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<DIV1 TYPE="title page">
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<P>The honour of the Gentle-Craft Expre&s;&s;ed in three &s;tories: The fir&s;t o<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="right margin cropped or obscured" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1+ letters"> <HI>Hugh</HI> and fair <HI>Winifred.</HI> The &s;econd of <HI>Cri&s;pin</HI> and <HI>Cri&s;piannus.</HI> The third of Sir <HI>Symon Eyre,</HI> wh<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="right margin cropped or obscured" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1+ letters"> all profe&s;&s;ed the Gentle-craft, and were Shoo-makers.</P>
<P><HI>Newly written.</HI></P>
<P>With plea&s;ant new &s;ongs to be &s;ung on <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> nigh<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="right margin cropped or obscured" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1+ letters"></P>
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<FIGDESC>woodcut of man kneeling before gentlewoman</FIGDESC>
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<P><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="left margin cropped or obscured" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1+ letters">rinted by <HI>A. Clark</HI> for <HI>T. Pa&s;&s;enger</HI> on <HI>London</HI> Bridg, 1674</P>
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<HEAD>Of Saint <HI>Winifreds</HI> Well.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>FAir <HI>Winifred</HI> a Virgin was,</L>
<L>Who from the Brittains came,</L>
<L>Being Daughter to <HI>Donwallo,</HI> who</L>
<L>In <HI>Flint-&s;hire</HI> then did raigne.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>All offers &s;he of love refus'd,</L>
<L>And to her prayers did return;</L>
<L>And like a taper of Virgins wax,</L>
<L>With holy flames did burn.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And as &s;he liv'd, &s;o did &s;he dye.</L>
<L>As fame, report, doth tell.</L>
<L>By that &s;ame &s;pring which yet is cal'd,</L>
<L>Saint <HI>Winifreds</HI> fair Well.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Which of her holy virgin life,</L>
<L>Doth &s;till the&s;e tokens &s;how:</L>
<L>The &s;pring is clear, the Mo&s;&s;e is &s;weet</L>
<L>That round about doth grow.</L>
</LG>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="chapter">
<PB REF="3">
<HEAD><HI>Chap.</HI> 1.
<Q><L><HI>Of Sir <HI>Hughes</HI> love to <HI>Winifred;</HI></HI></L>
<L><HI>Who &s;uffered death like lovers true:</HI></L>
<L><HI>The rea&s;on of the Gentle-Craft,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And S. <HI>Hughes</HI> bones you here may view.</HI></L></Q></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>WHen <HI>Cupid</HI> with his golden bow</L>
<L>Had &s;hot Sir <HI>Hugh</HI> unto the heart,</L>
<L>Then he a lovers griefe did know,</L>
<L>For wounds of love doe inward &s;mart;</L>
<L>But that which did increa&s;e his pain,</L>
<L>Was fair <HI>Winifreds</HI> di&s;dain.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For often times he &s;ought her love,</L>
<L>And by faire&s;t meanes a&s;&s;aid,</L>
<L>If that her fan&s;y he might move,</L>
<L>Who was re&s;olv'd to live a maid,</L>
<L>To gain her love Sir <HI>Hugh</HI> did try,</L>
<L>But <HI>Winifred</HI> did &s;till deny.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Who having but &s;ome years before,</L>
<L>Receiv'd the Chri&s;tian faith of late:</L>
<L>Her former &s;innes &s;he did deplore,</L>
<L>For&s;aking all her fathers &s;tate.</L>
<L>And to her heades and prayers fell,</L>
<L>Living by a Springing well.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="4">
<L>Which when once <HI>Hugh</HI> did hear,</L>
<L>Vnto the well he did repair,</L>
<L>And found his <HI>Winifred</HI> fiting there</L>
<L>Like an angel bright and fair:</L>
<L>Whom with the&s;e words he did &s;alute,</L>
<L>And thus began to urge his &s;uite.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>All health to faire&s;t <HI>Winifred,</HI></L>
<L>Have pity on me deare&s;t love,</L>
<L>Re&s;tore my joyes which now are fled:</L>
