The rewarde of Wickednesse Discoursing the sundrye monstrous abuses of wicked and vngodlye worldelinges: in such sort set downe and written as the same haue beene dyuersely practised in the persones of Popes, Harlots, Proude Princes, Tyrauntes, Romish Byshoppes, and others. With a liuely description of their seuerall falles and finall destruction. Uerye profitable for all sorte of estates to reade and looke vpon. Nevvly compiled by Richard Robinson |
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The rewarde that Rosamond had
in hell, for murdering of hir husbande Albonius
and liuing vitiouslie in hir husbandes dayes.
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The rewarde that Rosamond had in hell, for murdering of hir husbande Albonius and liuing vitiouslie in hir husbandes dayes.
When
from this Pope we were depart and gone,
Meaning to returne, the night was almost spent:
But there fast by we hearde one crye a non,
Which sayde (Alas, alas) to late I doe repent,
My wanton dayes, my lustie youthfull toyes,
Haue banisht me from Aungels part of ioyes.
Meaning to returne, the night was almost spent:
But there fast by we hearde one crye a non,
Which sayde (Alas, alas) to late I doe repent,
My wanton dayes, my lustie youthfull toyes,
Haue banisht me from Aungels part of ioyes.
The sounde thereof a woman did present,
For Screminglie it rang among the caues,
Which when we hearde we coulde not be content:
But scalde the cragges among the flaming waues.
Till at the last a dungeon had we spyde,
Wherein the woman was that latelye cryde.
For Screminglie it rang among the caues,
Which when we hearde we coulde not be content:
But scalde the cragges among the flaming waues.
Till at the last a dungeon had we spyde,
Wherein the woman was that latelye cryde.
And as we stoode thereof to take the vewe,
In scalding furnesse whose flash doth still increase,
A seeming noble Dame with crowne and scepture newe
(Among a number) gan first of all to prease,
And sayd (Oh Morpheus) such haste why dost thou make?
I pray thee bide a while, yet for a womans sake.
In scalding furnesse whose flash doth still increase,
A seeming noble Dame with crowne and scepture newe
(Among a number) gan first of all to prease,
And sayd (Oh Morpheus) such haste why dost thou make?
I pray thee bide a while, yet for a womans sake.
Wherefore (quoth hee) my presence doth no good,
And yll I may abide, the night is almost spent:
Shee hearing this, cryed out as one were wood,
Abide and heare two wordes, then go I am content.
Dispatche (quoth hee) for long I cannot bide,
But first of all, thy name and cause describe.
And yll I may abide, the night is almost spent:
Shee hearing this, cryed out as one were wood,
Abide and heare two wordes, then go I am content.
Dispatche (quoth hee) for long I cannot bide,
But first of all, thy name and cause describe.
(Oh quoth shee) this place prepared is,
For wickednesse the iust rewarde to bee,
And such as liue against the Goddes amisse,
Be vsed here with tormentes as you see.
Sith Morpheus thou all dreames dost sheweche where,
Publish this abroade how we are vsed here.
For wickednesse the iust rewarde to bee,
And such as liue against the Goddes amisse,
Be vsed here with tormentes as you see.
Sith Morpheus thou all dreames dost sheweche where,
Publish this abroade how we are vsed here.
And let them know how Rosamonde the Queene,
To Albonyus late wife that was sometime,
Lyeth torment here as thou hast present seene,
For filthie life, and odious bloodie crime.
My life did craue none other ende but this,
Therefore beholde rewarde of wickednesse.
To Albonyus late wife that was sometime,
Lyeth torment here as thou hast present seene,
For filthie life, and odious bloodie crime.
My life did craue none other ende but this,
Therefore beholde rewarde of wickednesse.
Therefore let mee to women warning bee,
To honor God the beste, and next their spoused mates:
And say that Rosamonde thus sayde to thee,
Who doth not so, shall enter at these gates.
It doth become eache woman night and daye,
To holde them well content, at what their husbandes saye.
To honor God the beste, and next their spoused mates:
And say that Rosamonde thus sayde to thee,
Who doth not so, shall enter at these gates.
It doth become eache woman night and daye,
To holde them well content, at what their husbandes saye.
You lustie bloodes possest with hawtie hartes,
Your loftie lookes correct with meaner state,
Refuse to playe these wanton wilfull partes,
From follye flee, least you repent to late.
