THE GOL­DEN BOKE OF MARCVS AVRELIVS EMPE­ROVR AND ELO­QVENT ORATOVR.

ANNO. M.D.XXXVI.

THE TABLE.

  • OF the birthe and lynage of Marke Aurely An­thony emperour. Cap. primo.
  • ¶What maysters Marke Aurely had in his youthe. cap. ii.
  • ¶What sciences Marcus the emperour ler­ned, And of a meruaylous letter that he sent to Polion. capitulo. iii.
  • ¶Howe for the wysedome of Marcus many wise menne floryshed in his tyme. capit. iiii.
  • ¶Of the emperour Marcus sonne named Verissimus. capit. v.
  • ¶What wyse and auncient men Marcus chose to instruct his sonne. cap. vi.
  • ¶Howe it chaunced to fyue wyse menne, wherfore they were put out of the emperours house. cap. vii.
  • ¶Howe the emperour reasoned with the maysters that shulde lerne his sonne. cap. viii.
  • ¶Howe the maisters of princis ought to kepe them from vices. cap. ix.
  • ¶Howe the emperour Marcus nouryshed the princessis his doughters. capit. x.
  • ¶Howe Marcus the emperour did chose and proued his sonnes in lawe. cap. xi.
  • ¶What the emperour Marcus sayde to the father of a yonge manne, that wolde mary one of his doughters. capitulo. xii.
  • ¶Howe a sonne in lawe oughte to be well examined er he be accepted to his purpose. ca. xiii.
  • ¶Howe Marc the emperour fauoured al noble exercyses, and hated trewandes and fooles. cap. xiiii.
  • ¶Of the good conuersation of this emperour Marcus Aurelius. cap. xv.
  • [Page]¶Of the feast that the Romaynes kept to the god Iano in Rome, and what chaunced to the sayd emperour there. cap. xvi.
  • Howe Marcus the emperour aunswered a senatour in the senate. capitulo. xvii.
  • Howe the emperour Marcus deuyded the howres of the daye for the busynesses of thempire. capitulo. xviii.
  • The aunswere of Marke themperour whan Faustine his wyfe demaunded the key of his study. capi. xix.
  • The emperour reherseth the perylles of them that haunte women excessyuely. capitul. xx.
  • The emperours answere to Faustine for that she sayd, she was with chylde. capit. xxi.
  • How tidynges was brought to thēperour, that the Mau­ritaynes wolde conquere great Brytayn. cap. xxii.
  • What the emperour said to them of his courte in eschew­inge ydelnes. capit. xxiii.
  • Of the peryllous lyuynge of them that haunte the courte continually. capit. xxiiii.
  • Howe themperour wold haue theym of his courte to lyue, capitulo. xxv.
  • Of a meruaylous and fearefull monster that was sene in Scicile, and of his writynges. cap. xxvi.
  • What befell to a citesen of Rome in the tyme of this em­perour Marcus. capi. xxvii.
  • Of a great pestilēce that was in Italy in this emperours tyme. cap. xxviii.
  • Howe Marcus ansewred his physitions that wolde haue hym leaue his study. cap. xxix.
  • Howe science ought to be in prnicis. capi. xxx.
  • What a villayne sayde to the Senatours of Rome in the presence of the emperour. cap. xxxi.
  • Of dyuers other thynges that the vyllayn sayd before the [Page] senate. capi. xxxii.
  • Howe the emperour desyred the welthe of his people, and the people his welthe. cap. xxxiii.
  • Howe the emperour gaue Lucilla his doughter lycence to sporte her at his palays. cap. xxxiiii.
  • What Marcus the emperour sayd to a Senatour as tou­chynge triumphes. capit. xxxv.
  • Of the great reproche that the emperour gaue to his wife Faustine and her doughter. capit. xxxvi.
  • Howe the emperour counsayled Faustyne to eschewe ylle occasions of her doughter. cap. xxxvii.
  • What thought Marcus the emperour toke for the mary­age of his doughters. cap. xxxviii.
  • Of a sycknes, wherof the emperour dyed, of his age, and where he dyed. cap. xxxix.
  • The wordes of Panutius, secretary to themperour, at the houre of his dethe. cap. xl.
  • Howe the emperour demaunded to haue in wrytynge all that the secretary had sayd. cap. xli.
  • The answere of themperour to Panutius. cap. xlii.
  • What the emperour sayd to the maysters of his sonne and to the rulers thempire. cap. xliii.
  • Howe the emperour at the howre of his death, sent for his sonne, and declared to hym, who shulde gouerne the em­pyre. cap. xliiii.
  • What the emperour sayde to his sonne at the howre of his deathe. cap. xlv.
  • Of other more partycular counsels gyuen by themperour to his sonne. capit. xlvi.
  • Of dyuers and particular recommendations, whiche the emperour commaunded his sonne. cap. xlvii,
  • Of the laste wordes that the emperour spake to his sonne, and of the table that he gaue hym. ca. xlviii.
  • [Page]A letter sent by Marcus Aurelius to Pyramon his speci­all frende. The fyrste▪ letter.
  • A letter sent by Marcus the emperour to Cornelius, of the trauayle of warre, and vanitie of triumphe. the .ii. letter
  • To Torcatus beinge at Gayette in consolation of his ba­nyshement. The .iii. letter.
  • A letter to Domitius of Capue to comfort him in his ba­nyshmente. The .iiii. letter.
  • A letter sent fro themperour to Claudius & Claudine his wyfe, bycause they beinge olde liued as yonge personnes. The fyfthe. letter.
  • A letter sent from Marcus the emperour to Labinia a Romaine wydowe for to comforte her for the deathe of her housebande. the .vi. letter.
  • A letter sente by Marke the emperour to Cyncinatus his frend, bycause he beinge a gentilman became a marchant, the .vii. letter.
  • A letter sent from Marc the emperour to Catulus censo­rius▪ that was sorowfull for the death of his sonne Ve­rissimus. The .viii. letter.
  • A letter sent by Marc the emperour to Marcurino, beynge at Sanny nowe called Benauent. The .ix. letter.
  • A letter sent by Marc themperour, to Antigonus, comfor­tynge hym in a sorowefulle case, the .x. letter.
  • A nother letter sente by Marc the Emperour to the same Antigonus ageynst cruell iudges, The .xi. letter.
  • A letter sent by Marke to Lambert gouernour of the yle of Helespont, whan he dyd banyshe the vacaboundes fro Rome, the .xii. letter.
  • A letter sent by Marc the emperour to Catulus his special frende of the nouelties of Rome. the .xiii. letter.
  • A letter sent by Marc thēperour to the amorous ladyes of Rome, bycause they made a play of hym, the .xiiii. letter.
  • [Page]A letter sente by Marke the emperour to Boemia a louer of his that wolde haue goone with hym to the warres. The .xv. letter.
  • The aunswere to the emperours letter sente by Boemia. The, xvi. letter.
  • A letter sente by Marke themperour to Matrine a yonge maiden of Rome, of whome he was enamoured, seynge her at a wyndowe. The .xvii. letter.
  • A nother letter sent by Marke the emperour to the sayde gentyll woman Matryne. The .xviii. letter.
  • A letter sent by Marke the emperour to Libia a fayre ladye Romayne. The .xix. letter,
FINIS TABVLE

LVCRECIA ROMANA

THOMAS BERTHELETVS

THE PROLOGVE.

AS the tyme is an inuenter of nouelties, and a register certayne of thynges aunciente, and at the ende tyme gyueth ende to that suffrethe ende: The trouthe all onely amonge all thin­ges is priuileged, in suche wyse, that whanne the tyme semethe to haue broken her wynges, than as im­mortall she taketh her force. There is nothynge so entier, but it diminisheth, nor nothynge so hole, but that is wery, nor nothynge so strong, but that it breaketh, nor nothyng so wel kept, but that it corrupteth. Soo all these thynges tyme acheueth and burieth, but onely trouthe, the whiche (of the tyme and of all thynge that is in the tyme) trium­pheth. Neyther to be fauoured of the good, nor to be per­secuted of the yll, may be, but that somtyme trouth may be stopped and hydde, but whan it is displeased, and wyl dis­please, than at the laste she commeth to a good porte, and taketh londe. The fruites in the spryngyng tyme haue not the vertue to gyue sustenaunce nor perfyte swetenesse to satisfie the taste of them that eatetth therof: but thanne passeth the season of sommer, and haruest comethe, whi­che tyme dothe better rype them, and thanne that that we doo eate dothe profyte vs, the profe therof is ryghte saue­rynesse, and gyuethe the more force and vertue, and the greatter is the taste. I wyll in these fyrste wordes saye, that in the fyrste aeges menne were more estemed by theyr meke customes and delycatenes, than they were after re­proued by their grosse and rude vnderstandynges. Cer­taynely somme of the aunciente philisophers, I speake of the mooste aunciente, as welle Caldees as Grekes, who fyrste lyfted theym selues to regarde the sterres of the he­uen, and surmounted the hyghe mounte of Olympius, there to contemplate and regarde the influences of the [Page] planettes in the heuen: I dare well saye, that they haue rather merited pardon by theyr ignoraunces, than pray­synge or grace by their wysedome. These were the fyrste that wolde serch the trouthe of the elementes of the heuen, and yet they were the fyrste that dyd so we errours in thin­ges natural of the erthe. Homere in his Illiade said these wordes in speakynge of philosophers: I prayse nothyng the knowlege of myn auncesters, but I can them greatte thanke and prayse, in that they desyred knowlege. This was welle sayde of Homer. For if amonge the aunciente men had not rayned suche ignoraunce, there had not ben soo many sectes and parcialities in euery schole. He that hath redde the auncient antiquities of the philosophers, shall not denay me, the presumption of the knowledge and ignorance of that they desired to knowe, the whiche is chiefe cause, that science is not all one. There is greatte nombre of parcialities, Cynitiens, Catoniens, Peripati­ciens, Academyens, and Epicuriens, who were as contra­ry in their opinions, as dyuers in their naturalities. I wil not that my penne be so dismeasured to reproue soo moche the auncient men, that the glorie all onely shoulde abyde with them that be present. Truely if he merite guardon and prayse, that sheweth me the way, wherby I thynke to passe: yet no lesse meriteth he that sheweth and aduisethe me of the waye, wherby I maye fayle. The ignoraunce of the auncient men hath ben but as a guyde to aduyse and aduertise all other, and bycause they erred, we haue foūd sith the waye, to their great prayse, and to our gret shame. I say that if we that be no we present had benne than, wo had knowen lesse than they dydde. And if they that were than were nowe at this houre, they shoulde surmounte vs in knowlege. And that this is trewe, tt appereth wel. For the auncient sages, with their diligēce to know the trouth, [Page] by their close and ferme made the wayes: But we by our slouthe folowe not the open wayes. Than to the purpose that I wyll saye, we that be nowe present, canne not com­playne of them that haue bene, but that the trouthe (the which accordynge to Aule. Gel. is doughter of the tyme) In this tyme of the worlde declarethe to vs the errours that we oughte to flee, and the trouthe of the doctrine that we ought to folowe. But as nowe the humayne malyce is so experte, and the vnderstandynge of mortall menne is so dulle, that in tyme of nede, in goodnes of wyt we fayle and in all yll we knowe more than we ought to knowe. In suche wyse, that some with one parte of the more, and some with lesse, al presume to wyn the game. And though this be true, yet it is but a smalle thynge to that we abyde fore: There is so moche that we oughte to knowe. For the moste that we knowe, is the least parte of that we be ignorant of, as the thynges natural, accordyng to the va­rietie of the tyme, lyke maner dothe the operations of the elementes. In semblable wise in thynges mortall, as the ages hath succeded, so are discouered the sciences. For certayne all the fruites cometh not together. Whan one fay­leth an other begynneth to entre in reason. I wylle saye, that neyther all doctours amonge christen menne, nor all the philosophers amonge the gentylles were concurrante in one tyme, but after the deathe of one good, an other came better. The hygh and supreme wysedome, the whi­che all meane thynges gouerneth by Iustice, and depar­teth it accordynge to his bountie, wyll not that at oone tyme the worlde shulde want or be destitute of sage men, nor at an other tyme want of symple personnes: some de­syringe the fruite, and some the leaues. In such sort that they shulde haue enuy of that other were impeched. This auncient world that ranne in Saturnus dayes, the whi­che [Page] other wyse was called the golden worlde, the whiche was so estemed of them that sawe it, and soo moche pray­sed of theym that harde the writynge therof, and soo mo­che desired of them that felt no parte therof, was not gold by the sages that dyd gylte it, but bycause that there was none yll that did vngylt it. This our age nowe is of iron: yet it is not called of yron, for faute of sages, but bycause the malycious people surmounte. I confesse one thynge, and I thynke I shall haue manye wyll fauour me in the same, that there was neuer in the worlde so moche people teachynge vertue, and soo fewe folowynge the same. Aul. Gele sayth in his boke, that the ancient sages were holden in reputation, bycause there were fewe teachers and ma­ny lerners: & at this houre it is contrary, there be but fewe lerners and many teachers. The small esteme that the sa­ges be in at this tyme maye be sene by greatte veneration that the philosophers were holden in as than, the whiche thynge was trewe: Homer among the grekes, Salomom amonge the Hebrewes, Lygurge amonge the Lacedemo­nyens, Lyuie amonge the Romayns, Cicero amonge the Latines, Apolonius Thianeus amonge all the barbarike nations. I desyre to haue ben in all these ages, whan the worlde was so ryche of sage persons, and so poore of sym­ple persons, whan they assembled out of ferre countreys, and of dyuers realmes and strange nations: not all one­ly to haue hard their doctrines, but also to haue sene their persones. I thynke I am not begyled in the histories, for whan Rome in his moste prosperitie was hyghest in try­umphe, Titus Liuius dothe write it in his histories, and the glorious saynt Ierome affirmethe it in the prologe of the byble, that mo people came to Rome to se the eloquen­ces of the bokes, more than to ioy any Romayne trumph. Whan Olympias was delyuered of her chylde the great [Page] Alexander, Philip her husbande and father to the yonge chylde wrote a letter to Arestotle, wherin he sayde: I gyue greate graces to the goddes, not all onely that they haue gyuen vnto me a sonne, but bycause they haue gyuen him to me in the tyme that thou mayste be his mayster, and he thy disciple. Marc Aurele the emperour, of whom this presente boke entreatethe, he speakynge of hym selfe wrote to Polion these wordes: Frende I wyl thou knowe, that I am not made emperour by reason of the bloude of my pre­decessours, nor yet for the fauour of my lynage nowe pre­sent, but it was bycause I haue ben always a frende and louer of the sage people, and enmy to them that haue noo good knowlege. Ryght happy was Rome to chose so va­lyant an emperour, and ryghte fortunate was that empe­rour to come to suche an empire, not by patrimonye but by sagenes. And if that aege was glorious in ioyinge of his persone, no lesse it is to vs to ioye of his doctrines. I wyll intitle this boke the Golden boke. It maye be called golden, bycause in so high estimation it holdethe the ver­tuous, discoueringe in theyr tyme this boke with the sen­tences, as these princes holdethe their myndes of golde in theyr Indes. But I saye that at this houre there be moo hartes banyshed into the Indes of golde, than to employ them to rede the werkes of this boke. Salust saythe, that there ought great glory be gyuen to them that haue done there hygh and great actes: And that there oughte no les fame and renowme be gyuen to those that in a good style haue written them. In this case I confesse to deserue noo merites for my traduction or any fame, but I demaunde pardon of all them that be sage, for the fawtes that they shall fynde therin. For excepte the diuine letters, there is nothynge soo well written, but that there maye be founde necessitie of correction, lyne, and sensure. Semed this to [Page] to be trewe, by that Socrates was reproued of Plato, and Plato of Aristotle, Aristotle of Abenruyz, Scilio of Sulpice, Lelie of Varro, Marinꝰ of Tome, Enio of Ho­race, Senec of Aule Gele, Estratocles of Strabo, Tesato of Galene, Hermagore of Cicero, Origen of saint Ierom, saynt Ierome of Ruffyn, and Ruffyn of Donate? Sythe that in them and in theyr werkes there hath ben correcty­on, who were men of hyghe knowlege, it is no reason that I shulde be in their fraternitie, seinge that I knowe so ly­tel as I do to the examynation of wise and vertuous men. To them I submyt this present warke, and to theym that haue ben suche, I them require to be contente to be the re­ders, and not iuges therof. It were no pacience to suffre, nor lawe to permytte, that a thynge that a sage personne with great maturite and delyberation hath written, to be dispraysed by a symple persone. For ones redynge, often­tymes the auctours and wryters are dyspraysed, not of them that can traduce and compose werkes: but of them that can not vnderstande them, and yet lesse rede theym. I saye further of aduantage, that dyuers haue written of the tyme of the sayde Marke Aureleo emperour, as Hero­dian wrote lyttel, Eutropio lesse, Lampridio yet lesse, Iu­lius Capitolyn some what more. The writinges of them and of other semeth rather epitomes than histories. There is difference betwene this writynge, and that they wrote by herynge saye: but they by whome I haue composed this present warke, they were wytnesse by syghte, and not by herynge of other, but they wrote what they sawe them selfe: That is to say among the maysters, who lerned the said emperour their sciēces, there were thre, that is to say, Iunto Rastico, Cina Catule, and Sexto Cheronense, ne­ue we to the greatte Plutarke. These bene they that haue written this present historie, Sexto Cheronense in greke, [Page] and the other two in latyne. I thinke of this historie is but small notice, bycause vnto this houre it hath not be seene imprinted. Whan I departed from the college of my stu­dy, and wente to preache in the palays, where I sawe soo many newe nouelties in the courtes, I delybered my selfe with greatte desyre to knowe thynges, and gaue my selfe to serche and knowe thinges aunciente. And the case for­tuned on a day, redynge an historie, I founde therin mat­ter to be noted in a pistel, and it semed to me so good, that I put all myne humayne forces to serche farther. And af­ter in reuoluyng dyuers bokes, serchyng in dyuers libra­ries, and also speakynge with diuers sages of dyuers re­almes, finally I founde this tretise in Florence, amonge the bokes left there by Cosme de Medicis, a man of good memory. I haue vsed in this writinge, the whiche is hu­mayne, that that dyuers tymes hath ben vsed in diuinitie, that is to reduce, not worde for word, but sentence for sen­tence. We other interpretours are not bounde to gyue for the meane the wordes, it suffiseth to gyue for the weyghte the sentence: As the historiographes, of whom there were dyuers, and the historie that they made was all but one thing. I wyl not deny, but I haue left out some wordes, which were not mete, nor well sittynge, rude, and leaste of valure, and I haue medled it with outher more swete and profitable. I thynke that euery wyse man, after he hathe redde this boke, wyll not saye that I am the principal au­ctour of this warke, nor yet to iuge me so ignorant to ex­clude me clene from it, for so hygh sentences are not found at this presente tyme, nor to so hygh a style they of tyme past neuer atteyned.

❧ Here endeth the prologue.

[Page]¶Here begynneth the boke of the lyfe of the noble and eloquent Marke Aurely emperour.

¶Of the byrth and lyguage of Marke Aurele Anthony emperour. cap. primo.

IN the yere of the foundation of Rome .vi.C.lxxxxv. in the Olimpiade a. C.lxiii. Anthony the meke, beinge deed, than consules Fuluie Caton, and Gnee Patrocle in the hygh capy­tol, the .iiii. daye of Octobre, at the demaunde of all the people Romayn, and consent of the sacred Se­nate, was declared for emperour vniuersall of all the mo­narche of Rome, Marc Aurely Antony. This excellente baron was naturally of Rome borne in the mounte Celye. And accordyng as Iulius Capitolyne sayth, he was born the .vi. kalendes of May, the whiche accordynge to the accompt of the latyns, was the xxvi. daye of the monethe of Apryll passed. His father was named Anio Vero. For the occasion whereof the histories dyuers tymes calle hym Marc Anthony Vero. True it is, that Adriane the empe­rour called hym Verissimus, bycause in hym was neuer founde no lyes, nor neuer fayled the trouth. These Anius Veres was a lignage, that auaunced them to be descēded of Numa Pompilio, and of Quintꝰ Curtius the famous Romayn: whiche for to delyuer the towne of Rome from perylle, and to gyue his persone perpetualle memorye, of his owne good free wylle he yelded hym selfe to the same vorage, that as than was sene in Rome. The mother of this emperour was called Domiciade, as Cyne historien recounteth in the bokes of the lygnages of Rome. The Camilles were persones in that tyme greatly estemed, by cause they were accompted to be descended of Camille the [Page 1] famous and auncient capytayne Romayne, whiche dely­uered Rome frome the Gaulles, that had wonne hit. The men that descended of that lygnage were called Camil­li, for the remembrance of Camille, and the women were likewise called Camilles, in the remembrance of a dough­ter of the sayde Camylle, that was called Camilla. ¶There was an auncyent lawe, that al Romaynes shuld haue a partycular priuylege in the same place, where their predecessours had done to the Romayne people any great seruyce. For this auncient custome they had priuylege, so that all they of the lygnage of Camylle were kepte and maynteyned in the hygh capytol. And though the varietie of the tyme, the multitude of tyrantes, the ebulition and mouynge of cyuill warres were cause of the diminyshing of the aunciente Polycie of Rome, and introduced in ma­ner a lyfe not very good: yet for all that we reede not, that the preemynences of the Romaynes were broken, but yf it were in the tyme of Sylla, whanne he made the vny­uersall prescription agaynst the Marians. After the deth of this cruelle Sylla, in exaltynge of hym selfe, Iulius Cesar the pitiefull, made dictatour of Rome, and chiefe of the Marians, adnulled and vndydde all that Sylla had made, and broughte ageyne into the auncyent estate the common welthe.

¶What hath benne the condycions, the estate, pouertie, rychesse, fauour, or disfauour of the auncestours of this Marke Aurelye Emperour, we fynde not in the aunciente hystories, and yet it hath ben dilygently serched for. The ancyent Romayn hystoriens were not accustomed to write the lyues of the emperours fathers, namely whanne they be made monarches, but the merytes and graces that their chyldren had, as for the auctoritie that they hadde in­heritynge their fathers. Trouthe it is, as saythe Iulius [Page] Capitolyn, the father of Marke Aurelee themperour, had ben pretour in exercises, and capitayne in the Frontiers, in the tyme of Traian the good, and Adrian the wyse, and Anthony the meke, emperours. This is cōfirmed by that the same Marc Aurelee wrot (being at Rodes) to a frende of his called Polion, that was at Rome, sayinge thus: Many thynges haue I felte and knowen frende Polyon, by the absence of Rome, namely of that I se my selfe here alone in this yle: but as vertue makethe a straunger na­turall, and vice tournethe naturall to a straunger: And as I haue ben .x. yeres here at Rodes to rede philosophy, I therby repute my selfe as naturall of this lande, & that hathe caused me to forgette the pleasures of Rome, and it hath lerned me the maners of the yle. And here I haue founde many of my fathers frendes. Here was capitayne agaynste the Barbariens, to my lorde Adrian, Anthonye my father in lawe, the space of .xv. yeres. I lette the to wyte, that the Rodian people are curteis, and ful of good graces. I wolde haue redde phylosophy as longe as my father had ben at Rodes in warre, but I maye not: for A­drian my lorde commaundethe me to go and kepe residēce at Rome, howe be it euery man reioysethe to see his natu­rall countrey.

¶So by the wordes of this letter it is to be beleued, that Anio Vero, father to this emperour Marc, hadde applyed the mooste parte of his lyfe in warre. It was not the cu­stome lyghtly to truste a person to haue the office of a go­uernour on the Frontiers, without he had bene well exer­cysed in the feates of warre. And as all the glorie of the Romaynes was to leaue after theym good renowme, the sayd Marc certaynly was taken for the mooste vertuous, and had greatteste frendes in the Senate, wherby he tru­sted on the conquest of the most cruell enmyes: accordyng [Page 2] as the sayde Sexto Cheronense historien saythe. The Ro­mayns all though they had in theyr handes mooste peryl­lous warres, yet they hadde in foure partes of the empire stronge and entier garnisons. That is to say in Byzance, the which is nowe Constantinople, by reasone of them of the oryente: And Engades, the whiche nowe is called Ca­lex a citie of Spayne, for loue of them of the weste: In the ryuer of Rhodano, which is nowe ye ryuer of Ryne, for the Germaynes: And in Collosse, whiche nowe is calledde the Rhodes, bycause of the Barbariens. In the kalendes of Ianuarie, whanne the senate deuyded the offyces, beinge pourueyed of a dictatour, and of two consulles yerely. Incontynente in the thyrde place they prouyded for foure mooste excellente barons to defendethe sayde foure Fron­tiers: The whiche semeth to be true, for the most famous and renowmed barons of theyr yonge daies were capitai­nes in the said Frontiers. The great Pompeius was sent to the Byzaunces Canstantinople: The worthy Scipio was sente to the Collossences and Rodyans: And the cou­ragious Iulius Cesar was sent with the Gadytaynes of Calyx of Spayne: and the stronge estemed Marcus was sente to theym of the ryuer of Ryne. This we saye bycause that Anio Vero father to Marc Aurele emperour, had ben prouoste and pretour in the offices, and one of the capitai­nes of the Frontiers, whiche oughte to be in Rome one of the persons most estemed.

¶What maysters Marke Aurely hadde in his youthe. cap. ii.

VVe haue not by any autentike histories, fro whens, whan, or howe, in what maner, or in what exercyses, or with what persons, or in what londes was spent & con­sumed [Page] the moste parte of the lyfe of this good emperour. But to be shorte, Iulius Capitolyn sayth, that he had ben xxiii. yere vnder the commaundemente of Adrian the em­perour. Howe be it contrarye wyse is founde by other hy­storiens, accordynge as saythe Sexto Cheronense in his hystorie. It was not the custome of the Romayns crony­clers, to wryte the thynges doone by these princes, before they were pryncis, but onely of yonge people, beynge in their yonge age, hauynge greatte and hye magnyficence, and doing great interprises. This semeth to be of trouth: for Sueton Tranquyll recounteth largely the fearefulle dedes and enterpryses doone by Caius Iul. Cesar in his yonge age, to shewe to princes to comme, howe it was a great ambicyon, that they had to attayn to the monarchy, and but of smalle wytte and maturitie to kepe theym selfe therin. It is noo newe thynge that menne gape for hye and frayle thynges. And the more hygher the magnificēce is, the more lower they fele fortune. And whan they were diligent to accomplysshe their desyre, as moche thoughte had they to conserue their quyetnes and reste. In case thā that Anio Vero, father to Marke the Emperour, folowed the exercise of warres: yet he put his sonne in the way to lerne science. For there was a lawe sore vsed and accusto­med, and well kepte in the Romayne polycye, that euery citesens sonnes, that enioyed the lybertie of Rome, and had accomplyssed .x. yeres, shulde not be suffred to goo by the stretes as vacabundes. Nor it shulde not be suffered by the Censure, who gouerned Rome, & dayely toke hede to the forfaytes doone therin, to suffre a chylde no lengar than .x. yeres of his age to play the chylde. But fro thense forthe the father of the chylde shulde be bounde to noryshe hym out of the circuite of Rome, or to laye a pledge, that his sonne shulde doo no folyes. Whan Rome tryumphed, [Page 3] and by theyr policie gouerned all the worlde, it was cer­taynly a meruaylous and monstruous thing to se it then, and no lesse fearefull vnto vs nowe to here therof. There was at that tyme in Rome .iiii. hūdred. M, inhabitantes, amonge whom there was .ii. hundred. M. yonge people, that were refreyned and brydled from their yonge pleasu­res. The sonne of Cato was chastysed, bycause he was wylfull and presumptuous. And also the brother of good Cyna was banyshed, bycause he wente ydelly as a vaca­bounde. Without that Cicero begyleth vs in his bokes of the Romayne lawes, no Romayne ought to straye abrode in the stretes of Rome, but if he bare in his hand the signe or token of the offyce, wherby he lyued. To thentente that euery man shuld knowe, that he lyued by his trauayl, and not by the sweate of other men. This lawe was kepte of euery persone. The emperour hadde borne before hym a brennynge brande: The consulle an axe of armes: the priestes a hat in maner of a coyfe: the senatours a tongue in maner of a crusyble on their armes, the Censure a lyt­telle table: the tribunes a mace: the centuryons a sygne or baner, the oratours a boke, the gladiatours a swerde, the tayllours sheres, the smethes a hammer, and in lyke wyse of all the other offices and craftes. We maye knowe than by this that is sayde, that after that Marke Aurelye was borne at Rome, his father in his youthe had taughte hym good norture. And though it so were, that the begin­nynge of his yonge aege shulde be hydde from vs: at the least way we are certayne, that the myddell aege and ende of hym was ryght glorious. His father Anio Vero wolde that his sonne Marcus Aurelius shoulde leaue feates of armes, and folowe study. And surely it is to be thoughte, that it was done more by the valyauntenes of the father, than the cowardenes of the sonne, excepte the dedes of [Page] them that be deed begyle vs that ben alyue, and the cause iudged by clere vnderstandynge, and that we fynde moo sentences of dyuers sadde persons, that there hath benne but fewe that ben loste by writinges and lernynge, ye and a great meynye fewer that haue had auantage by armes. Reuolue all bokes, and serche throughe all realmes, and finally they shewe vs, that very few in theyr realmes haue ben happy in armes, but there haue bene many famous & renowmed by scripture and lernynge. Take here example and se if it be true or not that I saye. Had the Assiriens mo than one kynge, that was Ninus, one Lygurge amonge the Lacedemonians, the Egyptiens one Ptholome, the Hebrewes one Machabee, the Grekes one Hercules, the Macedoniens one Alexāder: the Epirotiens one Pirrhe, one Hanyball the Carthageniens, and one Iulius Cesar amonge the Romayns? It is not thus of lerned men: for if the Grekes had one Homer, noo lesse the Grekes vaun­teth theym of the .vii. sages, whome we beleue more in their philosophy, than Homer in the warres of Troy. For as difficile it is to fynde a trouthe in Homere, as a lye in these sages. Semblably the Romaynes hadde not onely Cycero as ryght eloquent, but also they had Salust, Lu­can, Titus Liuius, with a great company of noble men, and well approued, who haue left ryght great credence in their scriptures in the sayinge of trouthe. What lost Cice­ro in the senate for vsyng of inuectiues? And as we saye of so small a nombre of Grekes and latynes, we may saye of the Assitiens, Persians, Medes, Argiues, Acayens, Pe­niens, Frenchemen, Britons, Englyshemen, and Spa­nyardes. All the whiche nations withoute comparyson haue of theym selfe lefte more memorye, and haue honou­red theyr londes and countreyes more by writing, thanne they that haue lefte signes by armes. Than lette vs leaue [Page 4] these straunge histories, and retourne to the pythe of our emperour Marcus Aurelius, as Eutrope recountethe. According as this excellent baron lerned diuers sciences, so he had dyuers maysters to teche hym. He studied gram­mer with a mayster named Euphorion, musyke with an other named Gemino Comode, eloquence with Alexander a greke, In naturalle philosophy he had to his maysters Comode Calcedonien an auncient baron, whiche expounded to hym Homer: and Sexto Cheronense, neuewe to the great Plutarche. Also he studied in the lawes, and Volu­sie Meciano was his mayster. This emperour estemed to haue the knowlege of payntinge, and to graue in wood and metall, in erthe, and other sculptures, in whiche arte his maister was Diogenito, in his tyme a famous and re­nowmed paynter. He trauayled also to knowe and serche what extended to the arte of Nygromancye. By accasion wherof he wente openly to here Apolonio. And to thentēt that there shulde be nothynge vnlerned of hym, he aboue all sciences sette his mynde to Cosmography, in the why­che for his maysters, he toke Iunio Rostyco, that sythe wrote his lyfe, and Cina Catule, the whiche wrote of his deathe, and the lyfe of Comode his sonne. Of these noble and excellent barons, that flourysshed in those dayes, he was taughte in vertues and sciences. Cicero lamentethe the auncient policie of Rome, bycause that he sawe great losse in the common welthe than presente, sayinge in his Retorike, that the auncient Romayns had alway regarde to that parte, where they thoughte mooste domage and peryll shulde growe. There were .v. thynges amonge all other in Rome, whervnto they hadde euer a vigilante re­specte, the whiche the senate neded not to care for, nor no lawe dispensed for them: and these bene they, the pryestes were honest: and the virgines vestales ryghte chaste: the [Page] penalties right iuste, the capitaynes full valiant: They that taught yonge chyldren were vertuous. It was not permytted in Rome, that he that was a mayster in scyen­ces, shulde be disciple of vices.

¶What sciences Marcus the emperour lerned. And of a meruayllous letter that he sent to Polyon. cap. iii.

PHilostrate saythe, that it was demaunded of Polion, who was the rycheste manne of the worlde: He aunswered, It was he that had moste wysedome. He was demaunded agayne, who was mooste poore: He aun­swered, he that had least wytte. Of trouth it was a worthy sentence of suche a personne. The effecte therof we se dayly by experience, the wyse slydynge in dy­uers chances of fortune, releueth hym selfe: The vnwyt­ty persone, in very small thynges thouchynge his lyuyng not greatly decayed, fallethe downe. There is nothynge that is so lost, but that there is hope of recoueryng, if it be in the handes of a wise man. And cōtrary wise, there is no thynge so assured, but the recouerance therof oughte to be feared, if a fole haue the guidinge therof. It was axed of Xenophon the philosopher, whether he hadde rather to be foolyshe and a greatte lorde, or to be wyse and poore. He aunswered and sayde, I haue pitie of a ryche foole, and I haue enuye of a wyse manne waxen poore. For if a wyse man haue but one fote, yet wyl he ryse and kepe hym selfe from fallynge: And if ye gyue an abbaye to a foole, yf by fortune he fall, he wyll neuer releue agayn. ye may thynke that the father that dieth and leaueth his sonne poore and wyse, that he leaueth to hym moche: And he that leauethe [Page 5] his sonne ryshe and folyshe, I thinke he hath lefte him no­thynge. These thynges considered, Anio Vero, father of the emperour, as a father that loued his sonne hartly, was not content, to delyuer one mayster to his sonne, to make him vertuous, and to lerne one sciēce, wherwith he myght occupie his vnderstandynge, but he gaue hym many mai­sters, that refreyned hym from vices, and commaunded, that he shuld lerne many sciences, to thentēt that he shuld be the more besily exercised. Whan and howe moch he tra­uayled to lerne, and what sciences, and with whom, and with what wyll he lerned, and what he knewe, he wrote hym selfe, beinge at Agrippine, nowe called Coleyn, to a frende of his, named Polion, as it foloweth.

¶Frend Polion, thou meruaylest, why that I leaue not to lerne newe thynges at the ende of my dayes. He that hath but one meate to eate, and can not eate therof, he le­ueth it, and peraduenture it was holsom for hym, and ea­teth other thynges, that he seeth, which maye be hurtfull to hym. It is a great magnificence to a man, to haue dy­uers sortes of meates: for if he haue no luste to one, that is good for hym, he maye take of an other, that is better. He that is wyse, may vnderstande me, without any more declarynge. As in all artes, a man is content at the laste: so at the laste, be they neuer so swete, they torne to a weri­nesse. He that knoweth but one science, though he be wise, yet he renneth in great daungier. For being annoied ther­with, he wyll occupie his lyfe in other hurtefull thynges. The noble and worthy persones, that dyd caste slouthe a­waye fro them, haue lefte of theym eternall memorie, not wyllyng to lerne al only one science, to attempre their vn­derstāding with, but also trauayled, to lerne diuers other, wherwith they sharped their wittes, to thentente that they shuld not be dulled and made blonte. In al naturall thin­ges, [Page] nature is with righte lyttell content, but the spirite & vnderstandynge, is not satisfied with many thinges. And sithe the vnderstandynge is of suche condition, that it is loste by libertie, and is lyghtely encombred, with subtilite it percethe, with quicknes it knoweth, & with ignorance it wasteth: it is necessarie, by time to remount to very high thinges, lest it bowe vnto lowe and yll thynges. Al corpo­rall domages, that chance to mortall men, are by medicy­nes healed, or by reason remedied, or by length of time cu­red, orels by dethe ended: The only vnderstanding, which is dusked in errours, and depraued in malyces, canne not be healed by medecines, nor redressed by reason, nor holpe by counsel. The aunciente philosophers, in the sayd hap­pye golden worlde, and golden age, dyd not all only lerne one thing, wherby they myght susteyne theyr life, and encrease good fame: But they trauayled, to knowe all that was to be knowen, and yet euer soughte to knowe more. ¶In the .lxxv. of the Olympiade, as dyuers persons were assembled in the hygh mountayn Olympius, to celebrate the playes, by fortune thither came a philosopher of The­bes, whiche had made all that euer he brought with hym. He made his showes, his cote, and sewed his sherte, and had written his bokes, and so of all other thynges. They that were there assembled, were abashed, and meruaylled greatly, that one man coude do it. He was dyuers tymes asked, where he lerned so many thynges. And he aunswe­red and sayde, The slouthe of man is the cause, that one arte is diuided into dyuers artes. For he that knoweth al artes together, muste nedes knowe one alone. This phi­losopher answered highly. And surely, they that herd him, ought to haue bene as greatly ashamed of his wordes, as the philosopher was of the vainglory of his apparel. Let euery man remembre hym selfe, and let no man blame the [Page 6] shortnes of the tyme, nor wekenes of our nature. For ther is nothyng so hard, but it is made soft: nor so high, but it may be raught: nor kept so close, but it may be sene: nor so subtyle, but it may be felt: nor so darke, but it may be ligh­ted: nor so profounde, but it may be discouered: nor so dis­seuered, but it may be gathered to gether: nor so lost, but it may be found: nor so impossible, but it may be conserued, if with al our hartes, we occupie our powers in good exer­cises, and applye our vnderstandynge in hyghe thynges. I deny not, but our nature is lyttell worth: But I know well, that lesse worth is our slouthfulnes. I wold demāde of euyll men, the whiche praye vs to be good, and axeth counsell of vs, for their sensualitie, sayenge, that they be weyke and fraile, although they haue vnderstandyng, to inuent euyls, and haue strength inough, to put them in ef­fecte, and to perseuer therin, they neuer lacke constance. The cause is, we call it natural, for to do and commit vy­ces and miseries. And slouth in vertue, we calle straunge and weake, bycause of the werkes.

¶Lette no man blame our nature, for beynge weake and fainte: nor lay agaynst the goddes, that they be cruell: for we haue no lesse ablenes to do well, than redynesse to doo yll. Lette none say, I wold, and I can not withdrawe me from vice. It is better sayde, I maye, but I wyl not fo­lowe vertue. I wyll not defame straunge realmes, but I wyll speake of vs, that be latynes, and by theym shall be sene, howe they haue benne full of malyce, and that they myghte haue done well. I wolde wytte of the dedes, that Marcus Anthonius dyd with Cleopatra: The proscrip­tion, that Scilla made of the nobles of Rome: The con­iuration, that Catilina inuented agaynste his countreye: The bloudde, that was shedde for the cause of Pompeye, in the campe of Pharsale: And the greatte thefte, that Iu­lius [Page] Cesar made of the treasour, the cruelties, that Nero dyd to his mother: the shames, that Calygula committed with his sisters, the treson, that Brutus dyd to his father Gaius: the shrewdenes and cruelties, that Domician did to the virgins vestales: the treasons, that Iulius Patro­clus vsed with the Syliciens and Syculians, the frayes & murders, that Vlpio, the mariner, made in the temples and churches of Campayne. I wolde knowe of suche, as I haue rehersed, and diuers other, that I speke not of, that applied them to so many shrewde turnes, who letted them (if they had wolde) to haue applied them selfe to do other good dedes? All this I haue sayde, my frende Polyon, to aunswere, to that ye haue demaunded of me. That is, in what sciences I haue wasted and consumed my tyme. Wherfore it pleaseth me, to telle it to the. Anio Vero my father, suffred me but .viii. yere in my childhode: and than, tyll I was .x. yere of age, I went to schole for to write and rede: and fro .x. yere to .xiii, I went to studye with Eufor­mion, and lerned grammer: Fro .xiii. yere to .xvii. I lerned eloquence, with Alexander ye greke, a famous oratour: fro that tyme to .xxii. yere, I was with Sexto Calcedon, ler­nynge naturall philosophy. Those yeres passed, I was at Rhodes, and studied humanitie, tyll I was .xxxii. yere of age. And than I wēt to Naples, where as I was thre yere with Fonton a greke, lernynge greke letters. And I put my good wylle soo moche therto, that I spake, and wrote greke more easily than latin. Than I retorned to Rome, where the warre of Dace arose, to the whiche Adrian my lorde sente me: And bycause that in armes, and in tyme of warre, I coude carie no bokes of science, I determyned me, to lerne the science of musike with Hieronyme Como­de, to thentent that I myght with swetenes of instrumentes, restrayne my body fro certayn vices, which as than in [Page 7] my house began to take force. All the reste of my lyfe, thou knowest, it hath ben in bearyng of offyces in Rome, vnto the tyme that the weight of the monarchye was layde on my shulders. Hytherto the emperour spake.

¶Than by this letter, writen to his frend, it semeth well, that without sleuth he passed his tyme. It is reason, to be­leue it holly, in that he hath sayd. For so excellent workes, that he made, and so hygh sentences, as he wrote, myghte not procede, but of a prudent man, and a very wise spirite.

¶Howe for the wysedome of Marcus, many wise men flourished in his tyme. Cap. iiii.

AS the lyfe of the prince is but as a whyte, for all other to shote at, and as a glasse wherin al the worlde doth beholde: so we se by experiēce, that whervnto a prynce is inclyned, the peo­ple trauaylynge to folowe the same, haue not the discretion, to eschewe the euyl, and folowe the good. Certaynly they muse no lesse vppon a counterfayte fowle, made of fethers, thanne though it were of flesshe, and yet at the fyrste flyght, it leeseth the lybertie, and yet his hun­ger is not therby quenched. Whereby all the wynges of lybertie are tourned to peyne of seruage. It is a greatte offence, and an immortall infamye, to a prynce, that in the steede of gyuynge his hande of good lyuynge, to re­leue other, casteth backewarde his fote of euyll example, wherby all other ouerthrowe. Than withoute cōparison, greatter is the wyckednesse of the people, than the negly­gence of the prince. For if one lyueth ylle, and an nother loweth him, it is no meruayle: and thoughe there be but fewe, that folowe hym, it is no newe thynge. Nor in case, that many folowe hym, is noo fearefulle thynge: but all [Page] the hole to folowe hym, is a great sclander. If the people were such, as they ought to be, one shuld rather tourne frō yll to good for many, than that many for one shuld torne frō good to yl. Certainly euery man knoweth, that though we be bounde to folow the honest cōmaundementes of our princes, yet we be not bounde to folowe theyr yll lyuynge. What shall we say thanne, seynge that nowe adayes, the delytes of menne are of so greatte pryce, and the rygour of theyr empire, in so poore estimation, that without shame, some disprayse their iust commaundementes, and folowe their euyll werkes. O, if the princes had suche nombre of good folke, that wolde fulfyll theyr commaundemente, as they haue greatte nombre of wretches, that folowe theyr doinges, I swere, that there shulde be no nede of any pri­son for the mysdoers, or carcans for blasphemers, chaines for sclaues, nor heddynge blockes for traytours, nor kny­ues for aduoutrers, nor galowes for theues. I wyll gyue you example of all this, wherby ye shall se, that it is trew, that I say. If the kynge be inclyned to hunte, all wyll be hunters: if he be a player, all wyll playe: yf he vse armes, all wyll tourney: if he be an aduoutrer, other wyll vse the same: yf he be fierse, other wyll be fierse: yf he be vertu­ous, all wyll be vertuous and valyaunt: yf he be tempe­rate and moderate, all wyll absteyne: if he be hardye, all wyll be bolde: yf he be pitiefull, al wyll haue pitie: if he be wyse, all wyll lerne. And to the entente, that we blame not all onely the princes of our days, lette vs call to memory, the princis of tymes paste. Who that hath redde Sextus Cheronense, in his boke called the dyuers inclynatyons, that princis haue had, shall fynde, that Romulus, founda­tour of Rome, honoured greatly grauers in stone: Numa Pompilius, his successour, honoured priestes: Paulus Emilius, mariners: Caius Cesar, goldsmythes: Scipio, [Page 8] the capitaynes: Augustus Octauiꝰ, tennis players: Cal­ligula, ruffyens, Tyberius, baudes: Cruell Nero, swerde players: Claudius, writters: Scilla, armorers: Marius, his compagnion, grauers of ymages: Vaspasian, good paynters: Titus his eldest sonne, mynstrelles: Domitian, his myghtye brother, crossebowe makers: And aboue all other, our Marcus Aurelius emperour, wyse menne. The dyuers inclynations, that princis had in dyuers thynges, hath made to vary the fauour & disfauour of many pryn­cis, with their people. And as the common people regar­deth more fauour, than Iustice, suche officers are mooste fauoured, to whom princis doth mooste inclyne. All this we say, to shewe, howe that in the tyme of this good emperour, wise men were fauoured. If the hystorians doo not lye, sythe the tyme of Mecena, the Romayne (whiche was moche more happye, to haue wyse menne to his frendes, than to inuent newe maner of meates and bankettes) vn­to this Marcus Aurelius, haue passed .xvii. emperours, which were Iulius, Octauius, Tiberius, Caligula, Claudius, Nero, Galba, Othus, Vitellus, Vaspasianus, Ti­tus, Domitianus, Nerua, Traianus, Adrianus, Antho­nius, and Aurelius. And of all these, we can fynde al one­ly but two, that fauoured wyse men, that is to saye, Nerua and Traian. All the other emperours were not onely dy­sciples of liers, but also were persecutours of the trouthe. This semeth to be trewe: for Iulius persecuted Cicero: Octauius banished Ouide: Tyberius enpoysoned Calui­tio: Caligula caused to cutte the throtes of .iiii. oratours to gether: Nero slewe his mayster Senec: Claudius sette his vncle Lucan in prison: Othus hanged vp Patroclus: Domitian banysshed all the oratours of Rome: And the more to shewe his cursednes, whā the wise men, yt were banished, wēt out at one gate, there entred in at an other gate [Page] all vnthriftes, the whiche by Tytus his brother, had ben banysshed and exiled. And as I saye of these fewe in nom­bre, I myghte say of many other. For certaynely the wyse men were not thus intreated in the tyme of this good em­perour Marcus: and that this is true, it semeth by diuers excellent barons, well lerned in diuers sciences, that flou­rished in his tyme: Iulius Capitolin recounteth of them as foloweth. Alexander, a greke, Trasion, Polyon, Euti­cius, Anius Macrion, Caninius, Crodiaticus, Fornius, Cornelius, Apolonius, Nius, Sextus Cheronense, Iuni­us Rasticus, Claudius Maximus, Cina Catulus, Clau­dius Seuerus, and the renowmed Diogenitus paynter, and the well lerned lawyer Volusius Mecianus. All these were in this emperours palays, and residente in his per­sence: And yet for all that, he had dyuers other wise pre­sons in Rome, and abrode in Italy. It was no meruail, to se in those dayes, the multitude of men, that flourisshed in wisedome. There was no father, but if he had two sonnes, he wolde set one of them to study, and the other, accordyng to the Romayne lawe, shuld be sette to the warres. And if this emperour wyst of any wyse yong man aboue al other he wolde fauour hym.

¶Of the emperour Marcus sonne named Verissimus. Cap. v.

THis emperour Marcus Aurelius, hadde only two sonnes, as Herodian saythe. The great­test and eldest, was called Comode, and the yō ­gest was named Verissimus. He was a fayre childe of person, and right vertuous of liuing. With his beautie he drewe to hym the eies of many, and with his good inclinations, he robbed the hartes of all [Page 9] men. He was the hope of the people, and the glorie of his fathers age. And though the eldest was prince, yet them­perour determyned, that the laste borne, for his vertues, shulde inherite as the eldest: And he that was fyrst borne, for his demerites, shulde be disherited. And as good de­syres in the best tyme fayle often by vnhappy chance, this emperour being of .lii. yeres of age, and the sonne. of .xvi. the glorie of Rome, and hope of the father, the lyfe of the sonne toke an ende. And as moche was the deathe beway­led, as the lyfe desyred. It was great pytie, for the senate by reason therof sawe not themperour, nor the olde empe­rour for sorowe sawe not the senate of a longe space. Rome was ryght heuy, and the senate withdrewe them to the heighte of the capitoll dyuers dayes. And as the my­stes and wyndes cause the leaues to falle, that were grene in sommer, and the dedes of honour constrayne vs to for­get the myshappes of fortune, & as a man of high lynage, and of stronge courage, thoughe that sorowe remayne in his harte, and abydethe locked therin, determynethe to clense the braunches of sorowes that is outward, fayning ioy and myrthe outwardely, kepynge the sorowe within: so this Marcus the emperour, as a man whose vine fre­seth and dyethe, wherin he had al his hope, contented him with that was lefte behynde. Whan his dere sonne Veris­simus was deed, he sente for the prince Comode his onely inheritour, whiche sythe the chylde his brother was deed, entred not in to the palays. And the emperour seynge the proude and outragious porte of his sonne Comode, bede­wed his eien with salte teares, remembrynge the shame of the one, and the dethe of the other. The whiche perceyued by Faustyne his mother, which loued hym moste entierly, commaunded to haue her sonne awaye fro the presence of his father.

¶What wyse and auncient men Marcus chose to instructe his sonne. Cap. vi.

THoughe that the harte of this emperour was occupied with the death of his chylde, yet for all that he reysed his vnderstandyng, to haue the prince his heyre ryght well brought vppe. For certaynely princis bene suche, whan they come to mans estate, as they be brought vp in their ten­der youth. The father than knowynge the frayle inclina­tions of his chylde, not correspondent to the good gouer­naunce of the empire, as a good emperour sent ouer all I­talye for the moste wysest persones in lernynge, the moste famous of renowme, and the mooste vertuous in dedes. And as in dyuers thynges the infamye is greatter in the yll doinge by malyce, than the faute of the trespassour by weakenes: so in dyuers other thynges, the common voyce is more than the secrete vertue. For the whyche occasyon after the assemblynge of these wyse menne, the emperour commaunded to examyne them, and to be informed of the bloude of their predecessours, of the appoyntement in all their thynges, and of the treatie of their busynes, and of the credence amonge their neyghbours, and of the pure­nes of their lyues, and grauitie of theyr persones, and fi­nally of their sciences, what they coulde do, and this to be done in an order. The astrologiens in astronomie, the mu­sitiens in musyke, the oratours in their arte of rhetorike: and some in other sciences. And this not in one daye, but in many: and not onely by informacyon of other, but he wolde knowe hit by his owne propre experience. Thus they were all examyned, soo that there was none lefte be­hynde. And as for perfecte knowlege of thynges, wherin we haue great affection, it behoueth to haue straunge ad­uyse, [Page 10] clere vnderstandynge, and propre experience: so the emperour commanded to chose out of dyuers a fewe, and out of fewe the wysest, and of the wysest the moste experte, moste worthy, and moste auncient. And accordyng to the vii. artes lyberall there was assigned to euery science two maysters: so that the prince was one, and the maysters xiiii. This renowme that the Emperour sente ouer all, to haue maysters for his sonne the prince, caused to come to hym moo wyse men from straunge countreys, than of the marches and neyghbours of Rome. The good emperour considerynge that it was no reason, that suche as came to his seruice, shulde returne myscontented, some with ioy­full wordes, some vpon certayne hope, and some with gif­tes and presentes were dispatched, soo that they were all pleased. And if this doinge was renowmed by the reporte of the wise men, it was no lesse vertuous by the wisedome and worthynes of the emperour, to sende them home soo well content. For he sent them away as well satisfied that were ouercome, as they were cōtented that ouercam them. And certaynly they had all reason, for some bare the swete wordes and satisfienge of the father: and somme aboode there charged with the enterprise of the sonne. Yet the good emperour, not being contented with this, comman­ded that these maysters shoulde be lodged in his palayes, and eate in his presence, and acconpany his personne, to se if theyr lyfe were conformable to their science, and whe­ther their plesant and wel couched wordes, agreed in effect with theyr warkes. It was a meruaylous thinge to se the study and thought that the emperour had to regard them, as well in goynge as fedynge.

¶Howe it chaunced to fyue wyse men, wher­fore they were put out of the empe­rours house. Cap. vii.

IN the month of Septembre, the .xi. day therof, in halowyng the feast of the Emperours nati­uitie, in the same house where as he was borne, in the place of moūt Celio: As a trewande and foole dothe lyke hym selfe, and semblably as he is accustomed to doo: And lyke as oone dothe the sem­blable thynges and customes, that he is wonte to doo: so the emperour set more his intention on wyse men, than his eies on fooles. He sawe .v. of them satte beatyng the paue­ment with their feete, and arose frome their places, clap­pynge theyr handes, speakynge lowde, and laughyng ex­cedyngely, the whiche was noo lesse marked of the empe­rour than beholden. Whan the feaste was done, he called them asyde, and sayde: Frendes lette abyde with me the pitiefull goddis, and lette the good dedes go with you. I haue chosen you to thentent that foles shuld be conuer­ted to wyse men, but I see wyse men become foles. Do ye not knowe, that with the fyre of myxture golde is drawen, and by the lyghtnes of fooles wyse men are proued? Cer­taynly the fyne gold defendeth his qualities in the quycke fournayes: and lykewise the wyse man sheweth his ver­tues amonge fooles. Wote ye not, that a foole can not be knowen amonge fooles, nor a wyse manne amonge sage folke? Amonge wyse men, the fole is made bryght, and a­monge foles wyse men do shyne. Do you not knowe, what shame it is to make the disciples of foles, masters of prin­cis? Knowe ye not, that of the couragious vnderstandyng procedethe the composytion of the bodye, the reste of the person to be the temperance of the tonge? What profiteth [Page 11] it you to haue an experte tongue, a quicke memorie, a clere vnderstandynge, great science, profounde eloquence, or a swete style, if with all these graces ye haue a wycked wyll? Wherfore wyl wise men haue their wordes so distincte and moderate, if their wordes be lyght? And to thentent that it shulde not seme to you that I speake of pleasure, I wyl brynge to you an antyke lawe of Rome. In the seuenthe table of the lawes of our fathers was written these wor­des: We commaunde, that a more greuous chastysement be gyuen to the wyse manne for a lyght dede done openly, than to a secrete murderer. O iuste lawe and iust men that ordeyned it. For the symple labourer sleeth but one with his knyfe in his angre, but he yt is wyse sleeth many with the euyll example of his lyuynge. Curiousely I haue re­garded, that Rome begynneth to declyne, when our senate fayllethe of meke and wyse Senatours, and multyplieth with these serpentines. The holy senate was adorned with olde prudent persons: And not without teares, I saye at this houre it is full of ianglers and lyers. Auncientely in the scoles of Grece was taught onely wordes, leauynge the werkes: and than in Rome was taught to do werkes, and leaue wordes. But nowe it is contrarye, for nowe in grece the lyers and ianglers are banyshed, and hath sente them to Rome: and Rome hath banished and sent the good wyse menne in to Grece: and in this maner I desyre ra­ther to be banyshed into Grece with wyse menne, than to abyde in Rome with fooles. To the prayse of a good man (I sweare to you my frendes) that whyles I was yonge, I sawe in the senate the philosopher Crisippus (broughte vp with good Traian) speake oftentymes: and he was so swete in his wordes, that many tymes he was harde more than thre houres to gyther: And he neuer spake word but it was of eternall memorye. And whan so euer he wente [Page] out of the senate, I neuer sawe hym do dede, wherby he deserued to haue greuous peyn. Certainly it was a meruay­lous thynge to se & here the estimation of his eloquence, & the infamie of his person. All Rome was abasshed of his high eloquence: and all Rome and Italy were sclandered with his wycked werkes. The prosperitie of Rome dured CCC. yere. And so long Rome was Rome, as it had sim­plicitie in wordes, and grauitie in workes. One thynge I shal shewe you▪ which is great confusion to them alyue, and great admyration of them that be deed, that of all the auncient men I neuer redde a lyght word that they spake, nor an yuell dede that they dydde. What thynge was sene than in that glorious worlde, but to reioyce in so glorious wyse men? And nowe at this daye the worlde is so corrup­ted, bycause there is so many yong corrupt, surely I haue greatter enuie of their dedes thanne of our wrytynges. Their fewe wordes and good werkes haue lefte vs exam­ple of greate admyration. And the wyse men of this tyme teache vs openly, and write vs secretely doctrines of par­dition. Than by this that I haue sayde, and by other ex­amples that I shall say, ye maye knowe, what I meane. Whan the realme of Acaye submitted his peryllous hor­nes and his proude heed, to the swete obeysance of the em­pire, they drewe theym to this condicion, that they wolde haue benne the hoostes of the garnysons of all Asye, and not disciples of the oratours of Rome. At that seson there was in Rome a great lorde, ambassadour of Acaye, tem­perate in wordes, and honeste of lyuynge, with a whyte heed: He was enquired of the senate, why he was so cruel, to leade into his countrey for men of warre, poore and co­uetous squiers, and leaue wyse men of greatte harte. He aunswered with suche loue as he had to his countrey, and with suche grauitie as longed to suche a person, and also [Page 12] with suche hardynes as his offyce required, saying O fa­thers cōscriptes, O happy peple, It is .ii. days syth I yete any thynge, and .ii. dayes sythe I slepte, cursynge the fa­tall destenyes of fortune, that hath brought me into Ita­lye, and lamenynge vnto the goddis, that kepe me in this lyfe, bycause my spirite is betwene the harde anuelde and the importunate hammer, where as I do se all is as harde as the anuelde, wheron the hammer often strykethe. The thynge moste peryllous amonge all perylles, is to make election. ye constrayne me to chose, and myne vnderstan­dynge canne not attayne therto: and the goddis doo not shewe me, what I haue to choose. If I leade garrysons of menne of armes, it shall be verye noyfull to the fami­lyes: if I brynge aduocates, it shall be peryllous for the common welthe. Sorowfull that I am, what shall I do? Oh heuy and vnhappy realme, that abydeth for theym, and ye cruel, that commaundeth them. Than sythe hit is thus, I determyne me to leade them, that shall waste our goodes, and spende them, rather thanne those that should corrupte and breake our customes. For a legyon and an army by necessitie may put to affliction and sorowe onely a people: But an oratour or an Aduocate by his malyce, may corrupte a hole realme. Than sayde the emperour to these wyse men: Frendes, howe greatte is the credence of ignorant people, and losse of lerned men? Wherfore shuld they of Acaie rather gyue meate to poore sowldiours, men of armes, than to haue for their neyghbours oratours and wyse speakynge aduocates? So whan this communyca­tion of the emperour was ended, the .v. greate maysters wente awaye with greatte shame, and the .ix. other taryed with great feare. In all this whyle it passed not two mo­nethes after, that the prince Comode was come from his norces, where as he hadde lerned the doctrine of suckyng [Page] of brestes. Also he was but of tender age, and not of great delycate vnderstandyng. This prince Comode was borne in Rome on the mount Celio, and nourished at the gate of Hostie. He was more derely beloued of Faustina his mo­ther, then hated of Marcus Aurelius his father. And to speake with all due honour among them, the mother held her for certayne to be the chyldes mother: and the chylde accordynge to his customes was moche lyke his mother: and the father was in doubte, whether he were his sonne, bicause he resembled but lytel in vertues to the father.

¶Howe the emperour reasoned with the maysters that shulde lerne his sonne Capitulo. viii.

AL these matters beinge paste, the good em­perour for to esteme the thynge that he hadde done, and to pouruey for that he had to do, he called asyde the nyne wyse men, and sayde to them, There is greatte fame in Rome of that I haue done in thempire, to do suche dilygence as to dis­couer all the wyse men, and of the curiositie that I haue shewed as in certaynynge of the beste. Of trouth yf ye be wyse, ye can not be sclaundered of any thynge. The an­noyance of yl thynges commeth of wysedome and vertue, but the admyration of good thynges procedethe of smalle vnderstandynge or lesse experience. The wyse person wyl suffre none admyration. To shewe at the fyrst bronte mo­cion in euery thynge, sheweth to be constant in nothynge. I haue made strayt examynatiō amonge you, for so ought suche to passe as shulde be admytted to strayte amytyes. New amities is wery in thre dayes: and euer haue I sene and proued by experience, that frendes lyghtelye taken, [Page 13] are lyghtely lefte agayne. I chaunced in companye of an auncient Romayne, whiche was all whyte for aege: and bycause he merited it, I called hym father, and he for loue and nurture called me sonne: the whiche in case of aduen­ture enquyred many thynges of me, but I wolde make hym none aunswere. Than he sayde these wordes to me: Son beholde, In the lawe of frendshyp it is written, that the frende in all thynges trusteth to his frend, first regar­dynge who is his frende. Surely this councel was good. The curious man of armes (if he wil bye a horse) fyrste he wyll se hym renue and assayed, or he speake of the sale of hym: if he please hym not, thoughe he myghte haue hym for a lesse price, he wyll not haue hym: yf he please hym, what so euer the price is set, he wyll not leaue hym. Than it is a lefull thynge, that the beaste be examyned and felte er he be had into the stable. In lyke wyse a manne shulde be examyned, er he be receyued in to amytie. And yf the horse that eateth but hey, strawe, and otes, be lefte for one yll tatche, moche more the frende, whiche is the intestyne of the harte, and oughte to kepe our secretes and affecty­ons, for dyuers fautes ought not to be receyued in to the same. There was a philosopher named Arispo, the fyrste that was in the tyme of Silla and Marius, who sayde, that frendes ought to be lyke good horses: That is to say, that they oughte to haue a lyttell heed by humble conuer­sation: quicke of herynge, to the entent that they be redye whan they are called: a softe mouthe, to thende that theyr tongue be temperate: The houe of the foote harde, to suf­fer trauaylle: and theyr handes open to doo good dedes: their fete sure to perseuer in amitie: a baye colour for his good renowme: And fynally the hors retournethe, that is the manuall frende: And thereto is ioyned these wordes: That is, that he be without curbes or byttes: and that he [Page] maye go where as any fatall destenyes tourneth the bry­dell and reyne of fortune. The goddes vnderstande me, though that men can not atteyne therto or comprise it. Re­tournynge than to the purpose, I wyl yee knowe, bycause I haue taken you for frendes, not to putte you awaye at length. And though that cherytrees produceth theyr flou­res in Februarie, we abyde not to haue the cheries but in Maye. Frendes oughte to be as molberies, that in suche tyme producethe their beries, whiche is theyr fruite, that they feare not the frostes of Maye, as the vynes doo: nor the mystes of Octobre, as the peches and quinces do. I wyll not that they come whan the prosperitie is good, and go away whan the fortune is nought. For that is no pointe of true frendes. As the lyes of wynes causeth dron­kardes to vomyt in the tauernes, lyke wyse aduersitie dri­ueth away faynt frendes out of the house, bycause the ser­uice is not acceptable, without the wyl be knowen of hym that dothe it. Than holde you sure of my contentation, sythe that I haue it of your warkes. I come nowe to the effecte of our pourpose. I haue taken you for to be may­sters of this chylde: and regarde, that I haue taken you fewe amonge many, to thende that my sonne shuld be no­ted amonge fewe. His nurses at the gate of Hostie haue gyuen hym two yeres sucke of theyr mylke, and his mo­ther Faustyne hath gyuen hym other two yeres to sporte hym in the Palays, And I lyke a good father wyll gyue hym .xx. yeres of chastisement. It soore displeasethe Fau­styne his mother to leaue hym so sone, and I am sory that I toke hym so late. It is no meruayle, for these womenne with theyr lyghtnes, and these chyldren with theyr smalle knowlege, occupy them selfe in thinges present: But wor­thy wyse men oughte to thynke on that is passed, and also to ordeyne for that that is present, and with great study to [Page 13] prouyde for the tyme to comme. I thynke on euery daye in the yere, and of the daye that the goddis haue gyuen me, and of the day that I gyue vnto you. The goddis to me, and I to you doo gyue hym mortall to be as a manne, and than you to me and I to the goddis do render him immor­tall to be wyse. What wyll ye that I saye more? Certainly god hath made hym man amonge men by the sowle: and I haue engendred hym a beaste amonge beastes by the fleshe, ye shall make hym a god amonge goddis by shape. I assertayne you of one thynge, whyche is, I haue not gy­uen to my chylde but mortalle flesshe, wherwith he shall take an ende of his lyfe: but ye shall gyue hym doctryne, wherwith his memorie shall neuer peryshe. If his youth knewe the weake and faynt fleshe that I haue gyuen hym, and that his dull vnderstandyng wold reache to the wise­dome that ye maye gyue hym, he shulde calle you fathers, and me an ylle stepfather. And thoughe he saye not soo, yet I confesse it, that is, that the naturalle fathers of the fleshe are stepfathers of noblenesse, sythe that we gyue the naturalitie of them subiecte to so many mutabilities, and bonde and captiue to soo many myseries. For certayne ye shall be iuste fathers to hym, yf as nowe ye canne enable his fleshe in good customes, and then to bryng his vnder­standynge to be occupied with high sciences. And syrs, re­pute it nat smalle, that I committe to your charge and ar­bytrement, that thynge whiche pryncis oughte mooste to regarde, that is, to se to whom they commytte the nourys­shynge of their chylderne. To be maysters of prynces in erthe, is to haue the offyce of the goddis that ben in heuen. For they gouern him that hath cure to gouerne vs: They endoctrine hym that shoulde teache vs: they shewe vnto hym, that ought to shewe vs: Chastyse hym that oughte to chastise vs: and finally they commaunde one, the whi­che [Page] afterwarde aloone maye commaunde all the worlde. What wyl ye that I shal say more? For certayne they that haue the charge of a prince, be the gouernall of the shyp, The standerde of an army, the gouernance of people, the guyde of wayes, the shylde of kynges, the treasure of all, bycause they haue amonge theyr handes hym that after­warde ought to gouerne all the worlde. And furthermore to the entente that ye haue hym in more estimation, I wyll tell you, that in gyuynge my sonne vnto you, I doo gyue you more, than if I had gyuen you a realme. The pure & clene lyuinge of the sonne alyue, is the gloryous fame of his father that is deade. For of hym, that the sonne tru­steth in his lyfe, dependeth the renowme of the father that is deade. Thus haue ye hadde the goddis atte wylle, and the bryttel destenies of fortune happy to you, as vnto this howre ye haue not watched with chyldren of straungers. Fro hensforthe wake ye with the prince, which is the pro­fite of al other. And take good hede my frendes, that there is greatter difference in bryngyng vp of princis chyldren, than to teache yonge boyes of the common people. The moste part of them, that come to scholes, come for to lerne to speake, but I delyuered not my sonne Commode to you to lerne hym to speake many wordes, but for to sette hym in the way to do good dedes. The glorie of folishe fathers is to se their children vanquyshe other in disputynge: but my glorie and ioye is to see my sonne surmounte other in vertue: for the glorye of the Grekes was to speake moche and to do lyttell, and the glorie of the Romayns is to doo moche and to speake but lyttell.

¶Howe the maysters of princis oughte to kepe them from vyces. Capitulo. ix.

[Page 15] MArcus Aurelius folowing his purpose, ioyned this to his foresayd wordes, and sayd: Regarde well my frendes, and forget not, that I truste you in myn honour, who am my sonnes father, and of the studye of Co­mode my sonne, and of the glorie of Rome my naturall countrey, And of the solace and rest of Rome, whiche is my subiecte: Of the gouernance of Italy, whi­che is your countrey: And aboue all thynges of the peace and tranquillitie of our common welthe. Than he that is put in truste with suche administration of other, hath no cause to slepe. Nowe lette vs come to more partycular thynges. Regarde as nowe, what thynge is moste conue­nable for my sonne, whiche as a yonge colte wold go play in the grene medowes, and noysome shall be the keper to hym, and a thynge peynefulle to kepe hym therfro. The first thyng, wherof I praye you, is to gyue hym a stronge bridel, and a sharpe bytte, to thentent that he be well mou­thed, so that none take hym with lyes. The greattest faut that can be in men of honestie, is to spare the trouthe, and not to be veritable: And the greatteste vyllanye in a vyl­layne is to be gyuen in largesse of lyes. Sette good or­der vppon hym. Take hede to his handes, to the entente that he accustome hym not to demaunde to play at the ta­bles and dyce with suche as be loste and noughte. The greattest token, that a prince wyll loose and dystroye the empire, is whan in his yonge age, he is knowen to be vycious in play. The play is suche a vyce, that who so e­uer it bytethe, hit is lyke the bytynge of a madde dogge, the whiche rage endureth vnto deathe. I recommende to you my chylde, though he be yong, make hym sad and mo­derate. Certaynly it is not so great a glorye vnto a prince [Page] to haue the crowne on his heed, nor a chayn of gold about his shulders, nor the sceptre in his hande, nor the greatte company and garde that he hath aboute hym, as to shewe sadnesse from his youthe. The open honestie suppliethe many fautes and debilities. Spare not to caste on hym a stronge chayne, and to tye hym fast, that he goo not to de­lytes and vanities. For an effeminate persone neuer hath spirite to any hye or noble dedes. I am greately satisfied with that the teacher of Nero said to his disciple: Though I wyst that god wolde pardon me, and that men knew no mysse of me, yet for the vilany of the flesshe, I wolde not synne in the fleshe. Surely they were good wordes, and yl borne awaye of Nero. Let not yet go the reyne. For yf he see the yonge mares, he wyll neigh or bray if he see tyme. The vyce of the fleshe in all tymes, in all ages, and in al estates holdeth his seasone or course, yf it passe not in the grene age of chyldehode, castynge of the reyne of reason, and stryking with the spurres of the fleshe, and blowynge with the trompe of sensualite: Takyng the brydell in the tethe with a furious wyll, rennyng through mountaynes and woddes after the mare: In leauynge her goinge but softely, and in the ouertakynge moche lesse. And than af­terwarde being therin deliberate, the body remayneth im­potent, the vnderstādinge acloyed and blynded, the reason troubled, the good name loste, and yet neuerthelesse at the laste the fleshe remayneth fleshe. What remedy for this? I fynde none other but that a greate quycke fyre, couered and laden with erthe, dieth. And whan the vitious man is layde in his graue, he maketh an ende and may neuer cor­recte hym selfe. Wherfore I aduyse you to gyue noo place to this yonge chylde to be vycious. And in the chastysing of hym, gyue noo respyte, though he be younge, and my chyld, and well loued and cheryshed with his mother, and [Page 15] though he be the only heire of thempire. With chyldren of a stranger crueltie is tiranny, but with a mans own childe pitie is the occasion of his losse in tyme to come. It is she­wed vs by trees, howe we ought to norishe our childrē. Of trouthe the chestain trees bryng forth the soft swete chest­nutte out of the sharpe prickinge & hard huske: And on the nut tres amonge the swete softe leaues, is nourisshed the harde nutte. Applieng this to our purpose, we haue seene a pyteful father, bringe forthe a cruell son, and a cruel fa­ther a piteful sonne. He that was lerned amonge all other lerned, and renoumed among al other renoumed, Ligur­gus king of the Lacedemoniens, in giuinge his lawes in his realme, I remembre to haue red therin these wordes: We commaunde as kynges, & pray as men, that all thing be forgiuen to them that be olde and broken: and to them that be yonge and lusty, to dissimule for a tyme: & nothing to be forgiuen to very yonge chyldren. In good soth these were good wordes spoken of suche a persone, and semeth reasone. For it is reason that the hors, that hathe runne and passed his course of cariage, shoulde reste hym. And who that hath passed rightousely, it is Iustice that he be suffred in reste. And the chylde that wyll passe reasonne, ought to be reformed. Cause hym to be alwayes occupied in vertuous actes. For if the vnderstandynge be dulled, and the bodye slouthfull in suche aege, with greatte diffi­cultie wylle they drawe to thynges that be straunge to their delectations, bycause that the lyghtenesse is in the heed, and reasonne vnder the eyes. His youthe wylle de­maunde you some recreation, whiche ye shall consider, so it be not often nor to seldome. Fyrste that it be by reasonne: Secondely that they be taken in noble exercyses. Take hede, For I gyue not my sonne vnto you, that ye shoulde gyue hym recreation, but onely for to teache hym. [Page] The henne hauynge her egges vnder her wynges, in that season gothe not abrode in the yardes, and though the eg­ges be not her owne, yet she hatchethe theym, as yf they were her owne. For this cause at this tyme in Rome of a C. disciples .lxxxx. cometh forth withoute doctryne, for yf theyr masters wast two houres in doctrine with them, they lese with thē .xx. houres in mockerye. And therof it is, that of the smal grauitie of the mayster, spryngeth great bold­nes and lyttell shame in the disciple. Beleue me frendes, that the teachers to princis, and maysters to disciples, pro­fite more in one day with good exaumples, than in a yere with many lessons. My sonne seynge you drawe to ver­tues, wyll drawe to the same, if he se you studie, he wylle study, if he se you peasible, he wyll be styll: he seinge you temperate in fedynge, wyl eate but lyttel: seing you sham­fast, he wyll feare you, seinge you restefulle, he wyll reste, and if ye do contrary, he wyll do contrarye. This surelye is true, for the auncient men onely with the euyll that they se, eyther do they corrupte their bodyes, or sclaunder theyr owne iugementes, as chyldern do, that can say nothynge but that they here: nor do nothynge but that they se. I wil also that the prince my sonne lerne the .vii. artes lyberalle. For I haue taken many of you, to thentent that ye shulde teache hym moche. And if at the laste we shulde be sorow­full, bycause he hath not lerned all, we shal not be sorie, yf he knowe moche, nor thynke his tyme yll spent, nor be be­gyled, in saying, that he knoweth inough of that so yōge a chylde shulde haue to gouerne and rule thempire. A ve­ry philosopher after the lawe of lygnage, ought to haue speche at place and tyme conuenient, to fyght in the felde, and to speke in the senate. If myn owne remembrance be­gyle me not, amonge myn antiquities I haue brought a stone out of Grece, the whiche Pythagoras ye philosopher [Page 17] helde at the gates of his schole, wherin was written with his owne handes, these wordes: He that knoweth not, that he ought to know, is a brute beaste amonge men: He that knoweth no more, than he hath nede of, is a man amonge brute beastes: He that knoweth all, that may be knowen, is a god amonge men. O moste highe wordes, Glorious is the hande that wrote them, the whiche not at the gates, as they were than, oughte to be written, but within mens breestes they shoulde be paynted and grauen. Our fore­fathers toke the laste sentence of this philosopher, and the fyrste rebuke abydeth to vs theyr last chyldren. For cer­tayne amonge the Grekes and Lacedemoniens was at­teyned as moche fame by theyr philosophers and conque­stes, as by theyr writinges, which they haue lefte vs. And our former emperours gatte no lesse loue in theyr empire, by theyr profound eloquence, thanne they feared all the worlde by their noble triumphes. For a profe wherof, be­holde Iulius Cesar, whiche beinge in the myddell of his campe, with his lyfte hande wolde holde his speare, and his penne in his righte hande. Ne he neuer lefte of his ar­mour, but forthewith he toke his bokes. We must not lay excuses, sayinge with them that be ignorante, that the ly­berall artes are to hye, and the tyme that we haue, verye shorte. For certayne the diligence of men in tymes paste, reproueth our slouth at this day. One thyng I do se, that in a shorte whyle we lerne all yll, but in a longe season we can not lerne goodnesse. Wyll ye se, what is our fortunes and destenyes, and in what thoughte the goddes doo kepe vs, that for to do one good dede we lacke tyme, and for to do many shrewde tournes, we haue to moche tyme. I wyll say no more, but that I wolde my chylde shulde be noury­shed in suche wyse, that he shoulde lerne the feare of god, the science of philosophers, the vertues of aunciente Ro­mayns, [Page] the quietnes of you his maysters, and the good­nesse of all them that be good, as he hathe taken of me to be the heire of the empire. I protest to the immortal god­dis, to whom I truste for to go: and protest to the high ca­pitoll, where my bones shall be brent, that neyther Rome now in my lyfe, nor the heuens in tyme to come shall curse me after my deth, if by yll lyuynge my sonne shoulde lese the common welthe, yf by your small chastisement, ye shal be cause of the losse of the empire.

