A poste vvith a madde packet of letters
         Post with a packet of mad letters. Part 1
         Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?
      
       
         
           1602
        
      
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             A poste vvith a madde packet of letters
             Post with a packet of mad letters. Part 1
             Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?
          
           [46] p.
           
             Printed [by Thomas Creede] for Iohn Smethicke, and are to be sold at his shop in S. Dunstons Church-yard in Fleetstreet,
             London :
             1602.
          
           
             "To the reader" signed: Nicho. Breton.
             Subsequent editions published as: A post with a packet of mad letters.
             The first part only.
             Printer's name from STC.
             Signatures: A-F⁴ (-A1).
             The last leaf is blank.
             Running title reads: A packet of letters.
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           A
           POSTE
           VVITH
           a
           madde
           Packet
           of
           Letters
           .
        
         
           LONDON
        
         
           Printed
           for
           
             Iohn
             Smethicke
          
           ,
           and
           are
           to
           be
           sold
           at
           his
           Shop
           in
           S.
           Dunstons
           Church-yard
           in
           Fleetstreet
           .
           1602.
           
        
      
       
         
         
         
           To
           the
           Reader
           .
        
         
           GEntle
           if
           you
           be
           ,
           be
           you
           so
           gentle
           Reader
           ,
           you
           shal
           vnderstand
           ,
           that
           I
           know
           not
           whē
           ,
           there
           came
           a
           Post
           I
           know
           not
           whence
           ,
           was
           going
           I
           know
           not
           whither
           ,
           and
           carryed
           I
           knowe
           not
           what
           :
           But
           in
           his
           way
           I
           knowe
           not
           how
           ,
           it
           was
           his
           happe
           with
           lacke
           of
           heed
           ,
           to
           let
           fall
           a
           Packet
           of
           Idle
           Papers
           ;
           the
           superscription
           whereof
           ,
           beeing
           onely
           to
           him
           that
           findes
           it
           ,
           beeing
           my
           fortune
           to
           light
           on
           it
           ,
           seeing
           no
           greater
           stile
           in
           the
           direction
           ,
           fell
           to
           opening
           of
           the
           enclosure
           ,
           in
           which
           I
           founde
           diuers
           Letters
           written
           ,
           to
           whom
           ,
           or
           from
           whom
           ,
           I
           could
           not
           learne
           .
           Now
           for
           the
           Contents
           of
           the
           Circumstances
           ,
           when
           you
           haue
           red
           them
           ,
           iudge
           of
           them
           :
           and
           as
           you
           like
           them
           ,
           regard
           them
           .
           And
           for
           my selfe
           ,
           if
           I
           heare
           you
           like
           well
           of
           them
           ,
           when
           I
           meet
           next
           with
           the
           Poste
           ,
           it
           may
           be
           I
           will
           cast
           about
           with
           him
           for
           more
           of
           them
           :
           till
           then
           ,
           fearing
           to
           be
           too
           tedious
           in
           this
           Letter
           ,
           lest
           you
           like
           the
           worse
           of
           that
           which
           followeth
           :
           I
           rest
           as
           I
           haue
           reason
           .
        
         
           
             Your
             louing
             friend
             ,
             
               Nicho.
               Breton
            
             .
          
        
      
       
         
         
           The
           Contents
           of
           this
           Booke
           .
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             comfortable
             aduise
             to
             a
             friend
             ,
             and
             his
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             aduise
             to
             a
             yong
             Cour●er
             ,
             and
             his
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             mournfull
             Letter
             to
             a
             brother
             ,
             and
             his
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             a
             Iealous
             husband
             to
             his
             wife
             ,
             and
             her
             cunning
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             kind
             Complements
             to
             a
             friend
             ,
             and
             his
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             loue
             to
             a
             Gentle
             woman
             and
             her
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             scorne
             to
             a
             coy
             Dame
             ,
             and
             her
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             to
             a
             fowle
             Dowde
             ,
             and
             her
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             for
             the
             preferring
             of
             a
             seruant
             ,
             and
             the
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             counsell
             to
             a
             friend
             ,
             and
             his
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             comfort
             to
             a
             sister
             in
             sorrow
             ,
             and
             her
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             counsell
             from
             a
             kind
             Father
             .
          
           
             A
             kind
             answere
             of
             a
             louing
             sonne
             .
          
           
             A
             Merchants
             Letter
             to
             his
             Factor
             ,
             and
             his
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             challenge
             ,
             and
             the
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             merry
             Letter
             ,
             or
             newe●
             of
             complaints
             .
          
           
             The
             answere
             of
             the
             Laughe
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             to
             a
             friend
             for
             newes
             ,
             and
             his
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             disswading
             from
             marriage
             ,
             and
             the
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             kind
             Letter
             of
             a
             Creditor
             for
             mony
             .
          
           
             The
             debters
             answere
             .
          
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             Newes
             ,
             and
             the
             answere
             .
          
        
      
    
     
       
         
         
           A
           Poste
           with
           a
           mad
           Packet
           Of
           Letters
           .
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             comfortable
             aduise
             to
             a
             Friend
             .
          
           
             HOnes●
             Alexander
             ,
             I
             heare
             thou
             art
             of
             late
             tallen
             into
             an
             extreame
             melancholy
             ,
             by
             reason
             of
             the
             suddaine
             departure
             of
             Pannella
             out
             of
             this
             life
             :
             for
             thy
             sake
             I
             am
             sorie
             shee
             hath
             left
             her
             passage
             on
             this
             earth
             ,
             though
             being
             too
             goo●●or
             this
             worlde
             ,
             she
             be
             surely
             gone
             to
             a
             better
             ;
             now
             ,
             if
             thy
             mourning
             could
             recouer
             her
             from
             death
             ,
             I
             could
             willingly
             beare
             part
             of
             thy
             passion
             ,
             but
             when
             it
             doth
             her
             no
             good
             ,
             and
             thy selfe
             much
             hurt
             ,
             let
             not
             a
             wil●ull
             humour
             leade
             thee
             into
             a
             wofull
             Consumption
             .
             Thou
             knowest
             she
             is
             senceless●
             in
             the
             graue
             ,
             and
             wilt
             thou
             therefore
             be
             witlesse
             in
             the
             world
             ?
             Say
             thy
             loue
             is
             extreame
             ,
             and
             l●t
             me
             beleeue
             it
             ,
             wilt
             thou
             therefore
             depriue
             nature
             of
             reason
             ?
             God
             forbid
             it
             :
             well
             ,
             thou
             knowest
             I
             lent
             thee
             ,
             and
             in
             my
             loue
             let
             me
             adu●se
             thee
             ,
             not
             to
             goe
             from
             thy selfe
             ,
             with
             an
             imagination
             of
             what
             was
             ,
             to
             looseth
             it
             which
             is
             :
             because
             she
             is
             in
             heauen
             ,
             wilt
             thou
             be
             in
             hell
             ?
             or
             if
             sh●
             be
             h●lfe
             an
             Angell
             ,
             wilt
             thou
             be
             more
             then
             h●lfe
             a
             diuel
             ?
             ●●
             spend
             thy
             spirit
             in
             a
             better
             humour
             :
             let
             not
             the
             rem●mbrance
             of
             her
             perfection
             driue
             thee
             into
             unperfections
             :
             nor
             make
             loue
             hatefull
             to
             oth●r
             ,
             by
             seeing
             the
             vnhappinesse
             in
             thy selfe
             .
             O●
             let
             not
             sancte
             shew
             folly
             in
             thee
             ,
             howsoeuer
             vertue
             deserued
             honour
             in
             her
             :
             Leaue
             thy
             solitary
             humor
             ,
             and
             come
             and
             liue
             with
             me
             ,
             we
             will
             d●●nse
             some
             good
             meane●
             for
             the
             remoue
             of
             this
             melancholy
             :
             In
             the
             meantime
             make
             not
             too
             much
             of
             it
             ,
             least
             it
             proue
             to
             a
             madnesse
             :
             Loue
             thy selfe
             ,
             and
             belee●●
             thy
             
             friend
             ,
             and
             what
             is
             in
             me
             to
             too
             thee
             good
             ,
             commaund
             as
             thin●
             owne
             :
             glad
             I
             would
             be
             to
             see
             thee
             ,
             as
             he
             who
             defy
             entierly
             lous
             thee
             :
             and
             so
             desirous
             to
             heare
             from
             thee
             ,
             to
             the
             Almightie
             I
             leau●
             thee
             .
             Farewell
             .
          
           
             
               Thine
               as
               his
               owns
               .
               D.
               F.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             His
             Answere
             .
          
           
             
               KInde
               Francke
            
             ,
             I
             haue
             receiued
             thy
             friendly
             Letter
             ,
             and
             note
             thy
             carefull
             loue
             :
             but
             pardon
             me
             ,
             if
             I
             do
             not
             answere
             thee
             to
             thy
             liking
             :
             Alas
             ,
             how
             can
             he
             truly
             iudge
             of
             life
             ,
             that
             neuer
             kindly
             was
             in
             loue
             ?
             or
             know
             how
             soundly
             to
             help
             a
             sorrow
             ,
             that
             neuer
             inwardly
             felt
             it
             ?
             reading
             makes
             a
             scholler
             by
             rule
             ,
             and
             obseruation
             I
             know
             doth
             much
             in
             the
             perfecting
             of
             Art
             ,
             but
             experience
             is
             that
             which
             toucheth
             knowledge
             to
             the
             quicke
             ;
             My
             mistresse
             beautie
             was
             no
             Moone
             shine
             ,
             whose
             vertue
             gaue
             light
             to
             the
             harts
             eye
             ,
             nor
             her
             wisdom
             ,
             an
             ordinary
             wit
             ,
             which
             put
             reason
             to
             his
             perfect
             vnderstanding
             :
             and
             for
             her
             Graces
             ,
             are
             they
             not
             written
             among
             the
             vertuous
             ?
             Thou
             sai●st
             well
             ,
             she
             was
             too
             heauēly
             a
             creature
             to
             make
             her
             habitatiō
             on
             this
             earth
             ,
             &
             is
             it
             not
             then
             a
             kind
             of
             hell
             ,
             to
             be
             without
             her
             in
             the
             world
             ?
             Imaginations
             are
             no
             dreames
             ,
             where
             substances
             are
             the
             obiects
             of
             the
             sences
             ,
             while
             the
             eye
             of
             memorie
             ,
             is
             neuer
             weary
             of
             seeing
             .
             Oh
             honest
             Francke
             ,
             thinke
             thou
             hast
             not
             liued
             ,
             that
             hast
             not
             loued
             ,
             nor
             canst
             liue
             in
             this
             world
             to
             haue
             such
             a
             loue
             to
             die
             in
             :
             It
             is
             a
             dull
             spirit
             that
             is
             fed
             with
             obliuion
             ,
             and
             a
             dead
             sence
             ,
             that
             hath
             no
             feeling
             of
             loue
             :
             thinke
             therefore
             what
             was
             ,
             is
             with
             me
             :
             and
             my selfe
             as
             nothing
             ,
             without
             the
             enioying
             of
             that
             something
             ,
             which
             was
             to
             me
             as
             all
             in
             all
             .
             Is
             not
             the
             presence
             of
             an
             Angell
             ,
             able
             to
             rauish
             the
             sight
             of
             a
             man
             ?
             And
             is
             not
             the
             light
             of
             Beautie
             the
             life
             of
             loue
             ?
             Leaue
             then
             to
             burthen
             me
             with
             imperfections
             in
             my
             sorrow
             for
             her
             want
             ,
             whose
             presence
             was
             my
             paradise
             ,
             and
             whose
             absence
             ,
             my
             world●
             hell
             :
             thou
             doest
             misconstrue
             my
             good
             ,
             in
             languishing
             for
             her
             lacke
             ,
             and
             knowest
             not
             my
             hurt
             ,
             in
             thinking
             of
             any
             other
             comfort
             :
             ●o
             Francke
             ,
             let
             it
             suffice
             ,
             though
             I
             loue
             thee
             ,
             I
             cannot
             
             forget
             her
             :
             and
             though
             I
             liue
             with
             thee
             ,
             yet
             will
             I
             die
             for
             her
             :
             haue
             patience
             then
             with
             my
             passion
             ,
             till
             time
             better
             temper
             my
             affection
             ,
             in
             which
             most
             diuoted
             to
             thee
             of
             any
             man
             liuing
             ,
             til
             I
             let
             thee
             ,
             which
             shall
             be
             as
             shortly
             as
             I
             well
             can
             ,
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Thine
               as
               thou
               knowest
               .
               D.
               E.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             aduise
             to
             a
             yong
             Courtier
             .
          
           
             My
             good
             Cousen
             ,
             I
             heare
             you
             are
             of
             late
             growne
             a
             great
             Courtier
             ,
             I
             wish
             you
             much
             grace
             ,
             and
             the
             continuing
             of
             your
             best
             comfort
             :
             but
             for
             that
             your
             yeares
             haue
             not
             had
             time
             to
             see
             much
             ,
             and
             your
             kindnesse
             may
             hap
             to
             be
             abused
             ,
             let
             me
             intreat
             you
             a
             little
             now
             and
             then
             to
             looke
             to
             that
             which
             I
             tell
             you
             :
             Keep
             your
             purse
             warily
             ,
             and
             your
             credit
             charily
             ,
             your
             reputation
             valiantly
             ,
             and
             your
             honor
             carefully
             :
             for
             your
             friends
             ,
             as
             you
             finde
             them
             ,
             vse
             them
             :
             for
             your
             enemies
             ,
             feare
             them
             not
             ,
             but
             looke
             to
             them
             :
             for
             your
             loue
             ,
             let
             it
             be
             secret
             in
             the
             bestowing
             ,
             and
             discreet
             in
             the
             placing
             :
             for
             ,
             if
             fansie
             be
             a
             wanton
             ,
             wit
             will
             be
             a
             foole
             :
             Scorne
             not
             Ladies
             ,
             for
             they
             are
             worthy
             to
             be
             loued
             :
             but
             make
             not
             loue
             to
             many
             ,
             left
             thou
             be
             beloued
             of
             none
             :
             if
             thou
             hast
             a
             fauour
             ,
             be
             not
             proud
             of
             thy
             fortune
             ,
             but
             thinke
             it
             discretion
             ,
             to
             conceale
             a
             contentment
             :
             goe
             neat
             ,
             but
             not
             gaie
             ,
             left
             it
             argue
             lightnesse
             ,
             and
             take
             heed
             of
             lauish
             expence
             ,
             left
             it
             begger
             thy
             state
             :
             play
             little
             ,
             and
             loose
             not
             much
             ,
             vse
             exercise
             ,
             but
             make
             no
             toyle
             of
             a
             pleasure
             :
             Reade
             much
             ,
             but
             dull
             not
             thy
             braine
             ,
             and
             conferre
             but
             with
             the
             wise
             ,
             so
             shalt
             thou
             get
             vnderstanding
             .
             Pride
             is
             a
             kinde
             of
             coynesse
             ,
             which
             is
             a
             little
             too
             womannish
             ,
             and
             common
             familiaritie
             ,
             is
             too
             neare
             the
             Clowne
             for
             a
             Courtier
             :
             but
             carry
             thy selfe
             euen
             ,
             that
             thou
             maist
             fall
             on
             neither
             side
             :
             so
             wil
             the
             wise
             commend
             thee
             ,
             and
             the
             better
             sort
             affect
             thee
             :
             but
             let
             me
             not
             be
             tedious
             ,
             left
             it
             may
             perhaps
             offend
             thee
             :
             and
             therfore
             as
             I
             liue
             ,
             let
             it
             suffice
             I
             loue
             thee
             ,
             And
             so
             wishing
             thee
             as
             much
             good
             ,
             as
             thou
             canst
             wish
             to
             be
             wished
             ,
             in
             praier
             for
             thy
             health
             ,
             and
             hope
             of
             thy
             happines
             ,
             to
             my
             vttermost
             power
             ,
             I
             rest
             ,
             in
             affectionate
             good
             will.
             
          
           
             
               Thine
               euer
               assured
               :
               H.
               L.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             His
             Answere
             .
          
           
             SWéete
             Cousen
             ,
             I
             thinke
             you
             haue
             either
             some
             Court
             in
             the
             Country
             ,
             or
             else
             you
             are
             much
             studied
             in
             the
             Courtier
             ,
             that
             you
             can
             set
             downe
             such
             rules
             ,
             as
             are
             no
             lesse
             worthy
             the
             reading
             ,
             then
             obseruing
             :
             beleeue
             me
             ,
             they
             shall
             be
             my
             best
             leizures
             studies
             ,
             and
             in
             my
             daily
             courses
             my
             counsellors
             ,
             my
             solicitors
             in
             loue
             ,
             and
             my
             Judges
             in
             honor
             ,
             my
             guiders
             in
             greatest
             hopes
             ,
             and
             my
             admonitions
             in
             greatest
             dangers
             :
             for
             your
             paines
             in
             them
             ,
             I
             thank
             you
             ,
             and
             for
             your
             kindnesse
             ,
             I
             loue
             you
             :
             your
             care
             of
             me
             ,
             I
             see
             by
             them
             ,
             and
             wil
             not
             vnkindly
             forget
             them
             .
             I
             must
             confesse
             ,
             I
             finde
             Courtiers
             close
             people
             ,
             and
             Ladies
             strange
             creatures
             ,
             and
             loue
             so
             idle
             an
             humor
             ,
             that
             I
             am
             afraide
             to
             loose
             time
             in
             it
             :
             but
             the
             better
             by
             your
             aduise
             I
             hope
             to
             carry
             a
             hand
             ouer
             it
             .
             For
             apparel
             ,
             I
             wil
             keepe
             my
             stint
             ,
             and
             care
             for
             no
             fond
             fashion
             :
             and
             for
             exercise
             ,
             nature
             is
             so
             giuen
             to
             ease
             ,
             that
             good
             qualities
             are
             almost
             cut
             of
             vse
             :
             and
             for
             vertue
             ,
             poore
             Lady
             ,
             she
             is
             scarce
             able
             to
             liue
             with
             her
             pension
             :
             but
             for
             study
             ,
             I
             haue
             litle
             time
             ,
             so
             much
             company
             withdraweth
             me●a●d
             for
             a
             booke
             ,
             next
             the
             Bible
             ,
             your
             Letter
             shall
             be
             my
             Library
             .
             And
             thus
             smiling
             at
             such
             G●lls
             ,
             as
             think
             no
             grace
             ,
             but
             in
             a
             gay
             coat
             ,
             nor
             wit
             ,
             but
             in
             a
             stale
             Iest
             ,
             noting
             many
             a
             begger
             like
             a
             king
             ,
             and
             many
             a
             Lord
             like
             a
             poore
             gentleman
             ,
             seeing
             the
             truth
             of
             Salomon
             ,
             in
             his
             conclusiō
             of
             all
             earthly
             comforts
             that
             all
             vnder
             y
             t
             Sun
             is
             vanitie
             :
             meaning
             not
             to
             be
             a
             seruant
             to
             a
             base
             humor
             ,
             nor
             to
             reach
             higher
             thē
             I
             may
             hold
             〈◊〉
             thankful
             kindnes
             for
             thy
             carefull
             Letter
             ,
             and
             faithfull
             affection
             to
             thy
             worthy
             selfe
             ,
             wishing
             thee
             so
             neare
             me
             ,
             that
             I
             might
             neuer
             be
             from
             thee
             ,
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Thine
               what
               mine
               owne
               .
               N.
               B.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             mournfull
             Letter
             to
             a
             brother
             .
          
