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The vvorkes of a young wyt

trust vp with a Fardell of pretie fancies, profitable to young Poetes, preiudicial to no man, and pleasaunt to euery man to passe away idle tyme withall. Whereunto is ioyned an odde kynde of wooing, with a Banquet of Comfettes, to make an ende withall. Done by N. B. Gentleman

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[A doue sometyme did sit vpon a tree]

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An other prety Tale of a Pygeon, and an Ante, with the Morall vpon the same.

A doue sometyme did sit vpon a tree,
which grue, by chaunce, hard by a water spring,
Where prety foole, as Pygeons natures (be)
shee proyning sat, and pecking of her wing,
And beyng faire, when all her worke was donne,
shee cooing sat, with breste agaynst the sonne.
But ere shee slepte, about shee gan to pry,
for feare some foe woulde bidde her to a feast,
And prying so, downe righte shee cast her eye,
and there shee saw a prety litle beast,
By frowarde happe, but how I can not tell,
a litle Ante into the water fel:
And there was lyke in daunger deepe to drowne,
which when the doue, a litle while behelde,
A litle twigge, by chaume shee brake her downe,
to clyme the banke, some helpe therby to yeelde:
And by good happe, but with a litle payne,
it serude so well, as helpde her out agayne.
Then slepte the doue, the ante shee crepte about,
and dryde her selfe, agaynst the glosyng sonne,
But soddenly, see what a chaunce fell out,
a fouler lo, to set his nets begonne,
To catche the doue, that sat vpon the tree:
which when the Ante, the prety wretche did see,
Shee slily crepte into the Foulers shoe
and there, so harde shee bit him by the heele,
As hee in rage not knowing what too doe,
the smarte was such, that he therby did feele,

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As hee there with his engynes gan let fall,
and so both lost his laboure, cost, and all.
For with the noyse the pigeon gan awake,
and so awake, the fouler did descrye,
And so descride, her flighte away did take,
and so by happe, did saue her selfe thereby:
The Ante againe shee slily crepte away,
into the grasse, where hidde from hurte shee lay.
Finis.

The Morall.

Now see, what matter this old toie conteines,
twixte beastes and birds, behold what thankfull minde,
And yet twixte men, vngratefull some remaines,
yea moste perhaps, where they moste good doe finde:
Which proues, (me thinkes) a pitty not the leaste,
to see a man wurse naturde then a breast.