Wager, William · published 1570 · first performed or written 1560 [c.1559-c.1570] (Annals) moral unassigned nearest T31 Popes, cardinals and the crown · 492 words
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O Covetous prudent Prince, All strong walls thou dost convince and rulest them every one: Thou dost drive many a drift, And makest for us much shift, when all our money is gone. AT Black heath field where great Golias was slain, The Moon lying in child bed of her last Son: The Tyburn at warwick was then King of Spain, By whom the land of Canaan then was won. It happened between Peterborow and Pentecost, About such time as ivy was made of Wormwood: That Child's work in Basil wood with fire was lost, And all through the treason of false Robin Hood. That saw Sir Guy of Warwick, and Colebrand, Which fought against the Sun and stopped his light: Yea (quoth Hobgoblin) let me take them in hand, Children, children not able to resist my might A wonderful bloodshed was in those days, For Saint Steephen fought against the golden Knight: In so much that Peter was fain to give his Keys, To those God knows that had to them no right. With the grief of that, all the Saints in Heaven, Proclaimed open wars at Barnard in the field: They fought from six of the clock to eleven, Or ever the Traitors would give over and yield. But to say there was triumph, in faith there was, Saint Steephen the yunger was made Captain of the Guard: wonderful it was to see such things he brought to pass, As I am sure the like of them ye never heard. By gisse (quoth Saint Steephen) it was time to trudge, Friar Francis took his flight to Paul's steeple: In faith he was even with them for an old grudge, For he carried away the Weathercock in spite of the people. Then was I dubbed Knight at Kinistone, And made Officer of all Courts and laws: I gave Offices and livings many a one, Mary in deed you may say, it was for a cause. In faith the same day that Midsummer was married, I never laughed better in my life: For even suddenly away Saint Vncumber carried, Both the Bridegroom and the Bride his wife. No remedy on God's name but I must bear them company, Cheer, in faith there was, cheer in howls: And who was minstrel but Saint Anthony, He made melody for all Christian souls. A quarter of a year we tarried there in the tent, Wherein we had Capricorn baked like read Dear: I tarried so long till I was shent, Iesu how they cried out of me there. Well, I must abroad among my friends, Every hour till I come they think a day: I will go among then to fulfil their minds, Far ye well Gossip I must needs away. What brother Covetous? whether away so fast? I saw you not by the Mass, till I was almost past. What mine own Brother temerity: I rejoice to see you, I swear by the Trinity.
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Oh Couetouſe prudēt Prince, All ſtrōg walles yu dooſt cōuince and ruleſt them euery one: Thou dooſt driue many a drift, And makeſt for vs much ſhift, whē all our money is gone. AT Black heath feeld where great Golias was ſlain, The Moon lying in childe bed of her laſt Sonne: The Tiborne at warwick was then King of Spain, By whome the land of Canaan then was wun. It hapned betwéen Peterborow and Pentecoſt, About ſuch time as Iuy was made of Wormwood: That Childes woork in Baſil wood with fire was loſt, And all through the treaſon of falſe Robin Hood. That ſaw Sir Guy of Warwick, and Colebrand, Which fought againſt the Sun and ſtopped his light: Yea (quoth Hobgoblin) let me take them in hand, Children, children not able to reſiſt my might A wunderful bloodſhed was in thoſe dayes, For Saint Steephen fought againſt the golden Knight: In ſo much that Peeter was fain to giue his Keyes, To thoſe God knowes that had to them no right. With the greef of that, all the Saints in Heauen, Proclamed open warres at Barnard in the feeld: They fought from ſix of the clock to eleuen, Or euer the Traitors would giue ouer and yéeld. But to ſay there was triumph, in faith there was, Saint Steephen the yunger was made Captain of the Garde: Wunderful it was to ſee ſuch things he brought to paſſe, As I am ſure the like of them ye neuer heard. By giſſe (quoth Saint Steephen) it was time to trudge, Fryer Francis took his flight to Paules ſtéeple: In faith he was euen with them for an olde grudge, For he caried away the Wethercock in ſpight of the people. Then was I dubbed Knight at Kiniſtone, And made Officer of all Courts and lawes: I gaue Offices and liuings many a one, Mary in déed you may ſay, it was for a cauſe. In faith the ſame day that Midſommer was maried, I neuer laughed better in my life: For euen ſudainly away Saint Vncumber caried, Bothe the Bridgroome and the Bride his wife. No remedy on Gods name but I muſt beare them cōpany, Chéer, in faith there was, chéer in houles: And who was minſtrel but Saint Anthony, He made melodye for all Chriſten ſoules. A quarter of a yéer we taried there in the tent, Wherin we had Capricorne baked like red Déer: I taried ſo long til I was ſhent, Ieſu how they cryed out of me there. Wel, I muſt abrode among my fréends, Euery houre til I come they think a day: I wil go among then to fulfil their mindes, Fare ye wel Goſſip I muſt needs away. What brother Couetouſe? whether away ſo faſt? I ſawe you not by the Maſſe, til I was almoſte paſt. What mine owne Brother Temeritie: I reioice to ſee you, I ſwere by the Trinitie.