<L>And of my &s;ervice now approve,</L>
<L>Let me not dye thus unregarded,</L>
<L>Love with love &s;hould be rewarded.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But <HI>Winifred</HI> with angry look,</L>
<L>From chiding him could &s;car&s;e refrain,</L>
<L>And having in her hand a book,</L>
<L>She mildly thus reply'd again:</L>
<L>Sir <HI>Hugh,</HI> leave off to &s;eek my love,</L>
<L>Which I have plac'd on things above,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And take this an&s;wer once for all</L>
<L>With this &s;ir <HI>Hugh</HI> to weep began,</L>
<L>And like a living funeral,</L>
<L>He went from thence both pale and wan,</L>
<L>And being full of grief and woe,</L>
<L>Vnto the Sea re&s;olves to go.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="4">
<L>And quickly he arriv'd in <HI>France,</HI></L>
<L>Where traviling on to <HI>Italy,</HI></L>
<L>Fair Ladies did begin to glance</L>
<L>Vpon &s;ir <HI>Hugh</HI> with wonton eye.</L>
<L>But yet he thought their Beauty rare,</L>
<L>Could not with <HI>Winifred</HI> compare.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And when to <HI>Venice</HI> once he came,</L>
<L>The Curtezans much love did &s;hew,</L>
<L>To rai&s;e in him an amorous flame,</L>
<L>But they in vain the fire did blow:</L>
<L>For fitting like a male-content,</L>
<L>On <HI>Winifred</HI> his thoughts he bent.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Nor could they win him by their art,</L>
<L>Which onely brought into his mind,</L>
<L>The love of her to whom his heart,</L>
<L>Like to a pri&s;oner was confin'd,</L>
<L>For &s;till the&s;e flames did fre&s;hly burn,</L>
<L>Which made him back again return.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And being now for <HI>England</HI> bound,</L>
<L>The Ship did &s;ail with gentle winds,</L>
<L>Till by and by they quickly found,</L>
<L>That raging <HI>Neptune</HI> was inclin'd</L>
<L>To ca&s;t the Ship and all away:</L>
<L>Which made &s;ir <HI>Hugh</HI> devoutly pray:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="5">
<L>And at the la&s;t his prayers were heard,</L>
<L>For now the day began to clear:</L>
<L>And <HI>Englands</HI> chaulky &s;hore appeared,</L>
<L>So that the Ship did anchor there,</L>
<L>And here &s;ir <HI>Hugh</HI> did come to &s;hore,</L>
<L>At <HI>Harwich</HI> very weake and poore.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For all his money being gone,</L>
<L>You may &s;uppo&s;e his heart was &s;ad:</L>
<L>And to him&s;elf he made great moane</L>
<L>Vntil he met a merry lad:</L>
<L>Who was a Shoo-maker by trade,</L>
<L>Who bid him not to be di&s;made</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>With him &s;ir <HI>Hugh</HI> had &s;oone agreed.</L>
<L>Into the Country for to goe,</L>
<L>That he might &s;upply his need,</L>
<L>For he was loath him&s;elf to &s;how,</L>
<L>Or in his tattered cloaths appeare,</L>
<L>Vnto his <HI>Winifred</HI> &s;o deare.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Who now in Pri&s;on did remaine.</L>
<L>For <HI>Diocle&s;ian</HI> in tho&s;e dayes,</L>
<L>Did like a cruell tyrant raigne,</L>
<L>And &s;ought by divers bloody wayes,</L>
<L>The Chri&s;tian faith how to &s;uppre&s;s:</L>
<L>Which faire <HI>Winifred</HI> did profe&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="5">
<L>Which when once &s;ir <HI>Hugh</HI> did heare,</L>
<L>That with a &s;hoo-maker then wrought</L>
<L>He tooke his wages for that year,</L>
<L>And therewithal new cloathes he bought:</L>
<L>And &s;o to <HI>Flint-&s;hire</HI> back he went,</L>
<L>Where <HI>Winifred</HI> was re&s;ident.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Where being come he heard by fame,</L>
<L>How <HI>Winifred</HI> inpri&s;oned was:</L>
<L>And cau&s;e he did extoll by name,</L>
<L>Her Virgin faith which did &s;urpa&s;&s;e:</L>
<L>Sir <HI>Hugh</HI> with this beautious Maid,</L>
<L>In a Pri&s;on &s;trong was laid.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And condemned was to dye,</L>
<L>With <HI>Winifred</HI> to &s;uffer death.</L>
<L>Who both did &s;hew much con&s;tancy,</L>
<L>Meaning to re&s;ign their breath,</L>
<L>Like loving Martyrs, that their love,</L>
