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The Mirrour of Mutabilitie

or Principall part of the Mirrour for Magistrates. Describing the fall of diuers famous Princes, and other memorable Personages. Selected out of the sacred Scriptures by Antony Munday, and dedicated to the Right Honorable the Earle of Oxenford
  

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THE COMPLAINT of Iudas bemoning his Auaritious hart in selling his Maister Christe for thirtie pence.
  
  
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THE COMPLAINT of Iudas bemoning his Auaritious hart in selling his Maister Christe for thirtie pence.

Caput. 6.

What doo I liue, wil death not end my care
is crooked fate so luckles vnto mee:
that wil not end my mortall misery.
No greater plagues must be thy shameless share
For lothed life which thou before didst vse,
In crauing that which moste did the abuse.
Lothe cruel wretch to showe thy filthy face
Or that the World should think vpon thy deed:
For whose offence ful many harts doo bleed.
For that I wretch transgrest in cruel case.
My Maister milde for lucre to betray:
Woe woorth thee wretch to think vpon that day.


I Iudas am that once Disciple was,
To Christe that was my Lord and Maister deer;
Beholde mee wretch that stands in presence heer.
Who Traitour like his sorowes brought to passe.
For beeing greedy of a golden gaine:
For money put my Maister vnto paine.
I am the Wretch that dipped in the dish,
When as hee said, euen hee shall woork my woe:
And see how I assented to doo so.
For in the Garden with a traiterous kisse.
I brought to passe how hee should Captiue bee;
Led like a Lamb his slaughter for to see.
I thirtie pence receiued for my deed,
Which after warde when I recalld to minde:
For my offence great wrath to mee assignde.
Before the Preests I hasted then with speed,
And threw the money in despight away:
Confessing I the guiltlesse did betray.
And foorth I went ashamed to showe my face,
For stil my deed did gore mee to the hart:
In that I had doon such a vilains parte.
I could not rest nor bide in any place.
But went and hangd my self vpon a tree:
In place wheras all might mee plainly see.
Then Belzabub began to play his parte,
Hee came to fetch my sinful soule to hel:
Where to to bad in torments I doo dwel.
Without remorce as is my iust desart.
Loe what an end my Auarice did gain:
For preter ioyes, an after treble pain.


Learne you therfore that see my greeuous fall,
To flye from that which wil incurre your woe:
If on your welth you set your pleasure so.
Undoutedly to Sathan rest you thrall.
From whome be sure you cannot start awrye,
But in the lake of deadly dole shall lye.
Take warning now from hart I you desire,
Let Iudas stand a mirrour in your eyes;
That Auarice in hart you may dispise.
And not to hye abooue your reach aspire.
For if you doo, your fall is straite at hand:
Prepare before, seek therfore to withstand.
And now I turn vnto my lasting paine,
Desirous stil to end my lingring life:
But stay a while, I must haue longer strife.
Example take, to you I call again.
Fly, flye I craue from presence of this vice,
Who wil your woe a thousand wayes intice.
FINIS.