Westerne Wyll upon the debate betweene Churchyarde and Camell

Westerne Wyll upon the debate betweene Churchyarde and Camell

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¶Rowe thy bote thou ioly ioly maryner, & wynd wel vp thy sayle, For thou mightst neuer wind it vp better thine own self for to auaile.

Dauye Dikers dreme.

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❧westerne Wyll, vpon the debate betwyxte Churchyarde and Camell.

¶Rowe thy bote thou ioly ioly maryner, & wynd wel vp thy sayle,

For thou mightst neuer wind it vp better thine own self for to auaile.

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THere ware thre mery maryners, that dwelt in Maldon meade

That could sayl of wynde and tyde, of chanel and of streame

And eke theyr compasse well dyrecte, from euery shore & steade

And ware acqueinted wt the rockes: and sandes yt myght them queame

From Maldon hauen to Billingesgate, aswel I vndertake

As any thre of many yeres, suche course that vsed to make.

A Crayer had they prest to sayle, and all theyr takle yare

And all theyr fraught ybrought a borde, to wende to Maldon towne

But for the wynde was not the best, before they forth wolde fare

They thought the citie for to rowme, and viewe it vp and downe

If thing vncouth they there might fynde, wherwt to moue some glee

When they came home to Maldon meade, amonge theyr companye.

To Powles they hyed as place most fytte, for newes in theyr deuyce

Amonge the prynters gan they search, and busily enquyre

For thinges that might for Noueltie, at home be had in price

The printer sayd he thought he had, to pleasen theyr desyre

And drewe them nere into his shoppe, and gan vnfolde them lyght

A rolle of Rythmes, wherof the fyrst, the dickers dreame it hyght.

Then folowed answere to this dreame, to Dauie dickers whan

A solempne processe at a blusshe, be quoted here and there

With matter in the margent set, wheron to gase they gan

But they ne wist for ought I knewe, but hebrue that it were

A Replicacion was the next, whiche well I vnderstoode

For that I founde no worde therin, but it was Englyshe good.

But lo ye here the fourth quod he, that maketh vp the moste

I warrant you a clarkely pece, se howe it is be deckte

(As sellers are not nowe to learne, theyr wares to prayse I gesse)

The name therof Reioynder was, a terme to them suspecte

Because it sounded of the lawe, as though some case it warre.

Of ioyncture right for waywarde wyues, to pleaden at the barre.

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But ay the prynter pressed on, and take them all quod he

I notte your names, but brethren myne. I you assure can

They be as good as in this towne in any shoppe there be

Our names quod be, and one stepped forth, a wight yonge watre man

Wylkyn is my name, and this is watte, and Herman hight the third

As trusty and sure at tackle knotte, as euer with corde was gyrd.

Well Wilkin, Watte, and Herman gent, by al your names I sweare

Ye shall not nede vpon my worde, to stande in any doubt

A meryer iest ye can not fynde, a boord with you to beare

So wyll ye say your selues I knowe, when ye haue red it out

But yf ye be vnlearned to reade, as maryners lyghtly be

Then yf ye lyst to harke a whyle, ye shall it heare of me.

For Gods swete bones quod Watkyn tho, for bokyshe be we not

We knowe to halfe, and stryke, & vyere, & vp the anchore waye

And cables folde, and clymbe to toppe, and then go tosse the potte

But if thou wylt of curtesy, of this vs somwhat say

By god my peny shalbe twayne, and theyrs shal make a grote

Though we therfore shulde go to bed, at nyght with thyrsty throte.

Nay then quod he Saynt George to borowe, the day is ours all

Ye shall it heare eche lyne at length, but fyrst and wote ye what

The partyes twayne betwene the which, this stryfe is nowe befall

It me behoueth fyrst to tell, good order asketh that

Wherfore a whyle gyue eare I pray, tyll I those twayne set out

And then ye may your fansye say, by turne eche one about.

This Diker semes a thryuynge ladde, brought vp in Pierces scole

The plowman stoute, of whom I thynke ye haue ful often harde

A swynckyng swaine, that handleth wel his spade and other toole

Ful loth he ware for lacke of hede, they shulde be reckly marde

For why in them and in his hande, his lyuynge chefely standes

He bragges not of his rentes ne fees, ne of entayled landes.