           
             GOod
             brother
             ,
             the
             misery
             of
             my
             home
             life
             ,
             the
             crosnesse
             of
             my
             cruell
             fortune
             ,
             and
             the
             vnkindnes
             of
             my
             vnnatural
             kin
             ,
             haue
             made
             me
             so
             weary
             of
             this
             world
             ,
             that
             I
             long
             for
             nothing
             but
             my
             latest
             houre
             ,
             and
             yet
             loth
             to
             dispaire
             of
             Gods
             mercies
             ,
             willing
             ,
             to
             take
             any
             good
             course
             for
             my
             commoditie
             ,
             I
             haue
             of
             late
             bin
             perswaded
             
             by
             some
             of
             experience
             in
             their
             trauailes
             into
             those
             parts
             ,
             that
             my
             trauaile
             into
             the
             lowe
             Countries
             would
             be
             much
             to
             my
             commoditie
             ,
             as
             wel
             for
             my
             language
             as
             my
             skil
             in
             such
             traffique
             ,
             as
             I
             wold
             make
             vse
             of
             in
             those
             places
             :
             but
             my
             state
             being
             so
             down
             the
             wind
             ,
             that
             I
             know
             not
             how
             to
             get
             vp
             the
             weather
             ,
             hauing
             no
             stock
             to
             laie
             out
             ,
             to
             giue
             me
             hope
             to
             bring
             in
             ,
             I
             wil
             euen
             set
             vp
             my
             rest
             vpon
             my
             resolution
             o●sc●une
             ,
             and
             thrust
             my selfe
             into
             some
             place
             of
             seruice
             ,
             where
             I
             will
             either
             win
             the
             horse
             ,
             or
             loose
             the
             sad●ell
             as
             If
             J
             d●
             ,
             mercie
             is
             my
             comfort
             ,
             if
             I
             liue
             ,
             desert
             is
             my
             hope
             :
             but
             to
             the
             h●lping
             forth
             of
             this
             my
             forlorne
             spirit
             ,
             good
             brother
             put
             too
             your
             hand
             ,
             assuring
             your selfe
             ,
             that
             I
             wil
             not
             liue
             to
             be
             vngratefull
             :
             for
             as
             my
             heart
             loueth
             you
             ,
             my
             soule
             shall
             pray
             for
             you
             ,
             and
             when
             I
             haue
             time
             to
             see
             you
             ,
             I
             wil
             not
             be
             from
             you
             .
             And
             thus
             agreeued
             to
             charge
             you
             ,
             neuer
             more
             meaning
             to
             trouble
             you
             :
             beseeching
             God
             to
             enable
             me
             to
             requite
             you
             ,
             in
             the
             true
             loue
             of
             a
             naturall
             brother
             :
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Yours
               as
               mine
               owne
               .
               N.
               B.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             His
             Answere
             .
          
           
             DEare
             brother
             ,
             as
             I
             grieue
             at
             your
             crosses
             ,
             so
             would
             I
             that
             I
             could
             as
             wel
             procure
             your
             comforts
             .
             But
             my
             state
             much
             inferior
             to
             my
             wil
             ,
             makes
             me
             vnable
             to
             satisfie
             your
             expectatiō
             :
             &
             yet
             wil
             I
             hurt
             my self
             ,
             rather
             then
             you
             should
             perish
             :
             for
             you
             shal
             receiue
             by
             this
             bearer
             ,
             what
             I
             am
             able
             ,
             and
             more
             ,
             as
             I
             shal
             be
             better
             able
             .
             But
             touching
             your
             courses
             for
             the
             low
             Countries
             ,
             I
             fear
             your
             traffiqu●
             wil
             be
             but
             litle
             gainfull
             ,
             the
             warres
             so
             eate
             vp
             the
             wealth
             of
             the
             country
             :
             and
             for
             your
             intent
             touching
             armes
             ,
             I
             feare
             your
             forwardnes
             is
             too
             great
             for
             your
             experience
             .
             Yet
             do
             I
             so
             farre
             allow
             of
             your
             good
             mind
             herein
             ,
             as
             I
             should
             lesse
             grieue
             to
             heare
             of
             your
             honorable
             death
             abroad
             ,
             thē
             see
             your
             discōtented
             life
             at
             home
             :
             and
             therefore
             for
             winning
             the
             horse
             ,
             or
             loosing
             the
             saddle
             ,
             leaue
             that
             to
             Gods
             blessing
             ,
             who
             wil
             bestow
             honor
             as
             it
             shall
             please
             his
             diuine
             prouidence
             :
             but
             good
             brother
             ,
             haue
             patience
             with
             thy
             crosses
             ,
             attend
             mercie
             for
             thy
             comforts
             ,
             &
             haue
             a
             care
             of
             home
             ,
             howsoeuer
             thou
             farest
             abroad
             :
             I
             know
             thy
             mind
             is
             great
             ,
             but
             take
             heed
             of
             pride
             lest
             it
             be
             a
             bar
             to
             all
             thy
             fortune
             ,
             and
             ouerthrow
             of
             all
             thine
             honor
             :
             I
             see
             thou
             art
             weary
             of
             y
             e
             world
             ,
             make
             thē
             thy
             way
             toward
             heauē
             ,
             
             that
             God
             ,
             who
             hath
             tried
             thée
             with
             calamities
             ,
             may
             blesse
             thée
             with
             eternall
             comforts
             .
             In
             hope
             whereof
             ,
             willing
             in
             all
             I
             can
             to
             helpe
             thée
             ,
             praying
             hartily
             for
             thee
             ,
             with
             my
             vnfained
             hearts
             loue
             vnto
             thee
             ,
             to
             the
             Lord
             of
             heauen
             I
             leaue
             thee
             .
          
           
             
               Thy
               louing
               brother
               ,
               D.
               S.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             a
             Iealous
             husband
             to
             his
             wife
             .
          
           
             WIfe
             ,
             in
             as
             much
             kindnesse
             as
             I
             can
             ,
             I
             aduise
             you
             to
             leane
             such
             courses
             ,
             as
             are
             neither
             to
             your
             credit
             ,
             nor
             my
             contentment
             :
             you
             know
             ,
             much
             company
             ,
             causes
             many
             occasions
             of
             Idle
             spéeches
             ,
             and
             yong
             men
             are
             not
             in
             these
             daies
             ,
             giuen
             to
             speak
             the
             best
             of
             their
             kind
             friends
             :
             trifles
             and
             toies
             ,
             were
             better
             refused
             ,
             thē
             accepted
             ,
             and
             time
             i●lely
             spent
             ,
             brings
             but
             beggery
             ,
             or
             a
             worse
             blot
             :
             of
             all
             the
             birds
             in
             the
             field
             ,
             I
             loue
             not
             a
             Cu●koe
             in
             my
             house
             :
             truly
             I
             do
             not
             dissemble
             with
             you
             ,
             your
             light
             behauiour
             doth
             much
             dislike
             me
             ,
             and
             how
             glad
             I
             would
             be
             to
             haue
             it
             reformed
             ,
             you
             shall
             know
             when
             I
             s●e
             it
             :
             shall
             I
             make
             you
             fine
             ,
             to
             please
             an
             other
             ,
             and
             displease
             my selfe
             ?
             shall
             I
             leaue
             you
             my
             house
             ,
             to
             make
             an
             hospitalitie
             of
             ill
             fellowship
             ?
             ●it
             me
             not
             so
             with
             the
             foole
             ,
             how
             euer
             you
             feed
             your selfe
             with
             a
             foule
             humor
             :
             shake
             off
             such
             acquaintance
             ,
             as
             gaine
             you
             nothing
             but
             discredit
             ,
             and
             make
             much
             of
             him
             that
             must
             as
             well
             winter
             you
             as
             sommer
             you
             :
             Looke
             to
             your
             house
             ,
             haue
             a
             care
             ouer
             your
             children
             ,
             set
             your
             seruants
             to
             worke
             ,
             and
             haue
             an
             eye
             to
             the
             maine
             chance
             ,
             leaue
             tatling
             gossips
             ,
             Idle
             hus
             wiu●s
             ,
             vaine
             headed
             fellowes
             and
             néedlesse
             charge
             ,
             so
             wil
             God
             blesse
             you
             ,
             and
             the
             world
             wil
             thriue
             with
             you
             ,
             your
             neighbours
             speake
             well
             of
             you
             ,
             and
             I
             shall
             truly
             loue
             you
             .
             And
             thus
             ,
             hoping
             that
             you
             wil
             by
             this
             my
             secret
             admenition
             ,
             haue
             a
             care
             of
             your
             good
             carriage
             ,
             I
             rest
             in
             hope
             of
             your
             well
             doing
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               louing
               husband
               ▪
               T.
               F.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             Her
             cunning
             Answere
             .
          
           
             HUsband
             ,
             with
             as
             much
             patience
             as
             I
             can
             ,
             I
             haue
             red
             ouer
             your
             vnwise
             Letter
             ,
             wherein
             Iealousie
             kéepes
             such
             a
             stirre
             ,
             that
             loue
             doth
             but
             laugh
             at
             such
             Iolenesse
             :
             much
             company
             driues
             away
             idle
             thoughts
             ,
             and
             for
             fooles
             it
             is
             good
             to
             be
             afraide
             of
             had
             I
             wist
             :
             Ill
             thoughts
             beget
             ill
             speeches
             ,
             and
             an
             olde
             dog
             bites
             sorer
             then
             a
             yong
             whelpe
             :
             for
             beggery
             ,
             let
             it
             fall
             vpon
             the
             slothfull
             ,
             I
             know
             how
             to
             worke
             for
             my
             ●uing
             :
             and
             for
             blots
             ,
             speak
             to
             scribblers
             ,
             for
             I
             haue
             no
             skil
             in
             writing
             .
             Now
             for
             the
             Bird
             ,
             to
             answer
             you
             with
             the
             Beast
             :
             I
             thinke
             a
             Calfe
             in
             a
             Closet
             ,
             is
             as
             ill
             as
             a
             Cuckoe
             in
             a
             Cage
             :
             If
             I
             were
             sullaine
             ,
             you
             would
             sure
             suspect
             my
             humor
             ,
             and
             doo
             you
             mislike
             my
             merrie
             behauiour
             ?
             wel
             ,
             your
             conceit
             may
             be
             deformed
             ,
             in
             being
             so
             wrongfully
             informed
             ,
             to
             haue
             me
             so
             suddeinly
             reformed
             .
             My
             finenesse
             ,
             is
             your
             countenance
             ,
             and
             my
             conuersation
             ,
             your
             credit
             :
             and
             therefore
             do
             you
             shake
             off
             your
             lowzie
             humors
             ,
             I
             wil
             make
             choyse
             of
             better
             company
             :
             your
             house
             wil
             stand
             fast
             ,
             if
             it
             fall
             not
             ,
             and
             your
             children
             be
             quieter
             then
             their
             Father
             ,
             your
             seruants
             earne
             their
             wages
             ,
             and
             the
             maine
             chaunce
             ,
             is
             nicked
             w●ll
             inough
             :
             Wemen
             must
             talke
             when
             they
             méete
             ,
             and
             men
             not
             be
             scorned
             ,
             though
             not
             entertained
             :
             and
             hée
             that
             kéepeth
             a
             house
             ,
             must
             seeke
             to
             defraie
             the
             charge
             .
             And
             so
             hoping
             that
             you
             wil
             leaue
             your
             Iealouzie
             ,
             and
             thinke
             of
             some
             ma●ter
             of
             more
             worth
             ,
             as
             carefull
             of
             my
             carriage
             ,
             as
             you
             of
             your
             credit
             ,
             meaning
             to
             ●o
             as
             well
             as
             I
             can
             without
             your
             teaching
             ,
             and
             as
             well
             ,
             as
             if
             you
             were
             at
             home
             .
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               too
               much
               louing
               wife
               .
               I
               ,
               F.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             kind
             Complements
             to
             a
             Friend
             .
          
           
             WHere
             I
             loue
             much
             ,
             I
             speak
             little
             ,
             for
             affection
             hath
             smal
             pleasure
             in
             ceremonies
             ,
             your
             kindnesse
             I
             haue
             found
             ,
             my
             desert
             I
             dare
             not
             speake
             of
             ,
             least
             it
             more
             offend
             my selfe
             to
             thinke
             on
             ,
             then
             you
             to
             looke
             on
             ,
             but
             since
             you
             haue
             made
             me
             happie
             in
             your
             acquaintance
             ,
             let
             me
             not
             too
             long
             lacke
             your
             
             company
             ,
             for
             though
             I
             liue
             among
             many
             good
             neighb●urs
             ▪
             yet
             do
             I
             much
             want
             the
             comfort
             of
             so
             good
             a
             ●riend
             ,
             by
             wh●m
             I
             should
             not
             only
             gaine
             the
             vse
             of
             Time
             ,
             but
             fin●●
             the
             pr●fi●
             of
             my
             desire
             :
             which
             ioyning
             issue
             with
             your
             humors
             ,
             cannot
             ●ut
             so
             concurre
             with
             your
             contentment
             ,
             that
             if
             there
             be
             a
             paradise
             on
             the
             earth
             ,
             I
             hope
             to
             finde
             it
             in
             the
             faire
             passages
             of
             our
             loues
             ,
             which
             grounded
             on
             vertue
             ,
             and
             growing
             in
             kindnesse
             ,
             cannot
             chuse
             but
             be
             blessedly
             fruitfull
             .
             In
             briefe
             ,
             til
             I
             see
             you
             ,
             I
             will
             mourne
             ,
             and
             if
             not
             the
             sooner
             ,
             I
             shall
             languish
             :
             for
             ,
             my
             wishing
             and
             want
             cannot
             be
             satisfied
             with
             absence
             :
             hasten
             therefore
             your
             comming
             ,
             and
             make
             your
             own
             welcome
             :
             for
             what
             I
             haue
             or
             〈◊〉
             ,
             enter
             in
             the
             ●owle
             of
             your
             possession
             ,
             where
             in
             the
             freehold
             of
             my
             loue
             ,
             I
             assure
             the
             substance
             of
             my
             life
             .
             And
             so
             leauing
             compliments
             ,
             to
             t●ngue
             spirits
             ,
             in
             the
             truth
             of
             an
             h●nest
             heart
             :
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Yours
               as
               you
               do
               and
               shall
               euer
               know
               me
               .
               N.
               B.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             His
             Answere
             .
          
           
             S●●
             ,
             I
             haue
             receiued
             your
             kind
             Letter
             ,
             and
             I
             finde
             you
             ver●e
             fine
             at
             your
             corner
             ,
             you
             wil
             speake
             ,
             and
             say
             nothing
             :
             be
             eloquent
             in
             plainnesse
             ,
             but
             you
             must
             not
             speake
             in
             the
             cloudes
             ,
             to
             them
             that
             are
             acquainted
             with
             the
             Moone
             :
             and
             say
             what
             you
             wil
             ,
             I
             must
             beléeue
             of
             my selfe
             what
             I
             list
             :
             for
             indeed
             ,
             I
             know
             mine
             owne
             vnworthinesse
             ,
             of
             your
             commendation
             ,
             in
             which
             ,
             I
             will
             rather
             beare
             with
             your
             affection
             ,
             then
             be
             conceited
             with
             your
             opinion
             .
             Yet
             ,
             not
             to
             be
             either
             disdainful
             ,
             or
             vngratefull
             ,
             be
             not
             so
             farre
             deceiued
             in
             my
             disposition
             ,
             that
             wherein
             my
             presence
             may
             pleasure
             you
             ,
             I
             wil
             answere
             you
             with
             ●ine
             absence
             ,
             nor
             long
             delaie
             your
             expectation
             :
             for
             excuse
             ,
             is
             but
             cold
             kindnesse
             ,
             and
             too
             much
             haste
             is
             not
             fit
             :
             therefore
             assoone
             as
             I
             conueniently
             can
             ,
             I
             assure
             you
             ,
             you
             shall
             séeme
             ,
             and
             in
             full
             measure
             with
             your
             affection
             finde
             me
             ,
             to
             the
             vtterm●st
             of
             my
             power
             ,
             rather
             in
             action
             then
             prot●station
             ,
             during
             life
             :
             in
             faire
             weather
             or
             fowle
             .
          
           
             
               
                 Yours
                 〈◊〉
                 mine
                 owne
                 .
                 W.
                 R.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             Loue
             to
             a
             Gentlewoman
             .
          