¶Howe themperour Marucs nourished the prin­cesses his doughters. Cap. x.

MArcus Aurelius the emperour hadde but two sonnes, that is to wytte, the prince Comode and Verissime: He hadde fowre doughters by Faustyne his wyfe, legittimate and hey­res of thempyre. This emperour was exce­dyng diligent for to nourishe his daughters. As soone as any of them were borne, forthwith they were put to nours into some ferme without Rome: He wolde neuer suffre a­ny of his chyldren, sonnes nor doughters, to be nourys­shed within the walles of Rome: Nor consente, that they shoulde sucke the breastes of delycate women. He hated delycate and gaye nourses, and they that were laborous homely and holsome he loued, and to them and none other he betoke his chyldren to nouryshe, and he wolde neuer a­gree, that they shoulde be brought home to his howse. He was wont to say in his sportynge: I haue more adoo to contente these nourysses, than to mary my doughters. Homere shewethe, that in Grece there dyed Arthemio, that was kynge of Argiue, withoute any sonne to inhe­ryte: and the nourse, that hadde nourysshed hym, with all [Page 18] her myght demanded the realme for a sonne of hers, why­che hadde sucked of the same mylke, that the sayde kynge had done, allegynge, that syth they were bothe nourysshed togyther, and sucked one mylke, that they bothe shuld en­heryte one realme. This sayde Homer, to reproue the nouryces of Grece, whiche toke more presumption for nouris­shynge of princis, than quenes dyd in bearynge of theym. Therfore this noble Marcus Aurelius emperour, wolde not that his doughters alonely shoulde sucke grosse and rude mylke, but he wolde not agree, that any reuerence honour or seruice shulde be doone vnto them, as it belon­geth to the chyldren of so hygh princis to be doone, and as the custome is to be doone. On a daye as the sayde empe­rour was at supper, a foole named Galindo, at whose wordes the emperour often toke pleasure, sayde, Syr yester­daye I came from Salon, and fro the gate of Hostie, and there I sawe the emperours chyldren goo lyke labourers, and I se here in thy house labourers chyldren go lyke em­perours: Telle me, why do ye dissimule as a wyse man, for I that am but a foole, vnderstandethe hit not. The emperour aunswered: O Galyndo, bycause that yet at this tyme, Rome is not Rome, all thoughe throughe all the worlde hit be renowmed Rome. In my selfe I fynde farre more assuraunce, that my chyldren begynne lyke poore labourers, and ende as ryche emperoures, thanne to begynne as ryche emperours, and ende as poore squi­ers. Doest thou not knowe why Italy is nowe lost? They wolde haue theyr chyldren to be wantonly and delycately nourysshed, and wyl not suffre theym to lyue in trauayle, and to leaue theyr heires poore and nedy, and theym selfe to ende in greatte peryl. This aunswere was so excellent in fame, that it was euer taken for a prouerbe in Rome. Whan this emperours doughters were of two yere olde, [Page] incontinent he prouided women and maystresses for to te­che theym. Sextus Cheronense saythe, that he serched a­monge the auncient matrones of Rome, which were clea­nest of lyfe, mooste estemed of good fame, of noblenesse of bloudde, of sadde wytte, and that had ben mooste vsed in bringing vp of princis chyldren. This emperour was soo thoughtefull in the orderynge and teachynge of his chyl­dren, that he wolde haue no woman, but if she were of .l. yere of age at the leaste, and .x. yere a widowe, and that she hadde nourished a. C. chyldren, doughters of senatours. Imagining, that she that had medled in so many thynges of other mens, shulde not be ignorant in her owne. After that he hadde prouyded these maystresses, he caused his doughters to be broughte to theyr houses, and there gaue them theyr charge. And frō the birth of any of his dough­ters, he wolde neuer consent, that they shuld come into his palays, tyll they shulde haue husbandes. It chanced, that Faustine the empresse chylded a doughter, and she beinge certified, that it was lyke her, and very faire, moued with a soft herte of womanheed, and with a motherly affection, prayed themperour, that the sayde chylde myghte be nory­shed in her presence, sythe euery man sayd, the chylde was so fayre and so lyke vnto them. The emperour aunswered and sayde: Faustyne, for those thynges that all other haue sayde to you, dothe it beseme you, to demaunde this of me? But I that haue red in this case, and in other cases haue sene, in no maner I ought to condiscende therto. Do you not knowe, that the tyme, that the doughter is nourysshed in the house, the father is charged with thoughte, the mo­ther with wantō flatteringes, enuy in the bretherne, bold­nes in the doughter, and foly in the nouryce. I wolde wit of you, if she were nourysshed in the house: what profyt­tethe it, if her maystres teache her saddenesse and honestie [Page 19] with her wordes: and we entice her to lewdenes with our workes and dedes? what profiteth it, if the doughter de­serue chastisemente, and the mother flatter and make her wanton? More reason it were, that your doughter should folowe the good doinges of you, that are her mother, than the wordes of the straunge wydowe, that is her maystres. Marke well Faustyne, if ye oughte to reioyce at her chyl­dyshe toys. Remembre, that the plesure of yonge chyldren, is but chyldysshe trifles. But if you nouryshe theym not well, as the pleasures were ioyful whan they were yonge, so whan they be olde, to refrayne them, shal be greatter di­spleasure. Therfore, if you be vertuous, with drawe theyr iapynge trifles as nowe, for them that shall be vertuous. I wyll tel you one thynge, I wolde rather my doughters, in myne absence, shulde be disciples to vertues, than to be maystresses in lewdenesse in my presence. And sythe it is so, I desire you, require it not of me. And I desire you, that it be not soo. I am importune on you, that ye be not im­portunate on me. I pray you, that you pray not me. Orels I commaunde you, that you demaunde it no more of me. This harde aunswere of the father, ceassed the importu­nitie and pitiefulle requeste of the mother. Thus Fau­stine, all fearefulle, seinge the father within the walles of Rome, durste not go se her doughter without, but as pri­uely as she myght.

¶Howe Marcus themperour dyd chose and pro­ued his sonnes in lawe. Cap. xi.

LIke wise as Marcus Aur. the emperour sur­mounted in vertues al mortall men, yt died, soo for certayne in mariage of his doughters he semed to be kin to the goddes, yt euer lyue: & by [Page] the grace and gyfte of god, or by his fortune, he was as happy in vertuous sonnes in lawe, as greatly infortunate of dyshonest doughters. After the dethe of the good olde man, with the smalle thoughte of the prynce his sonne in his gouernance, and vngoodly fame of his doughtes in theyr lyuinge, it semed to haue made an ende of the glory­ous memorie of the father, but if it were by the souerayne goodnes of his sonnes in lawe, that he hadde chose by his lyfe tyme. It is dayely sene, that the losse of the father by euyll chyldrene, is wonne by vertuous sonnes in lawe. Than Marcus Aurelius, in chosinge husbandes for his doughters, he toke not of dyuers, that the vanitye of the worlde offered hym: but of a fewe, that of manye folkes were estemed to be of good behauour, and that to his se­mynge were suche in dede. And as in mariages all the er­rour is to couete goodes that be in the pourse, and not to examyne the persone that is broughte to the house, He re­gardynge this, maried not his doughters to straung kyn­ges, but to naturall borne Senatours, not to suche as discended from hygh lygnage, as were the Sipions, Fa­bricions, and torquates: but to suche that with theyr ver­tues reysed newely good lygnages: Nor he maried theym not to suche as were presumptuous of the prowes and dedes of theyr predecessours: but to them that resplendy­shed by the dedes of theyr owne personnes. Nor of trouthe he chose none that were very riche, but suche as were ver­tuous: nor suche as were soone moued, but suche as were quiete: not the hyghe mynded: but to the moderate, that were no bosters, but shamefast: no bablers, but small spe­kers: no quarellers, but suffrers: not to presumptuous, but to them that were meke, not to hasty men, but to them that were pacient: not to them that were estemed amonge the commons, but vnto them that deserued laude amonge [Page 20] wyse men. In this maner he trusted no person, for he ma­ried not his doughters to suche as were praysed a farre of▪ but to them that of longe tyme had ben proued nerehand. In good faythe herein his reasone was good. For in the thynge that towcheth a mannes honour, he that is wyse ought not to trust in the onely information of straungers: Nor he is not wyse, that is so hardy, to doo al thynges by his owne semynge and opinyon. And he is but a symple persone, that wyll do all thynge after the opinion of stran­gers. And in these poyntes the emperour Marcus had a good respecte to kepe theym: In walkynge good rest, In speakynge great eloquence, in eatynge good temperance: In answering great subtiltie: In his sentences and deter­mynations great grauitie. And therfore in this case of maryage he was full of grauitie, tyl he was therin determy­ned. And this onely came not of hym, but of other, whan they came to pray hym. It befell that in a feast of the god Ianus, the emperour goinge to the campe of Mars, vp­pon a lusty hors fyers and flyngynge, he mette soo rudely with a trūpettour, that coursed as a knyght vpon a hors, that with the stroke of metyng, the trumpetour was ouer­throwen with his horse, so that he was slayne, and them­perours hors legge broken, and his owne fote hurte, and his arme out of ioynte. So greattely encreaced his hurt, that he was in perylle, Italye in heuynesse, and all Rome was in doubte of his lyfe. And bycause a fewe days afore that, he had communication of a maryage for his thyrde doughter, named Matrina, for the determination that he shulde haue made the same day, great suite was made to hym. But for the great peyne of his arme, and the bloude that was congeled in his bodye, and the anguysshe that was at his harte, as for the demaunde that was offered hym, he dyfferred the aunswere tyll an nother daye. The [Page] whyche daye commen, in open presence he sayde in this manier.

¶What the emperour Marcus sayd to the fa­ther of a yonge man that wolde marye one of his doughters. Cap. xii.

OFtentimes I haue sene in other, and haue pro­ued by experience, that the small consyderati­on passed, and the great acceleration in busy­nesses nowe present, maketh great inconueni­ences in tyme to come, onles that at that point the thynge be commytted to the vertue of some wyse per­sone, rather than to his owne sole opinion. Neuer the lesse in the case of mariage, though the father be wise, yet with­out the opinion of an other, he ought not to determyn him lyghtly: For enuyous fortune, thoughe she shewe her selfe somwhat frowarde in all thynges, yet in this case of mari­age, she ouerthroweth more than in all the other. He that wyll speake of maryage, ought to entre into his owne se­cretenes, and to thynke profoundly theron, as of a thyng that all his welthe lyeth in, his credence, his lyfe, his ho­nour, his good fame, the reste of his owne personne, and his fleshe, whiche is his chylde. I am of opinion, that yf all wise men were molten in a fournayes, they coude not gyue one good counsell to make a mariage: And wold ye that I, whiche am simple, shuld do it lyghtly by my selfe? Truely therin behoueth rype and sadde counsell. For ones fallen into the peryll therof, none may haue remedy with­oute greatter perylle. The renowmed Marcus Portius, whose lyuynge was a myrrour in his dayes, and his wor­des and counsels remayne for a remembrance, sayd open­ly in the senate: O noble fathers and happy people, by the [Page 21] decrees openly proclaimed in places accustomed, I know that in a coūsel and senate ye ordeyned three thinges, that is, ye vndertoke to make a newe warre agaynste the Par­thes, to continue the enmitie agaynst the Peniens, and to marie .v. hundred matrones of Rome, to .v.C. knygh­tes of Mauritanie. And certaynely I am abashed, that a­monge wyse men so hyghe affayres shulde be so soone and sodaynely concluded and determined. To satisfie myn vn­derstandynge, and for the good wylle that I owe to the countrey, I shall saye one worde, that is, to begyn warre, and to pursue hatred and yll wyll, and to conclude mari­ages, In these causes a man ought to aske counsell of all the men of the worlde, and al the goddis oughte to correct and amende it. And .x.M. counsaylynges wolde be hol­den vpon eche of these thynges. These wordes were wor­thy of great recommendation. For one thynge by dyuers opinions ought to be determyned: But many thinges by one opinion oughte not to be determyned. And if this be for all thinges, it serueth then most specially in mariages. My frēdes, ye say, that he that offreth hym to be my sonne in lawe, is greatly desyred loued and wel named amonge the common people. To sell suche marchandyse, set it not in so yll a shewe▪ The credence of an honest manne lyethe not amonge the common voyce of the people, but amonge philosophers: not amonge many, but amonge fewe: not among howe many, but what they be. Ye know your selfe, that at this houre all that the commons thynke is but a vayne thynge: that they prayse is false: that they con­dempne is good, that they approue, is nought, that they alowe is shamefull: and finally all that they laude, is but folye. Theyr praysinge begynneth with lyghtnes, their fo­lowynge without order, and it endeth with furie. O howe many haue I sene in Italye lyke the lies of wyne caste out [Page] of the senate, and after put as fyrebrondes of tauernes in Rome, by whose opinions the cōmon welth is gouerned, and with great lyghtnes men put downe, and with no les lyghtnes exalted agayne. Beholde here, that the workes of the people are holden in mockage with wyse men: and that that is agreed amonge theym, is estemed but for va­nities with wise men. For that that is meale with philoso­phers, is eaten but for branne & chaffe with symple folke: and contrary wyse, the meale of the symple, is but branne & chaffe amonge wise men. Of al that our predecessours haue syfted, in these dayes the chylderne of vanitie worke thereafter, for they wyll be desyred, and hate to be hated. All suche holdeth a generall rule, that euery man that de­syreth to be beloued of euery man openly, can not escape fro diuers secrete fautes. Shall I tell you, who is best be­loued nowe adayes? Than harken to me, and I wyll tell you, as moche as it toucheth, to whom it may touche, hurt who it may hurte, fele it who that may fele it. The people loueth hym that can dissimule with them, and him that is nought, and enuious of them that be good, & also suche as fauour lyers, & setteth trouth asyde, and suche as accom­panieth with mankyllers and murtherers, & to be serued of theues, and fauoureth quarellers, and pursueth suche as be peasible, delyuereth offenders, and sleeth innocētis, renometh them that be shamefull, and shameth them that be of good fame: Finally he is most set by, yt putteth them that be good fro hym, and is the most vayne among them that be vayne. Certaynly there is great suspection to sette hym amonge wyse men, that is allowed of all fooles. And the reason therof is, that the commons lyghtly loue none but men that with malyce refrayneth them that be vertu­ous, and letteth the rayne slyppe to them that be vicious. Truely wise men haue hym as suspect that the commons [Page 22] desyre, whiche wyl not be displeased with his yl doinges. O howe often tymes dothe the goddis permytte the ambicious man in honours, that procureth to do yl many dais without Iustice, and dothe not beholde the sodayne hole losse therof with shame? Than take this word of me, that in the multitude of men there are fewe to be praysed, and many to be repreued.

¶Howe a son in lawe ought to be well examyned er he be acceptep to his purpose. cap. xiii.

NOwe to come to our particular purpose. ye a­monge you do prayse this yonge man, and yf his werkes be as your wordes, ye shoulde not onely say, that he hath merited to be my sonne in lawe, but rather meriteth to be onely inhe­ritour of the hole empire. And therfore I wolde wytte of you, wherof you can praise this your kynseman, that there be no contraritie betwene his werkes and your wordes. If he be rusticall, it abateth hym soore: if he be of hyghe bloude, he wyll be presumptuous: if he be ryche, he wylle gyue hym to viciousnes: if he be pore, he wyl be couetous, if he be valiant, he wyll be ouerbolde: yf he be a cowarde, he is defamed: if he be a greate speaker, he shall be a lyer: if he be to lyttelle a speaker, he shall be noted as vnwyse: yf he be faire, he wylle be coueted: if he be foule, he wylle be ielous. Than if he be quite of al these, I swere to you, that I wyll gyue hym my doughter Matrine with all my hart. I do not say this vnto you, bicause I suppose any yl in your kynsman: but to thentent that ye shulde thynke, that I say it accordynge to my naturalitie. And than syth I say it not agaynst your credence, for the knowelege that ye haue of hym, mistake not my suspection, sith that I am [Page] hole ignoraunt of this yonge mans lyuynge. And I wyll not, that ye shoulde thynke, that the chylde my doughter, that hath ben brought vp in so great vertue in my palais, shulde be maried to this yong man for the onely fame that he hath amonge the people. O howe often haue I sene in our tyme nowe, and haue redde of the worlde passed, the whiche as nowe by commaundement of the goddis, at an other tyme by their yll workes haue deserued it, at an no­ther tyme by their sorowfull destenies haue permytted it, wenynge for to brynge sonnes in lawe into theyr howse, haue brought in a hell: In stede of wyse and fayre dough­ters, haue recouered adders: And seekynge sonnes, haue founde basilycke serpentes: In bienge of bloudde, poy­son delyuered: In sekynge frendes, they haue founde en­nemies: In demaundyng honour, shame hath be gyuen: and finally in marienge theyr chyldren, wenynge to haue lyued merily, the sorowfull fathers haue hadde euyll lyfe and a wors dethe. And in case that suche ought to be mo­ued more of them that be ioyous, than they that bene sory, of them that ben ioyous, as well oughte we to approue the iuste chastisement of the iuste goddis, by the vniuste workes done to iuste men. For he deserueth great chastise­ment, that with feareful hardynes as a foole determineth hym selfe in high and difficult thynges with sodayn coun­sell. And therfore my frendes, if ye be vertuous, be not a­bashed of that that I saye, nor take the examination that I make in a sclaunder: If I take this younge man to be my sonne, to be sonne in lawe to Faustyne my wyfe, hus­bande to my doughter Matrine, brother to Comodus the prince, felowe to them of the senate, kynsman to my kyns­folke, and lorde of my seruantes: It is reason, that suche a robe ought well to be regarded, sythe that so many per­sons muste weare the lyueray therof. The garmente that [Page 23] so many persons must weare, must be wysely cutte, to con­tent them all. We se naturally many thynges noyfull to vs, if it be nere vs, and yet nat domageable to vs ferre of. The sonne with his shynynge beames dothe parche the fleshe of the people of Ethiope, bycause hit is nere vnto them: and contrary wise it doothe no greefe to theyr per­sones that inhabite in the ende of Europe: for bycause it toucheth them afarre of. There haue bene dyuers sonnes of Rome, whiche beinge in strange countreys, haue done greatte proufyte to the common welthe, and noo lesse fa­med throughout the worlde, whiche after they were retur­ned to theyr owne howses, haue spylte more bloode of in­nocentes, than they had done before of the Barbariens. And that it is sothe demaunde of Iulius Cesar, of Pom­peius, of Sylla, of Marius, of Casius, of Catilina, and of Lypulus, of Octauius, and Marcus Anthonius, of Caligula, and of Nero, of Othus, and Domitianus. And as I say of soo small a nombre of bastarde chylderne that helde Rome, I maye saye of dyuers other tyrauntes broughte vppe in Italye. Beleue me in oone thynge, All that is agreable to vs abroode, agreethe not to vs yf we brynge them into the howse. For there gothe many thyn­ges betwene the entreatynge of a man in wordes, and to belonge conuersant with hym in workes. Lyttell nedethe humayne ignorance for to begyle an other, and yet lesse to be begyled of many an other. With a meke vysage, swete wordes in the tongue, good delyberation in the personne, temperaunce in the worde euery one may begyle an other nowe adayes: and by shrewdenes and malyce, is begyled hym selfe. I say to you, I beinge a yonge man knewe the famous oratour Taurin propose dyuers tymes in the se­nate: And on a day he spake for a Romayn matron, which shulde haue maried an honest doughter of hers to a may­ster [Page] of horses, by semynge a Romayne, and not very well appoynted: And amonge other wordes he sayde: O no­ble fathers, O happy people, commande not that thinge, that afterwarde ye wolde were not commaunded. An yll mariage is lyke as he that shoteth a pellet of duste, it hur­teth hym that it toucheth, and blyndeth theym that stande nexte. Sothelye these were hie wordes, and the compari­son well vnderstanden, conteyneth in it sentences of gra­uitie. It is manyfest to all men, that an ylle sonne in lawe is the deathe of the wyfe that hath hym, shame to the fren­des that procured it, and at the laste an yll ende for hym selfe, and for his father that offered it. Than by all these thynges that I haue sayde, ye maye vnderstande what I thinke in this mariage. His sayinges thus ended, the Se­nate was gretly edified therwith, and the knyghtes kyns­folke to this yong man, greatly abashed: and Faustin the empresse sore confused, for by her introduction the matter was moued. And howe this mariage failed, the historiens write not, whom we haue folowed in this werke.

How Marke themperour fauored al noble exercyses, and hated trewandes and fooles. ca. xiiii.

THe vertues of this good emperour, and the knowlege of sciēces, the worthines in armes, and the purenes of his liuinge, caused hym to be named amonge the famous men of Rome. The gentel conuersatiō that he had with eue­ry man, made him to be renowmed amonge the worthyest of al the worlde. The thinge most agreable without repre­hencion of the greattest, meane, and least is, that a lord and prynce of many, be communicable and conuersaunt with many. All the good werkes of good men may be condem­ned [Page 24] with the yll intentions of theym that be ylle: But the good condicions haue such a priuilege, that of yl the good is praysed, and the good approueth the yll. In a mans ly­uynge, there is none so great a vyce, but by good cōuersa­tion it is couered and hid. And contrary wise, no crime is secrete, but with ylle conuersation, at the tyme that it hur­teth, it is more openly knowen. Of two extremities hit is not so greuous to the common welthe, a man to be weake and faynt in secretenes, & of gentyll conuersation abrode, as it is of hym that is secrete, and is rude & of yll conuer­sation openly. Dyuers not being of good order and poli­cie, we haue sene cōuersant a gret whyle in Rome, only for beinge well condicioned. And many mo we haue sene, that in a short whyle after they were put in office, haue ben soo proude and hasty in theyr condicions, that they haue ben depriued from theyr offyces. And this we say bicause this good emperour was so ioyous of vysage, soo amyable in his customes, so louynge in his conuersation, that lyght­ly he wolde caste his armes aboute the necke, and on the shulders of them, and take them by the handes, that had any thynge to do with hym. The porters shoulde not lette them that wolde accompany hym in the palays: nor his garde was not so hardy to put abacke such as wold speke with hym in the fieldes. In all his ages he applyed to that that euery age gaue hym by nature: He was a childe amonge children, yonge amonge yonge folkes, worldely with them that were worldly, good felowe with good fe­lowes, a baron amonge barons, hardy with hardy men: and finally olde with olde menne. He was wonte to saye, whan any in his presence that were yonge and not welle taught in their language, iested at the debilitie of age, or olde men at the foly of youth: Leaue them, sith they leaue you. Many tymes of wyse yonge men cometh olde foles, [Page] And of yonge fooles customably cometh wise olde men: Naturalyte at the laste maketh all thynge in kynde. As of greatte debilitie we canne drawe but smalle strengthe, by our naturalitie we may for a tyme resiste it, but not vtter­ly mayster it. I am sore abashed, that somme wyll be soo lordely and valiant in vertues, and so hygh mynded, and yet wyll make vs beleue, that they lyuinge in the flesshe, and being of fleshe, onely fele not the fleshe. I can not tel, if nature hath made other of an other nature than I am of, or me of an other nature thanne other be. For I beynge neuer so faste inclosed in the swete conuersation of philo­sophy, yea in the beste tyme, this false flesshe wolle calleatte the gate with his noughtye fleshe. The more that we reyse and exalte vs with science and gette lyberties, the more lower we doo putte the flesshe with her myse­ries. Beleue me one thynge, that if a tree beareth not in Prymetyme his flowers, we hope not to haue the fruite in harueste type: and a yonge man that hathe not passed his youthe with yonge people, we haue noo hope that he shulde passe his age with olde men. And as we may resyste our naturalitie, and not cleane to for do it, so those fathers erre, that are so extremely affectioned, to haue theyr chyl­dren to begynne as olde men, whervpon it foloweth, that they ende as yonge. This emperour was soo wyse in all thynges, that amonge them that were mery, he was of great myrthe. And in verities he was very veritable. In his pastimes he was greattely temperate, and a louer of musike, specially in good voyce and instrumentes, and soore displeased if he harde any discorde therin. He pas­sed moste of his youthe in lernynge of sciences. Whan he came to mannes state, he exercised feates of knyghthode: he loued disciplyne and not of adulation. He was apt and happye in armes, but yet in rydinge of horses he hadde [Page 25] ofte tymes yll happe. In his yonge age he delyted to play at the tennys, and at the chesse in his aege. He loued not these counterfaytyng players of farces and mummeries, and yet lesse trewandes, that bene natural fooles, iuglers, and gesters for pleasure. The players and gesters suffred great varietie in the empire, accordynge to the diuersitie of emperours. Iulius Cesar susteyned theym, Octauian his neuewe droue theym away, Caligula called theym a­gayne, Cruell Nero banyshed them, Nerua made theym come agayne, Good Traian banyshed them out of al Ita­ly, Anthony Pius brought theym in ageyne: And by the handes of this good emperour Marcus Aurelius, they ended. And the occasion was, the Romayns dyd celebrate with great ioye, the .iiii. day of May, the great feaste of the mother Berecynte, mother of all the goddis. The sacred priestes flamines diales, wold haue brought thyther these mynstrelles iugglers and gesters, for to reioyce the feaste, and contrarye wyse the holy nunnes vestales wolde haue done the same, so that variance felle betwene theym, some with force, and somme with resistence, and some ranne thi­der in fauourynge of bothe parties, and not a fewe, to de­parte theym. The cruell and greate noyse of slaughter a­monge them, was suche, that it tourned the feaste to we­pynges, the pleasures into sorowes, and theyr songes in­to waylynges. This good emperour laboured to pease this furie of the people, and to sette peace among the ney­bours of Rome. Whan all was done, he made curious di­ligence to serche out all the players, iuglers, and iestours of Rome, and in all the circuite of Italy, that they might be chastised, and Rome delyuered of them. And for exam­ple of all the worlde, he sente theym to the gate of Hostie, and commaunded to sette them in Galies, and to banyshe them for euer, into the yles of Hellispont: whiche was ac­complyshed, [Page] as the emperour commaunded. And fro that daye, was neuer sene at Rome, iugler nor iester, as longe as the emperour lyued. But it passed not two yeres after his deathe, but they retourned, whan his sonne hadde the rule. And excepte the bokes doo lye, there was in Rome greatter nombre of fooles than of wyse men.

¶Of the good conuersation of this emperour Marcus Aurelius. Cap. xv.

WE haue sayd of the hatred that this emperour had to trewandes, reuelers, getters, iuglers, gesters, and suche other: Nowe wyl we speke of his laudable exercyses of them that came to hym. To be welle condicioned, the malyce of mankynde is so great, that as good men are bounde to regard the yll, so do they that be yll, regarde to distroy the good. The trace of vertu is as good in good thingis, with them yt be good, as the vice & dishonestie of euyll folkes, is in euyll thinges. What greatter corruption in this worlde may be, than a vertuous persone, for one worke of vertue, can not fynde one to helpe hym to worke it, and whan he alone hath wroughte it, there cometh tenne thousande to gaynsaye hym? The greattest goodnes of all goodnes is, whan tyrannies are putte vnder by vertues acquyred: or to fynde remedye agaynste accustomed vyces, with good inclynations. And the greattest euyll of all euyls, is whan a persone forgetteth that he is a manne, puttynge reason vnder fote, straynynge his hande agaynst vertue, and let­teth vice rule the bridell. This emperour Mar. Aurel. su­steyned in his lyfe great glorie, in the eschewyng the villa­ny of vyllaynes: no lesse merited he immortall memorye, in sufferynge dyuers dyshonesties in the execution of his [Page 26] vertues. An vnfallible reule hit is, amonge the chyldren of vanitie, to chylde the vices of theym that be vycyous. And the vertues welle incorporate, nourysshe many enui­ous. They that be ylle, benne allwayes double ylle, by­cause they beare armour defensiue, to defende theyr owne yuelles: and armes offensyue to assaylle the good ma­ners of other. The trowthe is, if good menne be dyly­gente to seke other that be good, no lesse oughte they for to hyde theym from theym that be ylle: for a good manne with one fynger, hathe power ouer all theym that be ver­tuous, but for to withstande one ylle personne, he hathe nede of handes feete and frendes. And thoughe fortune be ylle to good menne, theyr owne propre fame shall be spente as of straungiers. This good emperoure was stronge in vertue, meeke in wordes, attemperate in his exercyses, homely with euery manne, sadde amonge sadde men, hasty amonge hasty men, mery with mery men, and wise amonge wyse men, as it is conuenable for a curyous prince to be. And whan these are approued in the lawe of good men, by clere vnderstandynge, as well shall they be condempned by theym that haue yll intencions. Thanne as the cooles canne not be in the embres without sparkis, nor corruption of the carion withoute stenche: no more can he that hath a hole and clere herte be, without inforsynge hym to vtter louynge wordes: And he that hathe an ylle harte, alwayes ouercommeth other with wordes of ma­lyce. For it is certayne, for a small seasone the louer maye absteyne his loue, and yette lesse tyme the payne of hym, that is payned with loue hydde. The sorowfulle syghes, shewe the hurte of the harte, and the malicious wordes di­scouer the yll of the harte. We haue sayde all this, bycause that the bountie of this good Emperoure Marcus Au­relius set all his ioy and gladnes in them that were good, [Page] and bewayled theym that were ylle. And as in semblable thynges, the worthy men shewe their worthynes, and wise men their wysedome, beinge vertuous in workynge, and wise in knowlegynge, were very wise in dissimulyng. One of the vertues, that a wyse man ought to haue (wherin he shall be knowen as wyse) is that he can suffre well. For a man yt can suffre well, was neuer but wyse & wel manerd, and therwith to suffre the vertue of yll busines, is a thing reasonable, of all reasonable beastis, and of them that be good, very good. And by contrarye wise, the man that can not well suffre, though it be in very iuste thynges, hopeth not to be welle treated. And lykewise as this Emperoure Marcus in all vertues, hath ben egall with all the empe­rours of Rome, that haue benne, In this vertue of suffe­raunce, he hath surmounted all them of the world. He was wont to saye many tymes, I haue not attayned to the em­pire, by the sciēces that I haue lerned of the philosophers, but by the pacience, that I haue had with them that were frowarde and not lerned. And this semeth to be true: for oftentymes this Emperour, beynge with the Senate at Collisee, or the Senate with hym in the hygh Capytolle, he seynge in his presence dyuers that praysed hym, and o­ther, that in his absence amonge the people blamed hym, and rebuked hym, his attemperance yet was soo greatte, and shewed him selfe so iuste with one and other, that ney­ther his frendes, that agreed with him, were sorowful, nor his ennemies, for any disfauour, went away complayning and angrye.

¶Of the feaste that the Romaynes kepte to the god Iano in Rome, and what chaunced to the sayde emperour there. Cap. xvi.

[Page 27] AMonge the solemne feastes, yt the auncient Romaynes had inuented, was one of the god Ianus, kept the fyrst day of the yere, whiche as nowe is the fyrste day of Iani­uer: He was paynted with two faces, to shewe, that it was the laste daye of the yere passed, and the begynnyng of the newe yere. To this god was dedicate a sumptuous temple in Rome, which temple Numa Pōpilius, called it the temple of peace. And except the temple of Iupiter, it was holden in most reuerence of all other. Whan the Romayn emperours went or came to Rome, to vysite the high capitoll, and the vestall vyrgins, forthwith they wente to praye, worshyp, and to offre at the temple of Ianus. The day of celebration of the sayd feast, all Rome reioyced, and put on them the beste clothes that they hadde, brennynge great lyghtes in euerye hous, and made many playes of interludes, of gestes and iuglyng, & watched all nyght in the temples, & delyuered al the priso­ners that were in prison for dette, & payde the debtes with the common treasour. They had tables with meate before their doores, in such haboundance, that more was left thā eaten, wherwith all the poore folkes in Rome were rele­ued. The Romayns thought, that what so euer they spent that daye, that the god Iano (whiche was god of tymes) wolde rewarde them double. The Romaynes sayde, that this god Ianus was not vnkynde nor no nygarde, for yf they spente a lyttell, he wolde recompence theym with a great deale. At this feaste was made greate processions, euery sorte of people by them selfe, the senate went apart, the priestes aparte, The Censores aparte, the Plebeyens aparte, The matrones and yonge maydens by them selfe, and the ambassadours went in procession with al the cap­tiues and prisoners. Thus they wente euer two and two: [Page] the ende of one company, was the beginnyng of an other. And thus out of the temple of Ianus, they wente aboute all the temples of Rome, and soo out of Porte latine into the fieldes, and rounde about the walles of Rome. And bycause the circuite of Rome was greatte, the processions went but from one gate to an other, so that towarde night all the processions of Rome had gone euerychone in theyr company aboute: And that done, they retourned all into the temple, that they came out of, and there offred echeone as they myght. And in the sayde processions it was of cu­stome, that the emperours went accompanied with the se­natours: but this good emperour was soo famylier, that he wolde honour and accompany euery man. It was ac­customed in Rome, that the sayde day themperour shulde weare on his robe, and mantelle unperiall. And all priso­ners and captiues that myght touch hym with their hāde, were deliuered, & al trespassours were pardoned, and banished folke were forgiuen, and called agayn. And this em­perour to vse his clemency, and to leaue after hym perpe­tuall memorie, lefte the procession of senatours, and with­out any gard, went the procession with prisoners and cap­tiues. The whiche doinge, was occasion to leaue behynde hym perpetuall memory of hym selfe, and greate example of clemencie and lowlynes to princes for to come. Howe be it there is nothynge so well done of them that be good, but forthwith it shalbe contraried of them that be yl: And therfore this example was soo moche dispraysed of theym that were yll, as praysed and allowed of theym that were good. And in likewise as among them that be good, there is one noted to be pure good, so amonge them that be yll, there is one noted to be right ylle. And that worse is, that the vertuous person estemeth not the glorie his vertue so great, as the malitious person by his malice is shamid. [Page 28] This is sayde, bycause there was a senatour in the senate, named Fuluius, whiche was as blacke by his malyce, as whyte by his heares. He laboured soore in the dayes of A­drian to haue ben emperour, and had Marcus always as competitour. And as it is a naturall thyng to theym that haue yll hartes, to shewe theyr malyce in smal thynges, so this emperour dyd neuer no good thynge openly, but this Fuluius wolde grudge therat secretely. And though this emperour was greatly praysed for the delyuerynge of pri­soners, yet the sayd senatour coude not haue the prudence for to suffre it, and so part in mockery, and part in erneste, he sayd these wordes to the emperour in the senate: Why gyuest thou thy selfe to all men?

¶Howe Marcus the emperour aunswered a sena­tour in the senate. Cap. xvi.

THe emperour Marcus Aur̄hering what the senator had said to him, in the p̄sence of the sena­tors, yt is to wite, Wherfore he gaue him to all men, He aunswered, Frende, I giue me to all men, bycause all men giue them to me, and ar glad of me. Beleue me, that ouer great rigour in a prince, causeth hatred of the people. The goddis wyll not, nor the lawes permit not, nor the agreement of the cōmon welthe wyll not suffre, ye princis be lordes ouer many, & to accom­pany but with a fewe. I haue redde in bokes, & haue pro­ued it by my selfe, that the loue of subiectes, the suretie of the prince, the dignitie of thempire, and the honour of the Senate, do conserue the prince, not with rigour, but with gentyll conuersation. The fysher goth not to take dyuers fyshes of the riuer with one baite, nor ye mariner with one nette entreth into the see. I promyse you the depenesse of [Page] good wylles ought to be wonne with the depenesse of the harte, some with gyftes, some with wordes, some with promyses, and some with fauours. The insaciate couetous men are neuer content, nor wyll open their affection, but locke vp their treasours. And such as serueth for loue, ar lesse content with openyng of their treasure, than locking vp their wylles. It is an olde prouerbe of Pythagoras: Loue is payd with other loue. O how yl fortune it is to a prince, & how vnhappy it is to a cōmon welth, whā ye peo­ple serue not their lordes, but for rewardes, & the lordes to kepe & mayntayne them, but for their seruice. With diuers stones and one ciment, buyldynge is reysed, and of diuers men, and one lord, is composed a common welthe. And if geometrie begile me not, the morter that ioyneth one stone with an other, ought to be medled with sande and slecked lyme by reson. Separate the stones, and the wal openeth, and let the cyment fayle, and the edifice falleth. He that is wyse, may well vnderstande me. Loue betwene neybours suffereth to be mitigate with water: but hit is requysite, that the loue of the prince and his people be pure. Dy­uers trowbles, and acte dyuers tymes, I haue seene a­mong the common people of Rome in one day moued and appeased: but one discorde, reysed betwene the lorde and the common welthe, vnto the death, is neuer accorded. It is a difficile thinge, to make appoyntment of many with many, and more difficile, to accorde one with an nother. But without comparison, more harder it is, to appoynt di­uers with one, than one with dyuers. And in this case I wyl not saue the prince, nor leue the people vncondēpned. Fro whens (as ye thynk) cometh it now adays, that lordis with annoyance commaunde vniuste thinges, and in iust thinges the subiectes are vnobediente? Nowe here me, & I shall tell you. The prince doinge a thynge in dede, and [Page 29] not of righte, wyl confounde the wyl of euery manne, and beleue his owne vnderstandynge, and drawe of hym selfe and all other his onely wyl. Contrary wise, the multitude of the people dispraysynge theyr lordes vnderstandynge, do as they will: not as all wyll, but as euery manne desi­reth hym selfe. Of trouth it is a greuous thing, although it be greately accustomed, to wyll, that all gounes shulde be mete fore one man, and that one mans harneis shuld be mete to arme all men. Than what shall we do, that our fathers haue lefte thus in the worlde, & also we hold that we be theyr chyldren, and that worse is, we leaue the same to our heires? O howe many princis of my predecessours, I haue redde of, that haue bene loste in shewynge theym selfe ouer straunge, and beloued of none? I wyll tell you of somme of them for exaumples, that I haue redde in my bokes, to thintent that pryncis maye se what they wynne by amiable conuersation, and what they lose by ouermoch straungenes. In the realme of Assiens, greatter in armes than the Caldeens, and lesse in aduantage and antiquitie than the Assiriens: One maner forme of kynges endured amonge them. CC. and .xx. yeres, by reason they were of lowable conuersation. And an nother fourme and maner (as Homer sayth) lasted but .xl. yeres, bicause their kinges were of an yll condition. And the .ix. Epiphanes of the Egiptiens was vnnombred and put down, bycause there was a lawe that eche one shulde be bare legged in the tem­ples vpon the holy dayes. And this kynge on a day riding came before the god Apis, god of the Egiptiens, the whi­che thyng was not suffred, for besyde that he was put out of his realme, he was chastised. Also the .vi. Arfacidauel the inuincible kynge of Parthes, not onely was depriued, but also banyshed out of his realme, bycause he dyned at a knyghtes bridale, and wolde not eate at the bridale of a [Page] cōmuner. Yet also though the realme of Italy was scant, theyr hartes were greatte: for bycause one of their Mar­ranes, for so were their kynges called, had shette his ga­tes by nyghte, for to slepe the surelyer, he was depriued of his realme: bycause a lawe was made, that noo prynce shulde shette his gates nyght nor day. for they saide, they had made him kynge for to dryue awaye their ennemyes, and not to be daintily nourished. Tarquine the last kyng of the Romayns was vnkynde to his father in lawe, dif­famed his blod and kynrede, was a traytour to his coun­trey, cruell of his persone, and aduoutrer with Luctece: but for all that he was not called vngentyll, nor infamed, nor traytour, nor cruell, nor aduoutrer, but he was named Tarquine the prowde, bycause he was of ylle condicions and complexions. And yet by the lawe of good menne, I swere to you, that if the sayd vnhappy Tarquine had had good wyll in Rome, for the aduoutry of Lucrece he hadde not be put out of his realme, for as moche as other great­ter and more greuous harmes hadde benne doone before his tyme, and also moche wors sithen by aged emperours in the empire, the whyche crymes by theym commytted were suche, that the offence of this frayle yonge man was but small in estimation. For thynge certayne these pryn­ces holde, that if they gyue dyuers occasions for their yll wyll, yet a lyttell thing suffiseth if he shewe, that the hate that he hath is for none yll wyll: but the hate that the sub­iecte hath to the lorde, is bycause he hath no power. ¶Iulius Cesar, the laste dictatour and firste emperour, bycause he forgate to be a man among men, but thinking to be a god amonge goddis, beynge a lawdable custome, that the senate shulde salute the emperour on their knees, and the emperour to ryse courteysly agaynste theym: by­cause of a presumptuous mind, he wold not kepe the sere­monie, [Page 30] he merited to lese his lyfe with .xxiii. strokes of pen kniues, And as I saye of these so fewe a nombre, I maye saye of many other. The phisitions with a lyttel Rubarbe purge many humours of the body, and the emperor with a littel beneuolence taketh many greues fro the stomakes of his subiectes. The people owe obedience to the prynce, and to do his persone great reuerence, and fulfyll his cō ­maundementes, and the prince oweth egall iustice to eue­ry man, and meke conuersation to all men.

¶Marcus Portius sayde dyuers tymes in Rome: That the publycke welthe is there perpetuall and without any sodayne falle, where the prynce fyndethe obedience, and all the people fyndethe loue with the prynce. For of the loue of the lorde bredethe the good obedience of the sub­iecte, and of the obedience of the subiecte bredeth the good loue of the lorde. The emperour in Rome is lyke to a spi­der that is in the myddes of her webbe. For if the sayde coppe webbe be touched with the poynte of a nedell, forth­with the spider feleth hit. I meane that all the werkes of the emperour in Rome benne streyghte waye knowen in all the erthe. I beleue that this daye I haue bene iudged of humayne malyce, for accompanyenge the processyon of the captiues, and that I suffredde theym to towche me, that they myghte enioy the priuilege of lybertie. I yelde and gyue great graces to my goddis of my good happe, bycause they haue made me pitifull for to delyuer prisoners, and not cruell as a tyraunte for to make theym bonde that be free. The prouerbe sayth: One snare maye take two byrdes: So it hath ben this daye, for that bene­fyte rebounded onely to the myserable prisoners, but the fauour, to all theyr nations. And doo ye not knowe, that by the takyng away of their yrons, I haue drawen to me the hartes of all theyr realmes and countreys? Fynally [Page] hit is more sure to a prince to be serued with free hartes, and loue of them that be at libertie, than of subiectes con­streyned with feare.

¶Howe themperour Marcus deuided the howres of the day for the busynesses of thempire. Ca. xviii.

HEre before we haue shewid how this good em­perour had great hatrede of men that were of yll lyuynge, and that passed their tyme in ylle exercyse. It suffiseth not the philosopher to re­preue the vice of other by wordes, but it is ne­cessary that he do the werkis that he requireth other to do: It is reason nowe to shewe, howe this Emperour by his great prudēce compassed & dispatched the great and huge busynesses of the empire, the particularities of his house­holde, the recreation of his persone, thexercyse of his stu­dies, the infinite reasonynge with one and other, with su­che peyne takyng, and in so shorte tyme. He was soo apte and wel aduysed, that by hym there was no tyme yl spent. Nor neuer fayled to dispatche the besynes of the empire. And bycause the tyme is glorious of hym that gloriously spendeth it, and the tyme is accursed, that to our domage and without profyte to other passeth, leauing vs ignorant as brute beastes: He departed the tyme by times, the order wherof was thus. Seuen howres he slepte in the nyght, and rested one howre in the daye: At dyner and supper he wasted but onely two howres: he deputed two howres for the matters of Asie: Other two howres for the busynesse of Europe and Affrike: and in conuersation of his house, and with his wife and children seruantes and frēdes that came to see him, he spente other two howres: And for the outwarde besynesse, as to here the complayntes of theym [Page 31] that were greued: The suites of poore men wantynge iu­styce, the wydowes, the robberies of pyckers, of mychers, and vacaboundes, he deputed an other houre. All the rest of the day and nyght in reding of bokes, to write workes, to make metres, to studye antyquities, to practyse with wise men, to dispute amonge philosophers, he passed thus ordinately in wynter: And in sommer if cruel warres let­ted hym not, or that he were troubled with great and hai­nous matters, he went euer to bed at .ix. of the clocke, and awoke at .iiii. It was of custome that emperours hadde euerlyghtes brennynge in their chaumbre. And therfore whan he awoke, bycause he wolde not be ydel, he had euer a boke at his beddes heed. And thus in redynge he spente the rest of the nyght, tyll it was day. He rose at .vi. of the clocke, and made hym redy openly, not angrely, but meri­ly: he wolde demaunde of them that were presente, howe they had spent all the nyght tyme. And there he wolde re­herse what he had redde that nyght. Whan he was redye, he wolde washe his handes with very well smellynge wa­ters: for he was a great louer of al swete odours. He had a good and a quycke smellynge. Than in the mornynge before euery man, he wolde take .iii. or .iiii. morselles of e­lectuarie of sticados, and two draughtes of Aqua vite. After that in sommer he wold go forthwith a fote to the ri­uerside, and there passe the tyme the space of two houres. And as soone as the heate came, he wolde goo to the hygh capitoll to the senate. That done he wente to the colledge, where as all the procurours and ambassadours of al pro­uinces were, and there he wolde be a greatte parte of the daye, and here euery nation by hit selfe, accordynge to the tyme that was deputed by order. And towarde the euen­nynge, he wolde goo to the temple of the vyrgins vesta­les. He eate but ones a day, and that was somewhat late, [Page] and thanne he wolde make a good meale, and but of fewe meates. He had a custome euerye weke in Rome, or other cities, where as he was, that two dayes late in the euen­nynge he wolde walke in the stretes without his garde or knyghtes, onely with .x. or .xii. pages, to se if any persone wolde speake with hym, or complayne of any officer of his courte and house, and this he caused to be demaunded of other men. This good emperour wolde often tymes saye: A good prynce that wyll rule and gouerne wel, and not to be a tyraunte, oughte to do thus: That is, that he be not couetous of tributes, nor proude in his commaundemen­tes, nor vnkynde to seruices, nor bolde in the temples, nor defe to here complayntes. In fulfyllynge hereof he shall haue the goddes in his handes, and the hartys of menne shalbe his. Al the whyle that this Marke was emperour, he had neuer porter at his chaumbre doore, but if it were the two houres that he was with Faustine his wyfe. This good emperour had in his howse a secrete closette locked with a key that he bare hym selfe, and neuer trusted none other therwith to the houre of his death. And than he cō ­maunded to delyuer it to Pompeiano, a prudent ancient bacon that was maryed to his doughter: In the which closet he had diuers bokes writen in all langages, as Greke, hebrewe, latyne, and Caldee, and other antike hystories.

The answere of M. themperour, whan Faustine his wife demaunded the key of his study. ca. xix.

AS it is natural to womē to dispise that thyng that is gyuen them vnasked, so it is deathe to them to be denayed of that they do demande. This emperour had the study or closet of his howse in the mooste secrete place of his palays, wherin he [Page 32] neyther suffred his wyfe seruant nor frende to entre. On a day it chanced, that Faustin thempresse desyred importu­natly to se that study, sayinge these wordes: My lorde, let me se your secrete chaumbre. Beholde I am greatte with chylde, and shall dye, if I see it not. And ye knowe well, that the lawe of the Romayns is, that nothynge shall be denyed to womenne with chylde, of that they desire. And if ye do otherwise, ye doo it in dede, but not of ryghte. For I shall dye with the chylde in my bodye. And more o­uer I thynke in my mynde, that ye haue some other louer within your study. Therfore to put away the peryl of my trauaylyng, and to assure my harte frome Ielousie, hit is no great thyng to lette me entre into your study. The em­perour seinge that Faustines wordes were of trouth, & by­cause he sawe her wordes washed with wepyng, answered her on this wyse: It is a thyng certayne, whan one is con­tented, he saythe more with his tongue, than he thynketh with his harte. And contrary wyse, whan one is heuy, the eyen wepe not soo moche, nor the tongue can not declare that is locked in the hart. Vayne men with vayne wordis shewe and declare their vayne pleasures: And the wyse men with prudent wordes, dissemble their cruel passions. Amonge wyse men he is wysest, that knoweth moche, and sheweth to knowe but lyttell: And amonge the symple, he is mooste symple, that knoweth but lyttelle, and sheweth hym selfe to knowe moche. They that ar prudent, though they are demaunded, say nothyng: but symple folke wyll speake ynough without askynge of any question. This I saye Faustine, bycause thy wepynge hath soo hurte me, and thy vayn speche so turmented me, that I can not de­clare that I fele, nor thou canst nat fele yt that I saye. Dy­uers aduertisementes haue they writen, that haue writen of mariage, yet haue they not writen, how many trauailes [Page] that one womanne causeth her housbande to suffre in one daye. Of a suretie, it is a ioyfull thynge to reioyce in the chyldhode of chyldren, but it is a ryght cruel thing to suf­fre the importunities of theyr mothers. The chyldren do nowe and then a thing that tourneth vs to pleasure, but ye women do nothynge but gyue vs displeasure. I shall agree with all maried men to pardon theyr chyldrens ple­sures, for the annoyance that the mothers gyue to theym. One thynge I haue sene, the whiche neuer begyled me, that the iuste goddes do gyue to the vniuste menne, that all the euylles that they doo in this worlde, shall be re­mytted to the furies of the other worlde: But if they doo commytte any synne for the pleasure of any woman, the goddis commaunde, that by the handes of the same wo­manne, we shall receyue peyne in this worlde, and not in the other. There is not soo fyers or peryllous an ennemie to a manne, as is his wyfe. And though a manne can not lyue with her as a man, I neuer sawe none soo lyght, be­ynge with a vicious woman, in doynge vyce, but that by the same woman at the last he receyued shame and chasty­sement. Of one thynge I am sure, and I saye it not by­cause I haue sene it, but experimented in my selfe, that though the husbande do all that his wyfe wylle, yet wyll she do nothynge that her husband wolde haue done. Gret crueltie is among the barbariens to holde theyr wiues as sclaues: And no lesse madnes is it of Romaynes, to kepe them as ladyes. Flesshe oughte not to be soo leane, that it abhorre: nor so fatte that it cloye the stomake: but meane and enterlarded, to the ende that it be sauourye. I saye that a wyse manne canne not gyue so stronge a brydelle to his wyfe, that she wylle obeye as an hande mayden: nor gyue her so lyttell of the brydell, but she wylle exalte her selfe as maystresse and reuler. Beholde Faustine howe [Page 33] ye womenne are soo extreme in all heedlonge extremities, that with a lyttell fauour ye wylle exalte, augemente, and growe into great pride: and with a lyttell disfauour, ye recouer greatte hatred. There is no parfite loue, where is no egalitie betwene the louers. And as ye and other are vnperfite, soo is your loue vnperfite. I wote well ye vn­derstande me not. Therfore vnderstande Faustine, that I say more than ye wene. There is no woman, that with her wyll wolde suffre any greatter than her selfe: nor to be contente to haue an other egall with her. For thoughe she haue a. M.li. rent, yet she hathe, x.M. folyes in her heed. And that worse is, though it chaunce her husbande to dye, and she lese all her rent, yet endeth not her folyshe­nes. Herken to me, and I shall tell you more. All women wolde speake, and haue all other to be stylle: they wolde gouerne, and be gouerned of none other. One thyng they desyre, that is to se, and to be sene. And suche as be lyghte in folowynge theyr lyghtnes, they holde as theyr subiec­tes and sclaues: and suche as be wyse, and reproue theyr appetites, they pursue as enemies. In the annales Pom­peyens, I haue founde a thyng worthy for to be knowen, and that is: Whan Gnee Pompeie passed into the Orient on the mountaynes Rifees he founde a maner of people called Masagetes, whiche had a lawe, that euery inhabi­taunt or dweller shuld haue two tonnes or fattes, bycause there was lacke of houses in the sayde mountaynes: In one was the housbande, the sonnes and men seruauntes: and in the other the wyfe the doughters and maydens. On the holy dayes they dydde eate to gether, and ones in the weke they laye together. Whan great Pompeye had questioned the cause of theyr lyuynge in that maner, for that he neuer sawe nor knewe a more extreme thynge in all the worlde, One of them aunswered: Pompey behold, [Page] the goddis haue gyuen vs but a shorte lyfe, for none of vs may lyue aboue .lx. yere at the moste, and those yeres we trauayle to lyue in peace. And in hauing our wyues with vs styll in companye, we shulde lyue euer dyenge: for we shulde passe the nyghtes in herynge their complayntes: and the days in sufferynge their brawlynges and chydyn­ges. In kepynge them this wise from vs apart, they nou­rishe their chyldren more peasibly, eschewynge the noyses that sleeth the fathers.

¶I tell the Faustin, that though we cal the Masagettes barbariens, in this case they be wiser than the Romayns. One thing I wyl tel you Faustin, and I pray you marke it wel. If the beastly mouynge of the flesshe enforced not the wyll of man to do his luste, and that he wolde not de­sire women, I doubte whether women wolde suffre it or loue it the lesse. Of trouth if the goddis hadde made this loue voluntarie, as it is naturall, that is as we wolde we myght, and not as we wold and may not: with great peyn a man myghte be satisfied, though he shuld lose him selfe for any woman. It is a great secrete of the goddis, and a great myserie to man, that the faynt and weke fleshe doth force the herte whiche shulde be free, to loue that it abhor­reth, and to alowe that that domageth. This is a greatte secrete, that men can fele hit euery houre as men: and yet by discretion may not remedy it. I enuie not the lyuynge goddis, nor the menne that be deed, but for two thynges, and they ben these: The goddis lyue without feare of thē that be malycious, and they that be deed are in peace with out nede of women. The ayre is so corrupt, that it corrup­teth euery man with two pestilent plages so deadely, tha the fleshe and the harte endeth. O Faustine, is the loue of the fleshe so naturall, that whā the fleshe fleeth scornefully we shulde leue the true harte as captiue? And the resonne [Page 34] as reason put her to flyght, the fleshe as fleshe forthewith yeldeth her to you as ouercome.

¶The emperour reherseth the perylles of them that haunt women excessiuely. Cap. xx.

THemperour folowynge his purpose declareth the vniuersall domages, that come to man by ouermoche conuersacyon and hauntynge of women. And after he had tolde some particu­lar cases that he had suffred with Faustin his wyfe, he sayd: I am well remembred, yt in my yong age I folowed the fleshe to moch, with purpose neuer to returne. And therfore I cōfesse, yt if I had good desires in one day, in stede therof a. M. dayes I wrought yll. It is reson that ye women flee from them that flee from you: to hyde you from them that hyde them fro you, to leue them that leaue you, to seperate you fro them, that separate them fro you: to forgette them that forget you. For some scape fro your handes yll famed and effeminate: and other are hurt with your tonges, many ben persecuted with your werkes, and the better to scape free, they come awaye abhorred of your hartes and bounde to your lyghtnesses. Than who that feleth this, what getteth he by the attaynynge therof? O to howe many perylles offerethe he hym selfe, that with women is greatly conuersant? If a man loue theym not, they count hym as a villeyne: if he loue them, they thinke hym lyghte: yf he leaue theym, they repute hym for a co­warde: if he folowe them, he is loste, if he serue theym, he is not regarded, if he serue theym not, he shall be hated of them, yf he wylle haue theym, they wylle not haue hym: yf he desyre theym not, they wylle seeke on hym: yf he haunte theym, he is ylle named: if he haunte theym not, [Page] they recken hym no man. What shall the vnhappye man do? Let men take this for certayne, that thoughe the hus­bande do for his wyfe all that he can do as a mā, and that he ought to do as a husbande, and with his weakenes do the beste that he can, for to fynde remedy agaynste pouer­tie with his trauayle, and put hym selfe in danger for her euerye houre: al this shall not please his wyfe, nor make her the better, but she wyll say, that the traytour louethe other, and that all that he dothe, is onely to accomplysshe his pleasure on them. Many dayes ago Faustyne, I haue wylled to tell the this, but I haue differred it tyll now, ho­pynge that thou woldest gyue me occasion to telle it the: the whiche longe agoo thou haste caused me to feele. It is no poynte of wyse men, that for euerye tyme they are an­noyed with theyr wyues, forthewith to hurte theym with wordes. For amonge wise men the sayd wordes are moste estemed whan they are well appropried and sayd to good purpose. I do bethynke me, that it is .vi. yere sith Antho­ny Pie thy father dyd chuse me to be his sonne in law, and thou me to be thy husbande, and I the for my wyfe: this my fatall destenie dyd permytte, at the commaundemente of Adrian my lorde. My father in lawe gaue the his fayre doughter to me for wyfe, and the very sadde and ponde­rous empyre in maryage. I trowe we were all begyled: He to take me for his sonne, and I to chuse the for my wyfe. He was named Anthony Pius, bycause he was pi­tiefull in all thynges, saue vnto me, to whom he was cru­ell, for in a lyttell flesshe he gaue me many bones: and to say the trouthe, I haue no tethe to gnawe it, nor no heate in my stomacke to dygeste hit: and manye tymes I haue thoughte my selfe loste with it. For thy beautie thou were desyred of many, but for thyn yuell condicions thou were abhorred of all. O howe vnhappy ben thy destenies Fau­styne, [Page 35] and howe yuell haue the goddis prouided for the. They haue giuen the beautie and richesse for to vndo the: And they haue denied & refusid to the the best, that is good condicions, qualitie, and wysedome to maynteyne them. I say to the agayn, that the goddis haue ben very cruelle to the, sythe they adressed the to the whyrlepoole, where as all yll folke peryshe, and haue taken from the, the sayles and oores, wherby all good folke escape. The .xxxviii. ye­res, that I was without wyfe, seemed not to me .xxxviii. dayes: and the .vi. yeres that I haue ben maried, seme to me .vi. hundred yeres. I wyll assure the one thynge, that if I had knowen before, that I knowe nowe, and had felt than, that I fele at this houre, I wold say an other thyng. And though the goddis wold commande me, and Adrian my mayster wolde commaunde me, I wolde not chaunge my pouertie and quietnes, for the mariage of the & them­pire. But I haue desired the in thy good fortune, and my selfe to myn yll fortune. I haue sayde but a lyttelle, and haue suffred a great deale: I haue feyned a great whyle, but I can feyne no longer. No man suffreth his wyfe soo moche, but he is bounde to suffre more. Let a man, that is a man consider, and lykewise a woman that is a woman consyder, what boldenes she is of, that quarellethe with her husbande, and that he is a foole that brawleth openly with his wyfe. For if she be good, he ought to fauour her, that she maye be the better: if she be a shrewe, he must suf­fre her, that she waxe not wors. Euery man knoweth, that all thynges suffereth chastisement saue a woman, whiche (as a woman) wyll be desired and praide. Faustine beleue me, yf feare of the goddis, the shame of her persone, and speche of the people, withdrawe not a woman from euyll, all the chastisement of the worlde wyll not ouercome her. The harte of man is verye noble, and the harte of a wo­man [Page] is deyntie, and wyll haue great hyre for a lytel good­nes, and for moch euyl no chastysement. A wyse man wyl knowe what he hath to do or he marie. Than if he deter­myne hym to take the company of a wyfe, he ought to en­large his harte to receyue all that may come with her. It is but a smalle wytte in a man to sette by the smalle fanta­sies of his wyfe, or for to chastise openly that may be righ­ted betwene them secretely. He that is wyse and wyl lyue quietly with his wyfe, ought to kepe this rule: Admonishe her often, and reproue her but seldome, and lay no handis on her. For by other meanes he getteth no fydelitie in her, nor good entreatynge of her, nor good bryngynge vp of their chyldren, nor seruyce to the goodis, nor any hope of profyte of her. And thus Faustyne I wyll say no more to the, but that thou consyder, that I do consyder, and know that I do se, and that my suffrance vnknowen to the, may suffyse to amende thy lyfe.

¶The emperours answere to Faustine for that she sayde, she was with chylde. Cap. xxi.

NOwe that I haue opened and put out the olde venym, I wyl answere to thy present question or demande. To thentent that medicines may profyte them that be sycke, it is necessary to di­spoyle the opilations & lettes of the stomake: Lykewise none can counsaylle his frende conuenientely, but if he shewe fyrste his grefe. Thou demaundest of me the key of my study, and thou thretnest me, that if I gyue it the not, thou shalte be loste and hurte with thy fruyte: ye womenne with chylde haue a good hostage or pledge, for vnder colour of trauaylynge before your tyme, ye wolde haue vs fulfylle all your fonde appetytes. Whanne the [Page 36] holy senate in the vnhappy tyme made a lawe in fauour of Romayne matrones, they were not so desirous. Nowe I wote not howe it is, but ye all anoyed and wery of all goodnes. And all ye in all yll are desyrous and couetous. As farre as I canne remembre, whan Camylle made his vowe to Cybille the mother of goddis, to sende hym victorie in a battayle, whan he had wonne the victorie, Rome was so poore, that it hadde neyther golde nor syluer for to make the statute of promesse, the matrones than being, se­ing that their husbandes dyd offre their lyues in the sayde warre, they granted to present their iewels to the holy se­nate. It was a meruayllous thynge to see, that withoute any spekynge to them, or without any mans entysement they determyned all togyther to go to the hye capitol, and there in the presence of euery man presented their owches hanginge at theyr eares, The ringes of their fingers, the bracelettes of their armes, the perles from their attires of their heades, the collers from their neckes, The broches of theyr brestes, the girdelles aboute theyr myddels, and borders of their gownes. And though that their gift was estemed to a great value, yet their good wylles was este­med a greatte deale more. The rychesses that they offered there was so greatte, that there was not all onely inough to performe the vow of the statute, but also to pursewe the warre. And as than the custome of Rome was, that none dyd them any plesure, but he was shortly recompensed: the same day that the matrones did offre theyr ryche and faire iewelles in the capitolle, there was graunted vnto theym fyue maner of thynges in the Senate: The fyrste, that at theyr deathes the oratours shuld preache, publishe, and shewe their good liuinge: The seconde that they shulde sit in the temple, where as before they were wont to stand: The thirde, that they shuld were furred & lyned gownes, [Page] where as before they ware none but syngle: The .iiii. that in theyr diseses they myght drinke wyne, where as before on theyr liues they durst drinke none, but water: The .v. that the matrones of Rome great with chylde, shulde not be refused of any thynge that they desyred. These fyue thinges for certayne were iustlye and wyllyngely graun­ted by the senate. And why this lawe that commaundethe to denaye nothynge to a woman with chylde was made, I wyll tel the the occasion that moued the senate so to do. Fuluius Torquate beinge consull in the warre agaynste the Volseos, the knyghtes of Mauritayne broughte to Rome a wylde man, that had but one eye, that they hadde taken in huntynge in the desertes of Egypt. And the ma­trones of Rome were at that tyme as sad and honeste, as they be nowe bolde and lyght: so was the wyfe of the said Torquate, that was nyghe the tyme of her delyueraunce great with chylde, of trouth a woman so honeste, that for the sobre solytarines that she kepte in Rome, she hadde noo lesse glorie thanne hadde her husbande in the warres for his worthynes, the whiche was well proued. For in the .xiiii. yere that Torquate her husbande was in Asye a warre fare, the fyrste tyme that he wente thyder, she was neuer sene at the wyndowe lokynge out, and she was not all onely regarded for that, but in all the sayde .xiiii. yeres neuer manchylde nor manne aboue the age of .viii. yeres came within her gates. And not contente with this, that she dyd to gyue example to all Rome, and to attayne per­petuall memory, where as she had lefte with her thre son­nes, the eldest of whom was but thre yeres of age: and as soone as they came to .viii. yere, she sente them out of her house to their grauntefathers. And thus dydde this ex­cellent Romayne lady, to the entente that vnder colour of her owne chyldren there shulde none other yonge children [Page 37] entre into her howse. Those yeres passed, after that the good olde man Torquate was retourned fro the warres of the Volseos, the sayde wylde man with one eye wente by the doore of the sayde Torquate, and one of her may­dens tolde her, that it was a meruaylous thyng to se: and the good lady hadde great desyre to see hym, and bycause there was none to brynge hym to her, that she myghte see hym, she dyed for sorowe. And for certayne thoughe he came often inoughe by her doore, yet she wolde neuer goo nor loke out at her wyndowe to se hym. Her deathe was gretly bewayled in Rome, for she was in Rome most dere­ly beloued, and good reason: for many dayes afore was no suche womanne brought in Rome. And by the com­maundement of the senate, the tenour of this writinge in verses were set vpon her sepulchre,

¶Here lyeth the glorious matron wife of Torquate, that wolde aduenture her lyfe to assure her good fame. ¶Beholde Faustine, this lawe was not made to remedy the death of this matrone, but to the ende that to suche as ye be, and to all the worlde it shulde be a perpetuall exam­ple of her lyfe, and memorie of her deathe. It was well done to ordeyne that law for an honest woman being with chylde, that it shulde be kept to all vertuous women. And as women wold, that the lawe of them that be with chylde shuld be kepte, so by the same lawe it is requisite to require that they be honest. In the .vii. table of the lawe it is sayd: we commande, that where there is coruption of customes, there lyberties shal not be kepte.

¶Howe tydinges was brought to the emperour, that the Mauritayns wold conquere great Britayne. Cap. xxii.

[Page] IN the .liiii. yere of Marcus the emperours aege, and the tenthe yere of his election to thempire, In the month of Iuly, as he was in the citie of Naples, and not in verye per­fite helthe, for he was soore payned with the goute in his foote: there came a Centurion in maner of a messager with great hast, saying, that in great Britayn was sodenly arryued a great nauye of warre, to the nom­bre of .C. & .xxx. shyps of the realme of Mauritain, and the quantitie of .xx.M. men of foote: and .ii.M. men of ar­mes: and that the kyng of Mauritayns brother was their capitayne, named Aselipio, the whiche had taken lande at a hauen of the yle called Arpine, and that to resyste soo great a power, there were but a fewe people in the sayde yle. The good emperour heringe these tidynges, though he felte it inwardely as a man, yet he feyned it outwardly as a discrete man with a sadde countenaunce, and made fewe wordes. Than seinge, that busines myght not be de­layed, he sayde these wordes: I wyll go with a fewe peo­ple, and do what I can. For better it were with a fewe to go betymes, than to tarye for many and goo to late. And forthwith the good emperour pourueyed, that all they of his palays shulde departe to go to Brytayne, and none to tarie behynde, to do hym seruyce. The custome was, that the emperours shulde haue alwaye in theyr houses suche men as were mete to be sent forthe in any besynesses that shulde happen for warre. And after that they were shyp­ped, there ariued one of Britayne, that shewed, howe the Mauritayns were retourned, so that none of theym was lefte in the ile. Than this emperour kepte his house in a good poynt. Lyttel occasion suffiseth to them that be na­turally of yll inclynation, to departe and sprede throughe countreys to do harme: therfore he sent them of his house [Page 38] to the entent, that by occasion of the warre, they shuld not leade an yll lyfe. Than the emperour fearyng the dissolu­tion of his courte, and boldenes of his offycers, to the in­tent they shuld not leaue vertue and growe in vice, he de­termyned on a day to call them to him secretely, and to say these wordes to them.

¶What themperour sayd to them of his courte in eschewyng ydelnesse. Cap. xxiii.

