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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MAGNYFYCENCE: PART 1, by JOHN SKELTON Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Al thyngys contryvyd by mannys reason Last Line: Courtly abusyon alone in the place. | |||
Characters: Felicity, Counterfeit Countenance, Cloked Colusion, Fancy, Liberty, Measure, Magnificence, Courtly Abusion, Folly, Adversity, Poverty, Despair, Mischief, Good Hope, Redress, Circumspection, Perserverance, Crafty Conveyance Enter FELYCYTE FELICITE. AL thyngys contryvyd by mannys reason The world enuyronn of hygh and low estate Be it erly or late welth hath a season Welth is of wysdome the very trewe probate A fole is he with welth that fallyth at debate [5] But men nowe a dayes so vnhappely be vryd That nothynge than welth may worse be enduryd To tell you the cause me semeth it no nede The amense therof is far to call agayne For when men by welth they haue lytell drede [10] Of that may come after experyence trewe and playne Howe after a drought there fallyth a showre of rayne And after a hete oft cometh a stormy colde A man may haue welth but not as he wolde Ay to contynewe and styll to endure [15] But yf prudence be proued with sad cyrcumspeccyon Welthe myght be wonne and made to the lure Yf noblenesse were aquayntyd with sober dyreccyon But wyll hath reason so vnder subieccyon And so dysordereth this worlde ouerall [20] That welthe and felicite is passynge small But where wonnys welthe and a man wolde wyt For welthfull felicite truly is my name Enter LYBERTE Lyberte. Mary welthe and I was apoynted to mete And eyther I am dysseyued or ye be the same [25] Felycyte. Syr as ye say I haue harde of your fame Your name is lyberte as I vnderstande Lyberte. Trewe you say syr gyue me your hande Felycyte. And from whens come ye and it myght be askyd Lyberte. To tell you syr I dare not leest I sholde be maskyd [30] In a payre of fetters or a payre of stockys Felycyte. Here you not howe this gentylman mockys Lyberte. Ye to knackynge ernyst what and it preue Felycyte. Why&sol to say what he wyll lyberte hath leue Lyberte. Yet lyberte hath ben lockyd vp and kept in the mew [35] Felycyte. In dede syr that lyberte was not worthe a cue How be it lyberte may somtyme be to large But yf reason be regent and ruler of your barge Lyberte. To that ye say I can well condyssende Shewe forth I pray you here in what you intende [40] Felycyte. Of that I intende to make demonstracyon It askyth lesure with good aduertence Fyrst I say we owght to haue in consyderacyon That lyberte be lynkyd with the chayne of countenaunce Lyberte to let from all maner offence [45] For lyberte at large is lothe to be stoppyd But with countenaunce your corage must be croppyd Lyberte. Then thus to you Felycyte. Nay suffer me yet ferther to say And peraduenture I shall content your mynde Lyberte I wote well forbere no man there may It is so swete in all maner of kynde Howe be it lyberte makyth many a man blynde By lyberte is done many a great excesse Lyberte at large wyll oft wax reklesse [55] Perceyue ye this parcell Lyberte. Ye syr passyng well But and you wolde me permyt To shewe parte of my wyt Somwhat I coulde enferre [60] Your consayte to debarre Under supportacyon Of pacyent tolleracyon Felycyte. God forbyd ye sholde be let Your reasons forth to fet [65] Wherfore at lyberte Say what ye wyll to me Lyberte. Brefly to touche of my purpose the effecte Lyberte is laudable and pryuylegyd from lawe Iudycyall rygoure shall not me correcte [70] Felycyte. Softe my frende; herein your reason is but rawe Lyberte. Yet suffer me to say the surpluse of my sawe What wote ye where vpon I wyll conclude I say there is no welthe where as lyberte is subdude I trowe ye can not say nay moche to this [75] To lyue vnder lawe it is captyuyte Where drede ledyth the daunce there is no Ioy nor blysse Or howe can you proue that there is felycyte And you haue not your owne fre lyberte To sporte at your pleasure to ryn and to ryde [80] Where lyberte is absent set welthe asyde Hic intrat Measure. Measure. Cryst you assyste in your altrycacyon Felycyte. Why haue you harde of our dysputacyon Measure. I parceyue well howe eche of you doth reason Lyberte. Mayster measure you be come in good season [85] Measure. And it is wonder that your wylde insolence Can be content with measure presence Felycyte. Wolde it please you then Lyberte. Us to informe and ken Measure. A ye be wonders men [90] Your langage is lyke the penne Of hym that wryteth to fast Felycyte. Syr yf any worde haue past Me other fyrst or last To you I arecte it and cast [95] Therof the reformacyon Lyberte. And I of the same facyon. Howe be it by protestacyon Dyspleasure that you none take. Some reason we must make. [100] Measure. That wyll not I forsake So it in measure be. Come of therfore let se Shall I begynne