           
             FAire
             Mistr●ss●
             ,
             to
             Court
             you
             with
             eloquence
             ,
             were
             as
             ill
             as
             to
             gréeue
             you
             with
             gross●
             humors
             :
             let
             it
             therefore
             please
             you
             ,
             rather
             to
             beleeue
             what
             I
             write
             ,
             th●n
             to
             note
             how
             I
             speak
             ,
             for
             my
             hart
             being
             fired
             in
             your
             eies
             ,
             hath
             vowed
             my
             seruice
             to
             your
             bewtie
             :
             in
             which
             ,
             finding
             reasons
             admiration
             ,
             can
             think
             but
             of
             nature
             in
             her
             perfection
             :
             in
             which
             ,
             being
             rauished
             about
             it selfe
             ,
             cra●eth
             of
             your
             fauour
             to
             be
             instructed
             by
             your
             kindnes
             :
             I
             meane
             no
             further
             then
             in
             obedience
             to
             your
             commaundement
             :
             for
             if
             I
             be
             any
             thing
             my selfe
             ,
             it
             shall
             be
             nothing
             more
             then
             yours
             :
             and
             lesse
             then
             nothing
             ,
             if
             not
             yours
             in
             all
             .
             I
             could
             commend
             you
             aboue
             y
             t
             skies
             ,
             compare
             you
             with
             the
             Sun●e
             ,
             or
             set
             you
             among
             the
             Starres
             ,
             figure
             you
             with
             the
             Phoenix
             ,
             and
             imagine
             you
             a
             Goddesse
             :
             but
             I
             will
             leaue
             such
             weake
             praising
             fictions
             ,
             and
             thinke
             you
             onely
             your selfe
             :
             whose
             vertuous
             beautie
             ,
             and
             whose
             honorable
             discretion
             ,
             in
             the
             care
             of
             a
             little
             kindnes
             ,
             is
             able
             to
             command
             the
             loue
             of
             y
             ●
             wife
             ,
             and
             the
             labours
             of
             the
             honest
             ,
             with
             the
             best
             of
             their
             endeuours
             in
             the
             happinesse
             of
             your
             imployment
             ,
             to
             seeke
             the
             height
             of
             their
             fortune
             :
             thinke
             not
             therefore
             I
             flatter
             you
             in
             hope
             of
             f●uour
             ,
             but
             honour
             you
             in
             y
             ●
             desert
             of
             worthinesse
             :
             in
             which
             if
             you
             wil
             vouchsafe
             to
             entertaine
             the
             seruice
             of
             my
             affection
             ,
             what
             you
             shall
             find
             in
             my
             loue
             ,
             I
             wil
             leaue
             to
             your
             kindnes
             to
             cōsider
             .
             In
             the
             care
             of
             which
             comfort
             ,
             crauing
             pardon
             to
             my
             presumption
             ,
             I
             rest
             humbly
             and
             wholy
             ,
          
           
             
               Yours
               directed
               to
               be
               commaunded
               .
               E.
               W.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             Her
             Answere
             .
          
           
             SIr
             ,
             I
             haue
             heard
             schollers
             say
             ,
             that
             it
             is
             Art
             to
             cōceale
             Art
             ,
             and
             that
             vnder
             a
             face
             of
             simplicitie
             ,
             is
             hidden
             much
             subtiltie
             :
             of
             which
             ,
             howe
             sillie
             Women
             neede
             to
             be
             afraide
             ,
             I
             will
             leaue
             to
             wise
             men
             to
             consider
             .
             And
             though
             I
             cannot
             in
             fine
             nor
             fitte
             tearmes
             ,
             aunswere
             the
             humour
             of
             your
             writing
             ,
             yet
             after
             a
             plaine
             and
             homely
             fashion
             ,
             I
             will
             entreate
             you
             to
             
             accept
             of
             my
             writing
             :
             Perfection
             and
             corruption
             ,
             cannot
             méet●
             together
             in
             one
             subiect
             ,
             and
             therefore
             my
             imagined
             ●●a●tie
             ,
             bring
             but
             a
             shadow
             of
             deceit
             ,
             beleeue
             not
             your
             eyes
             ,
             til
             they
             haue
             a
             better
             speculation
             :
             and
             for
             the
             inward
             parts
             of
             commendations
             ,
             I
             am
             perswaded
             ,
             that
             wit
             is
             not
             worth
             any
             thing
             ,
             that
             is
             drawne
             into
             admiration
             of
             nothing
             :
             only
             this
             ,
             not
             vnkindly
             to
             requit
             your
             good
             thoughts
             of
             little
             worth
             ,
             leauing
             fi●i●ns
             ●o
             idle
             fansies
             ,
             let
             me
             intreat
             you
             not
             to
             mistake
             your
             figures
             ,
             and
             to
             honour
             a
             better
             substance
             then
             my
             vnworthie
             selfe
             .
             And
             yet
             ,
             so
             farre
             to
             assure
             your
             desert
             of
             my
             contentment
             ,
             that
             wherein
             I
             may
             conueniently
             counter●aile
             the
             care
             of
             your
             kindnesse
             ,
             excuse
             my
             indiscretion
             ,
             if
             I
             faile
             of
             my
             desire
             ,
             in
             which
             ,
             wishing
             you
             more
             happinesse
             ,
             then
             to
             be
             commaunded
             by
             my
             vnworthinesse
             ,
             I
             rest
             as
             I
             may
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               louing
               poore
               friend
               .
               M.
               W.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             scorne
             to
             a
             coy
             Dame.
             
          
           
             MIstresse
             Fubbes
             ,
             if
             you
             were
             but
             a
             little
             faire
             ,
             I
             see
             you
             would
             be
             mightily
             proude
             ,
             and
             had
             you
             but
             the
             wit
             of
             a
             Goose
             ,
             you
             would
             surely
             out
             hisse
             the
             Gander
             :
             but
             ,
             being
             with
             as
             bad
             qualities
             as
             can
             be
             wished
             ,
             as
             rich
             as
             a
             new
             shorne
             sheepe
             ,
             I
             hope
             ,
             fortune
             is
             not
             so
             mad
             ,
             as
             to
             blesse
             you
             further
             then
             the
             begger
             :
             It
             is
             not
             your
             holy-day
             face
             put
             on
             ,
             after
             the
             ilfauoured
             fashion
             ,
             can
             make
             your
             halfe
             Nose
             ,
             but
             ougly
             in
             a
             true
             sight
             :
             and
             but
             that
             you
             are
             exceedingly
             beholding
             to
             the
             Taylor
             ,
             you
             might
             be
             set
             vp
             for
             the
             Signe
             of
             the
             Sea
             Crabbe
             .
             Now
             ,
             for
             your
             parentage
             ,
             to
             helpe
             out
             the
             hope
             of
             all
             the
             rest
             ,
             when
             the
             Tinkers
             sonne
             ,
             and
             the
             Coblers
             daughter
             ,
             met
             vnder
             a
             hedge
             at
             the
             milking
             of
             a
             Bull
             ,
             within
             forties
             wéeks
             after
             ,
             what
             fel
             out
             you
             know
             .
             Now
             ,
             not
             too
             plainly
             to
             laie
             open
             the
             ●owle
             members
             of
             a
             filthie
             carkass●
             ,
             but
             ,
             as
             patiently
             as
             I
             can
             to
             kéepe
             Decorum
             ,
             in
             your
             description
             ,
             l●t
             me
             tell
             you
             ,
             that
             all
             this
             ,
             and
             much
             more
             ,
             being
             true
             in
             your
             disgraces
             ,
             I
             cannot
             chuse
             but
             ma●●aile
             ,
             that
             you
             mourne
             not
             to
             death
             in
             imagination
             :
             to
             thinke
             ,
             that
             a
             monster
             in
             na●ure
             ,
             can
             haue
             any
             grace
             in
             reason
             ,
             but
             ,
             let
             it
             be
             as
             it
             is
             :
             I
             haue
             
             ●ut
             lost
             a
             little
             breath
             in
             talking
             to
             a
             deaffe
             eare
             ,
             for
             I
             meane
             ●o
             take
             no
             more
             trauell
             to
             the
             subiect
             of
             so
             ill
             an
             obiect
             :
             and
             therefore
             meaning
             to
             make
             my
             farewell
             and
             beginning
             with
             you
             ,
             both
             at
             one
             instant
             ,
             leauing
             you
             to
             loathe
             your self
             ,
             as
             one
             ,
             whom
             no
             creature
             can
             well
             be
             in
             loue
             withall
             :
             sorie
             that
             I
             euer
             sawe
             you
             ,
             and
             neuer
             more
             entending
             to
             trouble
             you
             .
             In
             recompence
             of
             your
             course
             entertainment
             ,
             I
             rest
             in
             all
             vnkindnesse
             :
             this
             present
             and
             alwaies
             .
          
           
             
               Yours
               as
               much
               as
               may
               be
               .
               T.
               E.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             Her
             Answere
             .
          
           
             MAister
             Swash
             ,
             it
             is
             not
             your
             hustie
             rustie
             ,
             can
             make
             me
             afraid
             of
             your
             bigge
             lookes
             :
             for
             I
             sawe
             the
             pla●e
             of
             Auncient
             Pistoll
             ,
             where
             a
             craking
             coward
             was
             well
             cudgeled
             for
             his
             knauery
             :
             your
             railing
             is
             so
             neare
             the
             Rascall
             ,
             that
             I
             am
             almost
             ashamed
             to
             bestow
             so
             good
             a
             name
             as
             the
             Rogue
             vppon
             you
             ▪
             but
             for
             modesties
             sake
             ,
             I
             will
             a
             little
             forbeare
             you
             ,
             and
             only
             tell
             you
             ,
             that
             a
             hanging
             look●
             ,
             and
             a
             hollow
             hart
             ,
             a
             cunning
             wit
             ,
             and
             a
             corrupted
             conscience
             ,
             make
             you
             so
             ●●t
             a
             mate
             for
             the
             diuel
             ,
             that
             there
             is
             no
             Christian
             wil
             desire
             your
             company
             :
             now
             for
             your
             state
             ,
             it
             is
             much
             vpon
             fortune
             ,
             which
             brings
             many
             of
             your
             fellows
             to
             a
             deadly
             fall
             ,
             when
             the
             paine
             of
             their
             heads
             is
             only
             healed
             with
             a
             halter
             :
             and
             for
             your
             linage
             ,
             when
             the
             Bearewards
             Ape
             ,
             and
             the
             hangmans
             Monky
             met
             together
             on
             a
             hay
             mowe
             ,
             what
             a
             whelp
             cam●
             of
             such
             of
             such
             a
             litter
             ,
             let
             the
             world
             iudge
             ,
             I
             say
             nothing
             :
             now
             for
             your
             stumpe
             feete
             ,
             and
             your
             lame
             hand
             ,
             suting
             kindly
             with
             your
             wry
             necke
             ,
             who
             would
             not
             make
             of
             their
             eyes
             ,
             that
             could
             endure
             the
             sight
             of
             such
             a
             picture
             ?
             now
             ,
             your
             wealth
             being
             but
             in
             a
             fewe
             words
             ,
             which
             you
             haue
             almost
             all
             spent
             in
             idle
             humors
             ,
             hoping
             that
             the
             Tortus
             wil
             not
             quarel
             with
             the
             Crabbe
             ,
             and
             that
             when
             you
             haue
             slept
             vpon
             your
             Al●
             ,
             you
             will
             get
             a
             medicine
             for
             your
             madnesse
             ,
             till
             the
             Woodcocke
             do
             tell
             you
             how
             the
             Dawcocke
             hath
             caught
             you
             ,
             leaning
             further
             to
             thinke
             on
             you
             ,
             more
             then
             vtterly
             to
             ●oathe
             you
             ,
             glad
             that
             your
             entertainment
             was
             so
             much
             to
             your
             discontentment
             :
             In
             full
             measure
             with
             your
             malice
             ,
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Yours
               as
               you
               see
               .
               A.
               W.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             A
             Letter
             to
             a
             fowle
             Dowd●e
             .
          
           
             MIstresse
             ,
             I
             heare
             that
             you
             thinke
             your selfe
             faire
             ,
             but
             you
             are
             much
             deceiued
             ,
             for
             the
             Curriers
             Dyle
             ,
             is
             but
             a
             cours●
             kinde
             of
             painting
             :
             and
             for
             wit
             ,
             howe
             farre
             you
             are
             from
             vnderstanding
             ,
             the
             wise
             can
             tell
             you
             :
             now
             ,
             for
             qualities
             ,
             where
             you
             learned
             them
             I
             know
             not
             ,
             but
             if
             you
             could
             leaue
             them
             ,
             ●wer●
             well
             :
             I
             wonder
             not
             a
             little
             ,
             what
             madnesse
             hath
             possessed
             your
             braines
             ,
             that
             you
             can
             make
             so
             much
             of
             your selfe
             :
             are
             your
             eyes
             your
             owne
             :
             or
             are
             they
             so
             sealed
             they
             cannot
             sée
             ?
             get
             you
             to
             your
             praiers
             ,
             and
             leaue
             making
             of
             loue
             ,
             for
             age
             and
             an
             euil
             fau●ur
             ,
             ha●
             néed
             to
             be
             helped
             with
             a
             good
             purs●
             :
             I
             heare
             you
             study
             Musique
             ,
             indeed
             ,
             when
             an
             Owle
             sings
             ,
             the
             Nightingale
             will
             hold
             her
             peace
             :
             but
             for
             shame
             learne
             not
             to
             dance
             ,
             for
             a
             barrell
             can
             but
             tumble
             :
             but
             if
             you
             would
             vse
             a
             medicine
             for
             your
             téethe
             ,
             you
             might
             be
             the
             better
             to
             speake
             with
             in
             a
             morning
             :
             what
             ailes
             you
             to
             buy
             a
             ●anne
             ,
             except
             it
             be
             to
             hide
             your
             face
             ?
             and
             til
             your
             hande●
             be
             whole
             ,
             you
             s●ould
             weare
             but
             dogs
             leather
             for
             your
             gloues
             :
             In
             truth
             you
             abuse
             your selfe
             ,
             that
             you
             keep
             not
             your
             chamber
             ,
             for
             none
             sees
             you
             but
             laughes
             at
             you
             ,
             or
             at
             least
             loatheth
             to
             looke
             vpon
             you
             :
             be
             therefore
             content
             to
             do
             as
             I
             wish
             you
             ,
             speake
             with
             none
             but
             by
             Atturney
             ,
             leaue
             the
             Painter
             to
             better
             Pictures
             ,
             and
             rather
             grieue
             at
             nature
             for
             framing
             of
             you
             ,
             then
             thinke
             of
             any
             thing
             that
             may
             helpe
             you
             :
             your
             goods
             bestow
             on
             me
             for
             my
             counsell
             ,
             and
             make
             sute
             to
             Death
             for
             your
             comfort
             .
             And
             thus
             hoping
             that
             being
             weary
             of
             your selfe
             ,
             you
             will
             hasten
             to
             your
             graue
             ,
             I
             end
             .
          
           
             
               Yours
               as
               you
               see
               .
               H.
               I.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             Her
             Answere
             .
          
           
             SIr
             you
             may
             thinke
             your selfe
             wise
             ,
             but
             you
             do
             not
             shewe
             it
             ,
             for
             railing
             words
             ,
             are
             the
             worst
             testimonies
             of
             a
             good
             wit
             :
             for
             good
             qualities
             I
             thinke
             you
             know
             them
             not
             ,
             nor
             can
             goe
             from
             the
             euil
             :
             but
             for
             madnesse
             ,
             I
             thinke
             it
             sorteth
             best
             with
             your
             humor
             .
             For
             the
             helpe
             whereof
             ,
             it
             were
             good
             that
             you
             were
             let
             blood
             in
             the
             braine
             :
             but
             for
             ill
             sight
             ,
             who
             is
             so
             blind
             as
             bold
             ba●●rd
             ,
             that
             wil
             not
             
             sée
             his
             owne
             folly
             ?
             my
             prayers
             I
             will
             not
             forget
             to
             God
             ,
             to
             blesse
             me
             from
             such
             foule
             spirits
             on
             the
             earth
             ,
             and
             for
             loue
             ,
             more
             then
             Charitie
             ,
             I
             hold
             you
             the
             furthest
             off
             in
             my
             thought
             :
             now
             knowing
             your
             pouertie
             ,
             I
             wonder
             you
             will
             speake
             of
             a
             purse
             ,
             and
             for
             an
             ilfauoured
             face
             ,
             goe
             to
             Parish
             garden
             to
             your
             good
             brother
             ,
             indeed
             your
             Croidon
             sanguine
             ,
             is
             a
             most
             pure
             complexion
             :
             but
             for
             your
             Tabacco
             it
             is
             a
             good
             purge
             for
             your
             rewine
             :
             for
             my
             Fanne
             it
             keepes
             me
             sometime
             from
             the
             fight
             of
             such
             a
             vizard
             ,
             as
             your
             good
             face
             :
             and
             for
             my
             hands
             I
             keepe
             my
             nailes
             on
             my
             fingers
             ,
             though
             you
             cannot
             keepe
             your
             hayre
             on
             your
             head
             :
             now
             for
             laughing
             at
             fooles
             ,
             you
             are
             pr●uided
             for
             a
             Corcombe
             ,
             and
             for
             loathing
             an
             ill
             countenance
             ,
             let
             the
             hangman
             draw
             your
             picture
             :
             be
             therefore
             contented
             to
             be
             thus
             answered
             ,
             speake
             wisely
             ,
             or
             hold
             your
             peace
             ,
             and
             be
             not
             busie
             with
             your
             betters
             ,
             least
             you
             know
             the
             nature
             of
             had
             I
             wist
             :
             so
             ,
             hoping
             that
             you
             wil
             be
             so
             wearie
             of
             the
             world
             ,
             that
             you
             will
             hang
             your selfe
             for
             a
             medicine
             ,
             to
             heale
             your
             wits
             of
             a
             melancholy
             ,
             I
             will
             bequeath
             you
             a
             halter
             vpon
             free
             cost
             ,
             at
             your
             pleasure
             :
             and
             so
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               friend
               for
               such
               a
               matter
               .
               E.
               P.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             for
             the
             preferring
             of
             a
             seruant
             .
          
           
             SIr
             ,
             knowing
             your
             necessary
             vse
             of
             a
             good
             seruant
             ,
             and
             remembring
             your
             late
             speech
             w
             t
             me
             touching
             such
             a
             matter
             ,
             I
             thought
             good
             to
             commend
             vnto
             you
             in
             that
             behalf
             the
             bearer
             hereof
             
               W.
               T.
            
             a
             man
             whose
             honest
             secrecie
             ,
             and
             carefull
             diligence
             ,
             vpon
             a
             reasonable
             trial
             ,
             wil
             soone
             make
             proofe
             of
             his
             ●ufficiencie
             :
             his
             parentage
             is
             not
             base
             ,
             nor
             his
             disposition
             vile
             ,
             but
             in
             all
             parts
             requisite
             in
             one
             of
             his
             place
             ,
             such
             a
             one
             ,
             as
             I
             am
             perswaded
             will
             fit
             your
             turne
             :
             if
             therefore
             at
             my
             request
             ,
             you
             will
             entertaine
             him
             .
             I
             doubt
             not
             ,
             but
             you
             wil
             thank
             me
             for
             him
             :
             for
             I
             was
             glad
             to
             get
             him
             for
             you
             ,
             and
             hope
             to
             heare
             he
             will
             much
             content
             you
             :
             and
             thus
             loth
             to
             trouble
             you
             with
             longer
             circumstances
             ,
             leauing
             his
             seruice
             to
             your
             good
             regard
             ,
             and
             my
             loue
             ,
             to
             your
             like
             commandement
             in
             affectionate
             good
             will
             ,
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Yours
               euer
               assured
               .
               N.
               B.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             The
             Answere
             .
          