THe greattest sygne in a vertuous mā is to do vertuous werkes, and vertuously to spende and occupie his tyme: and the greatest signe of a loste man is to lese his tyme in naughtye warkes. The greattest happe of all, and the greattest desire of men is to lyue longe. For dyuers chan­ces that fall in shorte tyme may be suffered and remedyed by longe space. Plato sayde: A man that passeth his lyfe without profyte, as one vnworthy to lyue, oughte to haue the reste of his lyfe take from hym. The fylthe of secrete chambres, the stynche of the pompe in shippes, nor the or­dures of cities do not corrupt the ayre so moche, as ydell folke do the people. And as there is in a man, that occupi­eth his tyme well, no vertue but it encreaseth, soo in hym, that occupieth his tyme ylle, there is no villanie but it is suspecte in hym. A manne that is alwaye welle occupied, ought euer to be reputed as good: and the ydel man with out further enquerie, ought to be condemned as nought. Shewe me nowe, I desyre you, what dothe nourysshe the corrupte and fowle wiedes, the nettelles that stynge, and the briers that pricke, but the erthe that is vntylled, and waxen wylde, and the fyeldes fulle of thystelles, whyche is not wyeded, and vysyted with the ploughe? [Page] O Rome without Rome, that nowe as vnhappy hast but onely the name of Rome, bycause thou arte so dere in ver­tues, and makest vices good cheape. Yea yea, and I shall tell the, knowest thou wherfore thou arte so? bycause thou haste vnpeopled the lanes and stretes of werkemen and offycers, and haste peopled it all aboute with infinite va­caboundes. I knowe for trouthe, that the Samytes, Vo­sigoths, Astrogoths, and Peniens spredde in your terri­tories, do you not so moche domage as do these ydell and loste people stuffed in euery shoppe. All wryters canne not deny me, that if al natiōs wold cōquere Rome, they coude not take awaye one loope of the walles of it: and these ydell people haue troden and pulled vnder theyr feete the good renome of it. An infallyble rule it is: a man gyuen to exercyses is vertuous, and one gyuen to lewtringes is a vicious person. What a diuine thing was it to se the di­uine worldes of our predecessous, the whiche syth Tulli­us Hostilius, vnto Quintus Cincinatus dictatour, and sith Cincinatus vnto Cyncinos, whiche were of the Syl­lans and Marians, there was neuer Consulle at Rome, but he coude do some maner of offyce or occupation, wher­with they were occupied whan their offyce in the Senate was ended. Some coude paynte pyctures or other flatte workes: Other coude graue images and portry in wood or erthe, or other thynges, or coulde worke in syluer, and other mettalles: and other redde in scholes: In suche wise that the holy senate myght chuse none, but if he were first knowen in some maner handy craft. I do fynde in the an­nales all that is aboue sayde: and if I lye, I do gyue me to the flames of Vulcan. And there was an ancient lawe, that a myller, a smyth, a baker, or a poynt maker, myghte not be a Senatour, bycause men of the sayd occupations were commonly taken with deceytes and gyles. Than re­garde [Page 39] the maner and change of tyme, and the corruption of customes, that .CCC. yeres euery man trauayled for ye renoume of Rome, & this .viii.C. yeres euery man slepeth to the sclander of Rome. Other thynges I fynd in the said annales worthye of eterne memorie, the people of Rome hauyng .iiii. peryllous warres togyther (yonge Scipio a­geynst the Peniens, Mucio agaynst the Cayens, Metel­lus ageynst Alexander of Macedonie, and an other Me­tellus his brother agaynst the Celtiberes of Spayne) the lawe beinge so soore kepte, that none shulde be taken from the mysterie and offyce that he occupied, & the senatours hauynge extreme necessitie of messangers to sende to the warres, whan the senatours had gone thre dayes aboute with the censors of Rome, they coulde not fynde one y­dell man to be sente forthe with their letters. I wepe for ioye, that I haue of this antyque felicitie: and I mourne for compassion of the myserie nowe beinge. It is a confu­sion to say, but I wyll say it: Twenty yeres I had offyce in the senate, and it is .x. yeres sythe I haue ruled the em­pire, whiche is .xxx. in all, In the whiche season I sweare by the goddis immortall, I haue caused to whyppe, caste in welles, to bury quicke, to hange, to prycke, and to ba­nishe mo than .xxx.M. vacabundes, and .x.M. ydell wo­men. Than what difference is there betwene that life and this dethe, that glorie and this peyne, that golde and this ordure, that antike Romayn werke and this our present inuentife ydelnes of Rome?

¶In the lawes of the Lacedemoniens this was written in the table of the ydell people: We commaunde as kyn­ges, we pray as seruantes, we teche as philosophers, and admonyshe as fathers, that the fathers shall fyrste teache their chyldren to labour the feldes, where by trauayle they may lyue, and not brought vp in places, where by ydelnes [Page] they may be lost. And that lawe saith ferthermore: If that yonge people obeye not as yonge, we wylle that the aged people do correcte and punyshe them as aged. And in case that the fathers be negligent to commaunde them, or that they be disobedient: We commande the prince than to be diligent to chastise them.

¶Certaynly these wordes are worthy to be noted: wher­by Lygurge the kynge deserued eternall memorie for his persone, and the sayd realme perpetuall peace in the com­mon welthe. O Rome, what doste thou? why regardest thou not these lawes of the Lacedemoniens, whiche with their frendely customes, dothe mocke thy brutall vyces? Slepest or wakest? O Rome thou wakest all the worlde to leaue swete trauayles, and slepest in vniuste ydelnesse. Thou arte sure of ennemies, and thou careles art drow­ned in slouth and ydelnes. Than sythe that they that bene farre of, do waken the, thou oughtest to awakē them that thou kepest with the. I wolde speake to al them to gyther of my palays, and longe ago I wylled so to doo, but the multitude of straunge besynesses somtyme causeth a man to forget his owne.

¶Of the peryllous lyuynge of them that haunt the courte continually. Cap. xxiiii.

THan the emperour ioined these wordis to that he had sayd. Many thinges I haue sene, and of credible persones I haue harde, whiche me semed to be yll, and none of them good. Spe­cially one, whiche offendeth the goddis, sclan­dreth the worlde, peruerteth the cōmon welthe, and endo­mageth the person selfe: whiche is this cursed slouth, and ydelnes that distroyeth them that be good, & vtterly brin­geth [Page 40] to naught them that be yll. Sometime secretely, and halfe as in sport openly I haue admonysshed and rebuked some of you, but I se it proufite none of you. On one syde the pricke of reson constrayneth me to chastise you: ageine consyderynge the malice of mankynde, all thoughe that it be prompte to yll, sometyme I am determyned to suffre you. Many tymes I wold with furie chastise you as chil­dren, but I do refrayne it, consideringe that ye are yonge, & as yet knowe not the wiles of the worlde: for they holde so styffely together the yl with the yl, & among them make so great a leage of vices with the vices, that there be ma­ny that do by gyle suffre them selfe to be begyled, and that whan we escape fro a littell wyle, and knowe the begyler, we thynke that we are begyled all redy with other greatte wyles. I haue meruaylous great compassion of you my seruauntes, speakynge to you as a lorde: and to you my chyldren speakyng as a father, for to se you al the day and nyght wandryng through Rome as loste persones: and that worste of all is, I perceyue that ye doo not perceyue your owne perdition. What greatter beastlynes can there be, than to se you wander lyke foles from house to house, fro tauerne to tauerne, from one gasinge to an other, fro strete to strete, fro place to place, fro play to playe, fro re­uellers to reuellers? And that more is, that ye knowe not, what ye desire, nor what ye wold, where ye go, nor whens ye comme, what pleasethe you, or what displeaseth you: what is proufytable or losse vnto you. Nor ye remem­bre not, that ye were borne reasonable menne, and that ye lyue as wylde folke amonge menne, and after shall dye as brute beastes. Fro whens wene ye that this comethe? The cause is the desyre of beastelye mouynges, not resy­stynge the desyres of the luste of youthe, and aboue all not applienge your mindes and willes to be wel ocupied. [Page] Take hede amonge you of my courte, and forgette not this. Haue ye no thought but to seke newe pastymes, and to borowe euery day? No man, of what condition so euer he be, excepte he haunt feates of armes, or other lernynge in some ordinarie exercyse, shall haue his body lustye and his spirite quicke: but shalbe acloyed in al other thinges, and wander frome strete to strete, as a vacabounde. The harte of man is noble, and hathe power continuallye for all actes, and all pastymes of the bodye: and yet in three dayes it is annoyed of hym selfe alone, soo that with hym can not rest one laudable exercyse. Lyke as I am emperor of all the worlde, so it is reason, and muste nedes be, that I haue folke of all nacions in my palays. And suche as the prince is, suche shal be his householde: & as his house is, so shal his courte be: & as the courte is, so shal the hole empire be. For this cause a kynge ought to be ryghte ho­neste: his house well ordered and ruled, his officers well lerned, and his courte well kepte in awe. Of my good life dependeth their good lyues, and consequētly the yl liues. Euery nation lerneth in theyr particuler scoles, The Sy­riens in Babylon: the Persians in Dorkes: the Indiens in Olympe: the Caldees in Thebes: the Grekes in Athe­nes: the Hebrewes in Helye: the Latines in Samie: the Frenche men in Orliance, the Spaniardes in Gades: and they all togyther in Rome. The vnyuersall scole of all the worlde is the persone, the house, and courte of a prynce. As we emperours do say, the same wyl our subiectes say: as we do, they wyll do: that we forsake, they wyll leaue: yf we lese our selfes, they wyl lose them selues: if we win, they wyl winne: and fynally our welth is theyr welth, and our harme is their harme. Truely the prince is bound to kepe his owne persone honestly and well besene, his hous and courte so well ruled, that all they that shall se it, maye [Page 41] haue desyre to folowe and do therafter: and that all they, that here therof, may desyre to see it. Take ye hede, and let vs take hede: Haue ye in mynde, and let vs haue in mind, that they, which be of strange lādes, going through strāge landes into strange landes, by their great trauayles com­mynge to haue and demaunde succour and remedy of vs, may haue no cause to report any sclanders of our yl custo­mes. What thing more monstruous can be noysed among men, than that they shulde come and complayn of the the­ues of their countreys, to the theues of my courte? What greatter shame and inconuenience can be, than to demand Iustice of their mensleers, of the mankyllers of my court and house? What crueltie were so cruel, as to complayne of the vagaboundes of theyr landes, to the slouthfull and ydell folke of my house? What thyng can be more shame­full, than to come to accuse theym that haue sayde ylle of emperors, before them that euery day blaspheme the god­dis? What thynge can be more inhumayne, than to come to aske iustyce on hym, that hath transgressed but ones, of them that neuer dyd good warkes? Truely in suche case the pore men shulde retourne with their ignoraunce begy­led, and we shulde tarie with our cruell malyce shamed of men, and culpable before god. O howe many smalle mat­ters do we chastise in men of smal reputation, which with­out breakyng of Iustyce we myghte forbeare? and howe many great thynges do the goddis suffre in the hye pryn­cis and lordes, the whiche not without Iustyce, they may greuousely punyshe? And by that cruell men as cruel, can pardon nothynge: and the goddis pitiefull scantely wyll chastyse anye thynge. Yet for all this, I wolde that none shulde deceyue hym selfe, for though the goddis forbeare theyr iniuries, yet they leaue theym not vnpunysshed, by straunge Iustice. The goddis ben in their chastisementes [Page] as he that gyueth a blowe to an other, the hyer that he lyf­teth his bande, the greatter is the stroke on the cheke. By semblable wise, the mo yeres that they forbere our sinnes, the more afterwarde do they hurte vs with peynes. True­lye I haue seene the goddis dyuers tymes to dyuers per­sones forbeare dyuers synnes a greatte whyle, but at the laste I haue sene theym all vnwaares chastysed with one chastisement.

¶Howe the emperour wolde haue them of his courte to lyue. Capit. xxv.

SIthe that the goddis haue ordeyned, and my fatall destenies haue permytted, that I shulde be chosen emperour (not to slouthfull) I haue laboured all that I myght, to vysyte the Em­pire: ye lyttelle yonge folkes that are here, were gyuen to me of your fathers, for to nouryshe you in my palays. And for you that ar bygger, I was desyred to receiue you, in hope to haue gyftes and rewardes, and other I dydde chuse to do my seruyce. The intention of the fathers, whā they bryng theyr chyldren to the court of princis, is to put theym from dalyance of their frendes, and banyshe them from the wantonnes of their mothers. And me seemeth it is well done, for the chyldern from theyr youthe oughte to gyue them selfe to trauayle, wherby they ought to lyue, and resiste the disfauour and falles of fortune. Ye are not come from your coūtreys to lerne the vyces of Rome, but to lerne many good maners that are in Rome, and leaue the yll maners of your landes. All that doo not this, and forsake trauayle: gyue them selfe to very ydelnes. The myserable Rome hath moore nede of labourers for to la­bour, than of lordes and habytauntes, Patriciens, that [Page 42] wyll but passe the tyme in rest and pleasures. I sweare to you, that not for werynge the armes with the craft of we­uynge, and the fyngers with spinnyng, the bordell houses nowe adayes are fuller of ydel women, than the churches of good priestes. And I sweare ageyne, that easelyer may be founde .x.M. yll women in Rome to serue in pleasure of vyces, than .x.M. good menne to serue in the churches. I pray you, who sleeth the marchantes in hye wayes? Who dispoyleth wayfaringe men and pylgrimes on the moun­taynes? Who piketh the lockes and breketh honest mens dores and wyndowes? Who robbe by strengthe the chur­ches? but these lewtrynge theues, which wyll not labour by day, but dispose them to rob by nyght. O Rome, what harmes come to the for one onely euyll? Who hath fylled Italy so full of loste people, the palays soo full of vnable persones, the mountaynes so full of theues, the tauernes so full of yl women, and euery place so full of vacabūdes? but one, the canker of ydelnes and slouth, whiche destro­yeth the god customes more than the windes and waters thyne olde worne walles. Beleue me oone thynge, for I wote that I say trouth therin, that the crafte of weauing, wherin all the naughty vilanyes are wouen and wrought, and the seede of all vnhappye vyces, the slydynge of all goodnesse, the fallynge of all theym that be euyll, and the awakynge and prouokynge of all these, is but this fowle vyce of slouthe and idelnesse. And more ouer I saye, that there is no vyce amonge all vyces, that bredeth so great a fyre, and causeth soo contynualle a syckenesse of slepe a­monge aaged folke, and that puttethe good folke in soo great peryll, and dothe soo moche domage to theym that be euyll, as doth ydelnes. Who is it, that causeth sedition amonge the people, and sclaunder in Realmes, but they that reste and doo nothynge: bycause they wolde eate the [Page] foode gotten by sweat of them that labour? Who is it, that fyndeth newe inuencions of tributes and forayne exacti­ons, but ydell men, the which bycause they wyl not worke with theyr handes, fynde profite with infinite exactions? who maketh discētion betwene neighbors but idel folke? they deuide theyr ylle amonge theyr neighbours, bycause they occupy not theyr forces in good workes, nor refraine theyr tongues to clatter of other mens liues? who imagi­neth in these dayes so many malices in Rome, the whiche was neuer harde of our fathers, nor redde in our bokes: but vacabundes, that neyther apply nor sette their wittes about nothynge els: but thynke howe to endomage other? The emperour that coude vanyshe all these ydell persons out of his empire, myght well auant him selfe to haue op­pressed all the vices of the worlde. I wolde it pleased the immortal goddis, that of so many triumphis, that I haue hadde of straungers, occupied in good exercyses, that I hadde sene one of the vacaboundes of Rome driuen out of all houses. There was an auncient lawe, none myghte be taken and receyued for a citisen in Rome, but he were first examined by the Censure. In the time of Cato Censorius, when any wolde be a citiesin of Rome, this examination was made of hym: He was not demaunded, of whens he was, nor what he was, nor whens he came, nor wherfore he came, nor of what kinne or auncient stocke he cam: but only they toke his handes betwene theyrs, and if they felte them softe and smothe, forthewith as an ydell vacabunde man they dispatched and sent him away: and if they found his handes harde and full of hard knottes, by and by they admitted hym a citezen and dweller in Rome. Also whan any officers toke any yll doers, & put them in prison, that was called Marmotine, in stede of information, the firste thynge that they toke hede of, was theyr hondes, whiche [Page 43] if they had bene as a labourers handes, and a worke man, though his crime were greuous, yet his chastisement was mitigate, and more easye: and if the vnhappye prysoner chāced to haue ydell handes, for a littel faut he shuld haue sharpe punishement. It hath ben an old sayeng: He that hath good handes, muste nedes haue good customes. I say, I chastised neuer a labouringe man, but I was sorye for it: nor I neuer caused to whyppe a vacabunde, but I was gladde of it. I wyll tel you more of this Catho Cen­sorius, whiche was greately feared. For euen as chyldren in the scholes, herynge their maister commynge in, renne to their bokes, So when Catho went through the stretez of Rome, euery body went to theyr worke. O right happy baron, before whom the people feared more to be idel, than to do yl before any other. Than beholde ye at this houre, what force vertue hath, and howe valiaunte a vertuous man is, seinge that all the worlde feared Rome onely, for her worthynes in armes: and all Rome feared Catho, one­ly for his vertues. The aduentures of men are so dyuers, and the suspect fortune gyueth soo many ouerthwart tur­nes, that after that a great space she hathe gyuen greatte pleasures, incontinent we are cyted to her subtyll trauay­les of repentaunce. O happy Cato Censorine, who with suche as haue folowed his wayes, are nowe sure fro the a­batementes of fortune. Than he that wyll haue glorye in this lyfe, and attayne glorye after deathe, and be beloued of many, and feared of all: lette hym be vertuous in do­ynge of good workes, and deceyue no manne with vayne wordes. I sweare vnto you by the lawe of a man of wor­shyppe, that if the goddes wolde accomplisshe my desyre, I had rather to be Cato with the vertuous policies that he vsed in Rome, than to be Scipio, with the abundance of blode, that he shedde in Affrike. All we knowe wel, that [Page] Scipio hadde a great fame in beatynge downe of cities, and cuttynge innocentes throtes, and Catho hath attay­ned eternal, memorie in reformyng the people, pardoning trespassours, and teachyng ignorant folke. Than ye may all see, yf I haue not good reason, more to desyre to be Ca­to, to the profyte of many, than to be Scipio, to the preiu­dyce of so many. Lo my frendes, these wordes I haue said, bycause ye may see, that our predecessours, somme in their owne londes, other in strange landes, some beinge yonge, and some olde, in their tymes had glorye in their persons, for them selfe: and for the worlde to come haue left no lesse memory for their successours and ofsprynge. And we doo all the contrary, I beinge emperour am lothe for to com­mande any yll, and our officers for theyr interest do wors. And where as we are set in dyuers pleasures by our vice, we fall hourely into dyuers myseries, and are noted to our greate infamie. By the which occasion the iust goddes for our vniuste workes, gyuinge iuste sentence, commaunde, that we lyue with suspection, dye with shame, and to be buried with forgettefulnes, neuer to be hadde in memory. Than you of my courte take good hede, and prynte welle my wordes in your myndes: for who so seuer I se or fynde ydell from hensforth, I discharge hym out of my seruice. ye that be lerned may write and rede, ye that be men of ar­mes and knyghtes, exercyse you in feates of warre, ye that be officers, occupie you in your offices. And take this for certayne, that if ye take not this for a warnynge and mo­nition, that I haue gyuen you betwene you and me, the punyshementes that I shall gyue vnto you, shall be open­ly. And to the entente that ye haue it better in your memo­rie, and to be a doctryne to pryncis hereafter to comme, this presente practise and remonstrance I haue written in all tongues, and set it in the hyghe Capitoll with manye [Page 44] other of my wrytynges. The goddis be kepers of you, and also they defende and kepe me from yll fortunes and mysaduentures.

¶Of a maruaylous and feareful monster, that was seene in Scicile, and of his wry­tynges. cap. xxvi

IN the yere of the foundation of Rome vii.C.xx. and .xli. of the aege of Mar­cus the emperour, and .ii. yeres before he toke possession of the empire, the .xx. day of the month Sextilis, which now is called August, about the tyme of the sonne settynge, in the realme of Sycil, than called Trinacrie, in a citie called Bellyne, on the see now named Palerme, a port of these, there chāced a thing right perillous to them that sawe it, and no lesse fearefull to them that shall here it nowe. As they of Bellyne or Pa­lerme were then celebratynge a feaste with great ioye: for the gladnes that their Pirates had ouercome the army of the Numidiens, and had taken .x. of theyr ships, and cast xxxii. persones into the see, bycause at that time they were ennemies eche to other, and for the yl workes they dydde, were shewed the great passions, that passed among them. And as it is the customme, the thinge that these Pyrates get on the see, they departe it amonge them all, whan they come home. And whan they comme to lande, they spende that merily, that they gatte with greatte trauayle. It is a thynge well to be noted, howe all good and ylle hartes are applyed: The good men haue greatte desyre to theyr triumphes, and couetous men to their lucre & wynnynge. [Page] Thus men ought to be beloued, though shortly after they ought to be abhorred. And also they ought to be abhorred▪ as though shortely after they ought to be beloued. Thus than the gouernours of the sayde cytie, commaunded all the sayde shyppes to be sequestred into theyr owne han­des, to the intent, that they shulde not be solde, nor the co­ueytous people to haue the aduauntage in the byenge of them. The cause was, for the custome of the menne of the yles was, that all thynges shulde be kepte togyther, vnto the ende of the warre, or at leaste tyll they had peace. This was a iuste lawe: For many tymes is made stedfaste ap­poyntmentes betwene great enmyes, and not all onely for the auncient hatred, but also for lacke of rychesse to satis­fie the presente domages. Thanne as all the people were withdrawen into theyr houses aboute suppertyme, for it was sommer, sodenly there came a monster into the myd­des of the citie, after this shape: He semed to be of two cu­bytes of heighte, and he had but one eye, his heed was all pylled, so that his scul myght be sene: He had none eares, but that a lyttell of his necke was open, wherby it semed yt he hard: He had two croked hornes as a gote: His ryght arme was longer than the left, his handes were lyke hors fete, he had no throte, his necke was egall with his heed: his shulders shone as pytche, his breste and stomacke was all rough of heare, his face was lyke a man, saufe it had but one eye in the myddes of his forheed, and had but one nosethryll, from the waste downewarde he was not seene, for it was couered, he satte on a chariot with .iiii. wheles, wherat were two lyons fastened together before, and two beares behynde: and it coude not be determyned, wherof the chariotte was made, but there was no difference in fa­cion therof, and other that were vsed commonlye: In the myddis of the sayde chariotte was a caudron lyke a table [Page 45] with two eares, wherin the sayd monster was: and ther­fore it was sene but fro the gyrdelstede vpwarde. He went about in the citie fro gate to gate a long space castyng out spercles of fyre. The feare was so great, that dyuers wo­men with chylde were delyuered with great peryll, and o­ther that were weake harted fell in a swowne. And all the people great and smalle, lesse and more, ranne to the tem­ples of Iupiter, Mars, and Phebus, makyng importu­nate cries and clamours. And the same season all the said Pyrates were lodged in the gouernours palayes named Solyn. He was of the nation of Capue, and there was all the rychesse kepte. And whan this monster had bene o­uer all the citie with his charyot, than the lyons and bea­res brought hym to the palays, where the Pyrates were, and beinge very nygh to the gates that were faste closed, the monster cut an eare of one of the lyons, and with the bloode therof he wrote these letters. R. A. S. P. I. P. These letters were a profe to all theym of highe spirite, to gyue declaration of them: and there were mo declarations than there were letters. But finally a woman diuineresse, or contrary, a sothsayer, that was had in great reputation for her craftes, made the very declaration of the sayde let­ters, sayinge thus. R. reddite. A, aliena. S, si vultis. P, propria. I, in pace. P. possidere. Whiche all togyther is to saye, Render that perteyneth to other, yf that ye wylle in peace possesse your owne. Surely the Pyrates were soore affrayde of that dredeful commaundement: and the womā was greatly praised for her high declaration. Than forthewith the same nyght the monster wente into a highe mountayne called as than Ianitia, and there by the space of thre days was in the syght of all the citie: and in that season the lyons made great rorynge and howlynge, and the beares and monster keste out greate fearefull flames. [Page] And all that season there neyther appered byrd in the aire, nor beaste in the feldes, and all the men offred great sacri­fices to the goddis, in suche wise that they brake the vey­nes of their handes and fete, and offred their blode, to se if they myght appease their goddis. After the thre days pas­sed, sodenly appered a clowde blacke and derke vppon the erthe, and it began to thunder and lyghten, with a greate erthequake, so that many howses fell in the citie, and ma­ny of the dwellers and citesins dyed. And than sodaynely there came a flame of fyre from the monster, and brent all the palays, where the sayd Pyrates were, and the ryches­ses that were in it, so that all was consumed in it, yea the very stones: and the domage was so great, that there fell mo than .ii.M. houses. And there died as good as .x.M. persons. And in the same place on the toppe of the moun­tayne, where as the monster was, thēperour cōmanded to edifie a temple to the god Iupiter in memorie of the same. Of the whyche temple themperour Alexander, hauynge warre with them of the realme, made a stronge castell.

¶What befell to a citesin of Rome in the tyme of this emperour Marcus. Cap. xxvii.

THe same tyme that this aduenture chaunced in that Ile, there was dwellynge in the same citie a Romayne named Antygone, a lorde of noble bloude, and sommewhat entred in age: and about two yere before, he, his wyfe, and a doughter of his were banyshed Rome, and not his son­nes. The occasion was, There was an auncient laudable custome, sith Quintus Cincinatus dictatour, that two of the auncient senatours togyther shulde goo with the cen­sure newly created, and the olde, in the month of Decēbre [Page 82] for to visite all Rome: and they to call euery Romayne a­parte alone, shewynge hym the .xii. tables of their lawes and particular decrees of the senate, demandyng of them if they knewe any neyghbour in their quarter, that hadde broken these lawes. And if they dyd, it shulde be informed to the senate. And there all togyther to ordeyne punysshe­ment, accordynge to the diuersitie of the fautes that they hadde commytted: But the fautes commytted that pre­sente yere, they myght not chastise, but to aduertyse them to amende afterwarde. And all suche as were ones war­ned, and in the nexte visytation founde stylle vnamended, to be greuously punyshed, and somtyme banyshed. These were the wordes of the lawe in the .v. table and third cha­piter: It is ordeyned by the holy senate, by consent of blis­full men, receyuyng the auncient colonies, that if men be­ing men in one yere do trespas, the men as mē for the said yere shall dissimule and forbeare: but if they that be yll as yll do not amende, they that be good, as good, shal chastise them. Also the sayd lawe saith, the first fautes are suffred, bycause they ar cōmitted with weake ignorāce: but if they cōtinue them, yt they be chastised, bycause their yll cometh of slouth and malyce. This inquisition was euer made in the monethe of Decembre, bicause that soone after in the month of Ianiuer the offyces of Rome were dyuided. And it was reason, that they shuld knowe to whom they shulde giue or denye their dignities: to thentent that good shulde not be chosen in stede of yll, nor the yl in stede of good. The ꝑticular cause why they banyshed the man & his wife with their doughter was this: The second emperour of Rome August ordeined, that none shuld be so hardy to pys at any dores of the tēples: and Caligula the .iiii. emperour com­manded, that no woman shuld gyue any cedules to hange about the peoples neckes, to heale the feuer quartayne. [Page] And Cato Censorine made a lawe, that no yonge man nor yonge mayden shulde speake togyther at the conduites or welles, where they fetched water, nor at the ryuer, where they washed their clothes, nor at the ouens where they ba­ked breadde, bycause all the yonge people of Rome that were wylde and wanton, ranne euer thyther. So it befell, that as the censures and consules vysited the quarter cal­led mount Celio, there was a dweller named Antigonus accused, that he was sene pyssyng against the temple wall of Mars: and his wyfe was accused, that she hadde solde cedules for feuer quartaynes: and lykewise his doughter was accused, that she was sene at the conduytes, ryuers, & ouens, spekyng and laughing with yonge men of Rome. The whiche was a great shame to the maydens of Rome. Than the censures seinge the yll order, that they had foūd in the howse of the sayde Anthygone by the regesters, by due examination, being warned afore, they were banyshed into the yles of Cycill, for as longe as it shulde please the senate. And lyke as in edifices, sumptuous and of greate estimatoin, one stone is not decayde or writhed out with­out shakynge or mouynge of an nother: euen lykewyse is it in the chaunces of men. For commonly one vnhap­pynes chaunceth not, but an nother foloweth. And I saye this bycause Anthigone loste not allonely his honour and welthe, but also he was banyshed, and besyde that by the tremblynge of the erthe his howse fell downe, and slewe a welbeloued doughter of his. And all the whyle that this was done at Rome, & that that befell of the monster in Ci­cile, Marke the emperour was in the warres agaynst the Aragons, and there he receyued a letter frome Antygone, wherin was rehersed his banysshynge▪ wherof the Empe­rour hadde great compassion, and to comforte hym, sente hym an other letter.

¶Of a great pestylence that was in Italy in this emperours tyme. Cap. xxviii.

FIue yere after the dethe of Anthony the meke, father in law to Marcus Aurelius, and father to Faustine, there felle a pestilence in Italye. and it was one of the .v. great pestylences a­monge the Romayne people. This mortalitie dured the space of two yeres, and it was vnyuersall tho­rough out all Italy, to the great domage and feare of all the Romains: for they thought that the goddis wold haue distroyed them, for some displeasure that they had done a­gaynst them. There dyed so many, as wel of great estate, as ryche and poore, greatte and small, yong and olde, that the writers had lesse trauayle to wryte the smal nombre of them that were lefte alyue, than to wryte the multytude of them that were deed. Lyke as whan a great buyldynge wyll falle, firste there falleth some stone: In lyke wyse the Romayns neuer had no great pestilence in their tyme, but first they were thretned with some token, signe, or prodigie fro heuen. Two yere before that Hanyball entred into I­taly, in an euenyng, whan the wether was clere and faire, sodaynely it rayned bloudde and mylke in Rome. And it was declared by a woman, that the blode betokened cruel warre, and the mylke a mortall pestilence. Whan Scilla retourned from Champayne, to put Marius his ennemy out of Rome, his men of warre and knyghtes sawe in a nyght a fountayne that ranne bloudde, and who soo euer was bathed therin, semed to be poysoned with venyme. Of the whiche prodigie folowed, that of .ii.C. and .l.M. dwellers in Rome, what with theym that dyed with the swerde, and other consumed by pestilence, were consumed with Scilla, and of them that sledde with Marius, of the [Page] sayde great multitude of Romayns, there abode alyue no mo but .xl.M. persons. Certaynly Rome neuer receyued so greate domage in .vi.C. yeres before, as they dydde by their owne propre people. All the tyrantes were neuer soo cruell ageinst strange landes, as the Romayns were than ageinst their owne propre landis. And this seemeth to be true, bycause the same day yt Scilla passed through Rome with his bloody swerde, a capitayn of his sayd to him: Sir Scylla, if we slee them that beare armour in the feldes, & them that bere no armour in their houses, with whom shal we lyue? I coniure the by the hye goddis, sith we be borne of women, let vs not slee the women: and syth we be men, lette vs not slee the men. Thou thynkest that in sleinge al the Romaynes, to make a common welth of beastis of the mountaynes. Thou entrest with a crie to defende the com­mon welthe, and to put out the tyrantes that distroye the common welthe, and we do remayne tyrantes our selues. To myn vnderstandynge that capitayn merited as great glorie for the good wordes that he spake, as Scilla dydde merite chastisement for the crueltie that he dyd. This we haue said, bycause that ere suche damages dyd falle, there appered before certayne prodigyes and tokens. No lesse token was shewed before the mortalitie that fel in the time of this good emperour, the whiche was a fearefull thyng. The case was so: On a day as themperour was at the tē ­ple of the Virgins Vestales, sodaynly there entred in two hogges, and ranne aboute his fete, and there felle downe deed. And on an other day as he came frome the high Ca­pitoll, for to haue gone oute at the gate Salaire, he sawe two kytes ioynynge togyther with their talantes: and soo fel downe deed at the emperours fete. And within a shorte whyle or season after, as the sayd emperour came fro hun­tynge, his houndes rennynge at a wylde beast, as he gaue [Page 84] two greyhoundes that he loued well, water to drinke with his owne handes, sodenly they fel downe deed at his fete. Than he remembryng the swyne, the kytes, and the grey­houndes deed so sodeynly, he was greatly dismayed, and assembled all his priestes magitiens, and diuines, deman­dynge what they sayde to the prodigies. And they by those thinges passed, iudged the dede present, and determyned, that within two yeres the goddis wold sende great & gre­uous punyshementes to Rome. Than within short while after there began a warre agaynste the Parthes, whereby there fel the yere after great famyn and pestylence amōge the Romayns. This pestilence came with sores vnder the arme pittes, so that all the senate fledde away, and the em­perour alone abode styll in the capitoll. Than the ayre be­gan to be so corrupt, that though he scaped the pestylence, yet he was vexed with hote feuers. Wherfore he was fayn to leue Rome, and went into Champayne: and fynally in the citie of Naples he made his abode durynge the tyme that the pestilence was in Rome.

¶How Mar. answered his phisitions that wold haue him leaue his studie. Cap. xxix.

THe emperour beinge in the sayde citie of Na­ples, where as other soughte pastyme to con­serue their lyues, this emperour occupied him selfe in his bokes to augment science. A man coude do hym no better seruice, than to seke to gette hym a newe boke: not suche as was written in his tyme, but suche as were forgotten for age. This emperour was not onely a louer of olde and antike bookes, but also of auncient stories, and set very great stoore by theym. And he thus beinge in the cytie sycke and very yll at ease, [Page] there was brought to hym out of a citie of Asia called He­lia, by certayne Hebrewes, a boke writen in Hebrew: & he toke suche pleasure in that boke, that ofte tymes he wolde leaue his meate and goo to study: and for all that he was in his hote feuer, he wolde not leaue to reede, for all that his phisitiens warned him, and his frendes prayde hym: and they that were about hym, counsaylled hym, and de­manded hym, why he lefte to procure the helth of his per­sone in so moche redynge. He aunswered: By the goddis that we honour I coniure you, and for the frendshyp that is betwene vs, I pray you lette me alone. Ye knowe well, that suche as are of a delycate bloode, haue not soo moche solicytude as the rusticall people, that haue hard synewes and be of a more harder complexion. Lyke maner they of clere vnderstandynge haue nede of other medicynes, and to be heled with other syropes thā they of grosse vnderstā ­dyng. This is the differēce that I haue of eyther of them: The ydeote kepeth dyete from bookes, and resteth on his meate, and the wyse man abhorreth meate, and draweth hym to his bokes. If they knewe, that knowe not, what thynge knowlege is, I sweare to you, they shuld see what auayleth more the lyttell knowlege that a wyse man hath, than the greatte ryches of the ryche man. For the mysera­ble ryche persone, the more that he encreaseth in rychesse, the more he diminisheth in frendes, and groweth in enne­myes to his domage. And he that is wyttie, the wiser that he is, the better he is beloued of theym that be good, and feared of them that be yll for his profite. One of the thin­ges, wherin I holde my selfe moste bounde to the goddis is this, that they haue caused me to compas the tyme as I haue done, the whiche is no lyttel gift for a man to lyue in this worlde. I say it is, bycause I haue had great com­passion of the poore, that be verye poore, of wydowes, of [Page 49] them that be sorowfull and vnhappy, and of Orphelins. But without comparison, I haue had greattest compas­siō of them, that lacke knowlege. For the goddis, making menne ignoraunt by naturalitie, myghte haue made them goddis by connynge and knowledge: and as the slouthe­full men are tamed and made lesse than men, by their ne­gligence, so certainly blessed he is, that is not contente to be a man, but if he procure to be more than a man, by his vertue. And cursed is that man, that knoweth not to be a man, but maketh hym selfe lesse than a man by his vyce. By the iugement of al philosophers, there is but one, that is the fyrste cause, which is one god immortal, and if there be dyuers goddis in the heuens, it is bycause there are di­uers vertues in the erthe. And in the worlde, that is paste, whan the symple men were seruauntes and bonde menne, and the good men rulers and gouernours, they were then so estemed, bycause they were knowen and renowmed for theyr good werkes in theyr lyfe. Soo that they were hol­den and reputed as goddis after theyr deathe. This is the ryghte rewarde, that commeth of vertue. It is a thynge consonaunt to reason, that they that be good amonge soo many yll in this lyfe, shulde be greattely honoured among the goddis after theyr deathe. Ye are not wel content with me, bycause I am alwaye redynge▪ but I am worse con­tent with you, bycause I neuer se boke in your handes: ye thynke it great trauayle, to a sycke man, to rede, and I re­pute it a very peryllous thynge, for a hole manne, to reste and be idell. Ye say, my redyng is cause of my feuer quar­tayne in my flesshe: and I saye, that ydelnes engendreth great pestilence. Syth I may profite by my bokes, let no man haue compassion of my trauayle. For I desire rather to dye as a wise person, amonge wise men, than to lyue ig­norantly amonge men. I demaunde one thynge of you: [Page] A man, presuming to be a man, and is not lerned, what difference is betwene hym and other beastes? Certaynly, the beastes are more profitable to labour the erthe, than sym­ple persons be, to serue the common welthe. A pore oxe gi­ueth his skynne to make shone, his fleshe to be eaten, and his strength to labour: and a poore symple shepe doth pro­fite, his flece and wol to make clothe, & his mylke to make chese: But what profiteth a folishe ideote man? Nothing, but offendeth the goddis, sclaundereth innocentes, eateth the breade of other, and is chiefe heed of vacabundes. Of trouth, if it lay in my handes to do, I had rather giue lyfe to a simple oxe, than to a malycious ideot. For the beast li­ueth, for the vtilitie of dyuers, without doing domage to any other: and the simple ideot man liueth, to the domage of all other, and without profite to any person. Therfore thinke well, why I am not pleased with theym that be ig­noraunt, and loue them that be lerned. Harke syrs, what I shall shewe you: That man semeth good, that is meke and gentyll of condition, softe in wordes, and restefull in his persone, and gracious in conuersation: And contrary wise, that personne soore displeaseth me, that is sharpe of wordes, soore moued in his warkes, riottous in his con­dicion, and double of his promys, and harde harted. Al­so I say, that if any thing wante in a wise man by nature, he supplyeth it by science: and he that is ignorant and fo­lyshe, if he want discretion, he supplyethe it with his ma­lice. And trust surely, that a worthy vertuous man ther­by becomethe wise, and he is to be trusted: and he that is of an other maner, beware of hym, for he goeth aboute to sell his malice. He that wyll begile an other, the first thing that he doth is, he sheweth hym selfe to be symple and ig­noraunt. For a man beinge in credence, may soone sprede abrode his malyce. The mothes and softe wormes, freete [Page 50] freate the clothe, and the canker worme perseth the bone, and flatterynge men begyle all the worlde.

¶Howe science ought to be in princis. Cap. xxx.

THe said emperour, folowing his purpose, said: Frendes beholde, howe greate domage igno­rance dothe to all men. And thoughe it be do­mageable to euery man, yet it is moste hurte­full to a prince, whiche oughte, not onely to be content, to knowe as moche as any other wise person kno­weth, but to knowe that euery man knoweth, sythe he is lorde ouer all other. To my iugement, these princis ar not chosen, that they shulde eate more meate, thā all other, nor to be apparayled rychelyer than all other, nor to renne fa­ster than all other: but with presupposition yt they oughte to knowe more than all other. Whan a prince wyll refrain his sensualitie, than he ought to regarde, that his person be right honest, and remēbre this worde, that is, The gret­ter that a prince is of power, aboue other, the more ought he to be vertuous aboue al other. For certainly the great­test infamy is, to se a man most mighty & most riche aboue all other, and than to be knowen an ideot, & lesse of know­lege than other. Al defautes in a gouernour may be borne saue ignoraunce: for ignoraunce in a prince, is a stroke of pestilence: and it sleeth dyuers, and infecteth all persons, and vnpeopleth the realme, chaceth awaye frendes, & gy­ueth harte to enmies of strange natiōs, that were in drede, & finally domageth his person, and sclaūdreth euery one. ¶Whan Camyll triūphed ouer the frenche men, the day of his triumphe he wrote these wordes in the capytoll: O Rome, thou hast ben moder of all wise men, and stepdame to al fooles. ¶These were worthy wordes of such a lorde. [Page] and but if my remembrance begyle me, certaynely Rome was more renoumed for wise persons, that came thyther, than for the featis of warre, that were sente from thense. Our auncient Romayns were more feared, for their wise­dome and knowlege, than for their conquestes. Al the erth feared them more, that tourned leaues of bokes in Rome, than them, that were armed with armour. For that cause Rome was neuer vanquished: and though their armyes were deuyded and broken, yet they neuer lacked wyse mē. I can not say it without teares, Rome is fallen frome the most hight of her estate, not for faut of money and armes, for to fight withall, but for lacke of wyse men, and vertu­ous, for to gouerne. Our forefathers wanne lyke men, and we lese lyke simple chyldren. All thynges that are desired of men, they atteyn by trauayle, susteyn with thought, and departe fro, with great annoyance. And the reason is this: There is nothynge so good, nor soo well beloued, but the course of tyme, causeth vs to leaue it, and to disprayse and abhorre it, or to be wery therof. This is the vayn vanite of the world, and lost tyme lost: for with their yonge desires, they do refrayne their desires. They wolde oftentimes at­tayne a thynge, and after they study, howe to go therfro a­gayne. And yet to shewe further their lyghtnes, that that coste moche, they gyue for a lytel price. That that they loue at one tyme, they hate at an other: and that that they with great study and labour haue atteyned, with greatte furye they forgo. And me thynketh this is the ordinaunce of the goddis, that he that loueth, shall haue an ende, and it that is beloued, shall take an ende: and the tyme that we are in, shall ende. Than it is reasone, that the loue, wherwith we doo loue, shall ende in lykewise. Thus our appetite is so dishonest, that in seinge we desire it, and in desyryng we procure it, and in procurynge, we attayne it, and in the at­tayninge [Page 51] we abhorre it, and in the abhorryng, we leaue it: and than forthewith agayne, we procure an other thynge, and that newe procurynge, we abhorre agayne: In suche wyse, that whan we begynne to loue a thyng, than we fall agayne to hate it, and in the fallynge to hate it, we begyn ageyn to loue an other thynge. So thus fynally, our lyfe dothe ende, er our couetyse dothe leaue vs. It is not thus of wysedome and knowlege, the which, if it ones entre in­to a mans hart, it causeth hym to forget the trauayle, that he toke in the attaynynge thereof. For he taketh the tyme past as good, and enioyeth with rightful ioy, the tyme pre­sent, and hateth ydelnes. Nor he is not contente with that he knoweth, but inforceth his appetite, to knowe more, lo­uynge that other leaueth: and leauyng, that other loueth. Finally, he that is perfittely wyse, sporteth in this worlde with trauayle, and in trauailyng in bokes, is his reste. We haue not to say of all thinges, but of that we fele of them. For it is an other maner to speake by similitude of a stran­ger, and of our owne experience. And in this case I saye, that though we hope of no rewarde of the goddis, nor ho­nour amonge men, nor memorie of the worlde to come: yet am I ryght gladde, to be al onely a philosopher, to se howe gloriously the philosophers haue passed their tyme. I de­maunde one thynge, whan myne vnderstandynge is dul­led, in that I haue to doo, and whan my memorie is trou­bled, in that I haue to determyne, and whan my bodye is compassed with dolours, and whan my harte is charged with thoughtes, and whan I am without knowlege, and whan I am set about with peryls, where can I be better accompanied, than with wise men, or els redynge amonge bokes? In bokes I fynde wysedom, wherby I may lerne: also there I fynd worthynes, which I may folowe: I fynd there prudence, to counsell me, I fynde suche as be sorow­full, [Page] with whom I may wepe. I fynde them there that be merye, with whom I may laughe: I fynde there, symple folke, at whom I may sport: I fynde that is nought, whi­che I may leaue: And fynally, in bokes, I fynde, howe in prosperitie, I ought to behaue me: and howe in aduersi­tie, I ought to guyde me. O, howe happy is that manne, that hath wel red: And yet more happy is he, that though he knoweth moche, yet stayeth vppon counsayle. And yf this be true generally, than moche more is it necessary, yt he kepe the true waye, whiche gouerneth all other. It is a rule infallible, that a prince being wyse, can neuer be sim­ply good, but very good: and the prince that is ignorant, can not be simply yll, but very yll. A prince, that is not wel fortunate, his wysedome may greately excuse hym to his people, of his mysfortune gyuen to hym by fortune. Whan a prince is greatly beloued of his cōmontie, and is vertu­ous of his persone, than euery man saythe, if he haue not good fortune: Al though our prince wāt good fortune, yet his worthy vertues fayle not: and though he be not hap­py in his ententes, yet at the leaste he sheweth his wysdom in the meane season. And thoughe fortune denye hym at one howre, yet at an other tyme. she agreeth, by his wyse­dom. And contrary wyse, an vnwyse prince, and hated of his people, by yuell fortune, renneth into great peryll. For if ylle succede to hym in weighty mattiers, than inconty­nent it shalbe said, it is by reason of the ignoraunce of hym selfe, or by yll counsell of such as be about hym: & if good­nes succede to hym, it shall not be attrybuted by reason of his good gouernaunce, but that fortune hath suffered it, and not by the circumspecte wysedome, that he hath hadde in the meane seasone, but that it was of the pitie, that the goddis had of hym. Than sithe it is thus, a vertuous and a worthy prince, in his ydell tymes, ought secretely to rede [Page 52] is bokes, and openly to common and counsell with wyse men. And in case, yll fortune wyll not permyt hym, to take their counselles, yet at the least, he shal recouer credence a­mong his subiectes. I wil say no more to you, but I estem the knowlege of a wise persō so moch, that if I knewe, that there were shops of sciēces, as there is of other marchaun­dise, I wold giue al yt I haue, only to lerne, that a wise mā lerneth in one day. Finally I say, that I wil not giue, that litel that I haue lerned in one houre, for al the gold in the worlde: And more glory haue I, of the bokes that I haue red, and of such workes, as I haue writtē, thā of al the vic­tories, that I haue had, or of ye realmes that I haue won.

¶What a vilayne sayde to the senatours of Rome, in the presence of the emperour. Cap. xxxi.

THis emperour, being sicke, as it is aforesaid, on a day, as there were with hym diuers phi­sitiōs and oratours, there was a purpose mo­ued amonge them, howe greately Rome was chaunged, not all onely in edifices, but also in customes, and was full of flaterers, and vnpepled of mē, that durste say the trouthe. Than the emperour sayd: The fyrste yere, that I was consul, there came a poore vilayne from the riuer of Danubie, to aske iustice of the senate, a­yenste a censure, who dydde dyuers extortions to the peo­ple: and he hadde a small face, and great lyppes, and ho­lowe eyes, his heare curled, bare heeded, his shoes of a porkepes skyn, his cote of gotis heare, his gyldell of bulle rushes, and a wyld eglantine in his hand. It was a strāge thinge to se him so monstruous: and meruayl, to here his purpose. Certainly, whan I saw him com into the senate, I wende it had bene some beaste, in the figure of a manne. [Page] And after I had harde hym, I iuged hym one of the god­des, if there be goddes amonge men. And as the custome in the senate was, that the complayntes of the poore per­sons were hard, before the requestis of the ryche: this vil­layne had lycence to speake, and so beganne his purpose, wherin he shewed him selfe as bolde in wordes, as extreme and base in his aray, and sayd: O ye auncient fathers, and happy people, I Myles, dwellynge in a citie on the ryuer of Danubie, doo salute you Senatours, that are here as­sembled in the sacred senate. The dedes do permytte, and the goddis suffre, that the capytayns of Rome, with theyr great pride haue redused vnder subiection, the vnhappy people of Germany. Great is the glory of you Romayns, for your battayles that ye haue wonne throughout all the worlde. But if writers say true, more greater shalbe your infamy, in time to come, for the cruelties that ye haue done to the innocentes. My predecessours had people nyghe to the flode of Danubie, and bycause they dyd ylle, the erthe wared drie, and they drewe to the frseshe water: than the water was noyful to them, and they returned to the main lande. What shal I say than? your couetise is so great, to haue steangers goodes, and your pryde soo renoumed, to commaunde all strange landes, that the see maye not pro­fite vs, in the depenes therof, nor the erthe, to assure vs in the caues therof. Therfore I hope in the iust goddes, that as ye, without reason, haue cast vs out of our houses and possessions: so other shal com, that by reason, shal cast you out of Italy and Rome. And infallible rule it is, that he, that taketh wrongfully an other mans good, shall lese the right of his owne. Regard ye Romains, though I be a villain, yet I knowe, who is iust & rightwise, in holding his owne: and who a tyrant, in possessynge others. There is a rule, that what so euer they, that be yl, haue gathered in [Page 53] many dayes, the goddes taketh fro them in one day: and contrarie wise, all that euer the good haue loste in manye days, the goddis restoreth to them agayne in one day. Be­leue me in one thynge, and haue no doute therin, that of the vnlaufull wynning of the fathers, there foloweth the iuste losse to theyr chyldren. And if the goddes toke from them, that be yll, euery thyng, that they haue wonne, as soone as it is wonne, it were but reasone: but in lettynge them alone, therby they assemble by lyttel and lytel diuers thynges, and than, whan they thynke least theron, is ta­ken from them all at ones. This is a iuste iugement of the goddis, that sithe they haue done yll to dyuerse, that some shulde do yll to them. Certaynely it is not possible to any vertuous man, if he be vertuous, that he take any taste in an other mans good. And I am sore abashed, how a man, kepynge an other mans good, can lyue one houre. Syth he seeth, that he hath don iniure to the goddis, sclādred his neibours, plesed his enmies, lost his frendes, greued them that he hath robbed, and aboue all, hath put his owne per­son in peryll. This is a shamefull thynge amonge menne, and culpable before the goddis, the man that hath the de­syre of his harte, and the brydelle of his warkes at suche lybertie, that the lyttel, that he taketh and robbeth fro the poore, semeth moche to hym: but a great dele of his owne, semeth to hym but lyttel. O what an vnhappy man is he, whether he be Greke, or latin, that without consideration, wyll change his good fame into shame, iustice into wrōg, ryght into tyranny, or trouth into lesynge, the certayne in­to vncertayne, hauynge annoyaunce of his owne goodes, and dye for other mens? He that hath his principall inten­tion, to gather goodes for his chyldren, and seke not for a good name, amonge them that be good: it is a iuste cause, that he lese all his goodes, and so without good name to [Page] to be shamefull amonge them that be yl. Let all couetous and auaricious people knowe, that neuer amonge noble men was gotten good renoume, with spredynge abrode of yll gotten goodes. It can not endure many dayes, nor yet be hydden vnder couert many yeres: a man to be holden ryche amonge them that be ryche, and an honorable man amonge them that be honorable: for he shal be infamed, of that he hath gathered his ryches, with greate couetyse, or kepeth it with extreme auarice. O if these couetous peo­ple, were as couetous of theyr owne honour, as they be of other mens goodes: I swere to you, that the lyttel worme or mothe, that eateth the gounes or clothes of suche coue­tous people, shulde not eate the reste of theyr lyfe, nor the canker of infamie, distroye theyr good name and faame at theyr deathes. Harke ye Romaynes, harke what I wyll say, I wolde to the goddis, that ye coude taste it. I se, that al the world hateth pride, and yet is there none, that folo­weth mekenes and humilitie. Euery man condempnethe aduoutrie, and yet I see none, that liueth chaste: Euerye man curseth excesse, and I se none lyue temperately: eue­ry man prayseth pacience, and I se none that wyll suffre: euery man blameth slouth, and I se none, but they be ydel: euery one blameth auarice, and yet euery body robbeth. One thynge I say, and not without wepynge: I say eue­ry manne, with his tongue onely, prayseth vertue, and yet they them selfes, with al theyr lymmes are seruantes vn­to vices. I saye not this onely for the Romaynes, whiche bene in Illirie: but I saye it, by the senatours that I se in the senate. All ye Romaynes, in your deuises aboute your armes beare these wordes: Romanorum est debellare superbos, et parcere subiectis, That is, it pertainethe to Romaynes, to subdewe them that be proude, and to forgyue subiectes. But certainely ye maye better saye: hit partayneth to Ro­mains, [Page 54] to expell innocentis, and to trouble & vexe wrong­fully peasible people. For ye Romayns are but distroyers of peasible people, and theues to robbe frome other, that they sweate for.

¶Of dyuers other thynges that the vylayne sayd before the senate. cap. xxxii.

O Ye Romayns, sayd this vyllayn, what action haue ye, that are brought vppe nygh to the ry­uer of Thyber, agaynste vs, that are nyghe to rhe ryuer of Danubie? Haue ye seene vs fren­des to your ennemies? or haue we declared vs your ennemyes? or haue ye harde say, that we haue lefte our owne lande, and inhabyted any straunge londes? or haue ye harde, that we haue rebelled ageynst our lordes, or haue troubled any strange realmes? or haue ye sente vs anye ambassadours, to desyre vs to be youre frendes? or hath any hooste of ours come to Rome to distroye you, as our enmies? or hath any kynge dyed in our realme, that in his testament made you heyres to our realme? or what an­tyke lawe haue ye founde, wherby we ought for to be your subiectes? Of trouthe in Almayne hereby, they haue felt your tyranny, as wel as we haue herde of your renoume. And more ouer I say, that the names of the Romaynes, & the crueltie of tyrantes, aryued togither in one day vppon our people. I wote not what ye wyll say, that the goddis care not for the hardines of mē: for I see, he that hath mo­che, dothe tiranny, to him that hath but lytell. And he that hath but lyttell, though it be to his infamy, wyll serue him that hath moche. So that disordred men appoynt thē with secrete malice, & secrete malice gyueth place to open theft: and the open robbery no manne resisteth. And therfore it cometh, that the couetyse of an yll man necessarily is had [Page] to be complete, to the preiudyce of many good men. One thynge I wyl say, that eyther the goddis ought to thynke, howe these men shall haue an ende, or elles that the world must ende: or els the worlde, to be no worlde: Or fortune muste holde sure with you, if all that ye haue won in .viii.C. yeres, ye lese not in .viii. dayes. And where as ye are be­come lordes ouer many, ye shall become slaues to all the worlde. Certaynely the goddis shall be vniuste, withoute that thynge come, that muste fall to the worlde hereafter. For that man that maketh hym selfe a tyraunt perforce, it is ryght, that he retourne to be a slaue by Iustice. And it is reason, that syth ye haue taken our myserable lāde, that ye kepe vs in Iustyce. I haue great meruayle of you Ro­mains, that ye send so smple persōs to be our iuges. For I swere to the goddis, they can not declare your lawes, nor vnderstande ours. I wote not whether ye sente them thy­der or no, but I shal shewe you, what they do there. They take openly, what so euer is delyuered to theym: and they doo their profytte with that they desyre in secrete. They chastise the poore personne greuousely, and they forbeare for money, them that be riche: they consent to many wron­ges, to bryng them after to the lawes: & without goodes it boteth not to demand Iustice: and fynally, vnder ye colour that they be iuges, vnder the senate of Rome, they say they may robbe all the londe. What is this ye Romayns? shall your pride neuer haue an ende in commandyng, nor your couetyse in robbynge? Saye what ye wyll. If ye do it for our chyldren, charge theym with yrons, and make theym sclaues: If ye do it for our goodes, goo thyther and take them: If our seruyce doth not contente you, stryke of our heedes. Why is not the knyfe soo cruell in our throtes, as your tyrannies be in our hartes? Doo ye knowe, what ye haue doone ye Romaynes? ye haue caused vs to sweare, [Page 55] neuer to retourne to our wyues: but to flee our chyldren, rather than to leaue them in the handes of so cruell tyrā ­tes. We had leauer suffre the beastly motions of the fleshe for .xx. or .xxx. yeres, than to dye without wounde, leauynge our children sclaues. ye ought not to do this ye Romains. Alond taken per force, ought the better to be ruled, to thē ­tent that the myserable captiues, seinge Iustice duely mi­nistred to them, shulde therby forgette the tyranny passed, and to set their hartes to perpetuall seruitude. And sythe we are come to complayne of the grefes that your Censu­res do vpon the fludde of Danubie, peraduenture you of the senate wyll here vs. Wotte ye what they doo? Harke, and I shall shewe you. If there come a ryghte poore man, to demande Iustice, hauyng no money to gyue, nor wyne to present, nor oyle to promyse: they fede hym with wordis, sayenge, howe he shall haue Iustyce, but they make hym to waste the lyttell that he hath, and gyue hym nothynge, though he demaunde moch. And so the myserable person, that came to complayne, retourneth complaynyng on you all, cursynge his cruell destenies, and maketh exclamatiō vppon the rightwise goddis. I lyue with acornes in win­ter, and cutte downe the grene corne in sommer, and some­tyme I go a fyshynge for pastyme, so that the moste parte of my lyuynge, is feedyng in the fieldes, and ye wote not why: here me, and I shall shewe you. I se suche tyrannies in your censures, and suche robberyes amonge the poore people, and I se suche warres in that realme, and hope of so small remedy in your senate, that I am determined, as moste vnhappy, to banyshe my selfe out of myn own hous, and honest company, to thentent that my harte shulde not fele so great a hurte. It is a great peyne to suffre the ouer­throwe of fortune: but it is a greatter yll, whan one feleth it, and can not remedy it: and yet without comparison my [Page] greattest grefe is, whan my losse may be remedied, and he that may, wyll not, and he that wyll, can not remedy it. O ye cruell Romaynes, if the sorowes all onely shulde be re­duced to memory, that we suffre, my tonge shulde be wery, and all my membres faynte, and myne eyes shoulde wepe bluddy teares, & my fleshe wold consume. This in my lāde maye be sene with eies, harde with eares, and felte in pro­pre persone. Certaynly my harte departeth, and my soule is troubled, & myn entrayles breake. And I beleue yet, the goddis wyll haue compassiion. I wylle desire you to take my wordes for sclaunder. For ye Romaynes, if ye be Ro­mayns, ye may well see, that the trouble, that we haue, co­meth by men, and amonge men, and with men, and by the handes of men. Than it is no meruayle, though men fele it as men. One thynge comforteth me, and dyuers tymes amonge other, that be vnfortunate, it cometh to such pur­pose, the whiche is, I thinke the goddis be so ryghtwise, that their fierce and cruell chastisementes come not but by our owne cruell shrewdnes: & our secrete sinnes awaketh vs so, that we haue open iustyce. But of one thynge I am sore troubled, bicause the goddis can not be contēted. For a good person, for a lyttel faut, is greatly chastised, and he that is yl, for many fautes, is not punished at al. So thus the goddis forbeare some, & some haue no mercy. Thus it semeth, that the goddis wyl turment vs by the handes of suche men as greue vs extremely. So that if there were a­ny iustyce in the worlde, whan they chastise vs with their handes, we shoulde not merite to haue our heedes on the shulders. Therfore I say to you, ye Romayns, and swere by the immortal goddis, that in .xv. days, that I haue ben in Rome, I haue seene suche dedes done in your senate, yt if the leest dede of them had ben done at Danubie, the ga­lowes & gibettes, had ben hanged thycker of theues, than [Page 56] the vineyard with grapes and reysons. And sith yt my de­sire hath sene, that it desireth, my harte is at reste: in spre­dynge abrode the poyson that was in it. If my tonge hath offended you in any thing, I am here redy, to make recō ­pence with my throte. For in good sothe, I had rather to wynne honour, offerynge my selfe to the deathe, thanne ye shuld haue it, in takynge my lyfe fro me. Thus this vilain ended his purpose. Than the emperour sayd: How thinke ye my frendes, what kernel of a nut? What golde of filth? what grayne of strawe? what rose of thornes? What ma­rowe of bones, dyd he vncouer? what reason so hie? what wordes so wel sette? what trouth so true, and what malice opened he soo? He discouered the duetie of a good manne. And I swere to you, as I may be deliuered from this euill feuer, that I haue, that I saw this vilayn standing a hole houre on the erth boldly, & we holdinge downe our hedes abashed, & coude not answere him a word. The next day it was accorded in the senat, to send new iuges to Danubie. And we cōmanded the vilaine to delyuer vs in writing, al that he had sayd, that it might be regestred in the boke of good sayinges of strangers. And the saide vilayne, for his wise wordes, was made patricien, & so taried styl at Rome, and for euer was susteyned of the common treasure.

¶Howe the emperour desired the welth of his peo­ple, and the people his welthe. ca. xxxiii.

IN the seconde yere that Mar. was chosen em­perour, the .xlv. yere of his aege, as he retour­ned fro the warres, that he had in conqueryng the Germains and the Aragons, whereby he got glory & riches for the Romaynes empire, he lay at Salon to reste him, and to appointe his armye, [Page] and to the entent, that the Romaynes shulde apparell his triumph in Rome right glorious and rychly: There was one thynge done, that was neuer sene before in Rome. For the day of his triumph, by al the people and consent of the senate, the prince Comodus, sonne to Marcꝰ Au. was cho­sen after the dethe of his father to be emperour vniuersall of thempire. He was not chosen by the petition of his fa­ther, for he was agaynste hit with all his power, sayinge, that the empire oughte not to be gyuen for the lawde of them that be deed, but he shoulde be chosen, for his owne good warkes. Often tymes this emperour wolde saye, Rome shall be loste, whan the election shal be taken frome the Senate, and the Emperour to enheryte the empire by Patrimonie.

¶Nowe to returne where as we lefte. This emperour beynge at Salon, studied sore to entre into Rome in good order, and Rome studied soore howe to receyue hym, as it appertained triumphantly for suche a warre. He was sore desyred of thempire: and euer he imagined, howe to do plesure to the people, and the people were redy to dye in his seruice. Dyuers tymes was moued a pleasant purpose in the senate, which of these thynges was moste to be loued: The emperour to loue the people of the empire, or the people of thempire themperour. On a daye hit was determy­ned, to sette iuges in that case: There were chosen the am­bassadours of the Parthes and Roodes: and vppon that effecte they hadde writynge. It was layde for the empe­rour, the good dedes that he had done in his absence, and the tokens of loue, that they hadde alwayes shewed in his presence. And on an other day the emperour moued an o­ther question before the senate, saying, that it was a great­ter glorie, to haue such subiectes, than the glorie of the se­nate, to haue suche an emperour. Than the Senate sayde [Page 57] nay: Affirming that it is a greatter glorie that they had of hym, than he coude haue of them. And in this maner the emperour gaue the glorie to the people, and the people to the emperour. Thus in sporte and play they toke iudges agayn. It was a merueylous thyng to se the ioy that they al had to proue their intentes. And the good emperour for a memorye gaue the laude to the people, bycause of theyr great obedience and seruice, and extreme loue that he had founde in them: And the happy people recounted the gret clemencie and mercy that was in the emperour, and his vertue and worthynes in gouernynge, his honestie of ly­uynge, and his force and valiantnes in conqueringe. It was a great thing to se the honour that the people gaue to themperour, and the good renoume that themperour gaue to the people. The writinges were gyuen to the straunge ambassadours, to thentent that the people myght lerne to obey theyr princes: and princes to loue theyr people. To the ende that by such examples, as it was reason, the good people shuld enforce them selfes, and the yl to withdrawe. Thus this emperour adressed his entre with his capitay­nes and captiues, and Rome apparayled theym with all their senatours and people to receyue hym. It was a huge thynge to se what people was at Rome to go forth to mete hym, and what people were with the emperour to entre. They that were at Salon hadde their eyes and also theyr hartes at Rome: and they that were at Rome hadde theyr hartes at Salon. In suche wyse that theyr eies daseled with that they sawe, and their hartes aked for that they hoped to se. There is no greatter peyne, than whan the hart is deferred fro that it longeth sore to haue.

¶Howe themperour gaue Lucilla his doughter ly­cence to sport her at his palays. ca. xxxiiii.

[Page] IT is to be knowen, that the Romaynes had a custome, that in the monethe of Ianiuer, they shulde make triumphes to theyr emperours: and in the same seson that the triumphes were apparailed, Faustin thempresse caused dyuers high persones to pray the emperour to gyue lycence to a doughter of his, to com from there as she was kept, to the palays, and sporte her at the feastes. This mayden was named Lucie or Lucyll: She was higher than the prince Commodus her brother: she was of a goodly gesture and wel proporcioned of her body, and wel be loued of her mo­ther. And she resembled her not all onelye in her beautie, but also in her lyuynge. And thoughe the request was py­tifull, and they that made it familier, and he to whome it was made was the father, and the demaunder was the mother, and she for whom it was made, was the dough­ter: the emperour graunted it, but not without great dis­pleasure. Neuertheles Faustine was full gladde, and as sone as she had obteyned lycence, she broughte her dough­ter to the palays. And so whan the day of the great feaste and triumph was comme, the damoysell Lucylle beynge out of gouernance, and seinge her selfe at large, trustinge thanne vppon her owne innocencye, toke noo hede of any strange malyce, laughed with them that laughed, talked with them that talked, and behelde them that behelde her, and without care she thought that none thought yl of her, bycause she thought yll of none: yet in those dayes a may­den to laugh among men was reputed as moche as a wo­man to haue done aduoutrie with the priestes of Grece, so great was the honestie of Romayn women estemed. And lightnes of maydens was a great infamie: for they were wors punished for one open lyghtnes, than for two secrete fautes. Amonge all other seuen thynges the women dyd [Page 58] obserue surely, that is to wytte, not to speke moche at fea­stes, not to eate moche at bankettes, to drynke no wyne in theyr helthe, nor to speake alone with men, nor to lyfte vp their eies in the temples, nor to stande longe lokynge out at wyndowes, nor to go out of their houses without their husbandes. The woman taken with any of these dysho­nest thynges, was always after reputed infamed. Many thynges were suffred of persons in small reputation, that were not suffred in persons of honour. For the noble wo­men coude not cōserue the reputatiō of their estate, but by reason of keping their person in great feare & good order. Al thinges done vnkyndly is syn, & may be amended: but the dishonest woman is alway shamed. The noble ladies, if they wyl be taken as ladies, whā they excede other in ri­ches, the lesse lycēce ought they to haue to go wandring a­bout. Certainly the plentie of goodes, & the libertie of p­sons, shuld not be a spur to pricke thē forward, but rather a brydell to kepe them in their closettes. And this is sayd, for bycause that duryng the said feastis, the damoysel Lu­cille, as a yonge mayden, and Faustyne, her louynge mo­ther not beinge olde, sommetyme a foote, and sometyme rydynge on horsebacke, sommetyme openly, and somme­tyme meruaylous secretely, sommetymes with company, and sommetymes without companye, sommetyme on the day, and nowe and than by nyghte, they wolde walke a­brode in the stretes of Rome to se the feldes of Vulcan, in gardeynes Saturnynes, and drynke at the conduites of Neros water, and sommetyme passe the tyme by the faire ryuer of Thiber, and in all suche other pleasaunt sportes as apperteyned to their age. And thoughe the fore ryped primetyme prouoked them therto, yet the grauitie of su­che ladies shoulde not suffre it. I wylle saye one thynge, to thentent noble women shuld take aduertisemēt therby, [Page] and that is this: I knowe not whiche was the greatteste dissolution, eyther the walkynge abrode of Faustyne and Lucylle through the stretes and other places, or elles the boldnes of yll speakers, speakyng ageynst their persons and good names. The withdrawyng and kepinge of wo­men cloose is a brydell to the tongues of all men: and the woman that dothe otherwise, otherwise putteth her good name in daunger. Of trouthe it were better for a woman neuer to be borne, than to be defamed. Amonge the Ro­mayns the lygnage of the Cornelies were had in great e­stimation. For of them all, neuer none was founde a co­warde, nor a woman defamed. The hystories shewe, that ones a lady of that lygnage beynge onelye defamed, was hanged on the galowes by the handes of her owne kyns­folke. Surely it was well doone of the Romaynes, to the entent that the wyckednes of one woman shuld not suffer yll fame to renne vppon the hole lygnage: where is there noblenes without shame? The thynges that to wche ho­nour, ought not to be hyd but amended by Justice, and to put theym to deathe, that lose their good fame. It is not sufficient for a person to be good: but it is necessarye that he put fro hym all occasions that are reputed to be yll. All the losses that a man may haue of any temporall goodis, can not countrepeyse the leest losse of good fame. A man that layeth his good name for a farthynge at a but of this worlde, at a hundred shottes scantly shall he shoote one a­ryght. And contrary wise the man that feareth no shame, nor wyll not haue his personne in reputation, there is noo hope of goodnes in hym. Than this emperour, as a ship­maister, sayling in moste faire and calme wether, foreca­stethe, and is in greatte thoughte and feare of tempestes and stormes to comme, in the feastis of his greatte glory, was in doubte of these two ladies, leste sodenly any mys­fame [Page 59] shuld folowe. And certaynly he had great cause. For hit is an infallyble rule of enuious fortune, that this pre­sent felicitie is gyuen with a prycke of a sodayne falle of myschaunce. In thinges naturall, we se somtyme the see caulme, and yet forthewith foloweth a peryllous storme, and consequently the great heate of the daye is sygne of thunder at nyght. I say fortune comynge with some pre­sent delyte or pleasure, is a token that by flatterynge vs, she hath made redy her snares to catche vs. Whan the mil­ler is sure, he dresseth his water gaate, and the labourer whan it reyneth not, couereth his howse, thynkynge that an other tyme the wethers or raynes wyll falle theron and trouble hym: In lyke wyse a wyse and a vertuous man ought to thynke, as longe as he lyueth in this worlde, he holdeth his felicitie but at aduenture: and his aduersitie for his naturall patrimony. Amonge all them that coulde reioyce in prosperitie, and helpe theym selfe in aduersitie, this emperour Marcus Aurelius was one: whiche for a­ny flatterynges that Fortune coulde shewe hym, he neuer trusted in them: nor for myshappe that he had in this life, he neuer dispayred.

¶What Marcus themperour sayd to a Senatour as touchynge triumphes. Cap. xxxv.

WHanne these feastes were passed, as Sertus Cheronense saith, a senatour named Aluinus sayde to themperour, the same nyght that the triumphe ceassed: Syr reioyce you sythe that this day ye haue gyuen so great ryches to the common treasure of Rome: and I haue sene your person in the triumph of glorie: and to the worlde to come of you and your house you haue lefte perpetuall memorye. The [Page] emperour hering these wordis, said in this maner: Frēdes it is good reson we beleue, the hūter knoweth the fiersnes of vestis, the phisition the propretie of herbes, the mariner the perils of rockes, the capitaines the chances of warre, and the emperour that triumpheth, the ioyes that he hath of triumphes. As god helpe me, and as euer I haue part with my predecessours, and as euer I haue good for­tune, the thoughtes that I haue had for these festes, haue bene farre greatter than the feares that I haue had in all the iourneyes and battayles afore. And the reason therof is very euydent to theym that haue clere vnderstanding: For always in cruel battailes I was euer in hope to haue glorie, & feared not the ouerthrow of fortune. What coude I lose in battayle? Nothynge but the lyfe, that is the leest thyng that men haue, and alwayes in these triumphes I feare to lose renowme, whiche is the greatest gyfte that the goddis haue gyuen me. O howe happy is that man, that loseth his lyfe, and leaueth behynde hym perpetuall memorie? Lette euery man vnderstande this that wylle, and saye what they lyste: that amonge noble and valy­aunt barons, he dyeth not, that leeseth his lyfe, and lea­ueth good renowme after hym: and moche lesse tyme ly­ueth he that hath an yll name, thoughe he lyued many ye­res. The ancyent philosophers reckened not the lyfe of a man, though he lyued many yeres, but they reckened the good werkes that he hadde doone. The senate was im­portune vppon me, that I shulde take this triumphe, as ye knowe well: and I can not tell whiche was greattest, theyr desyre or my resistence. You knowe not the trouthe why I say thus. I dyd it not bycause of ambicion, and for couetousnes of glorie, but it was bicause I fere ye humain malice. At the day of the triumph there was not so greate ioy shewed by the symple persons, but the hyd enuy was [Page 60] greatter among the greattest persons. This glory passeth in one day, but enuy abydeth a hole yere. The plentifulle realme of Egipt, so happy in the blodshed of their enmies, as in the waters of Nyle, hadde a lawe immouable. They neuer denyed theyr mercy to the captiues ouercome: nor they gaue no triumph to theyr capitaynes ouercomers. ¶The Caldees mocke at the Romayne triumphes, affir­myng how there is not gyuen so great chastisement to the capitayne of Egipte ouercome, as the empire Romayne gyue to the ouercomer, whan tryumphe is gyuen to hym. And surely the reason is good, for the thoughtefull capy­tayne, whanne he hathe chased his ennemyes, that Rome hath in straunge londes, with his owne propre speare, in payement for his trauayle they gyue him ennemyes in his owne propre lande. I swere to you, that all the Romaine capitaynes haue not lefte so many enmyes deed by swerd, as they haue recouered ylle wyllars the daye of theyr try­umphes. Let vs leaue the Caldees, and speake we of our auncient Romaynes, whiche if they myghte retorne nowe agayne in to the worlde, they wolde rather be tyed faste to the chariottes as captiues, than to syt in them as vyc­tours. And the cause is, theyr neighbours seinge them go­inge as captiues, wolde moue theyr hartes to set theym at liberte, so that the glorie of theyr tryumphes is a meane to cause them to be persecuted and pursued. I haue redde in writyng, and herd of my predecessours, and haue seene of my neighbours, that the aboundaunce of felicitie hathe caused cruel enuie to be in many. O in what peril are they that with particuler honor wold be exalted among other? In the moste higheste trees the force of wyndes is mooste aduaunced. And in most sumptuous buildynges lyghte­ninge and thunder doothe mooste hurte, and in greatte thycke and drye busshes the fyers kendle mooste easelye: [Page] [...] [Page 60] [...] [Page] I say that in them that fortune hath reysed most hyghly, agaynst them spredeth the greattest poyson of enuye. All suche as be vertuous say: The mo ennemies they subdue to the common welthe: the moo enuious they recouer of their renoume. One ought to haue great compassion of a vertuous manne: bycause where he trauaileth to be good, there abydeth one thynge in hym, of the whiche all onely at the deth he seeth the ende. And that is, the more a man recouereth here renoume amonge straungers, the more he is persecuted with enuy amonge his owne nations. Ho­mer shewethe in his Illiades, that Caluitio kynge of the Argiues was expert in clergie, valiant in armes, and in­dued with dyuers graces, beloued with his people, aboue al other he was a great louer of his goddis and worshyp­per of them. This good kynge had a custome, that in all thynges that he had to do, he wolde fyrste aske counsayle in the temples of the goddes: he wolde begynne no warre agaynste other, nor ordeyne no newe lawe nor custome in his realme: nor gyue aunswere to the ambassadours, nor put no trespasours to death: nor set no tribute on his peo­ple: but first he wolde go to the temple, and make dyuers sacrifices to knowe the wyll of the goddes. And bycause he went so often to the oracles, he was demaunded what answere the goddis made to hym in secrete, seinge he was so importunate. Then he answered and sayde: I demand of the goddes, that they shulde not gyue me so lyttell, that euery man myght abate and ouercome me: Nor also that they shulde gyue me so moche, that euery manne shoulde hate me: but my desyre is to haue a meane estate, where­with euery manne myghte loue me. For I hadde leuer be felowe with many in loue, than to be kynge of all with ha­tred and enuy.