<L>Might be crowned in heaven above</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And while the&s;e faithful Lovers lay,</L>
<L>In the Pri&s;on both together:</L>
<L>The Shoo-makers came every day,</L>
<L>And in kindne&s;s did pre&s;ent,</L>
<L>Yeelding them &s;o grear reliefe,</L>
<L>As did much a&s;&s;wage their griefe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="6">
<L>The Shoo-makers mo&s;t faithfully,</L>
<L>Did come unto him in di&s;tre&s;s,</L>
<L>And while he did in pri&s;on lye,</L>
<L>Much kindne&s;s to him did profe&s;s.</L>
<L>Thus the Shoo-makers were true</L>
<L>And faithful ever to Sir <HI>Hugh.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Who their kindne&s;s to require,</L>
<L>Gentlemen did name them all,</L>
<L>And their trade, to do them right,</L>
<L>The Gentle-Craft he then did call,</L>
<L>And in this &s;ong before his end,</L>
<L>The Shoo makers he did commend.</L>
</LG>
<FLOATEXT LANG="eng" TYPE="song">
<LG>
<L>THe Shoo-makers I needs mu&s;t prai&s;e,</L>
<L>Who ready were at all a&s;&s;ayes,</L>
<L>To help me at my want and need,</L>
<L>Such friends are true friends indeed.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For when I was mo&s;t ca&s;t down,</L>
<L>And fortune &s;eem'd on me to frown.</L>
<L>The Gentle-craft I took in hand,</L>
<L>And thereby I my living gain'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="6">
<L>Our &s;hooes we &s;owed, and merry were,</L>
<L>Our Land lords rent we did not fear.</L>
<L>And now to rai&s;e the Shoo-makers fame,</L>
<L>The Gentle-Craft I will it name.</L>
</LG>
</FLOATEXT>
<LG>
<L>ANd this &s;ame title they keep &s;till,</L>
<L>Which unto them &s;ir <HI>Hugh</HI> then gave,</L>
<L>And ever mor<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"> continue will:</L>
<L>For in their mi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="2 letters"> they did engrave</L>
<L>The memory of good &s;ir <HI>Hugh:</HI></L>
<L>Who to the trade much love did flew.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But now the di&s;mal day was come,</L>
<L>That <HI>Winifred</HI> and &s;ir <HI>Hugh</HI> mu&s;t dye:</L>
<L>Who like the Lambs receiv'd their doom.</L>
<L>The Tyrants thir&s;t to &s;atisfie.</L>
<L>And &s;o unto that &s;pring they came,</L>
<L>Which retaineth &s;till her name:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>There a Scaffold rai&s;ed was,</L>
<L>On which the&s;e pri&s;oners mounted were:</L>
<L>She in beauty did &s;urpa&s;s,</L>
<L>He with a countenance mo&s;t clear,</L>
<L>No thine could their hearts di&s;may:</L>
<L>It &s;eem'd to them a marriage day.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="7">
<L>Kindly then they did embrace.</L>
<L>Being full of cha&s;te de&s;ires,</L>
<L>Fear could never them deface,</L>
<L>While their love to heaven a&s;pires,</L>
<L>And having &s;o with earth made even.</L>
<L>They ki&s;t in hopes to meet in heaven.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then <HI>Winifred</HI> her love to &s;how,</L>
<L>De&s;ired thot &s;he fir&s;t might dye:</L>
<L>And did de&s;ire her freind &s;ir <HI>Hu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">h,</HI></L>
<L>To learn of her true con&s;ta<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="2 letters">y,</L>
<L>And learne how to re&s;ign his breath,</L>
<L>Who like a Lamb there bled to death.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Tyrant, &s;aith &s;he, I &s;acrifice</L>
<L>My blood to wa&s;h away my &s;ins,</L>
<L>And I &s;ee even with the&s;e eyes,</L>
<L>When life doth end then joy begins;</L>
<L>With that &s;he began to faint,</L>
<L>And as She liv'd dy'd like a Saint,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And all the while that &s;he did bleed,</L>
<L>Her blood in ba&s;ons they did keep:</L>
<L>And with it poy&s;on with all &s;peed,</L>
<L>Was mixt to bring eternal &s;leep,</L>
<L>Vnto &s;ir <HI>Hugh</HI> who there did dye,</L>
<L>Like to a Martyr con&s;tantly.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="7">
<L>And greedily he drank a cup</L>
<L>Of <HI>Winifreds</HI> &s;weete crim&s;on blood:</L>
<L>And then another he drank up,</L>
<L>Vntil he reeld whereas he &s;tood:</L>
<L>For now the poy&s;on did enflame,</L>