           
             SIr
             ,
             I
             haue
             receiued
             both
             your
             Letter
             ,
             and
             the
             bearer
             ,
             both
             which
             I
             wil
             make
             much
             of
             for
             your
             sake
             :
             for
             in
             the
             one
             I
             will
             often
             see
             you
             ,
             and
             in
             the
             other
             remember
             you
             :
             your
             commendatiō
             of
             him
             ,
             argueth
             your
             knowledge
             ,
             a
             sufficient
             warrant
             for
             his
             worth
             ,
             which
             I
             wil
             as
             kindly
             ,
             as
             thankfully
             think
             on
             :
             his
             countenance
             I
             like
             wel
             ,
             and
             his
             speech
             better
             ,
             and
             for
             the
             performance
             of
             my
             expectation
             ,
             am
             the
             better
             perswaded
             of
             his
             discretion
             :
             when
             I
             see
             you
             ,
             you
             shall
             know
             how
             I
             like
             him
             ,
             in
             the
             meane
             time
             ,
             hee
             shall
             find
             that
             I
             wil
             loue
             him
             :
             for
             all
             things
             necessary
             for
             his
             present
             vse
             ,
             I
             find
             him
             sufficiently
             furnished
             :
             but
             if
             I
             find
             his
             want
             ,
             it
             shall
             be
             soone
             supplied
             .
             So
             thanking
             you
             for
             sending
             him
             ,
             and
             wishing
             you
             had
             come
             with
             him
             ,
             remaining
             your
             kind
             debter
             ●il
             a
             good
             occasion
             of
             requital
             ,
             with
             my
             hartie
             commendations
             ,
             I
             commit
             you
             to
             the
             Almightie
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               verie
               louing
               friend
               .
               R.
               T.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             counsell
             to
             a
             friend
             .
          
           
             MY
             best
             approued
             ,
             and
             worthiest
             beloued
             Philo
             ,
             I
             heare
             by
             some
             of
             late
             come
             from
             Venice
             ,
             that
             seeme
             to
             be
             somewhat
             inward
             in
             thy
             acquaintance
             ,
             that
             thou
             art
             of
             late
             ,
             fa●nt
             into
             an
             amorous
             humor
             ,
             especially
             with
             a
             subiect
             of
             too
             much
             vnworthines
             :
             a
             newes
             ,
             that
             (
             knowing
             thy
             spirit
             )
             I
             could
             hardly
             beleeue
             ,
             but
             vpon
             solemne
             affirmation
             ,
             I
             was
             sorie
             to
             beare
             :
             for
             ,
             beautie
             ,
             without
             wealth
             ,
             is
             but
             a
             beggerly
             charu●e
             ,
             &
             honor
             without
             vertue
             ,
             is
             but
             a
             little
             for
             a
             Title
             :
             hath
             she
             a
             glib
             tongues
             it
             is
             pittie
             she
             hath
             no
             better
             wit
             :
             is
             she
             witti●
             ,
             it
             is
             a
             sorrow
             ,
             it
             is
             n●
             better
             best●wed
             :
             for
             the
             craft
             of
             one
             woman
             ,
             is
             the
             confusion
             of
             many
             a
             man
             :
             doth
             she
             say
             she
             loues
             thee
             ?
             beléeue
             her
             not
             :
             nay
             ,
             doth
             she
             loue
             ●hee
             ?
             regard
             it
             not
             :
             for
             it
             is
             a
             Iewell
             of
             so
             little
             worth
             ,
             as
             wil
             giue
             but
             〈◊〉
             in
             the
             buying
             :
             I
             feared
             the
             plague
             had
             taken
             hold
             of
             thy
             lod●in●
             :
             but
             thou
             art
             peppered
             with
             a
             world
             of
             infection
             :
             thy
             studie
             〈…〉
             with
             ●oleness●
             ,
             thy
             braine
             with
             dizinesse
             ,
             and
             thy
             spirit
             with
             madnes
             :
             O●
             leaue
             these
             follies
             ,
             think
             loue
             but
             a
             dreame
             ,
             
             and
             beautie
             a
             shadow
             ,
             and
             folly
             a
             witch
             ,
             and
             repentance
             a
             misery
             :
             wake
             out
             of
             thy
             sleepe
             ,
             and
             call
             thy
             wittes
             together
             ,
             be
             not
             sotted
             with
             an
             humour
             ,
             nor
             slaue
             to
             thy selfe
             will
             ,
             leaue
             courting
             of
             a
             Curtizan
             ,
             and
             keepe
             thy
             breath
             for
             a
             better
             blast
             :
             saue
             thy
             purse
             for
             a
             better
             purpose
             ,
             and
             spend
             thy
             time
             in
             more
             profit
             :
             let
             not
             the
             wise
             laugh
             at
             thee
             ,
             and
             the
             honest
             lament
             thee
             :
             for
             my selfe
             ,
             how
             I
             grieue
             for
             thee
             ,
             I
             would
             I
             could
             tell
             thee
             :
             but
             let
             thus
             much
             suffice
             thee
             :
             beleeue
             nothing
             that
             shee
             saieth
             ,
             care
             for
             nothing
             that
             she
             doth
             ,
             nor
             giue
             her
             any
             thing
             that
             she
             wants
             :
             see
             her
             ,
             but
             to
             purge
             melancholy
             ,
             talke
             with
             her
             ,
             but
             to
             sharpen
             wit
             ,
             giue
             her
             ,
             but
             to
             be
             ridde
             of
             her
             company
             ,
             and
             vse
             her
             but
             according
             to
             her
             conditiō
             ,
             so
             shalt
             thou
             haue
             a
             hand
             ouer
             those
             humors
             ,
             that
             would
             haue
             a
             head
             ,
             ouer
             thy
             heart
             :
             and
             be
             maister
             of
             thy
             sences
             ,
             by
             the
             vertue
             of
             thy
             spirit
             ,
             otherwise
             ,
             Will
             hauing
             gotten
             the
             bit
             in
             his
             téethe
             ,
             will
             runne
             away
             with
             the
             bridle
             :
             and
             Reason
             ,
             being
             cast
             off
             ,
             may
             neuer
             sit
             well
             againe
             in
             the
             saddle
             :
             but
             why
             do
             I
             vse
             these
             perswasions
             for
             the
             remoue
             of
             thy
             passions
             ?
             If
             thou
             be
             soundly
             in
             ,
             thou
             wilt
             hardly
             get
             out
             :
             but
             if
             thou
             be
             but
             ouer
             shoes
             ,
             thou
             maist
             be
             saued
             from
             drowning
             :
             well
             ,
             whatsoeuer
             I
             heare
             ,
             I
             hope
             the
             best
             ,
             but
             to
             a●●●d
             the
             worst
             ,
             I
             haue
             presumed
             out
             of
             my
             loue
             ,
             to
             send
             thee
             this
             fruit
             o●
             my
             affection
             .
             In
             which
             ,
             if
             my
             care
             may
             doo
             thee
             comfort
             ,
             I
             ●h●l●
             thinke
             it
             a
             great
             part
             of
             my
             happinesse
             :
             howsoeuer
             it
             〈◊〉
             ,
             I
             co●●it
             the
             consideration
             to
             thy
             kindnesse
             .
             And
             so
             till
             I
             ●eare
             from
             thee
             ,
             which
             I
             daily
             long
             for
             :
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Thine
               as
               his
               owne
               .
               N.
               R.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             His
             answere
             .
          
           
             Gentle
             Millo
             ,
             I
             haue
             receiued
             thy
             most
             kinde
             and
             carefu●●
             Letter
             ,
             a
             messenger
             of
             the
             most
             honest
             loue
             ,
             who
             hath
             tolde
             me
             no
             lesse
             then
             I
             wholy
             beleeue
             :
             that
             loue
             in
             idlenesse
             ,
             is
             the
             very
             entrance
             to
             madnesse
             :
             but
             yet
             ,
             though
             I
             will
             thinke
             on
             thy
             counsell
             ,
             giue
             me
             leaue
             a
             little
             ,
             to
             goe
             on
             along
             with
             conceit
             :
             whereof
             let
             me
             tell
             thee
             my
             opinion
             .
             Beautie
             without
             wealth
             is
             little
             worth
             :
             but
             being
             a
             riches
             in
             itselfe
             ,
             how
             can
             it
             be
             poorely
             valued
             ▪
             and
             honour
             ,
             beeing
             but
             the
             state
             of
             vertue
             ,
             how
             can
             you
             plucke
             a
             little
             out
             of
             her
             ●tytle
             ▪
             the
             tongue
             is
             the
             instrument
             of
             wit
             ,
             and
             wit
             the
             approuer
             of
             discretion
             :
             where
             it
             Reason
             b●
             grauelled
             ,
             nature
             may
             bée
             admyred
             :
             now
             for
             words
             they
             hau●
             their
             substance
             ,
             and
             loue
             is
             not
             to
             bee
             abused
             :
             for
             it
             is
             a
             Iewell
             well
             knowne
             ,
             that
             is
             worthy
             his
             price
             :
             Intrations
             are
             cuerie
             where
             ,
             and
             Iealousie
             a
             most
             cruel
             plague
             ,
             but
             rid
             thy selfe
             of
             that
             disease
             ,
             and
             feare
             not
             my
             health
             in
             the
             other
             :
             conceit
             is
             a
             kinde
             of
             dizinesse
             ,
             which
             worse
             formented
             then
             with
             idlenesse
             ,
             is
             troubled
             with
             too
             strong
             a
             madnesse
             :
             but
             he
             that
             is
             unwise
             had
             need
             to
             be
             reformed
             :
             and
             he
             that
             laughes
             at
             an
             imperfection
             ,
             may
             fall
             himselfe
             vpon
             the
             foole
             :
             now
             for
             a
             mad
             dreame
             ,
             or
             an
             imagined
             witch
             ,
             a
             conceited
             sleepe
             ,
             or
             an
             intreated
             waking
             ,
             I
             must
             confesse
             they
             are
             pr●tie
             humours
             ,
             and
             will
             thinke
             of
             their
             errors
             :
             now
             for
             lotting
             and
             slauerie
             ,
             and
             for
             courting
             in
             ●nauerie
             ,
             be
             perswaded
             ,
             that
             time
             will
             employ
             my
             purse
             to
             better
             purpose
             :
             then
             grieu●
             not
             for
             mee
             ,
             but
             onely
             loue
             mee
             ,
             and
             let
             that
             suffice
             mee
             :
             and
             for
             thine
             aduice
             in
             seeing
             ,
             talking
             ,
             and
             giuing
             ,
             feare
             not
             the
             had●wist
             of
             my
             folly
             :
             for
             he
             that
             is
             master
             of
             himselfe
             ,
             shall
             not
             need
             to
             his
             mistresse
             :
             and
             therefore
             hee
             that
             cannot
             ride
             ,
             let
             him
             leaue
             the
             saddle
             :
             for
             Reason
             hath
             a
             power
             ouer
             〈◊〉
             ,
             where
             〈◊〉
             is
             but
             a
             seruant
             to
             Nature
             :
             in
             the
             certainty
             of
             which
             course
             ,
             intending
             so
             to
             lay
             my
             hand
             on
             my
             heart
             ,
             that
             I
             will
             feare
             no
             ho●nes
             on
             my
             head
             ,
             with
             many
             thankes
             for
             thy
             kinde
             perswastons
             ,
             hoping
             thou
             will
             take
             no
             exceptions
             at
             my
             constructions
             ,
             intreating
             thee
             to
             bel●ue
             of
             me
             no
             more
             then
             thou
             needest
             ,
             and
             to
             
             loue
             me
             as
             thou
             doest
             ,
             in
             the
             faith
             of
             that
             affection
             ,
             that
             holds
             th●●
             beare
             to
             my
             loue
             ,
             I
             rest
             :
             during
             life
             .
          
           
             
               Thine
               obliged
               and
               diuoted
               .
               W.B.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             comfort
             to
             a
             sister
             in
             sorrow
             .
          
           
             DEare
             sister
             ,
             I
             heard
             lately
             of
             your
             husbands
             departure
             for
             the
             Indies
             ,
             when
             with
             no
             little
             sorrow
             I
             considered
             your
             heauie
             case
             :
             in
             which
             ,
             finding
             his
             wants
             to
             be
             grieuous
             ,
             and
             your
             friends
             colde
             in
             comfort
             ,
             I
             could
             not
             chuse
             ,
             without
             unkindnesse
             ,
             but
             remember
             these
             fewe
             lines
             of
             my
             loue
             unto
             you
             :
             I
             knowe
             your
             state
             is
             weake
             ,
             how
             faire
             so
             euer
             you
             make
             your
             weather
             ;
             but
             the
             more
             is
             your
             patience
             worthy
             honour
             ,
             that
             can
             so
             nobly
             conceale
             your
             discontentments
             ;
             for
             my selfe
             ,
             I
             would
             I
             were
             able
             to
             doo
             you
             good
             ,
             but
             what
             I
             haue
             ,
             or
             can
             procure
             ,
             shall
             not
             faile
             to
             doo
             you
             pleasure
             :
             but
             if
             your
             minde
             be
             too
             great
             to
             stoupe
             ,
             to
             be
             beholding
             ,
             what
             I
             am
             able
             to
             doo
             ,
             take
             a
             dutie
             in
             my
             brothers
             loue
             :
             good
             sister
             therefore
             be
             of
             good
             cheare
             ,
             and
             put
             your
             care
             upon
             me
             ,
             I
             will
             soe
             you
             often
             ,
             and
             loue
             you
             euer
             :
             for
             a
             creature
             of
             your
             worthinesse
             is
             seldome
             found
             in
             your
             sere
             :
             that
             for
             her
             husbands
             loue
             will
             aduenture
             the
             state
             of
             her
             liuing
             :
             your
             children
             are
             not
             many
             ,
             but
             such
             as
             are
             shall
             be
             mine
             ,
             and
             you
             to
             me
             as
             myselfe
             :
             take
             therefore
             as
             litle
             thought
             ,
             and
             as
             much
             comfort
             as
             you
             can
             ,
             no
             doubt
             but
             God
             that
             trieth
             his
             seruants
             ,
             will
             blesse
             them
             :
             hope
             then
             of
             my
             brothers
             happie
             returne
             ,
             and
             fill
             he
             come
             ,
             commaund
             me
             ,
             shortly
             God
             willing
             you
             shall
             see
             mee
             ,
             in
             the
             meane
             time
             let
             me
             entreat
             you
             kindly
             to
             accept
             this
             little
             token
             of
             my
             greater
             loue
             ,
             which
             is
             but
             an
             assurance
             of
             a
             beginning
             of
             my
             affections
             neuer
             ending
             ,
             in
             which
             predicament
             of
             true
             friendship
             ,
             I
             rest
             euer
             assured
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               very
               louing
               sister
               ,
               E.W.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             Her
             answere
             .
          
           
             SWéete
             sister
             ,
             I
             haue
             receiued
             your
             kinde
             Letter
             and
             louing
             token
             ,
             for
             both
             which
             ,
             I
             am
             your
             thankefull
             debtor
             ;
             but
             to●ching
             which
             husband
             ,
             though
             his
             wants
             were
             grieuo●s
             ,
             yet
             to
             want
             him
             ,
             is
             my
             greatest
             sorrewe
             ,
             for
             in
             the
             stay
             of
             his
             loue
             was
             the
             state
             of
             my
             liuing
             :
             I
             am
             sorie
             that
             you
             know
             my
             weakenesse
             ,
             and
             with
             it
             but
             in
             strength
             to
             ●unswere
             your
             kindnesse
             :
             but
             good
             sister
             ,
             though
             I
             am
             willing
             to
             conceale
             my
             crosses
             ,
             to
             be
             beholding
             to
             so
             honourable
             a
             spirit
             ,
             I
             count
             i●
             not
             the
             least
             of
             my
             happinesse
             ,
             Therefore
             ,
             though
             I
             haue
             diu●ted
             my selfe
             to
             solitarinesse
             in
             his
             absence
             ,
             your
             company
             shall
             bee
             to
             me
             as
             light
             in
             darknesse
             and
             no●ing
             the
             nature
             of
             your
             kindnesse
             ,
             will
             euer
             be
             beholding
             to
             your
             loue
             :
             come
             then
             to
             me
             when
             you
             will
             ,
             and
             commaund
             me
             what
             you
             will
             ,
             for
             I
             will
             be
             as
             goe
             and
             you
             will
             :
             my
             children
             are
             my
             worlds
             ioyes
             ,
             and
             my
             hearts
             Iewels
             in
             whose
             faces
             I
             will
             behold
             their
             father
             ,
             in
             whose
             loue
             I
             will
             spend
             my
             life
             :
             so
             in
             a
             merrie
             goe
             sorrie
             ,
             grieuing
             for
             his
             ab●ence
             ,
             and
             wishing
             your
             presence
             ,
             praying
             for
             his
             happie
             returne
             ,
             your
             health
             ,
             and
             mine
             owne
             patience
             ,
             that
             in
             too
             much
             passion
             of
             affection
             ,
             I
             fall
             not
             upon
             indiscretion
             ,
             with
             most
             heartie
             thankfull
             loue
             ,
             I
             commend
             my
             life
             to
             your
             commaundement
             .
          
           
             
               Yours
               affectionately
               bound
               .
               E.G.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             loue
             to
             a
             faire
             Mistresse
             .
          
