Like Will to Like (Quoth the Devil to the Collier) · chunk 21 of 23
Fulwell, Ulpian · published 1587 · first performed or written 1568 [1562-1568] (Annals) moral unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 524 words
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Soft my masters a while I you pray, For I am here for whom you do seek: For you know that like will never from like. I promised you of late a piece of land: Which by and by shall fall into your hand. What master Nichol, how do you today? For the passion of God master Nichol help to rid us away, And help us to the land whereof you did say. that we might make money of it by and by: For out of the Realm we purpose to flee. Marry I will help you I swear by allhallowes: I will not part from you till you come to the gallows. Lo noble Severity these be they without doubt, On whom this rumor of the every is gone about. Therefore my masters here is the snare: that shall lead you to the land called the two legged mare. My friend hold them fast in that plight: Then come and help me with your sword, for I fear they will fight. Strive not my masters for it shall not avail: But a while give care unto my counsel. Your own words have condemned you for to die: therefore to God make you yourselves ready. And by and by I will send one which for your abusion, Shall lead you to the place of execution. Help to tie their hands before ye be gone. Now they are bound I will send one to you anon. Ah my masters how like you this play? You shall take possession of your land today. I will help to bridle the two legged mare, And both you for to ride need not to spare. Now so God help me I swear by this Bread, I marvel who shall play the knave when you twain be dead. Oh cursed caitiff borne in an ill hour, Woe unto me that ever I did thee know: For of all iniquity thou art the bower, the seed of Sathan thou dost always sow. thou only hast given me the overthrow. Woe worth the house wherein I was borne, woe worth the time that ever I knew thee, For now in misery I am forlorn. Oh all youth take example by me. Flee from evil company as from Serpent ye would flee: For I to you all a mirror may be. I have been daintily and delicately bred, But nothing at all in virtues lore: And now I am but a man dead, Hanged I must be which grieveth me full sore. Note well the end of me therefore. And you that fathers and Mothers be: Bring not up your Children in to much liberty, Sith that by the law we are condemned, Let us call to God for his mercy and grace: And exhort that all vice may be amended, while we in this world have time and space. And though our lives have licentiously been spent, Yet at the last to God let us call: For he heareth such as are ready to repent, And desireth not that sinners should fall. Now are we ready to suffer, come when it shall.
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¶ Soft my maisters a while I you pray, For I am heer for whom you doo seek: For you know that like wil neuer from like. I promised you of late a peece of land: Which by and by shall fall into your hand. ¶ VVhat maister Nichol, how doo you to day? ‡ For the passion of God maister Nichol help to rid vs away, And help vs to the land wherof you did say. that we might make money of it by and by: For out of the Realm we purpose to flee. ‡ Mary I wil help you I swere by allhallowes: I wil not part from you till you come to the gallowes. Lo noble Seueritie these be they without doubt, On whom this rumor of the euery is gon about. Therfore my maisters heer is the snare: that shall lead you to the land called the two legged mare. ¶ My freend holde them fast in that plight: ‡ Then come and help me with your swoord, for I feare they wil fight. ‡ Striue not my maisters for it shall not auaile: But a while giue care vnto my counsaile. Your owne woords haue condemned you for to dye: therfore to God make you your selues redy. And by and by I wil send one which for your abusion, Shall lead you to the place of execution. ‡ Help to tye their hāds before ye be gon. ‡ Now they are bound I wil send one to you anon. ‡ Ah my maisters how like you this play? You shall take possession of your land to day. I wil help to bridle the two legged mare, And both you for to ride need not to spare. Now so God help me I swere by this Bread, I meruaile who shall play the knaue when you twain be dead. ¶ Oh cursed caitiue borne in an ill hower, VVoe vnto me that euer I did thee knowe: For of all iniquitie thou art the bowre, the seed of Sathan thou doost alwaies sowe. thou only hast giuen me the ouerthrowe. VVoe woorth the house wherin I was borne, woe woorth the time that euer I knew thee, For now in misery I am forlorne. Oh all youth take example by me. Flee from euill company as from Serpent ye would flee: For I to you all a mirrour may be. I haue been daintily and delicately bred, But nothing at all in vertues lore: And now I am but a man dead, Hanged I must be which greeueth me full sore. Note well the end of me therfore. And you that fathers and Mothers be: Bring not vp your Children in to much libertie, ¶ Sith that by the law we are condemned, Let vs call to God for his mercie and grace: And exhort that all vice may be amended, while we in this world haue time and space. And though our liues haue licenciously been spent, Yet at the last to God let vs call: For he heareth such as are ready to repent, And desireth not that sinners should fall. Now are we ready to suffer, come when it shall.