The Fyrst Boke of the Introduction of Knowledge made by Andrew Borde ... A Compendyous Regyment or A Dyetary of Helth made in Mountpyllier, compyled by Andrewe Boorde ... Barnes in the Defence of the Berde: a Treatyse made, answerynge the Treatyse of Doctor Borde vpon Berdes: Edited, with a life of Andrew Boorde, and large extracts from his Breuyary by F. J. Furnivall |
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The treatyse answerynge the boke of Berdes,
Compyled by Collyn clowte
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To drynke with me, be not a ferde
For here ye se groweth neuer a berde.
I am a foole of Cocke lorellys bote
Callyng al knaues, to pull therin a rope.
For here ye se groweth neuer a berde.
I am a foole of Cocke lorellys bote
Callyng al knaues, to pull therin a rope.
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To the ryght worshypfulle (Barnarde Barber), dwellynge
in Banberye, Collyn Clowte surrendreth gretynge, with immortall thankes.
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[The first parte of that songe]
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As longe as any berdes be worne,
Mockynge shall not be forborne;
But yet at length, his is the scorne.
I fere it not.
Mockynge shall not be forborne;
But yet at length, his is the scorne.
I fere it not.
With berdyd men he wyll not drynke,
Bycause it doth in theyr berdes synke;
The cause therof, ye may soone thynke,
His berde in Flaunders ones dyd stynke,
Whiche by dystulacyon
Of a vomytacyon
Made suche dysturbacyon,
That it abored the nacyon.
I fere it not.
Bycause it doth in theyr berdes synke;
The cause therof, ye may soone thynke,
His berde in Flaunders ones dyd stynke,
Whiche by dystulacyon
Of a vomytacyon
Made suche dysturbacyon,
That it abored the nacyon.
I fere it not.
Some berdes, he saith, doth grow a pace,
To hyde an euyll coleryd face;
In fayth, his had an homlye grace,
When he was in that dronkyn case.
But sythe he doth this matter stere,
To make that shauynge shuld be dere,
I thynke it doth full well appere,
That foles had neuer lesse wyt in a yere.
I fere it not.
To hyde an euyll coleryd face;
In fayth, his had an homlye grace,
When he was in that dronkyn case.
But sythe he doth this matter stere,
To make that shauynge shuld be dere,
I thynke it doth full well appere,
That foles had neuer lesse wyt in a yere.
I fere it not.
A berde, sayth he, wyl breyd moch care,
If that he with his mayster compare.
Here may ye proue a wyt full bare
That iudgeth so a man to fare.
What man lyuyng, I wold fayne knowe,
That for comparason letes his berde growe?
But yet, though that a spyghtful shrow
His spyghtfull wordes abrode doth blow,
I fere it not, &c.
If that he with his mayster compare.
Here may ye proue a wyt full bare
That iudgeth so a man to fare.
What man lyuyng, I wold fayne knowe,
That for comparason letes his berde growe?
But yet, though that a spyghtful shrow
His spyghtfull wordes abrode doth blow,
I fere it not, &c.
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Of berdes, he sayth, ther comms no gaynes,
& berdes quycknyth not the braynes.
Lo, how in Physyke he taketh paynes!
He merytes a busshel of brwers graynes!
He warneth also euery estate
To auoyde berdes, for fere of debate.
If men, lyke hym, shuld vse to prate,
His warnyng then shuld come to late,
I fere it not.
& berdes quycknyth not the braynes.
Lo, how in Physyke he taketh paynes!
He merytes a busshel of brwers graynes!
He warneth also euery estate
To auoyde berdes, for fere of debate.
If men, lyke hym, shuld vse to prate,
His warnyng then shuld come to late,
I fere it not.
If berdes, also, a purse doth pycke,
As ye compare them to be lyke,
yet ye haue gotte more in one wycke,
Then berdes in .x. togyther may stryke.
For by castynge of a pyspotte,
ye haue pollyd many a grote;
yea, and moche more, God wotte,
By falshede ye haue gotte.
I fere it not.
As ye compare them to be lyke,
yet ye haue gotte more in one wycke,
Then berdes in .x. togyther may stryke.
For by castynge of a pyspotte,
ye haue pollyd many a grote;
yea, and moche more, God wotte,
By falshede ye haue gotte.
I fere it not.
Yet one thynge more, I wyll assayle:
The daunger of drynkyng ye do bewayle.