or ye Felycyte. Nay ye shall begynne by my wyll [105] Lyberte. It is reason and skyll We your pleasure fulfyll Measure. Then ye must bothe consent You to holde content With myne argument. [110] And I muste you requyre Me pacyently to here Felycyte. Yes syr with ryght good chere. Lyberte. With all my herte intere Measure. Oracius to recorde in his volumys olde [115] With euery condycyon measure must be sought Welthe without measure wolde bere hymselfe to bolde Lyberte without measure proue a thynge of nought In ponder by nomber by measure all thynge is wrought. As at the fyrst orygynall by godly opynyon [120] Whych prouyth well that measure shold haue domynyon. Where measure is mayster plenty dothe none offence Where measure lackyth all thynge dysorderyd is Where measure is absent ryot kepeth resydence. Where measure is ruler there is nothynge a mysse [125] Measure is treasure; howe say ye is it not this Felycyte. Yes questyonlesse in myne opynyon Measure is worthy to haue domynyon Lyberte. Unto that same I am ryght well agrede. So that lyberte be not lefte behynde [130] Measure. Ye lyberte with measure nede neuer drede Lyberte. What lyberte to measure then wolde ye bynde. Measure. What ellys; For otherwyse it were agaynst kynde If lyberte sholde lepe and renne where he lyst It were no vertue; it were a thynge vnblyst [135] It were a myschefe yf lyberte lacked a reyne. Where with to rule hym with the wrythyng of a rest All trebyllys and tenours be rulyd by a meyne Lyberte without measure is acountyd for a beste There is no surfet where measure rulyth the feste [140] There is no excesse where measure hath his helthe Measure contynwyth prosperyte and welthe Felycyte. Unto your rule I wyll annex my mynde Lyberte. So wolde I; but I wolde be lothe That wonte was to be formyst now to come behynde [145] It were a shame; to god I make an othe Without I myght cut it out of the brode clothe As I was wonte euer at my fre wyll Measure. But haue ye not herde say; that wyll is no skyll Take sad dyreccyon and leue this wantonnesse [150] Lyberte. It is no maystery Felycyte. Tushe let measure procede And after his mynde herdely your selfe adresse For without measure pouerte and nede Wyll crepe upon vs; and vs to myschefe lede For myschefe wyll mayster vs; yf measure vs forsake Lyberte. Well I am content your wayes to take Measure. Surely I am Ioyous that ye be myndyd thus Magnyfycence to mayntayne your promosyon shalbe Felycyte. So in his harte he may be glad of vs Lyberte. There is no prynce but he hath nede of vs thre Welthe with measure and plesaunt lyberte Measure. Nowe pleasyth you a lytell whyle to stande Me semeth magnyfycence is comynge here at hande Hic intrat magnyfycence Magnyfycence To assure you of my noble porte and fame Who lyst to knowe magnyfycence I hyght But measure my frende what hyght this mannys name Measure. Syr though ye be a noble prynce of myght Yet in this man you must set your delyght And syr this other mannys name is lyberte Magnyfycence Welcome frendys ye are bothe vnto me But nowe let me knowe of your conuersacyon Felycyte. Pleasyth your grace felycyte they me call Lyberte. And I am lyberte made of in euery nacyon Magnyfycence Conuenyent persons for any prynce ryall Welthe with lyberte with me bothe dwell ye shall To the gydynge of my measure you bothe commyttynge That Measure be mayster vs semeth it is syttynge Measure. Where as ye haue syr to me them assygned Suche order I trust with them for to take So that welthe with measure shalbe conbyned And lyberte his large with mea hall make Felycyte. Your ordenaunce syr I wyll not forsake Lyberte. And I my selfe hooly to you wyll inclyne Magnyfycence Then may I say that ye be seruauntys myne For by measure I warne you we thynke to be gydyd Wherin it is necessary my pleasure you knowe Measure and I wyll neuer be deuydyd For no dyscorde that any man can sawe For measure is a meane nother to hy nor to lawe In whose attemperaunce I haue suche delyght That measure shall neuer departe from my syght Felycyte. Laudable your consayte is to be acountyd For welthe without measure sodenly wyll slyde Lyberte. As your grace full nobly hath recountyd Measure with noblenesse sholde be alyde Magnyfycence Then lyberte se that measure be your gyde For I wyll vse you by his aduertysment Felycyte. Then shall you haue with you prosperyte resydent Measure. I trowe good fortune hath annexyd vs together To se howe greable we are of one mynde There is no flaterer nor losyll so lyther This lynkyd chayne of loue that can vnbynde Nowe that ye haue me chefe ruler assyngned I wyll endeuour me to order euery thynge Your noblenesse and honour consernynge Lyberte. In Ioy and myrthe your mynde shalbe inlargyd And not embracyd with pusyllanymyte But plenarly all thought from you must be dyschargyd If ye lyst to lyue after your fre lyberte [210] All delectacyons