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ANTONIVS GOVEANVS.
Of Briandus Vallius.
When rumblyng thūder thumps are heard in s[kies]to saue hymself, all fearfull Vallius flies
Downe to some celler (where hymself he hides)
he thinkes in cellers neuer God abides.
A pretie prancke of a modest mayden.
One Furius would haue kist amaide:she squaimish did appeare
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a whirret on the eare.
And therewith saied, goe kisse your hande,
to kisse if you delite:
Bothe hands and lippes are fleshe alike,
and bothe alike are white.
Of a Mounke.
A sort of theeues had caught a Monke,whereas thei robde in woode:
Thei bad hym preache, or yelde his purse,
in place whereas he stoode.
The Monke did yelde hymself to preache,
(he durst not disobaie:)
The theues were silent husht, and thus
the Monke began to saie.
The liues, the labours eke of theeues,
I must commende perdie:
The toile thei take, by lande and lake,
doth leade to loftie skie:
For Christ hym self by lande and sea,
did trauell farre and nere:
And neuer rested in one place,
as doeth by bookes appere.
So you my maisters roue and range
abroade from place to place:
Still still you walke your stations,
not restyng any space.
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nor vsed seede to sowe:
Yet did he liue, and lacked naught:
you liue, and lacke you? no:
What more vnto you should I saie?
to iudgement brought was he:
And he condemned was to death,
so likewise you shall be.
Christ likewise he was fixt on crosse,
and hangde in sight of all:
And thinke you, you shall not be hangde?
yes trust to it, you shall.
Among the goblins blacke of hell,
descended Christ belowe:
And you emong the grisly fiends,
to hell must likewise goe.
Christ beyng thence returnde againe,
on Gods right hande doeth sitte:
But you shall neuer thence returne,
once plungde in Plutos pitte.
To Andreas Goueanus his brother.
I Brother , caught an Hare:He fell to your share:
Who caught this Hare declare?
Againe.
I Brother caught and Hare:it fell to your lot
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and so an Hare I got.
To Zebedeus.
Ne woords of men, nor yetthe Senators decree:
Can make thee laie awaie thy beard,
so faire it seemes to thee.
The man whose beard hym noble makes,
he is not noble, he:
But who his beard nobilitates,
he noble seemes to mee.
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