The Tyde taryeth no Man A Moste Pleasant and merry commody, right pythie and full of delight |
The Prologue.
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The Prologue.
As
the worme which in the timber is bred,
The selfe same timber doth consume and eate:
And as the moth which is commonly fed,
In the cloth with her bred, and the same doth frete.
So many persons are a damage great,
To their own countrey, which hath them relieued,
And by them their own countrey ofte times is greeued.
The selfe same timber doth consume and eate:
And as the moth which is commonly fed,
In the cloth with her bred, and the same doth frete.
So many persons are a damage great,
To their own countrey, which hath them relieued,
And by them their own countrey ofte times is greeued.
So many citties and townes are defamed,
By reason that some inhabitauntes is ill:
So that for ones facte, the whole towne is blamed,
Although the residue to good doe their will.
Yet the fact of this one, the others good name doth spill,
And thus a reproch to his own towne ingendreth,
And the good name of the whole town he hindereth.
By reason that some inhabitauntes is ill:
So that for ones facte, the whole towne is blamed,
Although the residue to good doe their will.
Yet the fact of this one, the others good name doth spill,
And thus a reproch to his own towne ingendreth,
And the good name of the whole town he hindereth.
To what ende these wordes we haue spoken,
In our matter shalbe more playnely exprest,
Which the Tide tarieth no man, to name hath token,
For that it is moste agreeable and best.
Because that no man from his pleasure will rest,
But ech man doth take the time of his gayne,
Although the same be to others great payne.
In our matter shalbe more playnely exprest,
Which the Tide tarieth no man, to name hath token,
For that it is moste agreeable and best.
Because that no man from his pleasure will rest,
But ech man doth take the time of his gayne,
Although the same be to others great payne.
For so greedy is the person auaricious,
Whome Saint Austen doth well liken to hell,
For that they both are so much insacious,
That neyther of them know when they are well.
And Ambrosius doth verify and tell,
How that couetous persons do lack that they haue,
And therefore not satisfyed till they are in graue.
Whome Saint Austen doth well liken to hell,
For that they both are so much insacious,
That neyther of them know when they are well.
And Ambrosius doth verify and tell,
How that couetous persons do lack that they haue,
And therefore not satisfyed till they are in graue.
But where such people are, small loue there doth rest,
But greedy desyre supplieth the place:
The symple ones commonly, by such are opprest,
For they nothing way, any needy mans case.
But with greedy grype, their gayne they imbrace,
No kind of degree that they will forbeare,
Neyther any time they will let slip or spare.
But greedy desyre supplieth the place:
The symple ones commonly, by such are opprest,
For they nothing way, any needy mans case.
No kind of degree that they will forbeare,
Neyther any time they will let slip or spare.
And although that here a Courtyer is named,
Yet thereby is not ment the Courtyer alone:
But all kindes of persons, who their suites haue framed,
Or to any such greedy guttes, haue made their mone.
Being driuen to their shiftes, to haue ought by lone,
How greedinesse at such times, doth get what he can,
And therefore still cryeth, Tyde tarieth no man.
Yet thereby is not ment the Courtyer alone:
But all kindes of persons, who their suites haue framed,
Or to any such greedy guttes, haue made their mone.
Being driuen to their shiftes, to haue ought by lone,
How greedinesse at such times, doth get what he can,
And therefore still cryeth, Tyde tarieth no man.
Which prouerbe right well might be applyed,
To a better sence then it is vsed:
There is time to aske grace, this may not be denyed,
Of thy sinfull life so greatly abused.
Let not that time then be refused,
For that tyde most certayne will tarry no man,
Thus taking the prouerbe, we rightly do scan.
To a better sence then it is vsed:
There is time to aske grace, this may not be denyed,
Of thy sinfull life so greatly abused.
Let not that time then be refused,
For that tyde most certayne will tarry no man,
Thus taking the prouerbe, we rightly do scan.
Thus worshipfull Audyence, our Authour desyreth,
That this his acte you will not depraue:
But if any fault be, he humbly requireth,
That due intelligence thereof he may haue,
Committing himselfe to your discretions graue,
And thus his Prologue he rudely doth end,
For at hand to approche, the Players intend.
That this his acte you will not depraue:
But if any fault be, he humbly requireth,
That due intelligence thereof he may haue,
Committing himselfe to your discretions graue,
And thus his Prologue he rudely doth end,
For at hand to approche, the Players intend.
Finis.
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