And yet he semeth a curtouse hind, and comen of good stocke

For Dikers feawe in my contrey, so wel y thewed bene

I warraunt you who lyst him proue, he is no spritelesse blocke

But to my tale, In cockowe tyme when eche thyng gan to gren

All weryed from his worke, retournes this Daui Diker hende

And for to ease hym selfe the bet, ful softely gan he wende

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Unto his house within a groue, a lytle there besyde

His bottle & his bagge, he hent, he left them not behynde

Wherin remayned but small surplus, of viande at that tyde

And downe he sate hym on the benche, of meate had lytle mnide

But gan complayne his werynesse, and on his hande his hedde

He dyd arrest, & cleped wyfe, as though he wolde to bedde

Lo dame he sayd thou wotest I trowe, that candle is to diere

To sytte vp late and praten out our thryft tyll farther nyght

And eke I nyll no supper haue, lette be put out the fiere

And hast we all to bed I saye, that ryse betymes we myght

And in he stepte, and sone he was vncased in his couche

And at his heade as was his wonte, he layed vp his pouche.

To wery labouring men, full swete doth seme such rest

He had not lyen longe, but loude he gan to route

And softly by his syde his wyfe, her selfe to bed adrest

The dogge, the cat, and syb the mayde, eche couchen them about

Into theyr hernes where they ware wont, and al was huyst and styll

And Dauy gan to dreame his dreame, as we deuysen wyll

Then Wylkyn gan at once vpbrayde, and sware by gods dyne harte

A rushe for bookes, me leuer ware that I could tel this tale

Then of your scrabblynges for to haue, a loade by wayne or carte

Strawe for such peltry, it is good to stuffe an empty male

I durst it take vpon my soule, in all this lyther thynge

Is not a tale that may be founde so muche to my lykynge.

Yea yea quod Wat, my selfe by gisse, in youth might this haue learned

If I so wyse or happye had ben to folowe my fathers wyll

Who would haue spent vpon my scoole so muche as he had earned

But I was bent another waye, me thought it very yll

All daye to rucken on my tayle, and poren on a booke

It was nothyng vnto my paye, full soone I it forsoke.

But Herman here our other mate, it was a wytty elfe

Ado, ado, quod herman then and prynter yet go forth

What was the dreame that Dauy mette as he it tolde him selfe

For yet me thinketh by thy fare, that dreme is somewhat worth.

Content quod he gyue heare agayne, and here me what I sayne

I shall you reade this dreame a ryght, as here I fynde it playne.

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Dauye Dikers dreme.

WHen fayth in frendes beares fruite, and foolyssh fansies fade

& crafty catchers come to nought & hate great loue hath made

When fraude flieth farre frō towne: & loyterers leaue ye fylde

And rude shall runne a ryghtfull race, and al men be well wylde

When gropers after gayne, shal carpe for common wealth

And wyly woorkers shall dysdayne to fygge and lyue by stealth

When wysedome walkes a lofte, and folly syttes full lowe

And vertue vainquisheth pamperd vice & grace begynnes to growe:

When Iustice ioynes to trueth, and lawe lokes not to miede

And brybes helpe not to buyld faire bowers, nor gyftes gret glotōs fiede

When hongre hides his head & pleinty pleaseth the pore

And nyggardes to the nedy men shall neuer shutte the dore

When double darke deceipt, is out of credite worne

And fawnyng speche is falshed founde & craft is laught to skorne

When pryde that pykes the purse, gapes not for garmentes gay

Nor Iauelles weare no veluette wiedes nor wandring wittes beare sway

When riches wronges not right, ne power puttes pore abacke

Nor coueytous criepes not into court nor learned lyuinges lacke

When slipper sleightes are sene and farre fatches be founde

And pryuate profite and selfe loue shall both be put in pounde

When debt no sergaunt dredes and courtiers credite kepe

And might melles not with merchaūdise, nor lordes shal sel no shiepe

When lucre lastes not longe, and hurde greate heapes doth hate

And euery wyght is well content, to walke in his estate

When truth doth treade the stretes, and lyers lurke in den

And Rex doth reygne and rule the rost, and wiedes out wicked men

Then balefull barnes be blyth, that here in Englande wonne

Your stryfe shall stynt I vndertake, and dredfull dayes be donne.

This Dyker was no fole I gesse, quod Watte and Herman tho

It semeth well he hym bethought, vpon the worldes change

And of his drudge and myckle payne, when he to bed dyd go

And then to dreame of such lyke thynges, perdy it is not straunge

Such as my talke and thoughtes haue bene, the day before certaine

Such thīges again at night in slepe, my dreme hath shewed me plaine.

And eke I harden ones, a ryght good doctour tell.

