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The Forrest of Fancy

Wherein is conteined very prety Apothegmes, and pleasaunt histories, both in meeter and prose, Songes, Sonets, Epigrams and Epistles, of diuerse matter and in diuerse manner. With sundry other deuices, no lesse pithye then pleasaunt and profytable [by H. C.]
 

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The Booke speaketh to the Buyers.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 



The Booke speaketh to the Buyers.

To those that be welthy, and passe by this place.
My talke only tendeth, so cönster the case.

What kind of thing J am,
my shape doth shew the same:
No Forrest, though my father pleasde,
to tearme me by that name.
But Fancy fits me well,
For J am fully fraught,
With Fancies such as may correct
but not corrupt the thought.
Jn me my friend thou mayst,
(though thou be yong or olde)
Ritche, poore, of high or low degree,
thy duety here beholde.
For Yonkers J haue fonde,
and foolish trifles store:
For auncient syres, such seemely sightes,
as shall content them more.
If thou a Louer bee,
come learne thy lesson here:
Where wilfull workes of witles wightes,
shall perfect playne appeare.
What treason is in trust,
how fickle friendes are found:
How wretched is the state of man,
what mischiefe doth abound.
What follies fond we frame,
our foolish fancy to:
Here mayst thou see, and so discearne,
what best beseemes to do.
Sith then such profile may,
by meanes of me redounde:


To thee my friend, before thou passe,
this present plot of grounde.
Put hand in purse for pence,
to purchase me withall:
What foole a Forrest would forsake,
that sees the price so small.
A Shilling is the moste,
a very slender share:
No hurt to him that hath ynough,
so small a peece to spare.
Finis qd. Fancy.