<L>And cruelly burn in each vaine.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou cruel tyrant, then &s;ayes he,</L>
<L>To <HI>Winifred</HI> I &s;acrifice</L>
<L>My life by thy &s;oul cruelty:</L>
<L>And with tho&s;e words he forthwith dies,</L>
<L>And now they are called being dead,</L>
<L>Saint <HI>Hugh and</HI> Saint <HI>Winifred,</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But Saint <HI>Hughes</HI> body did remain,</L>
<L>Hanging up even in that place,</L>
<L>Which the Shoo-makers did claime.</L>
<L>And finding him in &s;o bare a ca&s;e,</L>
<L>The Shoo-makers without delay,</L>
<L>Did &s;teale Saint <HI>Hughes</HI> bones away</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And all of them to &s;hew their love,</L>
<L>They and Saint <HI>Hugh</HI> while he did live,</L>
<L>His bones from thence they did remove</L>
<L>Which he to them before did give:</L>
<L>And their tooles they for his &s;ake,</L>
<L>Of Saint <HI>Hughes</HI> bones did make.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="8">
<L>And now when they do go abroad,</L>
<L>Into the Countrey to and fro,</L>
<L>They travel with a litte load,</L>
<L>For S. <HI>Hughes</HI> bones mu&s;t with them go,</L>
<L>And if you would their numbers know,</L>
<L>Read the&s;e ver&s;es here below.</L>
</LG>
<FLOATEXT LANG="eng" TYPE="poem">
<LG>
<L><HI>A drawer, a dre&s;&s;er, two Wedges, and a heel-block</HI></L>
<L><HI>Squar'd like a Dye, whereon we may knock,</HI></L>
<L><HI>A hand-leather, &amp; thumb-leather, to pull out &s;hoo-thred:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of needle and thimble we mu&s;t too be &s;ped,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The pincers, the pricking aule, and rubbing &s;tone,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The aule, &s;teele, and tackes, and &s;ow-haires well grovvn,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Whet&s;tone, &s;topping &s;tick, and paring knife</HI></L>
<L><HI>Do all belong to a Journey mans life,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in our apron, made of Lambs leather,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We &s;hrovvd S. Hughes bones from all vveather.</HI></L>
</LG>
</FLOATEXT>
<LG>
<L>Now he a forfeiture doth pay,</L>
<L>That cannot reckon his tooles in rime:</L>
<L>Sir <HI>Hughes</HI> bones unto this day,</L>
<L>The Shoo-makers do &s;till en&s;hrine</L>
<L>In their aprons thereby to &s;hew</L>
<L>Their faithfull love unto &s;ir <HI>Hugh.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="chapter">
<PB REF="8">
<HEAD><HI>Chap.</HI> 2.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>How the Emperours daughter Ur&s;ula,</L>
<L>with Cri&s;pine fell in love,</L>
<L>And were married by a Fryer:</L>
<L>and how the Emperour at la&s;t</L>
<L>Did of her choyce approve?</L>
<L>and granted their de&s;ire</L>
<L>And how the Shoo-makers with delight,</L>
<L>do &s;ing on <HI>Chri&s;pianus</HI> night.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<LG>
<L>WHen <HI>Maximinus</HI> ruled here,</L>
<L>Then <HI>Cri&s;pine</HI> and his brother</L>
<L>Young <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> coun&s;el'd were</L>
<L>By their mo&s;t tender mother,</L>
<L>To travel forth into the Land,</L>
<L>That they might &s;cape the Tyrants hand,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So being from their Mother gone,</L>
<L>The two young Princes went together,</L>
<L>Like two pretty Lambs alone,</L>
<L>Straying on they knew not whethet:</L>
<L>Vntil at la&s;t by chance they came,</L>
<L>Vnto a Town cal'd <HI>Fever&s;ham.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But as they travel'd on the way,</L>
<L>Being now come unto the Town:</L>
<L>Some Shoemakers by peepe of day</L>
<L>Vnto their work were now &s;et down,</L>
<L>Who merrily did &s;it and &s;ing,</L>
<L>As their work they did begin.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="9">
<L>The&s;e brothers knocked at the doore,</L>
<L>And for a &s;ervice they did ask:</L>
<L>Telling them they were true but poor</L>
<L>For povertie is like a mask.</L>
<L>Which did their princely beauty hide,</L>
<L>Or el&s;e they would have been di&s;cryde.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Shoo-maker both and his wife,</L>