           
             Farre
             Mistresse
             ,
             to
             trouble
             you
             with
             a
             long
             circumstance
             ,
             ●
             might
             perhaps
             feare
             you
             with
             the
             losse
             of
             time
             ,
             and
             to
             make
             an
             end
             ere
             I
             begin
             ,
             might
             argue
             little
             care
             in
             my
             conceit
             ;
             but
             to
             auoyd
             both
             suspitions
             ,
             let
             me
             a
             little
             entreat
             with
             your
             patience
             ,
             to
             peruse
             in
             a
             fewe
             words
             ,
             the
             summe
             of
             a
             long
             tale
             ,
             in
             which
             ,
             the
             truth
             of
             loue
             ,
             to
             the
             latest
             houre
             of
             death
             ,
             protesteth
             the
             ioy
             of
             ●i●
             
             life
             ,
             but
             in
             the
             fruite
             of
             your
             fauour
             ,
             of
             which
             the
             thought
             of
             his
             unworthinesse
             ,
             toth
             too
             much
             shewe
             his
             unhappinesse
             .
             Time
             makes
             me
             too
             briefe
             ,
             but
             in
             your
             wisedome
             is
             my
             hope
             of
             understanding
             ,
             that
             in
             my
             tryall
             you
             may
             trust
             me
             ,
             and
             by
             desert
             esteem
             me
             :
             in
             which
             ,
             if
             I
             deceiue
             your
             expectation
             ,
             let
             me
             die
             in
             the
             misery
             of
             your
             disdaine
             .
             Thus
             not
             to
             flatter
             you
             with
             a
             faire
             ●●le
             in
             the
             state
             of
             your
             worthie
             commendation
             ,
             beseeching
             to
             be
             commaunded
             by
             the
             kinde
             care
             of
             your
             discretion
             ,
             in
             the
             handes
             of
             avowed
             seriuce
             ,
             I
             humbly
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Yours
               alwaies
               assured
               ,
               R.O.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             The
             Answere
             .
          
           
             SIr
             ,
             as
             I
             would
             be
             loth
             so
             be
             thought
             proud
             ,
             I
             would
             as
             v●willingly
             be
             found
             idle
             :
             either
             to
             beleeue
             too
             well
             of
             my selfe
             ,
             or
             ,
             not
             to
             haue
             a
             respect
             of
             other
             :
             Truthe
             is
             sildome
             marked
             with
             smoothe
             words
             ,
             and
             loue
             is
             not
             bredde
             ,
             but
             upon
             great
             contentment
             :
             your
             lyking
             may
             be
             greater
             then
             my
             desert
             ,
             and
             so
             alter
             vpon
             a
             better
             consideration
             :
             but
             mistake
             not
             your
             happinesse
             ,
             in
             my
             fauours
             unworthinesse
             ,
             where
             the
             best
             of
             my
             commaundement
             ,
             may
             be
             the
             least
             of
             your
             contentment
             .
             Your
             consideration
             of
             time
             may
             excuse
             my
             shortnesse
             of
             writing
             ,
             where
             in
             a
             word
             you
             may
             understand
             ,
             that
             in
             deed
             I
             intend
             :
             that
             Truthe
             in
             honourable
             in
             loue
             ,
             and
             vertue
             the
             fairest
             ioy
             in
             affection
             :
             in
             which
             ,
             it
             I
             not
             misconstrue
             your
             conce●●
             ,
             I
             will
             answere
             the
             care
             of
             your
             kindnesse
             :
             in
             which
             ,
             according
             to
             the
             due
             of
             desert
             ,
             you
             shall
             finde
             the
             effects
             of
             your
             desire
             .
             And
             so
             for
             this
             time
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               poore
               friend
               .
               A.T.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             counsaile
             from
             a
             kinde
             Father
             .
          
           
             MY
             deare
             sonne
             ,
             you
             must
             not
             from
             your
             father
             looke
             for
             a
             flattering
             loue
             ,
             no●
             take
             it
             unkindly
             ,
             that
             I
             suspect
             your
             ●ll
             courses
             :
             for
             I
             haue
             passed
             the
             dangereus
             tune
             y
             ●
             you
             now
             are
             in
             ,
             and
             haue
             hardly
             go●e
             through
             the
             briers
             :
             and
             therfore
             in
             a
             iealous
             feare
             ,
             from
             an
             inward
             care
             ,
             I
             cannot
             ●h●se
             but
             giue
             you
             w●rning
             of
             what
             may
             pre●●dice
             your
             good
             .
             Beautie
             is
             a
             bewitching
             obied
             ,
             and
             ●anto●nes
             is
             the
             ruine
             of
             wit
             :
             prodigality
             quickly
             makes
             a
             poore
             man
             ,
             and
             he
             is
             only
             rich
             that
             liues
             contented
             .
             But
             my
             good
             sonne
             ,
             aboue
             all
             things
             serue
             God
             ,
             and
             keep
             a
             cleane
             conscience
             ,
             passe
             not
             the
             limits
             of
             allegeance
             ,
             nor
             build
             Castles
             in
             the
             aire
             ,
             take
             h●●d
             of
             extremities
             ,
             for
             they
             are
             out
             of
             the
             course
             of
             discretion
             ,
             and
             the
             fruite
             of
             Ignorance
             ,
             yeelds
             but
             the
             sorrow
             of
             repentance
             :
             young
             men
             may
             be
             wittie
             ,
             but
             ●●ldome
             wise
             :
             and
             sometime
             ,
             though
             ●rt
             be
             a
             great
             perfecter
             of
             Experience
             ,
             yet
             obseruation
             ,
             is
             better
             then
             conceited
             ●unning
             .
             ●rpence
             is
             necessary
             upon
             occasion
             ,
             and
             hope
             ,
             is
             not
             amiss●
             upon
             desert
             :
             but
             Reason
             sometime
             is
             more
             regarded
             ,
             then
             rewarded
             ,
             where
             ●ill
             is
             too
             powerfull
             to
             be
             resisted
             .
             I
             heare
             that
             you
             are
             much
             giuen
             to
             Alch●mistry
             ,
             it
             is
             a
             studie
             of
             great
             charge
             to
             many
             ,
             and
             profiteth
             ●ewe
             :
             yet
             I
             forbid
             you
             no
             good
             labour
             ,
             so
             that
             you
             loose
             not
             by
             the
             bargaine
             :
             ●●e
             therefore
             a
             care
             in
             the
             imployment
             of
             your
             time
             ,
             and
             wherein
             my
             helps
             may
             further
             your
             good
             ,
             seeke
             no
             other
             friend
             for
             your
             comfort
             .
             For
             though
             I
             would
             not
             wish
             you
             to
             disda●ne
             any
             kindnesse
             ,
             yet
             would
             I
             haue
             you
             as
             litle
             as
             you
             may
             to
             be
             beholding
             to
             any
             man
             :
             for
             the
             prodigall
             are
             commonly
             talkatiue
             ,
             and
             the
             couctous
             negatiue
             :
             and
             what
             a
             griefe
             it
             is
             to
             want
             ,
             ●
             pray
             God
             you
             neuer
             knowe
             .
             Any
             qualitie
             in
             a
             mediocritie
             ,
             ●
             g●●dly
             allow
             you
             ,
             but
             let
             not
             your
             loue
             be
             carried
             away
             with
             ang
             i●le
             imagination
             .
             I
             haue
             sent
             you
             a
             hundreth
             Crownes
             ,
             w●●
             may
             you
             vse
             them
             ,
             and
             when
             you
             need
             any
             moe
             ,
             send
             to
             me
             for
             them
             :
             for
             your
             affection
             touching
             marriage
             ,
             I
             would
             it
             were
             bestowed
             as
             I
             could
             with
             it
             :
             howeuer
             it
             be
             ,
             it
             shall
             be
             much
             amisse
             ,
             it
             
             I
             mi●k●ke
             ●
             .
             I
             haue
             sent
             you
             likewise
             a
             Horse
             ,
             now
             and
             than
             to
             manage
             in
             a
             morning
             ,
             but
             I
             pray
             you
             forbeare
             to
             use
             him
             as
             a
             ●ackney
             to
             ride
             up
             and
             downe
             the
             streetes
             in
             idle
             humors
             .
             Conuerse
             with
             no
             fooles
             ,
             for
             you
             shall
             loose
             time
             with
             them
             :
             and
             take
             heede
             of
             knaues
             ,
             for
             there
             is
             much
             to
             be
             feared
             in
             them
             .
             Long
             not
             after
             newes
             ,
             least
             you
             be
             gu●d
             with
             a
             ●east
             :
             and
             take
             heed
             of
             drunkennesse
             ,
             for
             it
             is
             a
             healthy
             humor
             .
             Make
             much
             of
             thy
             money
             ,
             and
             abuse
             not
             thy
             friend
             :
             be
             carefull
             of
             thy selfe
             ,
             and
             forget
             not
             thy
             Father
             ,
             whose
             earthly
             ioy
             is
             but
             in
             the
             hope
             of
             thy
             happinesse
             ,
             and
             whose
             deadly
             sorrowe
             would
             be
             to
             soe
             thee
             〈◊〉
             amisse
             .
             What
             shall
             I
             say
             more
             to
             thee
             ●
             thou
             knowest
             I
             loue
             thee
             ,
             and
             only
             in
             my
             loue
             am
             I
             thus
             carefull
             ouer
             thee
             .
             Accept
             then
             my
             admonitions
             ,
             and
             ponder
             vpon
             the
             constructions
             ,
             they
             may
             happe
             to
             〈◊〉
             thee
             good
             ,
             but
             harme
             they
             can
             doo
             thee
             none
             :
             ●se
             them
             therefore
             for
             thy
             best
             auaile
             .
             After
             the
             Terme
             ,
             the
             bacation
             will
             call
             thee
             into
             the
             Countrey
             ,
             where
             knowing
             thy
             Fathers
             house
             ,
             thou
             maist
             make
             thine
             owne
             welcome
             .
             ●ill
             when
             ,
             and
             alwaies
             ,
             I
             will
             pray
             for
             thee
             ,
             that
             God
             will
             so
             blesse
             thee
             ,
             that
             I
             may
             haue
             ioy
             in
             thee
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               louing
               Father
               ,
               H.
               W.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             kind
             Answere
             of
             a
             louing
             sonne
             .
          
           
             My
             deare
             Father
             ,
             as
             I
             wil
             not
             flatter
             myselfe
             with
             your
             loue
             ,
             so
             can
             I
             not
             but
             ioy
             in
             your
             kindnes
             :
             whose
             carefull
             counsell
             within
             the
             compasse
             of
             so
             fewe
             words
             ,
             I
             will
             lock
             up
             in
             my
             hart
             ,
             as
             the
             best
             iewel
             of
             my
             life
             :
             for
             to
             serue
             God
             ,
             is
             the
             dutie
             of
             a
             Christian
             ,
             and
             no
             longer
             let
             me
             line
             ,
             then
             in
             the
             care
             of
             that
             comfort
             .
             A
             cleane
             conscience
             I
             finde
             like
             a
             cleane
             paire
             of
             sheetes
             ,
             where
             the
             soule
             after
             labors
             may
             take
             a
             safe
             place
             of
             rest
             :
             to
             passe
             the
             limits
             of
             allegeance
             ,
             merits
             the
             losse
             of
             life
             ,
             and
             he
             is
             borne
             ●●
             happie
             that
             is
             unnatural
             to
             his
             country
             :
             and
             a●ery
             castles
             ,
             are
             but
             mad
             mens
             imaginations
             :
             I
             know
             extremes
             are
             not
             durable
             ,
             nor
             often
             prefitable
             :
             and
             repentance
             ,
             a
             paiment
             ,
             that
             pincheth
             the
             ●art
             of
             understanding
             .
          
           
           
             I
             finde
             the
             instruction
             of
             the
             aged
             to
             be
             the
             best
             direction
             of
             the
             youthfull
             ,
             and
             obseruation
             with
             Experience
             to
             make
             the
             perf●ction
             of
             Art
             :
             the
             necessitie
             of
             Experience
             cannot
             be
             a●yed
             ,
             but
             the
             hope
             of
             desert
             may
             be
             deceiued
             :
             for
             ,
             while
             will
             standes
             for
             iudgement
             ,
             there
             is
             no
             holding
             of
             argument
             :
             touching
             Al●hamistry
             ,
             I
             heare
             much
             ,
             but
             beleeue
             little
             :
             and
             for
             the
             charge
             ,
             I
             will
             not
             waste
             your
             Lande
             ,
             to
             make
             a
             new
             mettall
             :
             but
             if
             by
             my
             industry
             I
             can
             doo
             good
             ,
             I
             will
             take
             the
             benefite
             of
             Time
             :
             for
             qualities
             ,
             I
             thanke
             your
             large
             allowance
             ,
             the
             best
             meanes
             with
             labour
             to
             attaine
             them
             ,
             for
             Teachers
             ,
             are
             worthie
             their
             rewards
             :
             to
             be
             beholding
             I
             loue
             not
             ,
             and
             hate
             to
             be
             ungratefull
             :
             But
             as
             I
             follow
             not
             the
             prodigall
             ,
             I
             haue
             little
             pleasure
             in
             the
             courtous
             :
             and
             for
             idle
             imaginations
             ,
             I
             can
             vse
             them
             as
             fictions
             :
             for
             your
             Crownes
             ,
             I
             humbly
             thanke
             you
             ,
             and
             hope
             to
             bestow
             them
             to
             your
             〈◊〉
             .
             Your
             ●orse
             will
             doo
             me
             much
             pleasure
             ,
             and
             cause
             me
             to
             see
             you
             the
             sooner
             .
             For
             gallopping
             the
             streets
             ,
             it
             is
             like
             children
             upon
             ●obby
             horses
             ,
             but
             gi●●ie
             heades
             haue
             such
             humours
             ,
             that
             God
             knoweth
             what
             will
             become
             of
             them
             :
             for
             mariage
             ,
             though
             the
             course
             be
             honourable
             ,
             yet
             could
             I
             be
             content
             to
             forbeare
             it
             ,
             though
             in
             the
             ●●re●ion
             of
             my
             affection
             ,
             I
             wi●l
             be
             much
             ruled
             by
             your
             discretion
             :
             Fooles
             c●nnot
             understand
             mee
             ,
             and
             knaues
             wil
             but
             trouble
             me
             :
             but
             from
             the
             company
             of
             〈◊〉
             conditions
             ,
             the
             Lord
             of
             heauen
             deliuer
             mee
             :
             good
             newes
             come
             neuer
             too
             soone
             ,
             nor
             badde
             too
             late
             ,
             and
             therefore
             as
             they
             are
             ,
             I
             wil
             est●●me
             them
             :
             For
             drunkennesse
             ne●er
             doubt
             mee
             ,
             for
             it
             is
             most
             l●athsom●
             to
             my
             nature
             :
             and
             for
             my
             mony
             ,
             though
             it
             being
             seruant
             ,
             I
             will
             hold
             it
             as
             my
             good
             friend
             :
             for
             my
             friend
             he
             shall
             be
             my selfe
             ;
             but
             my
             father
             my
             hearts
             loue
             ,
             and
             my
             lifes
             comfort
             :
             in
             whose
             carefull
             admonitions
             ,
             how
             kinde
             I
             f●●de
             the
             ininstructions
             ,
             the
             obedience
             of
             my
             dutie
             ,
             shall
             make
             knowne
             to
             your
             contentment
             :
             the
             vacation
             is
             neare
             ,
             and
             I
             will
             not
             be
             long
             from
             you
             :
             where
             finding
             you
             well
             ,
             shall
             be
             my
             best
             welcome
             :
             so
             thinking
             my selfe
             bless
             in
             the
             heauens
             ,
             to
             haue
             so
             good
             a
             Father
             on
             the
             earth
             ,
             beseeching
             God
             to
             make
             me
             ioyfull
             in
             your
             eyes
             ,
             by
             the
             graces
             of
             his
             mercies
             ,
             in
             praier
             for
             your
             long
             health
             ,
             with
             your
             hearts
             euer
             happinesse
             ;
             In
             all
             humble
             thankes
             ,
             I
             take
             my
             leaue
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               obedient
               sonne
               ,
               T.W.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             A
             Merchants
             Letter
             to
             his
             Factor
             .
          
           
             As
             I
             haue
             reposed
             trust
             in
             your
             care
             ,
             I
             looke
             for
             your
             performance
             of
             my
             credit
             :
             your
             abilitie
             in
             managing
             such
             matters
             as
             I
             haue
             committed
             to
             your
             charge
             ,
             I
             make
             no
             doubt
             of
             :
             and
             therefore
             hoping
             in
             your
             discretion
             to
             heare
             of
             my
             expected
             contentment
             ,
             I
             will
             looke
             by
             your
             next
             Letters
             to
             heare
             of
             the
             summe
             of
             my
             desire
             :
             in
             the
             meanetime
             ,
             let
             me
             tell
             you
             ,
             that
             I
             haue
             sent
             you
             ouer
             foure
             score
             broad
             cloathes
             ,
             and
             thirtie
             Car●ies
             ,
             with
             such
             other
             commodities
             as
             I
             thinke
             fit
             for
             your
             use
             in
             those
             parts
             ,
             I
             pray
             you
             make
             your
             best
             market
             ,
             and
             take
             heed
             of
             your
             Creditors
             :
             for
             I
             heare
             there
             are
             men
             reputed
             of
             great
             wealth
             ,
             in
             suspition
             to
             play
             banquerup●s
             ,
             haue
             therefore
             a
             care
             of
             your
             businesse
             ,
             your
             trauels
             shall
             not
             bee
             unconsidered
             :
             your
             French
             Wines
             I
             heare
             this
             yeare
             are
             very
             small
             ,
             and
             your
             Gascoigne
             Wines
             very
             deare
             ,
             Prunes
             cheape
             ,
             but
             you
             know
             your
             markets
             ,
             and
             so
             I
             hope
             you
             will
             haue
             care
             in
             disbursing
             your
             money
             ,
             for
             it
             is
             hardly
             come
             by
             ,
             and
             as
             this
             world
             goes
             ,
             ●ooth
             much
             in
             great
             matters
             :
             if
             there
             boe
             any
             Newes
             of
             woeth
             ,
             acquaint
             me
             with
             them
             ,
             and
             in
             any
             wise
             ,
             doo
             not
             trouble
             me
             with
             untruthes
             :
             your
             Cou●en
             telles
             mee
             that
             you
             are
             in
             good
             regard
             with
             the
             Gouernour
             for
             certaine
             cloathes
             that
             you
             lately
             bestowed
             on
             him
             ,
             hee
             tolde
             mee
             the
             cause
             ,
             and
             therein
             I
             commend
             your
             discretion
             :
             for
             sometime
             it
             is
             better
             to
             giue
             then
             to
             saue
             ,
             when
             it
             turneth
             to
             aduantage
             .
             In
             summe
             ,
             let
             this
             suffice
             you
             without
             further
             circumstance
             ,
             you
             haue
             my
             loue
             ,
             and
             my
             purse
             ,
             I
             pray
             haue
             a
             care
             of
             them
             both
             :
             so
             till
             I
             heare
             from
             you
             ,
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               loving
               Maister
               ▪
               W.H.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             His
             answere
             .
          