Sometime I lookte as hye as hexte of you,
Which is the onelye cause I bid al ioyes adewe.
Your loftie lookes correct with meaner state,
Refuse to playe these wanton wilfull partes,
Sometime I lookte as hye as hexte of you,
Which is the onelye cause I bid al ioyes adewe.
Seeme not to swell a hastye worde to heare,
No vauntage seeke, nor quarrels frame to breede:
An honest womans part is euer to forbeare
The sayinges of her husband, if wel shee thinke to speede.
Where loue is linkte, wordes cannot brewe the bate.
But where dissemblers are, fewe wordes then causeth hate.
No vauntage seeke, nor quarrels frame to breede:
An honest womans part is euer to forbeare
The sayinges of her husband, if wel shee thinke to speede.
Where loue is linkte, wordes cannot brewe the bate.
But where dissemblers are, fewe wordes then causeth hate.
And laye aside your newe disguised raye,
Leaue prancking of your selues with painted face:
From whirling heyre and there your eyes prophaned stay,
Bee faithful Matrons found in euery place.
Who doth hir spowsed Mate in any case betraye,
Shall sure repent it sore, with mee another daye.
Leaue prancking of your selues with painted face:
From whirling heyre and there your eyes prophaned stay,
Bee faithful Matrons found in euery place.
Who doth hir spowsed Mate in any case betraye,
Shall sure repent it sore, with mee another daye.
For if that grace had light vpon my side,
Then had I dread before the doubtfull ende:
And so escaped that which nowe alas I bide,
As Guerdon meete for them that so offend.
For through one word I heard my husband saye,
My stomack was so stowte, I made him straight away.
Then had I dread before the doubtfull ende:
And so escaped that which nowe alas I bide,
As Guerdon meete for them that so offend.
For through one word I heard my husband saye,
My stomack was so stowte, I made him straight away.
Which was but small and easie to bee borne,
But that the wicked sprite mee tempte to seeke his blood,
For euen as Iudas his Maisters death had sworne,
Infect with like temptacion, that present time I stoode.
Uengeance I inuented and vengeance haue I caught.
To seeke my Husbandes life, mine owne destruction brought.
But that the wicked sprite mee tempte to seeke his blood,
For euen as Iudas his Maisters death had sworne,
Infect with like temptacion, that present time I stoode.
Uengeance I inuented and vengeance haue I caught.
To seeke my Husbandes life, mine owne destruction brought.
Loe, this was the cause. At my Husbands returne,
From doing great Battailes in Countreys full farre:
Being his pleasure a while for to Soiourne,
To rest him at ease after his Warre:
Let call a Triumphe, and made a great Feast,
To the which assembled all his Lordes of the best.
From doing great Battailes in Countreys full farre:
Being his pleasure a while for to Soiourne,
To rest him at ease after his Warre:
Let call a Triumphe, and made a great Feast,
To the which assembled all his Lordes of the best.
And being in his meriment, Thus Iested with mee:
Tooke a Goblet with Wine, and these words thē he sayd:
(Drinke a tawnt to thy Father, Wife quoth hee)
Who before in Battaile was wounded to dead.
Thus for to saye, much is not a mis,
Who euer doth speake it, where any grace is.
Tooke a Goblet with Wine, and these words thē he sayd:
(Drinke a tawnt to thy Father, Wife quoth hee)
Who before in Battaile was wounded to dead.
Thus for to saye, much is not a mis,
Who euer doth speake it, where any grace is.
But (alas) vnhappilye I, as most women bee,
Was pufte full of Pride, and mutable minde:
I swelde as a Toade his death for to see,
Yet spake I him fayre his sences to blinde:
O God what mischiefe can women inuent,
And if a man alter but once theyr intent.
Was pufte full of Pride, and mutable minde:
I swelde as a Toade his death for to see,
Yet spake I him fayre his sences to blinde:
O God what mischiefe can women inuent,
And if a man alter but once theyr intent.
When I spake him as fayre as heart might deuise,
And made the greatst shewe of Faithfull true loue:
Inwardlye then I dyd hate and despise,
My noble Husbande all Creatures aboue.
Therefore I confesse, it is harde for to knowe,
When a woman speakes fayre, if shee meanes it or no.
And made the greatst shewe of Faithfull true loue:
Inwardlye then I dyd hate and despise,
My noble Husbande all Creatures aboue.