¶Of the great reproche that the emperour gaue to his wyfe Faustyne and her dough­ter. Capitu. xxxvi.

AFter the feastes of the triumphe afore sayde, this good emperour wyllynge to satysfye his harte, and to aduertise Faustine his wyfe, and to teche his innocēt doughter, without know­ledge of any other, he sent for them and sayde: I am not contēt Faustine, with that your doughter doth, and yet lesse with that you do, which ar her mother. These maidens, for to be good maydens, oughte well to knowe, howe to obey theyr mothers. And the mothers to be good mothers, ought to knowe how to bring vp their children. The father is excused in gyuynge counsaill, if the mother be vertuous, and the doughter shamefast. It is a greatte shame to the father, beinge a noble man, that his wyfe be­ing a woman, shuld chastise his sonne: And a great incon­ueniēce of the mother, beinge a mother, that her doughter shuld be chastised by the handes of her father. There was a lawe ordeyned by the Rodiens, that the father with the doughter, if she hadde a mother, nor the mother with the sonne, if he were a man, shuld not entermedle eche with o­ther, but alonely men with men, and women with women, ought to be brought vp. And thextremitie of the lawe was such, that amōge them that dwelled in one house, semed yt the fathers had no doughters, nor the mothers no sonnes. O Rome, I wepe not to se thy stretes vnpaued, nor that there is so many gutters in thy houses, nor that the batyl­mentes fall downe, nor the tymbre hewed downe, nor for the mynyshynge of thine habitantes, for all this the tyme bringeth, and the tyme beareth away: but I wepe for the, and wepe for the agayne, to se the vnpeopled of good fa­thers, [Page] and vnprouided in the nourishing of theyr sonnes. Our countrey began to faille vtterly, whan the doctrine of sonnes and doughters was enlarged, and theyr bridell lette go at libertie. For there is now such boldnesse in men children, and so lyttell shamefastnes in women chyldren, with the dishonestie of the mothers, that where as one fa­ther suffised for .xx. sonnes, & one mother for .xxx. dough­ters, nowe .xx. fathers, scantly dare vndertake to brynge vp well one son, and .xxx. mothers, one doughter. I say to you thus Faustin, you remēbre not how you ar a mother, for you gyue more libertie to your doughter, than oughte to be suffred. And you Lucill remembre not, how you are a doughter: For you shewe to haue more lybertie, than re­quireth for a yonge mayden. The greattest gyfte that the goddis haue gyuen to the matrones of Rome is, bycause they are women, they kepe them selfe close and secret: and bycause they be Romayns, they are shamefaste. The day, whan the women want the feare of the goddis secretelye, and shame of menne openly, beleue me, eyther they shall faile the worlde, or the worlde them. The common welth requireth so greatte necessitie, that the women that dwell therin, shulde be as honest, as the capitaynes be valiant. For the capitaynes going to warre, defende them, and the women that abyde at home, conserue them. As a. iiii. yeres passed ye sawe the great pestilence, and I demanded then to haue a compt of the people, and I founde, that of a. C.xl.M. women well lyuynge .lxxx.M. dyed: And of .x.M. yll womenne, in maner they scaped all. I can not telle for whiche I shulde wepe, eyther for the lacke, that we haue of the good and vertuous women in our common welthe, or elles for the greuous hurte and domage, that these yll and wycked women do to the youthe of Rome. The fyre that brenneth in mounte Ethna, dothe not so greatte do­mage [Page 64] to them that dwelle in Scycille, as one ylle woman doth in the circuit of Rome. A fierse beast and a perillous, ennemie to the comon welth, is an yl woman: for she is of power to do moche harme, and is not apte to folowe any goodnesse. O how many realmes and kynges rede we of, to be loste by the yll gouernance of women, and to resyste agaynste them hath ben nede of wysedom, peryls, money, force, and worthynes of many men. The vices in a womā is as a grene rede, that boweth euery way: but the liber­tie and dishonestie is as a drye kix, that breaketh: in suche wise that the more yll they vtter, the more vnlykely is the redres therof ageyn. Behold Faustin, there is no creature that more desireth honour, and wors kepeth it, than a wo­man. And that this is true, se by Iustice, by orations, by writynge, and other trauayles, manne getteth renowme: but (without it be by flatterynge and fayre speakyng) vn­to this houre, by antyke writing, we can rede of fewe wo­men or none, that eyther by writinge, redynge, workinge with nedell, spynnyng, or by weauyng, haue gotten them any great renoume. But as I saye of one, I saye of an o­ther. Certaynly of dyuers we rede, by kepynge them close in their houses, well occupied in their besynesses, tempe­rate in theyr wordes, faythfull to their husbandes, well or­dered in their personnes, peasible with their neyghbours, and finally beinge honeste amonge theyr owne famylye, and shamefaste amonge straungers, suche haue attayned great renowme in theyr lyfe, and lefte eternal memorie of them after theyr death. I wol tel you an antike histore, as profitable to restreyne our vices, as it dyd than augment vertues, and it is this: The realme of Lacedemoniens (as Plato sheweth) was at a season more dissolute by the vn­thriftines of women, than infamed by the crueltie of men: so that of al maner nations they were called Barbariens. [Page] What tyme Grece as a mother, called philisophie of phi­losophers, Lygurge, a wise philosopher in knowlege, and a right iuste kynge to gouerne, partely with his doctrine righte profitable, and partely with his pure lyfe, made la­wes in the sayde realme, wherby he extirped all vices, and planted all vertues. I can not telle, whiche of these two were moste happy, The kynge, hauynge so obedient peo­ple, or els the realme, to haue so rightfull a kynge. Amōge all other lawes, for women he made one greatly to be com­mended: He commanded, that the father that dyed, shuld gyue nothing to his doughter. And an other, that neyther lyuinge nor dienge, he shuld gyue any money to mary her with: to the entent that none shulde marye her for her ry­ches, but all onely for her goodnes: and not for her beau­tie, but for her vertues. And where as nowe, some be vn­maried, bycause they are poore, so then they abode vnma­ried, bycause they were shamefulle and vicious. O tyme, worthy to be desyred, whan maydens hoped nothynge to be maried with theyr fathers goodes, but by the vertuous werkes of theyr owne persons. This was the tyme, called the golden worlde: whan neyther the doughter feared to be disherited by the father in his lyfe, nor the father to dye sorye for leauynge her without remedye at his deathe. O Rome, cursed be he that first brought golde into thy hous: and cursed be he, that firste beganne to hurde vp treasure. Who hath made Rome to be so ryche of treasure, and soo pore of vertues? Who hath made menne wedde villaynes doughters, and leaue the doughters of senatours vnma­ryed? What hath made, that the ryche mannes doughter is demanded vnwyllyng, and ye doughter of a pore mā none wyll desyre? what hathe caused, that one mariethe a foole with fyue .C. marke, rather than a wyse woman with .x.M. vertues? Than I saye, that in this poynte the flesshe [Page 65] vanquysheth the fleshe, and er euer the vanytie of the ma­lice therof is vanquished. Howe cometh it, yt a couetous ꝑ­son wyll soner nowe adays haue a wyfe, that is ryche and foule, than one that is poore and fayre? O vnhappy wo­men that brynge forth chyldren, and more vnhappy be the doughters, that are borne, which to haue them maried, no store is set by the blodde of theyr predecessours, nor the fa­uour of theyr frendes, nor the value of their warkes, nor the beautie of theyr persones, nor the clennes of theyr lyfe. O cursed worlde, where the doughter of a good mā, with­out money, shall haue no mariage. But it was not wonte to be soo. For in the aunciente tyme, whan they treated of maryages, fyrste they spake of the persones, and after of the goodis: not as they doo at this houre, in this vnhap­py tyme: for nowe they speke firste of goodes: and laste of all, of the persone. In the sayde golden worlde, fryste they spake of the vertues, yt the person was endowed with, and whan they were maryed, in sportynge, they wolde speake of the goodes. Whan Camillo triumphed vpon the Gau­les or frenchemen, he had then but one sonne, and he was suche one, that his person merited great lawdes. And for the renome of his father, dyuers kynges desyred to haue him to theyr sonne: and dyuers senatours desyred to haue hym to theyr sonne in lawe. This yonge manne, beinge of the age of .xxx. yeres, and the father at .lx. was impor­tunatelye styred by his naturalle frendes, and desyred of strange kynges, for to mary hym: but alway the olde Ca­myll repugned the counsell of his frendes, & the importu­nitie of the straungers. whan it was demaunded, why he determyned not vppon some maryage for his sonne, sythe therby shulde folowe the restefulle lyfe of the yonge man, and the quietnes of hym selfe in his aege, He aunswered: I wyll not mary my sonne, bycause somme offer me ryche [Page] doughters, some noble of lygnage, some yonge, and some fayre: but there is none hath sayde to me, I gyue you my vertuous doughter. Certaynly Camylle meryted to haue triumph, for that he dyd. And he deserued eternall memo­rie, for that he said. I say to you Faustine al these wordes, bycause I se you lede your doughter to the Theatres and playes, and do brynge her into the Capitoll. You put her to the kepynge of the swerde players, you suffre her to se the toumblers, and yet you doo not remembre, that she is yonge, and you not aged: ye go into the stretes withoute lycence, and play by the ryuers. I fynd no vilany therin, nor thynke that your doughter is yl: but I say it, bycause you giue occasion, that she shoulde not be good. Beware Faustine, neuer truste in the case of the fleshe of yong peo­ple. Nor haue no confidence in olde folkes. For there is no better way, than to flee the occasion of al thynges. For this entent the virgins vestales are closed vp betwene the walles, to eschewe the occasions of open places, not to be more lyght and foolyshe, but to be more sadde and vertu­ous, fleing occasions. The yonge shal not say, I am yong and vertuous, nor the olde shall not say, I am olde & bro­ken. For of necessite, the drye flaxe wyl brenne in the fyre: and the grene flagge smoke in the flamme. I saye, that a man beinge a diamonde enchaced amonge men, yet of ne­cessitie he ought to be quicke and mery amonge women. And as waxe melteth in the heate, we can not denye, that thoughe the wodde be taken fro the fyre, and the ymbres quenched, yet neuer the les the stones oftentime remayne hote and brennyng. In lyke wise the flesshe, thoughe it be chastised with hote & drie maladies, or consumed by many yeres with trauayle, yet concupiscence abideth styll in the bones. What nede is it to blasen the vertues, & denye our naturalities? Certaynly there is not so croked a hors, but [Page 66] if he se a mare, he wyll bray ones or twise. There is no mā so yonge nor old, but let hym se yong damoysels, eyther he wyll giue a sigh or a wishe. In al voluntary thinges I de­nie not, but that one may be vertuous: but in natural thinges, I confesse euery man to be weake. Whan ye take the wood fro the fire, it leueth brennyng: Whā somer cometh, the colde wynter cessethe: whan the see is caulme, the wa­wes leaue theyr vehemente mouynge: whan the sonne is sette, it beshyneth not the worlde. I wyl say that than, and not before, the fleshe wyl cesse to peyn vs, whan it is layde in the graue. Of the fleshe we are borne, and in the flesshe we lyue, and in the fleshe we shall dye. And therby it folo­weth, that our good lyfe shall sooner ende than our fleshe. Oftentymes some holsome fleshe for meate corrupteth in an vnholsome potte: and good wyne somtyme sauoureth of the foiste. I saye, though that the werkes of our lyfe be vertuous: yet shal we fele the stenche of the weake fleshe, I say this Faustyne, sith age can not resist the hote enter­prise, howe can the tender membres of youth resist it? you being the mother, without you go the right way, she being your doughter can not go the same way. The Romayne matrones, if they wil nourishe their doughters wel, ought to kepe these rules. Whan they se, that they wolde goo a­brode, than breke theyr legges: and if they wold be gasing, than put out their eies, and if they wyl harke, stoppe theyr eares: if they wyl giue or take, cut of their handes: if they dare speke, sowe vp theyr mouthes: and if they wil entend any lyghtnes, bury them quicke. wordes ought to be gy­uen to an yll doughter: and in stede of presentes and gyf­tis at her weddyng, gyue her wormes: and for her hous, a graue. Take hede Faustine, if you wyll haue great ioy of your doughter, take fro her the occasiōs, wherby she shall be ylle. To vndersette a hous, behoueth dyuers proppes: [Page] And yf the principalles be taken awaye, hit wylle falle downe. I wyll tell you, womenne are so fraylle, that with kepers with great peyne, they can kepe them selfe: and for a small occasion they wyll lose all to gether. O howe ma­my yll hath there ben, not bycause they wolde be so, but by cause they folowed suche occasions, the which they ought to haue eschewed? It is for me to entre into this battayle, but yet it is not in me to attayne the vyctorie. It is for me to entre into the see, yet it lyeth not in my handes to escape the perylle. It is in the handes of a woman to entree into the occasion, and after that she is therin, hit is not in her handes to delyuer her from faute.

¶Howe the emperour counsayled Faustine, to eschue yll occasions fro her doughter. cap. xxxvii.

PAraduenture Faustine ye wyll saye to me, that none may speke to your doughter Lucylle, but if you here hit: nor se her, but in your syghte, nor hyde her, but you knowe where: nor make none appoyntment, with out your knowledge. And atte this houre you knowe not, that they that do hate her, & wold her yll, what dishonour theyr tongues doo speake of her. Newe loue in yonge bloudde in the springinge tyme and floury­shynge youthe, is a poyson, that forthewith spredethe in to euery vayne: It is an herbe, that by and by entreth the en­trayles: a swownyng, that incontinently mortifieth al the membres, & a pestilence, that sleeth the hartes: and finally it maketh an ende of all vertues. I wote not what I saye yet, al though I knowe what I wyll say: For I wold ne­uer blasen loue with my tonge, without I were sore hurte in myn vnderstandynge. Ouyde sayth in his boke of the [Page 65] arte of loue. Loue is I wote not what: that commeth I wote not whens: who sent it I wote not: it engendreth I wote not how: it is contented I wote not wherwith: it is felte I wote not howe ofte, nor I wote not wherfore. And fynally loue taketh rote without breakynge of the flesshe outwarde, or percinge the entrayles inwarde. I wote not what Ouide meaneth hereby: but I trowe whan he saide these wordes, he was as farre banysshed from hym selfe, as I am at this tyme from my selfe. O Faustin, they that loue togither, shewe the signes of their hartes by dyuers wayes, and in slepyng they reason and speake: and by sy­gnes they vnderstande eche other. The great voyce oute­warde is sygne of lyttell loue inwarde: and the great in­warde loue kepeth silence outwarde. The entrayles with­in imbraced in loue, cause the tonge outwarde to be muet. He that passeth his lyfe in loue, ought to haue his mouth close. And to the entente that ye shall not thynke, that I speake fables, I wyll proue this by auncient hystories. ¶We fynde aunciently, that in the yere .ii.C. and .lx. af­ter the foundation of Rome, Estrasco a yonge Romayne that was dombe, and Veronne a fayre lady of the Latins, that was dombe also. These two sawe eche other on the mount Celyoit at a feest, and there fel in loue eche with o­ther. And their hartes were as soore fixed in loue, as theyr tonges were tyed for wordes. It was a meruaylous thing to se them, and feareful to note here. The yong lady came fro Salon to Rome: and he went fro Rome to Salon, by the space of .xxx. yeres togither without the wityng of any persone, nor they two spake not. Than at the laste died the husbande of the lady Veronne, and the wyse of Estrasco, and than they discouerd their loue, and treated a mariage betwene them, of whome descended the noble lygnage of our Scipions: whiche were more lyberalle in the feates [Page] of armes, than theyr father and mother were in their ton­ges. Than Faustine marke this thynge: Lyttell aduan­tage it had ben to haue cut out the tonges of the two dōbe folkes, to haue remedied their loue, and not to haue cutte out theyr hartes.

¶Also I shall tell you of Massinissa a worthy knyght of Numedie, and Sopharise a famous ladye of Carthage, al onely by one sight, as they sawe eche other on a ladder, he declared his desire vnto her: and she knowyng his lust, breakynge the oores of feare, and lyftynge vp the ankers of shame, incontinent raised the sailes of theyr hartes, and with the shippes of their ꝑsons, they ioyned eche to other. Here may we gather, how the first sight of their eies, and knowlege of their persons, and the leage of their hartes, and the mariage of their bodies, & the pardition of theyr estates, and the infamie of their name, in one day, in one houre, in one moment, and in one steppe of a ladder were agreed. What wyll ye that I saye more to this pourpose? Do ye not knowe that Helayne the Greke, and Parys the Troyan, of two strange nations and of farre countreys, with one only sight in a temple, their wylles were so knyt togither, that he toke her as his captiue, and she aboode his prisoner. In Parys appered but smal force, and in her but lyttel resistence. So that in maner these two yonge ꝑ­sons, the one procuring to vanquishe, and the other suffe­ringe to be vanquisshed, Parys was cause of his fathers deathe: and Helayne of the infamie of her husbande, and they bothe of their owne deathes, losse to theyr realmes, and sclaunder to all the worlde. All this loue caused one onely syght.

¶Whan great kyng Alexander wold haue gyuen bataile to the Amazons, the quene capitayn of them no lesse faire than stronge and vertuous, came to a ryuer syde, and the [Page 66] space of an houre eche of them beheld other with theyr eies without speakynge of any worde, and whan they retour­ned to their tentes, the fiersnes was turned into swete wā ­ton amorous wordes.

¶Whan Pyrrhe the faythefull defender of the Tarenty­nes, and renoumed kynge of Epirotes, was in Italy, he came to Naples, and he had not ben there but one day, the same season there was a lady in the same citie named Ga­malicice of a highe lygnage, and greatly estemed in beau­tie: The very same day she was goten with chyld and sha­med through out al Italy, and was thruste out of the citie, and after she was delyuered of chylde, she was slayne, by one of her owne bretherne.

¶Also Cleopatra in the prouince of Bithinye, in the wod Sehyn, made a goodly banket or solempne feast to Mar­cus Anthonius her louer. And thoughe she was not very honest, yet had she with her right chaste women: and thus the banket enduryng a great parte of the nyghte, and the wod beinge thicke, the yonge damsels were not so wily to hyde them, but the yonge men Romayns founde them: so that of .lx. doughters of senatours .lv. were gotten with chyld among the thycke bushes: which thyng made a gret sclandre in the people, and augmented the infamy of Cle­opatre, and minished the honestie of Marc Anthony. ¶Thus as I haue shewed of a smal nombre, I coude say of many other. Al men are not men, nor all women be not women. I say it bycause I wolde it shulde be sayde: let it touche them that it toucheth, and let them that can, vnder­stand me. There is some shyppes, that are so lyghte, that they wyll sayle with a lytell wynde, and there be some mil­les that wyll grinde with a lyttell water. I saye there be some women so brittel, that as a glasse with a fyllop wyll breke, and wyl slyp with a lytel myre. Shewe me Faustin, [Page] haue you suffered your doughter to speke but with her vncles, and kept company but with her cosins? I say in this case as moche wilenesse hath the mother as the doughter to renne in peryll. Do you not knowe, that the quicke fire doth not forbere the wod be it wete or dry, but in lykewyse it consumeth the harde stones? Doo you not knowe, that the hongre excessiue causeth beastes to deuour with theyr tethe the thynge that was bredde in their entrayles? Doo you not knowe, that the goddes made a lawe ouer al thin­ges, except on louers, bycause they may not abyde it? And doubtlesse it is ryghtwysely done, that Rome condemneth not these folyshe innocentes, bycause they haue none vn­derstandyng. The goddes gyue no peyn to amorous peo­ple, bycause they are depriued fro reason. Ye knowe whan I was censure, there was a yong woman that had a child by her owne father, and an other that had a chylde by her sonne, and a niese by her propre vncle: and there was sen­tence gyuen on them, that the fathers shulde be cast to the lyons, and the chyldren buryed quycke, and the mothers were brente in the campe of Mars. The mattier was soo horrible to here, that I myght not endure to se the cursed men. And I commanded by my decrees, that none shulde be so bolde to speake in suche a case any more. And if this case were fearefull to men, than certaynely the Romayne matrones oughte to lyue chastely. Than if the fyre of the father doo chaufe the doughter, enflameth kynsfolke, and bourne theym selfe: ye maye be sicre, if he fynde after ey­ther cousyn or fayre sister, the flames of his concupiscence wyll not leaue to take holde on her for any parentage. If this riotous fleshe wyll obey reason, than it maye be, that your doughter may speake liberally with her cousins: but sith that passion repugneth so moche at reason, I councel you trust not to moche in her bretherne. you see by experi­ence: [Page 67] that the worme that is bredde in the thymbre, eateth the same tymbre: and the moothes that are bredde in the clothe, eateth the same clothe. I saye that sommetyme a man bringeth vp in his house some persone, that after ta­keth his life fro hym. Faustine take this that I haue sayd for a warnyng, and these last wordes I gyue you for coun­cell, If you wyll kepe your selfe from thoughte, and your doughter fro peryll, alway let your doughter be occupied with some good werkes. Whan the handes are occupyed with any good exercise, than the harte is voyde fro many ydell and vayn thoughtes. Euery lightnes done in youth breaketh downe a loope of the defence of our lyfe: but y­delnesse, wherby our enuye entreth, is it, whiche openeth the gate to al vyces. Faustine wyl you wite: I se dayly the parditon of the yong Romayne doughters. For as sone as they be borne, they presume to be amorous: they as vn­thoughtfull, with the rechelesnes of the father, and wan­tonnes of the mother, leaue the iust trauayle, and take vn­iust idelnes. Of ydell motion and outragious thoughtes the eies take licēce without leaue, the mynde altereth, and the wyll is hurte: and finally thynkynge to be the whyte, that amorous men shote at, they remayne as a butte ful of al vices. And in conclusion there is nothinge that more re­chaceth the balle of the thought (in this playe) thanne the hand sette a worke therwith.

¶What thought Marcus the emperour toke for the mariage of his doughters. ca. xxxviii.

THan the good emperour Marc hauynge a clere vnderstandyng, and a quiete wytte, toke righte great hede of thynges that were paste, prudent­ly wayinge thinges present, & thinges to come. [Page] Seinge that the pardition of princis, lay al in wyl, totally gyuinge them selfe eyther to strange thinges, forgettynge their owne, or els to entend to their owne, nothing regar­dinge strange thynges. His hart was so agreable to hym, that neyther the hyghe businesses of them: nor for all the affaires of his house, he wolde not leaue one of thempire vnsped. I saye this, bycause this emperour Marcus had foure doughters, whose names were Lucylle, Porsena, Matrina, and Domitia. All resembled their mother in ex­cellent beautie, but they resembled not theyr father in ho­nestie and vertuousnes. And thoughe they were in gouer­nance vnder their maystresses out of his presence, yet he had them always in memorie: and the elder they were, the more study and thought he toke for them: and whan they cam to cōplete age, he studied to fynd prouision for them. It was a laudable custome, that the doughters of the of­ficers of the Senate, shulde not marye withoute lycence, nor the emperours doughter without the aduysemente of the senate. Than it was so, that one of the sayd princesses his doughters, beynge of aege, and of wyll to be maryed, her father seinge her importunitie, to accomplyshe her de­sire, bycause he was sycke, he sente for Faustyne, that she shulde goo and commune in the senate. The whiche with all her power she withstode, bycause that secretely she had treated for an other mariage for her doughter. And open­ly she excused her selfe, sayinge, that her doughter was to yonge and tender of aege: and as the goddis had gyuen age sufficiēt to the father, so had not the doughter of yeres Whan the emperour vnderstode this, he called Faustyne to his bedde syde, where as he lay, and sayd: Dyuers thin­ges are dissimuled in particuler persons, the least of them is not to be suffred in thē that shuld ensigne all other. The prince is neuer well obeyed, but if he haue good credence [Page 68] among his people. I say this Faustin, bicause you do one thinge in secrete, and say an other openly. Here in fayleth the credence of so high a lady, and putteth inconuenience in the auctoritie of so great an empire. If ye suppose my good desires be sinister in your hart for the welth of your owne chyldren: howe shulde we hope than in any of your good workes for the children of straungers? It semeth to you better, to gyue your doughter to them that demād hir of the mother, and refuse them that the father doth chuse. Certainly bicause ye be a womā, you deserue pardon: but in that you are a mother, you augment your faut. Do you not knowe, that mariages are guyded somme by fortune, and some by vertues and wysedome? Suche as demande the doughters of the fathers, beleue me, their eyes benne moore vppon their owne propre vtilitie, than vppon the welth of an other. I knowe welle, you brynge forthe the chyldern, but the goddis wyll mary them, sithe they haue endewed them with so meruaylous beautie. Doo you not knowe, that the beautie of women setteth straungers on desire, and putteth neyghbours in suspection, to great mē it gyueth force, to meane men enuye, to the parentes infa­mie, and peryll to the person selfe? With great peyne it is kepte that is desired of many. Of trouthe I say the beau­tie of women is nothynge but a sygne for ydell folke: and an erly wakynge for them that be lyghte: where as of the strange desyres lieth the renome of them self. And I deny not, but that a light person sercheth soner a woman with a faire face than one of honest lyuyng. But I say, that a wo­man, that is maried only for her beautie, may hope in her age to haue a sorye lyfe. It is an infallible reule, that she that was maried for her fairenesse, is hated for her fowle­nes. O what trauayle he offreth him selfe vnto, that mari­eth a faire woman? It behoueth hym to suffre her pryde, [Page] for beautie and foly alway go togyther. Also he must suf­fre her expences. For folye in the heed, and beautie in the face bene two wormes, that frete the lyfe, and wasteth the goodes. Also he must suffre her ryottes, for a faire womā wyll that none but she haue her commandementes in the house: Also he must suffre her nyce mynionnesse, for euery fayre woman wyll passe her lyfe in pleasure: Also he must suffre her presumption, for euery fayre woman wyll haue preeminence before al other. Finally he that marieth with a faire woman, aparaileth him to a right great aduēture: and I shall tell you wherfore. Surely Carthage was ne­uer so enuyronned with Scipions, as the howse of a faire woman is with lyght persones. O vnhappye husbande, whan his spirite is at rest, and the body sleping, than these lyght persons wyl come about his house, drieng his body with ielousy, casting their eies to the wyndowes, scalynge the walles with ladders, or clyminge ouer, singyng swete songes, playeng on diuers instrumētes, watchinge at the gates, treting with baudes, vncoueryng the house, & wai­tynge at euery corner therof. Al these thinges, in case they shote at the pricke of the womans beautie, they leue not to shote at the butte of the sorowfull husbandes good name. And whether this be true or not, report me to my self, that maried me with your beautie: and let them wite of my re­noume that go so about the citie. I say moche, but truely I fele more. No man complayneth of the goddis for gy­uynge hym a fowle wyfe, amonge his destenies. Whyte syluer is not wroughte but in blacke pytche: and the ten­der tree is not conserued but by the harde rynde. I say the man that marieth a fowle wyfe, ledeth a sure life, lette eue­ry man chuse as he lysteth: and I say a man that marieth a faire wife, casteth his good fame at hasarde, and putteth his lyfe in peryl. Al the infamy of our predecessours stode [Page 69] in none exercysinge of dedes of armes: and nowe all the pastime of the Romayne youth is to serue ladies. Whan a woman is famed to be faire, than euery man gothe thy­ther, and taketh great peyne to serue her, and the women woll be sene. I say Faustine, you neuer sawe a yonge da­moysel Romayne, greatly renoumed in beautie, but either in dede or in suspection there folowed som yl name of her. In that lyttell that I haue redde, I haue harde of dyuers fayre women, bothe of grece, Italy, Parthe, and Rome: and they be not put in remembraunce, bycause they were fayre, but for the greatte perylles and heuy chaunces that by their beauties felle in the worlde. For in maner by rea­son of their excellente beauties they were vysited in theyr owne landes: and by their infamye shamed throughe all the worlde.

¶Whan the realme of Carthage was flourysshynge in ryches and happy in armes, they ruled the common welth by wyse philosophers, and susteyned it by discrete armies on the see. Arminius the philosopher was as greatly este­med amonge them, as Homer amonge the grekes, or Ci­cero amonge the Romaynes: he lyued in this worlde syxe score yeres and .ii. Of the whiche happy age .lxxx. yeres he ruled quietly as a baron most peasible of mynd: and was as straunge to women, as familiar with his bokes. Than the senate seinge he was so broken with the cōmon welthe, and withdrawen from all naturalle recreations, they desi­red hym with greate instaunce to be maried, bycause that memory myght be had of so perfytte a wyse man in tyme to come: and the more importunate they were the more he resisted, and sayd, I wyll not be maried: for if she be foule, I shall abhorre her: if she be ryche, I muste suffre her: if she be poore, I must maynteyn her: if she be faire, I must take hede to her: if she be a shrewe, I canne not suffre her: [Page] and the leaste pestylence of all these, is suffycient to flee a M. men. With suche wordes this wyse man excused hym selfe: and he in his aege, by reason of his great study, lost his sight. And the solytarines of his swete lyberties con­strayned hym to take company of a womā, and she had by him a doughter, of whom descended the noble Amilcares of Carthage, cōpetitours of the Scipions of Rome, the which shewed no lesse worthynesse in defēce of Carthage, than ours were fortunate to augment Rome. ¶Tell me Faustine, may not suche suspection fall vppon your doughters, though their vertue succour in the peryl, and their honestie assure their persons? I will discouer a secrete thynge to you. There is nothynge, that can be soo quyckely commytted, yf a womanne be enuyronned with chast kepers and feminine shamefastnes. Stedfastly they desire, and with great leysure they procure these thynges, that lyghtly may be atteyned. There is nothynge soo cer­tayne, but that the welth of an other is matter for the own euyll. And Faustine ye knowe, that the moost honest wo­menne, by our malyce are most desyred. Certaynely theyr shamefastnes and kepynge close, ben arowes in defence of our honestie. We rede not that bludde, ryches, nor beautie of the vnhappy matrone Lucrece was the cause, that she was desired: But the clerenes of her visage, the grauitie of her person, the purenesse of her lyfe, the kepyng of hyr selfe close in her howse, the exercytie of her tyme, the credence amonge her neyghbours, and the great renoume that she hadde amonge straungers, waked the foolyshe Tarquine to commytte with her aduoultrye by force. What thynke you? Wherof came this? I shall shewe you. We that be yll, are so yll, that as yll we vse the goodnes of them that be good. This is no faute to the ladyes of Rome, but ra­ther in the immortall goddis. Their cleane honestie accu­seth [Page 70] our cruell malice. Faustine, you say, your doughter is to yonge to be maried. Do you not knowe, that the good father ought to endoctrine his sonnes fro their yong age? and to prouide for his doughters whiles they be yonge. Of a trouthe, yf the fathers be fathers, and the mothers mothers, as sone as the goddis haue giuen them a dough­ter, forthwith they ought to fyxe in their hartes a newe re­membraunce: and not forgette it, tyll they haue prouided their doughter an husband. The fathers ought not to ta­ry for ryches, nor the moder for hygh lygnage, the better to marie them: So what with the one & the other, the tyme passeth, and the doughters waxe aeged: and than after this maner they be to olde to be maryed: and to abyde a­lone, they be maydens: and to serue, they be women, they lyue in peyne, the fathers in thought, the parentes in su­spection, least they shuld be lost. O what great ladies haue I knowen, doughters of great senatours, and not for faut of ryches, nor of vertues in their persons, but all only for slacke of tyme, and driuinge of one houre to an other, soo that at laste sodeyn dethe came to the fathers, and no pro­uidence made for the doughters: So that in maner some were couered vnder the erthe after their deathe, and some buried with forgetfulnes. Eyther I lye, or I haue redde in the lawe of the Rodiens, where as it is written, We cō ­maunde the father in marienge .x. sonnes, to trauayle but one day: but to mary oone vertuous doughter, lette hym trauayle .x. yeres, ye & suffre the water come to the mouth, sweate droppes of bloode, trauayle the stomake, disherite all his sonnes, lose his goodis, and aduenture his person. These wordes in this law were pitieful for the doughters, & not lesse greuous to the sonnes. For .x. sonnes by ye lawe of men ar bound to discouer, & to go ouer al the world: but ye doughter, by ye good law ought not to go out of ye hous. [Page] I say more ouer, that as thinges vnstable threte fallyng, so lyke wise it chaunseth to yonge damselles, whiche thin­keth all theyr tyme loste and superfluous vnto the daye of their mariage. Homere sayth, it was the custome of ladies of Grece, to count the yeres of theyr lyfe, not fro the tyme of their byrth, but from the tyme of theyr maryage. As if one demaunded of a Grecian her age, she wolde aunswere xx. yeres, if it were .xx. yeres sith she was maried: though it were .lx. yeres sith she was borne: Affirminge after they hadde a house to gouerne and to commande, that daye she begynneth to lyue. The Melon after it is rype, and aby­deth styll in the gardeyn, can nat scape, but eyther rotteth, or elles must be gathered. I say the mayden that taryethe longe, tyll she be maried, can not escape, eyther to be taken or infamed. I will saye no more. As soone as the grapes be ripe, it behouethe that they be gathered: so it is necessa­ry, that the woman that is come to perfite age, be maried and kept. And the father, that doth this, casteth perill out of his house, and bringeth him selfe out of thoughte, and contenteth well his doughter.

¶Of a syckenes, wherof themperour died, of his age, and where he dyed. cap. xxxix.

MArcus the Emperour beinge olde, not onely by age, but by trauaile and great peines that he had taken and suffred in warres: In the xviii. yere of his empire, and .lxii. yere of his age, and of the foundation of Rome .vi.C. and .xl. as he was in Panony, now called Hungarie, with his hoste, and Commode his sonne, at a citie called Ven­debone, situate vpon a ryuer, that had .iiii.M. fire housis, and beinge in wynter, and the waters great, & very weate [Page 71] wether, he beinge in the fieldes about the .xxx. day of De­cember: sodainly vpon a nyghte as he wente with lanter­nes about his campe, there toke hym a syckenes or palsey in one of his armes, so that he coude not weld his speare, nor yet drawe his swerde, nor put on his owne clothes. Than this good emperour charged with yeres, and with noo lesse thoughtes, and wynter increasynge with manye great snowes, and fresynge of the erthe, there felle on him an other malady called Lytarge, the whiche put the Bar­bariens in great hardines, and his hoste in greatte heuy­nes, his person in peryll, and his frendes in great suspect of his helthe. There was done to hym all the experience that coude be founde by medicins, as vnto great pryncis and lordes is accustomed. And all dyd him no profite: by reason the maladye was greuous, and themperour char­ged with yeres, and the ayre of the lande was contrarye to hym, and the tyme helped hym nothynge: and also he was not well intended. And as men of worshyppe do sette more by theyr honour than by theyr lyues, and had rather dye with honour, thanne lyue dishonoured, to assure their honour, they aduenture euery houre their lyues, and had leauer haue one houre of honour, than a. C. yeres of lyfe: So thus this sicke emperour, caused him selfe to be borne all about his campe, and went to see the scarmyshes, and wold slepe in the feldes: the which was not without great peryll of his lyfe, nor without great trauaylle of his per­son. Thus on a day the emperour, beinge in a great feuer and letten bloudde, harde a great clamour or noyse in the fielde: made by his men that had brought home great quā titie of forage, and theyr ennemies sette on theym, to res­cue it: there was medlynge on bothe parties, the one to beare away, and the other to defende: The Romaynes for hungre, dyd what they coulde, to beare it a waye: And the [Page] Hungaryens fro whense it came, made resystence: They medled so one with an other, and their debate was soo cru­ell, that there was slayne .v. capitaynes of the Romayns, the worst of them was more worthe, than all the fourage that they had won. And of the Hungariens were so many slayne, that all the fourrage that they had loste, was not so moche worth. Certainly considering the crueltie that was there done, the profyte that came therby, was very smalle to the Romayns, so that there went but a fewe away with the fourage, & of the Hungariens fewer was lefte to make resistence. The emperour seinge the yll order, and that by the reason of his bloudde lettynge and feuer, he was not present at that acte, he toke suche a heuynes at his harte, wherby he fell into suche a traunce, that it was thought he had ben deade: and so he lay .iii. nyghtes and two dayes, that he coude se no lyght of the skye, nor speake to any per­sone. The heate of his syckenes was greatte, and his pey­nes greatter, he dranke moche and eate lyttelle, he cowlde not slepe, his face was yelowe, and his mouthe blacke. Somtyme he lyfted vp his eies, & oftentymes ioyned his handes togyther: He spake nothynge, and syghed many tymes. His throte was soo drie, that he coulde not spytte: his eies were verye soore with sobbynge and wepynge. It was greatte compassion to see his deathe, and a greate plage of confusion to his howse, and also the very greate losse of his warre. There durste no manne looke vppon hym, and fewer speake to hym. Panutius his Secreta­rye, sorowynge at his harte, to see his mayster so nere his dethe, on a nyght in the presence of dyuers other that were there, he sayd to hym.

¶The wordes of Panutius his secretary to thempe­rour at the houre of his deathe. Cap. xl.

[Page 72] O Marcus mi lorde, there is no tongue that can be styll, nor any hart suffre, nor eies dissimule, nor wytte that can permytte it. My bloudde congeleth, and my sinewes dry, the stones openethe, and my sowle wolde passe forthe: the ioyntes vnioyne asonder, and mi spirites are troubled, bi­cause you take not the wyse and sage counsell, the whiche ye gaue to other that were symple. I see you my lord dye, and I oughte for to be soore displeased therwith. The so­rowe that I fele at my hart is, how you haue lyued lyke a wyse persone, and at this howre you do lyke a simple man. Tenne yere a knight gyueth meate to his hors, to thentēt that he shulde kepe him from peryll: and all that the wyse man studyeth for a longe season, oughte to be to passe his lyfe with honour, and to take his deth with great vertue. Ryght dere lorde, I demande of you, what prouffyte is it to the maryner to knowe the carde of the see, and after to peryshe in a tourment or tempeste? What prouffytte is it to a capitayne, to speake moche of warre, and after knowe not howe to gyue battayle? What profyteth it to a knyght, to haue a good horse, and to falle in the strete? What pro­fyteth it one to teache an other the playne waye, and hym selfe to wander asyde? I saye, what profyted it the force of your lyfe, that you estemed soo lyttelle, manye tymes see­kynge your deathe? And at this present howre, that you haue founde deathe, you wepe, bycause it wyll take away your lyfe? What thynges haue I written with myn owne hande, beinge your Secretarye, dyuysed by your hyghe and profounde vnderstandynge, towchynge the stroke of deathe? What thynge was it to se the letter, that you sent Claudine vpon the deathe of her husbande? what wrote you to Anthygone, whan your sonne Verissimus dyed? Wherin your vertue dydde consolate his heuynesse. What [Page] highe thinges dyd I write in the boke that you sent to the Senate, in the yere of the great pestylence: comfortynge them after the great mortalitie passed: therein you dydde shewe theym, howe lyttell men shulde sette by deth, & what profyte foloweth therby. And I haue seene and harde you blason dethe in your lyfe, and nowe you wepe, as thoughe you shulde lyue here styll. Syth that the goddis cōmande it, and your age requireth it, & your syckenes is the cause, and nature permytteth it, and fortune consenteth to it, and is the fatall destenie of vs all, than you muste nedes dye. The trauayles that come of necessitie, ought with a good courage to be abyden. For the couragious feeleth not soo sore the harde strokes, as the weake that falleth, or he be foughten with. You are but one man, and nat two: and ye ought to haue oone deathe and nat two. Therfore why wolde ye for one lyfe haue two dethes, enterrynge the bo­dy, and sleinge the spirite with syghes? After so many pe­rylles of longe lyfe to take a sure porte, wyll ye lyfte vp the sayles, and entre ageyne into the swolowe of the see, for to engloutte you? In the see you haue chased the bulle, and scaped his woodnes, and nowe ye refuse to entre into the parke, where you may surely slee hym. You make assaute with vyctorie of your life, and wyl dye atteynyng the deth. you haue foughte .lxii. yeres in the campe of myserie, and nowe you feare to entre into your sepulchre: you haue got out of the busshes and thornes, wherin you were closed: and nowe at this howre you stomble in the faire way: you haue had in certayne the domage of your death: and now ye put in double the profyte of your death: you ar entred into the campe of defyenge of the worlde: and nowe you wolde tourne your backe, whan it is tyme to putte your handes to armes .Lxii. yere you haue foughte agaynste fortune: and nowe you cloose your eies, bycause fortune [Page 73] wyl strike you. I say it, bycause that willyngly you refuse this present dethe, the whiche wyll cause vs, to haue your lyfe passed suspect. What do you, high and mighty prince? Why wepe you like a chyld? & why sigh you, as one in dy­spaire? if you wepe, bicause ye shal die, why dyd you laugh so moche in your lyfetyme? For of moche laughynge in the lyfe tyme, cometh moche wepyng at the deth. Wyl you do that you can not do? and not be content with that you may do. The grounde and pasture, that is common, you wolde ioyne to your owne, the renowme of the common welthe you applyed to your owne heritage. Of a subsidy or lone, you wolde make your perpetuall ryghte. I wylle shewe you who be deed. All be deed and shall dye. And amonge all other you wolde all onely lyue. Wyll ye haue that of the goddis, that they be goddis for? That is, by­cause you are mortall, that they make you immortall. And you to haue that by priuilege, which they haue by nature? I that am but symple, demaunde one thynge of you my lorde, that are auncient and wyse: whiche is the greattest or least welthe, to dye well or lyue yll? To lyue welle noo man can attayne certainely, for hungre, thirst, solitarines, persecution, yll fortune, sicknesses, and disfauours. This can be called no lyfe, but rather a deth. If an ancient man wolde make a shewe and booste of his lyfe, from the tyme of his birthe, to the layinge in his graue, and the bodye to shewe all that it hath suffred by dolours, and the harte to discouer all the strokes of fortune: I thynke, that the goddis wolde haue maruayle therof, and men wolde be abashed therof, that the body coude suffre soo moche, and the harte beare it. I holde the grekes wisest, whiche wepe, whan theyr children are borne, and they synge, whan an olde man dyeth: but the Romaynes synge at the byrthe of theyr chyldren, and wepe whan they dye olde. Certaynly [Page] to laughe at the deth of them, that die olde, sith they dye to laugh: and to wepe at the birth of chyldren, sithe they are borne to wepe, and that the lyfe abydeth the sentence of yl, proueth well, that the deathe is good. Wyll you, that I saye one veritie to you? I haue alwayes seene, that coū ­sell in the wysest man, sonest faileth him. Such as wolde gouerne al thinges, by theyr opiniōs, of necessitie in some, or in the moste parte, they do erre and fayle. O Marc my dere lorde, weene you, that haue caused to burye soo ma­ny, that some shulde not burye you in lykewise? As you haue seene the ende of theyr dayes, so other shal se the ende of your yeres. Therfore me semeth, it were better for you to dye, and to go your waye, to atteyne soo moche welthe, than to scape, and to lyue in so moche mysery. If you fele deathe, I haue no meruayle, sythe you be a man. But I meruayle, that you do not dissimule it, sythe you are dys­crete. They that haue clere vnderstandynge, feele many thynges at theyr harte, that putteth them to peyne, which they shewe not outwarde, for the presumption of honour. If al the poyson, that is in a heuy hart, were spred abrode in the weake flesshe by smalle greynes, noo walles shulde suffyse vs to rubbe, nor our nayles to scratche. For certainly the deathe is but a playe, wherin the player, if he be apt, aduentureth but lyttell, to wynne moche: and they that play, may se wel, that this is a wyly play, and not a strōg. And that also, as well they lese, that haue but a smal card, not fearyng dethe, as they, that with a greatte carde, loue long lyfe? What thinge is deth, but a trappe dore, wherin the tent is closed, in the whiche is solde, all the miseries of our life? This the goddis do change vs, fro an olde filthy house, into a newe. And what other thing is the sepulchre, but a castelle, wherin we be closed agaynst the assautes of the lyfe? Of trouth you ought more to couete, to take that [Page 74] you find at your deth, than the hurte of that you shal leue in your lyfe. I demand of you, what is it, that dothe you most peyne, in lesyng of the lyfe? If you peyn your self, for Helie Fabrice your wyfe, bicause you leaue her yonge, we­ry not yourself, for she is wel thought on in Rome, for any peryll of your lyfe. And as soone as she knoweth it, I am in certayne, she wyll not wepe moche, though you go your way. Thā you ought not to wepe, for leuyng of her. These yonge damoysels, maried to old men, haue euer their eyes fixed in the deth of their husbandes. And holly fasten their hartes on him, that they think, to mary with ageyn. They wepe with their eies, & laughe in their hartis. And thinke not contrary, though she be an empresse, and can not fynde an other emperour, to be her husbande, yet she wyll fynde some other man. For if they be soo determyned, they wyll change their robes of sylke, for a gowne of clothe. I dare well saye, they more desyre a yonge sheparde, than an olde emperour. If you care for your chyldren, whom ye muste leaue behind you: I can not tell, why you shuld do so. For if your deth be displeasant to them, moch more displeaseth them, yt you liue so longe. It is great pein to the child, not to desire the deth of his father: For if he be poore, it is for feare, how they shuld be mainteined: if he be ryche, thā bi­cause he shalbe his heire. They synge, & you wepe, you fere the deth & wepe, bicause you leaue your life. Doo you not know, yt after the night cometh the dewy mornyng: & after yt cometh the bright son: & after ye son comith a derk cloude, and after ageyn cometh faire wether, & after that cometh lightnyng & thonder: & than again clere aire? Also I say, that after infancy, cometh childhode, thā cometh youth, & age after that, and so at laste cometh deth, and after dethe, fearefull hope, of a sure lyfe. Sir, beleue me, in one thyng, The beginning, the meane, and the ende euery man hath. [Page] Certainly, if you had ben takē as the floure fro the herbe: if you had ben cut grene fro the tree, if you had ben graf­fed in primetyme: if you had ben eaten in the sowernes of the vyne: I meane, if in the fyrste youthe, whan lyfe was at the swetest, if dethe had come and knocked at the gate, ye shulde haue had cause to be sory: but as nowe, the wal­les are weake and redye to falle, and the flowre wythered, and the very putrified, the speare full of mosse, and canne not drawe the knyfe out of the shethe. Herein you haue de­sired the worlde, as if you had neuer knowen the worlde .Lxii. yere you haue ben prisoner in the dongeon of the bo­dy: & now whan the shakles or gyues shuld be taken from you, you complayne: you lorde wold make newe of other newes. He that thinketh it nat sufficient, to lyue .lxii. yeres in this dethe, or to dye in this lyfe, he wyll not be contente with thre score thousande.

¶Auguste the Emperour sayde, that after that men had lyued .l. yeres, they ought to dye, orels cause them selfe to be slayne, bycause that vnto that tyme, is the felycitie of man. He that lyueth beyonde that tyme, passeth his tyme in heuynesse, in greuous aches, deathe of his chylderne, and losse of his goodes, in importunities of his chyldren in lawe, buryenge of his frendes, susteynynge processe, payinge of dettis, and other infinyte trauayles: So that it were better, with his eies cloosed to abyde theym in his graue, thanne with his eyes open, to abyde theym in his lyfe dayes. Certaynly it is a fortune of all fortunes, and he is ryght priuie with the goddis, that at .l. yere, leaueth his lyfe. For al the time that he liueth after, is in decaying, and neuer vpryght, but rollyng, relynge, and redy to fall. O Marc my dere lorde, do you not know, that by the same way, that lyfe gothe, cometh dethe? It is .lxii. yere, that ye haue soughte the one from the other. And whan ye wente [Page 75] fro Rome, where as you lefte your howse, ye wente to Il­lirike, where you lefte a great pestylence: and nowe you are retourned into Hungarie. Do you not knowe, that as soone as you were borne, to gouerne the erthe, incontinent dethe issued out of his sepulchre, to fynde your lyfe? And if you haue honored ambassadours of the straunge kyn­ges, moche more ye oughte to honour deathe, that cometh fro the goddis. What lordshyp can be loste in this lyfe, but you shal fynde greatter in the death? Are you not remem­bred, whan Vulcan my sonne in lawe poisoned me, bicause he desyred my goodes more than my lyfe, howe you, my lorde, for loue that you had to me, gaue me comforte and counsell, for the deth of my sorowfull youth: and you sayd to me, the goddis were cruell, in kyllynge of them that be yonge, and pitiefull, whan they burie theym that be olde. And also you sayde to me, Comforte thy selfe Panutius: For if thou dydst lyue to dye, now than thou dyest to liue. Therfore right high and myghty prince, I saye to you, as you sayde to me: and I counsayle you, as you counsayled me, and that you gaue me, I gyue you ageyne. Fynally, of this repynge, take the best in worthe, & let the rest abide.

¶How themperour demanded to haue in writing, al that the Secretarie had sayde. Cap. xli.

ANd as of the contentynge of the wylle, often­tymes procedeth helthe and ease of the body, the emperour was wel satisfied with the wor­des of Panutius, whiche he eloquently vtte­red, and with profounde counsell, hardily and familyarly, and in due tyme, as a good frende. Great cō ­passion it is, to them that wold die, whā it is shewed them, what they ought to do. For of them that be about the bed, [Page] somme robbe hym of his money, somme serue hym welle, some holde the place, to be his heire, some gape for gyftes, some wepe for losynge of hym, somme laugh for the gay­nes they haue by his death, and so in this maner the poore pacient, hauyng many, lokynge for their profyte, hath no body to counsel hym. We se dayly, that seruātes, whā they se the going out of the cādell of lyfe, care not for the clēsing of their lordes vyces. And therof cometh, that as sone as he is deed, streight way begynneth to stynke. And so I say, that the ende of his lyfe, is the begynnynge of his infamy. All they that were there, as well the olde seruantes as the newe, belongynge to themperour, capitaynes of warre, & other, were not a lyttell abashed, of the sayenge of Panu­tius, and they all allowed his sayinge, and sayde, he was worthy to haue the gouernaunce of thempire. The good emperour, all the season that Panutius spake, wept with depe sighes fro his harte. And bycause he was so sore gre­ued, he coude not forthwith giue hym an answere: At the laste he commanded Panutius, to giue him in writyng, al that he had sayd, to thentent that he myght studye theron. For he said, it was no reson, to forget thinges so well said. So all the rest of that night, the Secretarie occupied hym selfe, to put in writing the same sayinge: and the next day he delyuered it to themperour, whiche toke it, and looked theron all the day: and kept it styll in his handes, and oftē times redde theron, And the next nyght themperour sente for the Secretarie, & in open audience he said, as foloweth.

The answere of themperour to Panutius. ca. xlii.

HAppy was the mylke, that thou suckedst in Dacie, & the bread, yt thou diddest eate at Rome, & the lernyng, that thou haddest in Athenes, and thy bringyng vp in my [Page 76] hous. For in my lyfe, thou haste wel serued me, and at my dethe, thou hast well counsayled me. I commande Com­modus my sonne, to rewarde the for thy good seruice. And I pray the goddis, to recompence the for thy councel. The reward for diuers seruices a mā may make: but ye rewarde for good coūcel, all the goddis had nede to do. The gretist reward, that one frend may do to an other, is in a great & weightie matter, to succour him with good councel. Al the trauailes of the worlde are weightie, but the trauaylle of dethe is the weightiest: all be perillous, but that is moste perillous: al ben great, but this is the grettest: al thingis haue an ende at last by deth, saufe only deth, whose ende is vnknowē. He that is hurte with deth, is as he, yt is sicke of the sleping euill, hauing a quicke vnderstandyng, & yet he knoweth no man: & many thinges beinge offered to hym, he can determine vpon none. Yet againe I say, he is a true and faithfull frende, that in such time, wil giue good coū ­sel to his frend. All they that here this, that I say, wyl say, that it is true. But I sweare, that noo man can knowe it perfitely, but he that is in case, that I am in, redye to dye .Lxii. yere hath ben the cours of my lyfe, and nowe deathe commaundeth me, to close myn eies, & to folowe the cours of deth. Moreouer, as thou knowest not the infirmitie, so thou approchest not to the cure and helthe. The dolour is not there, as thou hast made defensiues, it is not the fistu­la, where against thou hast giuen cautere, it is not ageinst opilations, that thou hast giuen siropes, it is not in ye vei­nes, yt thou hast giuen me incision: Thou hast not wel he­led the wounde, that thou hast stitched me. I say, that thou must entre further in me, to knowe perfitely myne accesse. The sighes that procede fro the botom of my hert, can not be vnderstanden with heringe of them: the goddis alonly know ye thoughtes of ye hart. Also diuers thingis ar in me, [Page] that I knowe not of my selfe, noo more than that is with­out me. O Panutius, thou accusest me that I feare death. To feare it greatly, I deny it: but I confesse to feare it as a man. Of trouth, if I shuld say, that I feare not death, I muste deny, that I am not made of fleshe. We se, that the Olyphant feareth the lyon, and the beare feareth the oly­phant, and the wolfe fearethe the beare, and the shepe fea­rethe the wolfe, and the ratte the catte, and the catte the dogge, and the dogge the man, and all onely theyr feare is, that they drede to be slayne. Than if these brute bestes refuse deth, not fearynge the fyghtynge with furious spi­rites, nor the enioyenge with the goddes: Howe moche rather oughte we to feare the deathe? For we are in feare to be torne in pieces with the furies in theyr peynes, or to be receyued in pleasure with the goddes. Therfore I say, that the naturall feare of deathe, I haue ouer come with the bridell and lyberties of reason. Thinkeste thou Panu­tius, that I see not my grasse wasted, and my grapes ga­thered, that my house breaketh, and that I haue nothyng left, but the stocke of the grapes, the skynne of the flesshe, and but one onely blaste of all my lyfe? Thou seeste well, that by the tokens, the exercise is sene. And nettes be caste in the riuers, and in the parkes bulles bene chased. I saye that the rumour of deathe holdeth in sauetie the lyfe that is in me, at this houre redy armed agaynst dethe. I make batayle with deathe, at this houre barayne and naked of lyfe: and so redy to entre into the sepulchre: at this houre I shall entre in to the campe, where as I shall not be go­red with bulles, but shall be eaten with wormes: and fy­nally, I shal go, from whens I can not flee. Thus I hope abydyng deth. And this I say, bycause thou shalt knowe, that I knowe it, and that thou shalt fele, that I fele. And to the entent thou lyue vnbegiled, I wyll tell the a secrete. [Page 77] secrete. The nouelties, that thou hast sene in me, as in ab­horrynge of meate, bereuynge of slepe, liuynge alone, we­rynes of company, drownynge in syghes, and pastyme in wepynge: Thou mayste wel thinke, what turment ought to be in the see of my harte, whan suche tremblynges and motions of erthe and reynes are set in the erthe of my bo­dy. Shal I shew ye, wherfore my body is in this thought, and my herte in suche trouble? The cause, why I suffre dethe soo greuousely, is that I leaue my sonne Commode in this lyfe, in a perillous age for him, and suspecious for thempire. By the floures the fruites are knowen, and the viues in burgenyng: by the colt the hors is knowen, whe­ther he shall be meke or stubborne for labour or cariage: & in the youthe the yonge man is knowen: and by the lytell that I se in my lyfe by my sonne Commode, I feare me, it wyll be lesse after my deth. Thou knowest not, why I say thus. And I say it not without cause: for my sonne Com­mode is very yonge, and yet yonger in wytte. He is of an yll inclination, but he be forced: he gouerneth hym selfe by his owne wytte and vnderstandyng, as thoughe he were a man of experince: he knoweth but lyttelle, and carethe for nothynge. Of the tyme passed he hath no knowledge: all onely he occupieth hym selfe with the tyme present. Fy­nally, by that I se with myn eies, and thynke in my harte, I feare me the personne of my sonne shall be in peryll, and the memorie of his fathers howse perysshe. Faustyne his mother hath fostred hym to delycately: and by a harde sto­ny grounde he hath a great way to go. He entreth as now alone into the pathe of youth without any guyde. I feare me he shall goo out of the ryght waye, and wander in the bushes and thornes of vices. O Panutius, harken what I say, I say it not without teares, thou seeste that my son remayneth ryche, yonge, and at libertie. Ryches youthe, [Page] solitarines, and lybertie ben .iiii. pestilences, that enpoy­sone the prince, and waste the common welthe: hit sleethe them that be a lyue, & infameth them that be deed. Beleue me one thynge, dyuers graces are requisite to susteyn di­uers vertues. With the fairest women the brothell houses are peopled, the mooste vilaynes are made ruffyens: the moste hardye are robbers in woddes: the quickeste of vn­derstandynge ofte proue fooles: and the mooste subtylle becom theues. I say, that such as are clothed with dyuers graces of nature, lacke the furres of accquired vertues. We may say, they hold in their handes a knyfe, wherwith they stryke and hurte theym selfes: fire on their shulders, wherwith they bren: and a corde about their necke, wher­with they hange: daggers at theyr stomacke, wherwith they are stayne: thornes at theyr feete, wherwith they are pricked: a stony way afore theyr eies, where they stomble, and stomblynge fall, and fallynge they lese theyr life, and wynne dethe. The great trees of whom we haue fruite in wynter, and shadowe in sommer, first be planted the rotes faste in the entrayles of the erthe, or euer theyr wauerynge boughes are aduentured in the wynd. Marke Panutius, marke well. The man that from his youth hath, set before hym the feare of the goddis, and the shame of men, is ha­bited in vertues: & he that accompanieth with them that be vertuous, mainteyneth trouth to euery mā, and liueth without preiudice of any man. Malicious fortune maye somtyme cleue the barke of the welthe of suche a tree, wy­ther the floure in his youthe, breake the leaues of his fa­uour, gather the fruite of his trauaylle, breake downe a bough of his offices, & bowe downe the height of his coū ­cell: yet for all the strokes that the wynde can strike, it can not be plucked vp by the rote. Certaynely the sonne that the father hath endued with graces, and the sonne appli­enge [Page 78] hym in vices, ought not to be borne in this worlde: & if he be borne, to be buried quicke. For the fathers sweate by day, and watche by nyght, to leue honour to their chil­dren, whiche the fathers bye of the goddis with sighes, & the mothers delyuered of them with peyne, and bring thē vp with trauayle: and the chylde proueth so, that he giueth greuous age to the father in his lyfe, & great infamy after his death. I consider wel, that the prince Comode, beinge yonge and I olde, ageynst his wyl, forbare vyces, & I fere me, that after my deth, he wyll hate vertues. I remēbre di­uers of his age, haue inherited the empire, whiche were so hardy in their lyues, that they deserued to be called tyran­tes after their dethes. Exāple of Denys, renoumed tyrant of Sycill, whiche hired theym that coude inuent vices, as our Rome rewardeth them that conquere realmes. What greatter tyranny can be in a tyrāt, than to make most pri­uie to him, thē that be vicious? Also I forget not the foure kinges, that succeded after great Alexāder, as Ptholome, Anthiocꝰ, Siluiꝰ, & Antigonus, whiche the grekes called great tirantis: all that Alexāder had gotten with renomed triūphes, they lost by their viciousnes. And in this maner the world yt Alexāder had deuided amonge them .iiii. came to the handes of mo than foure .C. for Antigonꝰ set so litle by that had cost his lord Alexāder so moch, & was so lighte in his age, & so bolde in his realme, yt in mockery in ye stede of a crowne of gold, he ware a garlande of Iuie: & in stede of a scepter, he bare a thystle in his right hande: and after that maner, he wold syt amonge his men, & whan he spake to strangers. I lay shame to the yong man so to do, but I meruayle, that the sadde and wyse men of grece suffred it. ¶I remembre also Caligula the .iiii. emperour of Rome, a yonge man, in whose tyme it was harde to knowe, whi­che was the greatter, eyther the disobedience of the people [Page] to their lorde, or the hatrede, that the lorde bare to the peo­ple. And this yonge prince went so farre oute of the waye in his youthe, and was so farre wyde frome reason in his tyrannies, that euery man studyed, howe to take his lyfe from hym: & he studied to slee euery man. He wrote these wordes in a table of golde: Wolde to god, that all Rome hadde but one heed, to the entente that with one stroke, I myght stryke it of.

¶I also remembre Tyberie, sonne adoptiue of good Au­guste, called August, bycause he augmented Rome. But this good olde prince dyd not so moche augmente it in his lyfe, but this yonge successour distroyed it moche more af­ter his deathe. The hate that the Romayne people had a­gaynste Tyberie in his lyfe, was ryght welle shewed after his dethe. For the same day that he dyed, or whan he was slayne, the people made dyuers processions, and the sena­tours offred great gyftes in the temples, and the priestes offred gret sacrifices to their goddis, to thentent that they shulde not receyue the soule of the sayd Tiberie into their glorie: but to sende it to the furies of Hell.

¶Also I mynde Patrocle, the seconde kynge of Coryn­the, whiche enheryted the realme, beinge but .xvi. yere of age, and he was so vycious of his body, and so lyberall of his mouthe, that where as his father helde the realme .lx. yere, he possessed it but .xxx. dayes.

¶Also the auncient Tarquin the proude, the .vii. kynge of Rome, whiche was ryght goodly in gesture, ryght va­lyant in armes, and of a cleane bloudde, as an vnhappye prince, defyled al his vertues with noughtye lyuynge: in suche wyse, that he conuerted his beautie into lechery, his power into tyranny, for the villany that he did to Lucrece, the chaste lady of Rome, wherby he lost not onely his re­alme, but the name of Tarquine was banysshed for euer [Page 79] out of Rome.

¶I remembre cruelle Nero, whiche inheryted, and dyed yonge: & in hym ended the memorie of the noble Cesars: and by hym was renewed the memorye of Antygones the tyrantes. Whom thynkest thou this tyrant wolde suffre to lyue, whiche slewe his owne mother? Tell me I pray the, what harte is that of a chylde, to slee his owne mother, to open the brestes that he sucked, to shedde the blood of her that nouryshed hym in her armes, and to beholde the en­trayles, wherin he was fourmed? What thynkeste thou, that he wolde not haue done, sithe he commytted suche an yll dede? The day that Nero slew his mother, an oratour sayd in the senate, that Agrippyne his mother had deser­ued deth, for chyldyng suche a chylde in Rome. These thre dayes, that thou haste sene me so altered in my mynde, all these thinges came before me: and I haue drawen theym into the depenes of my harte, and disputed theym. This sonne of myn holdeth me in the gulfe of the see, betwene the wawes of feare, and the ankers of dispayre, hopynge, that he shoulde be good, bycause I haue nourysshed hym well, and fearynge, that he shulde be ylle, bycause his mo­ther Faustine hath brought hym vppe wantonly, and the yonge man is inclined to yll. And as ye se a thynge made by artyfice peryshe, and a naturall thynge laste: I am in great feare, that after my dethe, he wyl tourne that waye, that his mother hath chylded hym, and not as I haue no­rished hym. O how happy were I, if I had neuer a childe, to leue behinde me to be emperour? Then a childe myght be chosen amonge children of good fathers, and I shulde not haue ben troubled with him, that the goddis haue gy­uen me. Panutius, I demaunde one thynge of the, whe­ther thou callest moste fortunate, Vaspasian the naturalle father of Domitian, or els Nerua, the father adoptiue of [Page] Traian? Vaspasian was good, and Nerua verye good, & Domitian was of all other mooste cruelle, and Trayane the myrrour of all clemency. Thā regard, how Vaspasian in the fortune to haue chyldren was vnhappy, and Nerua in the mysfortune to haue chyldren was happy. I knowe not why these fathers desyre to haue children, sith they ben the occasion of so moche trauayle. O Panutius, I wyll say one thynge to the, as a frende to a frende (as thou kno­west wel we be in this worlde) I haue lyued .lxii. yeres, in whiche tyme I haue redde many thinges, and haue hard, sene, desired, atteyned, possessed, suffred, and rested moch, and nowe at this tyme I must dye: and of al thing I shal beare nothing away, bycause bothe it and I are nothyng. Great besines the hart hath to serche for these goodes, and great trauayle to come to them: but without comparison the greattest dolour is at the houre of the dethe, to depart and leaue them. What greatter disease can be to the body, than sodaynely to be surprised with ennemies? What pe­ryll of the see, or losse of frendes, can be egall, to se a ver­tuous man drawe to his deathe, to leaue the sweate of his face, the auctoritie of the empire, the honour of his per­sone, the company of his frendes, the remedye of his det­tours, the rewardynge of his seruantes? and to leaue it to a chylde, that hath not merited it, nor hath not the power to wyll to merite it.

¶In the .ix. table of the lawes were these wordis written: We cōmaunde and ordeyne, that euery father, who in the opinion of all men is good, shall disheryte his sonne, that is yll in euery mans opinion. Also euery chylde, what soo euer he be, that disobeyeth his father, or robbeth any tem­ple, or hurt any wydowe, so that she blede, flee fro the bat­tayle, or do any treason to a stranger, who so euer is found in any of these fyue cases, lette hym be banysshed for euer [Page 80] the habitation of Rome, and caste out fro the herytage of his father.

¶In good soth this lawe was good, and in the tyme of Quintus Cincinate, hit was ordeyned, and nowe by vs, whiche be vnhappy, it is cleane lefte and forgotten. Pa­nutius without doubte I am wery to speake, and also I haue suche an impediment in my stomacke, that I wante brethe: or elles I coulde shewe the all by order, if myne vnderstandynge fayled me not, howe manye Parthiens, Mediens, Assiriens, Caldiens, Indiens, Egypeyens, Hebrewes, Grekes, and Romaynes, haue lefte theyr chyl­dren poore, and myght haue left them ryche: and all was bycause they were vicious: and other chyldren that were very poore, were lefte ryche, bycause they were good and vertuous. I swere to the by the immortall goddes, that whan I came fro the warres betwene the Parthiens and Rome, and that the triumphe and glorye was gyuen to me, and my sonne confirmed to be emperour: I wolde the Senate hadde lefte me my sonne Commodus poore, with all his vyces, and that I hadde made the Senate heire and lorde to the empire: and to haue chastised hym to the exaumple of all the worlde. I wyll that thou knowe, I shall carie fyue thynges with me out of this worlde in­termedled, the whiche is great sorowe to my harte. The fyrste is, that I haue not determyned and iudged the ple [...] and processe of the noble wydowe Drusia, with the Se­nate, seinge that she is very poore, and hath noo bodye to doo her Iustyce: The seconde is, bycause I doo not dye in Rome, to the intente that I myghte cause to be cryed and proclaymed euery where in Rome, er I dyed, to wyte if a­ny complayned on me: the thyrde is, that where as I dyd slee .xiiii. tyrantes that vndyd the countreye, that I hadde not as well banyshed all the Pirates that kepte the sees▪ [Page] the fourth is, that I lefte my dere sonne Verissimus deed: and the .v. that I haue lefte alyue, as heire to the empire, my sonne Commodus. O Panutius, the greattest happe, that the goddis can giue to a man (not couetous but ver­tuous) is to gyue him renoume in his lyfe, & a good heire, to conserue him after his deathe. Fynally to conclude, I pray to the goddes, if I shall haue any parte with theym, that if by my sonnes offences, Rome be sclandred, and my renoume minished, and my hous lost by his life, that they wyll take a way his lyfe yet or I dye.

¶What themperour sayde to the maysters of his sonne, and to the rulers of thempire. Cap. xliii.

I Se you aunciēt fathers and noble Ro­mayns, and ryght faythful seruantes, take peyne and sorowe, for that I must yelde me to dethe, and leaue this lyfe, and treate with my sepulchre. Ye sorow for my sorowe, ye are tourmented with myn anguyshe, & peyned for my peyne: it is no meruaylle. For the clere vnderstandynge of the pure blod of true and faythfull frendes, is to double theyr trauayles, and to wepe for other: if one brute beast morne for an other, moch more ought one humayne creature to so towe for an other. And this I say, bycause I know by the teares of your eyes, the felynge of your hartes. And sythe that the greattest rewarde for any benefite, is to knowe it, and thanke the patie therof: as moche as I can, I thanke you. And if my weake thankes be not correspondente to your pitiefulle wepynge, I require the goddis, after they haue taken awaye my lyfe, to rewarde you for my duetie. It is greate pleasure for the familie to knowe their may­ster [Page 81] go with the goddis, and great peyne to hym to leaue them. For company of many yeres is loth to leaue the life. In my lyfe tyme I haue done with you as I ought to do, and as nowe I must do as I may. The goddis wyll take my sowle away, Comodus my sonne the empire, the sepul­chre my bodye, and ye my speciall frendes my harte. And sothly it is reason, that sith ye were in the lyfe my hartes, that it be yours after my deth. And in that I wyll speake more particular this nyght shall be our reasonnyng. Now my harty frendes ye se, that I am come to the ende of my laste iourney, and to the begynnynge of my firste iourney with the goddis. It is reason, that syth I haue loued you in time past, that ye beleue me nowe. For the time is come that ye can demande nothyng of me: nor I haue nothing to offre you: nor myn eares as now can not here flatteries, nor my harte suffre importunities: if ye neuer knewe me, knowe me now. I haue ben he that I am, and am he that hath ben, in tymes paste lyke vnto you, some what: nowe ye se I am but lyttell, and within a lyttell whyle I shalbe nothynge. This daye shall ende the lyfe of Marke your frende, this day shall ende the lyfe of Marc your parente, this day shal ende the fatal destenies of Marc your lorde, this day shal ende the seignory of Marke your emperour, and this day shall ende his empire. I haue vanquysshed many, and nowe I am ouercome with deth: I am he that hath caused many to dye, and I can not as now gyue my selfe one day of lyfe: I am he that hathe entred into cha­riottes of golde, and this day I shall be layde on a biere of wodde: I am he, for whome many haue songe meryly, and this day they wepe: I am he that hath had company in all exercites, and this day I shall be gyuen to hungrye wormes: I am Marcus greatly renoumed, that with fa­mous triumph mounted into the high capytolle, and this [Page] day with forgetfulnes I shall discende into the sepulchre. I see nigh with myn eies, that was farre hyd in my harte. And as the goddis be fauourable to you in this worlde, & equalle and fauourable to me in an nother worlde, as my fleshe neuer toke pleasure to passe this lyfe, but my harte was sodaynly taken with the feare of death: than take no peyne for me, for eyther I muste see the ende of you, or you of me. I yelde great thankes to the goddis, that they take away this olde persone to rest with theym, and leaue you yonge for to serue in thempire. For there is no compa­ryson for to speake of dethe to the lyfe, nor to eschewe the deathe at the houre therof. And yet I wylle not denye, but I do feare dethe, as a mortal man. Whan the lyfe passeth, there is no prudence in a prudente, nor vertue in a vertu­ous, nor lordshyp in a lorde, that can take away the feare of the spirite, nor peyne of the flesshe. Atte this tyme the sowle and the fleshe are so combyned and so conglutinate togyther, and the spirite with the bloude are soo annexed, that the separation of the one from the other is the mooste terrible, and the last terrible of all terriblenes. Certaynly it accordeth vnto good reason, that the sowle departe do­lorously, leauyng the fleshe vnto wormes, and the bodye as enuious to se the sowle go and sporte with the goddis. O what lyttell thoughte we take in this lyfe, vntylle we falle grouelynge with oure eies vppon deathe. Beleue me, Sythe I haue passed from whens ye be, and haue ex­perimented that ye doo se, that is the vanities of vs that are vayne, is so agreable to vs, that whanne we begynne to lyue, we ymagyne that our lyfe wylle endure a holle worlde: and whanne it is ended, it seemeth vs to be but a puffe or a blaste of wynde. And bycause than sensualitie peyneth for sensibilitie, and the flesshe for the flesshe, rea­son guyded with them that be mortall tellethe me, that it [Page 82] peyneth not with the departynge. If I haue lyued as a bruetbeast, it is reason that I dye as a discrete man ought to do. I dyenge, this day shal dye all my sickenes, hungre shal dye, colde shal dye, al my peynes shal die, my thought shall dye, my displeasure shall dye, and euery thynge that gyueth peyne and sorowe. This day the nyght shall be ta­ken away, and the sonne shyne bryghte in the skye: This daye the ruste shall be takem from myne eies, and I shall see the sonne clerely: This daye the waye shall be made smothe for to goo righte: this is, the daye shall ende the iourney, wherin I shall not drede the stayes of Fortune. I thanke the goddes immortall, that haue suffered me to lyue so clerely, and soo longe a tyme. This daye I shall haue an ende of al vnhappy destenes of enuyous fortune, and not they of me. Of trouthe if the goddis haue com­maunded my flesshe to be hydden in the sepulchre, and to be as mortalle: yet if they be iuste and doo well, they wyll make my renoume to be immortall, bycause I haue lyued well. Than sith I change this wery lyfe and company of menne, for the swetenes of the goddis, and the doubtes of fortune for this sure lyfe, and greate and continuall feare for perpetuall peace, and this ylle and naughty corrupte lyfe for good renoume and glorye, I thynke veryly this shuld be none yll change.