aquayntyd is with me By me all persons worke what they lyste Measure. Hem; syr yet beware of had I wyste Lyberte in some cause becomyth a gentyll mynde Bycause course of measure yf I be in the way [215] Who countyth without me is caste to fer behynde Of his rekenynge as euydently we may Se at our eye the worlde day by day For defaute of measure all thynge dothe excede Felycyte. All that ye say is as trewe as the crede [220] For howe be it lyberte to welthe is conuenyent And from felycyte may not be forborne Yet measure hath ben so longe from vs absent That all men laugh at lyberte to scorne Welth and wyt I say be so threde bare worne [225] That all is without measure and fer beyonde the mone Magnyfycence Then noblenesse I se well is almoste vndone But yf therof the soner amendys be made For dowtlesse I parceyue my magnyfycence Without measure lyghtly may fade [230] Of to moche lyberte vnder the offence Wherfore measure take lyberte with you hence And rule hym after the rule of your scole Lyberte. What syr wolde ye make me a poppynge fole Measure. Why were not your selfe agreed to the same [235] And now wolde ye swarue from your owne ordynaunce Lyberte. I wolde be rulyd and I myght for shame Felycyte. A ye make me laughe at your inconstaunce Magnyfycence Syr without any longer delyaunce Take lyberte to rule and folowe myne entent [240] Measure. It shalbe done at your commaundement Itaque measure exeat locum cum lybertate et maneat magnyfycence cum felicitate. Magnyfycence It is a wanton thynge this lyberte Perceyue you not howe lothe he was to abyde The rule of measure not withstandynge we Haue deputyd measure hym to gyde [245] By measure eche thynge duly is tryde Thynke you not thus my frende felycyte Felycyte. God forbede that it other wyse sholde be Magnyfycence Ye coulde not ellys I wote with me endure Felycyte. Endure? No god wote it were great payne [250] But yf I were orderyd by Iust measure It were not possyble me longe to retayne Hic intrat Fansy. Fansy. Tusche holde your pece your langage is vayne Please it your grace to take no dysdayne To shewe you playnly the trouth as I thynke [255] Magnyfycence Here is none forsyth whether you flete or synke Felycyte. From whens come you syr that no man lokyd after Magnyfycence Or who made you so bolde to interrupe my tale Fansy. Nowe benedicite ye wene I were some hafter Or ellys some Iangelynge Iacke of the vale [260] Ye wene that I am dronken bycause I loke pale Magnyfycence Me semeth that ye haue dronken more than ye haue bled Fansy. Yet amonge noble men I was brought vp and bred Felycyte. Now leue this Iangelynge and to vs expounde Why that ye sayd our langage was in vayne [265] Fansy. Mary vpon trouth my reason I grounde That without largesse noblenesse can not rayne And that I sayd ones; yet I say agayne I say without largesse worshyp hath no place For largesse is a purchaser of pardon and of grace [270] Magnyfycence Nowe I beseche the tell me what is thy name Fansy. Largesse that all lordes sholde loue syr I hyght Felycyte. But hyght you largesse encreace of noble fame Fansy. Ye syr vndoubted Felycyte. Then of very ryght With magnyfycence this noble prynce of myght Sholde be your dwellynge in my consyderacyon Magnyfycence Yet we wyll therin take good delyberacyon Fansy. As in that I wyll not be agaynst your pleasure Felycyte. Syr hardely remembre what may your name auaunce. [280] Magnyfycence Largesse is laudable so it be in measure Fansy. Largesse is he that all prynces doth auaunce I reporte me herein to Kynge Lewes of fraunce Felycyte. Why haue ye hym named and all other refused Fansy. For syth he dyed largesse was lytell vsed [285] Plucke vp your mynde syr what ayle you to muse. Haue ye not welthe here at your wyll It is but a maddynge these wayes that ye vse What auayleth lordshyp yourselfe for to kyll With care and with thought howe Iacke shall haue gyl [290] Magnyfycence What I haue aspyed ye are a carles page Fansy. By god syr ye se but fewe wyse men of myne age But couetyse hath blowen you so full of wynde That colyca passyo hath gropyd you by the guttys Felycyte. In fayth broder largesse you haue a mery mynde. [295] Fansy. In fayth I set not by the worlde two dauncaster cuttys Magnyfycence Ye wante but a wylde flyeng bolte to shote at the buttes. Though largesse ye hyght your langage is to large For whiche ende goth forwarde ye take lytell charge Felycyte. Let se this checke yf ye voyde canne [300] Fansy. In faythe els had I gone to longe to scole But yf I coulde knowe a gose from a swanne Magnyfycence Wel wyse men may ete the fysshe when ye shal draw the pole Fansy. In fayth I wyll not say that ye shall proue a fole But ofte tymes haue I sene wyse men do mad dedys [305] Magnyfycence Go shake the dogge hay syth ye wyll nedys You are nothynge mete with vs for to dwell. That with your lorde and mayster so pertly can prate. Gete