<L>Did like the pretty boyes right well:</L>
<L>And ask'd them of their former life,</L>
<L>While they a fained tale did tell:</L>
<L>But at the la&s;t &s;hort work to make,</L>
<L>They for their &s;ervants did them take.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus they unto their work did frame,</L>
<L>And plea&s;ed their Ma&s;ter &s;o,</L>
<L>That he the&s;e brothers did maintaine,</L>
<L>That they no want did know.</L>
<L>Who in a little time did learn,</L>
<L>The trade, and did their living earne.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And now their ma&s;ters fame was &s;pread,</L>
<L>His Shooes was &s;ent for farre and neere:</L>
<L>And t'was reported that he bred</L>
<L>His Iourney-men with love and feare:</L>
<L>So that he did often u&s;e,</L>
<L>Vnto the Court to &s;end his Shooes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="9">
<L>It hapened that young <HI>Cri&s;pine</HI> came,</L>
<L>To bring &s;ome &s;hooes unto the Court:</L>
<L>Where the Emperors daughter &s;oon became</L>
<L>In love with him in earne&s;t &s;ort:</L>
<L>For <HI>Cupid</HI> with a powerful &s;haft.</L>
<L>Did mean to grace the Gentle-craft.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And having wounded thus her bre&s;t,</L>
<L>Fair <HI>Ur&s;ula</HI> did now begin,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">o be with pangs of love oppre&s;t:</L>
<L>But yet &s;he knew not how to winne</L>
<L><HI>Cri&s;pine</HI> to her hearts de&s;ire,</L>
<L>Who dur&s;t not to her Love a&s;pire.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yet love did make her now grow bold,</L>
<L>And when he came with &s;hooes again</L>
<L>Her love to him &s;he did unfold:</L>
<L>Which quickly did his heart enflame,</L>
<L>Yet at the fir&s;t he was amaz'd,</L>
<L>While he on her beauty gaz'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But yet at la&s;t he thus reply'd,</L>
<L>Madam, &s;tuce you are inclin'd,</L>
<L>To make your &s;elf poor <HI>Cri&s;pines</HI> bride</L>
<L>I &s;hall be glad to plea&s;e your minde;</L>
<L>And here my faith to you I bow:</L>
<L>If my &s;ervice you allow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="10">
<L>This being &s;aid they both agreed,</L>
<L>That they &s;hould meet within the parke,</L>
<L>Where a blind Fryer with all &s;peed,</L>
<L>Should marry them in the darke</L>
<L>The Fryer this knot had quickly tide,</L>
<L>Thus <HI>Uu&s;ula</HI> was <HI>Cri&s;pines</HI> bride.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And &s;o the Fryer they did di&s;mi&s;s</L>
<L>And royally they did him pay:</L>
<L>That the poor Fryer he did wi&s;h</L>
<L>All joy unto their wedding day,</L>
<L>And that they might be a happy pair,</L>
<L>Free from &s;ad annoy and care.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But now the place did them invite,</L>
<L>Being in the Park thus met,</L>
<L>For to ta&s;t of loves delight:</L>
<L>And while they were together &s;et,</L>
<L>Vpon her Virgin wax he &s;eal'd</L>
<L>The band of Love, which time reveal'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But now the&s;e lovers parted were,</L>
<L>Fair <HI>Ur&s;ula</HI> was plea&s;ed well:</L>
<L>But <HI>Cri&s;pine</HI> comming home did hear</L>
<L>The Iourney-men begin to tell:</L>
<L>How <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> was lately pre&s;t,</L>
<L>To be a Souldier with the re&s;t,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="10">
<L>For <HI>Maximinus</HI> hath &s;ent to <HI>France,</HI></L>
<L>An army of &s;tout men and tall,</L>
<L>In war to try their doubtfull chance,</L>
<L>Again&s;t the <HI>Per&s;ian</HI> General,</L>
<L>Who meeting bravely in the field.</L>
<L>Both &s;ides &s;corned much to yeeld,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>How <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> get much fame,</L>
<L>And when the Prince of <HI>Gaules</HI> did fight,</L>
<L>With brave <HI>Iphricrates</HI> by name,</L>
<L>Who re&s;cu'd him there in their fight,</L>
<L>And by his valour bore away,</L>
<L>All the glory of the day,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus nine moneths he abroad did &s;pend,</L>