¶It is nowe thre score and two yeres sythe the erthe hath susteyned and fedde the erthe of my bodye: It is nowe tyme that the erthe knowledge me for her sonne, and I wyl also take her for my mother. Verely it is a pitiful mo­ther, that wylle nowe take me in to her entrayles for euer, sythe that I haue soo longe space troden her vnder my feete. And yet thoughe that I were as I am, for to be as she is, I am in certayne that she wolde kepe me surer a­monge her wormes, than Rome amonge the Senatours. [Page] And all though it be peynefulle to you, if it plese the god­des to haue it thus, no mā can excuse nor scape it. I shuld be right well eased, if this webbe were broken, and my possession taken in the Sepulcre. Than shulde I haue the fyrst thyng propre of myn owne, and perpetuall without any feare of lesynge therof. All thynges mortal, that mor­talle folkes haue, and the enuye of them that be enuious maye be broken, except the deth and the sepulcre, the whi­che are priuileged from enraged hongre of enuy. I se you wel, shedynge teres from your eies, and reise heuy sighes frome the depenes of your hartes. Wylle ye not that I shulde desyre deathe, sith the phisitions gyue me but thre houres of lyfe? and there are conteyned in me .iii.M. ye­res of peynes, the length wherof is a cyronisme of deathe. And all though our debilite be weake, yet for all that our honour is so sensible, that at the houre of deathe, the more that the bones dischargeth them of the fleshe, the more is the hart charged with thoughtes. In manner that whan the sinewes vntie them from the bones of the bodye, than newely they tye agayne a soore knotte to the herte. Nowe let vs leaue speakyng of that that to wchethe particularly my selfe, and speake we in generall of it that is conueny­ente to a yonge Prynce, and to you that are his tutours and maysters.

¶Ye se here my sonne Comodus only prince and heire, a­bydynge for the heritage of thempire: neyther for beynge good, that he meriteth praise, nor for being yl reprefe. For he hathe taken his naturalitie of the goddes, and his nor­ture among you. Dyuers tymes whan he was a chylde, ye toke hym in your armes, to thentente that nowe he is a man, ye shulde sette him in your hartes. Hytherto he hath taken you for his maysters: and nowe at this tyme, he muste repute you as his fathers. And whiles I lyued, ye [Page 83] helde hym for your prince in nourysshynge hym, for your emperour in seruing him, and as your parent in helpyng hym, and as your sonne in teachynge hym. Hytherto ye onely helde him charge, as father, mother, and maysters: he is nowe as a newe shyppe put this daye into the ryghte see, fletyng to the botomles swolowe, where as the sayles of prosperitie wyll make hym fall, and the rockes of vn­happynes wyll drowne hym. Than amonge so many vn­portunate wyndes and vnstable waters, there is greatte necessitie of good oores. Surely I am very sory for them­pire, and haue great compassion of this yonge prince, and suche as wolde his welthe, shall more bewaylle his lyfe than my dethe. For scapynge fro the see I se my selfe at a good sure porte, and vppon mayne lande, and leaue hym the sweatte and trauayle. For as yet he knoweth not howe to aduenture to sayle on the see: nor yet knoweth not whe­ther he shal abyde the age of my long experience, nor whe­ther he shall be a reasonable emperour or noo. But what shall sorowfull Rome do, whan it hath nouryshed a good prynce, and that fatall destenies maketh an ende of hym? or that by enuy of them that be yll he is slayne? or the cru­eltie of the goddes taketh hym away: or that the body by his owne propre handes be lyfte vp in suche wyse, that in the experiment of princes, al the life tyme parteth in be way­lynge of the youthe of yonge princes, and the grauitie of theyr aunciente princes passed. O if these princis beleued at the beginnynge of theyr empire, other kynges that are fayled in the world, howe they be taught when it is so im­portable for one man without charge to rule soo many re­almes, and he doinge nothynge but take theyr goodes, robbe him of his renoume, banishe theyr persons fro him, and he to ende his lyfe, and his subiectes augmente theyr sorowes: and sith he is but one, he can doo no more than [Page] one, though dyuers hope that he doth for all. Regarde in what mysaduenture a prince lyueth, whan the least villain in Italy thinketh, that all only for hym and on hym alone the prince setteth his eies. And sithe the worlde is so chan­geable, and the people so vnruly, the day that a prynce is crowned and exalted with a sceptre ryalle, the same daye he submitteth his goodis to the couetous, & all his estate to the semblaunce of other. Thus than in this the goddis shewe their power. For al the vnderstandinges are tacked to one free wyll. The semynge of all they codempne, and alowe but one. They giue the domination to one, and the subiection to many. To one they gyue the chastisemente of all, and not al to the chastisement of one. For the tast of many, they gyue meate but to one: the sauour wherof is swete to some, and sowre to other: to some remayneth the bone, and to some the fleshe: at the last some be drowned & other be hyndred, & at the ende al haue an ende. I wold de­mand of you that be moste familiar, what is the crowne of thempire, or the sceptre of golde, or the coler of perles or p̄ ­cious stones, or rubes of Alexāder, or vessel of Corinth, or chariottes of triūph, or what offices of Consules or dicta­tours are desired in change of their rest? for it is certaine, they can not attayn to the one, without lesing of the other. And this is the cause yt there be yl mariners, & to hardy pi­lottes, for they fle fro the see to the lande, & fro the lande to the see. One thing I wil say, yt is ageinst my self: euery mā hateth warre, & no man seketh for peace. Al sorowe for one that is angred, and none is cōtent to appeace: al wold cō ­mande, but none wil be commanded. This hath ben in the world passed, & now at this present tyme men be so light, yt they rather chose to cōmand with peril, than to obey with rest. Seing that my dayes are diminished, & my sickenes augmented, suspectinge thā that I se nowe, whan I returned [Page 84] fro the warre of Sycill, I determyned to make my te­stament, the whiche ye may see here: Open and behold it, and therby ye shall se, howe I leaue you to be maysters of my son, yet in loue and fidelitie ye be to gyther all as one. Great peryll the prince is in, and the common welth in an yll aduenture, where as be many intentions amonge the gouernours. Certainly the princis are gloryous, and the people well fortunate, and the senate happy, whan all a­gree in one counsell, and that the counsaylers be auncient, and many of them, and all their intētions agree vpon one thinge. Whan this was in Rome, it was feared and dred of tyrantes, hauynge their consultations approued with iii.C. barons. And though their reasons were diuers, yet their wylles and intentis were al one for the comon welth. I desire and coniure you by the goddis, that ye be al fren­des in conuersation, and conformable in counsell. All the weake debilities in a prince may be suffred, except yl coun­sell: and al defautes of counsellours are tollerable, except enuy and yre. Whan the freting worme called a mothe, en­treth among them, it causeth peril in Iustice, dishonour to the prince, sclaunder in the cōmons, and parcialitie in the superiours. The counsaylour that hath his mynde ouer­come with ire, and his harte occupied with enuy, and his wordes outragious to a good man, it is reson that he lose the fauour of the goddis, his priuitie with the prince, and the credence of the people. For he presumeth to offende the goddis with yll intention, to serue the prince with yll coū ­sell, and to offende the common welth with his ambition. O howe ignorant are these princis, that take hede of suche herbes & venims that myghte poyson theym in their mea­tes, and care not for the poyson that they of theyr priuye counsayle do gyue them? Doubtles there is no cōparison, for the herbes and poysons can be giuen but on one daye: [Page] but the venym of yll counseyle is gyuen euery howre. Ve­nym is defended by the horne of an vnycorne, by tryacle, and otherwise by vomites: but the poyson of yll counsell hath no remedy, and lesse defensiues. And fynally I saye, that the venym gyuen by an enmy can but slee one empe­rour in Rome, but the poyson gyuen by hym that is moste priuye to euyll counsell, sleeth the emperour, and distroy­eth the common welthe. And where as euery vertuous prince setteth more by perpetual renoume than this fally­ble lyfe, ye beinge gouernours of thempire, and maysters to my sonne, they that owe hym yll wyll haue not so moche power ouer his lyfe, as ye haue vpon his renoume. Therfore if he be awaked by his enmies straungers, moche ra­ther he ought to be awaked amonge his domesticall fren­des. One thynge I commaunde as to my seruantes, and I desyre you as my frendes, that ye shewe not your selfe so priuie openly, as ye be in secrete: to thentente that some seme not as natural sonnes, and other as hired seruantes. He that is vertuous, ought to haue great regarde to the profyte of his lorde secretely, and to be meke of conuersa­tion with euery man openly, els his priuetie wyll not lōge endure, and the hate of the prince with the people wyl in­creace. Oftentymes I haue redde of our predecessours, and I haue sene it in the present Romaynes, whan many holde with one, that one holdeth but lyttell with dyuers, and lesse with many, the which kepeth their wylles as far of, as the persons be nigh. And sith the ylnes of the time, and vnstablenes of fortune neuer leauethe any thynge in one case, but all is as in maner of a dreame: the most sure purchase is to flee fro peril, for then whā the princes haue passed their pleasures entermedled in trauayles, they ser­che for many, and fynde not one. Therof cometh, that one present for feare wyll withdrawe hym, and an other out of [Page 85] fauour and absente, wyll not come. I wyll shewe you one thynge, the whiche you shal alway putte in my sonnes me­morie: They that in our trauayles haue determyned of a long season to apply them, we ought to wynne theyr good wylles. The wyly labourer in one yere laboureth to gette cornes togyther, and in an other yere he soweth and gade­reth. Be not to presumptuous, for the presumption of an auncient prince, fordoth the auctoritie of the yonge prince: yet for all this dispaire nor rebuke hym not to moche: For the lacke of maners in the state of a lorde engendreth vn­shamefastnes in hym, and boldnes to the seruant. I haue lefte in my testament the prince Comodus for your sonne, and you for his fathers. But I wyll and commande, that euery man knowlege him to be their lorde, and to be at his commaundemente. And ye my other seruantes and subie­ctes to be in his obedience, and in all his highe besynesses to be wel guyded as his frēdes and louers. Iustice ought to be sene to, by wise oratours, accordynge to the opinion of you that be his gouernours. And alway the determina­tion to be doone by the prince, whiche is lorde of all. One counsell I wyll gyue you (and if you finde it yll, blame me afore the goddis) wherby the empire of my sonne shall be stable and permanent in Rome, and your priuetie sure in his house, if your counselles be moued by reason, and his wyll ruled by your counsels. I desyre soore that ye be not couetous: and therfore I haue gyuen you dyuers gyftes and thankes in my lyfe, to take couetousnes frome you a­fore my dethe. It were a monstrous thyng and very dred­full, that suche as oughte to refrayne couetyse fro straun­gers, to haue their owne handes open for their owne pro­pre lucres. The vertuous priue men, ought not to doo all the yl that they may, nor to desire all that they may atteyn vnto, to the intente that the prince gyue theym soo moche [Page] goodis for the profite of their howses, as peyne and enuy of the people to their persones. And as in meane shyppes men scape best in a meane see, sooner than in great carrac­kes in the wawes of the rorynge and impituous sees: in lykewise suche as be in meane estate among them that be but meanly enuious, lyue more surely, than such as are set in high estate and priuitie beyng ryche, to be passioned a­monge ennemies, that disdainfully wold put them vnder. It is a notable rule amonge wyse men, and an infallible experience amonge them that be good, and I thynke that by herynge therof the yll shall knowlege it: The glorie of one amonge great men maketh stryfe, suspection in them that be egall, and enuy amonge them that be meane. One thinge, that they that gouerne well, ought to haue, is ly­beralitie. The lesse ye be couetous, the more ye shalbe libe­rall. For with the rage of couetousnes the ryght of iustice is mynished. It is longe tyme syth I determined to gyue you the gouernynge of thempire, and the nourishynge of my sonne. And to haue prouided to haue giuen you large­ly of my goodes, to put the couetynge of other mens goo­des from you. I warrant you one thinge: if couetousnes be amonge you, and be enuyed of your neyghbours, you shall lyue in peyne, and your hartes shall be peyned with other mens besynesses, and your myndes shall be euer in suspecte. Than shal ye folowe the Iustice of other, where as ye shal se your owne propre welth. One coūsel finally I wyl gyue you, which I haue taken alway my selfe, Neuer commytte your honours to the myshappes of fortune: nor neuer offre your selfe to peryll with hope of remedy. For suspecious fortune kepeth alwayes her gates wyde open for peryl, and her walles ben high, & her wyckettes narow to fynde any remedy. And bycause I fele my selfe sore tra­uayled, I pray you suffre me to rest a lyttell.

¶How themperour at the houre of his death, sent for his sonne, and declared to him, who shulde go­uerne the Empire. cap. xliiii.

THus a great parte of the night passed, and the day began to breake, and the life of this good emperour began faste to drawe to an ende: yet for all that he left not the remembrance of such thynges as shulde be ordered after his death. There were that tyme in the warre with him diuers right excellēt men senatours of Rome: and in al thinges he she­wed him selfe right wise, & specially he wold neuer haue a­ny vicious person in his house. He hadde euer in his com­pany .l. gentilmen knyghtes, and in eche of them he might haue put trust to gouerne Rome. Oftentymes this good emperour wolde say, that princis lyued more surely with the gadryng to them men of good lyuyng & conuersation, thā with tresure of money stuffed in theyr chestes. Vnhap­py is yt prince, that estemeth hym selfe happy to haue his coffres ful of tresure, and his councell full of men of yl ly­uyng. These malicious and yll men make princes poore: and a perfyte man suffiseth to make a holle realme ryche. Surely this emperour sayde well. For we do se daily, that what the father hath gotten in fiftye yeres, the son lesethe in halfe a yere. Than chusinge amonge many a fewe, and of fewe to take the best, this emperour appoynted out .vi. notable barons: Thre of thē to be maisters of his son, & .iii. to be gouernours of thempire. One was called Partinax, whiche after was emperour: an other was called Pompe­iano, husbād to his doughter, as sure in coūcell as he was aged in yeres: The .iii. Gneo Patrocle of the ancient stock of the Pompeies, whiche was no lesse clene in this liuing than his heares were white: The .iiii. was called Andrisco [Page] which in goodlynes of his gesture, highnes of body, ver­tue of courage, and wysedome in conscience, none was e­gall to him in Rome: The .v. was named Bononius, whi­che at that tyme was consule, and in the aunciente lawes very expert: The last was called Iuan Varius the good, and he was called the good, bycause that in .lx. yere neuer man sawe hym do any yll workes, nor harde hym speake any ydel worde, nor do any thynge but it was profytable to the common welthe. Though in case they were al egall in gouernynge: yet I say these laste thre were princypall. For Iuan Varius particularly was left to be chiefe capi­tayne of the armye, and to hym was delyueted al the trea­sure, and the testament was put into his handes: and with sore weping the emperour recommended to him the prince his sonne. Than whan the peine of his sicknes encreaced, and that he loked for the houre of his deth, he comaunded to awake his sonne Comodus, whiche without any care was faste a slepe, and whan he was brought into the pre­sence of his father, it was greatte pitie to se the eien of the olde emperour soore discoloured with wepynge, and the e­ies of the sonne allmooste closed with slepynge: the sonne was wakynge with small thoughte, and the father coulde not slepe for great thoughte and peyne. And whan he was in his presence, seing the lyttell care that the sonne toke for the deth of his father, and consideringe the great desire of the father for the good lyfe of his sonne, it moued to pitie the hartes of all the great lordes that were there, noo lesse to leaue the company of the good old man, than the annoyance of the dealynge of the yonge prince. Than the empe­rour sayde to his sonne these wordes.

¶What the emperour sayde to his sonne at the houre of his dethe. Ca. xlv.

[Page 87] VNto thy maisters and my gouernours I haue shewed howe they shall counsel the: and nowe my sonne at this houre I say to the, howe they (thoughe they be but a fewe) all for the alone shal gouerne: and it is not to be taken in smal estimation. The mooste easyest thynge in the worlde is to giue councel to an other: and the moste hardest and hieste thinge is a man to take it for him selfe. There is none so simple a man but he may giue good councel, though there be no nede. And there is none so wyse that wyl refuse councell in tyme of necessitie. I se one thyng that al take coun­sell for all, and at the laste take it for hym selfe. Sonne I thinke accordynge to my heuy fatall destenies, and thyne yll customes, that one thinge shall not profite the, that is, if the lyttell goodnes that thou hast done was for feare of me in my lyfe, that thou wylte doo lesse whan thou haste forgotten my dethe. I do more nowe for to satisfie my de­sire and the common welth, than for any hope that I haue of the amendement of thy lyfe. There is not a worse com­playnt, than that a man holdeth of him selfe. If thou my sonne be yl, Rome wyl complayne to the goddis, that they haue giuen the so yll inclinations: They wyll complayne of Faustine thy mother, that hath brought the vp so wan­tonly: and they wylle complayne on thy selfe, that thou doste not refrayne the from vices: and they shall not com­playne of thyne olde father, that hath gyuen the so many good counselles. I am in certayne, thou hast not so great dolour to see the ende of this nyghte, and the ende of my lyfe, as thou hast pleasure to se the day that thou shalte be emperour: and I haue no meruayle, for where as sensu­alitie reigneth, reason is put asyde. Dyuers thynges are beleued bycause they are not knowē certainly. O how ma­ny thynges of trouthe ben there, that if they were knowen [Page] truely they shulde be lefte. But we ben so doubtful in eue­ry thing, and go about our businessis so variably and in­constantly, that somtyme our spirites breake the purpose, and an other tyme they rydde vs not of trouble nor hyn­drance. I saye we be so swyfte to do yll, that sometyme we lese by a carde of the moste, and to do wel we be so dul, that we lese by a carde of the leste: and at the laste we doo no­thing but lese. Sonne I wyl aduertise the by wordes, that I haue knowen in .lxii. yeres by long experience: and syth thou arte my sonne and yonge, it is reason that thou be­leue hym that is thy olde father. As we princes are regard of all men, and regarde all men, and are regarded of al o­ther, this daye thou doste enherite thempire of the worlde and the courte of Rome. I knowe well there be inowe in the court of princis, that knowe nothyng what is to make them selfe of worthynes, and to maynteyn them self amōg so many trūperies as are treated in the houses of princis. I lette the to witte, that in the courte is auncient parciali­ties, presente discentions, feareful vnderstandynges, eui­dente wittenesses, entrayles of serpentes, tongues of scor­pions, many detractours, and fewe that seke peace: and where as all men shulde harken to the comon voyce, euery man sercheth his owne proufite. Euery manne sheweth a good pretence, and all are occupied in yll workes: In su­che wyse that some by auarice lese their good fame, and some prodigally spende and waste all theyr goodes. What shulde I say more? In the courte euery daye the lordes chaunge and after the lawes, awake stryfes, and reyse noyses, abate noblenes, exalte the vnworthy, banysshe in­nocētes, and honour theues, loue flatterers, and dispraise theym the whiche be vertuous, they embrace delites, and treade vertue vnder their fete: they wepe for them that be ylle, and laughe to scorne theym that be good, and finally [Page 87] ly they take all lyghtnes for theyr mother, and vertue for theyr stepmother. And my sonne I say more vnto the, The courte, the whiche thou shalt enherite this day, is nothing but a shoppe with waares, and a howse of va [...]aboundes, wherin somme selle vyle and corrupte thynges, and other byelyes, some haue credence, and somme haue renoume, somme haue goodes, and some haue lyuynge, and all to­gyther is but losse of tyme: and that worste of all is, they wyll not beleue the poyson therof, tyll it be at theyr hartis, they are so foolyshe and sturdy. Rome hath very hye wal­les, and the vertues is very lowe: Rome vaunteth it selfe to be very stronge in nombre of inhabitauntes, and after­warde Rome shal wepe that there is more people than vertue, and vyces are not accompted. In a monethe a manne might recken all the stones of the proude edifyces, but in a. M. yeres he myght not comprise the malyces of his yll customes. I swere to the by the immortall goddis, that in thre yeres I repaired all that was decayed in Rome, and in thirty yere I coude not refourme one quarter therof to good lyuynge. Good sonne beleue me, the great cities full of good inhabitauntes oughte to be praysed, and not the great edifices. Our predecessours haue triūphed on stran­gers as weake and feeble: and nowe they may triumphe on vs also, as menne that be more vanquysshed with vy­ces than any of the other. By the myghtynes and prowes­ses of our predecessours, we that be nowe, are greattely honoured and exalted: and by the smalle estimation of vs that be now, they that come after vs shall be greatly asha­med. Of a very trouthe it is a great shame to saye, and no lesse infamy to doo, that the goodnesse and trauayle of the auncientes shuld nowe be tourned and conuerted to folies and presumption. My sonne loke wel on thy selfe, that the reyne of thy youthe, and lybertie of the empire cause the [Page] nor to commytte vyce. He is not called onely free, that is free borne, but he that dieth within the same. O how well are the sclaues borne, that after their deth are free by their goodnes? & howe many haue died sclaues by their nough­tynes, that were borne free? There is fredome where no­blenes abydeth. The prowes of thy persone shal gyue the more hardines and libertie than thauctoritie of thempire. It is a generall rule, that euery vertuous man of necessi­tie is to be holden hardye: and euery vicious man of ne­cessitie is to be reputed a cowarde. Nowe boldely they be chastised that be noted with any vice, and coldely they be chastised that deserue chastisement. Let the prince be in a certayn, that the loue of his people, and the lybertie of his offyce, hath not wherwith to vpholde hym in armes spred abrode on the erth, without the dyuers vertues assembled in his person.

¶Certaynly Octauius Cesar subdewed mo nations by the renoume of his vertues, than dydde Gaius his vncle with his army of many men. All the worlde ioy of a ver­tuous prince: and it semeth that al the world ryseth ageinst a vicious prince. Vertue is a strong castell, and can neuer be wonne: it is a riuer where nedeth no rowing, a see that moueth not, a fire that quencheth not, a treasure that ne­uer hath ende, an army neuer ouercome, a burden that ne­uer werieth, a spie that euer retourneth, a sygne that ne­uer deceyueth, a playne waye that neuer fayleth, a syrope that healeth forthwith: and a renoume that neuer perys­sheth. O my sonne, if thou knewest what thyng it is to be good, and what a man thou shuldest be if thou were ver­tuous, thou woldest doo seruyce to the goddes, good re­noume to thy selfe, pleasure to thy frendes, and engender loue of straungers, and finally all the worlde shulde feare and loue the.

[Page 89]I remembre, that in the boke of yeres, of the battayle of Tarentyne, I founde, that the renoumed Pyrrhus, king of the Epyrothiens, bare in a rynge grauen these wordes: To a vertuous man, is but a smalle rewarde, to be lorde of all the erthe: and it is but a small chastisement to take a vicious mans lyfe fro hym.

¶Truly it was a worthy sentence of such a prince. What thinge is it, be it neuer so difficile, begonne by a vertuous man, but there is hope to haue a good ende therof. Soth­ly I haue sene in dyuers parties of myn empyre, dyuers men very darke of good fame, very lowe in goodes, and vnknowen of their kynne and bloud: vndertake so great thynges, that to my semyng, it was a feareful audacitie to begynne: And yet by the wynges of vertue all onely they haue had good renoume at the last. By the immortal god­dis, and as the god Iupiter bryng me in his mancion, and stablyshe the, in all that is myne. There were ones, a gar­dyner and a potter, dwellynge in Rome, whyche only by their vertues, caused to put tenne vycious senatours out of the senate, and the fyrste occasyon was, for makynge a hedge of thorne, and a potte, for the workemanshyp and labour whereof, the Senatours wolde not paye theym. I tell it the my sonne, bycause that vyce maketh a bolde per­sonne thoughtefulle, and vertue causeth hym, that is in thought, to take strengthe and boldenes. I was wel ware of two thinges in my lyfe, not to pleade agaynst the clere­nes of iustyce, nor to take part ageynst a vertuous person: For with vertue god susteyneth vs, and with Iustyce the people are well gouerned and ruled.

¶Of other more partycular counsaylles, gyuen by the emperour to his sonne. Cap. xlvi.

[Page] NOwe to come to thinges more particular. Se­inge sonne, that thou arte yonge, and that na­ture can not denye the: And as in all dyfficile thinges, ripe counselle is necessarie, no lesse to comfort thestate of our lyuing, we desire some recreations. For thy youth, I leue ye with gret lordis chil­dren, with whom thou mayst passe the tyme: And to teache the, I leue olde Romains, that haue nouryshed the, & ser­ued me, of whom thou shalt take counsell. The inuention of interludes, of theatres, to fyshe in pōdes, to hunt wilde beastes, to course in the fieldes, to hauke for byrdes, and to exercise dedes of armes, are the thynges that thy youthe desyreth. And youth with youth ought to kepe companye, in doinge the same: But behold my son, that in orderyng of armies, to apply the warres, to pursue vyctories, to ac­cepte truce, to confyrme peace, to reyse tributes, to make lawes, to promote some, and dismisse other, to chastyse the yll, and recompence the good: in all these thinges, that be so chargeable, they that be of clere mynde, redy broken and trauayled of their bodies, & whyt heared, ought to be takē to coūsel the. And sith thou art yōge & lusty of body, reioyce & sport with them that be yong: & whan thou art emperor, than touching thy secrete affaires, take coūsel of them yt be old. Beware my son of all extremities. For as yll may the prince be, vnder the colour of grauitie, to be rulyd by the ancient persones, as vnder the colour of pastyme, to kepe cōpany with yonge folkes. It is no generall rule, that all yonge persons shall alwayes be yonge and lyght, nor that all olde persons, shulde be always wyse. I am sure of one thynge, that if the yonge man be borne with foly, the olde man lyueth and dieth with couetyse. Therfore my sonne beware, be not extreme in extremities. For the yonge peo­ple wyll corrupte the with their lyghtnes, and olde folkes [Page 90] wil depriue thy mind with theyr couetousnes. What thing can be more monstrous, than a prince, that commaundeth euery man, to be commaunded of one? Sothely the go­uernyng of diuers, can not be gouerned wel by the opini­on of one alone. Than the prince, that gouernethe many, oughte to haue the intention and opinion of dyuers. ¶In the annales of the Pompeyens, I founde a lyttell boke of remembrance, the which great Pompeie bare al­way with hym: wherin were dyuers good counselles and aduertisementes, the which were gyuen in diuers parties of the worlde: Amonge the whiche, I founde these, wor­des: He that gouerneth the common welthe, and putteth the gouernance to them that are old, sheweth hym selfe vnable: and he that trusteth in youthe, is lyght: and he that gouerneth by him selfe alone, is hardy and bolde: and he that gouerneth by him selfe and other, is wise. These were notable wordes.

¶Than my sonne, determin the to take counsel, and spe­cially in high thinges and matiers of difficultie, and other wise let them not be determyned. For whan the counsaylle is taken of dyuers, than if any faute be, it shal be deuided amonge them al. Thoughe the determination myghte be done by a fewe, yet take counsel of many. Amonge all thy welthes, here the common counsel. For one wyl shewe the al the inconuenience, an nother the peryl, an other the do­mage, an other the profitte, an nother the remedye. And sette as well thyn eyes vpon the inconueniences, that they laye, as vpon the remedy, that they offre. Whan thou be­gynnest any harde mattier, esteme as wel the smal doma­ges, that may befall afore, and stoppe them, as to remedy the gret misfortunes, that come after. Of trouth the strōg and myghty shyppe ofte tymes for a smalle takynge hede of the pylotte, is sounken and drowned in a lyttell water: [Page] and an other shyppe, not so strong, with wise diligence, is saued in the gulfe of the see. Be not annoyed to take coū ­cel in smal matters euery houre. For many thinges forth­with require to be loked to, and in abydinge for councel, it endomageth. And that that thou canst dispatche by thyn owne auctoritie, without domage of the common welthe, put it not to any other person. For sith thy seruice al onely dependeth of thyn, the rewarde dependeth of the alone. ¶In the yere .vi.C.xxx. of the foundation of Rome, af­ter the cruell warres done ageinst the kynge of Numedie, the day that Marius triumphed, without puttyng of any of the riches, that he brought, into the common treasury, he deuyded it to his men of warre. And whan he was ther­fore accused, and asked, why he toke not firste the opinyon of the senate: He aunswered and sayde: Sythe they toke not the opinion of other, to do me seruice, it were no reson, that I shulde take councell of other, to rewarde and recō ­pence them.

¶Son, yet I wil aduertise of other thinges. Perad­uenture some wyll gyue the counsell, er thou demaund it: In that case kepe this general rule: neuer abide the second counsell of a man, if he haue giuen the counsell before in the preiudice of an other. For he offreth his wordes in thy seruice, to bringe the besynes to his owne profyte. O my sonne, there are many thinges to knowe a man. Xv, yere I haue ben senatour, consule, censure, capitaine, and tri­bune: and .xviii. yeres I haue ben emperour of Rome, and diuers haue spoken to me, in preiudice of other, and many mo, for their own profite, and none haue spoken clerely to me, for the profite of other, nor for my seruice. Great com­passion oughte to be taken of princis: for euery man folo­weth them for theyr owne profite, & none for loue and ser­uice. One counsell I toke for my selfe, all the whyle that [Page 91] I haue gouerned Rome: I neuer kepte man in my house, after that I knewe hym hatefull agaynste the common welthe.

¶In the yere of the foundation of Rome .vi.C.lix. of the Olympiade .C.lxviii. Lucullus Patricien, greate frende to Sylla, goynge to the warre of Methridates, It chaun­ced, that in Tygoano, a citie of Caldiens, he found a plate of coper or brasse, vpon the kinges gatis, wherin were certayne lytters, whiche they sayde were grauen there by the commandement of Alexander the great: The letters were in Caldee, conteynyng these sentences, That prince is not wyse, that wyll holde his lyfe in peryll, and wil not assure his lyfe and state with the loue of all men: That prince is not vertuous, that in giuinge moche to one person, wyl­leth all other to haue but lyttell: That prince is not iuste, that wyll satysfie more the couetise of one person, than the voices of all men: That prince is a fole, that dispyseth the councell of all other, and trusteth all onely vpon the opinion of one: And finally that prince is to bolde and hardye▪ that for the loue of one, wil be hated of all other. ¶These were wordes of eternall memorye. And in dede these princis, shulde haue this always in theyr presence. Sonne yet I shal say more to the. This Lucullus Patri­ciens brought into the Senate, al the tresure that he had, and this plate, with the sayd wordes theron, to thentente that they shulde chuse the one, and leaue the other. And the senate refused all the treasure, and toke the counselles written theron.

¶Of dyuers and partycular recommendations, whi­che the emperour commaunded his sonne. Cap. xlvii.

[Page] I Haue shewed, lyke a father, the thynge that toucheth thy welth: Nowe I wyll shew the, what thou oughtest to do after my death, for my seruice. Those thynges, that I haue lo­ued in my lyfe, if thou wilte be sonne to thy father, esteme them after my dethe. Fyrste my sonne I re­commende to the, the worshyppynge of the temples, and the reuerence of the priestes, with the honour to the god­dis. So longe shall the honour of the Romayns laste, as they perseuer in the seruice of the goddis. The realme of the Carthaginens perished not, bycause they were not soo riche, or more cowardes than the Romayns: but bycause they loued their tresors to moch, and were but yll worship­pers and louers of the temples. My sonne, I recommend to the Helia, thy stepmother, & remembre, that though she be not thyn owne mother, yet she is my wyfe: and on the peyne of my cursyng, suffre not, that she be yl intreted. For the domage that she shuld suffre by thy cōsent, shuld gyue euidence of the smal thought, that thou takest of my deth, which shulde be an iniury to thy life. I haue left to her the tributes and reuenues of Nostie, for to maynteine her de­gre: and the gardens of Vulcan, which I caused to make for her recreatiō. And if thou take it fro her, thou she weste thyne ylnesse. And to suffer her to enioy it, I commaunde the by thyne obedience, and to shewe her thy bountie and largesse. Remembre, she is a Romain, yong, and a widow, of the house of my lorde Traian, and howe she is thy mo­ther adoptife, & my naturall wyfe: wherfore I leue her vnder thy recōmendation. Also I cōmyt to the, thy breterne in law: & thy sisters, my doughters. I leue them al maried not to straunge kynges, but to the natural inhabitauntes and citesens of Rome. They dwel all within the walles of Rome, where as they may do the seruice, and thou mayst [Page 92] do thē good. Son, intrete them in suche wise, that though their good father be deade, yet let them haue fauour. And though they se their brother emperour of Rome, yet let thē not be defouled. Womē be of a ryght tender cōdition, they wyll complayne for a smalle cause, and for lesse they wylle ryse vp in pride, thou oughtest to conserue theym after my deth, as I haue done in my lyfe. For otherwise their con­uersation shulde be fekyll to the people, and importunate to the. Also I cōmit to the, Lipula thy sister, that is amōge the virgins Vestales. Thinke, that she is doughter of thy mother Faustin, whiche I haue greatly loued in my lyfe, & vnto the houre of my death, I haue lamented hers. Euery yere I gaue to thy sister .ii.M. sexters, for her necessities: she had ben as well maried as the other, yf she had not be brent in the vysage: whiche was estemed of euery man an yl aduenture, and specially of her moder, that wept alway for her. But I esteme that yll aduenture, a good fortune. For if she had not ben brent in the face with fire, she had in the worlde, as touchyng her renome, be brent with diuers tonges. Son, I swere to the, that for the seruice of the goddes, & the fame of men, she is more surer with the virgins in the temple, than though she were in the senate, with the senatours. I deme, that at the ende of the iourney, she shal finde her self better at ease, closed and locked in, than thou with all thy libertie. In the prouynce of Lucany, I haue lefte for her, the .ii.M. sexters: I wyll not, that thou take them fro her. Also I cōmytte Drusia the wyddowe to the, which hath layd a great proces against the senate, bycause yt by motions afore passed, her husbande was banished: I haue great compassion of her: for it is thre monthes, sythe she put, in her demande, and bycause of my great warres. I coude not declare her iustyce. Sonne, thou shalte fynde it trewe, that in .xxxv. yere, that I haue gouerned Rome, [Page] there was neuer wydow, that helde her processe before me, passynge .viii. dayes. Take compassion of suche. For wo­mennes necessities are right peryllous, and at the laste, yf their besynes be longe in hande, they recouer not so moche of theyr goodes, as they lese in their renowme. Also haue compassyon of poore men, and the goddis shall rewarde the, with great ryches. Also I commytte to the, my aunci­ent seruantes, to whom my longe yeres and cruel warres, my often necessities, the displeasure of my bodye, and my longe syckenesses, hath ben right paynefull. For they, as true seruantes, to gyue me lyfe, haue taken peyn vnto the deth. It is reason, that syth I haue taken their deth, that they inherite parte of my lyfe. One thing I holde for cer­tayne, In case that my bodye abyde in the sepulchre with wormes, yet I shall alwayes, before the goddis haue re­membraunce of them. In this doinge, thou shalt do as a good chylde, to satisfie them, that haue serued thy father. Take hede my son, euery prince, doinge Iustice, acquireth ennemies in the execution therof. And this is done by thē, that are mooste nere to hym. For the more priuie they are with the prince, the more hatefull they are to the people. And though euery mā loueth Iustice in generall, yet they all hate the execution therof in particular. Whan a iuste prince is deade, the people take vengeance of the vniuste seruantes. Whan thou were a chylde, my seruantis nory­shed the, to the entent, that thou shuldest susteyne them in their age. Surely, it were great shame to the empire, an of­fence to the goddis, an iniurie to me, and an vngentylnes of the▪ that thou hast foūde them .xviii. yeres, with their ar­mes abrode to halse the, that they shulde finde one day thy gates shet ageinst them. These thinges I cōmit to the par­ticularly, kepe them alway in memory. And sith I remem­bre them at my deth, cōsider how I loued them in my life.

¶Of the last wordes that themperour spake to his sonne and of a table that he gaue hym. Cap. xlviii.

WHan the emperour had ended his said recom­mendations, the daye began to sprynge, and his eye stringes began to breke, and his tonge faultred, and his handes shoke. Than the said happy emperour, felynge that weakenes be­gan sore to drawe aboute his harte, he commaunded Pa­nutius to go into his study, and to brynge to hym a coffre that was there. And whan it was brought to his presence, he opened it, and toke out a table of thre fote broode, and two fote longe, it was of wood Lybanus, & rounde about garnished with vnycorne. It was closed with two leaues, subtylly wroughte of a red wood, that some sayde was of the tree that the Phenyx bredeth in: and is called Rasyn. And as there is but one byrde Phenix bredyng in Arabie: so lykewise there is no mo trees in the worlde of the same kynde. On one of the outwarde parties of the table was pyctured & grauen the god Iupiter: on the other the god­desse Venus: In the inwarde partyes of the Table that shette, was pictured god Mars, and the goddesse Ceres: In the principall of the sayd table was pyctured a Bulle subtylly wrought to the quycke, and vnder that a kynge was pyctured. The whiche payntures were sayde to be of the handy warke of the expert Appelles an ancient worke man in payntynge. Than the emperour toke the table in his hande, and with great peyne, he sayd: Thou seest my sonne Comodus, how I am al redy scaped from the trap­pes of fortune, and am enterynge into the heuy aduentu­res of dethe. I wote not why the goddis haue created vs, syth there is so great annoyance in our lyfe, & so great pe­rylle at our deathe. I vnderstande not why the goddis [Page] haue and vse so great crueltie to the creatures .Lxii. yere I haue sayled with great trauayle through the great pe­rylles of this lyfe: and at this howre I am commaunded to take lande and discharge me of my flesshe, and to take erthe in the sepulchre. Nowe vntyeth the lyuely thredes, nowe vndothe the spyndel, nowe ryueth the webbe, nowe endeth my lyfe. Nowe am I awaked from the slepynge e­uyll: remembrynge howe I haue passed my lyfe, I haue no more desyre to lyue. And in that I knowe not whyche way to go, I refuse dethe. What shall I do? I am deter­myned to put me into the handes of the goddis wyllyng­ly, sythe I muste do so of necessitie. Whome I require, yf they haue created me for any goodnes, not to depriue me fro them for my demerytes. I am nowe in the laste gate: and to this howre I haue kepte the greattest and most ex­cellent iewell that I coude fynde in all my lyfe. In the .x. yere of myn empire there arose a warre agaynst the Par­thes: wherfore I determyned in myne own person to giue theym battayle. After that warre I came by the auncient citie of Thebes, for to see somme antiquitie. Amonge the whiche in a pristes howse I founde this table, the whiche as a kynge was reysed in Egypte, incontynente it was e­uer hanged at his beddes heed, and this priest shewed me, that it was made by a kynge in Egipte named Ptholome Arsacides, that was a vertuous prince. And in the memorie of him, and example of other, the priestes kepte it dily­gently. And sonne I haue kepte it alway with me: and I beseche the goddis, that such may be thy warkes, as ther­in thou mayst fynde good counsell. As emperour I leaue the heyre of many countreys and realmes: and as thy fa­ther I doo gyue vnto the this table of counsayles. Lette this be the laste worde, that with the empyre thou shalt be feared, and by this table thou shalte be beloued. [Page 94] This sayd, and the table delyuered to his sonne, the em­perour turned his eyen, and within a quarter of an houre he yelded the spirite.

¶Nowe to retourne to the sayd table and writing. There was written betwene the bulle and the kynge a scrowe in Greke letters, in maner of heroicall verses, conteynynge in our vulgar tonge thus: I neuer chose ryche tirant, nor abhorred the poore iust man. I neuer denyed Iustice to a poore man for his pouertie, nor pardoned a ryche man for his great goodes and rychesse: I neuer dyd good deedes, nor neuer gaue hyre for affection, nor gaue correction one­ly for the peyne: I neuer left ylnes vnchastised, nor good­nes without reward: I neuer commytted an other to doo Iustice that was clere, nor darke iustice I neuer determi­ned by my selfe alone: I dydde neuer deny iustice to them that demaunded it, nor mercy vnto hym that deserued it: I neuer dydde correction for angre, nor promysed any re­warde in my myrth: I was neuer charged with though­tes in my prosperitie, nor dispayred in myne aduersitie: I neuer committed yl by malic, enor any villany for auarice: I neuer opened my gates to flatterars nor dyssemblers, nor lystened myne eares to murmurers: I haue laboured always to be loued of them that be good, and to be dread and fered of them that be yll: And fynally I haue fauou­red the poore, that myght do but lyttell, and haue be fauo­red of the goddis that may do moche.

¶Hytherto is shewed brefely the worthy and lau­dable lyfe of the emperour Marcus Au­relius, and of his deathe.

And hereafter ensueth the seconde parte of this boke.

¶A letter sente by Marcus Aurelius to Pyramon his spciall frende. Capitu. xlix.

¶The fyrste letter.

MArke oratour Romayn, borne at mount Celio to Pyramon of Lyon, my greatte frende, desiringe salutation to thy per­son, and strength and vertu against thy sinister fortune. In the thyrde Kalendes of Ianuarie I receiued thy letter, wher­by I perceyue thou hast receiued one of myn. I set small store by thy wordes, but I esteme greatly what thou meanest by them. So that without declarynge therof I haue gadred the sentence. Reason wolde bycause I haue written so often to the, that thou shuldest the better vnderstande me: but thou arte so slouthfull, that though I call the, thou wylt not here: nor thoughe I stryke the, thou wylte not feele. But nowe to comme to the purpose. Thou knowest well Piramon, howe nere we be in paren­tage, auncient in frendeshyppe, stedfaste in loue, and ten­der of hartes: and whan so euer thou putte it in expery­ence, than one true frende shall proue an other. Thou re­membrest wel, when we were at Rodes, that we dwelled togyther in one house, and dyd eate at one table, and all that thou thoughtest I dyd it in effecte: and that I sayd, thou neuer gaynsaydest. Certaynly thou were in my hart, and I in thyne entrayles: I was thyne, and thou were myne. We beinge together, hit semed to all other that we were but one, and of one wyll. What is it my frende Piramon? Thou writest howe thou arte heuy, and yet thou doest not shewe the cause why: thou complaynest yt thou art almost deed, and thou shewest me not who taketh thy life fro the. If thou wilt not shewe to my thyn yll destenies, sith thou [Page 95] arte my frende, I wyll thou knowe, that I demaunde it of right. If thou wylte not, I wyl that thou knowe, that ye pitiefull goddes haue determined, that all pleasures and profyte shall departe from my house: and that all heuines and domages shall be registred in my personne. Sithe I am prince of al honour, being in tribulation, yf thou wol­deste, thou canste not escape out of my seignourie. For if thou complayne, that thou arte vnhappy in fortune, than I esteme my selfe to be happy in vnhappynes. I demand one thynge of the. Whan haste thou sene me haue suffici­ente, and thou nede? Whan haste thou sene me slepe, and thou wake? and whan haste thou trauayled, and I rested? Of trouthe sithe the goodes and persones are theyr owne propre, the trauayles and yl aduentures are always com­mon. One thynge thou oughtest to knowe, if in myne a­mitie thou wylte perseuer, that all my goodes are thyne, and all thyn euylles are myn, syth thou arte borne to lyue easyly, and to be gentilly ordered and intreated, and I do lyue for to trauayle. I say not this faynyngely: for thou haste hadde experience of me, that whan Iamaria thy sy­ster dyed, that was no lesse vertuous than fayre, thou sa­west wel whan she was buried deed, I was buried quick: and at the sowne of my teares thin eies daunced. Sythe thou holdest suche sureties of my person, surely thou maist discouer to me thy peyne. Yet as often as I haue deman­ded it, there hath not fayned reasons fayled in the. I re­quire the, and desyre the agayne, and in the name of the goddes I pray the, and in theyr names I coniure the, that thou dispose all thy sorowes into myn entrayles. For the way that thou goeste, I wyll not leaue one pace to go fro the same: if thou go, I wyll go: if thou reste, I wyll reste: yf thou worke, I wyll worke: if thou leue of, I wyll doo the same: if thou wylt dye, thou knowest well, I wyll not [Page] lyue. Regarde frende what thou wylt do. For thyne euyls and myne, tormente bothe one harte. If thou haue disple­sure, all thynges displease me: if thou wepe, I swere fro hensforthe neuer to laughe: if thou discharge the of thy peyne, fro hensforth I shall take it for myne: if thou go a­lone, I wil forsake company, and forth with lyue solytari­ly. What wylt thou that I shuld desyre? For al that euer thou wylt I wyll. Thou complaynest, that in all thy tra­uayles thou canst fynd no parent to remedy the, nor frend to counsel the. I swere to the my frende Pyramon, that of these two thinges I haue as moche pouertie in my howse as thou hast sorow in thyn. I knowe wel the remedy shuld come by ryches, and by councell, and consolation of them that be wise. And by reason of my heuy destenies, slouthe hath taken fro me the knowlege of wisedome: and fortune wyll not permytte me to haue great riches. Certaynely I wepe for thy myserie, and yet there is but smalle remedy in me. Thou sayeste in thy letter, that thy neyghbours and frendes in promysynge haue behighte the many thynges: but in giuynge they do nothyng. Hereof I meruaylle: for the vertuous hand is not bound to make the tonge a fole. Truly though our fete daunce, our handes shulde werke at the sowne of the tonge: our lyfe endethe in fewe dayes, and our renoume in fewer. Promys is an aunciēt custome among the sonnes of vanite, and of custome the tonge speketh hastily, and the handes worke at leysure. Nowe lette vs speake more particularly.

¶Thou oughtest not to complayne, in that thou fyndest not but in a fewe, that dyuers haue founde in the alone. Custome is to receyue forthwith and meryly, and to gyue slowelye with ylle wylle and repentaunce. They that be presumptuous do the one, and they whiche be sloutheful, do the other. The Grekes saye: that he that promysethe [Page 96] and is longe in fulfyllyng, is but a slacke frende. We Ro­mayns say, that he is moch better that denieth forthwith, bycause he wyll not begyle hym that asketh. In this case I say, He that may gyue and gyueth not, is a clere enne­my: and he that promiseth forthewith, and is longe or he do it, is but a suspecious frende. What nede wordis to our frēdes, whā we may succour them with workes? Is it not right, to whom we gyue our hartis, which is ye best thinge within vs, that we giue him our tongue, that is the worste thinge of all our vyces? In good sothe the goddis wylle not suffre in the place of amitie, to desire any thyng of our frende in hast, & to be driuen it of with long delaying. Pla­to in his lawes sayth, We commande, that in our gouer­nynge, that polytike counsayle be gyuen to them, that be in prosperitie, to thentent that they decay not: and to suc­cour them that be in heuines and trouble, to thentent that they despaire not. Certainly vnder these wordes are com­prised dyuers great sentences. Thou knowest wel my frēd Piramon, that swete wordes cōfort the hart but lytle that is in tribulation, but if there be some good workes ther­with. I wyl nat deny, but that they, to whom we haue gi­uen oure good wylles in the tyme of our prosperytie, be bounde to gyue vs of their goodes, & to shewe vs fauour in our aduersitie. I demande one thing of the, Wherfore holdest thou a presumptuous lycence to demaunde? And reprouest on the other part the lybertie of denieng. Truly as there is shame in the demanding, there is obligation in some thyng to deny: an importunate man is not worthy to haue mercy. Thou mayst knowe, if thou knowe it not my frēd Piramō, that to attayn to euery thing yt is demāded, belongeth only to the goddis. To giue al thing that is de­māded is no signe of any seruāt. And to deny any thing is of liberte. To wepe for yt is denied is the cōditiō of tirātis. [Page] And to conne no thanke for that is gyuen, is the conditi­on of the Barbaryens: and to haue euer a stedfaste hoope of that is denyed, is the guyse of the Romaynes. One of these thinges, wherein Gayus Cesar shewed hym selfe to be of high courage was, that he had moste greattest ioye whan the senate refused any thynge desyred by hym. Of­tentymes he sayde: There is nothynge wherin Rome gy­ueth me more glorye and renowme to my persone, thanne whan I shewe my selfe moste hasty to demaunde, and they moste styffe to denye me: to thentent that after they shuld knowe, what is my power to abyde, and howe lyttel theyr strength is to resist. Me thynk it is better to haue recours to the goddis with vertues, than to displease theym with quarelles. And to gyue contentation to thy reposed wyll, whan thou seest thy selfe in tribulation: and that thou de­maundest of the goddis and of men to be frustrate, thou oughtest to measure it with a ryght measure, and to payse it in a ryght balaunce, the great quantitie that hath bene gyuen to the, and the lyttell quantitie that hath be graun­ted the. O howe vncourteyse be we to the goddis, and of small remembraunce to men, whan we mynishe with for­getfulnes, that we haue receyued of them: and that lytle that hath ben refused vs, we augment it with complayn­tes? Frende Pyramon, I am begyled if thou be not fyftye yeres of age, and all that season thou haste done nothyng but receyued gyftes: and yet for al that, I haue nat seene the do one day of seruice. Certaynly it is no reson to com­playne of .viii. dayes of yll fortune, beynge fyfty yeres of age. Thou sayest in thy letter, howe thou hast moch pein, bycause thou knowest all thy neyghbours to be enuyous. In good soth I haue peyne for thy peyne, and of thy mer­uaylyng I haue great meruayle. For all admiration pro­cedethe but by surmountynge of ignorance, and faulte of [Page 97] experience. Doth the quicke vnderstandynge of men rule the lyfe of thē that be mortall, that they nede not to thinke of the trauayle to come, hauynge in theyr handes hasty re­medy? If they be hungry, they maye eate: whan they are colde, they may warme theym: if they be slepy, they maye slepe: whan they be wery, they maye rest: When they are sycke, they may be healed: whan they are heuye, they maye reioyce, in suche maner, that the thoughtfull lyfe passeth, some to make tiltes and lystes, some to make armure and scaffoldes, some to inuente newe gynnes, and some to re­payre bulwarkes. I say the world and the flesh do nought els but fyghte ageynst vs, and we haue nede at all tymes to defende vs fro them. All these remedyes are ageynst the trauayle of the fleshe. But what shall we do, that the cur­sednes of enuy extende not amonge all these? Cursed is that welthe, that euery man enuieth. Certaynly agaynste enuy is no fortresse to defend, nor caue to hyde, nor hye hil to mount on, nor thycke wodde to shadowe in, nor shyppe to scape in, nor horse to beare away, nor money to redeme vs. Enuy is so venomous a serpent, that there was neuer mortall man amonge mortalles, that coulde scape fro the bytynge of her tothe, and scratchynge of her nayles, foy­lynge of her fete, and poisonynge of her poyson. I swere to the my frende Pyramon, that such as fortune lifteth vp with great ryches, she full of crueltie gyueth theym pro­founde bytynges. Enuie is so enuious, that to them, that of her are mooste denyed, and sette fardest of, she gyuethe moste cruell strokes with her fete. This vnhappye enuye prepareth poyson secretely fro them that be in rest among dyuers pleasures.

¶I haue redde dyuers bookes of Hebrewe, Greke, La­tyn, and Caldee: And also I haue spoken with many very wise men, to se if there might be foūde any remedy ageinst [Page] an enuious man. I confesse the truth: Rede all that can be redde, and imagine al that can be, demaunde all that can be demaunded, and ye shall fynde none other cure a­geinst this cursed enuie, but to banyshe vs fro all prospe­ritie, and to sytte with aduerse fortune. O howe vnhappy ar they that be in prosperitie: for iustely they that be sette vp in hygh estate, can not flee from the perille of Scilla, without fallynge into Charibdis. They can not scape the peryll, without castinge their treasures into the see. I say that the malady of enuy wyll not suffre theym to scape fro dethe, and the medicine that is applyed to them, wyll not assure their lyfe. I can not determine me, whiche is the beste, or to saye more properly the worste, extreme myserie without the danger of fortune, or extreme prosperitie, that is always thretened to falle. In this case to be so extreme I wyl not determin me, sith in the one is a perillous lyfe, and in the other renoume is sure.

¶I shall tell the, what wise Cicero sayde, whan he was pursued with many at Rome: Beholde you Romaines, I holde you not for so good, nor my selfe so ylle, to saye the trouth always, nor always to make lyes. I am certayne, that ye bere me none enuie, for that I am not as ye be, but it is bycause ye can not be as I am. In this case I had ra­ther that my ennemies had enuye at my prosperitie, than my frendes at my pouertie.

¶This oratour spake after the appetite of them that be in prosperitie, leuynge to gyue remedy to them that be so­rowfull. And after this Cicero had sene the feldes of Far­salye, he toke other councell and remedy, suche as pleased hym in Rome. For if Cesar had granted him his goodes, yet yt turned not his credence and renoume. Surely frend Pyramō I know no remedy to gyue the ageinst enuy, sith thou seest al the world ful therof, we se how we be the sons [Page 97] of enuy, and we liue with enuy, & die with enuy: & he that leueth most ryches, leaueth the greatest enuy. The ancient wise men coūsailed rich men, that they shuld not haue pore folkes nere them: and they admonished the pore, that they shuld nat dwell nere to the rych. And truly it is good rea­son. For the richesse of riche men is the sede of enuy to the poore. And bycause the pore mā lacketh and the riche hath to moche, causeth discorde among the people. I swere by ye goddis immortal, frēde Pyramon, though they that be yl wolde that I shuld swere falsely, as moche as riches with thought norisheth couetise, so moch the enuious norisheth enuy therby. I tell the one thynge, and that is, that it is no good counsell to flee enuy, and to auoyde the vertu cō ­trarye to the same. Homer saithe, yt in his tyme there were two Grekes extreme in all extremities: The one was ex­treme in riches, & therfore he was ꝑsecuted by enuy, & that was Achilles: & the other was sore noted of malice, but no man had enuy at hym, and that was Thiestes. Certaynly I had leuer be Achilles with his enuy, thā Thiestes with­out it. Thou knowest well, that we Romaynes serche not but for reste in our lyfe, and for honour after deathe. And sithe it is so, it is not possible but the man that euery man enuieth his renoume, ought to be exalted in the rest of his lyfe. And sithe I see these two thynges in the, suche as be thy frendes taketh lyttell thought, for that thyn ennemies murmure ageinste the. Thou wrytest to me, howe they of Lyons doo well, and are mery, excepte thy selfe, that arte heuy, and full of pensyuenesse. And sith they shewe not to haue pleasure at thy displeasure, shewe not thy selfe dys­pleased with their pleasure. For it maye chaunce one day they shall be sorowfull, whan that thou art merye: Than thou shalt be quite with them. In an euyll persone there can be no greatter yll, nor in a good man a greatter faute, [Page] than to be displeased with an other mans welthe, and to take pleasure at an other mans harme. And in case that al do vs domage with enuy, yet moche more a frende, than the enemy. For of myn enmy I wyl beware, and for feare he wyll withdrawe: but a frende with his amitie may be­gyle me, and I by my fidelitie shal not perceyue. Amonge all mortall ennemies there is none wors than a frend that is enuyous of my felicitie. Pyramon my frende, I wylle conclude, if thou wylt withdrawe thy selfe fro ennemies, than kepe company with thyn owne familiar frendes. I wote not what to write more to the, but with all my harte I lamente thy heuynesse. Thou knowest howe thy nyece Brusia was slayne with a dagger by her owne husbande. I had great compassion for her deth, and for the renoume that she lefte behynde her. Flauius Priscus thyn vncle is newely made Censure. The processe betwene thy brother Fornion and Britio is determyned by the senate, and hit pleaseth me ryghte well, that they be frendes, and euerye man well content. The boke intytuled the consolation of heuynes I haue ended, and layde it in the capitol. I haue writen it in Greke, and that is the cause that I sent it not to the. But I do sende the a ryche swerde, and a fayre gyr­dell. Faustine my wyfe dothe salute the, and sendethe thy wyfe two sclaues. The goddis be my kepers, and comfort the in thy present heuynesse. Marke the man fortunate, to Pyramon sore discomforted.

¶A letter sent by Marcus the emperour to Corne­lius of the trauayle of warre, and vani­tie of triumph. ¶The seconde Letter.

[Page 99] MArcke emperour of Rome to the Corne­lius my faythfulle frende, salutation to thy person, and good fortune to thy desi­red lyfe. As thou in tyme passed, haste bene partener of my trauayles, I haue sente to calle the to gyue the pleasure of my tryumphes. By the haboundance of rychesse, diuersitie of captiues, fiersnes of capitayns that we haue brought to Rome, thou mayst perceyue what pe­ryls we haue suffred in this warre. The parthes are good men of warre: & as euery man findeth in their own lande defendeth their houses with stronge hart: and surely they do lyke good men. For without reason we dye of affection to take other mens goodes: & they with reason do labour to defende that is their owne. Lette no man take enuy at the Romayn capitayn, for any triumph that is gyuen him by his mother Rome: For one day of honour, he is a. M. dayes in dispaire of his lyfe. I wylle not speake that I myght say of them that be in warre, and dwell in Rome, & ben cruell iuges of their owne fame. And sith that the ꝓ­pre renome of a man lyeth in other folkes tonges, it is not sayde bycause his persone hath meryted, but bycause that they doo shewe theyr enuye. But our foolyshenes is so fo­lyshe, and the reputation of men soo vayne, that for one vayne worde, more than for our profytte, we put our lyfe in daunger, and lay our honour to gauge with trauayle, rather than to lyue, and to assure our renoume with reste. I swere by the goddis immortall, that the daye of my try­umph being in the chariot, I was as pensiue as I myght be. O Rome cursed be thy foly, & wo be to hym that hath brought vp in the soo moche pride. And cursed be he that hath inuented so great pompe in the. What greatter or more vnegall lyghtnes can be, than that a Romayne ca­pitayn, [Page] bicause he hath conquered realmes, altered peasi­bles, dystroyed cityes, caste downe fortresses, robbed the poore, enriched tyrantis, shedde moche bloode, and made infinite wydowes, shoulde for recompence of all these do­mages be receyued with great triumph? Where hast thou sene a greter foly? Infinite nombre is distroyed in warre, & one alone shal beare away the glorie therof. And though suche miserable conquerours merited not to be buried, yet whan I went through the stretes of Rome (I telle it as a secrete betwene the and me) that whanne the charyotte tryumphaunt came, and the vnhappy prysoners charged with yrons, remembring the infinite treasures yll gotten, and heryng the lamentations of the wydowes sorowfully wepynge for the dethe of their husbandes, and callynge to mynde our manyfolde frendes deed: though I reioyced me openly, I wepte droppes of bloode secretely. I canne not telle what personne taketh pleasure in hym selfe of an other mannes dammage. In this case I prayse not the Assyriens, nor I enuye not the Persians, nor am contente with the Lacedemoniens, nor approue the Caldeens, nor content me with the Grekes. I curse the Troyans, and condempne them of Carthage, bycause they folowed not the zeale of Iustyce, but what they dyd in their tyme was with rage of pryde, wherby they and theyr realmes were brought into sclaunder, and was occasion to lese vs. O cursed Rome, cursed thou haste ben, and cursed thou shalt be. For if the fatal destenies deceiue me not, & myn vnder­standynge fayle me not, and that fortune holde not faste, we shall se in tyme to come, Rome shall be in lyke case as other realmes be nowe in our dayes. And where as nowe with tyranny thou arte lady ouer all seignouryes, it shall comme by Iustyce, that thou shalte tourne to be bonde to theym, that are nowe vnder thy bondage. O ylle fortu­nate [Page 99] Rome: I say it bycause that vertue is so dere in the, and makest folye soo greate cheape. Peraduenture thou art more autentike than Babylon, fayrer than Hely, ry­cher than Carthage, stronger than Troye, better peopled thanne Thebes, more stored with shyppes than Corinthe, more delicious than Thyre, more inexpugnable than A­quilie, more happy than Numancy: we see howe they all are peryshed, for all theyr vertues and valiant defenders, and thou hopest to abyde perpetually, stored with them yt be vicious, and peopled with suche as be full of vyce. O Rome, marke this for certayne, that the glorie that thou hast at this houre, was fyrste theyrs: and this distruction that nowe is theyrs, hereafter shall be thyn. My dere frēd Cornelius, shall I shewe the the losse of the Romayne people, but I can not telle it the without wepynge? I the emperour of Rome commaunde, I make decrees for the warre: if any countreye aryse, by sownynge of a troum­pette to make menne to reyse theyr baners, and to create newe Capytaynes. And hit is a thynge very euydente to see, that whan they reyse theyr standerdes, and haue leaue to make and assayle ennemyes, chyldren leaue theyr mo­thers, Studentes leaue theyr scholes, seruauntes forsake theyr maysters, and officers theyr offyces, to the entente that vnder the colour and crafte of goynge to warre, they shulde not be chastysed by Iustice. They haue noo feare of the goddes, nor reuerence to the temples, nor obedy­ence to theyr fathers, nor loue nor awe of the people, and loue to lyue ydylly, and hate iuste labour, and theyr exer­cyses are domageable. Somme doo robbe the churches, somme make qarelles and stryffes, and somme breake gates open and beare the goodes away. Sometyme they take theym that be at lybertie, and delyuer theym that shulde be prisoners. They passe the nyghtes in playes, [Page] and the days in blasphemes: Finally they ar vnfete to do wel: & are holly disposed to do yl. What shall I say of their neclygence? I am ashamed to write it. They leaue theyr owne wyues and take other mens, They dyshonour the daughters of honeste men, and begyle yonge maydens, They enforce theyr hostesses, and neyghbours wiues: and worste of al, the women that do go with them, sette theym agog that do tarye. And soo in this maner none of these women that so go, scapeth without losse of honour, and the other ar striken with vices in theyr hartes, bicause they tarye. Thinke surely Cornelius, that the enterprises are smalle, where as women do goo to warre. Thou knowest, that the women Amazones haue made greatter warre in Grece, than the cruell ennemies, and not for bycause they had not men ynowe, but bycause they were soo many wo­men. Pyrrhus was ouercome by Alexander, The valyant capitayne Hanyball was lorde of Italy, as long as he suf­fred no women to come in his warres. And when he was enamoured of a fayre yonge damoysell of Capue, he was faine forthwith to turne his backe to Rome, bicause Rome clensed the felde fro lecherie. For the same cause Numan­cie was caste to the erthe. And I my selfe haue sene in the warre of Parthes .xvii.M. horsemen .lxxx.M. fote men, and .xxxv.M. women. And our besines went so, that fro our hoste I sent away Faustine my wyfe, and so dydde o­ther senatours their wyues home to theyr houses, to then­tent that they shulde serue them that were olde, and bring vp their chyldren. That daye that a Patricion is appro­ued by the Senate, and ledde aboute Rome by the Con­sules, the egle is hanged at his brest, and his raymente is reade, and he after ryseth in suche pryde, that he remem­breth not the pouertie of the tyme passed, but thynkethe to be emperour of Rome forthwith. Beholde than what [Page 101] they do. They writh their berdes, and ruffle their heares, boystous their wordes, they chaunge their clothes, & rolle their eien, that they may seme the fierser. And finally, they loue to be feared, & hate to be loued. And wotest thou not, that they wyll be feared? On a day being at Pentapolyn, I harde a capitayne of myn, not seinge me, swere and blas­pheme, sayinge to a woman his hostesse: ye vyllaynous people, wyll not knowe the capitaynes of warre: I wyll thou knowest mother, that the erthe neuer trembleth, but whan it is thret of a capitayne Romayne: and god neuer causeth the sonne to shyne, but where as we be obeyed. But nowe frende Cornelius, sythe I haue blasoned his vaunt, harken his vertue and worthynesse. I swere to the, that the sayde capytayne, for al his booste, beinge in a cru­ell battayle, was the firste that fled alone fro the batayle, and lefte the standerde: wherin he dydde inough, to cause me lose the field. But whan it was done, I caused to strike of his heed. It is an infallible rule, that they, that shewe them selfe moste fierse, in effecte are moste cowardes. ¶In dyuers bookes I haue redde, and of dyuers I haue harde, and in many I haue seene, that it can not fayle in a man, that can suffre and take pacience, to haue vertue and force: And it is meruayle, that he is stronge and valyant, that can not suffre. What shall I saye more of the greues and domages, that these menne of warre do, in passynge through realmes, & of theftes and robberies, that they cō ­mytte in the houses, where as they lodge? I ensure the, the worme in ye tymbre, nor the mothes in the clothes, nor the sparcle in the towe, nor the darnel amōge the corne, nor the wesel among the grayn, nor the caterpyllers in fruit trees, dothe not soo moche domage, as one companye of menne of warre dothe hurte the poore people. They leaue noo cattayle vnslayne, no gardeyne vnrobbed, no wylde beast vn­chased, [Page] nor no mayde vndefloured: and yet which is wors, they eate without payment, and they wyll not serue with­out payement, nor no man can conuerse & endure amonge them. Whan they are payde, by and by they play it away: if they be not payde, they robbe, and grudge: and the case is come to so great corruption, that if thou sawest it, thou woldest say, that eche of them were the heed of rumour, and the begynnynge of stryfe, poyson to vertues, Pyrate of rouers, and capitayne of al wretched theues. I say not this withoute wepynge. It is the greattest mockynge of all mockeries: and the cause gothe to suche losse and par­dition, that these myscheuous people ar our homely & fa­miliar enmies: & yet there is no emperour, that can haue lordshyppe ouer them, nor iustyce chastise them, nor feare withdrawe them, nor lawe subdue them, nor shame refrain them, nor dethe that can kyll theym, for they be men reme­dylesse: They ouer renne, and eate, and dispoyle euerye manne. O howe sorowfull I am for the Rome, that was not wont to haue in the suche yll aduentures. Certaynely in the auncient tyme, whan thou were peopled with ryght and trewe Romayns, and not as thou arte nowe with ba­starde chylderne, than the armies, that wente froo Rome, were as well disciplyned and morigerate, as the schooles of the philosophies, that were in Grece. The olde aunci­ent hystories wytnesse, that kynge Philyp of Marcedony, and his sonne Alexāder, were happy in warre, bicause they kepte theyr armyes soo welle ordered, that it seemed bet­ter, to be a senate ruled, than an armye that wolde fyght. I swere to the by min honestie, that fro the tyme of Quin­tus Cincinatus, vnto the noble Marcus Marcellus, (in the whyche tyme was the greattest prosperitie of Rome) the common people had great glorie, as longe as the dis­cipline of knyghthoode was welle corrected: and we be­ganne [Page 102] to lose, whan our capitaynes beganne to deserue, to be depraued and condempned. O cursed be thou Asye, and cursed be the day, that we hadde conquest of the. The goodnes that hath folowed therby, we se it at our eye: and the domage that is come by the, shall all wayes be soro­wed. In the we haue wasted our treasures, and thou haste filled vs with thy vices: In chaunge of stronge and ver­tuous men, thou haste sent thy wantons to vs: We haue ouercome thy cities, and thou triumphest of our vertues: we haue beaten downe thy fortresses, and thou hast distroied our good customes: by force thou art become ours, and with our good wylles, we are nowe thyne: Vniustely we are lordes of thy realmes, and we are iust subiectes to thy vices: Finally, thou Asye shalt be the sepulchre of Rome, and thou Rome shalte be the syncke and gutter of the fyl­thynes of Asye. Certaynely Rome ought to haue ben con­tente with the landes of Italye, whiche is the nauyl of the world, without conqueryng the landes of Asye, to bereue them from other. I lyke wel al thinges that I haue red of my predecessours, sauynge that they were prowde, as we theyr successours be to hardy. And I sweare vnto the, that yet peraduenture, after the peyne, we shall becomme ver­tuous and good. All the rychesse and tryumphes, that our forefathers haue broughte out of Asye, the goodes and the rychesse, and they also, with the tyme at laste hadde an ende: but the wantonnesse and vyces, that are in vs theyr chyldren, doothe remayne stylle vnto this daye. I wolde to god, that the princis knewe, what an outragious thing it is, to inuent warres in straunge landes and countreis, and what trauayle they serche in theyr persons, and what thoughtes in their mindes, and what murmure and mocion in theyr subiectes, what ende and wastinge of theyr ry­chesses and treasures, What pouertie to theyr frendes, [Page] what plesure to their ennemies, what domage to their na­tiue countreys, and what poyson they leaue to their owne enherytours? I sweare to the, that if I had knowen, that I do knowe (I wyll not say, but by bloude shedde they be taken) if they had offered them selfe with good wylle, and shedynge of teares, I wolde not haue taken theym. The trouthe is, that our capitaynes neuer slewe .xx.M. men of Asie, with their armour, that they bare out of Italye, but they loste mo than a. C.M. Romayns, with the vices that they brought to Rome: As eatynge openly in the palayes Ausonios, suppyng in their houses secretly, the women to cloth them as men, and the men peynted as women, The Patritiens bearynge Measques, The Plebeyens vsinge smelles, and the emperours to weare purpul. These .vii. vices of Asie, Asie sent for a present to Rome. Seuen noble capitayns broughte them, I leaue to shewe their names, leste I shulde shame theym with their faultes, sythe they were so noble men by their highe dedes. Nowe ye princis, beholde what profitte it is, to take straunge realmes with our warres: I leaue the vices, that they recouer, and the vertues that they lese, with the perdition of their treasure that they loue. For certayne there is neyther kynge nor realme broughte to extreme pouertie, but by watrynge a straunge realme, with fynall and extreme conquest. I de­maund of the myne owne frend Cornelius, What causeth princis, to lese their treasure, and require them of other? Whan their owne can not suffyse, then they take fro chur­ches, serche dyuers lones, reyse tributes, and inuent new subsydies, gyue and spende on straungers, and make him selfe hated of his owne, pray euery man, and haue nede of euery man: aduenture his persone, and aduenture his re­noume? If thou knoweste not this, I wyll tell the, if thou wylte here me. These princis counsell with men, they liue [Page 103] with men, and fynally at the last they are men. At one time by pryde, that surmounteth them, an other tyme by coun­cell, that fayleth them, some imagininge by theyr fanta­sies, some sayinge, that if he haue great goodes, he ought to encrease his fame, and that no memory shuld be of him, if he inuented no warre, & that the emperour of Rome by right, is lord of al the erth. And in this maner, as his for­tunes is base, & his thoughtes hygh, the goddis suffre, yt whā he thinketh iustly to wynne an other mans, than iust­ly he loseth his owne. O princis, I can not tell what begi­leth you, for where as ye maye be ryche with pleasure, ye wyll be poore with warre: where as ye may be beloued, ye wyll be hated: where as ye may play and sporte your self, and reste in a sure lyfe, ye wyll committe your selfe to the chaunces of fortune: and where as other haue necessitie of you, ye put your selfe to be in the necessitie of other. And thoughe the prince make no warre, he shuld not suffre his people to warre: Euery manne ought to leaue the warre. Frend Cornelius, I demaund of the, whether is more trauaylle to his persone, or domage to his realme, a kynges ennemies, orels his owne armie? His ennemies robbe on the costes, but our men robbe all the londe: The enmyes maye be resisted, but we dare not speake to our owne men. The ennemies enuade vs on one day, and recule backe a­geyn, but our garisons robbe daily, and abyde styll. The strangers haue some feare, but ours are shameles: and at the last, the farther that our ennemies goo, the more they waxe liberall, and our armies of men, euery daye encrease in crueltie, in suche wyse, that they offend the goddis, and be importunate to theyr princes, and noyful to the people, lyuynge to the domage of euery man, and be vnprofyta­ble to al men. By the god Mars, I swere to the, and as I maye be holpen in the warres, that I gouerne with my [Page] hande, I haue mo complayntes dayly from the senate on the capitaynes that ben in Illyrike, than on all the enne­mies of the Romayne people: I haue more feare in main­teynynge one standarde of a hundred menne, than to giue battaylle to .l.M. ennemies. For the goddis and fortune dispatche a battayle in an houre, be it good or badde: but with these other, I can do nothyng in al my lyfe. Thus it hath ben my frende Cornelius, and thus it is, and thus it shall be. Thus I founde it, thus I holde it, and thus I shall leaue it. Our fathers dyd inuente it, and we susteyne it, that be their chyldren, and for ylle, it shal abyde to our heires. I say to the one thyng, and I thynke I am not de­ceyued therin: To endure so great domage, and to no profitte of the people, I thinke it a great foly in man, or els a great punishement of the goddis. Be the goddis soo iuste in all iustice, and so true in all veritie, that they wyll suf­fre vs without reason, to do yl in strange landes, to whom we dydde neuer good, and in our owne howses to haue shrewde tournes of them, to whom we haue alwaye done good? These thynges frende Cornelius, I haue writen to the, not bycause I thynke it nedefull, that thou shuldeste knowe it: but my spirite resteth in shewyng of it. Panuti­us my secretatrie went to visite this land, and on the way I gaue him this letter, and I do send to the two horses, I thynke they be good. The armour and iewels, that I won on the Parthes, I haue departed them. Howe be it I sēde the a chariot of theym. My wyfe Faustyne salutethe the, and sendeth to thy wife a riche glasse, and an ouche of pre­cious stones to thy doughter: I beseche the goddis, to giue the good lyfe and me a good death. Marcus thy loue writeth to the Cornelius his frend.