           
             S●●
             ,
             I
             beseech
             you
             mistrust
             not
             your
             trust
             ,
             nor
             haue
             any
             fear●
             of
             my
             care
             ,
             for
             ,
             hauing
             both
             your
             loue
             and
             your
             purse
             ,
             how
             can
             the
             one
             let
             me
             forget
             the
             other
             :
             ●o
             sir
             ,
             bee
             you
             assure●
             howsoeuer
             banquers
             play
             banquerou●
             ,
             sure
             pawnes
             will
             dece●ue
             no
             credite
             :
             and
             touching
             such
             affaires
             as
             I
             haue
             in
             charge
             ,
             doubt
             not
             your
             expectation
             of
             my
             dispatch
             :
             your
             cloathes
             ●
             haue
             receiued
             ,
             and
             like
             them
             very
             well
             ,
             year
             Car●ies
             are
             verie
             good
             ,
             I
             would
             you
             had
             sent
             more
             of
             them
             ,
             for
             they
             are
             much
             in
             request
             ,
             and
             well
             sol●e
             .
             I
             haue
             by
             good
             happe
             met
             with
             a
             hundre●
             Tunne
             of
             Gascoigne
             Wines
             ,
             upon
             a
             good
             market
             ,
             as
             you
             may
             knowe
             by
             my
             note
             .
             Prunes
             are
             good
             ,
             and
             good
             cheape
             ,
             and
             therefore
             I
             haue
             sent
             you
             the
             greater
             store
             of
             them
             ,
             on
             the
             ●a●tes
             you
             shall
             finde
             my
             marke
             ,
             with
             two
             letters
             of
             your
             name
             .
             I
             haue
             sent
             you
             likewise
             ,
             a
             Tunne
             of
             Cuchiniles
             ,
             which
             I
             bought
             by
             a
             great
             cha●nce
             ,
             the
             price
             you
             shall
             find●
             in
             my
             note
             with
             the
             rest
             .
             By
             the
             next
             Poste
             you
             shall
             heare
             what
             I
             neede
             ,
             in
             the
             meane
             time
             hauing
             no
             intelligence
             of
             worth
             ,
             ●oth
             to
             trouble
             you
             with
             ●●●tle●
             ,
             glad
             to
             perform●
             that
             〈◊〉
             that
             your
             kindnesse
             hath
             bounde
             me
             too
             ,
             wishing
             to
             liue
             no
             longer
             ,
             then
             to
             discharge
             the
             office
             of
             an
             honest
             care
             ,
             praying
             for
             your
             long
             health
             ,
             and
             euerlasting
             happinesse
             :
             I
             humbly
             take
             my
             leane
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               faithfull
               seruant
               ▪
               C.B.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             chalenge
             .
          
           
             My
             wrongs
             are
             so
             many
             ,
             as
             may
             no
             longer
             be
             dige●ted
             ,
             and
             your
             excuses
             so
             idle
             ,
             as
             I
             will
             beneforth
             despise
             them
             :
             for
             your
             words
             are
             but
             winde
             ,
             and
             therefore
             I
             am
             wearie
             of
             them
             :
             and
             therefore
             if
             you
             bee
             not
             of
             so
             cold
             a
             complexion
             that
             you
             bare
             
             not
             maintaine
             your
             reputation
             ,
             méete
             me
             to
             morrow
             early
             in
             the
             morning
             in
             some
             ●elds
             a
             mile
             out
             of
             Towne
             ,
             and
             bring
             with
             you
             such
             Armes
             as
             you
             doo
             ordinarily
             carrie
             ,
             assigne
             your
             place
             ,
             a●d
             houre
             ,
             and
             fa●e
             not
             your
             appointment
             ,
             that
             God
             the
             Iudge
             of
             〈◊〉
             ,
             may
             determine
             of
             our
             wrongs
             ,
             and
             the
             point
             of
             the
             sword
             may
             put
             a
             period
             to
             our
             discourses
             ,
             Thus
             ,
             hauing
             blowne
             ouer
             an
             idle
             paper
             ,
             with
             a
             fewe
             last
             words
             of
             my
             intent
             ,
             answer●
             me
             as
             I
             expect
             ,
             or
             ●eare
             of
             me
             as
             it
             will
             fall
             out
             .
             ●n
             haste
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               enemie
               to
               the
               death
               .
               T.P.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             The
             answere
             .
          
           
             What
             you
             haue
             written
             to
             me
             ,
             I
             returne
             upon
             your selfe
             ,
             as
             loth
             to
             loose
             time
             in
             answere
             of
             such
             idlenesse
             :
             if
             you
             burst
             goe
             alone
             ,
             I
             would
             goe
             with
             you
             ,
             but
             let
             it
             suffice
             you
             ,
             that
             I
             know
             ●●u
             ,
             and
             therefore
             meane
             not
             to
             trust
             you
             ,
             but
             bring
             a
             friend
             with
             you
             ,
             and
             I
             am
             readie
             for
             you
             :
             come
             to
             my
             lodging
             as
             early
             as
             you
             wil
             ,
             and
             though
             I
             would
             be
             loth
             to
             breake
             a
             sleepe
             for
             you
             ,
             yet
             I
             will
             take
             a
             little
             paine
             to
             answere
             you
             :
             and
             for
             the
             field
             ,
             wee
             will
             cast
             lo●●es
             for
             the
             place
             ,
             where
             God
             ,
             and
             a
             good
             conscience
             ,
             will
             quick●y
             determine
             t●e
             quarell
             :
             but
             I
             feare
             the
             point
             of
             the
             sword
             will
             make
             a
             comma
             to
             your
             ●unning
             :
             which
             if
             it
             doo
             ,
             you
             shall
             finde
             wh●t
             will
             follow
             ,
             And
             so
             leauing
             further
             w●rds
             ,
             wishing
             you
             to
             be
             as
             good
             as
             your
             word
             ,
             I
             end
             .
          
           
             
               Yours
               as
               you
               mine
               .
               H.W.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             A
             merri●
             Letter
             or
             Newes
             of
             complaints
             .
          
           
             HOnest
             George
             ,
             mine
             olde
             schoolefellow
             ,
             and
             kinde
             friend
             ,
             glad
             to
             heare
             of
             thy
             home
             quiet
             ,
             how
             euer
             I
             fare
             w●●●●y
             farre
             trauell
             :
             whereas
             thou
             writest
             vnto
             me
             ,
             for
             such
             Newes
             as
             this
             place
             ●eelds
             ,
             let
             me
             tell
             thee
             ,
             that
             there
             are
             so
             many
             ,
             and
             so
             fewe
             of
             them
             true
             ,
             that
             I
             dare
             almost
             write
             none
             ;
             onely
             this
             ,
             vpon
             my
             knowledge
             ,
             I
             dare
             deliuer
             th●●
             :
             that
             of
             late
             in
             this
             Cittie
             ,
             there
             are
             a
             number
             of
             complaints
             ,
             euery
             houre
             in
             the
             day
             ,
             but
             all
             to
             little
             purpose
             .
             The
             Souldier
             complaines
             either
             of
             peace
             ,
             or
             pe●●rie
             :
             the
             Lawier
             either
             of
             lacke
             of
             Clients
             ,
             or
             cold
             f●es
             :
             the
             Merchant
             of
             small
             trafficke
             ,
             or
             ill
             fortune
             ▪
             the
             Trades
             man
             of
             lacke
             of
             Chapmen
             :
             the
             labourers
             of
             lacke
             of
             worke
             :
             the
             poor●
             men
             of
             lacke
             of
             charitie
             ,
             and
             the
             rich
             men
             of
             lacke
             of
             money
             :
             the
             th●efe
             of
             lacke
             of
             booties
             :
             and
             the
             hangman
             ,
             that
             his
             trees
             are
             bare
             :
             in
             brief●
             ,
             if
             I
             should
             tel
             th●e
             of
             all
             the
             complaints
             that
             I
             heare
             of
             ,
             as
             well
             among
             the
             Feminine
             ,
             as
             Masculi●e
             gender
             ,
             how
             so●e
             old
             women
             crye
             out
             of
             young
             vnth●ifts
             ,
             and
             some
             young
             wenches
             complaine
             ●f
             olde
             misers
             :
             How
             some
             complaine
             of
             their
             customers
             ,
             and
             some
             other
             of
             their
             neighbours
             ,
             it
             were
             such
             a
             world
             of
             idle
             sto●●e
             ,
             as
             would
             but
             trouble
             thee
             in
             the
             reading
             :
             but
             since
             their
             complaints
             are
             all
             to
             little
             purpose
             ,
             for
             that
             S●uldiers
             are
             but
             for
             e●tremities
             ,
             though
             honourable
             in
             their
             erploy●●
             ,
             and
             Lawiers
             are
             some
             tr●ublesome
             ,
             except
             vpon
             agreement
             of
             controue●s●es
             ,
             though
             Iudges
             are
             worthy
             honour
             in
             execution
             of
             iu●●ice
             :
             and
             Merchants
             may
             beare
             with
             fort●ne
             ,
             when
             their
             Coffers
             are
             full
             of
             coyne
             ,
             though
             in
             respect
             of
             their
             trafficke
             ,
             they
             are
             the
             maintenance
             of
             the
             Common-wealth
             :
             and
             Trades
             men
             may
             sell
             cheape
             ,
             when
             their
             best
             wares
             are
             all
             vttered
             ,
             though
             it
             is
             necessarie
             ,
             that
             they
             bee
             set
             on
             worke
             for
             the
             maintenance
             of
             the
             state
             :
             and
             labourers
             may
             rest
             ,
             when
             their
             Haruest
             is
             in
             ,
             though
             it
             be
             needfull
             to
             set
             them
             to
             worke
             for
             the
             auoyding
             of
             idlenesse
             :
             beggers
             m●y
             hold
             their
             peac●
             ,
             when
             they
             haue
             filled
             the
             patches
             of
             their
             profession
             ,
             though
             it
             is
             not
             amisse
             to
             relieue
             them
             for
             the
             exercise
             of
             charitie
             :
             now
             the
             rich
             men
             may
             shrugge
             their
             shoulders
             ,
             
             when
             they
             haue
             no
             vse
             for
             their
             bagges
             ,
             though
             sometim●
             it
             be
             requ●●●t
             rather
             to
             be
             sparing
             ,
             then
             prodigall
             :
             and
             for
             th●
             Th●efe
             ,
             let
             him
             ●●gh
             till
             the
             hangman
             doo
             help●
             him
             :
             and
             for
             th●
             hangman
             let
             him
             mourne
             ,
             for
             hee
             i●
             sure
             the
             diuell
             lie●
             in
             wait●
             for
             him
             ;
             and
             therefore
             let
             the
             old●
             me●ill
             munch
             ,
             and
             the
             young
             titte
             mourne
             ,
             I
             cannot
             helpe
             them
             ,
             but
             as
             I
             h●are
             of
             their
             complaints
             ,
             I
             haue
             written
             thee
             the
             contents
             ,
             which
             being
             scarc●
             worth
             the
             reading
             ,
             I
             l●aue
             to
             thy
             worst
             vsing
             .
             And
             so
             sorrie
             that
             I
             haue
             no
             matter
             of
             worth
             ,
             wherewith
             better
             to
             fit
             thin●
             humor
             ,
             in
             as
             much
             kindnesse
             as
             I
             can
             ,
             I
             commend
             my
             loue
             to
             thy
             com●●●ndement
             :
             and
             so
             I
             〈◊〉
             .
          
           
             
               
                 Thine
                 euer
                 〈◊〉
                 his
                 〈◊〉
                 .
                 W.
                 P.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             The
             answere
             of
             the
             l●ugh
             .
          
           
             MY
             good
             wagge
             ,
             I
             see
             trauell
             hath
             not
             so
             altred
             thine
             humor
             ,
             but
             thou
             wil●
             euer
             be
             thy selfe
             with
             thy
             ●●ien●s
             :
             for
             thy
             kind
             Letter
             I
             thanke
             thee
             ,
             and
             as
             kindly
             as
             I
             can
             ,
             will
             requi●e
             thee
             :
             as
             you
             are
             there
             full
             of
             sorrow
             ,
             we
             are
             here
             full
             of
             mirth
             :
             for
             in
             euery
             place
             there
             is
             nothing
             so
             cōmon
             as
             laughing
             :
             one
             laughs
             at
             an
             other
             :
             the
             wise
             man
             laughes
             at
             the
             ●●●le
             ,
             to
             see
             the
             nature
             of
             his
             imperf●ctions
             :
             and
             the
             foole
             laughes
             at
             the
             wise
             man
             ,
             becaus●
             nature
             lets
             him
             know
             none
             of
             his
             sorrowes
             :
             the
             rich
             man
             laughes
             at
             the
             poore
             ,
             to
             see
             the
             maner
             of
             his
             life
             :
             and
             the
             poore
             man
             laughe●
             at
             the
             rich
             ,
             to
             s●e
             the
             miserie
             of
             his
             care
             :
             the
             faire
             laughes
             at
             the
             sowle
             ,
             to
             see
             how
             they
             are
             despised
             ,
             and
             the
             fowle
             laugh
             at
             the
             faire
             to
             see
             how
             they
             are
             troubled
             :
             the
             honest
             laugh
             at
             the
             knau●
             ,
             to
             see
             how
             he
             shifts
             with
             the
             world
             :
             and
             the
             knaue
             laughes
             at
             the
             honest
             ,
             to
             see
             how
             his
             simplicitie
             is
             abused
             ;
             for
             particulars
             ,
             how
             any
             one
             laughes
             at
             the
             other
             ,
             eyther
             the
             old
             at
             the
             youthfull
             ,
             or
             they
             at
             the
             aged
             ,
             I
             dare
             say
             nothing
             :
             but
             w●rt
             thou
             hare
             ,
             and
             had
             I
             not
             the
             more
             cause
             of
             sorrow
             ,
             we
             would
             laugh
             a
             little
             together
             to
             loo●●
             at
             the
             laugher
             of
             this
             world
             :
             but
             they
             say
             ,
             he
             may
             laugh
             y
             ●
             wim●es
             ,
             at
             least
             till
             he
             loose
             againe
             :
             but
             the
             natures
             of
             their
             laughing
             are
             diuers
             and
             very
             strange
             ,
             for
             some
             laugh
             so
             loude
             that
             they
             are
             noted
             foolish
             :
             some
             laugh
             so
             wide
             ,
             that
             they
             shame
             their
             mouthes
             
             with
             lacke
             of
             teeth
             :
             and
             some
             laugh
             so
             cunningly
             ,
             that
             they
             ●●●ther
             it
             vp
             in
             a
             smile
             :
             but
             let
             them
             laugh
             till
             they
             be
             wearie
             ,
             it
             is
             a
             good
             world
             whē
             men
             are
             merry
             .
             Which
             hoping
             thou
             art
             ,
             or
             praying
             thou
             maiest
             be
             ,
             that
             when
             we
             kindly
             me●t
             ,
             we
             may
             commune
             better
             of
             these
             conceits
             ,
             wishing
             thee
             all
             contentment
             ,
             and
             my selfe
             the
             pappinesse
             of
             thy
             good
             company
             ,
             till
             I
             see
             thee
             and
             euer
             ,
             I
             rest
             :
             one
             and
             the
             same
             .
          
           
             
               Thine
               as
               thou
               knowest
               .
               R.
               W.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             to
             a
             friend
             for
             Newes
             .
          
           
             COuzen
             ,
             I
             know
             you
             that
             liue
             abroad
             in
             the
             world
             ,
             cannot
             but
             heare
             of
             newes
             euery
             day
             ,
             which
             we
             here
             in
             the
             Countrey
             would
             be
             glad
             now
             and
             than
             to
             ●ee
             acquainted
             with
             :
             your
             labour
             will
             not
             be
             much
             in
             writing
             ,
             and
             for
             your
             kindnesse
             ,
             it
             shall
             not
             be
             vnrequited
             :
             we
             heare
             much
             murmuring
             of
             many
             things
             ,
             but
             little
             truth
             of
             any
             thing
             :
             but
             from
             you
             that
             know
             ,
             I
             would
             be
             glad
             to
             learne
             .
             There
             i●
             a
             speech
             among
             some
             idle
             Astronomers
             ,
             that
             the
             man
             in
             the
             Moone
             hath
             fal●e
             in
             loue
             with
             a
             Starre
             ,
             and
             walking
             through
             the
             cloudes
             ,
             was
             almost
             ●rowned
             in
             the
             water
             :
             and
             that
             the
             Tomblers
             of
             y
             ●
             forrest
             haue
             spoiled
             a
             number
             of
             black
             Conneys
             ,
             so
             that
             Rabbots
             are
             so
             deare
             ,
             that
             a
             poore
             man
             may
             bee
             glad
             of
             a
             peece
             of
             mutton
             .
             It
             is
             said
             heere
             with
             vs
             in
             these
             parts
             ,
             that
             you
             of
             the
             Citie
             are
             much
             troubled
             with
             a
             new
             disease
             ,
             truly
             we
             haue
             reasonable
             good
             health
             ,
             but
             that
             there
             are
             such
             plagues
             in
             diuers
             houses
             ,
             what
             with
             shrewd
             wiues
             ,
             and
             euill
             husbands
             ,
             stubborne
             chil●ren
             ,
             and
             wicked
             seruants
             ,
             that
             many
             honest
             men
             cannot
             liue
             in
             quiet
             with
             their
             neighbours
             .
             Though
             the
             Spring
             be
             not
             very
             forward
             ,
             yet
             there
             is
             great
             encrease
             of
             many
             things
             ,
             especially
             of
             children
             ▪
             which
             how
             they
             may
             answere
             the
             ●awe
             ,
             I
             will
             not
             greatly
             stan●
             vpon
             .
             Thus
             hauing
             no
             matter
             of
             moment
             wherwith
             at
             this
             time
             to
             trouble
             you
             ,
             entreating
             you
             that
             I
             may
             ●●ortly
             heare
             from
             you
             ,
             I
             ●est
             ,
             in
             much
             aff●ction
             .
          
