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A sir here was a long predycacion Me thought you said in your communication To every man peace was most behooved. That shall be proved contrary by and by For by peace much people are undone The armurer, the fletcher, and the bower Mariners, Gunners, and the poor sowdyer Yea and also many another artyfycer Which I do not rehearse by name Thou liest so God me help and halydome For then were surgyons clean undone Of them that will fight and break apate They get good living both early and late And what sayest thou by men of law Their living were not worth a straw And every man should live in peace. Thou liest knave by the mass For under colour of peace much suttelte hath be wrought And ships are taken y e marchau ̄ tes dear have bought Was that for their promotion Nay in time of war Such a knave durst not steer By y e mass were it not for shame y to should bear me a blow A horton why dost thou lie When were thou in heaven tell me by and by How camest thou down with a ladder or a rope Sir one thing I pray you tell me. Have you any wife or no Because you say peace is most expedient if your wife made you cockolde you being present What would you do A fall e flattering horsouloo Now thou sayest against thine own declaration If thou fight where is then peace become I shall meet that at omnium quare Pace should forgive and not be revenged Hence horson by our lady of wolpit I sha l rap thee one the pate By our lady I will come no never A constable quod would, nay that will I not abide For I am loath to go shorter tied yet long horson for all thy pride I shall meet with thee another day When one of us two shall goo a knave a way Winning to be had, with endue sufficience In true buying and selling, is not to discommend But for thy false vsuri, thou art cursed in y e sentence I pray God give thee grace for to amend. Now in faith I would you had be there A better sport you never see. He to go and she after. And within a while he catch her He took of here and incroke And chopped her on the he'll with his foot Anon be whypte her on the back A horsone quod she, playest thou me that And with her he'll she gave him a S at That he was fain to go back again I said it to make you sport and game I cry you mercy, I was to blame I see you are some virtuous man Good Lord some succour thou send me That I be no not out cast Sir my right name is charity Sometime beloved I was with the spiritualty But now covetous & simony does them so auau ̄ ce That good institution is turned to other ordinance And bonum exemplum, is put to such hindrance That there I dare not appear He goes in a cloak he can not be espied And covetous so craftily doth provide that bonus pastor ovium ̄ , is blind & will not see Among them can I have no rest There is pride, sloth and lechery Which putteth me from that place They despise me vtterely One of them love no another The sister can not love the brother Ne the child the father ne mother There I dare not show my face. Spiritual & to ̄ poral set against him maruaylously Marchau ̄ tes, men of law & artificers of every degree They will hang him and they him espy Such exclemacion goes through this realm round Be you conscience, alas that ever I this day saw if you be taken, you shall be hanged and draw For they have utterly put you down And set covetise in your room Subtlety the scribe his own cousin Prosperity with and evil happen How the devil fortunest that I knew the impatient poverty Charity in faith I am the same what needeth me for to lie I am your cousin and so will I die you may be glad such a Kinsman to have He that sitteth above the moan Evermore be in your protection Aha here is a sport for a Lord That prosperytie and I be well at accord I shall bring his thryft under the board I trust within short space For it grieveth my heart right soar He hath so much treasure in store And I have never the more I must find some proper shift That from his good he may be lift To bring him to misrule I hold it best For he can soon bring it to pass Here mysrule singeth without coming in How what rutterki ̄ have we her I would he were our subchauntere Because he can so well sing Feites bone shear pour lamour de asynt John So me thinketh by your coming in What mysrule where hast thou be many years By my troth even among my peers Hold thy peace let that alone Hark a word or twain to the I dwell now with prosperity which hath much worldly treasure If thou can contryue in thy thought How that he may be brought to nought In all this world I desire no more. Then let me hear thy deuyce yes but harken in counsel Thou must change thy name And you had sought this thousand year Such another you shall not find wherefore I counsel you in my mind Let him dwell with you for one year. He would set you at dotage Because he is old and nature is past He would now ever man should fast if you do so you do but waste And unto you no mede Of with this lewd