¶To Torcates beinge at Gayette, in consola­tion of his banysshement. ¶The .iii. letter.

MArke of mount Celio, companion of the em­pire, to the Torcate, beinge at Gayette, pa­tricien Romain, salute to thy person, and vertue and force against aduers fortune. It is a thre monthes, sythe I receiued thy letter, the whiche myn eies myght not make an ende to rede, nor my handes to answere. I am so heuy for thy heuinesse, so pein­full for thy peyn, and so hurt with thy wounde, that where as thou wepest with thyn eies outwardely, I weepe with my harte inwardly. I wote what difference is betwene the tree and the croppe, and the dreme fro the trouthe: I here of thy trauayles by straunge persons, and I fele them in myn owne person. But where as true frendes be, the pey­nes are in cōmen. The greate infortunes ought to be suf­fred for one thynge, bycause they declare, who ar the true frendes. I knowe by thy, letter howe thou arte banyshed from Rome, and all thy goodes confyscate, and that for pure heuynes, thou arte sycke in thy body. I wolde go se the, and counsayle thy person, bycause that thou myghtest see, with what harte and wyll, I doo wepe for thy mysad­uenture. But if thou take me for thy trewe frende, beleue me, as I beleue the, that is, howe moche I feele thy mys­aduenture. Of trouthe, as thou art banyshed bodyly, soo am I banysshed inwardely in my harte. And yf thy goo­des or substaunce be taken away fro the, I am robbed of a good frende and companyon. And yf thou lackeste thy frendes, I am abydynge amonge myn enmies. Though I might remedy by workynge of my power, thy banysh­ment: yet I wyl counsaile thy spirite with certain wordis. [Page] If I be not forgetfull, I neuer sawe the contente in this lyfe: bycause thou were euer besye in thy prosperitie, and wery of any aduersitie. And as nowe, I se the dispayre, as though thou were but new come into this worlde. I haue knowen the this .xxxii. yeres in great ioy: and nowe thou complaynest of .vi. monethes, that fortune hathe tourned her whele. O Torcate, nowe thou mayst knowe, that ver­tuous men, feare more two dayes of prosperitie than two hundred of aduerse fortune. O howe manye menne, and howe manye ryche cities haue thou and I sene, slyppe fro their prosperities, throughe their vycyous lyuynge and straunge enmities? In suche wise, that theyr vaynglorye and slypper prosperitie, endured but two dayes: and the hurtes and losse that they haue hadde, and the cruell and extreme enmities, the whiche also that they haue wonne, lasteth to this daye in their heires. Contrarye wyse, we see some set in the height of tribulations, the whiche haue es­caped by castynge away vyces, clothynge them with ver­tues, wery of euyll warkes, folowynge goodnes, beinge frendes to all, and ennemies to none. What wylte thou, that I shulde say more? They that are happye, are ouer­come in peace, and they that are vnhappy, do ouercomme other in warre. Therfore my frende Torcate, it semeth to me, no lesse necessite, to gyue good counsayle, than to pros­per with great prosperitie, to remedy them that are in gret heuynesse. For as wery are they, that go the playn way, as they that costeth the hyghe mountaynes. By thy letter I perceiue, that what tyme thou hopedst to haue ben in most quietnes and rest, this yll fortune and chaunce fell on the. Be nat abashed therof. For thoughe that all newe chaun­ces causeth newe thoughtes presently, yet therby cometh more cause of stedfastnes in tyme to come. Certaynly the tree beareth not so moche fruite, there as it springeth first, [Page 105] as it dothe whan it is newe set in an other place. And all good smelles are more odoriferous, if they be wel medled and chaufed togyther. I pray the tell me, abydynge in the worlde, beinge a chylde of the same, and louing the world, what hopest thou to haue of the worlde, but worldly thin­ges? the worlde shall always be the worlde. At this houre thou art worldly, and shalt be worldly, and shalt be entreated as the worlde is accustomed to entreate theym that be worldly. If thou knewest thy selfe and thy weakenesse, yf thou knewest fortune and her mutation, if thou kneweste the men and their malices, if thou knewest the worlde, and the flatteryng therof, thou woldest reyse the fro the hande therof with honour, and not be chastysed with infamye. O howe we hope to sprede by fortune? O how often with­oute respecte vnwares we passe this lyfe? O howe often we truste the bobaunce of this worlde? and we trust therin as moche as though it neuer begyled man. I say it not bi­cause I haue harde it sayde, nor bycause I haue redde it in bokes: but for we se it dayly with our eies, somme decaye and lese their goodes, other fall and loose their credence, some falle in syght, and leese their honour, and other arise and lose theyr lyues, and some thynke, that all are free by pryuilege, where as neuer none were pryuyleged. O my frende Torcate, of one thynge I am certayne, and let eue­ry man take it for a warnyng: Men, by whom we be borne, be of so yll disposition, and the worlde so fierse and cruel, with whom we lyue, and the glydynge serpente fortune so full of poyson, that they hurte vs with their fete, & byte vs with their teethe, and scratche vs with theyr nayles, and swelle vs with their poyson, soo that the passynge of the lyfe is no lesse than takynge of deathe. And in case thou haste sene somme lyue longe without any falle of fortune, thynke not it is well, for it is not by good aduenture, but [Page] the more his yll fortune. The worlde is so malicious, that if we take not hede to prepare against his wrinches, it wyl ouerthrowe vs to our greatter losse and hurt. Moche soo­ner dye they that ben helthful with the infirmities & sycke­nes of few days, than they that be weke with their lāgour of many yeres. I say this bycause I hold it for most sure­tie, that the myserable manne, that maye not lyue without myseries, shulde fele the peynes by lyttell and lyttell, and not all at ones. We eate diuers thinges by morsels, which if we shulde eate hole, wold choke vs. In lykewyse by dy­uers dayes we suffre dyuers trauayles, whiche al togyder wolde make an ende of vs in one day. And than sythe the goddis wyll permytte, that thy mysfortune shall fall, and that the ryuer of thy decay ouerflowe her chanell, & where thou wenest to be most sure, thou shalt be in greatest peryl, we shall minister to the a syrope, to thentent that thou lose not thy good renoume, though thou haue loste thy goodis that be nought. Telle me I praye the Torcate, why com­playnest thou, as he that is sycke? Why criest thou lyke a foole? why syghest thou as a desperate man? Why wepest thou as a chylde? Thou haste gone an yll way, and com­playnest of thy reste. Thou arte clothed to goo throughe bushes, and thou sayest that thy gownes do teare. Thou walkest amonge the stoones, and arte sorye bycause thou fallest. Thou hast leaned, and thoughtest not to fal, and fy­nally thou arte sette with the worlde, and thynkeste to be free with heuen. Wylte thou haue saufeconduite of For­tune, that is ennemye to many? She can not giue the na­turalitie, whiche is mother to all thynges. I wyll axe the one thynge: I put case the see hadde promysed the, to be alway in suretie of her, and the skye clere wether, the som­mer snowes, and the wynter flowres. It wyll not be of a suretie Torcate. If nature canne not fulfylle this, beinge [Page 109] thyn owne mother, thinkest thou than, that fortune wylle gyue it the, whiche is thy vniuste stepmother? Kepe this rule for certayne, and neuer forget it, that al natural cour­ses are subiectes to mutation euery yere. And all worldely folke that truste on fortune, shall suffre eclyps euery mo­ment. And than sith naturall thynges can not be alwayes in one case, of necessitie the goodis of Fortune muste pe­ryshe, sythe they be superfluitie. Ryght vniuste shulde the ryghtwyse goddis be, yf they had made perpetuall that, whiche is domageable to so many: Or that whiche is pro­fitable, to haue created it fallyble. I wylle speake no more of thy prosperitie in tymes paste, but nowe I wyll comme to the banyshement that thou suffrest presentely. Suspe­cious fortune made a fayre at thy gate, knowynge what she solde: and thou wyste not what thou boughtest: She made a dere bargayne, and solde it dere to the: she hathe gyuen the sowre for swete, and the swete is tourned into sowrenesse for the: she hath gyuen the yuell for good, and hath tourned thy good to yl. And finaly she hath begyled the at a iuste price, not wenynge to the that she wold haue done the domage: and though that she was malycious in sellynge to the, thou were no lesse foolysshe in the byenge therof: for the more there is in fortunes shoppe, the more suspecte is the marchandyse. O howe vnhappy be we, for in that market is nothyng sold but lyes. And she trusteth nothynge but vppon the pledges of our renoume: and at laste wyll not be payde but with the shotte of our lyfe, and that is the mooste greatteste and myscheuous wounde. It is as openly knowē to euery man as to the, that where as they thynke not to leese theyr wares, false Fortune in that they purpose, to theyr myshappe lyeth in awayte, and is redy to bye theym. Thou makest me very sore abasshed Torcate. I haue reputed the ryghte wyse and vertuous, [Page] and nowe I take the for a loste foole. In good sothe whan I sawe the yonge in Gayette, I iudged the worthy to go­uerne Rome: and nowe that thou art olde, thou deseruest nothyng but to be cast in a galey as a sclaue. O howe ma­ny thynges are there to knowe a man by? There is not so hyghe a toppe of a hylle, but it is troden with feete: nor soo depe a see, but it is sounded with leade. And in a hun­dred yeres one manne can not attayne to knowe an other mannes harte. Telle me I praye the, what lokedste thou for of fortune, after soo greatte welthe? Lyuynge to the worlde, thynke to be in the world. The chyldren of vanite goo and walke soo longe, that at laste theyr disordynate desyre canne not take fro the worlde their antike vilanyes and shamfulnes, the whiche fortune dothe not with them that she hathe reysed vnto the skyes, thynkeste than, that she shal bowe with the to the loweste parties? O fole Tor­cate, thoughteste thou to passe the see without peryll, to eate flesshe withoute bones, To drynke wyne withoute lyes, to walke in the wayes without fyndynge stones, To bye wheate without chaffe? In good soth, if thou though­test to bye yl goodes without hindrance of thy good fame, and to maynteyn thy good renome without losse of yl got­ten goodes, I wolde wytte of the, what thou dydest hope to do, sithe soo longe season thou haste made a face in the worlde .xxxiii, yere thou hast ben in the grace of the world, nowe it is tyme fro hensforth to fall at some discorde ther­with, Abell, kyng of the Assiriens, hoped to haue but seuē yeres of good prosperitie. Queene Simiramis but one­ly syxe. Abell kynge of the Lacedemoniens fyue, Eutrete kynge of the Caldeens .iiii. Alexander kynge of the gre­kes .iii. Amylcar the great of Carthage but two, and our Gayus Cesar Romayne but one onely, and many before and sythe not one yere: And sith thou were the mooste vn­knowen [Page 107] of lynage, the grosseste of vnderstandynge, and the leaste of power, the darkest of fame, and the most weke in merites: wherfore than complayneste thou on fortune? If thou haddest ben vertuous in all these .xxx. yeres, thou haddest neuer eaten without thoughte, nor neuer spoken without suspection, nor slepte without stertyng, thinking what thou haddest to do, and wherin fortune myghte be­gyle the. He that is so longe besette aboute with soo many enemies, I can not tell howe he shuld take any sure slepe. Ah Torcate Torcate, the worlde hath so many falles, and we knowe so yll howe to continue amonge theym, that be worldly, that scantly we are fallen whan our handes and fete lyke sclaues be so faste tyed, that we can not lose them. It fylleth our persons full of vices, strengtheth our sine­wes to wickednes, weaketh our hartes in vertues, and fy­nally rendreth our spirites in a traunce, and masethe our vnderstandynge, and chaungeth our taste, and sufferethe vs as beastes to shewe our euylles that we fele with way­lynges, all though as men we durst not shew it. And that this is true, it appereth, that whanne we see, that we lose, we lament and complayne, and none can helpe hym selfe. This smal lesson I writte to the, to the ende thou shuldest lyue in lesse thoughte. The horse colte that thou dyddeste sende me, leapeth very well: The spanyell that thou sente to me, is well, but he is wylde: the calfe was verye fatte, and I wolde haue eaten it forthwith, but my wyfe Fau­styn besily prayed me to kepe it, and thynketh that it was stolen in a gardeyne. I sende to the .ii.M. sexters for to succour the in thy trauayles. And as touchinge thy bany­shement, at tyme conuenient I shal dispatch thy matters with the senate. The consolation of the goddis, and the loue of man be with the Torcate. The sodeynnes of euils, and the yre of the furies be seperate froo me Marcus Au­relius. [Page] Faustyn my wyfe greteth the, and in lyke wise fro her parte and ours, to thy mother in lawe, and thy wyfe haue vs recommended. Marc of Rome sendeth this wri­tynge to Torcate of Gayette.

¶A letter sent to Domitius of Capue to com­forte hym in his banisshemente. The fourth letter.

MArke oratour Romayn, borne on mount Celio, to the Domitian of Capue salute and consolation of the goddis consola­tours. In this right colde wynter there arose in this lande a myghty gret wynd, and by reason of the great wynde arose great quantitie of waters, and the wa­ters haue caused great humidites, and great humidities brede dyuers maladies and diseases: and amonge all the infirmities of this lande I haue the goute in my hande, and the ciatica in my legge. For the helth of my wyfe Faustine I can neyther go nor write. I saye it bycause I can not write to the so longe as the case wolde require, and as thy thankes meryteth, and my desyre coueteth. It is she­wed me, that by occasion of a hors thou hast had strif with Patricio thy neyghbour, & that thou art banished fro Ca­pue, and set in the prison Mamartyn. Thy goodis are cō ­fisked, and thy chyldren banished, thy house caste downe, and thy neuewe is putte out of the senate, and banysshed the senate for .x. yeres. It is tolde me, that all the daye thou wepest, and wakest by nyght: in company thou diest, and doest loue to reste solytarilye: Thou hateste pleasure, and louest pensyuenes. And I haue no meruayle: for the sorowefull hartes lyue with teares and wepynge, and be [Page 108] mery & laugh in dienge. I am ryght sory to se the lost: but moche more, that for so smalle a thynge thou shuld be cast away, as for a hors to lese al thyn estate. O howe variable is fortune, and howe soone a mysaduenture falleth before our eies? Fortune gyueth these euyls, & we see it not: with her handes she toucheth vs, and we fele it not: she tredeth vs vnder fete, and we knowe hit not: she speaketh in our eares, and we here her not: she crieth alowde vnto vs, and we vnderstande her not: and this is bycause we wyll not knowe her: and finally, whan we thynke we are moste su­rest, than are we in moste peryll. Trouth it is, that with a lyttell wynde, the fruyte falleth fro the tree: and with a lyttell sparcle the house is sette a fyre: a small rocke brea­keth a greatte shyppe: and with a lyttell stone the legge is hurte. I saye, that oftentyme of that we feare not, cometh greatte peryll. In a close Fistula, rather than in an open, the surgiens doubte the peryll: In depe styll waters the pilote feareth more than in the great hye wawes: Of se­cret enbushement, rather than of open armies, the warri­our doubteth. I wyll not onely say of straungers, but of hys owne propre, not of ennemyes, but of frendes, not of crewelle warre, but of peace, not of open domage or sclaunder, but of secrete peryll and myschiefe, a wyse man ought to beware. Howe many haue we sene, that the chances of Fortune coulde not abate, and yet within a shorte whyle after, vnwarenes with great ignomynious shame hath ouerthrowen them? I wolde witte of the, what reste can a persone haue, that trusteth euer vpon the prosperitie of fortune, syth for so lyght a cause we haue sene so great a stryfe in Rome, and suche a losse to thy howse? Seynge that I see, I wyll not feare the wyndes of her trauayles, nor beleue in the clerenesse of her pleasures, nor her thun­ders shal not feare me, nor wil trust vpon her flatteringes, [Page] nor thanke her for that she leueth with me, nor be sorye for that she taketh froo me, nor wake for any trouthe that she sayth to me, nor ryse for any of her leasynges, nor lawghe for any thyng that she desyreth of me, nor wepe for gyuing me leaue. If thou knowest not the cause of this, I shal tel the. Our lyfe is so doubtefull, and fortune so way warde, that she dothe not alway threate in strykynge, nor striketh in thretnynge. The wyse man gothe not soo temperately, that he thynketh at euery steppe to falle, nor lyue with so smalle athought, to thynke to ouerthrowe in euery playn pathe. For oftentymes false fortune shaketh her weapon, and striketh not, and an other tyme stryketh without sha­kynge. Beleue me of one thynge Domitius, That parte of the lyfe is in moste perylle, whan with lyttell thoughte or care men thynke them selfe moost sure. Wylt thou se the trouthe therof. Cal to thy minde Hercules, that scaped fro many perylles by see and by lande, and yet dyed betwene his lēmans armes. Laomedon peryshed not vnder Troy, but was slayne in his howse. Greate Alexander dyed not in makynge warre ouer all the erthe, but he ended with a lyttell poyson. The couragious Caius Cesar saued hym selfe in .lii. battayles, and after in the senate was slayne with .xxxii. strokes of penknyues. Asclipio brother of Pompeie, peryshed not flotynge .xxii. yere vppon the see, but he was drowned after in drawynge water at a welle. Tenne capitains that Scipio had with him in Affrike, that van­quyshed many harde batayles, as they were mockyng on a brydge, they fel fro the bridge, and were drowned. Good Drusio that had ouercome the Parthes, the day of his tri­umph, goyng to his charyot, there felle a tyle that claue a­sonder his heed, soo that vayneglorie was the ende of his good lyfe. What shuld I tel the more? Thou knowest well that Lucye my syster, hauyng a nedel on her bosom, play­enge [Page 119] with her chylde betwene her armes, the chylde with his hande hytte the nedell suche a stroke into her bodye, that he slewe his mother. Gneo Ruffyn the consulle, sente ageinst the Germayns, of our tyme was soo valyaunte in armes, that none of our predecessours surmounted hym: yet he kembynge his olde whyte heares, one of the teethe of the combe entred into his heed, wherby grewe an ym­postume, by occasion wherof he ended his honorable lyfe for soo smalle a case. Howe semethe the Domitius? As I do tell the of so small a nombre, I coude recyte infinite ex­āples, What mysfortunes fell after good fortunes, What mischaunce after great glorie, what mysaduenture after great happe, what greatte euyll they take of theyr deathe, after the begynnynge of greatte welthe in the lyfe. I be­inge as they, knowe not what to desire, but they beinge as I am, wyl rather chuse the labourous and honourable deathe, than an yll death and an honourable lyfe. To my semynge he, that wyll be a man amonge men, and not a beaste amonge bestes, ought to trauayle sore to lyue well, and moche more to dye better. For at the fynall ende an yll dethe putteth great doubte of the good lyfe: and the good dethe excuseth the yll lyfe. I haue written to the at the begynnynge of my letter, that by reason of the humy­dities, the gowte greuethe me ylle. But to satisfie thy de­sire, I wolde fayne write with my hande more at lengthe. Two daies the loue that I bare to the, hathe faught with the peine that I endure. My wille wolde write, but my fyngers can not holde my penne. The remedy is, sithe I maye not as I wold, that thou wylte take as thine owne, that I maye do, as myne owne dede. Faustine my wife sa­luteth the, who by reasonne of my diseases, is halfe ylle at ease. It is shewed her, that thou haste greatte peyne of a hurte of thy face, she hathe sente the a boxe with baume, [Page] that thy hurte shal not appere in thy visage. If thou canst fynde any grene almondes or new nuttis, Faustine pray­eth the, to sende her some by this bearer. I haue but lyttel store of money, therfore I sende the a gowne, and thy wyfe a kyrtell. No more, but I pray the goddis to giue the that I desire for the: and to giue me, that thou desireste for me. And beside, that I do write to the with my hande, I gyue to the myne owne propre harte.

A letter sente fro the emperour to Claudius and Claudyne his wyfe, bycause they being olde, lyued as yonge persons ¶The .v. letter.

MArcke of mount Celio to the Claudius and Cladine husbande and wyfe, dwellynge in my warde, I desyre helthe, sendynge you this letter. The trouthe is, bycause ye are my frendes, & vnder my charge, I enquire of them that come fro you, of your estates: and by theym that goo to you, I sende recommendations to you bothe: yf ye haue my good wyll, demaunde hit of your hartes. And if in your stomacke ye repute and take me but as a suspecious frende, thanne I thynke my selfe euen cleane condempned. The cruelle forgetfulnesse, the whiche may be causex of myne absence, peraduenture ba­nysheth the good dedes, that ye haue receyued of my per­sonne. If in any thynge I haue entreated you with lyes, than I require, that ye entreate me nothyng with trouth. But if I haue bene alwayes your good neyghbour and frende, yf ye haue any nede of myne honour, thanne be to me as good. Gayo Furion my frende, as well as your pa­rent, passynge this waye to Alexandrye, hathe shewed me [Page 110] many thinges, the whiche were done in Rome: & amonge other, he shewed me one thynge, that caused me to laugh, whan I hard it: and yet it was ryght greuous to me, whā I thought theron. Somme thynges we take sodeynly in sporte and mockerie, the whiche afterwarde, well conside­red, maketh vs verye sorye. He shewed me, howe that ye seme to euery man right auncient, and very yonge in your doinge: for you aray your selfe dayly with newe apparel▪ as ye shulde go to weddynges: and where as men do ho­nour you as ancient persons, ye shewe your selfe wanton: and whan folke renne to se gewgawes, ye ar not the laste. There is no lyghtnes in Rome, but it is regestred in your house. Thus ye gyue your selfe to pleasures, as they that thynke neuer to haue displeasure. And fynally, whanne ye shulde lyfte vp your handes, ye entre newely into the wa­ges of the worlde. Truely my neyghbours and frendes, to speake with dewe reuerence, I am asshamed of your vn­shamefastnes, and am no lesse sory for your fautes. There be dyuers greuous faultes, that are made lyghte by the honeste withdrawynge of them. And some other that are but smal fautes: and fyndyng no ways to leaue them, are estemed very great. By all the goddis, I can fynde none occasion, howfor to excuse your euylles: but I see inowe, wherwith to condempne theym. Wherfore pardon me, yf that I seme vnhoneste to speake so moche, whan ye be not honeste in your lyuynge. In good sothe I denaye not, but that thou Claudius haste bene ryght free and lyberalle of thy person, and thou Claudine ryght fayre of vysage, and many persons for the beautie of thy forhed haue ben curi­ous to haue had the to wife, but I wold wit of the youth of ye one, & beautie of the other, in vsyng all your liues in va­nitie, what goodly trinkettes ye hope to were in the strait­nes of the Sepulchre. O great foles, ye and foles ageyn, [Page] Do you not knowe yet, that the tyme fleeth with mouyng of wynges? The lyfe trauayleth on her way without lyf­tynge of her fete: fortune stretcheth her without styrryng her armes, & the worlde voydeth it selfe sayenge nothyng, the fleshe consumeth without felynge, and our glorye pas­seth as it neuer had ben: and fynally dethe assayleth vs er euer he knocke at the gate. Certaynely it is impossible for to make synewes of blode, of veynes to make bones, of a craggy rocke a plaine way, and of possible to make impos­sible. I meane that none shal thynke, but that the grene­nes of youthe shall waste and wydder in age. O worlde, what a world art thou: so lytel is our force, and our weke­nes so great, that withoute resystynge drowneste vs wyl­lyngly in the depenes of thy peryllous whyrlepoole: and hydest vs in the thyckest of thy mountaynes, and leadest vs out of the brode way, wandring by thy narow pathes, and bryngest vs into the rugged waye. I doo meane, that they that be greattest in fauour, thou bryngest into daun­ger, to the entente that with one stroke of thy foote, thou mayst ouerthrowe them. O worlde .lii. yere I haue benne in the, and yet thou neuer saydest one trouthe to me, and I haue taken the with .x.M. lyes. I neuer desyred any thynge of the, but thou dyddest promyse hit me, but thou neuer gauest me any thynge promysed me: I neuer treted with the, but thou begyledste me, I neuer arryued at the, but thou loste me: I neuer sawe thynge in the, wherby I shulde loue the. For all that we see in the, is worthy to be abhorred. And besyde this, I wote not what is the world. O what faut is in vs thy worldly wretches? For yf thou hate vs, we dare not hate the: yf thou braule with vs, we muste be stylle: yf thou spurne at vs, we muste suffre the: if thou beate vs with a staffe, we saye nothynge: And yet if thou woldest haue vs gone, we wyll not go. And worste [Page 111] of all is, that we hadde rather serue the for nothyng with trauayle, thanne the goddis with prayer and reste. I swere to the by the immortalle goddis, that oftentymes I make accompte of my yeres passed: and an other tyme I reuolue my bookes, to see what I haue redde. And lykewyse I de­maund of my frendes, to gyue me counsel to know, wher­in it is that I wolde speake. I beinge at Rhodes, redynge Rhetorique, My lorde Adrian kepynge me there, at the age of .xxi. yere, my yonge fleshe, and no lesse weake than tender, at the fyrste worke I founde solytarynesse, and the solytarinesse with lybertie adored the worlde: In adoryng I felte it, in felynge I folowed it, in folowyng I ouertoke it, in ouertakynge I toke it, in takyng I proued it, in pro­uynge I tasted it, in tastyng I found it bytter, in fyndyng in bytter, I hated it, in hatynge it, I felte it, in leauynge it, it retourned, and retournynge I receyued it. And in this maner .lii. yeres, we haue eaten of one breadde, and dwelled in one house. Whā I sawe it displesed, I serued it, whan it sawe me thoughtfull it chered me, whan I sawe it in prosperitie, I demaunded it, whan it sawe me mery, it begyled me. And thus we be togyther vnto this day, not gyuynge me leaue to goo, nor I wyllynge to departe fro it. O worlde, thou haste so many countenances in thy va­nitie, that thou leadest all wandrynge in vnstablenes. Syth we suffre the to take vs, thou wylt neuer deliuer vs: if we withdraw our fete fro the snare of fortune, forthwith thou fettrest our legges fast with yrons: and if by chance we fyle the yrons, anon thou manaclest our handes: and though the way be strayte, the pathe sharpe, the iourneye longe, and our fleshe weake, yet our bodies are euer laden with vyces, and our hartes fulfylled with thoughtes and pensyuenes. Of one thynge I haue greatte meruayle, and I can not deuyse what it is: without any constraynt to the [Page] contrary, we go surely ouer the brydge, and yet we wyll go an other way: and though the same waye be sure, yet we wyll aduenture into the gulfre: if the wayes be drye, yet wyll we goo throughe the dyrte and myre and plasshe: ha­uynge meate for our lyuynge we serche for poyson to kyll vs: we serche to be lost, and may be assured: withoute in­terest we commytte synne, seinge peyne commynge with­all: and fynally, to the entente that we shoulde be taken for good, we shote at the whyte of vertues, and hytte the butte of vyces. One thynge I confesse, though it be myne owne shame, Peraduenture in tyme to come it shal be pro­fytable to somme other. In .l. yeres of my lyfe, I wolde proue all the vyces of this lyfe, to see if any thynge might haue satisfied the humayn malyce: And after I had sene all thynge, I founde, that the more I dydde eate, the more I dyed for hungre: The more I slepte, the more fluggye I was: the more I dranke, the more thyrste I hadde, the more I rested, the more werye I was: the more good I hadde, the more couetous I was: the more I soughte, the lesse I founde: And fynally I neuer toke peyne for any thynge, but I was euer lette: and thanne anone I hadde appetite to an other. Lette no manne thynke to lyue in the fleshe, and satisfie the fleshe. It hath power to take fro vs our lyfe: and we haue no power to take frome it the disor­dinate couetyse. I wolde fayne knowe of the goddis, why our dayes shulde haue an ende. O cruelle goddis, what is this? We can neuer passe one good lyfes day, we do but taste it, and so passeth our lyfe, and lyfe is but a dreame, and dethe waketh it. Lette euery manne knowe, that the worlde taketh our wyll, and we with our good wyll gyue it therto: and it takethe our wylle, to the ende to contente vs, and prayse that we prayse, and the tyme passethe soo, that we lyue after the cursed tyme. To attayne vertues, [Page 112] we haue good desire: but to attayne to vices we putte to all our warkes. This haue I sayde for you Claudyus and Claudine, that in thre score yeres, ye wylle not yssue nor goo oute of the prysonne of the worlde: Hauynge your feete putrifyed with yrons and chaynes. What is thanne to be hoped of yonge personnes, whiche be of fyue and twenty yeres olde? Excepte my memorye fayle me, whan I was with you, ye hadde your neuewes, sonnes of your chyldren maryed, and nyeces, doughters of your dough­ters maryed: and me thynketh, whan the guynes comme, the season of cheryes is not comme: and whanne the newe wyne is tounned, the drye huskes are caste out. Canne ye suffre dyuers neuewes, sonnes to your chyldren, in your howse, and fewe yeres in your persones? Very seldome we see fruite and the floweres togyther: for whanne the one is rype, and in season, than the other is cleane goone and auoyded.

¶In this case I thynke greatte meruayle, howe ye can be of manye yeres, and seeme to be yonge. I knowe none other thynge, but whanne ye maryed Lambert, your own doughter to Drusio, and Matryne your nyece, dough­ter of your doughter, with Lamberte, that were all lyttell and yonge chyldren: and sythe that ye be of a good aege, and lacke good, ye maye gyue vnto eche of them twenty yeres of your aege, in stede of theyr dowrie. And soo ye shall vnlade you of your yeres, and charge you with other mennes goodes and substaunce. Noo lesse this mattier passeth in my thoughte, than the shorte clothe doothe in a false weuers handes. Ye haue strayned it on the tentours, and drawen it on the perche, for to to lengthen the lyfe. If ye were made faire and clere cordwainers waxe, and swete of sauour, that ye myghte be drawen out at lengthe, hit were welle doone, but ye are but as fruyte of almondes, [Page] semynge drie without, and worme eaten within. For the loue that I haue to you, and for neyghbourheed that ye haue had with me, I desire styll frendshyppe of you, that lyke as I knewe you yonge and very yonge, so to knowe you olde and very olde. I say not that ye surmoūt in age, but your wytte fayleth you. O Claudius and Claudine, I wylle ye knowe, that to susteyne youthe, and to deface age, to length the lyfe, and driue awaye dethe: it is not in mennes handes that desyre hit: it is the goddis that doo gyue it, whiche accordinge to iustyce and our couetyse, gi­ueth vs lyfe by weighte, and deathe without measure. Ye may know, that our nature is corruption of our body, and our bodye is putrifaction of our wytte, and our wytte is guyde to our soule, and our soule is mother of our desy­res, and our desires are sleers of our youthe, & our youth token of our age, and our age spye of our dethe, and dethe the house of our lyfe, wherinto youthe gothe on fote, and from age we canne not flee on hors backe. I wolde wyte a thinge of you: what fynde ye in this lyfe? wherfore dothe lyfe content you after .lxxx. yeres of age? eyther ye haue ben good or yl: if ye haue bene good and vertuous, ye shal not reioyce you with yll goddis: if ye haue benne yll▪ than as well desire dethe, to thentente ye shulde be no more yll, orels iustly ye might be slayn by iustice. For he yt hath ben yll tyll .lx. yeres of age, in him there is no hope of amend­mente. Whan the couragious great Pompeie, and Caius Cesar were ennemies, and beinge in cruell ciuil battailes, Rome was infamed, and them self lost. The annales shew, that suche as came in fauour of Iulius Cesar, cam out of the west, and the succours of Pompeie out of the easte, a­mong other there came certayne people out of Barbarie, dwellyng amonge the mountayns Riffees toward Inde: Their custome was, whan they came to thage of .l. yeres, [Page 113] to make great fyres, and brenne them selfe quicke in sacri­fyce to theyr goddis, and the same daye the parentes and chyldren wolde make great feastes, and eate of the flesshe halfe brente, and drynke wyne with the ashes of the bones. This was sene with the eies of Pompei, bicause that som accomplyshed the yeres of fyftye in the campe. O golden worlde, wherin were suche men. O happy people, that in all the worldes to come, hath left such a memorie of them. They dispised the worlde, and forgatte them selfe. What strokes gaue they to fortune? What delytes for the fleshe? and howe lyttell sette they by theyr lyues, and yet more, to set so small store by deathe? O what bridel was this for the vicious, and what hope for the vertuous, what confusion for them that loued this lyfe, and what ensaumple, not to feare dethe, haue they left vs? And sith they dispised their owne propre lyfe: it is then to be thoughte, that they dyed, not to thentent to take other mens goodes, to thynke that our lyfe neuer shall haue ende, therfore our couetyse neuer hath ende. O glorious people, and .x.M. tymes blessed, that lefte theyr sensualitie, and vanquyshed theyr natural wyll, beleue not that ye se, but gyue faythe to that ye ne­uer sawe, as they that se nothyng go agaynst the fatal de­stenies: who goethe agaynste the waye of fortune, gyue a wrynche to the lyfe, robbe the body at the dethe, wynne ho­nour of the goddis, not that they shulde length your lyfe, but to take the reste of the lyfe. Archagatus surgien, and Anthonius the phisitien, and Esculapius the father of me­dicines, I thynke wanne but lyttell in that lande. Who commaunded these Barbariens to take sirope in the mornyng, and to take pylles at night, and to refreshe them with mylke, to take clere barly to annoynt theyr lyuers, to daye to be lette blode, and to morowe to take a purgation, to eate one thing, and to absteyn fro many thinges? Than [Page] me thinke, that they beynge of .l. yere of aege, and you of lxxx. at the leaste, shulde be egall with them in wysedome. And if ye wyll not take deth in good worth, yet at the leest, amende the yll lyfe. I remembre well of a long tyme, that Fabricius, our neybour wylled vs, to beware of a mocke­rie, the whiche if it be not broken, there shall folowe great dysshonour. And sith he shewed me soo good a lesson, I wyll paye you with the same money. I wyll shewe it you, if ye poore aged folkes doo not knowe it: ye be suche, that your eyes are bleared, your noses droppynge, your hea­res whyte, your herynge dulle, your tongue faulterynge, your tethe waggynge, your face wrincled, your fete swol­len, your shuldres croked, and your stomake distempered, finally if the graues coude speake, they myght ryghtfully calle for you to come, and inhabite in them. Of trouthe it is great compassion to beholde yonge ignoraunce, that o­pen theyr eies, to knowe the infortunes of this lyfe, whan it is tyme to close them and to entre into the graue. And therof cometh, that it is in vayne to giue counsaile to vain yong peple. For youth is without experiēce of that it doth, & is suspect of that it hereth, & wyl not beleue that is said, and disprayseth other mens coūsel, & is ryght pore of their owne. And therfore I saye Claudius and Claudyne, my frendes, I fynde without comparison, none so ylle an ig­norance of goodnes, that holdethe these yonge personnes, as is the obstinacy of these aged personnes in yll. The dif­finition of yll, is a manne not to knowe that he oughte to knowe, yet it is wors to haue the knowlege of wysedome, and to lyue lyke a brute beaste. O ye olde goutye people, ye forgette your selfe, and renne in poste after the lyfe, and ye neuer regarde whatte shall falle, tyll ye be suche as ye wolde not, and without power to retourne backe: & herof cometh, that ye lacke of lyfe, ye wyll supplye it with foly. [Page 114] Than awake ye that be slombringe, haue no force to slepe, open your slepy eies, and accustome you to do well: Take that is nedeful for you: and fynally appoynt you betimes with dethe, or he make execution of your lyfe .Lii. yeres I haue knowen them of the worlde, yet I could neuer know none so olde, nor so putrifyed in their membres, but that their hartes were hole to thynke vnhappynesse, and their tongues hole to make lyes. Take hede, ye poore olde per­sons, me thynke syth somer is paste, ye haste forward with the tyme: and if ye tary a small season, yet ye make haaste to take lodgynge. I meane, that though ye haue past the day in the see with peryl, the nyght of dethe wyll take you at the porte of helthe. Mockes do passe with mockynges, and trouth with trouthe: though I haue sene you ryghte yonge and hardy, nowe I se you very olde: Though the knyght passe his course, yet it is not his faute, yf the hors be not well reyned: but at the ende of his course, he wylle trymme his hors. Let not that begyle you, that of custom hath begyled men: That is, ye shalbe as wel estemed ther­by, as though ye had moche money. I beleue ye folow di­uers, and yet they all haue enuy at you. But trust me, that at the ende, honour is gyuen to a yonge persone poore and vertuous, rather than to an olde person ryche & vycious. The ryche may haue power to be more estemed with pore people, and accompanyed with ryche and couetous: but the vertuous poore person, shall be better estemed and lesse hated. What can be greatter confusyon to a personne, or more shame to our mother Rome, than to se in dyuers pla­ces, the old people behaue and appoynte theym, as yonge folke, as though they lyke the vyne leaues dyd newly burgein? What thinge is it to see the olde persones, nowe in our dayes, brayde and make fayre theyr whyte heares, trymme and kembe theyr beardes, weare strayte showes, [Page] their hosen garded, their shurtes frounced, their clokes of scarlette, their bagges enbrodred, their chaynes of golde about their neckes, fringes of gold and syluer about their apparell, estrige fethers vppon their hattes lyke grekes, perles and rynges on their fyngers lyke Indiens, theyr gownes long lyke flamine pristes, and fynally worst of al, whan dethe hath gyuen them day, than they answere that newely they wyll serue a lady? O howe many haue I kno­wen in Rome, that were highly renoumed in their youth, and after through wanton lyghtnes they were but loste in their age: and worste of all, they loste their renowme in their age, and the fauour of their parentes, and the pro­fytte of their chyldren. Certaynly Guagyn Caten of the ancient lynage of the Catons, was in Rome, a priest of the lawe .v. yeres, & prouost .iii. yeres, and Censure .ii. yeres, & dictatour one yere, and Consule .v. tymes, & whan he was paste the age of .lxv. yeres, than he began to serue Rosane doughter of Gneus Curcius, a lady ryght fayre & yonge: and he doted so farre in her loue, that he spente all that he had to serue her, and wold wepe lyke a chyld whan he sawe her. It fortuned this lady fell sycke of a feuer, and she ly­sted to eate newe grapes, and it was in springe tyme, whan there was none rype as than in Rome. He sent for some to the felde of Danubius, that was a. M. and .v.C. myle thense, and this was shewed to the senate, and they ordey­ned, that Rosana was closed in with the virgins vestales, and the old man was banyshed perpetually out of Rome, and his chyldren lyued in greatte pouertie, and the father dyed infamed. I beleue that ye haue harde of this. There were dyuers that reputed for a greate vylanye the dede of the olde louer, and praysed the sentence of the senate. But I thynke if Guagin had had as many yonge persones in his banyshement, as there were old amorous persons that [Page 115] toke by hym example, I thinke there shuld not be so many men loste, nor soo many women so yll maryed. And ther­fore the best is, that suche people, whan they be warned by their seruantes, and reproued by their parentes, and desi­red by their frendes, that they make not excuse & say, howe they be not amorous, but in mockerye. Whan I was very yōge both of age & wyt, on a night I met with a neyghbor of myn nigh to the capitoll, I was his neuewe & son to his sonne, & sayd to hym, My lorde Fabricius ye are amorous thus and thus. He answered me, I do it but for pastyme. Certaynly I had meruayle to mete hym at that houre, and I was abashed of that answere that he gaue me. In them that be soore aged and of sadnes and grauitie, suche reque­stes ought not to be called amours, but rather dolours, not a pastyme, but a loste tyme, no mockerie but a foolysh­nes. For in loue with mockery, foloweth the trouth of infa­mie. To the Claudius and Claudine, I demaunde of you olde louers, what is it to be polyshed and arrayed as ye be so gayly, but the bronde of the tauerne, where there is no­thynge but vynegre, fayre egges and nothynge in theym, gylte pylles, and bytter in taste, an olde botell and a newe stoppell, a hole wounde rancled vndernethe, the fygure of an oxe to take partriches, a slypper way, where no fote is sure, and fynally an old louer is as a knyght decayd, that helpeth to lese money, and can helpe no man fro peryll. Of trouth the old lecherous louer is as a swyne with a whyte heed and a grene rayle. Than me thynke ye that be my frendes and neyghbours, ye take no hede in breakyng the winges out of seson, whan the fethers be gone: and yet ye begyle me not, to say that there is tyme ynough. Beleue me, that that may be done in the daye, leaue it not tylle the nyght of your age. For the blunt knyfe cutteth but yl with the edge, and he that is wont for to eate the fleshe, can not [Page] eate the boones. Than lette vs comme to the remedye, to redresse this dommage, that is, yf that the house begyn to falle, shore and staye it not with pieces of sclender tymbre, but with streight pyllers of the lyfe, that we haue to yelde the goddis, and to men by good fame. And if the vyne of all our vertues, be redy to be gathered, at the least lette vs gather that is lefte vs by vnderstandynge. And sythe the waters of our reste, are wasted with our yll werkes, lette vs water them with newe muste of good desires, and thā the good goddis wyl be content with the seruyces, that we ought to do, for the merytes and rewardes that they do to vs, soo that if we desire, to attayne golde for our warkes, yet to pay vs with the copper of our good desires. And fi­nally, I say to you Claudius and Claudine, if ye haue of­fred the floure of your youth to vyces, offre nowe at this tyme, the branne of your age to the goddis. I haue wryt­ten thus largely to you, as I thynke: and bycause ye shall not be taken as cowardes, nor I for hardy, gyue no parte of this letter to any person.

¶And I desyre you to haue me recommended vnto all my neighbours in Rome, namely vnto Drusine the hono­rable wydowe. I sende to the two thousande sexters, thou shalte gyue a thousande of theym to Gaurina the dough­ter to thy doughter, I sende it to her for a pleasure, whiche she dyd me at a feaste. Faustine my wyfe is very sycke. Thou shalte gyue the other thousande to the Vestale vir­gines, that they may praye for her vnto the goddis. Vnto the Claudine, Faustyne my wyfe, sendeth a coffre, but by the goddis I doo not knowe what there is within it. Nowe that ye be aged, I beseche the goddis to sende you and me, and my wyfe, for to ende the reste of our dayes in a good lyfe. Marke your neyghbour and frende hath wri­ten this with his owne hande.

A letter sent fro Mark themperour to Labinia a Romain widowe, for to comfort her for the deth of her husbande. The .vi. letter.

MArc of mounte Celio, first Consule Romaine, sent ageinst the Daces, to ye Labinia Romain lady, wife to my good frend Claudine, salute to the, and consolation of the goddis consola­tours. I think wel, thou hast suspect, that I haue so lytel set by the, sith in thy profounde and greuous hurtes, my consolation hath ben sloutheful. But I remembre thy noblenes, which can neuer faile: and my good wil, the which hath neuer desired to serue the. I am in suretie that thy great vertue shulde put awaye the suspecte. For thoughe I am the laste to comforte the, yet I am the firste that feleth thy dolours, and shal not be the last to remedye thy troubles. And in case that ignorance is the ende of all vertues, esperance for al vices, as well somtime great ple­sure taketh away rest from the wyse folkes, and sclandreth the innocentes: moche better amonge vs latyns we fynde with ignorance of vices, more than the grekes do with the knowelege of vertues. If that we be ignorant, we haue no peyne to abide it, nor sorowe to take it. I say it bicause I haue knowen, that I wold not knowe, and that is, the trauayles are at an ende of Claudine thy husband, and nowe beginnethe the sorowe of Labinia. I haue knowen it cer­tain days, and wold not discouer it to the, for it shuld haue ben crueltie. She that hath ben in trouble so long a space with absence, that I shulde haue gyuen knowlege of the deth of suche an entierly desired husbande: and it had ben no reson, that she of whom I haue receyued so many good dedis, shuld haue of me so yll newes. And syth the houre yt I knewe, that ye wyste therof, my peyne hath ben double. [Page] I fele his dethe, and nowe I fele in his deathe my solyta­rines, and thy desolation. Thou haste reason to wepe, not for that he is with the goddis in reste, but for vs mysera­ble persons, lyuinge in the power of soo many ylles, ther­fore we shulde not cesse to take peyne and sorowe. O La­binia, oftentymes I haue thoughte, for what thynge I myght fyrste wepe, for the yll that lyuethe, or for the good that dieth. For as moche hurteth the yll that is found, as the good that is loste. It is great peyne to see these inno­centes dye, and surely it is no lesse peyne to see the malici­ous people lyue. But of that that necessitie muste ne­des come, whan it cometh we ought not to sclaundre hit. Shewe me Labinia, doste thou not knowe of howe good conuersation the goddes be, to whom we hope to go, and howe yll the men be, with whom we are conuersaunt, that as the yll are borne to dye, in lyke wyse the good dyethe to lyue? For a good man alway lyueth in dyenge, and the yll alwayes dyeth in lyuynge. And than sith the goddis haue caused him to come to theym, it is noo greatte thyng that they haue taken fro the. I am in certayne, thy desyred hus­ban Claudyn, and my true frende, seing where he is, and remembrynge what he hath scaped, had rather to be stylle there as he is, than to returne agayn to the. Of trouth the remedyes for widowes is not to thynke of any company passed, nor of the solytarines present, but to thynke of the rest that they hope to come to. If hither vnto thou hast ben in peine, abidinge in thy house, nowe reioyce the bycause he abideth for the in his, for thou shalt be moche better en­treated amonge the goddis, than here amonge men: nor consent not to thynke, that thou haste loste hym all onely. For syth we all reioyced of his lyfe, we are than bounde to wepe for his dethe. The greatteste sorowe to a sycke harte amonge all other sorowes▪ is to se other reioyce, at his do­lours: [Page 117] and contrarye wyse, the greattest ease amonge all greues of fortune, is to see that other feeleth their sorowe. All that my frende wepeth for me with his eies, and al that he feeleth of my sorowe, dischargeth somewhat myne in­warde peyne. The bokes in the tyme of Auguste the em­perour sheweth, howe as he was nere to the ryuer of Da­nubius, he founde a maner of people, hauynge this cu­stome: The same houre whan a husbande taketh a wyfe, or a louer, they wold swere by their goddis, neuer to wepe nor sorowe for any maner of infortune, but to forget theyr owne propre troubles, and to dye to remedye theyr louer, & so in lykewise eche to do with other. O glorious worlde, O right happy age, O people of eternall memorie, wher­in the men were so humble, and their louers soo true, that wolde forgette their owne sorowe, and wepe for others. O Rome beinge Rome, O tyme yll spente, O lyfe ylle appli­ed, O small thoughte rechelesse in these dayes, the hartes presente seperate frome welthe, and assured withoute re­medy in euyll, that men forgettynge that they be menne, tourne them selfe to be beastes? I desire to gyue the lyfe, & thou dyest to take awaye my lyfe: Thou wepest to see me laugh, and I laugh to se the wepe. And thus without pro­fite of any of vs we lese, and we reioyce in lesynge of our selfe. By the lawe of an honest man I swere to the Laby­nia, yf thy remedy lay in my handes, as thy sorowe dothe at my harte, thy pytiefulle wepynges shoulde not hurte me, nor thy heuy and wofull solitarynes of thy husbande: but syth thy remedy and my desyre can not be accomplys­shed, and that with deathe, nor with them that be deed we haue no power: than remyt it into the handes of the god­dis, who can moche better delyuer vs than we can chuse. We see by experience naturall, that some syckenesse is hea­led by wordes, that be sayde to vs, and somme by wordes [Page] that be layde to vs, and some with wordes do leaue other medicines. I say this, bycause the hartes that be in peyne make a see of thoughtes, somtyme comforted with benefi­tes done to the persone, more than with wordes spoken in their eares: an other tyme the sorowfull harte is more cō ­forted with wordes of a frende, than with all other seruy­ces of the worlde. O how sorowfull am I, for in all these am I fauty, consyderynge the hyghnes of the honourable lady Romayn, and the small abilitie of me Marc of moūt Celio? I see my selfe so vnable to comforte the, and to re­medy the I lacke substance, I haue made the a sore woūd, the whiche wolde be taken in worthe. I wyll not paye the with ynke and paper, that whiche I may do with my per­sone: for he that gyueth counsell with wordes, may reme­dy with workes, if he shewe hym selfe a frend in tyme past not taken in suspecte to be an ennemye in tyme to come. If thou hast reputed me hytherto for thy neyghbour and pa­rent to thy husbande, I praye the nowe to take me for thy husbande in loue, and for thy father in counsayle, and for sonne in seruyce, and for aduocate in the Senate, in suche maner that I hope thou shalte say, all that I haue loste in many, I haue founde in Marke alone. And bycause that in greuous conflyctes, where as crafte and subtyltie is forgotten, the vnderstandynge is altered, and the reasone withdrawen, thanne there is as moche necessytie of good counsell as of a meane remedy. Claudyne nowe deed was my frende, and I Marc alyue am his, and also by thy de­seruynge thou mayste commaunde me what thou wylte: and for the loue that I haue to the, thou mayste desyre of me any thynge nedefull. I pray the eschewe the extremitie of the Romayne wydowes. For in al extremities lyeth the vyce, for al suche werieth them selfe, and anoyeth the god­dis, and lese them that be aliue, & do no profit to them that [Page 118] be deed, but gyue suspection to them yt be yl, as dyd Fuluia wife to noble Marc Mercello, she seing her husbande buried in the felde of Mars, scratched her vysage, & tare her heer, & brake her tethe, & at euery pace swowned, & two se­natours held her by the armes, bycause she shuld not hurt her self. Thā said Flauiꝰ Censurius, let her alone, for this day she wyl folow the iourney of widowes, & so it was, for whiles yt the bones of Marcello were a brennyng, she was intreting to mary an other husbād, & yet more to be noted, one of the senatours yt led her, gaue her his hande, as one Romain to an other by perpetual mariage. This case was so foule, & takē of euery mā for a great vilany, & all the Ro­mains there present were abashed, & were in suspect neuer after to beleue wydowe in Rome. I say not this Labinia, bycause thou wylt do so: for by the god Mars I swere, the hart of Marc hath of the no such suspect, nor thy great age wyll not suffre it, nor the auctoritie of soo sadde a matrone wyll demande it. I require the ryght hartily, forgette nat the honestie that ought to be in a Romayn woman, nor re­trayte that is requisite in a wydowe. For yf thou be a wy­dowe of solytarines, that thou felest by hym that is deed, than comfort the of the reputation that is holden of the by them that be lyuing. I wyl say no more to the at this tyme but that thy renome may be suche with all men, to cast su­che a brydel vpon them that be yll, to cause them to be stil, and to theym that be good to gyue theym spurres to serue the. And if ye wyll thus do, take no thought for any besi­nes that ye haue in the senate. My wyfe Faustyn greteth the, and oftentymes wepeth for this mysaduenture. I send the money to pay thy creditours. The goddis that haue gyuen reste to Claudine thy husbande, gyue comforte and consolation to Labinia his wyfe. Marc of mounte Celio hath writen this with his owne hande.

¶A letter sent by Marc themperour to Cyncina­tus his frend, bycause he beinge a gentyl­man became a marchant. The .vii. letter.

MArc Edilis Censure, to the Cincinatus of Capue sende salutation for thy per­son, force and vertue ayenst sinister for­tune. Syth the feast Berescinte, mother of the goddis, I haue sene no seruaunte of thy house, nor letter of thy hand, that I haue redde, the whiche putteth me in great suspection of thy helthe, and that thou arte in some peryll, or els thou dispraysest our amitie. Dyschargynge not thy selfe with soo lyttell thoughte, nor forgette vs not with so great rechelesnes: for thy trauaille can not be soo moche in writinge, as it shuld be consolation to me to rede thy letters, and if thy hande waxe stowe frome trauaylle of writynge, yet enforce myn harte for myn ease, wherin is semblaunt of true frendes. In that I wyll put the fro an­noyaunce, and thou to do me pleasure: thou knowest wel the smal distaunce that is betwene Capue and mount Ce­lio, was not the cause of our frendeshyppe, but the space hens to Illirico shuld not cause vs to be straungers. The delycate wynes sent out of theyr owne countrey to straun­gers take the greatter myght: and the ferther that the per­sons of true frendes be seperate, the sooner they oughte to vnyte & ioyne together their myndes. Shewe me I pray ye Cyncinate, syth thou hast euer founde me true, why haste thou any suspecte of my desyre? The grene leus outwarde shewethe, that the tree is not drye inwarde: and the good werkes openly notifieth the inward hart secretly. Where it is not perfite, there is always breakyng and faylyng in [Page 119] seruice: for he that perfytly loueth, perpetually and fayth­fully serueth. And I am as moche astonied of thy slouthe, in demaundynge somwhat of me, as of thy couwardyse to write. I wyl confesse to the one trouthe, if thou haddeste as moche hardynes as wyll and thought of the smalle ef­fecte of my letter myght satisfie to the greatenes of thyne vnderstandynge, it shulde abyde than for yll done, but not for shorte, as he that throweth his speare. In tyme paste whan I was yonge, and thou old, thou in thy counsayles, & I wich my money eche gaue to other: but at this houre, that thy heed is whyte, men reken the to be olde, & yet thy workes accuse the to be yonge. Reason is that I succour thy pouertie with money, & to remedy thy lyghtenes with councel. For the good wyll that I haue to the, and for the lawe of amitie that I owe to the, I wyll aduertise the as a vertuous man ought to do, and that is to remembre the benefites that he hath receyued, and to forget the iniuries doone to hym: esteme moche his owne smalle power, and holde the greatnes of other at nothyng: fauour the good, and dissimule with the euyll: be great with the greattest, and communicable with your inferiours: presentlye doo good dedes, and also of them that be absent speake good wordes: The greuous losses of fortune, holde theym in small estemation, and the smal losse of honour, holde that in great estemation, for one thynge aduenture not money, and for dyuers doubtfull aduenture not a certaintie: and finally be frende to one and ennemie to none. These thin­ges ought he to haue, that amonge good wyll be accomp­ted good. I knowe well thou hast lefte to be pretour of the warre, and nowe thou haste sette thy selfe by lande and by see to vse marchandyse. Thou makest me sore abashed, to conquere thyn enmies as a Romayn, and nowe to take on the, the office, to persecute thy frendes as a tyrant. Wylte [Page] thou do yll to thy neyghbours, and leaue the straungers? Wylt thou take away the liuynge fro hym that gyueth vs liuing, & take away the deth fro him that taketh away our lyfe? wilt thou to them that be mouers and strangers giue moderation, & fro them that be sobre take away their rest? Thou wylt gyue to them that take awaye fro vs, and take fro them that gyue vs: delyuer them that be condemned, and condempne innocentes. Thou wylt be tyraunt to the common welth, and not defender of thy countreye. Than sithe to all this he aduentureth hym that leaueth dedes of armes, and becometh a marchaunte: I studye soore what hath meued the to leaue chiualrye, wherin thou haste had great honour, and nowe to take on the an offyce, wherby foloweth so moche shame and rebuke. Surely I thynke in the none other excuse, but that thou art olde, and canst not clymbe the mountaynes, and nowe thou syttest stylle, and robbest the playnes. To olde men olde malady, whan out­warde force fayleth theym, than forthwith they arme them with malyce inwarde. I saye it by the soore couetous per­sons as thou act now. One thynge I wyll say, thou haste taken an office, wherby all thy felowes haue robbed in dy­uers days, thou shalt gyue accompte therof in one howre, ye and after the tyme shall come, that thou shalt lese all in a moment. For the goddis permyt, that one shall be a cha­stysement of dyuers, and longe tyme chastyseth all. Howe is it my frende Cyncinate, that in the howse of thy father Cyncinate were speares, and not writynges hangynge? I haue sene his halle full of armure, & not of fardels: and portall and gates ful of knightes, & not marchantis. Cer­taynly there haue I sene the scole of noblenes, and not as it is now the denne of theues. O Cincinate, cursed be so vilayn an office, the marchātis lyue porely to dye ryche: & let vs say ageyn, cursed be it, bycause the couetyse of one that [Page 120] is yll, wold be accomplished to the preiudice of many that be good. I wyll not hurte the by thy predecessours, but I wyl aduertise the of thy miserie and of thy successours. If thou thynkest, yt thy vertue shulde holde to the ende of the worlde, as the worlde holdeth to the, as hit semeth by thy white heares, holde me excused of the trauayle in perswa­dynge the to here me. How be it, it is reson, that the gate of so great a cause be knocked at with the hāmer of som war­nyng, & to bring it to good reson, of necessitie it must passe the myll: and to make clere the vnderstandyng from tyme to tyme, of very nede there requireth counsell. Dyuers ti­mes wise men fayle, bycause they wold faile, but if the thinges be of suche qualitie, that wysedom suffiseth not to as­sure them, than it is nedefull, that his wyll be vntyed, and his vnderstandyng dissolued, and his owne propre opini­on voyd, & than incontynent to take a threde to the aduyse of an other. Take good hede Cincinate, where as the foū ­dations be not wel edified, the buildinges ar in peryl. The dongeon of this world, wherin the children of vanite do a­byde, is founded on the sande. For let it be neuer so sump­tuous, yet a lyttell blaste of wynde wyll cause it to shake, and a lyttell heate of prosperitie wyll open it, and a lyttell rayne of aduersitie wyll diuide it, and within a short while or space, whan we least take hede, it wyll fall all flatte on ye erth. If the pyllers be of syluer, and benches of gold, and though the benchers be kynges, and continue a thousand yere, and rule into the entrayles of the erthe: yet they can fynde no stedfaste rocke nor mountayne, wherin to cloose the goodes of their predecessours, and their estates perpe­tuall. The goddis immortall haue made all thinges com­municable to men mortall, excepte immortalitie: and ther­fore they be called immortall, bicause they neuer dye, & we be called mortall and faylyng, bycause we al take an ende. [Page] Howe stronge so euer the walles be, yet great age causeth it to fall to ruine. Two thinges semeth to be free, the whi­che fortune can not set abacke, nor the tyme cause to be forgotten, & they be these: The good or yll renoume amonge men, and the peyne or rewarde that they that be good or yll haue of the goddis. O my frende Cyncinate, thus a­cheueth the persones, but the goddis neuer. What grene or rype or rotten holdeth any season the fruyte of the tree floured? I esteme it nothynge, bycause it muste die by na­ture. Howe be it dyuers tymes in leaues and flowers we beare the froste of some malady, or the blaste of some enui­ous myshap. Longe is the webbe in makyng: but it that is made in many days, is cut asonder in a moment: Sem­blably it is a piteous thing to see a man dye with so great trauayle, and to be sette in the state of honour, and afterwarde we, regardynge neyther the one nor the other, and yet we se it perish. And without any memory of any thing abydynge. O my frende Cyncinate, for the loue betwene vs I pray the, and by the immortal goddis I coniure the, beleue not the worlde, the whiche vnder the colour of a lyt­tell golde, hydeth moche fylthynesse: and vnder colour of trouthe chaungeth vs into a. M. lyes: and for a short de­lyte gyueth vs a. M. displeasures. To them whom it she­weth moste loue, it begyleth with greattest tromperies: to whom the worlde gyueth moste goodes, it procureth most domages: to them that serueth it with mockeries, hit re­wardeth with true recompences: and to them that loue it truly, it gyueth them goodes of mockeries: finally whan we slepe mooste surest, it waketh vs with greatte perylle. What wylte thou say than of the worlde, shewe me? One thynge I wyll telle the, and me thynke thou shuldeste not forgette it: and that is, we ought not to beleue the vayne vanities that we se with our eies, rather than the greatte [Page 121] meruayles that we here with our eres. One thing I haue regarded, and by longe experience I haue knowen it, that but a fewe howses paynted nor stalles raised vp, we haue sene in Rome: but of a small tyme they take no thoughte for the walles, but they haue cruelle enmities with theyr neyghbours, and great anoy of their heyres, and impor­tunate shame of their frendes, and double malyce of their ennemies, and enuious profite in the senate, & somtyme to put a gouernour out of possession, they set foure in honor: and finally all that with great thought haue be gathered for their childe, whom they loue wel with great rest, some­tyme an other heire enioyeth it, of whom they thynke leest. It is a iuste sentence, that suche as begyle diuers with yll dedes in their lyfe, shuld be begiled of their vayn though­tes at their deth. Cruell shulde the goddis be, and ryghte greuous for men to suffre, that the ylle that hath gathered for one heire in the p̄iudice of dyuers that be good, shuld enioye it many yeres. Me thinke it shulde be a souerayne folye to be borne wepynge, to dye syghynge, and to lyue laughynge. The rule to gouerne all partes ought to be e­gall. O Cincinate, who hath begyled the, that for a potte full of water, thou haste nede of a greatte laake of this world to passe this wretched lyfe? Wylt thou flay away the skynne of thy handes with the corde of thoughtes, breake thy body in bataylle with great trauayle, and aduenture thyne honour for one potte of water? What wylte thou more that I shulde say? but that to fyl a potte of thy goo­des thou wylt suffre a. M. perylles. And in the vyle exer­cysing of thy marchandyse, thou doubtest not for lesynge of thy credence. And fynally I sweare to the, thou shalt a­byde deed for thurste, as thoughe there were no water in the feldes. If thou wylt do by my counsell, desyre deathe of the goddis, to reste the as an aged wyse man: and de­maunde [Page] not rychesse to lyue yll as a yonge foole. I haue soore wepte for many, that I haue sene in Rome departed oute of this worlde, and for the I haue wepte droppes of blode, to se the retourne newly & vylely to the worlde. My amitie and the credite of the senate, the bloude of thy pre­decessours, the auctoritie of thy person, and the honour of the countreye oughte to refrayne thy couetousnesse. Oh frende, thy whyte heares sheweth honour and wysedome, the whiche shuld exercise and be occupied in noble dedes. Regarde, It auayleth more to folowe reason by the ways of them that be good, than the cōmon opinyon, whiche is the large way of them that be yll. For though the one be strayte for the fete, it reiseth no duste for to blynde the eies, as the other dothe, to lyghte younge persons, the whyche procure lyghtnesse, ignoraunce excuseth them: but the dis­ordinate couetyse of the olde persones, causeth theym to occupie their lyfe with trauayle, and to take deathe with great annoyaunce, and in the one as welle as in the other abydeth great infamy. O Cyncinate, take this counsayle of a frende: Charge not thy selfe with takynge of these vayne goodes, syth thou haste soo smalle a morselle of thy lyfe. For suche as thou arte, we see consume, and waste, and not to quicken. Put no trust in frendes in the present prosperitie, for it is a pronostication of an euyll fortune. And sythe thou arte in a hasarde lyke a foole, me thynke thou oughtest to discende a foote lyke a sage person. And thus euery man wyll saye, howe Cincinate is discended, and not fallen. I wyll say no more, but the goddis be thy sauegarde, and defende bothe the and me frome gylefulle fortune. My wyfe Faustyne saluteth the, and she is with­drawen frome me, bycause I wrote this letter to the, and hathe coniured me to write this worde to the, that is, she saythe thou oughtest to haue wytte whan thy necke is full [Page 122] of heare, and I thynke thou oughteste in continente to take a barber & shaue away the heare, that thy wytte maye come forth. I wold thy couetyse shuld forsake the, and foly Faustin, and the gowte me, and the soner our soules may departe fro our fleshe, than gile shuld remayne in our har­tes. Marc of mount Celio writeth this with his hande.

¶A letter sente fro Marc the emperour to Catulus censorious, that was sorowfull for the deth of his sonne Verissimus The .viii. letter.

MArc censore newe and yonge, salute and reue­rence to the Catulus censorius olde and aun­cient. I haue writen two letters to the, & thou haste made aunswere to none of them. If it be bycause thou couldest not, I holde my peace: If it be bycause thou woldest not, than I complayne me: If it be for forgetfulnes, thā I accuse the: If it be bycause thou setteste lyttelle by me, than I appeale the: If thou haste dreamed, that thou haste wrytten, I saye beleue not in dreames: And if thou wylte not it shulde vayle to glo­rifie me as a frende, yet thou mightest take it write in ad­uertisinge & repreuynge as the father to the son. Yong vertuous persons are bounde to honour aunciente wise men, & no lesse old wyse men ought to endoctrine the yong peo­ple and very yonge, as I am. A iuste thynge it is, that the new forces of youth supply & serue them that are worne by age. For theyr longe experience mocketh our tender age & natural ignorance. youth is yl applied, when it surmōteth the force of the body, & faylleth the vertues of the soule: & age is honored, wherin the force dyeth outwarde, wherby vertues quickneth the more inward. we may se the tre whē the fruite is gadered the leues fal, and whan flowers dry, [Page] than more grene and perfyte are the rotes. I meane that whan the first season of youth is passed, which is the So­mer tyme, than cometh aege called wynter, and putrifieth the fruite of the fleshe, and the leaues of fauour falle, and the floures of delyte are wyddered, and the vynes of hope dried outwarde, than it is right, that moche better the ro­tes of good workes within be good. They that be old and auncient ought to prayse theyr good werkes rather than theyr white heares. For honour ought to be gyuen for the good lyfe, and not for the whyte heade. Glorious is that common welthe, and fortunate is that prince, that is lord of yonge men to trauayle, and ancient persons to counsel. As to regarde the susteynyng of the naturalitie of the life, in lykewise ought to be consydered the polycie of gouer­naunce, the whiche is that al the fruites come nor drie not al at ones, but whan one beginneth an other fayleth. And in this maner ye that be auncient teachynge vs, and we obedient, as olde fathers and yonge pullettes, beynge in the neste of the senate: Of some their fethers fallyng, and other yonge fethered: and where as the olde fathers can not flye, their trauaylles are maynteyned by theyr tender chyldren. Frende Catulus, I purposed not to write one lyne this yere, bycause my penne was troubled with thy slouthe: but the smallenesse of my spirite, and the greatte peryll of myn offices always called on me to demande thy counsell. This priuilege the olde wyse men holde in their houses where they dwelle: They are alwayes lordes ouer them that be symple, and are sclaues to them that be wyse. I thynke thou haste forgotten me, thynkynge that sythe the dethe of my dere sonne Verissimus, the tyme hath ben so longe, that I shulde forgette it. Thou hast occasion to thynke so, for many thynges renneth in tyme, that reason can not helpe. But in this case I can not tel whiche is the [Page 123] greattest, thy trumperie or my dolour. I sweare to the by the goddis immortall, that the hungry wormes in the en­trayles of the vnhappy chylde, are not so puisante, as are the cruell dolours in the harte of the father sore wounded. And it is no comparison, for the son is ded but one tyme▪ & ye heuy father dieth euery moment. What wilt thou more that I shulde say? but that one ought to haue enuy of his deth, & compassiō of my life, bicause in dienge he lyueth, & in lyuinge I die. In yl fortunes in case of lyfe, & in ye sub­tyl aduersities of fortune, where as her gyles profiteth but lyttell, and her strength lesse, I thinke the beste remedy is to fele it as a man, and dissimule it as discrete and wise. If all thynges as they be felte at harte shulde be shewed out­warde with the tonge, I thynke that the wyndes shoulde breake the harte with sighinges, and water all the erthe with wepynge. O if the corporall eies sawe the hurt of the hart with a true wound, I swere to the, there they shuld se more of a droppe of bloudde sweatynge within, thanne all the wepynge that is made out warde. There is no compa­ryson of the great dolours of the bodye, to the leest peyne that the spirite feleth. For all trauayle of the body, menne may fynde some remedy, but if the heuy harte speke, it is not harde: if it wepe, it is not sene: if it complayne hit is not beleued. What shall the poore harte do? Abhorre the lyfe, wherwith it dieth: and desire deth, wherwith it liueth. The high vertues amonge noble vertuous people consy­stethe not al only to suffre the passions of the body, but al­so to dissimule them of the sowle. They be suche that alter the humours, and shewe hit not outwarde: They brynge a feuer without alterynge the of poulce: They alter the stomake: They make vs to knele to the erthe, to suffer the water vp to the mouth, & to take death with out leauynge of the lyfe: And fynally they lengthe our lyfe, to thentente [Page] that we shulde haue the more trauaylle, and denyethe vs our sepulture to thentente that we shulde not reste vs. But consideringe. If I be troubled with tribulations, as well am I lette with consolations. For euer I haue either desyre of the one, or werynes of the other. I take this remedye to dissimule with the tongue, and to wepe with the eyes▪ and to [...]ele it with my harte. I passe my lyfe, as he that hopethe to lese all that he hathe, and neuer to reco­uer that is lost. I say this▪ though ye se me not now make funerall wepynges and waylynges, as I dyd at the deth of my sonne, yet thynke not but it doth brenne my hart, so that with the inwarde greatte heate is consumed the hu­myditie of the eies outwarde, for it brennethe all my spy­rites inwarde. Thou mayste knowe what an honoura­ble father suffrethe to lese a good chylde: In all thynges the goddes be lyberall, excepte in gyuynge vs vertuous chyldren. Where there is aboundaunce of great estates, there is greattest scarsitie of good inheritours. It is a great hurte to here, and greatter to see, howe these fathers clyme to haue ryches, and to see their chyldren discende to haue vycyousenes: To se the fathers honour theyr chyl­dren, and the chyldren to infame theyr fathers: yea and the fathers to gyue rest to theyr chyldren, and the children to gyue trouble to their olde fathers: yea and sometyme the fathers dye for sorowe that theyr children dye so soone, and we se the chyldren wepe bycause theyr fathers dye soo late. What shulde I saye more, but that the honour and riches that the fathers haue procured with great thought, the chyldren lose with lyttell care. I am certayne of one thynge, that the fathers may gather ryches with strength and crafte, to susteyne theyr chyldren, but the goddis wyll not haue durable that that is begon with euyll intention, and is founded to the preiudice of other, and is possessed [Page 124] with an euyll heire. And though the heuy destenies of the fader permit, that the riches be left to their childrē to serue them in all their vyces for their pastyme, at last according to their merites, the goddis wyll that the heire & heritage shulde peryshe. Marke what I say, I hadde two sonnes, Comode & the prince Verissimus, the yonger is dead, that was greatest in vertue. Alway I imagined, that while the good lyued, I shuld be pore: & now that the yl remaineth, I thynke to be ryche. I shall shewe the why, the goddis ar so pitieful, that to a pore father they neuer giue yl chyld: & to a riche father they neuer giue a good child. And as in al prosperite alway there falleth some sinister fortune, either soone or late, so therwith fortune doth arme & apparel vs, wherin she seeth we shal fal to our greattest hurt. And therfore the goddis permit, that the couetous faders in gade­ryng with great trauayle shuld die with that hurt, to leue their riches to their vicious childrē yll implied. I wepe as moch for my child yt the goddis haue left me, as for him yt they haue taken fro me. For the small estimation of hym yt liueth maketh immortal memory of him yt is deed. The yl rest & cōuersation of them that liue, cause vs to sigh for the company of them that be deed. The yll is alwaye desired for his ilnes to be deed, & the good alway meriteth to haue his deth bewailed. I say my frend Catulus, I thought to haue lost my wit, whā I saw my son Verissime dye: but I toke comfort ayen: for either he of me, or I of him must se the ende. Cōsidering that the goddis dyd but lend him to me & gaue him not, & how they be inheriters, & I to haue ye vse of the fruit. For al thing is mesured by the iust wyll of the goddes, & not by our disordinate wyls & appetites. I thinke whā they toke away from me my chylde, I restored hym to an other, & not that they haue taken myn. But sith it is the wyll of the goddis to gyue rest to the good childe, [Page] and hurte the father bycause he is yll, I yelde thankes to them: for the seasone that they haue suffered me to enioye his lyfe: And for the pacyence that I haue taken for his deth, I desire them to mytigate therwith the chastisement of their yre. And I desyre, syth they haue taken away the lyfe from this chylde, to cause good customes to be in the prince myne other sonne. I knowe what heuynesse thou haste take in Rome for my sorowe. I pray to the goddis to sende the ioye of thy chylderne, and that I maye rewarde the with some toye, for that thou haste wept for my peyne. My wife Faustine saluteth the: and thou woldest haue cō ­passyon to se her: For she wepeth with her eies, and sygh­eth with her harte, and with her handes hurteth her selfe, and curseth with her tonge. She eateth nothynge on the daye, nor slepeth in the nyght. She loueth darkenes, and abhorreth lyght, and therof I haue no meruayle: for it is reasone, that for that was nourished in her entrayles, she shulde fele sorowe in the same. And the loue of the mother is soo stronge, though her chylde be deed and layde in se­pulture, yet always she hath him quicke in her harte. It is a generall rule, that the person that is entierly beloued, causeth euer great grefe at the deth. And as for me I passe the lyfe ryght sorowfully: though I shewe a ioyfull face, yet I want myrth at my harte. And amonge wyse men be­ynge sorowfulle, and she wynge their faces mery, is none other thynge but burienge the quicke, hauynge no sepul­ture. And I sweare by the goddis immortal, I fele moch more than I haue sayde. And dyuers tymes me thynke I shuld fal downe, bycause I dare not wepe with myne eies, yet I fele it inwardly. I wolde fayne common with the in dyuers thynges. Come I pray the to Bryette, to thentent that we maye speake to gether. And sythe it hath pleased the goddis to take my chylde fro me, that I loued so well, [Page 125] I wolde counsell with the, that art my louyng frend. But fewe dayes passed, there came hyther an ambassadour fro the Rodes, to whom I gaue the moste part of my horses: and fro the farthest part of Spayne, there were broughte me .viii. of whiche I sende the .iiii. I wolde they were su­che, as myght please the. The goddis be thy safegard, and sende me, and my wyfe some ioye. Marcus Aurelius right sorowfull, hath written this with his owne hande.