           
             
               Assuredly
               yours
               .
               R.
               T.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             His
             Answere
             .
          
           
             MY
             good
             Cousen
             ,
             to
             answere
             your
             kinde
             Letter
             ,
             if
             there
             were
             any
             thing
             heere
             worth
             the
             writing
             ,
             I
             would
             not
             haue
             beene
             so
             long
             silent
             ,
             but
             such
             are
             the
             occurrents
             in
             these
             places
             ,
             as
             are
             either
             not
             worth
             the
             noting
             ,
             or
             better
             vnspoken
             the●
             written
             :
             for
             loue
             in
             youth
             is
             ●o
             full
             of
             idleness●
             ,
             and
             malice
             in
             age
             so
             malicious
             ,
             that
             vertue
             is
             so
             hid
             vp
             in
             corners
             ,
             that
             there
             is
             little
             or
             nothing
             spoken
             of
             her
             account
             .
             For
             the
             man
             of
             the
             Moone
             ,
             I
             leaue
             him
             to
             waite
             on
             the
             Sunne
             ,
             but
             if
             he
             haue
             a
             mind
             to
             any
             Starre
             ,
             I
             leaue
             him
             to
             follow
             his
             owlight
             :
             for
             his
             watery
             element
             ,
             since
             it
             is
             all
             in
             cloudes
             ,
             let
             it
             hang
             in
             the
             Ayre
             ,
             I
             will
             not
             meddle
             with
             his
             louing
             Astronomy
             .
             For
             Connies
             ,
             I
             am
             no
             Warrener
             ,
             and
             therefore
             let
             them
             that
             haue
             the
             keeping
             of
             the
             groundes
             ,
             looke
             to
             their
             game
             :
             I
             haue
             small
             sport
             in
             such
             idlenesse
             :
             but
             for
             a
             peece
             of
             mutton
             ,
             a
             young
             lambe
             is
             worth
             fiue
             old
             Connies
             ,
             and
             he
             that
             is
             not
             glad
             of
             such
             a
             feast
             ,
             let
             him
             fast
             for
             his
             dinner
             .
             For
             our
             new
             disease
             ,
             it
             is
             with
             many
             men
             in
             the
             head
             ,
             ●
             women
             in
             the
             tongue
             ,
             seruants
             grow
             great
             libertines
             ,
             and
             children
             are
             sicke
             of
             the
             parents
             :
             and
             for
             neighbours
             ,
             there
             is
             so
             much
             loue
             in
             the
             streets
             ,
             that
             there
             is
             almost
             none
             in
             the
             houses
             :
             and
             therefore
             besides
             other
             ordinarie
             diseases
             ,
             we
             want
             no
             plagues
             to
             make
             vs
             looke
             into
             our
             sinnes
             .
             But
             God
             amend
             all
             ,
             for
             one
             s●arc●
             mend
             an
             other
             :
             and
             therefore
             entreating
             you
             to
             haue
             patience
             with
             me
             till
             the
             next
             weeke
             ;
             when
             you
             shall
             heare
             of
             the
             best
             Newes
             that
             come
             to
             my
             hands
             ,
             I
             rest
             :
             in
             bounden
             good
             will.
             
          
           
             
               Yours
               as
               mine
               owne
               .
               N.
               R.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             disswading
             from
             marriage
             .
          
           
             SWeete
             Cousen
             ,
             I
             am
             sorie
             to
             heare
             ,
             that
             being
             so
             well
             at
             ease
             ,
             you
             wil
             coosin
             your self
             of
             your
             quiet
             :
             and
             for
             want
             of
             a
             worlds
             hell
             ,
             you
             will
             put
             your selfe
             into
             a
             purgatorie
             with
             a
             wife
             :
             but
             if
             it
             may
             be
             that
             I
             speake
             in
             time
             :
             heare
             what
             I
             s●y
             ,
             〈◊〉
             shee
             be
             faire
             ,
             it
             may
             b●eed
             iealousie
             :
             if
             foul●
             ,
             dis●ike
             ,
             ●nd
             chau●ge
             :
             if
             rich
             ,
             take
             
             h●●d
             of
             prid●
             :
             if
             poore
             ,
             mis●rie
             :
             if
             young
             ,
             bew●re
             the
             w●nt●●
             :
             if
             ●l●
             ,
             take
             heed
             of
             the
             ●eldame
             :
             if
             wise
             ,
             sh●●
             will
             gouern●
             thee
             :
             i●
             foolish
             ,
             she
             will
             fret
             thee
             :
             how
             deare
             soeuer
             she
             loue
             thee
             ,
             she
             will
             sometime
             or
             other
             ,
             either
             crosse
             or
             fl●tter
             thee
             :
             and
             therfore
             ,
             if
             thou
             wilt
             be
             ruled
             by
             a
             friend
             ,
             let
             neither
             old
             nor
             young
             ,
             faire
             nor
             ●eu'●
             trouble
             thee
             :
             beleeue
             me
             ,
             as
             I
             haue
             read
             ,
             these
             are
             y
             e
             properties
             of
             most
             wiues
             :
             to
             weaken
             strrin●th
             ,
             to
             trouble
             wit
             ,
             to
             e●ptie
             purses
             ,
             and
             to
             breed
             humors
             :
             but
             if
             I
             be
             deceiued
             in
             my
             reading
             ,
             or
             mine
             Author
             in
             his
             writing
             ,
             either
             in
             altering
             your
             course
             ,
             or
             prouing
             your
             comfort
             ,
             tel
             me
             your
             minde
             when
             we
             meete
             .
             Till
             when
             ,
             wishing
             you
             continuance
             of
             that
             quiet
             ,
             wherein
             you
             now
             liue
             ,
             or
             the
             true
             contentment
             of
             the
             best
             loue
             :
             leauing
             to
             your
             discretion
             ,
             the
             mannaging
             of
             your
             affection
             ,
             I
             commit
             you
             to
             the
             Almightie
             .
          
           
             
               
                 Thine
                 euer
                 ●s
                 his
                 owne
                 .
                 T.
                 W.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             The
             answere
             .
          
           
             GOod
             Cou●●n
             ,
             I
             find
             your
             kindnesse
             aboue
             your
             knowledge
             ,
             in
             mistaking
             paradice
             for
             purgato●ie
             :
             for
             ,
             a
             wife
             is
             y
             ●
             wealth
             of
             the
             minde
             ,
             and
             the
             welfare
             of
             the
             heart
             :
             where
             the
             best
             iudgement
             of
             Reason
             findes
             Discretions
             contentment
             .
             May
             b●
             is
             a
             ●oubt
             :
             but
             what
             is
             ,
             must
             be
             regarded
             ,
             in
             which
             ●ence
             I
             an●
             pleased
             :
             where
             youth
             with
             beautie
             ,
             and
             wit
             with
             ●ert●●
             ,
             haue
             power
             to
             command
             ,
             where
             kindness●
             must
             obey
             .
             Pouertie
             I
             feare
             not
             ,
             and
             wealth
             I
             seeke
             not
             :
             but
             it
             sufficeth
             ●e
             to
             seeke
             no
             other
             fortune
             ●o
             :
             the
             summe
             of
             my
             worlds
             happinesse
             :
             where
             the
             auoyding
             of
             euill
             ,
             and
             the
             hope
             of
             good
             ,
             makes
             me
             know
             more
             comfort
             then
             you
             are
             able
             to
             cōceiue
             ,
             till
             you
             enter
             into
             that
             course
             ,
             wher●
             in
             the
             ●oy
             of
             loue
             is
             the
             second
             blessednesse
             of
             this
             life
             .
             What
             shall
             I
             say
             ,
             but
             that
             I
             know
             not
             what
             to
             say
             ,
             to
             expresse
             the
             perfection
             of
             this
             pleasure
             ,
             that
             puts
             downe
             all
             idle
             imaginations
             :
             from
             which
             ,
             hoping
             to
             see
             thee
             remoued
             ,
             when
             I
             next
             see
             thee
             .
             Till
             then
             and
             ●uer
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Thine
               as
               thou
               knowest
               .
               B.
               D.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             A
             kinde
             Letter
             of
             a
             Creditor
             for
             mony
             .
          
           
             SI●
             ,
             I
             pray
             you
             take
             it
             not
             vnkindly
             ,
             that
             I
             write
             thus
             earnestly
             vnto
             you
             ,
             for
             more
             necessitie
             ,
             then
             will
             hath
             v●ged
             me
             vnto
             it
             :
             my
             m●ny
             is
             not
             much
             ,
             and
             you
             well
             able
             to
             discharge
             it
             ,
             the
             day
             of
             paiment
             is
             past
             ,
             and
             I
             haue
             great
             occasion
             to
             vse
             it
             ,
             my
             losses
             by
             sea
             ,
             and
             ill
             Creditors
             by
             land
             ,
             make
             me
             strain
             curtesse
             with
             my
             friends
             ,
             for
             their
             good
             helpe
             in
             an
             extremitie
             ,
             yet
             d●●
             I
             desire
             nothing
             but
             my
             due
             :
             but
             as
             I
             was
             readie
             to
             lend
             ,
             I
             would
             be
             glad
             to
             receiue
             ,
             with
             that
             fulnesse
             of
             good
             will
             ,
             that
             may
             continue
             our
             kindnesse
             .
             I
             write
             not
             this
             ,
             as
             doubting
             your
             discretion
             ,
             but
             t●
             intreat
             your
             patience
             ,
             if
             your
             purse
             be
             not
             in
             tune
             :
             for
             were
             I
             as
             I
             haue
             bene
             ,
             and
             hope
             to
             be
             ,
             I
             had
             rather
             beare
             ●oo
             long
             ,
             then
             as●●
             too
             soone
             ,
             especially
             of
             so
             good
             a
             friend
             ,
             as
             I
             haue
             alwaies
             found
             of
             your selfe
             .
             Consider
             therefore
             of
             my
             case
             ,
             and
             in
             your
             kindnes
             answere
             me
             :
             Time
             is
             pretious
             ,
             and
             therfore
             least
             by
             disapointment
             ,
             I
             be
             disfurnished
             ,
             and
             so
             perhaps
             discredited
             ,
             I
             pray
             you
             speed●
             your
             answere
             :
             which
             ,
             howsoeuer
             ,
             shall
             be
             welcome
             :
             and
             therfore
             ,
             ●arnestly
             intreating
             you
             ,
             to
             helpe
             me
             now
             ,
             that
             I
             may
             the
             better
             ●uil
             your
             kindnesse
             hereafter
             ,
             with
             many
             thankes
             for
             your
             great
             fauours
             ,
             which
             cannot
             be
             forgotten
             to
             be
             deserued
             :
             I
             take
             my
             leaue
             further
             at
             this
             time
             to
             trouble
             you
             ,
             but
             will
             rest
             in
             what
             I
             shall
             be
             able
             euer
             to
             pleasure
             you
             ,
             to
             make
             you
             know
             how
             much
             I
             loue
             you
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               louing
               friend
               at
               commaund
               .
               T.
               R.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             The
             debters
             Answere
             .
          
           
             SIr
             ,
             your
             request
             is
             so
             reasonable
             ,
             and
             your
             kindnes
             so
             much
             ,
             that
             for
             a
             greater
             matter
             then
             your
             demand
             ,
             if
             my
             purse
             were
             not
             in
             tune
             ,
             I
             would
             strain
             my
             credit
             very
             farre
             for
             you
             :
             ●eare
             then
             with
             my
             a
             little
             forgetfu●●es
             of
             my
             day
             ,
             and
             thinke
             it
             ●o
             trouble
             to
             my
             patience
             ,
             to
             be
             put
             in
             minde
             of
             my
             credit
             :
             your
             sea
             losses
             I
             am
             sor●●
             for
             ,
             and
             wish
             your
             recouery
             by
             land
             .
             Debters
             that
             will
             not
             pa●e
             ,
             make
             Cred●●ors
             they
             cannot
             lend
             :
             but
             for
             my selfe
             ,
             to
             make
             you
             know
             ,
             how
             much
             interest
             you
             haue
             in
             my
             affection
             ,
             let
             me
             tell
             you
             ,
             that
             though
             by
             some
             inexpected
             expences
             ,
             I
             am
             short
             of
             my
             hoped
             reckoning
             ,
             yet
             vpon
             the
             receit
             of
             your
             Letter
             ,
             I
             haue
             bene
             th●s
             carefull
             for
             you
             :
             your
             money
             I
             haue
             sent
             you
             ,
             and
             as
             much
             more
             for
             so
             long
             time
             ,
             I
             will
             lend
             you
             ,
             which
             you
             shall
             rec●i●e
             of
             this
             bearer
             :
             and
             in
             my
             Letter
             ,
             the
             day
             of
             paiment
             ,
             which
             if
             it
             may
             pleasure
             you
             so
             much
             as
             I
             wish
             you
             ,
             I
             am
             glad
             I
             had
             it
             for
             you
             :
             how●oeuer
             it
             fall
             out
             ,
             vse
             it
             to
             your
             owne
             discretion
             :
             and
             so
             far
             be
             alwaies
             assured
             of
             my
             loue
             ,
             that
             my
             word
             and
             deed
             shall
             be
             all
             one
             in
             your
             comfort
             .
             And
             so
             leauing
             ceren●on●ous
             complements
             ,
             in
             vnfained
             good
             will
             ,
             I
             rest
             ;
             Alwaies
             to
             my
             vttermost
             power
             .
          
           
             
               Yours
               as
               mine
               owne
               .
               D.
               W.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             Newes
             .
          
           
             TO
             performe
             my
             promise
             in
             my
             last
             Letter
             ,
             my
             kinde
             ,
             and
             best
             Couzen
             ,
             you
             shall
             vnderstand
             ,
             of
             such
             occurrents
             ,
             as
             I
             heare
             goe
             currant
             for
             truth
             :
             I
             heare
             there
             are
             certaine
             olde
             people
             ,
             that
             speake
             much
             of
             Prophecies
             ,
             where
             they
             set
             it
             down●
             for
             a
             certaine
             rule
             ,
             that
             this
             yeare
             ,
             and
             many
             to
             come
             ,
             he
             that
             wants
             mony
             in
             his
             purse
             ,
             and
             a
             friend
             in
             the
             Court
             ,
             may
             walke
             into
             the
             Country
             ,
             and
             picke
             strawes
             for
             his
             comfort
             :
             for
             the
             lawe
             
             is
             verie
             daungerous
             for
             begging
             ,
             and
             Charitie
             is
             so
             cold
             ,
             that
             the
             poore
             must
             starue
             ,
             rather
             then
             the
             rich
             will
             want
             .
             Old
             men
             shall
             neuer
             be
             young
             againe
             in
             this
             world
             ,
             and
             beautie
             in
             a
             young
             woman
             ,
             will
             not
             let
             her
             know
             her selfe
             .
             Honestie
             without
             wit
             ,
             will
             die
             on
             the
             foole
             ,
             and
             craft
             without
             credit
             ,
             will
             labour
             to
             little
             purpose
             .
             In
             summe
             ,
             there
             will
             be
             a
             great
             plague
             among
             the
             poore
             with
             lacke
             of
             mony
             ,
             among
             fooles
             for
             lacke
             of
             wit
             ,
             and
             knaues
             ,
             for
             lacke
             of
             honestie
             :
             but
             it
             may
             be
             ,
             Nature
             may
             alter
             her
             course
             in
             many
             things
             ,
             and
             Prophecies
             may
             fall
             out
             in
             contrarieties
             .
             Howsoeuer
             it
             be
             ,
             welcome
             that
             comes
             on
             Gods
             name
             :
             and
             so
             ,
             hoping
             thou
             louest
             no
             legerdemaine
             ,
             nor
             wil●●e
             led
             away
             with
             blind
             Prophecies
             ,
             writing
             this
             only
             for
             exercise
             of
             a
             merry
             humor
             ,
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               Thine
               what
               mine
               .
               P.
               R.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             The
             Answere
             .
          
           
             SUch
             idle
             Prophets
             as
             you
             méete
             with
             ,
             haue
             such
             kind
             of
             matter
             as
             you
             write
             of
             :
             but
             let
             the
             world
             wagge
             as
             it
             list
             ,
             there
             is
             not
             a
             truer
             wagge
             in
             the
             worlde
             then
             thy selfe
             :
             and
             were
             it
             not
             ,
             that
             I
             feare
             my
             Letter
             would
             come
             to
             light
             ,
             I
             would
             answer
             you
             in
             your
             kinde
             .
             But
             to
             be
             short
             ,
             let
             me
             tell
             you
             ,
             that
             lawes
             are
             good
             to
             take
             order
             with
             such
             outlawes
             ,
             as
             after
             prodigalitie
             ,
             put
             themselues
             vpon
             Charitie
             .
             And
             yet
             to
             crosse
             your
             rule
             of
             little
             experience
             ,
             old
             men
             may
             haue
             young
             humors
             ,
             faire
             wenches
             ,
             put
             wise
             men
             to
             their
             wittes
             ,
             and
             honestie
             ,
             may
             thriue
             with
             a
             mean
             trade
             ,
             when
             a
             craftie
             knaue
             may
             loose
             by
             his
             c●●●ing
             broking
             .
             As
             for
             the
             plague
             ,
             I
             feare
             me
             it
             is
             neuer
             from
             you
             :
             for
             if
             neighbors
             agree
             ,
             yet
             their
             wiues
             may
             fall
             out
             :
             and
             while
             the
             poore
             fret
             ,
             and
             the
             riche
             frowne
             ,
             there
             is
             little
             hope
             of
             health
             ,
             where
             the
             world
             is
             so
             out
             of
             quiet
             .
             And
             therefore
             hoping
             that
             you
             haue
             wit
             inough
             ,
             to
             beware
             the
             knaue
             and
             the
             foole
             ,
             and
             to
             make
             your
             choise
             of
             best
             company
             :
             wishing
             your
             continuance
             of
             your
             good
             humor
             ,
             with
             thankes
             for
             your
             waggish
             Letter
             ,
             I
             rest
             ,
             in
             our
             old
             league
             .
          
           
             
               
                 Yours
                 as
                 mine
                 〈◊〉
                 .
                 R.
                 W.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             perswading
             to
             marriage
             .
          