<L>But when once that time expir'd,</L>
<L>Fair <HI>Ur&s;ula</HI> did to <HI>Cri&s;pine</HI> &s;end,</L>
<L>To have his coun&s;el &s;he required:</L>
<L>For now <HI>Ur&s;ula</HI> did feel</L>
<L>A Timpany with a double heel.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But <HI>Cri&s;pine</HI> with his dame did plot,</L>
<L>Entreating her for &s;ecrecy:</L>
<L>And &s;o at la&s;t a place they got,</L>
<L>Where &s;he might deliver'd be,</L>
<L>And here the Lady was brought a bed,</L>
<L>Who from her Fathers anger fled,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="11">
<L>And ju&s;t unto the Chri&s;tning day,</L>
<L>Come <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> back again,</L>
<L>VVho long in <HI>France</HI> had been away,</L>
<L>And there had gotten endle&s;&s;e fame.</L>
<L>Thus every thing did hit out right,</L>
<L>To increa&s;e joy and delight.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Aftet this &s;ame day was pa&s;t,</L>
<L>Being &s;pent in mirth and &s;port,</L>
<L><HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> did make ha&s;t,</L>
<L>VVith his letters to the Court,</L>
<L>VVhich when the Emperour did view,</L>
<L>VVith wonder he a&s;toni&s;ht grew.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> he did commend,</L>
<L>Taking a jewel from his neck,</L>
<L>VVhich he only did intend,</L>
<L>That he him&s;elf therewith might deck:</L>
<L>Thus it was <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> chance,</L>
<L>That the wars &s;hould him advance.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But this being pa&s;t and done:</L>
<L>News was to the Emperour brought,</L>
<L>That his daughter was newly come,</L>
<L>For whom before they had &s;o &s;ought:</L>
<L>And gave the Emperour to under&s;tand</L>
<L>That a Shoo-maker led her by the hand,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="11">
<L>The Emperour did them welcome make,</L>
<L>And welcom'd <HI>Cri&s;pine</HI> too by name</L>
<L>Bidding young <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> take</L>
<L>His daughter to advance his fame.</L>
<L>But <HI>Ur&s;ula</HI> did the &s;ame deny,</L>
<L>And to her Father thus reply.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Cri&s;pine</HI> &s;ayes &s;he de&s;erves my love,</L>
<L>Although a Shoo-maker be &s;eem,</L>
<L>Of him I always will approve,</L>
<L>And now to marry him I mean,</L>
<L>Dear father look upon this boy,</L>
<L>VVhich I do hope will prove your joy.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And &s;o <HI>Cri&s;pines</HI> Dame did bring</L>
<L>VVithin her armes the pretty child,</L>
<L>And dandling it began to &s;ing,</L>
<L>VVhile that the Infant &s;weetly &s;mil'd,</L>
<L>Yet though it lookt with cheerfull eyes,</L>
<L>The Emperour did the have di&s;pi&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But when that once he knew,</L>
<L>His Daughter was the Mother:</L>
<L>And that <HI>Cri&s;pine</HI> then in view</L>
<L>VVas <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> brother,</L>
<L>The Emperour greatly did rejoyce,</L>
<L>And confirm'd his daughters choyce.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="12">
<L>Then there was joy and triumph great,</L>
<L>And the &s;tory here doth &s;ay,</L>
<L>The Shoo-makers did leave their &s;eat,</L>
<L>And did make it holy-day.</L>
<L>And Poets did new masks invent,</L>
<L>For the Emperors merriment.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And afterward &s;till every year,</L>
<L>Vpon that day at night,</L>
<L>The Shoo-makers do make great cheer,</L>
<L>With &s;olace and delight,</L>
<L>This day doth light &s;till in <HI>October</HI></L>
<L>The Shoo-makers are then &s;carce &s;ober.</L>
</LG>
<DIV3 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>The Shoo-makers &s;ong on <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> night.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>YOu that the Gentle-craft profe&s;s,</L>
<L>unto my &s;ong give ear,</L>
<L>You &s;hall the &s;tory of <HI>Cri&s;pine,</HI></L>
<L>and <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> hear.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>They vvere the &s;ons unto a King,</L>