Therefore I confesse, it is harde for to knowe,
When a woman speakes fayre, if shee meanes it or no.
I polluted filthilye my Husbandes bedde,
With one of his seruauntes, whome after I made
Most Traiterously to smite of his head,
As hee laye asleepe with his owne sworde or blade.
And so tooke his Treasure, and to the Seas wee fled,
There leauing my Husband wounded to dead.
With one of his seruauntes, whome after I made
Most Traiterously to smite of his head,
As hee laye asleepe with his owne sworde or blade.
And so tooke his Treasure, and to the Seas wee fled,
There leauing my Husband wounded to dead.
This Squiers name, that did this wicked deede,
Melchis was called a stoute worthy Knight:
In Rauenne there became to proceede
A mighty Prince of great power and might.
Yet for all this, with him straight I tyred,
For eache daye on my filthy lust beastly desired.
Melchis was called a stoute worthy Knight:
In Rauenne there became to proceede
A mighty Prince of great power and might.
Yet for all this, with him straight I tyred,
For eache daye on my filthy lust beastly desired.
Were hee Gentle or simple, I spared none,
Of one aboue another, I made no store:
For shame, Feare, and Grace, from mee were quite gone,
I paste not a pinne were they Ritche or poore:
My filthy fleshe so wickedly was sette,
That all was but fishe that came to the nette.
Of one aboue another, I made no store:
For shame, Feare, and Grace, from mee were quite gone,
My filthy fleshe so wickedly was sette,
That all was but fishe that came to the nette.
But among al the rest one noble man,
That then of Rauenne was a gouernour:
As ofte as pleased him nowe and than,
Had greate delite to holde mee as Paramour.
On whome a while my flitting minde did runne,
As erst it had of Melchis latelye done.
That then of Rauenne was a gouernour:
As ofte as pleased him nowe and than,
Had greate delite to holde mee as Paramour.
On whome a while my flitting minde did runne,
As erst it had of Melchis latelye done.
For whose sake Melchis my husbande newe,
Through treason framde, and vile Duplicitye,
Within my heart his death, I gan to brewe,
Because at large I thought to liue more viciously.
To worke the feate by sleyght, and scape the blame,
I priuily poysoned wine, & made him drinke the same.
Through treason framde, and vile Duplicitye,
Within my heart his death, I gan to brewe,
Because at large I thought to liue more viciously.
To worke the feate by sleyght, and scape the blame,
I priuily poysoned wine, & made him drinke the same.
To the middes dranke Melchis this Cup of Wine,
Which made him looke with colour dead and wan:
But when hee sawe that Traytresse heart of mine,
With much a doe these wordes declare hee gan
With rufull face. Thou wicked wretche (quoth hee)
Albonius thou through Treason slew, so hast done me.
Which made him looke with colour dead and wan:
But when hee sawe that Traytresse heart of mine,
With much a doe these wordes declare hee gan
With rufull face. Thou wicked wretche (quoth hee)
Albonius thou through Treason slew, so hast done me.
And there withall his hande vppon mee layde,
And vrged me in Maugre of my head,
To drinke the tother halfe before I staide,
Which was no soner done but downe wee both fell dead,
And thus at mischiefe ended I my life,
That sometime was a Famous Princes Wife.
And vrged me in Maugre of my head,
To drinke the tother halfe before I staide,
Which was no soner done but downe wee both fell dead,
And thus at mischiefe ended I my life,
That sometime was a Famous Princes Wife.
Loe Morpheus, this is the summe and all:
Nowe thou knowest my name, my wicked fact and deede:
I praye thee yet what haste soeuer fall,
Warne women of the like, it's not a litle neede.
To theyr Spowsed mates, bid them bee meeke & true,
Or tell them else confution doth ensue.
Nowe thou knowest my name, my wicked fact and deede:
I praye thee yet what haste soeuer fall,
Warne women of the like, it's not a litle neede.
To theyr Spowsed mates, bid them bee meeke & true,
Or tell them else confution doth ensue.
Bid them meeken theyr mindes with al due obedience,
And to humble them selues to theyr Husbandes alwaies:
For it is commonlye seene by auncient experience,
That none but the wilful doe catche their decaies.
Though wylye in working the craftie Dames bee,
Them selues they deceaue in the shoe you may see.