           
             DEare
             Couzen
             ,
             I
             ●oo
             not
             a
             little
             wonder
             at
             your
             solitary
             life
             ,
             and
             more
             at
             your
             little
             care
             to
             match
             your selfe
             in
             marriage
             with
             some
             virgin
             worthy
             your
             loue
             :
             wil
             you
             leaue
             the
             world
             without
             memorie
             of
             your
             name
             ,
             your
             inheritance
             to
             no
             issue
             of
             your
             owne
             honour
             ,
             and
             runne
             a
             course
             of
             too
             little
             comfort●
             Me●thinketh
             ,
             that
             your
             knowledge
             of
             the
             diuersitie
             of
             ●ariet●●s
             should
             settle
             your
             content
             vpon
             some
             especiall
             vertue
             :
             what
             if
             some
             women
             be
             aged
             ,
             some
             are
             youthfull
             ,
             and
             some
             fr●war●
             ,
             other
             may
             be
             kinde
             :
             and
             some
             wanton
             ,
             there
             are
             better
             stayed
             :
             and
             some
             sullains
             ,
             some
             are
             louing
             :
             and
             is
             there
             n●n●
             can
             fit
             your
             humor
             ?
             God
             forbid
             :
             the
             lawe
             of
             Nature
             ,
             the
             lawe
             of
             Reason
             ,
             the
             lawe
             of
             God
             doth
             wil
             it
             ,
             that
             loue
             breed
             encrease
             by
             a
             vertuous
             coniun●tion
             ,
             which
             cannot
             be
             performed
             ,
             without
             the
             honor
             of
             this
             course
             .
             Bastards
             wil
             be
             witnesses
             of
             their
             parents
             wickednesse
             ,
             when
             natural
             children
             are
             the
             ioy
             of
             their
             Fathers
             :
             and
             ●
             a
             true
             louing
             wife
             ,
             is
             worth
             a
             thousand
             wilde
             walkers
             :
             her
             care
             in
             the
             house
             ,
             her
             kindnes
             at
             the
             Table
             ,
             and
             her
             comfort
             in
             the
             bed
             ,
             are
             pleasures
             better
             conceiued
             then
             expressed
             :
             fall
             thē
             ab●●rd
             with
             such
             a
             Bird
             ,
             as
             you
             may
             hold
             for
             your
             Phoenix
             ,
             and
             thinke
             thy
             mind
             at
             best
             libertie
             when
             it
             is
             ●ree
             fr●m
             the
             bandes
             of
             folly
             .
             In
             ●ne
             ,
             let
             me
             intreat
             thée
             to
             make
             thy
             house
             a
             home
             ,
             thy
             wi●e
             thy
             worldes
             loue
             ,
             and
             thy
             children
             thine
             earths
             ioy
             :
             which
             as
             I
             hope
             ●hou
             wil●
             be
             glad
             to
             haue
             ,
             I
             shall
             be
             glad
             to
             see
             .
             For
             good
             spéede
             whereof
             ,
             in
             hartie
             praier
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               
                 Thy
                 louing
                 Co●●en
                 ,
                 R.
                 W.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             His
             Answere
             .
          
           
             MY
             kinde
             Couzen
             ,
             I
             sée
             you
             are
             better
             redde
             then
             experienced
             :
             for
             Batchellers
             wiues
             ,
             and
             Maidens
             chi●●ren
             ,
             are
             pretie
             things
             to
             plaie
             withall
             :
             but
             he
             that
             knowes
             many
             daungers
             ,
             wil
             take
             héed
             of
             all
             .
             A
             wife
             is
             an
             euerlasting
             substance
             ,
             which
             if
             it
             be
             not
             of
             the
             better
             nature
             ,
             is
             a
             perillous
             thing
             to
             meddle
             ●ithall
             :
             for
             if
             it
             catch
             hold
             of
             the
             hands
             ,
             it
             may
             put
             the
             heart
             to
             a
             
             fore
             paine
             :
             and
             the
             Phoenix
             is
             such
             a
             figure
             ,
             as
             if
             I
             must
             find
             hee
             in
             a
             woman
             ,
             I
             feare
             me
             I
             must
             séeke
             a
             great
             way
             for
             her
             .
             For
             the
             lawes
             that
             you
             speake
             of
             ,
             I
             yéeld
             to
             truth
             ,
             but
             loue
             is
             so
             nice
             an
             humor
             ,
             that
             he
             ●l●ome
             settles
             in
             a
             place
             :
             for
             Bastards
             ,
             I
             loue
             not
             the
             bréed
             :
             and
             better
             children
             wil
             doo
             well
             when
             they
             come
             :
             For
             bed
             and
             boord
             ,
             and
             those
             trickes
             ,
             let
             them
             ioy
             in
             them
             that
             haue
             them
             ,
             when
             I
             f●nd
             time
             I
             wil
             thinke
             on
             them
             :
             in
             the
             mean
             time
             ,
             more
             at
             quiet
             in
             my
             lodging
             with
             a
             friend
             ,
             then
             perhaps
             I
             may
             be
             at
             home
             with
             a
             wife
             ,
             not
             forswearing
             marriage
             ,
             nor
             peasting
             to
             purgatory
             ,
             in
             stead
             of
             a
             mistaken
             paradise
             :
             wishing
             thy
             prayers
             for
             my
             better
             happinesse
             ,
             then
             loues
             idlenesse
             ,
             and
             if
             I
             doo
             marry
             to
             be
             kindly
             matched
             :
             I
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               
                 Thine
                 a●
                 mine
                 owne
                 .
                 D.
                 L.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             of
             vnkindnesse
             vpon
             a
             deniall
             of
             a
             Courtesie
             .
          
           
             IF
             my
             deserts
             had
             not
             excéeded
             my
             desire
             ,
             I
             would
             haue
             hate●
             the
             nature
             of
             my
             humor
             ,
             which
             loues
             nothing
             lesse
             then
             to
             be
             too
             much
             beholding
             :
             my
             request
             was
             not
             much
             ,
             and
             the
             grant
             but
             easie
             :
             howsoeuer
             for
             ill
             fashion
             ,
             the
             excuse
             ●ay
             be
             cunningly
             framed
             :
             but
             though
             I
             conceiue
             vnkindnesse
             in
             this
             course
             ,
             I
             can
             rather
             grieue
             then
             be
             angry
             :
             for
             I
             wil
             mistrust
             my
             wit
             ,
             til
             I
             sée
             too
             much
             of
             my
             sorrow
             :
             and
             loue
             my
             friend
             ,
             though
             I
             be
             plaine
             with
             his
             patience
             :
             be
             content
             therefore
             rather
             to
             let
             me
             tell
             you
             of
             my
             discontent
             ,
             then
             to
             couer
             a
             dissimulation
             ,
             and
             to
             wish
             your
             better
             regard
             of
             my
             affection
             ,
             then
             to
             giue
             me
             iust
             cause
             to
             touch
             the
             care
             of
             your
             discretion
             ,
             which
             in
             denying
             a
             triflle
             ,
             may
             loose
             a
             greater
             benefit
             :
             but
             not
             to
             goe
             too
             farre
             in
             impatience
             ,
             let
             me
             thus
             grow
             to
             an
             ende
             :
             Friendship
             once
             grounded
             is
             not
             easily
             remoued
             :
             and
             therefore
             being
             assured
             of
             my
             loue
             ,
             beare
             with
             my
             dislike
             :
             and
             wherein
             I
             may
             better
             pleasure
             you
             ,
             doubt
             not
             the
             ill
             requi●all
             of
             vnkindnes
             ,
             for
             I
             can
             chide
             and
             not
             be
             angry
             ,
             and
             better
             loue
             you
             ,
             then
             tell
             you
             so
             .
             And
             so
             intreating
             your
             reasonable
             answere
             for
             my
             satisfaction
             ,
             I
             rest
             :
             all
             displeasure
             set
             apart
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               louing
               friend
               .
               N.
               S.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             His
             answere
             .
          
           
             YOur
             humorous
             kind
             of
             writing
             ,
             puts
             me
             to
             studie
             for
             an
             Answere
             :
             for
             your
             anger
             without
             cause
             ,
             may
             moue
             caul●
             of
             anger
             :
             you
             know
             you
             might
             commaund
             what
             I
             am
             ,
             and
             will
             you
             haue
             mor●
             ?
             Conce●t
             may
             be
             deceiued
             ,
             and
             so
             kind●●sse
             abused
             ,
             and
             suspition
             of
             impatience
             hath
             the
             least
             part
             of
             dis●r●●on
             .
             Excuses
             are
             idle
             among
             fr●●nds
             ,
             and
             therefore
             words
             shall
             be
             deferred
             till
             our
             meeting
             :
             when
             s●●ing
             your
             owne
             f●ul●
             ,
             you
             will
             not
             thinke
             amisse
             of
             your
             friend
             ,
             grieue
             not
             then
             without
             cause
             ,
             nor
             be
             carried
             away
             with
             conceit
             :
             and
             as
             you
             know
             my
             nature
             ,
             commaund
             my
             loue
             ,
             which
             is
             farre
             from
             the
             thought
             to
             make
             a
             friend
             beholding
             :
             be
             not
             discontent
             with
             a
             den●all
             ,
             till
             you
             haue
             better
             reason
             of
             displeasure
             ,
             but
             measure
             me
             with
             your
             ●●lfe
             ,
             and
             you
             shall
             finde
             smal
             cause
             of
             difference
             :
             if
             there
             be
             any
             ,
             let
             kindnesse
             dispute
             it
             ,
             reason
             confesse
             ●t
             ,
             an●
             patience
             b●●re
             it
             ,
             so
             shall
             friends
             be
             themselues
             ,
             and
             you
             and
             I
             shall
             not
             fall
             out
             .
             So
             hoping
             that
             you
             wil
             sat●●fie
             your selfe
             with
             this
             answer●
             ,
             ti●
             we
             m●●t
             to
             talke
             further
             of
             the
             matter
             ,
             I
             conclude
             with
             your
             kindnes
             ,
             and
             rest
             euer
             .
          
           
             
               
                 Yours
                 ,
                 as
                 you
                 kn●w
                 ,
                 T.W.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             A
             Letter
             to
             an
             vnthankfull
             person
             .
          
           
             I
             Haue
             heard
             that
             a
             Prince
             sometime
             ordeining
             a
             punishment
             for
             all
             offences
             ,
             le●t
             Ingratitude
             to
             the
             gods
             to
             plague
             ,
             as
             p●●●
             man●
             power
             to
             punish
             ●●ough
             :
             the
             Tale
             may
             well
             be
             true
             ,
             con●●dering
             the
             vilenesse
             of
             such
             a
             nature
             ,
             as
             I
             thinke
             the
             ●●ke
             liueth
             not
             in
             the
             shape
             of
             man.
             Couldest
             thou
             not
             only
             forget
             ,
             but
             abuse
             my
             kindnesse
             ,
             and
             so
             make
             a
             monster
             of
             a
             wicked
             shadow
             :
             I
             could
             not
             haue
             beleeued
             it
             ,
             had
             I
             not
             too
             we●l
             proue●
             it
             :
             but
             I
             wish
             you
             would
             leaue
             the
             humor
             ,
             least
             it
             make
             a
             lo●thsome
             nature
             :
             and
             though
             I
             wil
             not
             reuenge
             a
             wrong
             vpon
             a
             〈…〉
             to
             much
             basenesse
             ,
             yet
             wil
             I
             learne
             to
             know
             the
             condition
             of
             so
             much
             
             vilenesse
             ,
             and
             as
             well
             warne
             my
             friends
             from
             an
             enemy
             ,
             as
             further
             abuse
             mine
             own
             wit
             with
             so
             mistaking
             of
             a
             friend
             ,
             In
             briefe
             therefore
             ,
             let
             me
             tell
             you
             ,
             as
             I
             know
             you
             ,
             I
             regard
             you
             ,
             and
             as
             I
             found
             you
             I
             leaue
             you
             ,
             as
             one
             fit
             ,
             if
             there
             lacked
             a
             Card
             ,
             to
             put
             in
             the
             stock
             for
             a
             wicked
             help
             .
             And
             so
             sorie
             to
             haue
             lost
             so
             much
             time
             to
             write
             to
             you
             ,
             I
             wish
             all
             the
             world
             that
             knowes
             you
             ,
             to
             hate
             you
             .
          
           
             
               Your
               enemy
               from
               the
               heart
               .
               D.
               M.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             His
             answere
             .
          
           
             HOw
             straungely
             men
             will
             write
             ,
             that
             impatience
             doth
             put
             out
             of
             order
             ?
             a
             good
             turne
             is
             lost
             ,
             when
             it
             is
             cast
             in
             the
             receiuers
             teethe
             :
             and
             abuse
             misconceiued
             ,
             can
             hardly
             be
             well
             excused
             :
             consider
             better
             of
             what
             is
             done
             ,
             then
             wrong
             the
             meaning
             of
             a
             good
             minde
             ,
             and
             you
             shall
             finde
             without
             excuse
             ,
             no
             true
             cause
             of
             displeasure
             :
             If
             the
             information
             of
             malice
             haue
             moued
             choller
             without
             iudgement
             ,
             poore
             men
             must
             endure
             the
             misery
             of
             euill
             fortune
             :
             against
             my selfe
             I
             wil
             confesse
             nothing
             ,
             but
             referre
             time
             to
             decide
             all
             doubts
             ,
             when
             Truth
             shall
             put
             the
             differences
             betwixt
             a
             shadow
             and
             a
             better
             substance
             .
             So
             leauing
             ill
             humors
             to
             like
             mindes
             ,
             and
             good
             thoughts
             to
             better
             natures
             ,
             hoping
             to
             finde
             you
             your selfe
             ,
             which
             wil
             be
             farre
             inough
             from
             that
             you
             write
             :
             In
             spight
             of
             the
             diuel
             I
             commit
             you
             to
             God
             :
             and
             so
             rest
             .
          
           
             
               
                 Your
                 friend
                 whether
                 you
                 will
                 or
                 no●
                 .
                 D.
                 R.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             A
             Letter
             to
             laugh
             at
             ,
             after
             the
             old
             fashion
             of
             〈◊〉
             :
             to
             a
             Maide
             .
          
           
             AFter
             my
             hartic
             commendations
             ,
             trusting
             in
             God
             that
             you
             are
             in
             good
             health
             as
             I
             was
             a●
             the
             writing
             ●●r●o●
             ,
             with
             my
             Father
             and
             my
             Mother
             ,
             my
             bro●hers
             and
             sisters
             ,
             and
             all
             my
             good
             friends
             ,
             thankes
             be
             to
             God.
             The
             cause
             of
             my
             writing
             to
             you
             at
             this
             time
             is
             ,
             that
             E●len
             ,
             I
             do
             hear
             since
             my
             ●●●●ing
             from
             Wakefield
             ,
             when
             you
             know
             ,
             what
             ta●ke
             ●re
             bad
             together
             at
             the
             sign●
             of
             the
             ble●
             Cuc●oe
             ,
             and
             how
             you
             did
             gi●e
             me
             your
             hand
             ,
             and
             swear
             that
             you
             would
             not
             forsake
             me
             for
             all
             the
             wo●●de
             ,
             and
             how
             you
             made
             me
             buy
             a
             Ki●ng
             and
             a
             ●art
             ,
             that
             cost
             me
             right●●●e
             pene●
             ,
             which
             I
             left
             with
             you
             ,
             and
             you
             gaue
             me
             a
             Napkin
             to
             wear●●n
             my
             ●●t
             ,
             I
             thanke
             you
             ,
             which
             I
             will
             weare
             to
             my
             dying
             day●●nd
             I
             〈◊〉
             if
             it
             be
             true
             as
             I
             heare
             ,
             that
             you
             haue
             alt●red
             your
             minde
             ,
             and
             are
             made
             sore
             to
             my
             neighbour
             Hob●ins
             younger
             sonne
             ,
             truly
             Ellen
             you
             do
             not
             wel●
             in
             so
             doing
             ,
             and
             God
             wil
             p●a●●e
             you
             for
             it
             ,
             and
             I
             hope
             I
             shall
             liue
             and
             if
             I
             neuer
             haue
             you
             :
             for
             there
             are
             mo●e
             maides
             the●
             Maulkin
             ▪
             and
             I
             count
             my selfe
             worth
             the
             whis●ing
             .
             And
             therefore
             praying
             you
             to
             write
             me
             your
             answer
             by
             th●s
             bearer
             my
             friend
             ,
             touching
             the
             truth
             of
             all
             ,
             how
             the
             matter
             ●t●nd●
             with
             you
             ,
             I
             com●●●
             you
             to
             God.
             From
             Ca●lo●
             gr●●ne
             .
          
           
             
               
                 Your
                 true
                 Lo●er
                 .
                 R.
                 P.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             Her
             Answere
             .
          
           
             T●uly
             Roger
             ,
             I
             did
             not
             looke
             for
             such
             a
             Letter
             from
             your
             hands
             ,
             I
             would
             you
             should
             know
             ,
             I
             scorne
             it
             :
             Haue
             I
             gotten
             my
             Father
             and
             Mothers
             ill
             will
             for
             you
             ,
             to
             be
             so
             vsed
             at
             your
             hands
             ▪
             I
             p●rceiue
             ●
             you
             be
             so
             Iealous
             alreadie
             ,
             you
             would
             be
             somewhat
             an
             other
             day
             ,
             I
             am
             glad
             I
             finde
             you
             ,
             that
             you
             can
             beleeue
             any
             thing
             of
             me
             :
             but
             t
             is
             no
             matter
             ,
             I
             care
             not
             :
             send
             me
             my
             Napkin
             ,
             and
             you
             shall
             h●ue
             your
             King
             and
             your
             Hart
             ,
             for
             I
             can
             haue
             enough
             and
             I
             neuer
             see
             you
             more
             :
             for
             there
             are
             more
             Batchelers
             then
             Roger
             ,
             and
             my
             peny
             is
             as
             good
             siluer
             as
             yours
             :
             and
             therefore
             séeing
             you
             are
             so
             lustie
             ,
             euen
             put
             vp
             your
             pipes
             ,
             for
             I
             will
             haue
             no
             more
             to
             do
             with
             you
             :
             And
             so
             ●nsaying
             all
             that
             euer
             hath
             bene
             said
             betwixt
             us
             ,
             make
             your
             choyse
             where
             you
             list
             ,
             I
             know
             where
             to
             be
             loued
             :
             and
             so
             I
             end
             .
             From
             Wakefield
             .
          
           
             
               M.
               R.
               
            
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .