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The Castell of Courtesie

Whereunto is adioyned The Holde of Humilitie: With the Chariot of Chastitie thereunto annexed. Also a Dialogue betweene Age and Youth, and other matters herein conteined. By Iames Yates

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A Glasse for Amorouse Maydens to looke in,
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

A Glasse for Amorouse Maydens to looke in,

friendly framed as a caueat for a light beleeuing Mayden: which she may take as a requisite rebuke, if she modestly meditate the matter.

Fy , Mayden fy, that Cupids flames,
within you so abounde:
To trust the tatling tales of some,
whose wordes proue oft vnsounde?
Should euery knaue intice you so,
to talke with you at will?
What be your wittes so simple now?
and of such litle skill?
As you can not discerne in minde,
who leades you on the bit?
Fy, fy for shame, now leaue it off
it is a thing vnfit.
I promise you it griues me sure,
because I am your friend:
That euery Iacke should talke with you,

Let Iacke be a Iacke I pray you.


and it is to no end.
But for to feele and grope your minde,
and then they laugh in sleeue:

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And say it is a gentle maide.
how she will men beleeue.
Thus do the knaues so cogge and foyst,
and count you as a foole:
And say your wittes they be so base,
as you may go to schoole.
Wherefore loue no such fleeting Iackes,
and giue to them no eare:
And thinke this lesson to be true,
which I haue written here.
For well in Time you shall it finde,

Good counsell would not be refused.

to breede in you vnrest:

Wherefore to leaue it of at first,
I thinke it were the best.
Giue not your mind to be intic'd,
to heare each tatling tale,
Where constant heades do not abide,
what Hope doth there auaile:
You will not warned be I see,
vntill you haue a nippe:
You know the horse which drawes in cart,
is euer nye the whippe.
But when too late, you do repent,
repentance will not serue:
Wherefore foresee, in time I warne,
from follie fond to swerue.
Take heede I say in time therefore,
so shall your state be blest:
And I shall cease, to write so much,
my pen shall take his rest.