¶A letter sent by Marc the emperour, to Marcurino being at Sanny, nowe called Benauente. The .ix. letter.

MY speciall frende and auncient compani­on, a messanger of thyne, and a lackeye of myne, wente out togyther at Capue, the one bare my desyre and affection to the, and the other broughte a letter to me. And if thou loke well, thou mayste see my hart as full of thoughtes, as I se thy letter full of complayntes. Thou dost sende to comfort me in my feuer tercyan, I thanke the greately therof, and it is come in a good season. For the goynge of the feuer out of my poulse, and the ioy of thy letter to my spirite, is all one. And surelye if this case be lefte in my hande, and that my feuer retourne not, thā thy consolation shal serue. Lo beholde the miserie of man, that presumethe to take a­way realmes from other, and yet cā not take the feuer out of my bones. Thou knowest well, that we loue togyther, and of a longe season thyn amitie hath trusted in me. My trouthe byndethe me, that thyne ylles shoulde be myne, and my goodes thyne. And there is trewe loue, where be [Page] two bodies seperate, and but one hart togither. And there is but a bytter loue, where the hartes be as ferre asonder, as the straungenes of their persones. Take hede I praye the, that our loue be not inuenimed with vnkyndnes, nor our remembrance enpoysoned with small thoughtes, and I beinge an other than thou arte here, & thou beinge an o­ther than I am there, in maner that myn absence with thy presence, and my presence with thy absence, may speake to gither. Thy messager hath shewed me the losse of thy goo­des, and by thy letter, I knowe the anguysshe of thy per­sonne. And it hath ben shewed me, that thou haste hadde a shyppe peryshed, and that thy factours, lyke wyse men, to saue theyr personnes, dydde throwe thy marchandyse in to the see. Me thynke, thy shyppe hathe eased the of thy charge. But I thinke, as it semeth by the, they threwe not so many fardels into the see, as thought is into thy harte. And accordynge as thou were before, I shoulde be moore bounde to serche for thy leade and tynne, thanne for thy harte. Thy leade is sonken to the bottome, but thy coun­sell is sprede abroode ouer all the worlde. If thou shoul­deste nowe dye, and thy bodye be opened, of trouthe I thynke, that thy hart shuld be rather found drowned with thy leade, than alyue with thy body. O Mercurius, atte this houre thou felest no maladye of any feuer tercian, as I doo, for the harte of thy bodye, and the dolour of thy spirite, causeth the to haue a quartayne. And this euyll is not in the body, but in the shyppe, not on the erthe, but in the see: not with phisitions, but philosophers. I coūsayle the to seke helth: For there thy lyfe is drowned, where thy leade is sonken. Be not angry, for though thou haste not thy leade with the, thy leade hath the with it. Ofte tymes auarice seketh out the auaricious, and somtyme the aua­ricious seke auarice. I [...] shewed me, thou arte sory, by­cause [Page 126] thy domage can haue no remedy: and doest thou not know, that where no remedy is, thou oughtest to take pa­cience? O Mercurius, nowe thou knoweste, yt whan thou diddest aduenture thy goodes to the suspecious rockes, & thy desyres to the depe wawes of the see, and thy couragi­ous auarice, to the importunate wyndes, and thy leed to straunge waters, and as ioyous, and desirous as thy fa­ctours went forth, in truste of wynnynge, as moche nowe thou art sure of the losse: and thus is thy desire drowned, and thy hope scaped. Doest thou not remembre, that So­crates, castinge into the see, not leade, but golde, not a ly­tell, but a great deale, not goodes of other mennes, but of his owne, not by fortune, but by his wysedome, sayde, I wyll drowne these gylefull richesses, to thentent that they shall not drowne me? But I thinke, if a man should se the do so, he shulde here the say: O my swete rychesses, I had rather drowne my selfe, thā other shuld drowne you? This auncient wise man durst not trust in golde, and thou wylt trust on leade: cast lottes among your goddis, he of Athe­nes, and thou of Rome, which of you hath most failed, or els is moste assured? he, that cast his gold from the erth, in to these, orelles thou that woldest brynge thy leade out of these vpon the erth? I knowe, that the ancient Romains wyl say, it is he, and the present couetous folke wyll saye, it is thy selfe. and I thynke, in this thou art dispraysed in the prayse therof, and the dispraysed is alowed of all men. Thy messager tolde me, that thou were right sorie and he­uy, and crieste out in the nyghte, callynge on the goddes, and wakeste thy neyghbours, complaynynge on fortune. I am soore dyspleased for thy heuines, bycause sorowe is nexte frende to thy solytarines, and ennemy to company, and heyre of desperation. I am sorye for thy cryenges in the nyghte: for it induseth foly. For the nyght, couerynge [Page] all the worlde with derknes, thou alone wylt discouer thy harte with crienges. I am not plesed, that thou cōplay­nest vpon the goddes, bicause they haue taken some thing fro the: bycause thou that were aloft, they haue broughte lower: Nor I am not plesed, that thou awakest thy neigh­bours for thy ryches, that caused them to enuy the: thy pacience shuld moue them to cōpassion. Nor I am not cōtēt, that thou shuldest so complayne on fortune: for the thinge so wel knowē of many, shuld not be infamed by one alone. O Mercurius remēbre, that with them, with whom truce is taken, thou wylt entre agayn into the field of defiance. We vnbend, and thou wylt spend thy speres. Thou neuer camest into the fielde, and yet thou woldeste enioy the try­umph. Al be stopped, and thou woldest passe surely. Thou yeldest thy selfe to fortune, and doest thou not knowe, how she beteth downe the high wals, and defendeth the old ro­ten houses, and peopleth where there lacketh people, and vnpeopleth where as peple be? Of enimies she maketh frē ­des, and of frendes enmies, and dispoileth the vāquishers, and crowneh them that be ouercom. Of traitours, she ma­keth true men, and trewe menne she maketh suspecte per­sons. And fynally, fortune is suche a maystresse, that she ruleth realmes, ouercommeth armies, beateth downe kin­ges, exalteth tyrantes, to the deed she gyueth lyfe, and to some renoume, and to some shame. Why styckest thou to her? Doest thou not remembre the worde, that the kyng of the Lacedemoniens hadde at his gate, sayenge, This house is at the puttynge downe of fortune. In good sothe these were hyghe wordes, and of greatte vnderstandyng, he knewe fortune moche better than thou, sith he rekeneth his house at fortunes disposition, and not for enheritance. And if he hadde loste any thynge, as thou haste doone, he thoughte, that she restored it to other as theyrs, and had [Page 127] not taken his. Reason holdeth confidence, to argue thy treason, by that she deposeth the fro thy heyghte, to be an heriter: for he that lyueth, heryteth deathe, and not death the lyfe, for all dyeth, and it heryteth al in theyr lyfe. Wilt thou take vengeance, of that hath giuen the so moch pein? Therfore take this councel: be frende to fortunes enmye, the whiche is the graue: Ouer them that be borne, and not ouer them that dye, is her empyre. O howe many greatte lordes haue ben the thoughtes of thy harte, soo as many wormes shall be in thyn entrayles? What greatter victo­ry may be, thanne she that ouercometh all lyuers, shall be vanquyshed of the alonely by dethe. I saye one thynge to the, that all onely he that is closed in his graue, is assured of all thynges of this lyfe. Thy messager shewed me, that this sommer thou woldest come to Rome, and nowe that it is wynter, thou wylte sayle into Alexandrye. O, my frende Mercurio, whan thy lyfe draweth to an ende, thou begin­nest to be auaritious. Thou shalt fynde two cities in this worlde, in two extremytes, Rome the heed of vice, and A­lexaundry the ende of all vertues. I say of thy merchaun­dyse, in Rome thou doost charge thy body with vices, and in Alexaundrye thy harte with thoughtes. I swere by the othe of a iuste man, that thou shalte haue more desyre, of that thou leauest, then contentation of that thou beareste away. Thou remembrest not, howe it is wynter, and thou must passe the see, & but if the pylotes lye to me, the caulme season most sure, is the vigil of the more vnfortune. Thou wylt saye, thy shyppes be voyde, and therfore they shal go more surely. I beleue they shal go more charged with aua­rice, thanne they shall come with sylke. O what a good chaunge shal it be, if the auarice of Italy myght be chan­ged for sylke of Alexandry. I knowe surely theyr sylke wil lade a shyppe, and our auarice wyl lade a hole flete. Great [Page] is that couetyse, whiche the shame of the worlde dothe not repreue, nor the feare of death stoppe, nor reason appoint. I say it, bycause that he, which in such a tyme offreth him selfe to peryl, eyther couetise surmounteth hym, orels vn­derstandynge fayleth hym. And bycause I can finde none other excuse sufficient to excuse me to the, but that thou art as moche knowen by the see, as vnknowen to the goddis, that is, the vnstable wawes knowe the wicked harte and vnrestefull, and the harde rockes vnruly menne: and one wind knoweth an other wynde. I pray the shewe me, what thou wylte go serche? Wylt thou go into the gulfe of Arpi­no for to seke thy leade? Than take hede, and thynke, how the fyshe hath eaten thy harde leade, and let them not eate thy softe fleshe. Thou wylt peraduenture go seke thy goo­des with peryll of thy lyfe, and to leaue renowme at thy deth. Knowest thou not, that suche renoume, is a salue for a rewme, a baume for a swowning, lyght to a blynde per­sonne, a nyghtingale to the deafe? I wyll discouer the en­bushment, er thou falle therin. Thou sekeste thoughte for thy selfe, enuye for thy neyghbours, spurres for thyn ene­mies, wakynge for theues, peryll for thy body, damnati­on for thy renome, the endynge of they life, flighte for thy frendes, processe for thy chyldren, and cursynge for thyn heires. And bycause the feuer hasteth toward me, I leaue my penne to write any more. My wyfe Faustine saluteth the, and is sore displeased for thy losse. I sende the a proui­sion, to the entent that a shippe may be gyuen the, bycause thou shuldest not lose thy wytte. If thou be in Alexandrie, returne not by Rhodes, leaste the Pyrates take the. The goddis be thy saufgarde, and send me and other good life, and good name with straungers.

¶A letter sent by Marc the emperour to Antigonus, comfortyng hym in a sorowfull case. ¶The tenthe letter.

MArke pretour Romayne, Edile, Censorine, cō ­panyon of the empire, to the Antigonus ba­nyshed, sendeth greting to thy part, and good hope of the senate. To me beinge in Cham­pain, thy heuy case was shewed, and at this houre in the temple of Iupiter was thy pitieful letter deli­uered to me. I fele as moche as thou feleste, and am hurte with as many woūdes. As thou art separate fro thy neighbours, so in likewise I am banished frō my wittes: and I wepe at this howre for the, as thou in my trauayles haste wepte for me: and nowe I fele for the, as thou haste felte for me. For to frendes afflicted with sorowe, we oughte to gyue remedy to their persones, and consolation and com­passion to their hartes. I swere to the by the lawe of good men, in this case I haue not ben vncourteys of aunciente tyme, nor cruell at this tyme, to feele it. As I redde the ly­nes of thy letter, I coude not holde my handes from sha­kynge, nor my harte from syghyng, nor myn eyen fro we­pyng, to se the small thing that thou sendest to demaunde, and moche more for lacke of power to sende to the. The greattest infortune of all infortunes, is whan a man may do lyttell, and wolde do moche. And the greattest fortune of all fortunes is, whan a man may do moche, and wylle doo but lyttell. In this I wyll se, if thou hast forgoten our amitie, and aduenturest at one tyme, that I haue trusted in the dyuers times. Thou knowest wel, that in the young dais of my youth, al thinges were discharged fro my hart, and charged them to thyne vnderstandynge. Than it is a iuste thyng, that thy trauayles shuld be discharged fro thy [Page] wyll, and charged vpon my hart. And in this maner, thou and other, shall see and here, that my handes shalbe as re­dy to remedy the, as my teares of wepynge are for thy da­mage. Nowe come to the rest of euyll fortune. Thou gy­uest me knowledge, that the goddis haue taken a dough­ter fro the: And the monstrous erthequake hath throwen downe thy howse, and the senate hath gyuen a sentence a­gaynste the, wherby thy goodes are loste, and thy persone banyshed. The goddis be to me as propyce and meke, as they haue ben cruelle to the. I am soore abasshed, of that my spirite hath conceyued in this, as of the losse, that thou & thy wyfe haue felt: yet am I not abashed of the monster, that feareth the people, nor of the trymblynge, that hathe shaken downe thy howses, nor of the fyre, that hath brent thy goodes, nor of the goddis that haue permitted suche thynges to falle: But I am abashed, that there is so mo­che malyce in the, and in thy neyghbours: For the whiche iustely ye do deserue to haue soo horrible and cruelle cha­stysementes. Beleue me in oone thynge Antigonus, and doubte it not, yf men lyued lyke men, and chaunged not the rule of conditours, the goddis wolde then be always as goddis, not to cause vs to be borne of oure mothers, to gyue vs so cruel chastisemētes by the hande of monstrous beastes. Certaynely it is iuste and mooste iuste, that brute beastes be chastysed by other brute beastes, and the mon­sterous, by other monsterous beastes: and such as offend with greatte fautes, to be punyshed with great peynes. I say to the one thynge, the whiche semeth a newe thynge to the, and that is this, the euyll persons offende more by infamy, than the goddis gyue theym peyne for it, rather than for the offence that is cōmitted ageynst them. As the goddis naturally be pitiefull, and alwaye haue the name therof, so we are always euyl, and our euylnes and shame­ful [Page 129] werkes deserue to haue sore chastisement. The symple folkes call the goddis cruell, in that they se theyr chastise­ment openly, and for they see not our secrete ylnesse. Than the goddis haue reason to complayn, bicause we with our sinnes offend them, and they by our cruelnes are infamed. An ineffable rule it is, that the pitieful goddis do not pu­nysshe extremely with extreme chastysementes, sythe that fyrste the vicious men doo extremely with extreme vyces. The tyme that Camillus was banyshed Capue, and that the frenche men possessed Rome, Lucius Clarus consule was sent by the senate to the oracle of Apollo, to demande counsell, what the Romayne people shuld do to be delyue­red out of their great perylle. And there this consule was xl. dayes within the temple on his knees before Appollo, offerynge right straunge sacrifices, and shedde many tea­res with wepynge, and yet he coulde haue none answere: and so with no smal inconueniences he returned to Rome. Than the holy senate sēt out of euery temple two priestis, and whan they were prostrate on the erthe, Apollo sayde: As one beginnynge is correspondent to an nother begyn­nynge, and one place to an nother, Meruaylle thou not, though by the reason of an extreme demaunde, I shewed my selfe extreme to answere. Ye Romaynes sythe ye faylle men, ye come to seke to the goddis, for the occasion wher­of we wyll gyue you no good coūsayle whan ye haue nede, nor permytte that men shulde fauour you, whan ye goo to seke for them. Regarde my frendes, not for the sacrifyces, that ye haue offred to me, but for the amitie, that I haue had with your fathers in tyme past, I wyl discouer to you a secrete, the whiche is, that ye shall say to the Romaynes fro me .vii. thynges. The fyrste is, lette neuer man leaue the goddis for an other man, for feare that the goddis de­part fro the myserable man in his moste greattest necessi­tie. [Page] The .ii. is, that more auayllethe to holde the parte of one of the goddis immortall, that is in heuen, than with all the mortall men in the worlde. The .iii. is, that menne shulde beware to anoye the goddis, for the yre of the god­des doth more domage than the iniquitie of all men. The iiii. is, the goddis neuer forgette a man at any tyme, but if the goddes be forgotten by men a. M. tymes. The .v. is, that the goddis do suffre, that one shall be persecuted by an other that is ylle, or they haue fyrste persecuted one that is good. And therfore ye are stryke with the feates of the frenchemen: bicause ye haue persecuted and banyshed Camyllus your naturalle neyghbour. The .vi. is, if the men wyl haue the goddis fauourable in the time of warre, they muste serue them fyrste in tyme of peace. The .vii. is, that the pitiefull goddes sendeth not to any realme some extreme chastisement, but if it be for some extreme offen­ces commytttd in the same realme. And shewe to the Se­nate, that I wold make none answere to Lucius Clarus, bycause they sent so yll a man to theyr god Apollo as am­bassadur, the whiche they ought not to haue done. Ye Ro­mayns take this counsell of me, and if ye fynde it yl, take no more of me. In a straunge message sende alwayes the most eloquent men, and in your senate set the wysest men: And commytte your hostes to valiant capitayns: and to your goddes sende alway the most innocent men. The iust goddes neuer appease their ires ageinste vniust men: but if the requirers be very innocente and meke. For a fowle vessell is not made cleane but with fayre water. For with foule handes it is hard to make the vessel clene. The god­dis be so iust, that they wyl not gyue iuste thynges but by hādes of iust mē. Finally I say, if ye wyl driue the french men your ennemies out of your landes, fyrste cast out the passiōs fro your hartes. Thynke for trouth, that the god­dis [Page 130] wyll neuer driue your ennemies out of Italy, tyll Ca­myllus and al the gyltlesse that be banyshed, be returned ageyn to Rome. Certaynly the cruell warres that the god­dis permytte at this tyme presente, is but a warnynge of the chastisementes for offences passed. For that the yl men haue done to the innocentes in diuers dayes, after by the handes of other that be yl, the paimēt is made in one daye. This answere Apollo made to the priestes flamynes, that were sent to hym out of Rome, whiche thinge made the se­nate sore abashed. I remēbre, that in the boke of the aun­swere of the goddis, in the annales of the capitol, there I founde it: the whiche boke the first day of euery monethe was red by a senatour, before al the other senatours of the senate. Therfore frēd Antigonus, as the god Apollo said, if thou wylt not beleue me, that am thy frende, beleue the god Apollo. O Antigonus, beholde howe the vnderstan­ding of vayn men are but bestly to the spirites of the god­dis, whiche are secret and hid: and where as they speke, al other ought to be stylle. For one counsell of the goddis is more worth in mockerie, than al the coūsels of mē, though they be neuer so ernest. Of whens thinkest thou that this cometh? I shall shewe the: The goddis are soo perfyte in all bountie, and so wise in al wisedome, and we are so yl in all malyce, & so simple in all symplenes, that though they wolde erre, they can not bicause they be goddis: and we yt wolde be assured, erre, bycause we be men. And herin I se what a brute beast man is: for all these mortall men are so entier in their owne wylles, that they wyll lose more in fo­lowyng their owne opinion, than wynne by the counsel of an other man: and that worst of al is, they take so the bytte in the teeth in doinge yll, that there is no bridell that can refrayne them. And they are so slowe to do well, that there is no pricke nor spourre that can dryue theym forwarde. [Page] Thou doest complayne of the pytiefull goddis, and of the sacrate senate. Also thou complaynest of ioyfulle fortune. Thre thynges there be, that one of them is inoughe with one stroke of a stone, to take away thy lyfe, and bury thy renoume. And whan eche of them hath drawen the apart, than al together wyl stryke on the with stones. Thou hast taken great competitours, and yet I knowe not what thy worthynes is. I shal shewe the some strengthes and vali­antnes that the aunciente barons hadde, and therby thou shalt se, what they of this worlde dothe holde. ¶The felawe of Scipio Nasica toke a serpente in the mountayns of Egipt, whiche after it was slayne, flayed, and the skynne mesured in the felde of Mars, it was .vi. score fote of length. Hercules of Thebes proued his force with the serpente Hydra, And in strykynge of one of his heedes, there sprange out .vii. other heades. ¶Mylon the giaunt to exercise his strength was accustomed euery day to ouertake a bul with renninge a fote, and cast hym downe, and he made many courses with the bull, as it were an other naked yonge man: and yet, that was more meruayle, he with one stroke of his fist slewe the bul, and the same day wolde eate hym all together. ¶On mount Olympe Cerastus the giaunt of the nacion of Grece, wrasteled with mo than .l.M. menne, and none coude styre nor shake him. And if Homere begileth vs not of this gyaunt, he was of suche fame and dedes, that eue­ry foure yeres, there was a custome, that al nations of the world went to wrastle at moūt Olympe. And therof came the rekenynge of the Olympiades.

¶In the second warre punike among the captiues of so­rowefull Carthage, Scipio brought a manne, a lorde of Maurytayne, ryght strong and fierse to behold: and in ce­lebratynge a spectacle in the palayes of Rome, which was [Page 131] than of greatte renoume, there were innumerable beastes ron at: This captiue prisoner lept into the parke, and kyl­led two beares, and wrastled with a lyon a great whyle: fi­nally being sore hurte with the lyons pawes, he strangled the lyon with his handes. This was a monstrous thynge to se, and nowe it semeth incredyble to be belued. ¶In the yere .CCCCxx. of the foundation of Rome, Cu­rio Ledent a renoumed capitayne, comynge fro Tarente agaynst Pyrro kyng of the Epirotes: he was the first that brought .iiii. Oliphātes to Rome the day of his triumph. Stages and places were made for .xxx.M. men to se the rennynge of these Olyphauntes: and in the myddes of the pastyme, the plankes brake, and slewe mo than .v.M. per­sons. And among them there was Numatian, the whiche bare vpon his shulders a planke with mo than .iii.C. men, tyl that he and they were succoured.

¶Gayus Cesar beinge yonge, fleinge the companye of Sylla, bycause he was perteyninge to Marius, he being amonge the Rodiens wan his meate with coursyng & runnynge of horses, with his handes bounde dehynd hym. It was a monstrous thinge to se, as the annales wytnesse: howe he wolde guyde the horses with his knees soo faste, as thoughe he had drawen them with the reynes of theyr bridelles.

¶In the .xv. yere that the capitayne of Cartagenens en­tred into Italy, our auncient fathers sente to the realme of Frigie for the dyesse Berecynthia, mother of the god­dis: and whan she arryued at the porte Hostie, the shyppe that she came in, ranne vppon the sande, and by the space of .iiii. dayes .xxx.M. men, that came in the army, coude not remoue it: by chaunce came thither one of the virgins vestales named Rea, whiche with her gyrdelle tyed to the shyppe, drewe it to the lande as easily as she wolde haue [Page] drawen a threde from the distaffe: And to the intente that we shulde beleue suche thinges, as we here were done in tymes past, we may know it by dedes done presētly in our days. I remembre whan my lord Adrian came fro Dacie, he dydde celebrate a spectacle in Rome, wherin there was mo than .ii.M. wyld bestes. And the thing most notable yt we haue sene, there was a knyght borne by the riuer Da­nubio, who toke a hors, and ran into the parke, and slewe so many wylde bestes, that there fledde fro him lyons, leo­pardes, beares, olyphantes, and we dyd fle fro them: and he slewe mo of them than they dyd of men. These strange thinges I haue recyted to the, that of all these I am not so abashed, as I am of the, to se the redye to doo armes a­geinst the goddis, and against the senate, and ageinst for­tune. These thre are gyauntes in vertuous valyauntyse, and happy at all tymes: and they be suche as commaund them that commande other. The goddis by their natura­lyte and power close vp the furies, and gouerne the ster­res: And the senate with their Iustyce ouercomethe real­mes, and subdueth tyrantes: and fortune with her tirāny taketh them that they leaue, and leauethe them that they take: and honoureth them that they dishonour, and cha­styseth them that serue her: she begyleth euery person, and no person begyleth her: she promyseth moche, and fulfyl­leth nothynge: her songe is wepynge, and her wepinge is songe, to them that be deed amonge wormes, and to them that lyue in fortunes: at them that be present she spurneth with her fete, and threateth them that be absente. All wyse men shrinke fro her, but thou lyke a fole sheweste her thy face. Of one thynge I am abashed of the, to complayne of the senate, and yet I meruayle not: for in conclusion they be but men: yet of trouth in thinges of Iustice they ought to be more than men. And to complayn on fortune, I mer­uayle [Page 132] not a lyttell: for in the ende fortune is fortune amōg mortalle men. And all the heuens is of an aunciente qua­relle, and whan we are besette with mooste greattest qua­relles, than she stryketh vs with most greuous hurtes. I haue great wonder, that thou being a Romain, cōplainest on the goddis, as if thou were one of the barbariens. We Romayns are not so moche renowmed among al nations, for the multitude of realmes that we haue ouercome, as we are for the great churches and seruices that we haue made. Thou complaynest, howe the goddes haue broken thy houses with an erthquake, and haue slayne thy doughter, felowe in thy banyshemente, and al in one daye: But thou dost not remembre the offences that thou hast cōmit­ted in dyuers cases. O my frende Antigonꝰ, thou knowest not, yt out of our yl processes cometh forth good sentences: and thou knowest not, yt our wicked workes are but a wa­king of true Iustice. Knowest thou not, that the fierse cha­stisementes, is but a presse that hasteth the gret cōminges of your yonge desires? and knowest thou not, that it is no thynge that the goddes do chastise openly, to that they do dissimule in secrete? Dost thou not knowe, that in conclu­sion the goddis be goddis, & the mortalles are mortalles, and they may do vs more good in one day, than we can do seruice in a. C.M. yere? Doest thou not knowe, that the least yl done by the handes of the pitiefull goddis, is more goodnes than all the welth that may come by the handes of the cruel men? Thā wherof dost thou complain? I pray the be styl. And sith thou art amonge strāgers, suffre. And thou wilte haue honour, dishonour not the goddis of the Romayns. For the vniust mē do gret iniustice to speke yll of them that be iust, & specially of the goddis, for they are most iust. Certainly as Cicero sayth, the greatest faut in a man that is good, is to approue the yl rather thā ye good: [Page] and the moste greattest yuell in an yll man is to condemne the good for the yll. Thou knowest not howe iust the god­dis be. Of trouthe they chaunge not for any prayer, nor leaue nat for any thretenynges, nor mocke not by wordes: nor be not corrupt with gyftes. Great ought thyn offence to be, sithe the erthe hath taken vengeance for the goddis: and thy innocent doughter hathe payde the faute, for the offence of her father. O Antigonus, doste thou not know, that in all thynges the goddis may werke after their own opinyon and wylle, excepte in Iustyce: for in that they be goddis of all, they oughte to be egall to all? And if theyr bountie doth bynde them to rewarde vs for goodnesse, no lesse their iustyce constrayneth them to chastyse vs for our ylles. It is a greatte custome, and a ryghtouse Iustyce, He that wyllyngely draweth to synne, agaynst his wyll is drawen to peyne. I say it bycause thy doughter hath lefte to do some good openly, or elles she hath done some secrete ylle, sithe in her youth her lyfe is bereued frome her father for ensample of chastysement in other. And in the ende of thy letter thou complaynest, that the peyne that men doo to the, is more greatter than the offences that thou haste done to the goddis. And if hit be thus frende Antygone, thou oughtest to haue no displeasure, but pleasure, no he­uynes but ioye. And I swere to the by the immortall god­dis, I wolde gladly chaunge my lybertie for thy captiuy­tie, and the state of Rome for thy banyshement of Sycile. And I shall telle the why: He is honoured amonge theym that be honoured, that fortune abateth without faute: and he is shamed amonge theym that be shamed, that fortune inhāceth without merite. For the shame is not in the incō ­uenientes that is done to vs by men, but it is of the offēce that we commytte ageynst the goddis. And in like case the honourable honour restethe not in the dygnyties that we [Page 133] haue, but in the good workes, wherby we meryte. And therby the wordes seme trewe, that the .xi. emperour of Rome bare writen in a rynge on his fynger, whiche sayde thus: More is he to be honoured, that deserueth honour, than he that hath it and deserueth it not. These wordes are greatly to be noted, and spoken by a great lorde. Than retourne to the purpose. Thou complaynest of the wron­ges and greues that men do to men, and leue the goddis. I haue no meruayle: for as the goddis do neuer vniuste thynges, so the menne neuer lyghtly do any thynge iuste. Note this that I say, and forgette it not. The senate gy­ueth an open peyne, and publyssheth the secrete faulte, in suche maner that with the peyne they hurte vs, and with the faute they shame vs. The goddes are more pitiefull: for though they gyue vs pein, yet they kepe the faut close. A my frende Antigone, though the goddes gather togider the slouthe and wyckednes, that we commytte secretelye, Beleue me and doubte not, the goddis gyue lyfe to many, the whiche men bereueth. Therfore I thynke, that thou shuldest thynke and wyshe, that syth the goddis haue suf­fred the ylles that thou hast done secretly, that thou must suffre open chastysement, that men haue gyuen to the. For otherwise thinkynge to put away the peyne, thou shalt a­byde charged with infamy. I haue written to the this lōg epystle, to thentent that thou shuldest haue some thyng to passe the tyme with. Certaynly the greattest easemente to ease hym that is in trauayle, is to exercyse the wauerynge harte with some good occupations. I wyll write no more to the at this tyme, but as touchynge thy banyshemente, truste me I shal brynge the at one with the senate. I sende Panutius my secretarie to the, gyue as moche credence to his wordes, as to my letter. And he bryngeth a gowne to the, and therwith my harte and wylle for to comforte the. [Page] Salutation, peace, and good age be with the: and theire of the goddis and yll fortune be seperate fro me. Marke, my household, wyfe, and chyldrē salute the as thyn own. And we salute all thy family as our owne. Thoughe the halfe of my letter be not of my hande, comforte the, for my harte is entirely thyne. Thou knoweste howe I was gre­uously hurte in the warres of Dacye in my hande, and in moyste wethers one of my fyngers slepeth. Thus I make an ende as always thyn owne.

¶An other letter sent by Marc themperour to the same Antigonus ageynst cruell iuges. The leuenth letter.

MArc the sycke manne, to the Antigonus ba­nyshed, desyreth salute for hym, and reste for the. To eschewe the enuious trauaylles of Rome, and to se certayne bokes of Hebrewe, that were broughte to me fro Helya, I came hyther to Sanya: I made great haaste in my iournayes, howe be it at Salon the feuer toke me: and the .xx. day of Iune I receyued thy seconde letter, and the same houre the feuer quartayne toke me. I thynke none of vs bothe had the better hande. For neyther my longe letter dydde put away thy trauayle, nor thy shorte letter dyd put away my feuer. And though as nowe the felynge of thy trauaile minissheth that I had, the more brenneth the desire to re­medy the. Therfore I wyll say some thinge to the, but not that I fynde any consolation that thou haste nede therof. In the lawe of Rhodes I haue founde these wordes: we commaunde, that none be so hardy to gyue counsail with out remedy: for the wordes to hym yt is in trouble gyuethe small consolation, whā there is no remedy. Also the herte that is in sorow, hath more rest shewing his own greues, [Page 134] then herynge the consolation of other. Thou sayest in thy letter, that the censures are right rigorous in that realme: and therfore al that nation hath yll wyll with the senate. I beleue well they haue good occasion therof: for dishonou­red men make the ministers of Iustice to be rigorous, and namely they of that yle. For there is an ancient prouerbe, that sayth, lyghtly all these ylles ar yll, and the Siciliens worst of all. Now adays the yll are mighty in their ylnes, and the good with their vertues are kepte so close, that yf there be not some bridell by iustyce, the yll shuld possesse al the world, and the good shuld fynyshe shortly. But finally to consider how vnable we be borne, & ar enuironned with so many ylles, beinge subiect to so many miseries. I mer­uayle not of the humanities that the humain people com­mytteth: but I am ashamed of the cruel sentence that our Censures do, not as Romayns, but as cruell tyrantes. Of one thyng I am sore abashed, and greatly it troubleth my wyttes, seinge naturally & of right the iustyce of the god­dis is good, and we offendyng them, and that haue iustice but lent to vs, yet we glorifie vs to be cruell: so yt the god­dis do pardon iniuries done to thē, wherby fame of meke­nes abideth to them: and we chastise the iniuries of other, wherby we wyn the fame of tyrātis. In good sothe there is no man among men, nor humain among the humains, but he is as a brute beast, and wilde among wyld beastis, that nameth hym selfe to be of the fleshe, and hath no pitie to hurte other fleshe: Nor considereth not, that the goddis hath made hym a meke beast & lowly by nature, & he beco­meth a fiers serpent by malyce. In the .xii. yere of the foū ­dation of Rome, Romulus the first kynge sent a cōmāde­ment into al places & realmes nygh to him: as to the Vol­gues, Samites, & Russiens, to Capue, Tarentis, & Alba­noys: to thentent that all such as were banished troubled [Page] and persecuted in their realmes, shuld come to Rome, and there they shulde be receyued and well entreated: and ex­cept the hystories lye, Rome was more inhabited in tenne yeres, than Babylon or Cartage in a. C. yeres. O glori­ous harte of Romulus, that suche a thyng inuented: and glorious tongue, that suche a thynge commaunded: and glorious was the citie or coūtrey, that foūded them vpon suche mercy and pytie. I haue founde dyuers letters of dyuers realmes of the orient, sent forth, mēcionyng thus: We the kynge of Parthes in Asie, to the conscript fathers of Rome, and to the happy people of Italy, and vnto all them of that empyre, hauynge the name of Romaynes, and surname of clemency, Salutation to your persones. We sende peace and tranquillitie to you, as we demaunde the same of the goddis.

¶Thus than regarde, what glorious title of Clemencie our predecessours Romayns hadde: and what exaumple of clemency they haue left for al emperours to com. Take this for certayne, that the Censures or mynysters of Iu­styce, forgettynge the pitie of the Romayns, shalbe repu­ted cruelle, as Barbariens: Nor Rome shall not repute them as her naturall chyldren, but as cruelle ennemies: and not for augmentours of the common welth, but infa­mours and robbers of clemency.

¶Whan I was of the age of .xxxvii. yere, beinge in the yle of Crete, nowe called Cypres, in wynter tyme, There was a mountayne called Archadio, whervpon foure pyl­lers were sette, and a sepulchre of a kyng of worthy fame, and in his lyfe pitiefull and ful of mercy: and as one she­wed me, there were certayne wordes written in greke let­ters rounde aboute the sepulchre, saying thus: I haue ta­ken to me alwayes this counsayle, where as I myght do but lytell good, I neuer dyd harme: & that that I myght [Page 135] haue with peace, I neuer stroue for: Suche as I myght ouercome with prayer, I neuer feared with thretnynges. Where as I might remedy secretely, I dyd neuer chastise openly: theym that I myght correcte with warnynges, I neuer hurted with beatynges: Suche as I chastysed openly, I fyrste aduertysed secretely: and fynally I neuer chastysed one, but I forgaue foure. I am ryght sorowful, bycause that I haue chastysed: and am glad bycause that I pardoned. In as moche as I was borne as a manne, my fleshe is here eaten with wormes: and bycause I haue lyued vertuously in my lyfe, my spirite shal now rest with the goddis.

¶Howe thynkest thou my frende Antygonus, what an Epitaphye was this? And howe gloryous was his lyfe, sythe the memorie of hym vnto this daye abydeth soo im­mortall? And as the goddis may helpe me in al goodnes, and defend me fro yll, I haue not so great delyte at Pom­pey with his army, nor at Gaius Iulius Cesar with his Gaules of Fraunce, nor at Scipio with his Affricans, as I haue at the kyng of Cypres with his sepulchre. For that kynge hath more glorie in that mountayne beinge deade, than all the other had in all their lyues, with al their try­umphes, that euer they had in Rome. I say not, but that the wyckednes of yll people shulde be chastysed: for with out comparison, he is worse that fauoureth the ylle, than he that commytteth the yl: for the one procedeth of weke­nes, and the other of malice. But it semeth to me, and to al other that be wise, that as the synne is natural, & the cha­stysement voluntarie: so ought the rigour of Iustyce to be temperate, so that the ministers shoulde shewe com­passion rather than vengeance: wherby the trespassours shulde haue occasyon to amende their synne passed, and not to reuenge the iniurie presente. O whatte places and [Page] realmes haue ben loste, not for the ylnes that the yl people hath cōmitted, but rather by the disordinate Iustyce, that the ministers of iustice haue exercised? Thinkyng by their rigour to correcte the domages passed, wherby hath rysen sclaunders and stryfe, neuer none such hard of afore. Whā a prince sendeth any person with the charge of iustyce, he ought to say to hym these wordes, whiche Auguste Cesar sayd to the gouernour of Affrike: I put not the cōfidence of myn honour into thy hondes, nor cōmitte to the my iu­styce, to be a distroyer of innocentes, nor an executioner of synners: but that with one hande thou shuldest helpe the good to maynteyn them therin: & with the other hande to helpe to reyse them that be yll from their noughtynesse. And myn intention is to sende the forth to be a preceptour of orphans, and an aduocate for wydowes, a surgion for all woundes, a staffe for the blynde, a father to euery per­son, to speke fayre to myn ennemies, & to reioyce my fren­des. In this maner I wolde thou shuldest vse thy selfe in euery place, so that by the fame of pitiefulnes, suche as be myn shalbe in reste & content to be my subiectis, and that straungers shalbe desirous to come and serue me. ¶This instructiō August Cesar gaue to a gouernour of his, bicause it was shewed him, that he was somwhat cru­ell in that realme. Certainly they were short wordes, but they be right cōpendious: And wold to god they were wri­ten in the hartes of our iuges. Thou writest, how that ile is sore troubled by reson of the censures & iuges therof. It is a noyfulle trauayle to receyue the auctoritie of iustyce into the hande of an vniust man: and it is a thyng not to be suffred, that one with tyranny shulde tyrannyse diuers other: not with the lyfe, but with the auctoritie to correcte good men, therby to be called a good cēsure. The auctorite of his office giuē to him by his prince oughte to be his ac­cessarie, [Page 136] and his good lyfe for principall: in suche maner, that by the rectitude of his iustice, the yll shuld fele the ex­cution therof. Al that haue auctorite shuld tempre it with wysedome & purenes of liuinge. It is a great goodnes to the cōmon welth, and great confusion to hym that is cha­stised with peyne, whā the miserable that is chastised, seeth nothynge in hym that chastiseth, wherby he hath deser­ued to be chastised. And cōtrary, it is great slackenes in a prince to cōmaunde, and great shame to the comon welth to consente, and great inconuenyence and reprofe to the iudge to execute: whan a poore wretche for a smal faute is put to more peyne for the same smal faut done in one day, than is gyuen to them that be greate for many tyrannyes, that they haue commytted during their life. These be they that peruerte the common welth, and sclander the worlde, and put them selfe out of auctoritie.

¶In the .iii. yere that great Pōpeie toke Elia, the which is nowe Ierusalem, the same tyme beinge there Valerius Graccus, thyder came an Hebrewe, or a iewe, as the anna­les shewe, to complayne to the Senate of the wronges & greues that were done to hym in that londe, & so in doinge his errāde in the name of al that ꝓuince, he sayd these wordes: O fathers conscript, O happy people, your fatal de­stenies ꝑmitte, and our god leueth vs with Ierusalē, lady of al Asie, & mother to ye Ebrues, to be in seruage of Rome, & to the Romains: Certeynly gret was ye power of Pōpey, & moch more the force of his army to take vs. But therfore I say, that greatter was the yre of our god, & without comparison the multitude of our synnes, wherby we dyd me­rite to be lost. I wold ye knew one thīg, & it sore displeseth me, yt ye Romaynes haue not proued it by experiēce. That is, our god is so iust, yt if among vs there had bē .x. iust mē, & amonge .l.M. yl, one god, he wold haue ꝑdoned al ye yll: [Page] And than ye Romayns shulde haue sene as the Egiptiens dyd, howe our god alone may do moch more than al your goddis togyther. And certaynely as longe as we be syn­ners, so longe ye shall be our lordes. And as longe as the yre of the Hebrues god doth endure, so longe shall the po­wer of the Romayns laste. And bycause in this case I fo­lowe one way, and by your secte ye folowe an other waye, ye can not retourne to honour one god onely, nor I to ho­nour dyuers goddis. I wyll leue this matter to the god, by whose power we haue ben nourished, & by whose boūte we be gouerned, and returne to the case of our embassade. Ye know what peace hath ben betwene Rome and Iudee, and betwene Iudee and Rome, we with you, and ye with vs. In all thynges we haue obeyed you, and ye vs. Noo iuste thyng we haue denyed you. And bicause there is no­thynge more desyred of the people, and lesse put in opera­tion than is peace, and there is nothynge more abhorred, by the whiche abhorynge euery mā lyueth, thā is warre: I do warn you of this with truth, prouyde therfore iustice, put them awaye yt folowe your wylles to do vs yl: And let vs haue no suche malycious folke, as intyse vs to rebell. The greatteste signe and strongeste pyller of peace is to put away the perturbers of peace. What profyte is to saye peace peace, & in secrete to say warre warre? I say this bi­cause ye haue banished the eldest son of king Idumeo out of Lyon for his demerites, and ye haue sente in his stede Campanius, Marcus, Ruffus, and Valerius Graccus for presidentes. They be .iiii. plages. or .iiii. pestilences, so that the least of them were sufficiente to enpoyson the hole empire of Rome, than moche soner our myserable realme of Palestyne. What thynge can be more monstrous, than that the iudges of Rome shuld sende men to put away ylle customes fro them that be yll, and they them selfes are the [Page 137] inuentours of newe vyces? What greatter shame and in­conuenience is in Iustice, than they that haue auctoritie to chastise wanton youth, to glorifie them selfe to be capi­taynes of theym that be wylde? What greatter infamye can be in Rome, than they that ought to be vertuous and iuste, to gyue example to other to be yll and vicious? I lye if they haue not so writhen and enlarged the disciplyne of Iustyce, that they haue taught the youthe of Iude suche vyces, that haue not ben harde of by our fathers, nor red in no bokes, nor sene in our tyme. O Romayns beleue me in one thynge, what counselles Iude hath taken of Rome at this houre, lette Rome take of Iudee. Many realmes are gotten with myghty capitaynes, and moche shedyng of blode, and ought to be obserued with a good iudge, not in shedynge of blode, but in gettynge of hartes. Certain­ly the iudge that wynneth moo good wylles than money, ought to be beloued: and he that serueth for moneye, and loseth the good wylles, for euer oughte to be abhorred as pestylence. What thynke ye is the cause nowe adays, that your presidentes be not obeyed in a iust cause? Of a trouth it is bycause, that fyrste they commaunde vniust thinges. The commandementes that be iuste, maketh soft & meke hartes, and suche as be vniust, maketh men cruel. We be so myserable in all myseries, that to hym that commaun­deth well, we obey yll: and the more yl they commaunde, the more obeyed wolde they be. Beleue me in one thynge, that of the great lyghtnes and small sadnes of the iuges, is bredde lytell feare and great shame in the subiectis. We that be iewes thynk our selfe wel aduertised by the mouth of our god that sayth, Euery prynce commyttyng charge of Iustice to him that he seeth vnable to execute the same, or dothe not principally for Iustyce sake accomplyshe iu­styce, but dothe it for his owne profyte, or els to please the [...] [Page] nor can not remedy a small matter, but inuent other more greatter, alteryng and troublyng the peace for theyr owne particular welth. They wepe for their owne harme, and no lesse for the welth of other, and finally lese them selfes. And therfore they aduenture them selfe into the gulfes, & inflame theyr lordes, that haue gyuen them suche offices, to gyue them to suche as haue deserued them. Thou mayst know, that the beginning of them is pryde and ambition, and theyr middell is enuye and malyce, and their ende is death and distruction. And if my counsell were taken, su­che shulde haue no credence with princis or gouernours, but as sclaundred men to be seperate, not all onely fro the common welthe, but fro theyr lyues. Surely great is the couetyse of them that be shamelesse, which without shame demaunde offices of the senate or princis: but it is a more boldenes of malyce for the pryncis to gyue them. In this and in the other thinges these are so dampnable, that ney­ther the feare of the goddis doth withdrawe them, nor the prince doth not refrayne them, nor vengeaunce dothe not lette them, nor the common welth dothe not accuse theym, and aboue all other reason, doth not commaund them, nor the lawe subdue them.

¶O my frende Antygonus note this worde that I write in the ende of my letter. In the yere of the foundation of Rome .vi.C.xlii. the Romaynes as thanne in the worlde hadde dyuers warres, as Gayus Celius ageynst them of Trace, and Gneo Cordon his brother agaynst Sardyne, Iunius Sylla agaynst the Vmbres, Minutius Ruffus ageynst the Macidoniens, Seruilio Scipio ageynste the Lusitayns, and Marius consull ageinst Iugurtha kyng of the Numidiens, It befell so that Boco kynge of Mau­ritayne fauoured Iugurtha, and vppon them triumphed Marius, and they laded with chaines were led afore his [Page 139] chariot, not without great compassion of them that sawe it. After this triumph done, incontinent the same daye by counsell of the senate, Iugurtha was beheeded in prison, and his companion Bocus had pardon of his life, and the cause was, It was a custome none to be putte to Iustice, but firste the auncient bokes shulde be serched, to se if any of his predecessours had done before any seruice to Rome, wherdy the captiue shulde meryte to haue pardone of his lyfe: and than it was found, that the grauntfather of Bo­cus came to Rome, and made great orations before the se­nate, by whose wordes and sentences, his sayd neuew merited to haue pardon of his lyfe: and amonge other of his sayinges, he rehersed these verses that sayd: what is that realme, where is no good amonge the yll, nor yll amonge the good? what is that realme, that hath theyr houses full of good simple persons, and banysheth away al wisedom? Or what is that realme, that suche as be good are cowar­des, and the yl hardy? or what is the realme, where al pea­sible are displeased, and the sedycious praysed? What is that realme, that sleeth them that wolde theyr welth, and are angry with them that wolde helpe theyr yl? or what is that realme, that permytteth the proude poore folkes, and the ryche tyrantes? or what is that realme, where they all know the euyl, and none procureth any goodnes? or what is that realme, where suche vices are openly commytted, that other realmes feare to doo secretely? or what is that realme, where as all that they desyre they procure, and al that they do procure, they attayne, and all that is yll they thinke, and al that they thinke they say, & al that they say, they may do, and all that they may doo, they dare doo, and put in operation that they dare do: and worst of all, there is none so good to resyst it? In suche a realme there shulde be none inhabitaunte. For within short space the yll men [Page] shall be chaunged, or elles dispeopled of good men, or the goddis wyll confounde them, or the tirantis shal take thē. Dyuers thinges were said, the which I passe ouer at this tyme. Howe thynkest thou Antigone? I swere by the im­mortal goddis, that my hart breketh to thinke of the great shame that was laid vpon Rome by such wryting as was lefte to theym by the grauntefather of this kynge Bocus. This my letter I wolde thou shuldest rede in secrete to the pretours, & if they amende not, we shall fynde the meanes to chastise them openly. And as touchyng thy banishemēt I promyse the to be thy good frende to the senate, that we may ioy our auncient amitie to gether. And to get the out of that yle, certainely I shal do my diligence. I haue writ­ten to my secretarie Panutius to delyuer the .ii.M. sexters to releue thy pouertie: and thus I sende the my letter to comfort thy heuy hart. I say no more, but the goddis giue the contentacion of that thou woldest haue ioy, and rest to thy person. And al corporall euyls, cruel enmies, and fatal destenies be seperate fro me Marke. For the behalf of my wife Faustine, I salute the, and thy wyfe Ruffa: She is thyn, and I am thyn. With visitation of ioy I haue recei­ued thy letter, and thankefully I send the myn. I shal not reste to desire to se thy persone in Italy, and there in Si­cyle to leue my feuer quartayne.

¶A letter sent by Marcus to Lambert gouernour of the yle of Helespont, whan he did banishe the vacabun­dis fro Rome. The .xi. letter.

MArke emperour of Rome, lorde of Asie, confederate with theym of Europe, frende of theym of Affrike, ennemye of the Maures: To the Lambert gouernour of the ile of Helesponte, sendethe of his parte contentation [Page 140] and suretie fro the sacrate senate. I am furred with ye fur­res that thou haste sent me, & am clothed with thy mātel, & am right well pleased with thy greyhoundes: If I hadde thought, that thin absence fro Rome shuld haue procured so moche fruit in that yle: longe ago I shulde haue deter­myned as well for thy profyte as for my seruice. I sente to the in demaundynge but small thinges in my sporte, and thou hast sent me many thynges in ernest. In good sothe thou hast better proporcioned thy seruyce with noblenes, than I to commaunde with my couetise. For if thou remē ­bre, I sent to the for a doseyne skynnes of furre, and thou hast sent me .xii. doseyns: and I dyd send but for .vi. grei­houndes, and thou hast sent me .xii. Truly in this case my pleasure is double. For here in Rome thy great largesse is publyshed, and my smal couetise there in Helesponte. And bycause I am sure thou hast great thankes of me, I praie to gōd to sende the salute and helthe: And that fortune be not denied the at a good houre. I sende the .iii. barkes of mayster foles, & yet I haue not sent the al. For if I had banyshed all the foles in Rome, we shoulde haue peopled vs with a newe people. These mayster foles haue ben so wily to teche foly, & the Romayn youth so apt to lerne, thoughe they be but in .iii. barkes, theyr disciples wold lade .iii.M. Carrakes. I haue great meruayle of one thynge, and my hart sclaundreth the goddis: for I se wel that erthquakes casteth down houses, & gret waters bereth away bridges, frostes freseth the vines, sodein thondring and tempestes breketh down toures, scarsitie of water causeth derth, cor­rupt aire maketh an ende of thē that be wise: & yet there is nothinge that can make an ende of these fooles. All thin­ges at this day faileth at Rome, excepte all only these ydel trewandes, gestours, tomblers, players, or dromslayes, iuglers, & suche other, of whom there is inowe & to many. [Page] O what a seruyce shuldest thou doo to the goddis, & what profyte to Rome, that for thre barkes ful of foles to sende one lade with wyse men? One thyng I wyl say, that with the bones of the wyse men that yle is halowed, that anci­ently were banysshed by the malyce and enuye of them of Rome: if thy smellynge wyttes be not lost, as Italy styn­keth of them that be symple, soo that yle smelleth swete of wyse men. Whan I came fro the warres of the Parthes, the .iiii. yere of myn empire, I passed into that yle by dy­uers sees to see the sepulchres of ancient wyse men: and in the citie of Dorbite in the myddes therof, lyeth Ouide, that was banyshed by August: and vnder the mountayne Arpines is the sepulchre of the renomed Armeno oratour banyshed by Sylla: at the porte of Argonaut thou shalte fynde the bones of Colliodorus recapituler of the antyke lawes, that was banysshed by Nero the cruell: and in the felde of Elinos, vnder a marble, is the pouders of Sysi­fo Seteno, that was so wel lerned in the .vii. artes liberal, as though he had newe founde them, he was banyshed by the Marians. I say for trouthe thou shalte fynde it thus, for with my knees I haue touched their sepulchres. And all that season my tender eyes were as fulle of water, as theyr bones were harde in the erthe. These were not ba­nyshed for no vylanies that they had done: but it was the meryte of our forefathers, that they wolde be priuated fro the company of so noble barons: and we theyr chylderne fro the pouder of so renowmed sages. I can not tell whi­che is the greatter, the fantasye that I haue to thyn yle, or the compassion of myserable Rome. I do pray the as my frende, and commaunde the as my seruant, to regarde the places that I haue shewed the. For it is a iuste thyng, and most iuste, that suche cities be priuileged by them that ly­ueth, whan they are peopled with suche deade wyse men. [Page 141] And more ouer, Centurion knoweth by wordes, the heuy case, that these prisoners had with vs, and we with them, the day of the feaste of mother Berecyntia. I saye, I sawe not that day so moch crueltie in Rome, as we caused infa­mye throughe all the empire. Rome, that neuer was ouer­come, by them that were valyant and vertuous, that daye we sawe ouergone, and troden vnder foote, by those foles. The walles of Rome, that were neuer touched by the Poeniens, had that day their lowpes ful of armed trewandes: Rome that triumphed ouer al realmes, was triumphed v­pon that day, with tomblers and iuglers. I am so abashed in this case, that I wot not what to say or to write. Yet one thing cōforteth me, that sith Rome & the Romayns vniustly doo reioyce with these fooles: she and the famous wyse men, iustly shalbe chastised for these foles. And in this the goddis shall not be displeased, that sythe Rome laugheth at these trewandies and mockeries, one day she shal wepe, with these tomblers and iuglers. I banysshe all these for euer fro Rome, not for the bloudde that they haue shedde, but for the hartes, that they haue peruerted: not for the oc­casion of any that be deed, but bicause they were maisters of folies. Without cōparison it is greatter offence to the goddis, and more domage to the cōmon welthe, these tre­wandes to take away the wyttes fro the wyse folkes, than the murtherers to take away mens lyues. If the greattest gyfte, amonge all gyftes of fortune, be, to kepe a good wit, let no manne presume, to be of a restfull vnderstandynge, that is an extreme frende to these trewandes. Beleue me one thinge. As one byrde loueth an other, and one beste an other, and one wyse man an other: so one fooole loueth an other foole.

¶I remēbre, on a day, as I reuolued the regysters in the Capitoll, I redde a ryght meruaylous thyng of Oruetus [Page] a famous oratour, which is buryed in the yle of Helespōt, on the moūt Adamantine, Whan great Scipio came fro the warre of the Poeniens, better accompanied with hun­ger storuen trewandes, than with valyant capitaynes, he sayde to hym: Of trouthe, it is great shame to the, and a small honour to the senate, that thou, that haste ouercome the wyse Affres, and beinge soo wyse thy selfe, and of the blode of the wyse Romaynes, wylte be accompanied with these trewandes and fooles. In that vnhappy realme, all the wise men coude not ouercome one, that was thoughte so mighty, amonge so many fooles. I say to the, that thy wyt is in more peryll here in Rome, thā thy life in Affrike. ¶These were good wordes, and not of no worldely ma­lyce. And within a shorte whyle after, and by dyuers lyght persons, and for a small occasion, this poore olde oratour, and ryche philosopher, by the frendes of Scipio, was ba­nyshed Rome, and sent into that yle.

¶Than behold Lambert, let vs returne to these iuglers, and trewandes. Whan they ar landed in that yle, let them go franke & fre, so that they vse not their accustomed toys. Thou shalt constrayne them to labour, and chastise them, yf they be ydell. For these myserable folke, fleing from iust trauayle, take on them vniust ydelnes, & conuert mo men with their trewandyse, than if open scooles of vacaboun­des were kepte. There is nothing that our forfathers did, that displeaseth me soo moche, as the sufferaunce of these vnthrifty trewandes.

¶In the yere .CCxxvi. of the foundation of Rome, in the tyme of an horrible pestilence in Italy, to reioyce the peo­ple, was first founde out the inuention of Theatres, by the aduise of the trewandes. It is a shameful thynge to here, that the pestylence duryd but two yeres, and the rage of these vnthriftes, dureth .iiii.C. yeres.

[Page 142]¶Lamberte, I beleue well, that the complayntes, that these prisoners haue begon here, shall neuer haue an ende there. Howe be it, I care not: for the grudge of them, that be ylle, iustifieth the iustice and sentence of theym, that be good. As the mayster of Nero sayde: As moche as the shame of synne oughte to be fledde of them, that be good, so moche prayse, is the infamye of the yll. I shall telle the one thynge, to the intent, that the chastysement shulde not seme cruell to the. Seynge the emperours of Rome are ful of clemency to straungers, it is no reason, that they shulde be to sharpe to theyr owne. Sythe fatall destenyes hath brought me into this worlde, I haue sene nothynge more vnprofytable to the common welthe, nor greatter folye in them, that be lyght of condicions, nor a worse inuention for vacabūdes, nor a more cold reuocation of mortal folke, thā to lerne of these gamners & trifelers, & such other iug­lers. What thing is more mōstrous, thā to se wise men re­ioyce at the pastime of these vaine trifelers? what greatter mockery can be in the capitoll, thā the folyshe sayinge of a gestour, to be praysed with gret laughter of wise mē? what greater sclaunders can be to princis houses, than to haue their gates always open, to receiue in these foles, and ne­uer open to wise folkes? what gretter crueltie can there be in any person, than to giue more in one day to a fole, thā to his seruantes in a yere, or to his kin, al his life? what gret­ter inconstācie can there be, than to want men to furnishe the garisons and frontiers of Illirico, and these trewādes to abide at Rome? what like shame can there be to Rome, than yt the memory shalbe left more in Italy, of these tomblers, trewādes, pypers, singers of gestes, tabourers, cru­ders, dcāers, mōmers, gesters, & iuglers, than the renome of capitains, with their triūphes & arme.s And whan these caitifes wādred al about in Rome in sauetie, sownīg their [Page] lewdenes, and gaderyng of money: the noble barons and capitaynes, went fro realme to realme, wasting their mo­ney, aduenturinge their lyues, and shedynge their blode. ¶In the vttermost parte of Spayne, whanne warre be­gan betwene the Liberiens and Goditaynes, and they of Liberie laked money: Two iuglers and tabourers, offred to maynteyne the warre a hole yere. And it folowed, that with the goodes of two fooles, many wise men were slaine and ouercome.

¶In Ephese, a citie of Asie, the famous temple of Dya­na was edified with the confiscatiō of the goodes, of suche a trewande and fole.

¶Whan Cadmus edified the citie of Thebes in Egipte, with .l. gates, the mynstrelles gaue hym more towarde it, than all his frendes.

¶If the histories be trew, whan August edified the wal­les of Rome, he hadde more of the trewandes, that were drowned in Tybre, than of the common treasourie. ¶The firste kynge of Corinth arose by suche villaynes, I sawe his sepulchre at Corynthie. And as I saye of these smal nōbre, I might say of many other. Behold than Lā ­bert, howe littell care the goddis take, and howe variable the case of fortune is, and how the dedes of men fal. Som be hadde in memory for their foly, and some for their wysedome. One thinge is come to my minde, of the chaunce of these trewandes, and that is: while they be in presēce, they make euery man to laugh at the folyes, that they do and say: and whan they be gone, euery man is sory for his mo­ney, that they bare away. And of trouthe, it is a iuste sen­tence of the goddis, that such as haue taken vayn plesure togyther, whan they are departed, to weepe for their los­ses. I wyll write noo more vnto the: but I doo sende the this letter in Greke, to the entente that thou shewe it ouer [Page 143] all the yle. Sende forth ewith the shyppes agayne, for they muste be sente forthe with prouisions into Illyryco. Peace be with the Lamberte, helthe and good fortune be with me Marc. The senate saluteth the. And thou on my behalfe, shalte shewe to the Ile, the ioyfull happy custo­mes. My wyfe Faustine saluteth the, and sendeth a riche gyrdell to thy doughter. And in recompence of the furres I sende the ryche iewelles.

A letter sent by Marc themperour to Catulus his speciall frende, of the nouelties of Rome. The xlii. letter.

MArcus the newe Censure, to the Catulus the olde Censurine. It is .x. dayes past, that in the temple of god Ianus, I re­ceyued thy letter: and I take the same god to wytnesse, that I had rather haue sene thy personne. Thou wryteste, howe my writynge is longe, but the shortnes of tyme maketh me to aunswere the more brefely, farre a­waye more thanne I wold. Thou desirest me, to gyue the knowlege of the newes here. Therto I aunswere, that it were better to demaunde, if there be any thynge abyden here in Rome or Italy, that is old. For nowe by our heuy destenies, al that is good ond olde is ended, and newe thinges, that be yll and detestable, we may se dayly. Thempe­rour, the Consule, the Trybune, the Senatours, the E­diles, the Flamynes, the Pretours, the Centurions, all these thinges be newe, but the vilanies, that ben olde, & al passeth to make newe offices, and to ordeyne statutes and practykes, to come to the counceles, and to reyse vp sub­sidies. In suche wise, yt there hath ben nowe mo nouelties [Page] within these .iiii. yeres, than in time passed in .iiii.C. yeres. We nowe assemble together a. iii.C. to counsell in the ca­pitoll, and there we blason and boste, swere, and promise, that some of vs maye subdue and put vnder other, to fa­uour one, and distroye an other, other to chastise the yl and reward the good: To repaire olde, and edifie newe: to plucke vices vp by the rootes, and to plante vertues: to amende the olde, and folowe the good: to reproue tyraun­tes, and assiste the poore: and whenne that we are goone from thens, they that spake beste wordes, are often taken with the worste dedes. O heuy Rome, that nowe adayes hath suche Senatours, that in saying, we shal do, we shal do, passeth theyr lyfe: and than euery man, sekyng for his owne profyte, forgetteth the common welth. Oftentymes I am in the Senate, to beholde other, as they regard me: and I am abashed, to here the eloquence of their wordes, the zele of Iustyce, and the iustification of their persones: and after that I come thens, I am ashamed, to se their se­crete extorcions, their damnable thoughtes, and theyr yll werkes, soo playnely manyfeste. And yet there is an other thynge of more meruayle, and not to be suffred, that suche personnes, as are mooste defamed, and vse mooste dysho­nest vices, with their most damnable intentiōs, make their auowes to do moste cruell Iustice. It is an ineffable rule, and of humayn malyce mooste vsed, that he that is moste hardy, to commytte greattest crimes, is most cruel, to giue sentence ageynst an other for the same offence. Me thinke, that we regard our owne crimes, as throughe smalle net­tes, that causeth thinges to seme the lesser. And we remē ­bre the fautes of other, in the water, that causeth thynges to seme greatter than they be. O howe many haue I sene condēpned to be hanged by the senate, for one smal faute, done in all the lyfe, and yet they commytte the same faute [Page 144] euery houre.

¶I haue redde, that in the tyme of Alexander the great, there was a renoumed pirate or a rouer on the see, whiche robbed and drowned all shyppes, that he coude gette: and by commaundement of this good kynge Alexander, there was an army sent forthe to take hym. And whan he was taken, and presented to Alexander, the kyng sayd to hym: Shewe me Dionides, why doste thou kepe the see in dan­ger, that no shyp can sayle out of the east into the weste, for the? The Pyrate answered, and sayd: If I kepe the see in daungier, why doste thou Alexander, kepe all the see and lande as loste? O Alexander, bycause I fyghte with one shyppe in the see, I am callyd a theefe, and bycause thou robbest with .ii.C. shyppes on the see, and troublest all the worlde with two .C. thousande men, thou arte called an emperour. I sweare to the Alexander, yf fortune were as fauourable to me, and the goddis as extreme ageinst the: they wolde gyue me thyne empire, and gyue the my lyttel shyppe, and than peraduenture, I shuld be a better kynge than thou art, and thou a wors thefe than I am. ¶These were high wordes, and well receyued of Alexan­der: and of trouth, to se if his wordes were correspondent to his promyses, he made hym from a pyrate to a great ca­pitayne of an army: and he was more vertuous on land, than he was cruell on the see.

¶I promyse the Catulus, Alexander dyd right well ther­in, and Dionides was to be praysed gretly, for that he had sayd. Now adays in Italy, they that robbe openly, are cal­led lordes: and they that robbe priuely, ar called theues.

¶In the yere bokes of Liuius, I haue redde, that in the seconde troublous warre punyke, betwene the Romaynes and Carthaginens, there camme an ambassadoure Lusy­tayne, sent fro Spayne, to treate for accorde of peace. [Page] Whan he came to Rome, he proued before the senate, that sythe he entred into Italye, he had ben .x. tymes robbed of his goodes, and whyles he was at Rome, he had sene one of them that robbed hym, hange vp an other, that had de­fended hym. He seinge soo ylle a dede, and howe the thefe was saued without Iustyce, as a desperate manne, toke a cole, and wrote on the gybet as foloweth.