And to humble them selues to theyr Husbandes alwaies:
For it is commonlye seene by auncient experience,
That none but the wilful doe catche their decaies.
Though wylye in working the craftie Dames bee,
Them selues they deceaue in the shoe you may see.
And now farewel Morpheus thou wotes what I meane,
Thou mayest say thou met with a miserable wight:
That first procured her Husband to bee slaine,
And also poysoned a valiaunt Knight.
This was my acte and the cause of my fall,
Quite murther, for murther, my selfe laste of all.
Thou mayest say thou met with a miserable wight:
That first procured her Husband to bee slaine,
And also poysoned a valiaunt Knight.
This was my acte and the cause of my fall,
Quite murther, for murther, my selfe laste of all.
And with these wordes a Tyraunt with a hooke,
In tender sides, the mortall woundes hee printes,
Another on a forke this wicked woman shooke,
Nothing preuailed lesse, then for to crye with plaintes
A thousande naked blades in her they thrust,
And still (quoth they) this woman was vniust.
In tender sides, the mortall woundes hee printes,
Another on a forke this wicked woman shooke,
Nothing preuailed lesse, then for to crye with plaintes
A thousande naked blades in her they thrust,
And still (quoth they) this woman was vniust.
Mee thought it was a feareful sight to see,
Pitye wrought such griefe in mee, I wept for woe:
I thought that in a womans heart, had layen more pitye,
Then for to serue her faithfull Husband so.
Why dost thou muse (quoth Morpheus) then to mee?
This is the iust reward of them that wicked bee.
Pitye wrought such griefe in mee, I wept for woe:
I thought that in a womans heart, had layen more pitye,
Then for to serue her faithfull Husband so.
Why dost thou muse (quoth Morpheus) then to mee?
This is the iust reward of them that wicked bee.
The night is almost spent (quoth hee) come let vs goe,
The least of theyr paines passeth our helpe:
I will bring thee safe to the place thou came fro,
Bee not doubtful of Cerberus that fowle currishe whelpe,
Nor of any that is heare, I will answere them all:
Bee of good cheere what euer doe be fall.
The least of theyr paines passeth our helpe:
I will bring thee safe to the place thou came fro,
Bee not doubtful of Cerberus that fowle currishe whelpe,
Nor of any that is heare, I will answere them all:
Bee of good cheere what euer doe be fall.
Thus wandering backe, wee looked about,
And or euer wee wist, were at Plutoes Pallasce:
At the which wee heard so cruell a showte,
As if they had all gon togither in malice,
Yet when we came neere them the truth then appeered,
It was but a triumph, and nought to be feared.
And or euer wee wist, were at Plutoes Pallasce:
At the which wee heard so cruell a showte,
Yet when we came neere them the truth then appeered,
It was but a triumph, and nought to be feared.
Then after a while vpon a stage full hye,
An yll faste yoman a blacke Trumpet blew:
And when silence was made, hee proclaymed a crye,
In the name of Pluto for tydinges most true.
(Quoth hee) bloodie Boner the Butcher comes here,
That hath furnisht our kitchin this many a yere.
An yll faste yoman a blacke Trumpet blew:
And when silence was made, hee proclaymed a crye,
In the name of Pluto for tydinges most true.
(Quoth hee) bloodie Boner the Butcher comes here,
That hath furnisht our kitchin this many a yere.
Moreouer (quoth hee) it is Plutos high pleasure,
That all men prepare in the best sort they can,
Sith he is to Pluto and Proserpin such treasure,
To receryue him amonge vs as becomes such a man,
You know what his seruice hath bene heretofore,
Looke to your dueties what needes any more?
That all men prepare in the best sort they can,
Sith he is to Pluto and Proserpin such treasure,
To receryue him amonge vs as becomes such a man,
You know what his seruice hath bene heretofore,
Looke to your dueties what needes any more?
This sayde, he departed straite from the stage,
And to Plutos Pallace hee then tooke the waye.
But then to see both man boye and Page,
To set newe deuentions in order and raye,
The halfe to declare, it passeth my witte,
I am sure the like, was neuer seene yet.
And to Plutos Pallace hee then tooke the waye.
But then to see both man boye and Page,
To set newe deuentions in order and raye,
The halfe to declare, it passeth my witte,
I am sure the like, was neuer seene yet.
