A pleasaunte Laborinth called Churchyardes Chance framed on Fancies, uttered with verses, and writtee[n] to giue solace to eury well disposed mynde: wherein not withstanding are many heauie Epitaphes, sad and sorowfull discourses and sutche a multitude of other honest pastymes for the season (and passages of witte) that the reader therein maie thinke his tyme well bestowed. All whiche workes for the pleasure of the worlde, and recreation of the worthie, and dedicated to the right honourable sir Thomas Bromley, Knight, Lorde Chancelour of Englande [by Thomas Churchyard] |
Of the fickle faithe of men.
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A pleasaunte Laborinth called Churchyardes Chance | ||
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Of the fickle faithe of men.
The
thoughts of men, doe daiely chaunge,
As phansies breeds within their breasts:
And now their natuers are so straunge,
That fewe can find, where frendship rests
For double dealyng bears sutche swaie:
That honest meanyng doeth decaie.
As phansies breeds within their breasts:
And now their natuers are so straunge,
That fewe can find, where frendship rests
For double dealyng bears sutche swaie:
That honest meanyng doeth decaie.
The stedfast faithe that freends profeste,
Is fled from them, or little vsde:
Who hath a perfaite freende possest,
In whom he neuer was abusde.
Where one is founde a frende in deede:
A score there bee, that failes at neede.
Is fled from them, or little vsde:
Who hath a perfaite freende possest,
In whom he neuer was abusde.
Where one is founde a frende in deede:
A score there bee, that failes at neede.
A frende in woords, where deedes are dedde,
Is like a spryng, that water wants:
And thei that with, faire words are fedde,
Doe hope for fruite, on withred plants.
But who can iudge by vewe of eye:
Where deeds are dedde, and trothe doeth lye.
Is like a spryng, that water wants:
And thei that with, faire words are fedde,
Doe hope for fruite, on withred plants.
But who can iudge by vewe of eye:
Where deeds are dedde, and trothe doeth lye.
For barraine Trees, will blossoms beare,
As well as these, that fruite shall yeeld:
Whose barcke and branches seems as feare,
As any Tree, within the feeld.
As simply looks the subtell man,
As he that of, no falshed can.
As well as these, that fruite shall yeeld:
Whose barcke and branches seems as feare,
As any Tree, within the feeld.
As simply looks the subtell man,
As he that of, no falshed can.
The surest waie, that I can finde,
Is first to proue, and then to truste:
Wherein affection is not blinde,
For proof will sone, spie out the iuste.
And triall knowes, who means desaite,
And bidds the blout, beware the baite.
Is first to proue, and then to truste:
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For proof will sone, spie out the iuste.
And triall knowes, who means desaite,
And bidds the blout, beware the baite.
Without good proofe, be not to bolde,
If you my councell lists to take:
In painted woords, there is no holde,
Thei are but leau's, that winde doeth shake.
But where that woords, and deeds agree,
Accept that freende, and credite me:
For be that giu's, this councell here,
Hath bought his witte, and freendshipp dere.
If you my councell lists to take:
In painted woords, there is no holde,
Thei are but leau's, that winde doeth shake.
But where that woords, and deeds agree,
Accept that freende, and credite me:
For be that giu's, this councell here,
Hath bought his witte, and freendshipp dere.
FINIS.
A pleasaunte Laborinth called Churchyardes Chance | ||