Beleue ye me, yf all do fayle,
In stede of a cup, ye shall haue a payle;
For you haue gyuen warnynge playne,
That berdyd men shall be full fayne
To brynge a cup, for theyr owne gayne,—
The more fole you, so to dysdayne!
I fere it not.
The daunger of drynkyng ye do bewayle.
Beleue ye me, yf all do fayle,
In stede of a cup, ye shall haue a payle;
For you haue gyuen warnynge playne,
That berdyd men shall be full fayne
To brynge a cup, for theyr owne gayne,—
The more fole you, so to dysdayne!
I fere it not.
Note me well, for it is trewe,
Thoughe berdyd men ye wyll eschewe,
There be moche honyster men than you,
That wyl drynke long, or they do spewe
As you haue done, I knowe, or this.
wherfore I say, though so it is,
I wyll not tell that is amys;
yet wyll I tell some trewyth yewys.
I fere it not.
Thoughe berdyd men ye wyll eschewe,
There be moche honyster men than you,
That wyl drynke long, or they do spewe
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wherfore I say, though so it is,
I wyll not tell that is amys;
yet wyll I tell some trewyth yewys.
I fere it not.
yet of one thynge that ye do treate,
Howe that a berde, in a great swete,
By lyke doth catche a k[n]auysshe hete:
Therby ye do a grete prayse gete,
For trewely vnfayned,
Your honyste is dystayned;
All though ye haue dysdayned,
Men knowe ye haue sustayned.
I fere it not.
Howe that a berde, in a great swete,
By lyke doth catche a k[n]auysshe hete:
Therby ye do a grete prayse gete,
For trewely vnfayned,
Your honyste is dystayned;
All though ye haue dysdayned,
Men knowe ye haue sustayned.
I fere it not.
Though in the wynter a dew wyl lye,
That dystylleth from the nose pryuelye;
To refrayne your cup ye pray then hartly;
And all is for superfluous glotonye.
For glotony is of suche a kynde,
That ende of excesse he can none fynde,
Tyll past is both the wyt and mynde;
So one of those ye be assynde.
I fere it not.
That dystylleth from the nose pryuelye;
To refrayne your cup ye pray then hartly;
And all is for superfluous glotonye.
For glotony is of suche a kynde,
That ende of excesse he can none fynde,
Tyll past is both the wyt and mynde;
So one of those ye be assynde.
I fere it not.
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The seconde parte of that songe.
I lytell thought, ye were so wyse,
Berdes to deuyse of the new guyse;
But truely, for your enterpryse,
ye may go cast your wyt at dyse.
At syncke or syse, whiche so doth fall,
Fere ye not to cast at all;
For yf you lose, your lostes be small:
It is to dere, a tenys ball;
I fere it not.
Berdes to deuyse of the new guyse;
But truely, for your enterpryse,
ye may go cast your wyt at dyse.
At syncke or syse, whiche so doth fall,
Fere ye not to cast at all;
For yf you lose, your lostes be small:
It is to dere, a tenys ball;
I fere it not.
A berde vpon his ouer lyppe,
ye saye wyll be a proper tryppe,
Wherby ye shall the better skyppe.
Go your wayes, I dare let you slyppe,
Where as be many more,
I thynke, by .xx. score,
In cocke lorelles bote, before
ye maye take an ore.
I fere it not.
ye saye wyll be a proper tryppe,
Wherby ye shall the better skyppe.
Go your wayes, I dare let you slyppe,
Where as be many more,
I thynke, by .xx. score,
In cocke lorelles bote, before
ye maye take an ore.
I fere it not.
Yet though that ye one thing do craue,
Which is, a muster deuyles berde to haue,
ye make me study, so God me saue!
If this peticion came not of a knaue,
Perhapes some other man dyd make it,
And so ye dyd vp take it;
But best ye were forsake it,
For fere of Pears go nakyt.
Nowe fere you that!
Which is, a muster deuyles berde to haue,
ye make me study, so God me saue!
If this peticion came not of a knaue,
Perhapes some other man dyd make it,
And so ye dyd vp take it;
But best ye were forsake it,
For fere of Pears go nakyt.
Nowe fere you that!
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ye say some berdes be lyke lambes woll,
With lytell wyt within theyr skull:
‘Who goth a myle to sucke a bull,
Comes home a fole, and yet not full.’