array that becometh you nought by this day Rush up mutton for beef is deer Have and revel and chance: Hens you knave or else thou shalt lycke my fist I trow thy head would have some knocks A sir evil mote thou speed That so can rede his destanye. Tush take no thought therefore For be he gentleman knave or boy if he come here with a trifle, or a toy He can no money lack And you will play and hundredth pound at a cast He will keep you play. I say we shall have good cheer When we come there. Exu ̄ to ambo. Then let us be partoners as brother and brother For the passion of God sober your mode I fear shedding of knaves blood ¶Here they fight & rune all out of the place And then entereth prosperiti poorly & sayeth Come for cox bones, why tarry you so long Thou art come late out of marshal see Marry so me think, you have changed your coat But now you have one vantage. what is that. your executors shall not strive for your Good another day poverty Nor thieves shall not rob you going by the way Thus you shall stand out of doubt By my faith he shall wipe mine Nay I had rether he were slain. I am gone as soon as you Exit His wit is nought, they say also Every man putteth his will thereto To banish him for ever. y wis cousin I show you as now is y e guise For by covetise much people doth up rise which is against both you and me Shortly get you to wilderness, or some other regio ̄ For they will hang you up at the Tyborn If they find you in this place And I must depart also I shall pray for you, pray you form This is and heavy departing E plorate I can in no wise forbear weeping yet kesse me or you go For sorrow my heart will break in two Is he gone, then have at laughing Asyr is not this a jolly game That conscience doth not know my name Envy in faith I am the same what needeth me for to lie I hate conscient, peace love and rest Debate and strife that love I best According to my property when a man loves well his wife I bring Them at debate and strife This is seen daily Also between sister and brother There shall no neighbour love another where I dwell buy And now I tell you plain Of one man I have disdain Prosperity men do him call He is nigh of my blood And he to have so much worldly good That grieveth me worst of all welcome poverty by coxs passion Ho we have you done this many a day I cry you mercy I was to blame To call you by your old name yet all these people think you are the same Impatient poverty as I said before A knave quod, a cors passion I am your own cousin And nigh of your consanguynyte. If I were a rich man, you would not say so by me you would then say I were your next kynsma ̄ on live Sir do not you know my name I pray you a word or I go Sir, I have of gold three hundredth pound In a bag fast y bound At home looked in my chest I purpose to go to Jerusalem you shall keep it till I come again I put you best in trust. what, are you now in that mood Now I am your Kinsman because of my good Before of me he had disdain Then all these matters let be I come hither with you to dwell you must have moseruntes I do you tell Such as were necessare for your person Sir I shall do mine intent To get you servants more Sir you be welcome by our blessed I have thought for you full long Here is gentleman, I pray you for my sake Say he is welco ̄ e & into your service him ̄ take For great courtesy he can And among merry company do resort For that shall length your life Let me come to that brag r I shall thrust him thorough the ars with my dagger (And here the face Peace out of the place) How say you, was not this a good face To drive a knave out of the place you marry so should it be For now I hold you wise. Sir and you will do by mine advise Nay let all be flesh A young pullet tender and nesshe That never came on broche, have with y e or thou go Four quarters of a knave Roasted upon a spytte Exit mysrule. That shall make your thryfte full bore Passion of God is it come to that This tidings makes my heart glad Herke this knave so proud and stout that had not to his arse a hold clout when ̄ he came to this land, & now hath brought about To compare with a state What knave is this I hold him some spy Let him be your under page Give him meat and drink and no wage Go brush his gown & make clean his shone He hath such a disease in his knee He can not change a man a groat It is not as you ween I dare not sir, by Christ Jesu Except you keep it privily. I marvel wherefore this was done When riches came before you that much will pay There he had lived in sin many a day you should for money let him go quite a way And put him to no shame Let poverty do penance for a little offence He is not able to promote you of .xx. pence Then should you have kept your resydence And got your self a good name. And I will say thesame Peace whyst I see him come Now by Saint Hew that holy bishop This matter is well brought to pass He is now a knave as he was First a knave, and then a man And now he is a knave again