<L>of <HI>Logria</HI> by name,</L>
<L>Whom <HI>Maximinus</HI> put to death</L>
<L>and cruelly had &s;lain.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The &s;ons novv fearing to partake,</L>
<L>of his &s;ad tyranny,</L>
<L>Were by their Mother mo&s;t di&s;guis'd</L>
<L>who bid them for to flie.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="12">
<L>Unto a Shoomaker they came,</L>
<L>and entertained were:</L>
<L>Whereby the Gentle-craft</L>
<L>much graced did appear.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The&s;e Princes were of this &s;ame trade,</L>
<L>who both grevv up in fame:</L>
<L>For <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> went to the Wars,</L>
<L>and <HI>Cri&s;pin</HI> to Court came.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And &s;o it happened <HI>&V;r&s;ula,</HI></L>
<L>the Emperours daughter fair,</L>
<L>Did fall in love with <HI>Cri&s;pine</HI> young,</L>
<L>which bred her grief and care.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For not long after <HI>&V;r&s;ula</HI></L>
<L>with child by him did prove,</L>
<L>Such are the fruits which always do</L>
<L>proceed from &s;tolen love.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But he at length by help of friends,</L>
<L>the Emperours love did gain:</L>
<L>And <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> from the vva<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">s,</L>
<L>did back return with fame</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then let us all be merry here,</L>
<L>vvith &s;olace and delight:</L>
<L>And drink a health unto them both,</L>
<L>on <HI>Cri&s;pianus</HI> night.</L>
</LG>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="chapter">
<PB REF="13">
<HEAD><HI>Chap.</HI> 3.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>How Sir <HI>Simon Eyre,</HI></L>
<L>a Shoo-maker by trade:</L>
<L>A fea&s;t for all the Prentices,</L>
<L>upon <HI>Shrove-Tue&s;day</HI> made.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<LG>
<L>OVr Engli&s;h Chronicles do declare</L>
<L>A &s;tory worthy to be known</L>
<L>Of one by name &s;ir <HI>Simon Eyre,</HI></L>
<L>Who in a &s;hort time full rich was grown,</L>
<L>His parentage mean, yet his name</L>
<L>Liveth &s;till in la&s;ting fame.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This man came young out of the North,</L>
<L>And here he was a Prentice bound,</L>
<L>Vnto a Shoo-maker of good worth:</L>
<L>His Ma&s;ter no di&s;like yet found,</L>
<L>With his Prentice but all was well,</L>
<L>And afterwards it thus befell.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Simon</HI> with other Prentices more,</L>
<L>Vpon a Sunday morning went,</L>
<L>As they had often done before,</L>
<L>To eae &s;ome pudding-pyes was their intent.</L>
<L>But when the &s;hot came once to pay,</L>
<L><HI>Simon</HI> thus to them did &s;ay,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB REF="13">
<L>My Ma&s;ters and friends here all,</L>
<L>Of my empty pur&s;e take pitty;</L>
<L>And I do vow if it &s;o befall,</L>
<L>That I am Lord Major of this City,</L>
<L>If you my word will now but take,</L>
<L>A breakfa&s;t for you I will make.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The other Prentices took his word,</L>
<L>And for that time they paid the &s;hot:</L>
<L>But afterward it was re&s;tor'd,</L>
<L>For he &s;uch wealth and trea&s;ure got,</L>
<L>That in &s;hort time this <HI>Simon Eyre,</HI></L>
<L>VVas made Sheriff, and after Major.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>His promi&s;e then he kept in mind,</L>
<L>So that a breakfe&s;t he did make,</L>
<L>For all the Prentices he could find,</L>
<L>VVho kept it holiday for his &s;ake.</L>
<L>And that his love might be expre&s;t,</L>
<L>Vpon Shrobe Tue&s;day did them fea&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And afterward Sir <HI>Simon Eyre,</HI></L>
<L>Did build up Leaden-Hall:</L>
<L>That Shoo-makers might &s;o repair</L>
<L>Vnto the Tanners &s;tall.</L>
<L>Thus for Shoo-makers he did provide,</L>
<L>And afterwards in honour dy'd.</L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
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