And where ye wyshe them pekt with pyes,
That weres a berde, vnto theyr iyes:
Be wyse, take hede! suche homely spyes
Oftymes can spye your crafty lyes.
I fere it not.
With lytell wyt within theyr skull:
‘Who goth a myle to sucke a bull,
Comes home a fole, and yet not full.’
And where ye wyshe them pekt with pyes,
That weres a berde, vnto theyr iyes:
Be wyse, take hede! suche homely spyes
Oftymes can spye your crafty lyes.
I fere it not.
But, syr, I praye you, yf you tell can,
Declare to me, when God made man,
(I meane by our forefather Adam)
Whyther that he had a berde than;
And yf he had, who dyd hym shaue,
Syth that a barber he coulde not haue.
Well, then, ye proue hym there a knaue,
Bycause his berde he dyd so saue.
I fere it not.
Declare to me, when God made man,
(I meane by our forefather Adam)
Whyther that he had a berde than;
And yf he had, who dyd hym shaue,
Syth that a barber he coulde not haue.
Well, then, ye proue hym there a knaue,
Bycause his berde he dyd so saue.
I fere it not.
Christ & his apostles, ye haue declaryd,
That theyr berdes myght not be sparyd,
Nor to theyr berdes no berdes comparyd:
Trewe it is, yet we repayryd
By his vocacion, to folowe in generall
His disciples, both great and small;
And folowyng ther vse, we shuld not fal,
Nothynge exceptynge our berdes at all.
I fere it not.
That theyr berdes myght not be sparyd,
Nor to theyr berdes no berdes comparyd:
Trewe it is, yet we repayryd
By his vocacion, to folowe in generall
His disciples, both great and small;
And folowyng ther vse, we shuld not fal,
Nothynge exceptynge our berdes at all.
I fere it not.
Sampson, with many thousandes more
Of auncient phylosophers, full great store,
Wolde not be shauen, to dye therfore;
Why shulde you, then, repyne so sore?
A[d]myt that men doth Imytate
Thynges of antyquite, and noble state,
Such counterfeat thinges oftymes do mytygate
Moche ernest yre and debate.
I fere it not.
Of auncient phylosophers, full great store,
Wolde not be shauen, to dye therfore;
Why shulde you, then, repyne so sore?
A[d]myt that men doth Imytate
Thynges of antyquite, and noble state,
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Moche ernest yre and debate.
I fere it not.
Therfore, to cease, I thynke be best;
For berdyd men wolde lyue in rest.
you proue yourselfe a homly gest,
So folysshely to rayle and iest;
For if I wolde go make in ryme,
Howe new shauyd men loke lyke scraped swyne,
& so rayle forth, from tyme to tyme,
A knauysshe laude then shulde be myne:
I fere it not.
For berdyd men wolde lyue in rest.
you proue yourselfe a homly gest,
So folysshely to rayle and iest;
For if I wolde go make in ryme,
Howe new shauyd men loke lyke scraped swyne,
& so rayle forth, from tyme to tyme,
A knauysshe laude then shulde be myne:
I fere it not.
What shulde auayle me to do so,
yf I shulde teache howe men shulde go,
Thynkynge my wyt moche better, lo,
Then any other, frende or fo?
I myght be imputed trewly
For a foole, that doth gloryfye
In my nowne selfe onelye;
I thynke you wyll it veryfye:
I fere it not.
yf I shulde teache howe men shulde go,
Thynkynge my wyt moche better, lo,
Then any other, frende or fo?
I myght be imputed trewly
For a foole, that doth gloryfye
In my nowne selfe onelye;
I thynke you wyll it veryfye:
I fere it not.
And thus farewel, though I do wryght
To answere for berdes, by reason ryght;
yet vnberdyd men I do not spyght,
Though ye on berdes therin delyght.
And in concludynge of this thynge,
I praye God saue our noble kynge!
Berdes & vnberdyd, to heuen vs brynge,
Where as is Ioye euerlastynge!
I fere it not, &c.
To answere for berdes, by reason ryght;
yet vnberdyd men I do not spyght,
Though ye on berdes therin delyght.
And in concludynge of this thynge,
I praye God saue our noble kynge!
Berdes & vnberdyd, to heuen vs brynge,
Where as is Ioye euerlastynge!
I fere it not, &c.
Finis.
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