you hens I say by my counsell I wyll not vse you to play with me checke mate [310] Fansy. Syr yf I haue offended your noble estate I trow I haue brought you suche wrytynge of recorde That I shall haue you agayne my good lorde To you recommendeth sad cyrcumspeccyon And sendeth you this wrytynge closed vnder sele [315] Magnyfycence This wrytynge is welcome with harty affeccyon Why kepte you it thus longe? howe dothe he wele Fansy. Syr thanked be god he hath his hele Magnyfycence Welthe gete you home and commaunde me to mesure Byd hym take good hede to you my synguler tresure [320] Felycyte. Is there ony thynge elles your grace wyll commaunde me. Magnyfycence Nothynge but fare you well tyll sone And that he take good kepe to lyberte Felycyte. Your pleasure syr shortely shall be done Magnyfycence I shall come to you myselfe I trowe this after none [325] Exit FELYCYTE I pray you larges here to remayne Whylest I knowe what this letter dothe contayne Hic faciat tanquam legeret litteras tacite: Interim superueniat cantando counterfet countenaunce suspenso gradum qui viso magnyfycence sensim retrocedat at tempus post pusillum rursum accedat counterfet countenaunce prospectando & vocitando a longe et fansy animat silentium cum manu. Counterfet countenaunce. What fansy fansy Magnyfycence Who is that that thus dyd cry Me thought he called fansy [330] Fansy. It was a flemynge hyght hansy Magnyfycence Me thought he called fansy me behynde Fansy. Nay syr it was nothynge but your mynde But nowe syr as touchynge this letter Magnyfycence I shall loke in it at leasure better [335] And surely ye are to hym beholde And for his sake ryght gladly I wolde Do what I coude to do you good Fansy. I pray god kepe you in that mood Magnyfycence This letter was wryten ferre hence [340] Fansy. By lakyn syr it hathe cost me pence And grotes many one or I came to your presence Magnyfycence Where was it delyuered you shewe vnto me Fansy. By god syr beyonde the se Magnyfycence At what place nowe as you gesse [345] Fansy. By my trouthe syr at pountesse This wrytynge was taken me there But neuer was I in gretter fere Magnyfycence Howe so Fansy. By god at the see syde Had I not opened my purse wyde [350] I trowe by our lady I had ben slayne Or elles I had lost myne eres twayne Mangnyfycence By your soth Fansy. Ye and there is suche a wache [355] That no man can scape but they hym cache They bare me in hande that I was a spye And another bade put out myne eye Another wolde myne eye were blerde Another bade shaue halfe my berde [360] And boyes to the pylery gan me plucke And wolde haue made me freer tucke To preche out of the pylery hole. Without an antetyme or a stole And some bade sere hym with a marke [365] To gete me fro them I had moche warke Magnyfycence Mary syr ye were afrayde Fansy. By my trouthe had I not payde and prayde And made largesse as I hyght I had not been here with you this nyght [370] But surely largesse saued my lyfe For largesse stynteth all maner of stryfe Magnyfycence It dothe so sure nowe and than But largesse is not mete for euery man Fansy. No but for you grete estates [375] Largesse stynteth grete debates And he that I came fro to this place Sayd I was mete for your grace And in dede syr I here men talke By the way as I ryde and walke [380] Say howe you excede in noblenesse If you had with you largesse Magnyfycence And say they so in very dede Fansy. With ye syr so god me spede Magnyfycence Yet mesure is a mery mene [385] Fansy. Ye syr a blaunched almonde is no bene Measure is mete for a marchauntes hall But largesse becometh a state ryall What sholde you pynche at a pecke of grotes Ye wolde sone pynche at a pecke of otes [390] Thus is the talkynge of one and of oder As men dare speke it hugger mugger A lorde a negarde it is a shame But largesse may amende your name Magnyfycence In faythe largesse welcome to me [395] Fansy. I pray you syr I may so be And of my seruyce you shall not mysse. Magnyfycence Togyder we wyll talke more of this Let vs departe from hens home to my place Fansy. I folow euen after your noble grace [400] Hic discedat magnificens cum fansy et intrat counterfet countenaunce. He detains FANSY for a moment Counterfet coun. What I say herke a worde. Fansy. Do away I say the deuylles torde. Counterfet coun. Ye but how longe shall I here awayte. Fansy. By goddys body I come streyte I hate this blunderyng that thou doste make [405] Counterfet coun. Nowe to the deuyll I the betake For in fayth ye be well met Exit FANSY Fansy hath cachyd in a flye net This noble man Magnyfycence Of largesse vnder the pretence [410] They haue made me here to put the stone But nowe wyll I that they be gone In bastarde ryme after the dogrell gyse Tell you where of my name dothe ryse For counterfet countenaunce knowen am I [415] This worlde is full of my foly I set not by hym a fly That can not counterfet