dessend Downe by his chekes like flouds of raine The depe sightes frō his hart wold wend Which well declared his mortall paine But at the last for to be plaine For lacke of slepe and sustinaunce Soe feblenes did him constrayne To kepe his bed this was his chaunce He was so hurt with Cupides launce That nought his paines mought pacifie When Gysippus to his greuaunce Hearde that Tytus was like to dye He ran in all hast by and by God knoweth with a wofull heart But yet he loked cherefullye To comfort him as was his part But when he saw the coloure swart Which had bene like the ruddye rose Titus said he whēce cometh your smart Deare frende to me se you disclose And though that I do spende and lose My goodes and landes your care to slake My life from me will I depose Deare Titus for your onely sake Then Titus as his hart had brake The teares afresh he did renue Which made Gisippus heart to ake Seing more doloure still ensue Deare frend said he no more rescue Nor hide your mortall paines from me But shew that I may them subdue Yf any helpe for you may be Thus wise Titus constrained he Which all blushing and ashamed Talking with great difficultye Shamefastly