There was fyling of fire boltes in holes and in noukes,
Headding of dartes, and poynting of spittes,
Skouring of blades, and bending of hookes,
Mending of fireforkes, and wyring newe whipes,
Barreling of Pitche, Sulfur, and Saltepeeter,
With more then can be described in meeter.
Headding of dartes, and poynting of spittes,
Skouring of blades, and bending of hookes,
Mending of fireforkes, and wyring newe whipes,
Barreling of Pitche, Sulfur, and Saltepeeter,
With more then can be described in meeter.
But for to be briefe so willing they were,
That nothing was wanting to set out the showe,
As by their dilligence full well did appeere,
No man coulde be more welcome there I know.
Boner (quoth one) Boner quoth another,
Welcome as hartelye as Father or Mother.
That nothing was wanting to set out the showe,
As by their dilligence full well did appeere,
No man coulde be more welcome there I know.
Boner (quoth one) Boner quoth another,
Welcome as hartelye as Father or Mother.
With all thinges poynt vice, and fit for the nonce,
Foorth came Pluto, and Proserpin the Queene,
To meete Boner the sucker of soules, flesh, and bones,
In such order and sorte as hath not bene seene.
I shall make a description as nie as I can,
How they went in order to meete him eche man.
Foorth came Pluto, and Proserpin the Queene,
To meete Boner the sucker of soules, flesh, and bones,
In such order and sorte as hath not bene seene.
I shall make a description as nie as I can,
How they went in order to meete him eche man.
First two and two came marching togither,
With a Pickeforke or Fleshooke in euery fist,
A blacke banner displayed that wauered in the weather,
Which obscured the light with darcke stinking mist.
Yll-faste Trumpiters a number there were,
From whose mouthes flewe a thunder odible to here.
With a Pickeforke or Fleshooke in euery fist,
A blacke banner displayed that wauered in the weather,
Which obscured the light with darcke stinking mist.
Yll-faste Trumpiters a number there were,
From whose mouthes flewe a thunder odible to here.
The number I knew not so many there were,
But braue and fine they were out of doubt:
In hattes like hiues, and hoase bumde with heare
With rough courlde heades, they looked full stout,
They were so lustie they seemde to be cutters,
For they made it tentimes as bigge as swarfe Rutters.
But braue and fine they were out of doubt:
In hattes like hiues, and hoase bumde with heare
With rough courlde heades, they looked full stout,
They were so lustie they seemde to be cutters,
For they made it tentimes as bigge as swarfe Rutters.
Next after these there came in a raye,
By heapes whole swarmes of Plutos nobilitie,
Which did ride vpon Beares that did gape for their praye,
That alwayes were fed with the spoyle of simplicitie.
About their neckes hang double chaynes of golde.
But to aske their names I durst not be bolde.
By heapes whole swarmes of Plutos nobilitie,
Which did ride vpon Beares that did gape for their praye,
That alwayes were fed with the spoyle of simplicitie.
About their neckes hang double chaynes of golde.
But to aske their names I durst not be bolde.
Then came his Chapleins by two and by three,
And after them followed the great Uicare of all,
And on his heade a triple Crowne ware bee,
Arayed in robes that were full Pontificall,
On a ramping Lyon that gaped full wide,
This greasie Prelate that present did ride.
And after them followed the great Uicare of all,
And on his heade a triple Crowne ware bee,
Arayed in robes that were full Pontificall,
On a ramping Lyon that gaped full wide,
This greasie Prelate that present did ride.
And then followed Pluto and Proserpin his Queene,
Upon as straunge horses as euer I see,
For like the hote gleydes glowed their eine,
Mightie and monstrous, long, large, and hie
With a number of Lordes, and Ladies also,
Came after in order, beside other moe.
Upon as straunge horses as euer I see,
For like the hote gleydes glowed their eine,
With a number of Lordes, and Ladies also,
Came after in order, beside other moe.
Cerberus was caught in the Porters warde,
The gates were set open against Boner came,
Of Morpheus, and mee no man tooke regarde,
Their minde ranne so much of this noble man.
By meanes whereof without more a doe,
We gate out o'th gates or any man knewe.
The gates were set open against Boner came,
Of Morpheus, and mee no man tooke regarde,
Their minde ranne so much of this noble man.
By meanes whereof without more a doe,
We gate out o'th gates or any man knewe.
Being out of the gates we scaled a rocke,
To see if wee might there spie Boner comming,
Who in deede appeared in sight with a flocke,
That came like Bedlems hedlong then running.
