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Flovvers of Epigrammes

Ovt of sundrie the moste singular authours selected, as well auncient as late writers. Pleasant and profitable to the expert readers of quicke capacitie: By Timothe Kendall
 

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A prancke of Pope Iulius 3. about a Peacocke.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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A prancke of Pope Iulius 3. about a Peacocke.

A certaine Pope that Iulius hight,
at dinner on a time,
Uppon his table placed had,
a daintie Peacocke fine.
Which though it were a daintie dishe,
he could not tutche as then:
Wherefore, go take this same away,
he said vnto his men,
And keepe it cold till supper tyme.

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and see in Garden fair
I suppe at night, for vnto mee
as then will guests repair.
When Supper tyme approched was,
among his sumptuous meat
And Peacockes whot, his Peacocke cold
he saw not there to eate.
Wherefore he gan to lowre, and powt,
to sweat, to swell, to sweare:
Such thundring threatnings throwing out
that all amazed were.
A Cardnall by beholdyng this,
entreatyng hym gan say:
O holy father be content,
and this your anger stay.
Indeede your waiters worthy are,
for to be chid and shent:
But sith it was against their willes,
let passe and be content.
Then Iulius Pope with fomyng mouth
and flashing firie eyes:
In angry mood, as he were mad,
gan answere in this wise.
If God for apple onely one,
so angrie were quoth he:
That he expeld from Paradice,
our Parents, he, and she.
Why may not I his Uicar here,

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be movd to anger then
For this same bird: better this bird
then apples ten and ten.
Although this Pope with Peacockes fleshe
lovd still to cram his craw:
Yet for a Peacock thus to rage,
he showd hymself a daw.