a lye Swere and stare and byde therby And countenaunce it clenly [420] And defende it manerly A knaue wyll counterfet nowe a knyght A lurdayne lyke a lorde to syght A mynstrell lyke a man of myght A tappyster lyke a lady bryght [425] Thus make I them wyth thryft to fyght Thus at the laste I brynge hym ryght To tyburne where they hange on hyght To counterfet I can by praty wayes Of nyghtys to occupy counterfet kayes [430] Clenly to counterfet newe arayes Counterfet eyrnest by way of playes Thus am I occupyed at all assayes What so euer I do all men me prayse And mekyll am I made of nowe a days [435] Counterfet maters in the lawe of the lande Wyth golde and grotes they grese my hande In stede of ryght that wronge may stande And counterfet fredome that is bounde I counterfet suger that is but sounde [440] Counterfet capytaynes by me are mande Of all lewdnesse I kyndell the brande Counterfet kyndnesse and thynke dyscayte Counterfet letters by the way of sleyght Subtelly vsynge counterfet weyght [445] Counterfet langage fayty bone geyte Counterfetynge is a proper bayte A counte to counterfet in a resayte To counterfet well is a good consayte Counterfet maydenhode may well be borne [450] But counterfet coynes is laughynge to scorne It is euyll patchynge of that is torne Whan the noppe is rughe it wolde be shorne Counterfet haltynge without a thorne Yet counterfet chafer is but euyll corne [455] All thynge is worse whan it is worne What wolde ye wyues counterfet The courtly gyse of the newe iet An olde barne wolde be vnderset It is moche worthe that is ferre fet [460] What wanton wanton nowe well ymet. What margery mylke ducke mermoset It wolde be masked in my net It wolde be nyce thoughe I say nay By crede it wolde haue fresshe aray [465] And therfore shall my husbande pay To counterfet she wyll assay All the newe gyse fresshe and gaye And be as praty as she may And iet it ioly as a iay [470] Counterfet prechynge; and byleue the contrary. Counterfet conscyence; peuysshe pope holy. Counterfet sadnesse; with delynge full madly Counterfet holynes; is called ypocrysy Counterfet reason; is not worth a flye [475] Counterfet wysdome; and workes of foly Counterfet countenaunce; euery man dothe occupy Counterfet worshyp; outwarde men may se Ryches rydeth out; at home is pouerte Counterfet pleasure is borne out by me [480] Coll wolde go clenly and it wyll not be And annot wolde be nyce and laughes tehe wehe Your counterfet countenaunce is all of nysyte A plummed partrydge all redy to flye A knokylbonyarde wyll counterfet a clarke [485] He wolde trotte gentylly but he is to starke At his cloked counterfetynge dogges dothe barke A carter a courtyer it is a worthy warke That with his whyp his mares was wonte to yarke A custrell to dryue the deuyll out of the derke [490] A counterfet courtyer with a knaues marke To counterfet this freers haue lerned me This nonnes nowe and then and it myght be Wolde take in the way of counterfet charyte The grace of god vnder benedicite [495] To counterfet thyr counsell they gyue me a fee Chanons can not counterfet but vpon thre Monkys may not for drede that men sholde them se Hic ingrediatur fansy properanter cum crafty conueyaunce cum famine multo adinuicem garrulantes tandem viso counterfet countenaunce dicat crafty conueyaunce. Crafty conuay. What counterfet countenaunce Counterfet coun. What crafty conueyaunce. [500] Fansy. What the deuyll are ye two of aquayntaunce God gyue you a very myschaunce Crafty conuey. Yes yes syr he and I haue met Counterfet coun. We haue bene togyder bothe erly and late But fansy my frende where haue ye bene so longe [505] Fansy. By god I haue bene about a praty pronge Crafty conueyaunce I sholde say and I Crafty conuay. By god we haue made magnyfycence to ete a flye Counterfet coun. Howe coulde ye do that and I was away Fansy. By god man bothe his pagent and thyne he can play [510] Counterfet coun. Say trouth Crafty conuey. Yes yes by lakyn I shall the warent As longe as I lyue thou haste an heyre parent Fansy. Yet haue we pycked out a rome for the Counterfet coun. Why shall we dwell togyder all thre [515] Crafty conuey. Why man it were to great a wonder That we thre galauntes sholde be longe asonder Counterfet coun. For cockys harte gyue me thy hande Fansy. By the masse for ye are able to dystroy an hole lande Crafty conuey. By god yet it muste begynne moche of the [520] Fansy. Who that is ruled by vs it shalbe longe or he thee Counterfet coun. But I say kepest thou the olde name styll that thou had Crafty conuey. Why wenyst thou horson that I were so mad Fansy. Nay nay he hath chaunged his & I haue chaunged myne Counterfet coun. Nowe what is his name and what is thyne [525] Fansy. In faythe largesse I hyght And I am made a knyght. Counterfet coun. A rebellyon agaynst nature. So large a man and so lytell of stature But syr howe