¶O gybet, thou art made among theues, norished amōg theues, cut of theues, wrought of theues, made of theues, set among theues, and thou arte peopled with innocentis. ¶And there as I red these wordis, was in the original of Lyuius, and in his histories. I swere to the by the immor­tall goddis, that all the Decade was written with blacke ynke, and these wordes with redde vermylon. I canne not tell, what wordes I shulde sende the, but that euery thing is so newe and so tender, and is ioyned with so yll syment, that I feare me, all wyll fall sodeynly to the playne erthe. I tell the, that some are sodaynly rysen within Rome vnto valour, to whom I wyll rather assure their fall, than their lyfe. For all buyldynge hastely made, can not be sure. The longer a tree is kepte in his kynde, the longer it wyll be er it be olde. The trees, whose fruite we eate in sommer, doo warme vs in wynter. O howe many haue we seene, wher­of we haue meruayled of their rysynge, and ben abasshed of their falles. They haue growen as a hole piece, and so­deynly wasted as a scomme. Their felicitie hath ben but a short point, & their infortune as a longe lyfe. Finally, they haue are died the myll, & armed it with stones of encreace. and after a lyttell grindinge, left it in vtyle al the hole yere after. Thou knowest wel, my frend Catulus, that we haue sene Cincius Fuluius in one yere made Consule, and his chyldren tribunes, and his wyfe a matron for yonge may­dens, and besyde that, made keper of the capitol, and after [Page 145] that not in one yere but the same day we saw Cincius be­heeded in the place, his chylderne drowned in Tybre, his wyfe banysshed froo Rome, his howse raced downe to the grounde, and all his good confysked to the common trea­sourie. This rigorous example we haue not redde in any boke to take a copie of it, but we haue sene it with our eies to kepe it in our myndes. As the nations of people ar va­riable, so are the condicions of men dyuers, and appetites of mortall folke: and me thynketh this is true, seing that some loue, some hate, and that that some seke, some esche­weth: And that that some setteth lytel by, other make of. In such wise that al can not be contēt with one thing, nor some with all thinges can not be satisfied. Let euery man chuse as hym lyst, and enbrace the worlde whan he wylle, I had rather mount a softe pace to the fallynge, and yf I can not come therto, I wyll abyde by the way, rather than with sweatte to mount hastily, and than to tumble downe heedlyng. In this case sith mens hartes vnderstand it, we nede not to write further with pennes. And of this matter regarde not the lyttell that I do saye, but the greate deale that I wyl say. And sith I haue begon, and art in strange landes, I wyll write the al the newes fro hens. This yere the .xxv. day of May, there came an ambassadour out of Asie, sayinge he was of the yle of Cetyn, a barone ryghte elegant of body, ruddy of aspect, and right hardy of cou­rage. He considered being at Rome, though the sommers dayes were longe, yet wynter wolde drawe on, and than wolde it be daungerous saylynge into his yle: and sawe that his besynes was not dispatched: On a daye being at the gate of the senate, seinge all the Senatours entre in to the Capitolle, without any armour vpon them, he as a man of good spirite, and zelatour of his countreye, in the presence of vs all, sayd these wordes:

[Page]¶O fathers conscripte, O happy people, I am come fro a straunge countreye to Rome, onely to see Rome, and I haue founde Rome without Rome: The walles where­with it is inclosed, hath not broughte me hyther, but the fame of them that gouerne it. I am not come to se the tre­sourie, wherin is the treasure of all realmes: but I am come to se the sacred senate, out of the whyche issueth the counsell for al men. I came not to se you, bycause ye van­quishe all other, but bycause I thought you more vertu­ous than all other. I dare well say one thinge, excepte the goddis make me blynd, and trouble myn vnderstanding, ye be not Romayns of Rome, nor this is not Rome of the Romayns your predecessours. We haue harde in our yle, that dyuers realmes ben wonne by the valyātnes of one, and conserued by the wysedome of all the senate: and at this houre ye are more lyke to be distroyed, than to wynne as your fathers dydde: all their exercise was in goodnes, and ye that are their chyldren, passe all your tyme in cery­monies. I say this ye Romayns, bycause ye haue almoste kylde me with laughinge at you, to se howe ye doo all as moche your diligence to leaue your armure withoute the gate of the senate, as your predecessours dyd to take them to defende the empire. What profyte is it to you to leaue your armes for the sureties of your personnes, and putte them on, wherwith ye slee all the worlde? What profiteth it to the thoughtfull suiter, that the senatour entreth vn­armed into the senate without swerde or dagger: and his harte entreth into the senate armed with malyce? O Ro­maynes, I wyll ye knowe, that in our yle we hold you not as armed Capitayns, but as malicious senators: not with sharpe grounden swerdes & daggers, but with hard har­tis and venomous tongues ye feare vs. If ye shuld in the senate put on harnes, & therwith take away your lyues, it [Page 146] were but a small losse, seinge that ye susteyn not the inno­centes, nor dispatche not the businesses of suters, I can not suffre it. I can not telle in what state ye stande here at Rome: for in our ile we take armour from foles, whether your armours are take awaye as fro foles or madde fol­kes, I wote not. If it be done for ambitiousnes, it cometh not of Romaynes, but of tyrantes, that wranglers and ire­ful folke shuld not be iuges ouer the peasible, & the ambicious ouer the meke, and the malicious ouer the symple. If it be done bicause ye be foles, it is not in the law of the goddis, that .iii.C. foles shuld gouerne .iii.C.M. wise men. It is a longe season that I haue taried for myn aunswere and licence, and by your madnes I am now farder of, thā I was the fyrst day. We brynge oyle, hony, saffron, wood, and timber, salt, siluer, and gold out of our yle into Rome: and ye wyl that we go elles where to seke iustice. Ye wyll haue one lawe to gather your rentes, and an other to de­termyne our Iustices. ye wyl that we pay our tributes in one day, and ye wyll not discharge one of our errandes in a hole yere. I require you Romayns determine your sel­fes to take away our lyues, and so we shal ende: or els here our complayntes, to thentent that we may serue you. For in an other maner it may be than ye know by heringe with your eares, which peraduenture ye wold not se with your eien. And if ye think my wordes be out of mesure: so that ye wyl remedy my contrey, I set not by my lyfe. And thus I make an ende. Verily frend Catulo these be the wordes, that he spake to the senate, whiche I gat in writing. I say of trouth, that the hardines, that the Romaynes were wōt to haue in other countres, the same as nowe straungers haue in Rome. There were that sayde, that this ambassa­dour shoulde be chastised, but the goddis forbyd: that for sayinge trouth in my presence, he shulde haue ben correct. [Page] It is inough and to moch to, to suffre these euyls, though we slee nor persecute those that aduertyse and warne vs of them. The shepe ar not in suretie of the wolfe, but if the shepard haue his dogge with him. I mene, dogges ought not to leaue barkynge for to awake the shepardes. There is no god commaundeth, nor lawe counsayleth, nor com­mon welthe suffreth, that they whiche are commytted to chastyse lyers, shuld hang them that say trouth. And sith the senatours shewe them selfe men in their lyuinge, and sometyme more humayne than other that be slaues, who elles shulde delyuer them fro chastisement? O Rome and no Rome, hauyng nothyng but the name of Rome, where is nowe become the noblenes of thy triumphes, the glorie of chy chyldren, the rectitude of thy Iustice, and the ho­nour of thy temples? for as nowe they chastise hym more that murmureth agaynste one only Senatour, than they do them that blaspheme al the goddes at ones. For it gre­ueth me more to se a Senatour or censure to be worste of all other, than it displeaseth me, that it shuld be said, that he is the best of all other. For a trouthe I saye to the my frende Catulus, that as nowe we nede not to seke to the goddes in the temples, for the Senatours are made god­des in our handes. This is the difference betwene theym that ben immortall, and they that be mortall. For the god­dis neuer do thynge that is yll, and the Senatours doo neuer good thynge: the goddes neuer lye, and they neuer say trouthe: the goddis pardon often, and they neuer for­gyue: the goddis are content to be honoured .v. tymes in the yere, and the Senatours wolde be honoured .x. tymes a day. What wylt thou that I shulde say more? but what so euer the goddes do, they ought to be praysed: and the senatours in all theyr workes deserue to be reproued. Fy­nally I conclude, that the goddis assure and affirme eue­ry [Page 147] thynge, and they erre and fayle in nothynge: and the senatours assure nothynge, but erre in all thynges: onely for one thynge the senatours are not of reasone to be cha­stysed: and that is, whan they intende not to amend theyr fautes, they wylle not suffre the oratours to waste theyr tyme to shewe them the trouth. Be it as maye be, I am of the opinion, that what man or woman, withdraweth their eares fro heryng of trouth, impossible it is for them to ap­plye theyr hartes to loue any vertues: Be it censure that iugeth, or senatour that ordeyneth, or emperour that com­maundeth, or consule that executethe, or oratour that pre­cheth. No mortall man, take he neuer so good hede to his werkes, nor reason so well in his desires, but that he de­serueth some chastisement for some cause or counsaylle in his doinges. And sith I haue written to the thus of other, I wyll somwhat speake of my selfe, bycause of the wordes of thy letter. I haue gathered, that thou desirest to knowe of my personne. Knowe thou for certayne, that in the ka­lendes of Ianuarye I was made censure in the senate, the whiche offyce I desired not, nor I haue not deserued it. The opynion of all wyse men is, that noo manne, without he lacke wytte, or surmounteth in foly, wyll gladdely take on hym the burden and charges of other menne: A great­ter case it is for a shamefaste man to take on hym an office to please euerye man, for he muste shewe a countenaunce outwarde, contrarye to that he thynketh inwarde. Thou wylte saye, that the good are ordeyned to take the charge of offices. O vnhappye Rome, that hathe wylled to take me in suche wyse, as to be the beste in it. Greuous pesty­lence ought to come for them that be good, sith I am sca­ped as good amonge the yll. I haue accepted this offyce, not for that I had any nede therof, but to satisfie the de­syres of my wyfe Faustine, and to fulfyll the commaunde­ment [Page] of Anthonius my grauntfather. Haue no meruayle of any thynge that I do, but of that I leaue to be doone. For any man that is wedded to Faustyne, there is no vy­lany but he shal do it. I swere to the, that sith the daye we were wedded, me semethe that I haue no wytte. I leaue weddynge for this tyme, and retourne to speake of offices. Surely a peasible man ought to be in offices, thoughe it be peynefull: for as the offyces are assured amonge theym that be vertuous, so perillously gothe the vertuous folke amonge offices. And for the trouthe hereof recken what they wynne, and than thou shalt se what they lose. Saye that is good, if thou knowest it, and here the yl, if thou de­syre to knowe it. He that wyll take the charge to gouerne other, he seketh thought and trouble for hym selfe, enuye for his neyghbours, spourres for his ennemies, pouertie for his ryches, awakynge of theues, peryl for his body, an ende of his dayes, and tourmente for his good renoume. Fynally he seketh awaye to reiecte his frendes, and a re­peale to recouer his ennemies. O an vnhappy man is he, that taketh on hym the charge of chyldren of manye mo­thers, for he shalbe always charged with thoughtes, how he shulde content them all: ful of sighes bycause one hath to gyue hym: feare that one shulde take fro hym, wepyng if he lese, and suspection that they infame hym. He that knoweth this, without longe tarienge ought to sette a bri­del at his heed. But I saye of one, as I saye of an other. For I wyll swere, and thou wylt not deny it, that we may finde some nowe adays, that had rather be in the parke to fight ayenst the bulles, thā be in suretie vpon the scaffold. Oftentimes I haue hard say: Go we to the Theatres to renne at the bulles: go we to chase the hartes and wylde boores: and whā they come there, they renne away, not the bestes fro them, but they fro the beastes. In suche wyse as [Page 148] they went runnyng, they returne agein fleinge. I say these ambicious persones procure to gouerne: & are gouerned: they commaund, and are commaunded, they rule and are ruled: and finally thinkynge to haue dyuers vnder theyr handes, these wretches put them selues vnder euery mās fote. For the remedy of all these perylles my thoughte is comforted with one thing, and that is without procuryng or offeryng my selfe, the senate of their owne wylle hathe commaunded me. In the .viii. table of our ancient lawes be these wordes. We commaunde that in our sacred senate charge of iustyce be neuer giuen to him that wyllingly of­freth hym selfe to it, but to such as by rype deliberation be chosen. This is certainely a iuste lawe. For men nowe be not so vertuous nor so louinge to the cōmon welth, yt they wyl forget their owne quietnes and rest, doing domage to them selfe, to ꝓcure an other mans profite. There is none so folyshe, that wyl leue his wife, childrē, & his owne swete countrey, to go into strange countreis, but if he se him self amonge strange people, thinkyng vnder the colour of iu­stice to seke for his own vtilitie. I say not this without wepyng, that the princis with their smalle study & thought, & the iuges with their couetyse, haue vndermyned & shaken down the high walles of the policie of Rome. O my frend Catulus, what wylte thou that I shulde say, but that our credēce so minisheth, our couetise so largely stretcheth, our hardines so boldeth, our shamfastnes so shameles, that we prouide for iuges to go & robbe our neyghbours as capy­tayns ageinst our ennemies? I lette the to wyte, where as Rome was beloued for chastising the yl, nowe it is as mo­che hated for dispoylyng of innocentes. I do remembre, yt I red, in the tyme of Denis Syracusan, that ruled al Si­cile, there came an ambassadour fro Rhodes to Rome, be­inge of a good age, welle lerned, and valyaunt in armes, [Page] and ryght curious to regarde euerye thynge. He came to Rome to se the maiestie of the sacred senate: the height of the high capitol enuironned with the Colliset: the multy­tude of senatours: the wysedome of the counsaylours, the glorie of triumphes: the correction of the yll, the peace of the inhabytauntes, the diuersitie of nations: the haboun­dance of the mayntenaunce, the order of the offyces, and finally seinge that Rome was Rome, he was demaunded howe he semed therby: He answered and sayde, O Rome in this thy present worlde, thou arte fulle of vertues and wyse men, hereafter thou shalt be furnished with foles. Lo what high and very high wordes were these? Rome was vi.C. yeres without nycetie of howses of foles, and now it hath ben .iii.C. yeres without one wyse or vertuous. Loke what I say, it is no mockery but of trouthe, If the pitiefull goddis nowe adayes dyd reyse our predecessours fro dethe to lyfe, eyther they wold not knowe vs for their chylderne, or elles attache vs for fooles. These be thinges vsed in Rome, but thou sendest noo worde of that is vsed in Agrippine. I wyll write nothynge to the, to put the to peyne: write to me some thynge to reioyce me, if thy wife Dynsilla chanced well of the flote that came out of Cetin with salte, oyle, and honye, I caused hit to be well proui­ded for her. Wyte thou, that Flodius our vncle was caste downe by rage of his hors, and is deceassed. Laertia and Collodius are frendes togyther, by occasyon of a mary­age. I do send the a gowne, I pray to the goddis to sende the ioy therof. My wife Faustin saluteth the. Recōmende me to Iamyro thy sonne. The goddis haue the in keping: and contrary fortune be fro me. Marcus thy frende to the Catulus his owne.

¶A letter sent by Marke the emperour to the amo­rous ladyes of Rome, bycause they made a playe of hym. The .xiiii. letter.

MArke oratour lerninge at Rodes the arte of humanite, to you amorous ladies of Rome salutation to your persones, and amende­ment of your desyred lyfe. It is writen to me▪ that at the feaste of the mother of the goddes Berecynthia, all ye togyther there present played, and gested on me: wherin ye layde for an example my lyfe and my renoume. It is shewed me, that Auilina composed it, Lucia Fulua wrote it, and thy selfe Toringula dyd singe it, and ye all together dyd present it to the Theatre: ye haue portrayed and paynted me in dy­uers maners, with a boke in my hande, tourned contrary, as a fayned philosopher: with a tongue alonge, as a bold speker without measure: with a horne on my heed, a com­mon cuckolde: with a nettell in my hande, as a trembling louer: with a baner fallen downe, as a cowarde capitayn: with halfe a berde, as a femynate man: with a clothe afore myne eies, as a condempned vacabound: and yet not con­tent with this, but the other day ye portrayed me in a new maner. Ye made my figure with fete of straw, my legges of ambre, my knees of wod, the thyghes of brasse, the be­lye of horne, the armes of pytche, the handes of mace, the heed of yesso, the eares of an asse, the eies of a serpente, the heares as rotes iagged, the tethe of a catte, the tonge of a scorpion, and the foreheed of leade: wherin was wry­ten in two lynes these letters, M, N, T, N, I, S, V, S, the whiche meneth (as I do take it) The mortall man taketh not the statute so strange, as the doublenes of the lyfe: & than ye went to the ryuer, and therin tyed his heed dounwarde [Page] a hole day. And if the lady Messalyn had not ben, I think it had ben tyed there tyll nowe. And nowe ye amorous la­dyes haue written to me a letter by Fuluius Fabritius, wherof I receiued no peyn, but as an amorous man, from the handes of ladyes I take it as a mockerie. And to then­tente that I shulde haue no tyme for to thynke theron, ye sende to wyt a question of me, that is: if I haue founde in my writynges, wherof, by whom, where, whan, what, and howe the fyrste women were made. And bycause my complexion is to take mockes for mockynges, and syth ye demaunde it, I shall shewe it: you and your frendes and myne, and specially Fuluius your messager hath desired me therto. There is nothyng wherof I complayne, but I wyll holde my peace, saue to your letter and demaunde I wyll answere. And sith there hath ben none for to aske the question, I protest that to none other, but to you amorous women of Rome, I sende myn answere. And if any other honest lady wyll take the demaunde of you, it is a token that she hathe enuy of the office that ye be of. Certaynly if any lady sheweth her selfe annoyed with your peyne openly, fro hensforthe I condempne her, that she kepe no faut that she knoweth in secrete. They that be on the stage, fere not the roringe of the bulle: and he that is in a dongeon, feareth not the shotte of artillerie. I wyl saye, a woman of good lyfe, feareth no man with an yll tongue. The good Matrones may kepe me for their perpetuall seruant, and they that be yll for their chiefe ennemie. Nowe to answere the question, to knowe werof the fyrst women were made: I say that accordynge to the dyuersitie of nations, that be in the worlde, dyuers opynions I fynde in this case. The Egiptiens saye, that whan the flode of Nyle ranne abrode, and watred the erth, there abode certayne pieces of erthe cleuynge to gether lyke greace, and thanne the [Page 150] heate commynge in them created many wyld beastes: and so amonge them was founde the fyrste woman. Note ye ladies, that it was necessarie, that the flode of Nyle shuld flowe ouer his brimmes, that the first woman myghte be made on the erthe. All creatures are bredde in the entrai­les of their mothers, excepte the woman that was bredde without a mother. And this semeth true, that without mo­thers ye were borne, bicause without rule ye lyue, & with­out order ye dye. Verily he putteth him selfe to many tra­uayles, and hath many wyles to fynde, and many times to thynke, and to aske many succours, and to abyde many yeres, and to chuse amonge many women, that wyll rule one onely wyfe by reason. Be the beastes neuer soo cruelle and fierce, at the laste the lyon is ledde of his keper with­out any bande: The bulle is closed in the parke: the bry­dell ruleth the hors, a lyttell hooke catcheth the fyshe, and the wolfe suffreth to be tyed: onely a woman is a beast vn­able to be tamed, and neuer leseth her boldnes for any thīg that is commaunded her, nor the bridell, for not being cō ­manded. The goddis haue made men as men, and beestis as beastis, and the humayne vnderstandynge very high, and his strength of a great power: but yet is there no mā, be he neuer so high, that shal scape the woman lyghtly, nor defende hym be he neuer so stronge. But I saye to you my ladies: There is no spurres that can make you goo, nor raynes that can holde you, nor brydelle that can refrayne you, nor angle or net that can take you: and fynally there is no law can subdue you, nor shame refrain you, nor feare abasshe you, nor chastysemente amende you. O to what an yll aduenture putteth he hym selfe, that thynkethe to rule and correcte you. For if ye take an opynion in hande, all the worlde shall not drawe you from it: yf a man telle or warne you of any thynge, ye wylle neuer beleue hym: [Page] If one gyue you good counsell, ye wyll not take it: if one threaten you, anone ye complayne: if one flatter you, thā ye waxe proude: if one reioyce not in you, ye are spitefull: if one forbeare you, it maketh you bolde: if ye be chasty­sed, ye tourne to serpentes: Fynally a woman wyll neuer forgyue any iniurie, nor gyue thanke for any good dede. Nowe adayes the moste symple of all women, I sweare, wyll sweare, that she knoweth lesse than she dothe: and of trouthe the mooste wysest mans wytte shall fayle in their reasons: and yet the wysest of theym swarueth frome all wysedom. Wyll ye know my ladyes, howe lytle ye knowe, and howe moche ye be ignorant? That is, ye determyne sodenly in harde thynges of grauitie, as if ye had studied for it a. M. yeres: and if any gaynesay you, ye take hym as a mortall enmy. Hardy is that woman, that dare gyue counsell to a man, but he is more hardier that taketh it of a woman. But I say he is a fole that taketh it, and he more foole that asketh it, and he is moche more folyshe that ful­fylleth it. Myn opinion is, that he yt wyll not falle amonge so many stones, nor pricke him amonge so many thornes, nor blyster hym amonge soo many nettyls, lette hym here what I wyll say, and doo as ye shall see: speake welle and worke yll: In promysinge promyse moche, In fulfyllyng fulfyll nothynge, and fynallye allowe your wordes, and condemne your counselles. If one shulde demande nowe adayes of dyuers ryght renoumed personnes, that benne deed, howe they dydde with the counselle of women whan they lyued: I am sure they wold not haue rysen than to be­leue them, nor at this houre to be reuyued agayne to here them. Howe was kyng Philip of Macedon with Olym­pias? Parys with Helayne? Alexander with Rosane? E­neas with Dydo? Hercules with Deyanira? Hanyball with Thamyra? Nero with Agrippine? And if ye wyl not [Page 150] beleue what they suffred with them, demande of me howe I do amonge other. O ye women, I remembryng that I am borne of one of you, abhorre my lyfe: and I, thinkyng that I lyue with you, desyre deathe. For there is none o­ther deathe as to treate with you, and no better lyfe than to flee fro you. It is a common sayinge amonge women, that we men be vnkynde, bycause we beinge borne in your entrayles, do entreate you as bond women and seruantis: and ye say, syth ye beare vs with peryll, and nourisshe vs with trauayle, that it were conuenient and iust that we al­ways shulde be occupied in your seruyces. Oftentymes I haue studied, why men desyre women so moche. There is no eyes, but they oughte to wepe, no harte but it shoulde breake, no spirite but it shulde be sorowfull to se a wyse mā loste by a foolyshe woman. The foolyshe louer passeth the day to satisfie his syght, the darke nyghte to tomble with vayne thoughtes: one day heryng tidynges, an other day he offereth seruice: one tyme louynge darkenes, an other tyme he hateth lyght: he dyeth with company, and lyueth solytarie: and finally the poore foolyshe louer may that he wyl not, and wylleth that he may not. More ouer the coū ­sell of his frendes profiteth hym not, nor the shame of his enmies, nor losse of his goodes, nor the aduenture of ho­nour, nor loosynge of his lyfe, nor sekynge of deathe, nor comynge nere, nor goinge ferre, nor seinge with eyes, nor herynge with eares, nor tastyng with mouthe, nor yet fee­lynge of hande: and finally to attayne vyctorie, he hathe alway warre agaynst him selfe. I wold these louers knew fro whens loue procedeth, it is this: The entrayles that we are bredde in, is of fleshe: the brestes that we sucke, are of fleshe: the armes that we are nourished in, be of fleshe: the werkes that we doo, are of the fleshe, by the which oc­casions commeth the repeale of our fleshe to their flesshe. [Page] Many free hartes falle into the snares of loue. It semeth well my ladies, that ye are brought vp in puddels, as the Egiptiēs say: The puddels kepe no clere water to drinke, nor fruite to eate, nor fyshe to be taken, nor vessell to sayle with: I do say ye are fowle in your lyuynge, shamefull in your persons, in aduersytie feble and lethy, in prosperitie subtyll and wyly: false in wordes, doubtfull in your wer­kes: In hatynge ye kepe a disorder, extreme to loue, aua­ricious to gyue, vnshamfaste to take: and I saye ye are a receite of feare, where as wyse men finde perille, and sim­ple men suffre. In you wise men holde their renomes dis­alowed, and the symple men their lyfe in penury. ¶Let vs leaue the opinyon of the Egyptiens, and come to the Grekes, whiche say, that in the desertes of Arabye the sonne shyneth moste hote: and they say, that at the be­gynnynge there appered a woman alone with a byrde cal­led Phenyx, the whyche byrde they say, was created of the water, and the woman of the great heate of the sonne, and of the corruption of the powdre that falleth fro the trees, whiche the wormes do eate. In this wyse there was a tree soore eaten with wormes, and it chaunced by heate of the sonne, and dryth of the powder, that a fyre kendled, and soo brente it: and than of the fyre and powder of the sayd brent tree, the fyrste woman was made. And though I be a philosopher Romayne, I wyll not say, that the opinyon of the philosopher greke was yll. For of truthe ye ladyes that be amorous, haue your tonges of the nature of fyre, & your condicions of the rottennes of the pouder of wood. After the diuersite of beestis, nature hath put some strēgth in dyuers partis of their bodyes, as the egle in the beake, the vnicorne in the horne, the serpent in the tayle, the bull in the heed, the beare in the armes, the hors in the brest, the dogge in his tethe, the hogge in the groyne, the wod doue [Page 152] in her wynges, and women in their tonges. Of trouth the flyghte of the wood doue is not so highe as the fantasie of your folyes, nor the catte scratcheth not so soore with her nayles, as ye scratche foles with your importunities: nor the dogge hurteth not them, that he renneth at, as ye doo the sorowfull louer that seruethe you: nor he is not in soo greatte perill of his lyfe that catcheth the bulle by the hor­nes, as the good fame of the louer is that falleth into your handes. And finally the serpent hath not so moche poyson in his tayle, as ye haue in your tongues. Set all the good Romayne ladyes apart: for there be many, of whom there is no complaynt of their persones, nor suspection of their good names. Of all suche my letter speketh not, nor my penne writeth not of them, but of other: I speake of wo­men that be suche, that all venemous beastes haue not so moch poyson in their bodies, as they haue in their tonges. And sith that the goddis haue commaunded, and our de­stenies do permyt, that the lyfe of men can not passe with­out women: therfore I aduertyse these yonge people, and pray them that be olde, and awake wyse men, and tech the symple, to flee away from women of yl name, rather than from a comon pestilence.

¶Redynge the auncient lawes of Plato, I fynde writen thus: we cōmand, yt al women opēly infamed, be opēly put out of the citie, to thentēt that other seing their sinnes not vnpunished, may abhorre the sinne for feare to fal into the same peyne. Also the same lawe sayth: We command, that pardon be giuen to a woman of all the fautes commytted by her owne body, if any amendement be sene in her: but neuer to pardon theym that haue commytted synne with their tonges. For commyttynge synne with an yl persone, is of fragilitie, but with the tongue it is of pure malyce. ¶O diuine Plato, master & measure of al vnderstāding, [Page] and prince of all philosophers, whanne thou madeste that lawe in the golden world, that there was neuer such scar­citie of yll women, and so great aboundance of good wo­men in Grece. What shall we doo nowe in Rome, where there be so many ylle openly, amd so fewe good in secrete? Naturally they were wonte to be shamefaste in theyr vy­sages, temperate in wordes, wyse of wyt, sobre in goinge, meke in conuersation, pitiefull in correction, well regar­dynge their lyuynge, not kepynge companies, stedfaste in promesse, and constant in loue. Fynally let not the woman that wyll be good, truste in the wisedome of wise men, nor in the flatterie of lyghte folkes: But lette her vertuously regarde her renoume, and beware alwayes of any manne that maketh her any promys. For after that the flames of Venus be set on fire, and Cupide hath shot his arrowes, the ryche man offereth all that he hath, the poore man all that he may, the wyse man sayth he wyll be her great frēd, and the symple alway her seruaunt: the wyse man wyl lose his lyfe for her, and the foole wyll take his deathe for her. The olde man wyl say, he wyl be frend to her frendes: and the yong man wyl say, he wyl be ennemie to her enemies. Some wil promys to pay her debtes, and other to reuēge her iniuries. Fynally to hyde their pouertie, and to shewe their beautie, they leaue these fooles losing their persones and good fames. I wille leaue to speake of good women, for it is not myn intent to laye any thynge to theyr charge, but to aduertyse them well. I demaunde of you amorous ladies, if Platon was there, whan ye made a playe of my lyfe, and drewe my fygure about in Rome? No surely, in dede by that I se in you at this tyme, it is suspecious that is sayde of other. For there is but a fewe in Rome, whom Plato and his lawe dothe excuse. One thynge ye can not deny, if I were the worste of all menne, at the laste ye haue [Page 153] founde the ende of my vilanies. And ye can not denye me, but she that is leaste yll of you, in all my lyfe I coude not shewe the malyce of her lyfe. It is greatte peryll to wyse women, to be neyghbours to fooles: Great peryll it is to them that be shamefast, to be with them that be shameles: great peryl it is to them that be of a meke and styll maner, to be with them that be bolde and rude: great perylle it is for them that be chaste, to be with them that lyue in auou­trie: great peryll it is for the honourable, to be with them that be disfamed. For the women defamed, thinke that all other be defamed, and desyre that they shulde be defamed, and procure to haue them defamed: and say they be yll fa­med. And to thentent to couer theyr owne infamy, they in­fame all other that be good. O you ladyes in amours, it is longe syth ye knew me and I you: and if ye speke, I speke, if ye knowe, I knowe: if ye be styll, I am styll: if ye speke openly, I wyl not speke in secret. Thou knowest wel Aui­lina, that made the ieste, how Eumedes solde calues deter in the boucherie, than thou soldest the innocent vyrgins in thy house. Thou knowest wel Turinga, that one day thou recknedst all thy louers, but thou coudest not recken them on thy fyngers, but desyredst to haue a bushell full of pea­son. And thou Lucia Fuluia knowest welle, whan thou were, thou wotest where, with Breto, and madest peace with thy husbande, thou tokest hym a syde, and saydeste, but if thou myghtest lye out of thy house ones a weeke, he shuld not lye in the house. And thou Retoria knowest wel, that in thy yonge dayes, two yeres thou were appoynted on the see with a Pyrate, so that he shulde take no moo to satisfie a. C. men of warre in the galey. Thou Egna Cor­cia knowest well, that whan the censure entred to take the, he founde .v. mens gownes, in which thou wentest euer by nyght: & thou haddest but one womans gowne, that thou [Page] warest on by day. Thou knowest well Pesylane Fabrice, that Aluinus Metellus & thou beinge maried, before the Censure demaunded openly his part, of that thou gatest in thy house with thy secrete louers. And thou Camil kno­west well, not beinge content with thyn owne nation, but by reason of the great hauntynge that thou haddest with straungers, thou canst speake all maner of languages. I wyl marke them that haue marked me, & hurte theym that haue hurte me, persecute theym that haue persecuted me, and infame them that haue infamed me: All other my pen doth pardon, bicause they haue perdoned me in their play. And bycause my letter hath begonne in that ye haue done to my person, therfore I wyl end it in that it feleth of your good names. And thus I conclude, that a man may scape free fro all domages, with absteynynge fro them: But fro women there is no way, but to fle fro them. Thus I ende and demaunde of the goddis, that I may see of you, as ye desyre to se of me. And sythe ye be louers, I counsell you as ye haue sent me your ieste for a mocke, in lykewyse for a mocke to receyue the answere. Marke Rodian to the amo­rous ladies of Rome.

¶A letter sent by Marc the emperour to Boemia a louer of his, that wolde haue gone with him to the warres. The .xv. letter.

MArc pretour Romayn sent to the warres of Dacy, sēdeth salute to ye his louer Boemia, which art in ye pleasures of Rome. I being scaped fro the cruel battel, haue red the few lines writen with thy hande, & haue harde of the a long informatiō. I say to the, thou haste put me in a more great abashement, than the feare of [Page 150] myn enmies. In takynge thy letter into my hande, forth­with the herbe of malyce entred into my herte. Whan I tempre my body with thy delytes, I thinke my hart is fre fro the venym of thy amours. I of my wyll, and thou bi­cause thou canste do no more, we haue giuen vs to be free of our pleasures, I thinke as wel as to make a deuorse of our enmies. But suche as ye be, so ye do, banyshementes of amours, and treasures of passions. The loue of you al ought to be digested with pylles: but the passion of one of you wyll not be oppressed with al the Rubarbe in Alexan­drie. Ye shewe your selfe cruell to pardon an ennemy, and euery day light to chaūge louers. Curiously I haue kepte you al the whyle that delytes ouerpressed my youth: yet I coude neuer se in any woman no certayntie, nor reason in loue, but hate at the last. Thy present lightnes quarelleth with my youthe past: and it is bycause thou seest not in me the auncient will towarde the, nor the present seruice. And certaynly herynge thyn accusation, and not my iustifica­tion, as iustly thou paiest me with deth, as I paie the with forgetfulnes: The whiche forgettynge is as straunge to be in him that serueth, as vngentilnes in the ladye that is serued. Thinkest thou, that I haue forgotten the lawe of Venus, where as it commandeth, that the curious louers shuld exercise their strēgthes in armes, and occupie theyr hartes in loue? and also that their apparell be very clene­ly, their fete well compassed, their bodies stedfast and not waueryng, their voyces lowe and softe, and sadde in coū ­tenance: their eies open gasynge at wyndowes, and their hartes redy to fle in the aire. Of trouth my loue Boemia, he is but a grosse louer, that holdethe his wylle in capty­uitie, and his vnderstandynge free. The vnderstandynge oughte to be loste, where as wyll is in prison. I saye this to thentent that thoughe myne age haue lefte the exercyse, [Page] yet my spirite hathe not forgotten the art. Thou complay­nest, bicause I gyue my selfe to rest, & that I haue greatly forgotten the. I wyll not deny the trouthe: the day of for­gettynge maketh the muster of my thoughtes, and reason whiche is prouisour declareth, that it is not to my grauite to permyt, that I shuld loue, nor thy age to suffre to be be­loued. As nowe thou knowest, that dyuers thynges, that youthe dissimuleth in yonge persons, in age meryteth gre­uous correction. The dedes done in youthe procedethe of ignorance: but the vilanies done in age procedeth of ma­lyce. Whan I kepte the Cautons, I ietted in the stretes, I sange balades, I gased to the wyndowes, I played on instrumentes, I scaled the walles, I wakened lyght per­sons: thinkest thou, that I wyst what I dyd in my youth? and nowe that I se my selfe promoted fro these pleasures, and decked with soo many whyte heares, and apparayled with soo many dolours, I thynke nowe, I was not than, or elles I dreame as nowe, not knowynge the wayes that I haue gone, not seinge the wayes full of stones, I haue fallen ere I was ware, I haue fallen in snares: seking no guyde, I was entred into the whirlepoole: and by the grossenes of my boldnes, I was lost, and therfore I haue deserued pardon. And nowe that I am out of the thornes and bushes, thou woldest haue me farther in than euer I was. And now that I can not take the purgations, thou offereste to me syropes. I haue watched all nyghte, and touched newly the alarme. For thy ancient amitie I pray the, and coniure the in the name of the goddis, sythe that my harte is rebell againste thy wyll, whiche is right dout­full: cause me to leaue to desire the thus without doubte. And to thentent that thou shuldest not think any vnkind­nes in my white heares, as I may argue thy face of ydel­nes, I wyll that we recken what we haue wonne, or hope [Page 155] to wynne. Shewe me what cometh of these pleasures: the tyme yll spent, good name in scaterynge to pardicion, the patrimonie wasted, the credence loste, the goddis annoy­ed, the vertues sclaundred, the name of brute beastes got, and surnames of shame: suche ye and we and other be. Thou wrytest in thy letter, howe thou wylte leaue Rome, and come & se me in the warres of Dacy. Seinge thy foly I laugh, and knowledgynge thy boldnesse, I beleue the. And whan I thynke thus, I take the letter agayne out of my bosom, & beholde the seale, doubtynge if it be thy letter or not. Thou alterest my pulces and felynges of my hart, & the colour of my face chaūgeth, imageninge, that either shame surmounteth in the, or elles grauitie fayleth in me. For suche lyghtnes shuld not be beleued, but of lyke light persones. Thou knowest well, he that dothe yll, meriteth peyn soner than he that doth infamy. I wold wytte: whi­ther thou wylt go? Thou hast ben cutte for vertinace, and nowe thou woldest be solde for wyne. Thou beganst fyrst as cheries, and thou wilte be laste as quynces: we haue eten the in blosomes, and thou wylt be lyke the fruite: the nuttes ar very good, but the shales be harde, with strawe and donge thou arte made rype, and thou art rotten, and if thou be rottē, thou art to be lothed. Thou art not cōtent with .xl. yeres, that thou haste, of the whiche .xxv. yeres art passed in tast as wyne, that is to be sold: and as strawe­beries hyd vnder the leaues that are corrupte and rotten. Art not thou Boemia, that lacketh two tethe, the eies ho­lowed, with white heares, & a riueled face, one hande loste with the gout, & a rybbe marred with childe beryng? why­ther wylt thou go? put thy selfe thā in a barel, & caste the & it into the riuer, & thou shalt come out al weate. We haue eaten the freshe fyshe, & nowe thou woldest bring hyther ye rusty old salt fishe in sted therof. O Boemia Boemia, now [Page] I knowe there is no trust in youth, nor hope in age. Thou complayneste, that thou haste nothynge. That is an olde quarell of the amorous ladies of Rome, whiche takynge all, say they haue nothynge: and that ye lacke of credence, ye do fulfylle with money. Therfore beleue me louynge frēde, the folyshe estate, that procedeth of vnlaufull wyn­nynge, gyueth small suretie and lesse good name to the persone. I can not tell howe thou haste spende so moche. For if I drewe of my rynges with one hande, thou dyddest o­pen my purse with the other hande. I had greatter warres with my coffres than, than I haue nowe with myn enne­mies. I coude neuer haue iewell, but thou woldest demād it: nor I dyd neuer deny the. Nowe at this houre I mer­uayle, for in this myn age I fynde great hynderaunce by my youthe. Thou complaynest of trauayle and pouertye. I am he that hath great nede of that medicine for this o­pilation, and a playster for that soore, and to haue somme colde water for that hote feuer. Art thou not aduised, that I banyshed my necessitie in the londe of forgetfulnes, and dyd set vp thy wyll for the request of my seruice. In wyn­ter I went all bare, and in sommer charged with clothes, I went on fote in the myre, and rode in the faire way: whā I was heuy, I laughed: and whan I was mery, I wept. For dred I drewe forthe my strengthes, and out of my strengthes cowardise. The nightes to sigh, and on the day to wayte where thou wentest by. Whan thou haddest nede of any thynge, I was fayne to robbe my father for it. Tel me Boemia, with whom fulfilledst thou thyn open folies, but with the yll orders that I putte my selfe to in secrete? wot ye what me semeth by you amorous ladies of Rome? ye are in the court as the lytel mothes eating olde clothes, and a pastime for lyght folkes, tresorers of fooles, & sepul­chres of vices. This that semeth me is, that if in thy youth [Page 152] euery mā gaue to the, bicause thou shuldest gyue yt to eue­ry mā, now thou giuest thy self to euery mā, bycause euery mā shuld giue him to the. Thou tellest me, that thou haste ii. sons, & lackest helpe for them. Yeld graces to the goddis of the pitie that they haue vsed with the, they haue giuen to .xv. children of Fabricio my neyghbour but one father, & to two of thy chyldren onely, they haue gyuen .l. fathers. Therfore deuyde them amonge theyr fathers, and euerye mā shall not haue one fynger. Lucia thy doughter in dede, and myn by suspecte, remembre that I haue done more in marienge of her, thā thou didst in her procreation. For to the gettyng of her, thou didst call dyuers, & to mary her I dyd it alone. I write to the but lyttel, to the respect of that I wold write. Butrio Cornelio hath spoken moche on thy parte, he hym selfe shall shewe the as moche of my parte. It is longe ago syth I knewe thyn impacience. I knowe well thou wylt sende me an other letter more malicious. I pray the sith I wrote to the secretely, defame me not opēly. And whan thou redest this letter, remēbre what occasions thou giuest me to write, & though yt we be not frendes, yet wyl I not leue to send the syluer. I send the a gowne, & the goddis be with ye, & bring me out of this warre with peas. Marke pretour in Dacie to his auncient louer Boemia.

¶The answere to the emperours letter sent by Boemia. The .xvi. letter.

BOemia thyn ancient louer, to the Marc of moūt Celio her mortal enmy. I desire vē ­geāce of thy person, & yll fortune for al thy life. I haue receyued thy letter, & therby ꝑ­ceyue thy dānable intētes & thy cruell ma­lices. Suche yll persons as thou art haue this priuilege, yt sith one doth suffre your vilanies ī secret, [Page] ye wyll hurte them openly, but thou shalt not doo so with me Marc: for though I be not tresouresse of thy tresours, yet at leaste I am treasouresse of thyn ylnesse: and where as I can not reuenge me with my persone, I shall labour to do it with my tongue. And thynke, that though we wo­men be weake, and our bodies sone ouercome, yet wyte it for certayne, that our hartes are neuer vanquyshed. Thou sayest, that scapyng from a battayle thou dyddest receyue my letter, wherof thou were soore abashed. It is a very common thyng to theym that be weke and slacke, to speke of loue, wanton fooles to treate of bokes, and to cowar­des to babble of armes: I say it, bycause the answerynge to a letter was not of necessitie to reherse to a woman as I am, whether it were before the battayle or after. I know well, thou art scaped fro it, for thou were not the first that fought, nor the laste that fled. Whan thou were yonge, I neuer sawe the go to the warre, that euer I dredde or had suspecte of thy lyfe: for knowyng thy cowardyse, I neuer toke care for thyne absence, for therin I was mooste sure of thy persone. Than Marc tell me nowe, what thou dost in thyn age. I thinke thou bearest thy speare not for to iust in the warre, but for to leane on whan the gowte greueth the. Thy helmette I deme thou bearest with the to drynke within tauernes, and not to defende the fro the strokes of swerdes: for I neuer sawe the stryke man with thy swerd, but I haue knowen the slee a. M. women with thy tonge. O malicious and vnhappy Marc, if thou were as valy­aunt as thou arte malycious, thou shuldest be as greatly dredde of the barbarycke nations, as thou arte hated, as reasonne is, of the matrones of Rome. Tell me what thy lyste: at the least thou canste not denye, but as thou haste ben a weake and slacke louer, soo thou arte nowe a weake and slacke cowarde knyght, an vnknowen frende, auari­cious, [Page 157] infamed, malicious, cruell, ennemy to euery man, and frend to no body. And we that haue knowen the, yōge stronge and lusty, condempne the for an olde foole. Thou sayest, that takynge my letter into thy handes, thy harte toke the poyson of malyce. I beleue it wel without swea­rynge, for any thyng beinge malicious forthwith fyndeth lodging in thy house. Beastes, that be corrupt, lightly take the poyson, that they that ben of good complexion caste a­way. Of one thyng I am in certayn, thou shalt not die of poyson. For one venyme oftentymes dystroyeth an other venym. O malycious Marc, yf all they in Rome knewe the, as well as sorowfull Boemya dooth, they shuld soone se, what difference were betwene the wordes that thou spe­kest, and the intention of thy hart. And if by the writinges that thou makest, thou meritest to haue the name of a phi­losopher, by the ylnes that thou doest inuente, thou doste merite to haue the name of a tyraunt. Thou sayest, thou sawest neuer certitude in the loue of a woman, nor ende of her hate. I haue great glorie, that other ladyes besyde me haue knowlege of thy small wysedome. A se Marc, I wyll not mocke the, thou arte suche one, as neuer deser­ued that one shoulde begynne to loue the, nor leaue to hate the. Wylte thou haue certitude in loue, and thou vnfayth­full of thy seruyce? Wylt thou serue with mockeries, and woldest be loued truely? Wylte thou enioye the personne without spendynge of any of thy goodes? Wylt thou haue no complayntes of the, and thou not ceassynge thy maly­ces? Thou sayest, thou knowest the ylnes of women. I wil thou know, we be not so folyshe, as thou thinkest, nor thou so wyse, as thou weneste, to prayse thy selfe▪ yet hytherto hath ben sene mo men, to folowe the appetyte of women, than there hath ben women folowynge the wylle of men. [...] none of bothe is great truste, and yet we both practyse [Page] that one man hath his harte so myghty, to be more wyser than thre wyse women, and one woman thynketh her soo strong, to put vnder her feete, and ouercome .iii.C. suche as be lyght. Thou sayest, thou arte abashed of my lyght­nes, to leaue Rome, and come to the being in the warres. Great is the loue of the countrey, sith that many leaue dy­uers welthes that they haue in straunge landes, and lyue straitly, for to lyue in their owne lande: but greatter is my loue, syth that I wolde leaue Rome with al the pleasures, to go and serche for the in strange landes among the cruel battayles. O malicious Marke, O straunge louer, yf I leaue Rome, it were to go and seke my harte beynge in the battayles with the. And certaynly dyuers tymes whanne I doo thynke on thyne absence, I swowne and sorowe as my hart were not with me, and yet I fynde no perfyte re­medy. I thynke our loue is not lyke these beastes, that ioy of their pleasures, without to wyll, and desyre theyr wyl­les. I sweare to the by the goddesse Vesta, and by the mo­ther Berecinthia, that thou owest me more for one day of loue, that I haue had to the, than for the seruyces that I haue done to the in .xxii. yeres. Beholde vnhappy Marc, howe moche in thy presence I haue always regarded the, and in thyn absence I haue alwayes thoughte on the, and slepynge I haue alwayes dreamed of the, I haue wepte for thy trauayle, and laughed at thy pleasure, and finally all my welthe I haue wyshed the, and al thyn ylles I haue wyshed me. I ensure the one thynge, that as nowe I fele not soo moche the persecution that thou doest to me, as I do the mysknowlege that thou makest to me. It is a great sorowe for an auaricious man to see his goodes loste, but without comparyson it is farre greatter for the louer to se his loue yll bestowed. It is a hurt that is alway soore, & a peyn alway peynful, a sorow alway sorowful, & it is a deth [Page 158] that neuer endeth. O ye men, if ye knewe with what loue women loueth you in perfytenes whan they loue, & with what harte they hate whan they are set to hate: I swere to you, ye wold neuer cōpany with thē in loue: or if ye do loue them, ye wold neuer leue thē for feare of their hate: & there is neuer gret hate, but where as moch loue was fyrst. But thou shalt neuer be gretly hatid, for thou were neuer truly loued of ladies. The sorowfull Boemia hath loued ye .xxii. yere of her lyfe, & now she only hateth ye tyl after her deth. Thou sayest, I may be eaten for veriuyce, and yet I wold be solde for wyne. I knowe wel I haue erred, as one that hath ben yonge and lyght, and whan I perceyued that I had loste my way, and that my mysaduenture can fynd no way nor remedy: It is the greatest losse of al losses, whan there is no remedy. I haue erred lyke a feble and a weake woman, but thou hast erred as a stronge man: I haue er­red by simple ignorance, but thou haste erred of a prepen­sed and wilfull malice: I haue erred, not knowinge that I shulde haue erred, but thou knewest what thou diddest: I haue trusted to thy wordes, as to a faythfull gentylle man, and thou haste begyled me with a thousande lesyn­ges as a lier. Telle me, diddest thou not seke occasion to comme into my mothers house Getulia, to allure me her doughter Boemia to thy minde? Dyddeste thou not pro­mise my father to teache me to rede in one yere? and thou taughtehe me to rede the boke of Duidius, of the arte of loue? Diddest thou not sweare to be my husbaunde, and than withdrewest thy hande as a false aduoultrer? Doest thou not knowe, that thou neuer foundest villanie in my personne, nor I neuer founde trouthe in thy mouthe? At least thou canst not denie, but thou hast offended the god­dis, and arte infamed of men, & odious to the Romaynes, sclaundred of good folkes, and example to the yll folkes, [Page] and fynally a traytour to my father and mother, a breker of thy faythe, and to me sorowefull Boemia an vnkynde louer. O malycious Marc, hast thou not cutte me in lea­ues, offrynge to my father to kepe his vines surely? Ill may the chekyn truste the kyte, or the lambes the wolues: & worse the to bring vp the doughters of thē that be good. O cursed Marke, a domageable keper of vines hathe the matrones of Rome founde the, in kepynge their dough­ters: I swere, that there was neyther grape nor cluster, but it was eaten or cut by the. Thou dydst eate me beinge grene. I promyse the it hathe sette thy tethe on an yl edge. Thou sayeste, I ryped by power of heate and strawe. It displeaseth me not so moche, that thou sayest, as thou gy­uest me occasion to say to the. Thy shame is so shamefull, and thy malyce so vnshamefaste, that I can not aunswere the to the pourpose, withoute hurtynge or touchynge the quycke. I wolde wytte of the, whan thou maryedste Fau­styn, whether thou foundest her grene or rype? Thou kno­west well, and lyke wyse so do I, that other beside the, gauged the vessel, and thou drankest the lies: other gathered the grapes, and thou gleynedst the vine: other dyd eate the grapes, and thou haddest the huskes. O wycked Marc, beholde thyne euylles, and howe the goddis haue gyuen the iuste chastysemēt, that thou being yong meritedst not to be desyred of thy louers, nor that thy wyues kepe feithe to the in thyne age. For to be aduenged of thy personne, I nede none other thinge, but to se the maried to Faustyne. By the mother Berecynthia I promyse the, yt if thy small wysedome myght atteyne to knowe entierly, what is said of her and the in Rome, surely thou woldest wepe nyghte and day for the lyfe of Faustyn, and not leue the thought­full Boemia. O Marc, lyttell thoughte is taken for the, & how fer is our vnderstādyng vncoupled fro thy though­tes: [Page 159] bycause that with thy great doctrine by day tyme thy house is made a schole of philosophers, and the wanton­nesse of thy wyfe Faustyne by nyghte, maketh it a bordell of ruffiens. It is a iuste iugement of the goddis, that sith thyn onely malyce suffiseth to poyson many that be good, that one alone may suffise to vnbend and lose thy renome. One difference there is betwene the and me, and thy wyfe Faustine: for my dedes are but in suspecte, and yours are openly knowen in dede: myn are secrete, and yours are e­uident: I haue stōbled, but ye haue fallen. Of one thyng alone I haue merited to be chastised, but ye haue deserued no forgyuenes: My dishonour is deed with the faut, and is buried with myn amendmēt, but your infamie is borne with your desyres, and is broughte vp with your wylles, and lyueth styll with your werkes: finally therfore youre infamie shall neuer dye, for you lyued neuer well. O ma­licious Marcus, with all that thou knowest, wotest thou not, that forlosynge of a good name, an yll fame is reco­uered: and in the ende of a good lyfe, begynnethe a good faame? Thou ceassest not to saye ylle onely by suspicion, the whiche thy false iugementes shewe the: and yet thou woldest we shulde not speake that we se with our eies. Of one thynge be thou sure, that neyther of the, nor of thy wyfe Faustyne there is no false wytnesse: for the trouth is so euident, that there nedeth not to inuent any lyes. Thou saist, that it is an olde quarel of amorous ladies of Rome, that in takinge fro many we are the pooreste of all other: bicause we faile in credence, we are honoured for syluer. It is of certayntie, that we mystruste the hollie bicause of his prickes, the acornes, for his huskes, the roses among nettyls, and thy mouth for thy malyce. I haue curiouslye taken hede, that thou neuer saydest well by women, nor I neuer coud fynde, that any wolde the good. What great­ter [Page] correction shuld I haue of thy wickednes, or more vengeance for myn iniuries, but to be certayne, that all the lo­uynge ladies of Rome are sorye of thy lyfe, and wolde be gladde of thy dethe? The lyfe of that man is wycked, that many bewayle, and in whose dethe euery body reioyseth. It is the propertie of poore vnkynde persons as thou art, to forgette the great goodnesse done to them, and to be so­ry for the lyttell that they gyue. As moche as noble hartis glorifie them in gyuinge to other, so moche are they asha­med to receyue seruices vnrewarded. For in giuinge they make them selfe lordes, and in receyuyng they are as scla­ues. I wolde wytte what thou haste gyuen me, or what thou haste receyued of me? I haue aduentured my good name, and gyuen the, possession of my personne: I haue made the lorde and mayster of all my goodes: I haue ba­nyshed my selfe out of my countrey, and putte my selfe in peryll only for thy sake: and in recompence of al this, thou reprochest me now of miserie. Thou neuer gauest me any thing with thy good wyl, nor I neuer receyued it willing­ly, nor it dyd me neuer profyt. Il thinges recouer a name, not for the common warke that we see, but for the secrete intention with the whiche we worke. And thou vnhappy man desiredst me, not to enioy my personne, but rather to haue my money. We ought not to cal the a clere louer, but a thefe, & a wyly see rouer. I had a litel ringe of the, whi­che I am determyned to caste into the ryuer, and the clo­thynge that I had of the I haue brente in the fire. And yf that my body were any thing amēded with the breade that I haue eaten of thyn, I wolde cutte my fleshe, and let out the blode without any feare. O cursed Marke, thy darke malyce wolde not suffre the clerely to vnderstande my let­ter: for I entended not to aske moneye, to releue my po­uertie and solytarynesse, but reknowlegynge and thyn­kynge [Page 160] to satisfie my wyllyng harte. Suche vayne and co­uetous menne as thou arte thy selfe, are pleased with gyf­tes, but the hartis incarnate in loue are lyttell satisfyed with syluer. For loue onely is payde with loue agayne. The manne that loueth not as a manne of reasone, but as a brute beaste, and the woman that loueth not but for the interest of her person: suche ought not to be trusted in theyr wordes, nor their persones desyred. For the loue of her endeth, whan the goodes fayle: and the loue of hym, whan her beautie fayleth. If thy loue proceded onelye of the beautie of my face, and my loue only for the money of thy pours: it were no ryghte, that we were callyd wyse louers, but rather very nyce persons. O wycked Marke, I neuer loued the for thy goodes, though thou louedst me for my beautie: with all my harte I loued the than, & with all my harte I hate the now. Thou sayst, the goddis haue shewed me great pitie, to gyue me fewe chylderne, and to them many fathers. The greattest blame in women is to be vnshamefast, and the moste vylanie in men is to be yll sayers. Diuers thinges ought to be suffred for the fragili­tie of women, whiche are not permitted in the wisedom of men. I say this bicause I neuer sawe temperaunce in the for to couer thyne owne malyces, nor wysedome to excuse the debilities of other. Thou sayest, that my sonnes haue dyuers fathers. I sweare vnto the, that though thou dye, the chylderne of Faustine shall not be fatherlesse. And of trouthe if the goddis, as thou sayest, haue be pitiefull to my chyldern, no lesse art thou to strange children. For Faustyne kepeth the but to excuse her blame, and to be tutour of her children. O cursed Marc, thou mayst well reioyce & take no thoughte, for thyn owne chyldren haue noo nede to be maried. For oone thynge we are bounde, that is for the example, the whiche thou doste gyue of thy pacyence: [Page] For sithe thou suffrest Faustine in so many infamies, it is no great nede that we suffre any secretes in the. I saye no more at this tyme, makynge an ende of my letter, desyring the ende of thy person.

¶A letter sent by Marcus the emperour to Matrine a yonge mayden of Rome, of whom he was enamoured, seinge her at a wyndowe. ¶ The .xvii. letter.

MArke themperour, the very desyrous, to the Matrine greatly desyred. I wote not if by good aduenture of myn yll aduen­ture, or by yll aduenture of my good ad­uenture, I dyd see the of late at a wyn­dow, where as thou heldest thyn armes as close as myn eien were spred abrode, that cursed be they for euer. For in beholdyng thy face, my harte forthewith abode with the as prysoner. The begyn­nynge of thy knowlege is the ende of my reason, and fe­lynge of flyght. Of one trauayle cometh infinite trauay­les to mē. I say it for this, if I had not ben ydel, I had not gone out of my howse, and yf I hadde not gone out of my howse, I had not gone oute into the stretes, and yf I had not passyd through the strete, I hadde not sene the at thy wyndowe, and if I hadde not sene the at thy wyndowe, I had not desyred thy persone: and not desyring thy person, I had not put thy name in so great perylle, nor my lyfe in trauaile, nor had gyuen none occasion in al Rome to speke of vs. Of a trouth lady Matrine in this case I condemne my selfe, syth I wold beholde the. And thou woldest be sa­luted, syth thou desyredst to be sene. And syth thou were set as a whyte marke, it was no greate meruaylle that I that [Page 161] with the arowes of myne eyes at the buttes of thy beauty, with rollynge eies, with browes bent, well coloured face, incarnate tethe, ruddy lyppes, cryspe heares, handes sette with rynges, clothed with a. M. maner of clothynges, bearyng purses full of swete smelles, and bracelettes full of knackes, with perles and stones at the eares. Tell me what becometh of a woman, with these thynges, that wyl shewe her selfe at a wyndowe? The mooste cause is, that I can esteme or thynke therin, that sith you do shew your bodies openly to vs at the eie, that your wylle is, that we shulde knowe your desires secretely. And if it be soo, as I afferme, that it is so, it semeth me madame Matrine, thou shuldest desire hym that desyreth the, to enforme hym that sercheth the, to answere hym that calleth the, & fele that he feleth: intende to hym that intendeth to the: and sythe I vnderstande the, vnderstande me, and vnderstande sythe thou doest not vnderstande. I am aduysed, as I went by the strete Falaria to se theues putte to Iustice, myne eyen sawe the at a wyndowe, on whome dependeth all my de­sires. Thou doest more Iustyce to me, then I to the the­ues: for I beinge at Iustice, thou haste iusticied the Iu­stice, & none dare peyne the. The gybet is not so cruell to them that neuer knew but il doing, as thou art to me that neuer thought, but howe I myghte doo the seruyce. The theues suffre but one death, and thou makest me to suffre a. M. in a day: In one houre the theues liues are ended, and I dye euery mynute: I drawe towarde deth wrong­fully, and they suffre for theyr fautes: I suffre an innocēt, they openly, and I in secrete. What shall I saye more to the? of trouthe they wepte watry droppes with their eyes, bycause they dye, and I wepe teares of bloud in my harte, bycause I lyue. This is the difference, theyr tourmentes spredeth abrode through all theyr bodies, and I kepe myn [Page] together in my hart. O cruell Matrine, I canne not telle what iustyce it is to put men to dethe that steale money, & suffre women to lyue that robbe mennes hartes: If theyr eares be cut of, that picke mens pourses, why are women than pardoned, that robbe mens inwarde hartes and en­trayles? By thy noblenes I pray the, and by the goddesse Venus I coniure the, eyther answere to my desyre, or elles restore my harte agayne, whiche thou hast robbed fro me. I wolde thou knewest the clere fayth of my harte, rather than this letter writen with my hande. If myn aduenture were so good, as to speke with the, and that thy loue were not ashamed therof, I wolde hope with the sight & speche to wynne that whiche I am in suspect to lese by my letter. The reason is, bycause thou herest my ylle and rude rea­sons redynge my letter. And if thou sawest me, thou shul­dest see the cruelle teares that I offre to the by my lyfe. I wolde my mouth coulde publysshe myn enraged euylles, as my harte feleth, than I swere to the lady Matrine, that my greuous dolour shulde awake thy small thought. And as thy beautie & myn affection haue made me thyn owne, so the knowlege of my passion shuld make the mine. I de­syre that thou shuldest regarde the begynnynge, and ther­with regarde the ende. Certaynly the same day that thou enprisonedst my harte at thy wyndowe, in the doungeon of my desyres, I had no lesse weakenesse to be ouercome, thanne thou haddeste force to constrayne me. And more greatter is thy power to putte thy selfe from me, than my reason is to put me fro the. I aske no mercye of the, but that we myghte declare oure wylles togyther. But in this case what wylte thou that I shulde say, but that thou hast so moch power ouer me, and I so lytel of my lybertie, that wyll I nyll I, my hart can not be but thyne? And hit beinge thyne, thou mayste, and wylte not declare thy selfe [Page 162] to be myn. And syth it may not be, but that my life must be condemned in thy seruice, be thou as sure of my fayth as I am doubtefull of thy hope: For I shall haue a greatter welthe to be loste for thy sake, thanne to wynne any other thynge. I wyll say no more atte this tyme, but that thou accompte my perdicion and deathe, and drawe the lyfe of my teares into open ioye. And bycause that I holde my faith in thy fayth, and wyll neuer despayre in thy hope, I sende to the .x. lyttell rynges of golde, with .x. stones of A­lexandry: And I coniure the▪ by the immortal goddis, that whan thou doest put theym on thy fyngers, thou sette me in thyn harte and entrayles. Marcus amorous wrote this with his owne hande.

¶An other letter sente by Marc the emperour to the sayde gentyll woman Matrine. The .XVIII. letter.

MArke habitant at Rome, to the Matrine his right swete ennemy. I cal the swete, for it is iuste that I dye for the. And I cal the enemy, bycause thou makest not an ende to sle me. I can not tel wherin it is, but syth the feast of Iano hitherto, I haue writen thre letters to the. And to ye answere of them, I wold that I had sene two letters from the, if it were thy pleasure. If that I serue the, thou wol­dest that I shulde not serue: if I speke, thou wilt not speke to me, if I loke at the, thou wylt not beholde me: if I call the, thou wilt not answere: if I visite the, thou wilt not se me, if I write to the, thou wylt giue me none answere, and worst of all, if other do shewe the of my dolours, thou ma­kest but a mocke therof. And if I had as moch knowlege, [Page] where to complayne to the, as thou hast power to remedy the plaintyfe, my wisedome shoulde no lesse be praysed a­monge wise men, than thy beautie is amonge fooles. I pray the hartely regarde not the contrarieties of my rea­sons, but regarde the faythe of my wepynges, the whiche in wytnesse of my peynes I do gyue vnto the. I wote not what good may come to the of my harmes: nor what win­nynge of my losse thou shuldest hope to gette: nor what suretie of my peryl thou shuldest attayne vnto: nor what pleasure of my displeasure thou mayst haue. I haue had aunswere of my messanger, that without redynge of my letters, thou hast with thy handes toren theym all to pie­ces. It ought to suffise the to thynke, that my person were hewen in quarters, yet I wolde thou haddest redde these small lynes lady Matrine: for by them thou shuldest haue sene, howe my thoughtes were troubled. Ye women are so extreme, that for ye faut of one man, a womā wyl complain of all other men in generall, so that ye be cruel for one par­ticular cause. Openly ye pardone all mens lyues, and in secrete ye procure euery mans dethe. I esteme it nothynge dame Matrine that thou haste done: but I lament me of that thou demaundedst Valirius thy neyghbour to saye to me. One thynge I wolde thou haddest in memorie and not forgot, and that is, sith that my lybertie is so smalle, and thy power so great, bycause I beinge all holly myne owne, I am tourned to be thyn, that thou shuldest thinke, that whan thou woldest iniurie me, thou shuldest do most iniurie to thy selfe, sythe that by the I dye, as thou by me doest lyue. In this yll purpose perseuer not, for thou doest aduenture the lyfe of vs bothe. Thou damnest thy condy­tion, and distroyest my helth, and finally thou must come to the medicine. Forgyue me dame Matrine, if I say any malyce to the, that is, I knowe that ye women desire one [Page 163] thynge, and kepe vs in drede, that it shoulde not come by her thought. Thou were wont to be well conditioned, and at leaste though thou doest not put it in vre, yet thou hast the fame therof: and an auncient fame ought not be lefte for a newe vnkyndnes. Thou knowest well, what contra­rynesse dothe vngentylnesse to the vertues in vertuous houses, and thou canst nat be called vertuous, but if thou be gentyl and courteyse. There is no greatter vnkyndnes than to loue her that loueth not me: That I visite the, and thou vysitest not me, that I speake to the, and thou spea­kest not to me is nothyng, that I knowlege ye, & thou wilte not know me is nothyng, though I wepe and thou laugh is nothynge, thoughe I demaunde, and thou denyeste is nothynge: thoughe thou owe me, and neuer paye, yet it is nothynge, but where as I loue the, and thou not me, is a great thyng. That thyng that can not be dissimuled with the eies, nor the harte suffre, al the vyces amonge mortall creatures, it is reason that they be forgyuen, bycause they are commytted by nature, saue onely the vnlouyng of wo­men, and the vnkyndnesse of men, whiche are vyces com­mytted of malyce. After dyuers seruyces by me doone to the, and moche moore that I haue to doo hereafter, thou Matrine mayste all onely pay me with one thyng, I pray the refuse not to gyue me remedy, syth I haue not offered me in the peryll. If thou saye, that Patroclus thy spouse hath the propretie ouer the, yet at leaste receyue me to the profe, and I shall pretende possessyon of the. And in this wise in the vayneglorie to be thyn, shal couer the domage not to be myn. Thou makest me to meruaile sore, howe for so small a mercy and rewarde thou canste suffre suche im­portunitie so longe. For certayn many thinges we graunt to an importunate manne, the whyche are not graunted to a temperate man. If thou hopest to ouercome me Ma­tryne, [Page] I holde my selfe vanquysshed: if thou wylte lose me, I holde me for loste: if thou wylt sle me, I yeld my self as deade. For by the gesture that I make afore thy gate, and the syghes that I make in myn owne house, are gret­ly myne to resyste, and the greuous assaut of the, be edi­fices more to sommon dethe, thanne to defende the life: If thou wilte that I scape this daunger, deny me not the re­medy, bycause it shalbe a greatter vice in the to sle me, thā vilany to gyue me remedy. And it were no iuste thinge for so small a pryce to lose the fayth of so gret seruyce. I wote not what to do, to make the my debtour, and thou to pay me. And yet worst of all, I wote not what to do, nor what to thinke nor to say, nor to whom to determine me, bicause I can not assure any profyte in me, but to be certayne in thy seruices. And bicause thou doste truste hym that hath done this message, by hym I do send this open letter, and my secrete aunswere. I do send the a iewell of perles, and a besant of gold. To the goddis I do commende the. And I require the for to receyue it with as good a wyl as I do presente it vnto the. Marc the oratour to the righte hono­rable Matrine.

¶A letter sent by Marc the emperour to Ly­bia a fayre lady Romayne. ¶The .xix. letter.

MArke full of sorowe and pensyfenes, to the Lybia takynge but lyttell thought or care: if thy small thought passed any thynge on me, and also if my troubles and dolours were lodged and dydde reste in [...] thanne thou shuldest perceyue and se howe smalle the quarell were, the whiche I make to the, in respecte of [Page 164] the tourment that I doo suffre, if the blasinge flames is­sued out, as the fyred brondes do brenne me within, the smoke wolde reache to the heuens, and make ymbres of the erthe: yf thou doest well remembre the fyrst tyme that I sawe the in the temple of the virgins vestales, thou be­ynge there praydste the goddis for thy selfe, and I on my knees prayed the for my selfe. I knowe well thou offredst hony and oyle to the goddis, and I offred to the soore we­pynges and syghes. It is a iuste thynge to gyue more to hym that offreth his inwarde entrayles, than to hym that draweth money out of his purse to offre. I haue determi­ned, and disposed me, to write to the this letter, that thou shuldest se howe thou art serued with the arowes of myne eies, that were shotte at the whyte of thy seruices. Alas, howe sorowful am I to thynke, least the calme tyme now, doth threten me with the tempest to come. I wyl say, that disloue in the, causeth the hope doubtfull in me. Beholde what mysaduēture I had lost a letter, and I as I retour­ned to the temple to seke for it, I hadde nere lost my selfe, in going thyther so often, cōsydering my smal merite. I se well, that mine eies the ladders of my hope, are set on soo hie a walle, that no lesse is the doubte of my fall, than the daunger of the clymmynge vppe. Thou bowinge downe the leaues of thy high merites, haste broughte me to the poynte of continuall seruice. Lette me haue the fruite, and giue the leaues to whome thou wylte. By the immortalle goddis, I haue great meruayle, for surely I thought that in the temple of the virgins Vestales, no manne shoulde haue had temptations. But as nowe I doo fynde by ex­perience, that that woman is more lyberall, and sooner o­uercome, that is faste and straytly kept and watched, than other. Al the corporal domages are first hard of, er they be knowen, and knowen er they be sene, and sene er they be [Page] felte, and felte er they be tasted, yet it is not so in loue. For fyrst they fele the stroke therof, er they see the way howe it cometh. The lyghtnynge is not so sodeyne, but it is sene afore the thonder clappe, nor the wall fallith not so sodein­ly, but fyrste some stones breake asonder, nor the colde co­meth not so faste on, but some smalle sheuerynges cometh before: but all onely loue is not felte tyll it be setled in the entrayles. Let euery man knowe it that know it not, and thou lady Libie if thou wylt, knowe: Loue slepeth whan we wake, and waketh whan we slepe, and laugheth whan we wepe, and wepeth whan we laugh: it assurethe in ta­kynge, and taketh in assuryng: And speketh whan we be styll, and is styll whan we speke: And fynally it is of that condicion, that for to gyue vs that we desyre, it causeth vs to lyue in peyne. I sweare to the, whan my wyll becamme thy seruaunte, and thy beautie caused, that thou were my lady, whan I was in the temple and returned ageyn thy­ther, not desyrynge the, thou beheldeste me, and I as vn­happy loked on the. But O what a thoughte came to me, that my harte beinge hole, thou haste dyuyded, beinge in helthe thou haste hurte, being alyue thou haste slayne, be­inge myn thou haste stollen it, and that worst of all is, not helpynge to my lyfe, thou consentest that loue assaylle me to the dethe. Many tymes lady Libia consyderynge that al my thoughtes ben high, and my fortune lowe, I wolde haue seperate my felfe fro the. But consyderynge that my trauayles are well applyed in thy seruyces, I say thoughe I myght, I wyll nat be seperate fro the. I wyll not denye one thynge, and that is, that cursed loue taketh away the taste of al thynges, and yet therby alonly it gyueth vs ap­petite, the whiche gyueth vs moche yll proufyte. This is the profe of hym that loueth hartily. For one disfauour of hym that is beloued, is more than all the fauour of this [Page 165] lyfe. I thinke lady Libia thou art gretly abashed to se me outwarde as a philosopher, and to knowe me inwarde a secrete louer. I praye the Lybia discouer me not: For yf that the goddis gyue me longe lyfe, I am mynded for to amende. And thoughe I be at this howre but a yonge foole in the arte of loue, whan I am olde I shall be wyse: the goddis knowe what I desyre, and the force that I do enforce me to: but as the fleshe is weake, and the hart ten­der, and hath many occasions and fewe vertues, and the worlde subtyll, and the people malitious, I passe this be­ginninge and spring of floures with hope that in haruest I shall haue some fruite. Dame Libia doest thou thinke, that philosophers thought they were neuer so sage, be not stryken with the cruelties of loue? and that vnder their cours clothes their fleshe is not smoth? Certaynly among the harde bones softe fleshe is bred, vnder the sharpe hus­kes the chestnutte is nourysshed. I saye that vnder course apparel, is true and perfyte loue. I deny not but that our slacke nature resysteth not with vertues: nor I denye not, but there be yonge wāton desyres not repressed with ver­tuous purposes: I deny not, but that the bytte of youth is not refreyned with the brydell of reason: I denye not, but that that the fleshe procureth, is dyuers tymes with­stande by wysedome. And also I knowlege well, that he that is not amorous, is a foole. And thou knoweste, that thoughe we be wyse, we leaue not therfore to be men. All that euer we lerne in all our lyues suffiseth not to knowe howe to rule the fleshe one houre. To wyse menne in this case hathe fallen many errours: there be many maysters in vertues, and many moo hath bene, and yet they haue ben ouercome with vices: wherfore than doest thou mer­uayle of me alone? I confesse of trouthe, that I had ne­uer myne vnderstandyng so clere, as whan Cupyde fan­ned [Page] wind on me with his winges. There was neuer none vnto my tyme, that euer was noted wyse, but fyrst he was a prisoner & bound with the loue of Cupide. Gratian was amorous on Tamyr: Solon Salaminus giuer of the la­wes, was amorous of Grecyane: Pytacus Mitelenus lefte his owne wyfe, and was enamoured of a bond womā that he brought from the warres: Cleobulus of Caria whan he was ful .lxx. yere olde, and haddered philosophy xlv. yere, scalynge the house of his neyghbour, felle of the ladder and dyed. Periander prince of Acaye, and a great philosopher of Grece, at ye preier of one of his louers slewe his wyfe. Anacharsis a philosopher a Scithian of his fa­ther syde, and a greke of his mother syde, was so enamo­red of a woman of Thebes, that he taught her al his coū ­nynge: and whan he was sycke in his bedde, she redde in the schole for hym. Epimenides of Crete, that slepte .xv. yeres without waking, and though he was .x. yere a great worshypper of the goddis, yet he was banysshed frome A­thenes for the loue of women. Archyta Tarentyn, may­ster of Plato, and disciple of Pythagoras, occupied his mynde more to inuente the kindes of loue, than his forces in doctrines of vertues. Gorgio Cleontino, borne in Sy­cyll, kepte rather concubines in his chambre, than bokes in the scholes. All these were wyse men, and yet we maye se, howe at the laste they were ouercome with the flesshe. Than blame not me alone: for as I haue tolde of so fewe in noumbre, so I coude recyte of other a holle armye. Of trouth he ought to haue many thynges, that wylle be ta­ken as curious in loue. He muste haue his eien displayed on her that he loueth, his vnderstandynge fore altered in that he thinketh, his tonge troubled in that he shulde say: So that in seinge he be blynded, in thoughtes wandring, and in speakynge troubled. O lady Libia, the louynge in [Page 165] mockerie passeth by mockerie: but where as the true hart is, there is the grefe and no mockerie. Loue shedeth her poysone, and cruell Cupydo fyxeth his arowes vppe to the fethers. Than the eien wepe, the harte syghethe, the flesshe trymbleth, the synewes shrynke, the vnderstan­dynge waxeth grosse, reason fayleth, and so all falleth to the erthe, so that fynally the heuy louer abydynge in hym selfe, holdeth lyttell or nothynge of hym selfe. All this I say, bicause that knowlege to loue fayleth in me: yet be ye sure, that the workes faile me not to worke in thy seruice. And syth it was myn aduenture to see the, nowe it is my chaunce to knowe the, I demaunde nothyng elles of the, but that thou wylte loue me truely, syth I loue the with­oute feynynge. And if thou haste harde, that I am sycke at my harte, I desyre the to do me some good: for sythe it is all onely in the, it is reason that thou all onely seke for remedy. I was greatly comforted, whan Fabius Carly­nus desyred me in thy behalfe to be a prisoner, and I dyd incontinent all that thou dyddest desyre, to thentente that thou on some day shuldest do that I desyre. And beholde lady Lybia, the woman that is serued with seruyces, it is reasonne that she receyue some prayers. And though my strengthes haue no power to open the gates of thy pour­pose, as not to agree to thy demaunde, yet all my labours be bycause of thy renoume. I praye the discouer not the one, nor begyle me nat with the other. For now thou seest that in grauntynge is remedy, and in truste is comforte, but promesse is deceyuable, the delayenge is peryllous, and the entreatynge byndeth. I see verye welle, that the hasty demaunde deserueth a longe aunswere: but I wold not that thou shuldest do soo: but as I desyre the, soo de­syre me. I saye agayne, I am all thyne, and not myne owne. And as for my selfe in al thynges I wyll serue the. [Page] And lady Libia regard, that it were as moche honour for the, as profytable for me, to tourne thy disordinate desy­res and pourposes. For thou seest well it is moch better to heale shortly than to late with faylynge of thy pourpose. All women kepe one daungerous opynyon, that is, they wyll neuer receyue counsell that is gyuen them in a great cause: and if it be so, as I thynke, syth thou arte praysed and estemed of great beautie, than be estemed to receyue good counsell. And in this maner in case that my domage be very great, and thy pacience very lyttell, I shalbe cal­led wise to gyue the suche counsell, and thou ryghte gra­tious to folowe it. One thynge I saye, and pardone me, though I shewe it to the, howe that women be greatly in­famed, that wyll take no counsell, and suche as wylle as­sure their renoume by the opinion of other, as moche as though they were determyned so to doo their selfe. Wher­fore I wolde ye shuld do one thyng for an other, as I coū ­sayle you. And if thou fyndest any ylle therby, withdrawe thy hande. I wyll say no more to the, but that I doo pre­sent to the al my vnhappy troubles, my desperate syghes, and my seruyces as thy seruaunt: My troubled dolours, my wordes of philosophy, and my amorous teares. Also I sende the a gyrdelle of golde, and I gyue it the on the condition, that thou sette thyn eies theron, and apply thy harte to me. I pray the goddis to gyue me to the, and the to me. Marcus Aurelius the philosopher writeth this in very great secrete.

THVS ENDETH THIS GOLDEN Boke of the eloquent Marc Aurelie emperour: who so euer be re­der therof may take it by reason for a ryche and a newe la­bour, and specially pryncis and gouernours of the com­mon welth, and mynisters of iustyce with other. Also the common people eche of theym may fynde the labour con­ueniente [Page 167] to their estate. And therin is conteyned certayne right hygh and profounde sentences, and holsom counsel­les, and meruaylous deuyses ageynst thencumbraunce of fortune: and ryght swete cōsolations for them that are o­uerthrowen by fortune. Finally it is good to them that di­geste it, and thanke god that hath gyuen suche grace to a paynym, in gyuynge vs exaumple of vertuous lyuynge, with hye and salutary doctrines and meruaylous instru­ctions of perfectnes. Certainly as great prayse as ought to be gyuen to the auctour, is to be gyuen to the transla­tours, that haue laboriously reduced this treatyse oute of Greke into latyn, and out of latyn into Castilian, and out of Castilyan into frenche, and out of frēche into englishe, writen in high and swete styles. O ryght happy trauayle, sythe that suche fruyte is issued therof. And also blessyd be the handes that haue wrytten hit. A ryghte precyous meate is the sentences of this boke: But finally the sauce of the sayd swete style moueth the appetite. Many bokes there be of substancial meates, but they be so rude and so vnsauery, and the style of so smal grace, that the fyrste morsell is lothesome and noyful: And of suche bokes foloweth to lye hole and sounde in Lybraries, but I truste this wylle not. Of trouthe great prayse is due to the auctour of his trauayle. And syth there can be no grace equi­polent in erthe, lette vs pray to god to gyue hym grace & rewarde in heuen. Amen. Graces to god.

FINIS.
[Page] ❧Thus endeth the volume of Marke Aurelie empe­rour, otherwise called the golden boke, translated out of Frenche into englyshe by Iohn̄ Bourchier knyghte lorde Barners, deputie generall of the kynges towne of Caleis and marches of the same, at the instant desyre of his neuewe syr Francis Bryan knyghte, ended at Caleys the tenth day of Marche, in the yere of the Reygne of our so­uerayn lorde kynge HENRY the .VIII. the XXIII.

LONDINI IN AEDIBVS THO­MAE BERTHELETI RE­GII IMPRESSORIS. ANNO .M.D.XXXVII. CVM PRIVI­LEGIO.

LUCRECIA ROMANA

THOMAS BETHELETVS

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