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Page 11 - N man of the countre, the whiche for busines came vp to London, lost his purse as he wente late in the euenynge: And by cause the somme therin was great, he sette vp bylles in dyuers places, that if any man of the cyte had founde the purse, and wolde brynge it agayne to him, he shulde haue welle for his laboure. A gentyll man of the Temple wrote vnder one of the byls, howe the man shulde come to his chamber, and tolde where.
Page 9 - A POURE begger, that was foule, blacke and lothlye to beholde, cam vpon a tyme vnto mayster Skelton the poete, and asked him his almes. To whom mayster Skelton sayde : I praye the, gette the awaye fro me : for thou lokeste as though thou earnest out of helle. The poure man, perceyuing he wolde gyue him no thynge, answerd : For soth, syr, ye say trouth, I came oute of helle. Why dyddest thou nat tary styl there, quod mayster Skelton ? Mary, syr, quod the begger, there is no roume for...
Page 52 - Florence dwelled an inholder, whos wyfe was nat very dangerous 2 of her tayle. Vpon a nyghte as she was a bed with one of her louers, there came a nother to haue lyen with her. Whan she herde him come vp the ladder, she met him, and bade hym go thence, for she hadde no tyme than to fulfylle his pleasure. But for all her wordes he wolde nat go a waye, but stylle preaced * to come in. So longe they stode chydinge, that the good man came vpon them, and asked them why they brauled so. The woman, nat...
Page 5 - A MAN that wepynge folowed his wyfe to buryenge, rebuked his lyttel sonne, that wente with hym, bycause he sange, sayenge, that he was peuysshe and madde to synge at his mothers buryenge, but he shulde rather be sory and wepe. The chylde answered : Father, seynge ye gyue to these prestes money to synge at my mothers buryenge, why be ye angry with me, that aske you nothynge for my syngynge ? His father aunswered : the preestes offyce and thyne is nat all one. By this tale ye may perceyue that all...
Page 102 - WHAT tyme Denyse the tyranne vnderstode that his sonne, that shulde reigne after hym, had commytted aduoutry with a worshypfull mans wyfe, angerly he sayde to hym : dyd I, thy father, euer suche a dede ? The yonge man answered : no, ye had not a kynge to your father. Nor thou, sayde Denyse, art not lyke to haue a "sonne a kynge, excepte thou leaue commyttynge of suche wyckedde dedes. IT Of Pomponius the Romayne, that was brought before Mithridates. ex. T POMPONIUS, a noble man of Rome sore hurte...
Page 31 - I hard your hyghe voyce, I remembred my selye asse : for so he was wonte to braye bothe nyghte and daye. And this, good mayster, caused me to wepe. Thus the lewde brayer, rather than preacher, confuted with his folysshenes, wente his...
Page 103 - POMPONIUS, a noble man of Rome sore hurte and wounded, was taken and brought before Mithridates, whiche asked hym this questyon : if I cure and heale thy woundes, wylte thou than be my frende ? He answered hym agayne thus : if thou wylte be a frende to the Romaynes, thou shalt than haue me thy frende. This was a noble stomacke, that preferred the welth of his countrey before his owne helth.
Page 61 - Therfore lette vs close his eyes, and laye his hands a crosse, and cary hym forth to be buryed. And than they sayde lamentynge one to an other : O ! what a losse haue we of this good felowe, our frende ? The foole laye stylle, as one [that] were deade ; yea, and thought in his mynde, that he was deade in dede. So they layde hym on a bere, and caryed hym through the cite. And whan any body asked them what they caryed, they sayd the corps of Nigniaca to his graue.
Page 60 - ... good morowe, and than asked him, if he were nat yl at ease ? No, quod the foole, I ayle nothynge, I thanke God. By my faith, ye haue a sickely pale colour, quod the other, and wente his waye. Anone after, an other of them mette hym, and asked hym if he had nat an ague : for your face and colour (quod he) sheweth that ye be very sycke. Than the foole beganne a lyttel to doubt, whether he were sycke or no : for 'he halfe beleued that they sayd trouth.
Page 2 - A FRYERE that preached vpon a saynt Christofers daye, greatly laudynge saynte Christopher, sayde : what a prerogatyue hadde he here in erthe, in his armes to beare our Sauioure? was there euer any lyke hym in grace : A homely blount felowe heryng him aske twyse or thryse that question so ernestly, answered : yes mary, The asse that bare both hym and his mother.