counterfetyd ye [530] Crafty Conveyance Sure surueyaunce I named me Counterfeit Countenance Surueyaunce; where ye suruey Thryfte hathe lost her cofer kay. Fansy. But is it not well howe thynkest thou Counterfet coun. Yes syr I gyue god auowe [535] Myselfe coude not counterfet it better But what became of the letter That I counterfeyted you vnderneth a shrowde Fansy. By the masse odly well alowde Crafty conuey. By god had not I it conuayed [540] Yet fansy had ben dyscryued Counterfet coun. I wote thou arte false ynoughe for one Fansy. By my trouthe we had ben gone And yet in fayth man we lacked the For to speke with lyberte [545] Counterfet coun. What Is largesse without lyberte Crafty conuey. By mesure mastered yet is he Counterfet coun. What Is your conueyaunce no better Fansy. In faythe mesure is lyke a tetter That ouergroweth a mannes face [550] So he ruleth ouer all our place Crafty conuey. Nowe therfore whylest we are togyder Counterfet countenaunce nay come hyder I say whylest we are togyder in same Counterfet coun. Tushe a strawe it is a shame [555] That we can no better than so Fansy. We wyll remedy it man or we go For lyke as mustarde is sharpe of taste Ryght so a sharpe fansy must be founde Wherwith mesure to confounde [560] Crafty conuey. Can you a remedy for a tysyke That sheweth yourselfe thus spedde in physyke Counterfet coun. It is a gentyll reason of a rake Fansy. For all these Iapes yet that ye make Crafty conuey. Your fansy maketh myne elbowe to ake [565] Fansy. Let se fynde you a better way Counterfet coun. Take no dyspleasure of that we say Crafty conuey. Nay and you be angry and ouerwharte A man may beshrowe your angry harte Fansy. Tushe a strawe I thought none yll [570] Counterfet coun. What shall we Iangle thus all the day styll Crafty conuey. Nay Let vs our heddes togyder cast Fansy. Ye and se howe it may be compast That mesure were cast out of the dores Counterfet coun. Alasse where is my botes and my spores [575] Crafty conuey. In all this hast whether wyll ye ryde Counterfet coun. I trowe it shall not nede to abyde Cockes woundes se syrs se se Hic ingrediatur cloked colusyon cum elato aspectu deorsum et sursum ambulando. Fansy. Cockes armes what is he Crafty conuey. By cockes harte he loketh hye [580] He hawketh me thynke for a butterflye Counterfet coun. Nowe by cockes harte well abyden For had you not come I had ryden Cloked colusyon Thy wordes be but wynde neuer; they haue no wayght Thou hast made me play the Iurde hayte [585] Counterfet coun. And yf ye knewe howe I haue mused I am sure ye wolde haue me excused Cloked colusyon I say come hyder what are these twayne Counterfet coun. By god syr this is fansy small brayne And crafty conuayaunce knowe you not hym [590] Cloked colusyon Knowe hym syr quod he; yes by saynt sym. Here is a leysshe of ratches to renne an hare Woo is that purse that ye shall share Fansy. What call ye him this Crafty conuey. I trowe that he is [595] Counterfet coun. Tushe holde your pece Se you not howe they prece For to knowe your name Cloked colusyon Knowe they not me they are to blame Knowe you not me syrs. [600] Fansy. No in dede Crafty conuey. Abyde lette me se; take better hede Cockes harte it is cloked colusyon. Cloked colusyon A syr I pray god gyue you confusyon Fansy. Cockes armes is that your name [605] Counterfet coun. Ye by the masse this is euen the same That all this matter must vnder grope Crafty conuey. What is this he wereth a cope Cloked colusyon Cappe syr I say you be to bolde. Fansy. Se howe he is wrapped for the colde [610] Is it not a vestment Cloked colusyon A ye wante a rope Counterfet coun. Tushe it is syr Iohnn double cope Fansy. Syr and yf ye wolde not be wrothe Cloked colusyon What sayst [615] Fansy. Here was to lytell clothe Cloked colusyon A fansy fansy god sende the brayne Fansy. Ye for your wyt is cloked for the rayne Crafty conuey. Nay lette vs not clatter thus styll Cloked colusyon Tell me syrs; what is your wyll [620] Counterfet coun. Syr it is so that these twayne With magnyfycence in housholde do remayne And there they wolde haue me to dwell But I wyll be ruled after your counsell Fansy. Mary so wyll we also [625] Cloked colusyon But tell me where aboute ye go Counterfet coun. By god we wolde gete vs all thyder Spell the remenaunt and do togyder Cloked colusyon Hath magnyfycence ony tresure Crafty conuey. Ye but he spendeth it all in mesure [630] Cloked colusyon Why dwelleth mesure where ye two dwell In faythe he were better to dwell in hell Fansy. Yet where we wonne nowe there wonneth he Cloked colusyon And haue you not amonge you lyberte Counterfet coun. Ye but he is a captyuyte [635] Cloked colusyon What the deuyll howe may that be Counterfet coun. I can not tell you why aske you me Aske these two that there dothe dwell Cloked Colusion Syr the playnesse you me tell Crafty conuey. There dwelleth a mayster men calleth mesure [640] Fansy. Ye and he hath rule of all his tresure Crafty conuey. Nay eyther let me tell or elles tell ye Fansy. I care not I; tell on for me Counterfet coun. I pray god let you neuer to thee Cloked colusyon What the deuyll ayleth you can you not agree [645] Crafty conuey. I wyll passe ouer the cyrcumstaunce And shortly shewe you the hole substaunce Fansy and I we twayne With magnyfycence in housholde do remayne And counterfeted our names we haue [650] Craftely all thynges vpryght to saue His name largesse; surueyaunce myne Magnyfycence to vs begynneth to enclyne Counterfet countenaunce to haue also And wolde that we sholde for hym go [655] Counterfet coun. But shall I haue myne olde name styll Crafty conuey. Pease I haue not yet sayd what I wyll Fansy. Here is a pystell of a postyke Cloked colusyon Tusshe fonnysshe fansy thou arte frantyke Tell on syr howe then [660] Crafty conuey. Mary syr he told vs when We had hym founde we sholde hym brynge And that we fayled not for nothynge Cloked colusyon All this ye may easely brynge aboute Fansy. Mary the better and mesure were out [665] Cloked colusyon Why can ye not put out that foule freke Crafty conuey. No in euery corner he wyll peke So that we haue no lyberte Nor no man in courte but he For lyberte he hath in gydyng [670] Counterfet coun. In fayth and without lyberte there is no bydyng Fansy. In fayth and lybertyes rome is there but small Cloked colusyon Hem? that lyke I nothynge at all Crafty conuey. But counterfet countenaunce go we togyder All thre I say [675] Counterfet coun. Shall I go? whyder. Crafty conuey. To magnyfycence with vs twayne And in his seruyce the to retayne Counterfet coun. But then syr what shall I hyght Crafty conuey. Ye and I talkyd therof to nyght [680] Fansy. Ye my fansy was out of owle flyght For it is out of my mynde quyght Crafty conuey. And nowe it cometh to my remembraunce Syr ye shall hyght good demeynaunce Counterfet coun. By the armes of calys well conceyued [685] Crafty conuey. When we haue hym thyder conuayed What and I frame suche a slyght That fansy with his fonde consayte Put magnyfycence in suche a madnesse That he shall haue you in the stede of sadnesse [690] And sober sadnesse shalbe your name Cloked colusyon By cockys body here begynneth the game For then shall we so craftely cary That mesure shall not there longe tary Fansy. For cockys harte tary whylyst that I come agayne [695] Crafty conuey. We wyll se you shortly one of vs twayne Counterfet coun. Now let vs go and we shall then Cloked colusyon Nowe let se quyte you lyke praty men Exeunt FANSY, CRAFTY CONVEYAUNCE and COUNTERFET COUNTENAUNCE Hic deambulat. To passe the tyme and order whyle a man may talke Of one thynge and other to occupy the place [700] Then for the season that I here shall walke As good to be occupyed as vp and downe to trace And do nothynge how be it full lytell grace There cometh and groweth of my comynge For clokyd colusyon is a perylous thynge [705] Double delynge and I be all one Craftynge and haftynge contryued is by me I can dyssemble I can bothe laughe and grone Playne delynge and I can neuer agre But dyuysyon dyssencyon dyrysyon these thre [710] And I am counterfet of one mynde and thought By the menys of myschyef to bryng all thynges to nought And though I be so odyous a geste And euery man gladly my company wolde refuse In faythe yet am I occupyed with the best [715] Full fewe that can themselfe of me excuse Whan other men laughe than study I and muse Deuysynge the meanes and wayes that I can Howe I may hurte and hynder euery man Two faces in a hode couertly I bere [720] Water in the one hande and fyre in the other I can fede forth a fole and lede hym by the eyre Falshode in felowshyp is my sworne brother. By cloked colusyon I say and none other Comberaunce and trouble in Englande fyrst I began [725] From that lorde to that lorde I rode and I ran And flatered them with fables fayre before theyr face. And tolde all the myschyef I coude behynde theyr backe. And made as I had knowen nothynge of the case I wolde begyn all myschyef but I wolde bere no lacke [730] Thus can I lerne you syrs to bere the deuyls sacke And yet I trowe some of you be better sped than I Frendshyp to fayne and thynke full lytherly Paynte to a purpose good countenaunce I can. And craftely can I grope howe euery man is mynded. [735] My purpose is to spy and to poynte euery man. My tonge is with fauell forked and tyned By cloked colusyon thus many one is begyled. Eche man to hynder I gape and I gaspe My speche is all pleasure; but I stynge lyke a waspe [740] I am neuer glad but whan I may do yll. And neuer am I sory but whan that I se I can not myne appetyte accomplysshe and fulfyll In hynderaunce of welthe and prosperyte I laughe at all shrewdenes; and lye at lyberte [745] I muster I medle amonge these grete estates I sowe sedycyous sedes of dyscorde and debates To flater and to flery is all my pretence Amonge all suche persones as I well vnderstonde Be lyght of byleue and hasty of credence [750] I make them to startyll and sparkyll lyke a bronde. I moue them I mase them I make them so fonde That they wyll here no man but the fyrst tale And so by these meanes I brewe moche bale Hic ingrediatur courtly abusyon cantando. Courtly abusion Huffa huffa taunderum taunderum tayne huffa huffa. [755] Cloked colusyon This was properly prated syrs what sayd a Courtly abusion Rutty bully Ioly rutterkyn heyda Cloked colusyon De que pays este vous. Et faciat tanquam exuat beretum ironice. Courtly abusyon Decke your hofte and couer a lowce Cloked colusyon Say vous chaunter venter tre dawce [760] Courtly abusyon Wyda wyda. Howe sayst thou man am not I a Ioly rutter. Cloked colusyon Gyue this gentylman rome syrs stonde vtter By god syr what nede all this waste What is this a betell or a batowe or a buskyn lacyd [765] Courtly abusyon What wenyst thou that I knowe the not clokyd colusyon Cloked colusyon And wenyst thou that I knowe not the cankard abusyon Courtly abusyon Cankard Iacke hare loke thou be not rusty For thou shalt well knowe I am nother durty nor dusty. Cloked colusyon Dusty nay syr ye be all of the lusty [770] Howe be it of scape thryfte your clokes smelleth musty But whether art thou walkynge in faythe vnfaynyd Courtly abusyon Mary with magnyfycence I wolde be retaynyd Cloked colusyon By the masse for the cowrte thou art a mete man Thy slyppers they swap it; yet thou fotys it lyke a swanne [775] Courtly abusyon Ye so I can deuyse my gere after the cowrtly maner Cloked colusyon So thou arte personable to bere a prynces baner. By goddes fote & I dare well fyght for I wyll not start Courtly abusyon Nay thou art a man good Inough but for thy false hart Cloked colusyon Well and I be a coward there is mo than I [780] Courtly abusyon Ye in faythe a bolde man and a hardy Cloked colusyon A bolde man in a bole of newe ale in cornys Courtly abusyon Wyll ye se this gentylman is all in his skornys Cloked colusyon But are ye not auysed to dwell where ye spake Courtly abusyon I am of fewe wordys I loue not to crake [785] Beryst thou any rome or cannyst thou do ought Cannyst thou helpe in fauer that I myght be brought Cloked colusyon I may do somwhat and more I thynke shall Here cometh in Crafty conueyaunce poyntyng with his fynger and sayth. Crafty Conveyance Hem colusyon. Courtly abusyon Cockys harte who is yonde that for the dothe call [790] Crafty Conveyance Nay come at ones for the armys of the dyce Courtly abusyon Cockys armys he hath callyd for the twyce Cloked colusyon By cockys harte and call shall agayne To come to me I trowe he shalbe fayne [795] Courtly abusyon What is thy harte pryckyd with such a prowde pynne Cloked colusyon Tushe he that hath nede man let hym rynne Crafty conuey. Nay come away man thou playst the cayser Cloked Colusion By the masse thou shalt byde my leyser Crafty conuey. A byde syr quod he? mary so I do Courtly abusyon He wyll come man when he may tende to Crafty conuey. What the deuyll who sent for the Cloked colusyon Here he is nowe man mayst thou not se Crafty conuey. What the deuyll man what thou menyst [805] Art thou so angry as thou semyst Courtly abusyon What the deuyll can ye agre no better Crafty conuey. What the deuyll where had we this ioly Ietter Cloked colusyon What sayst thou man why dost thou not supplye And desyre me thy good mayster to be [810] Courtly abusyon Spekest thou to me Cloked colusyon Ye so I tell the Courtly abusyon Cockes bones I ne tell can Whiche of you is the better man Or whiche of you can do most [815] Crafty conuey. In fayth I rule moche of the rost Cloked colusyon Rule the roste thou woldest ye As skante thou had no nede of me Crafty conuey. Nede yes mary I say not nay Courtly abusyon Cockes harte I trowe thou wylte make a fray [820] Crafty conuey. Nay in good faythe it is but the gyse Cloked colusyon No for or we stryke we wyll be aduysed twyse Courtly abusyon What the deuyll vse ye not to drawe no swordes Crafty conuey. No by my trouthe but crake grete wordes. Courtly abusyon Why is this the gyse nowe adayes [825] Cloked colusyon Ye for surety ofte peas is taken for frayes But syr I wyll haue this man with me Crafty conuey. Conuey yourselfe fyrst let se Cloked colusyon Well tary here tyll I for you sende Crafty conuey. Why shall he be of your bende [830] Cloked colusyon Tary here wote ye what I say Courtly abusyon I waraunt you I wyll not go away Crafty conuey. By saynt mary he is a tawle man Cloked colusyon Ye and do ryght good seruyce he can I knowe in hym no defaute [835] But that the horson is prowde and hawte. And so they go out of the place. Courtly abusion Nay purchace ye a pardon for the pose. 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