Himselfe led the way like a Champion stoute,
On a Dragons backe that spoylde rounde aboute.
To see if wee might there spie Boner comming,
Who in deede appeared in sight with a flocke,
That came like Bedlems hedlong then running.
Himselfe led the way like a Champion stoute,
On a Dragons backe that spoylde rounde aboute.
He kept no order nor the companie that he brought,
For headelong came reeling both olde and young,
As thicke as haylestones, a man woulde haue thought,
Whereof some cryed, and other some soung.
But downe the hyll one and other came tumbling,
With Sancta Maria, I hearde them fast mumbling.
For headelong came reeling both olde and young,
As thicke as haylestones, a man woulde haue thought,
Whereof some cryed, and other some soung.
But downe the hyll one and other came tumbling,
With Sancta Maria, I hearde them fast mumbling.
A Banner was borne with red all to spotted,
Before this butcher that pittie was to see,
Whose armes in the middes was rufully blotted,
With the bloode of Martires whome he caused to die.
And in the shielde painted as plaine did appeere,
An innocent Lambe, a cruell Woolfe, and a Beare.
Before this butcher that pittie was to see,
Whose armes in the middes was rufully blotted,
With the bloode of Martires whome he caused to die.
And in the shielde painted as plaine did appeere,
An innocent Lambe, a cruell Woolfe, and a Beare.
In a fielde all blacke, on the other side his flagge,
Was depainted a fagot that glowed like a gleede,
And a bluddie hande with a sworde that did bragge,
Gainst all that profest Christes Gospell in deede.
With a poasie that threatned both aged and young,
To beleeue in his lore, or else holde their tongue.
Was depainted a fagot that glowed like a gleede,
And a bluddie hande with a sworde that did bragge,
Gainst all that profest Christes Gospell in deede.
With a poasie that threatned both aged and young,
To beleeue in his lore, or else holde their tongue.
But then to see what a meeting there was,
Betweene Pluto, Proserpin, and Boner that time,
For want of skill I must let it passe,
I cannot mention th' one halfe in this rime.
(No displeasure to the Pope) if himselfe had bene there,
It had not beene possible to made him better cheare.
Betweene Pluto, Proserpin, and Boner that time,
For want of skill I must let it passe,
I cannot mention th' one halfe in this rime.
(No displeasure to the Pope) if himselfe had bene there,
It had not beene possible to made him better cheare.
Mary what they sayd, that, wee did not know,
But there was for ioye such colling and kissing:
Some laught that teeth a foote long they did show,
And clāwde eache other by the pate without missing.
To see the triumph made with fleshhookes & spits,
Had bene able to haue brought a man from his wits.
But there was for ioye such colling and kissing:
Some laught that teeth a foote long they did show,
And clāwde eache other by the pate without missing.
To see the triumph made with fleshhookes & spits,
Had bene able to haue brought a man from his wits.
For thunder and lightning flew fizing about.
Dartes and firebrandes walkt here and there,
Bonfiers were made in all hell throughout,
For ioye that Boner was comming so neere.
Whose face I frayde least he shoulde haue spide me,
For when he was liuing he might not abide me.
Dartes and firebrandes walkt here and there,
Bonfiers were made in all hell throughout,
For ioye that Boner was comming so neere.
Whose face I frayde least he shoulde haue spide me,
For when he was liuing he might not abide me.
Behinde Morpheus I crept, till they marched by,
And were past as farre as Cerberus warde,
But when they were within we hearde such a crye,
As among all the sorrowes before I not hearde.
They set hell on fire with making a feast,
And all was to welcome this lately come gest.
And were past as farre as Cerberus warde,
But when they were within we hearde such a crye,
As among all the sorrowes before I not hearde.
They set hell on fire with making a feast,
And all was to welcome this lately come gest.
What was Boners Businesse that I doe not knowe.
Peraduenture he went to fetche soules away thence.
But iudge as you list therein yea or no,
I would not be with him for all the Popes pence.
But if Boners babes doe thinke that I lie,
Then let them go thither the truth for to trie.
Peraduenture he went to fetche soules away thence.
But iudge as you list therein yea or no,
I would not be with him for all the Popes pence.
But if Boners babes doe thinke that I lie,
Then let them go thither the truth for to trie.
The ende of the Rewarde of VVickednesse.
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