That such as farced go to bedde, with meate and drynke good store

Theyr dreames alwaye to them in more dysordre fell

Then yf they empty went to bedde, as ye haue harde before

That Dauie dyd whose supper was, so slender and so short

That nothynge els but wearynesse, and nature caused hym snort.

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A dreame, a strawe quod Wylkin then, by god it nas no sweuyn

Men dreame of deuyls, of apes, and [...]wles, of naked gyrles and boyes

But I ne thynke this dreame is such, it hitteth thynges so euen

It talketh with good reason rounde, of fansies ne of ioyes

But of suche thynges as I can not, amenden with my wytte

Nor neuer shall I thynke be founde, refourmed euery whytte.

No quod the prynted no, that ment not the dreame I vndertake

But where as many thynges ben foūd, that mans wyt can not fatche

To mend as many as we can, and the rest a paterne make

To brynge our state as nyghe to them, as mans deuyce can matche

As out of Plat [...]es commen welth, a tale I coulde you tell

Of many thynges that he wolde haue, and not but very well:

That neuer yet in earthe ware founde, as he wolde haue them done

Quod Watte no more of Platoes lore, I ken him not by gysse

Ne care not muche except he coulde some rules for chaunge of mene

But well I wot algates and am full sure of this

That I haue harde the preachers speake, of asmuche as is here

And of mo thynges than any man, is able to come nere.

But ay me thynkes it is to fyne, for such a rude vplande

It ware ynoughe for a ryght good clerke, at instyuynsty taught

He had to helpe his parysshe prest, I venture durst my hande

What though he coulde it dreame thus right, yet I beleue it naught

That he coulde with such queint prouerbes, his dreame at large endite

And eke I thynke the sely swayne, dyd neuer learne to wryte

No Watte quod the prynter tho, thou harpest on the truth

This Diker had a frende in court that well coulde handle pen

With whom he was acqueynted earst, as play felowes in youth

Who for they then companions ware dyd hym vouchsafe to ken

And loued Dauy euermore, in hym suche truth there was

And Dauy when he came to towne, vnsene wolde not hym pas.

Befell vpon a market daye, when he this dreame had had

That he to London lyst resort, for thynges that stode him niede

He founde his frende, and al this dreame, at length [...]to him radde

And he for that it semed a thynge, the pennynge worth in diede

Gan drawe it into frame, and shapen as ye harde

And one that lust it fantasien, to pryntynge it prefarde.

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Lo nowe I haue the halfe perfourmed, that I you earst behight

What maner man this Diker was, and howe this dreame came out

And nowe I wyll to Camell passe, if ye therin delight

By whom this ioly sturre, is chiefly brought about

And tell fro poynte to poynte, as earst I dyd of this

His worthynesse as I it knowe, and as the sayeng is.

The Camell semes to me to be, a great out landishe beast

Quod Herman to the prynter then, that longe his peace had holde

With bunches twayne vpon his backe, as highe as any horse at least.

Of which I do remenbre is, in the newe Testament tolde

That euery ryche gnof, may vp to heauen as easyly stye

As maye this wylde vnruly beast, passe through a nydles eye.

And eke we none in Englande haue except they bene vs brought

Of late that I ne knowe, out of some farre countrye

And by my trouth if I shall say you playnly to my thought

Thoughe none we had, it skylles not muche, if they so vnruly be

But prynter trust thou me, I nylle it not belieue

A beaste to speake and wryten this, my reason doth not gieue.

The prynter loude he loughe, and so dyd al the shoppe

And sayde that Herman spoken had, asmuch as myght he sayde

But ware the Camell here quod he, he wolde be in thy toppe

No force quod he▪ of beastes I am nothynge afrayde

Though I do selde on horsebacke come, there can no Camel kynde

Tyll I knowe more, lette me to say, tho fansies of my mynde.

Mary knowe thou then quod he, that Camell is a man

Nay prynter softe quod Wylkin the, and suffer me to speake

What cause had he that moued hym, to answer to thys whan

Or why shulde he of other al, so sumysshlye out breake

To dart at Dauye Dikers dreame that ment him none vnrest

Except he ware one of those sortes, that it wolde haue redrest.

Pardien a dreame is but a dreame, a fansye of the heade

And he ne ment I hope that men, shulde it for godspell take

But as a sweuyn or fantasie, that eche one shulde it reade

For thy me thynkes accordyngly, the name dyd Dauye make

And nowe a man (ye saye he is) agaynst a dreame to spurne

Me thynke it eyther smelles of craft, or els of some harte burne.

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What soft mate quod the prynter tho, and he began to lowre

You gynue waxe hote I wene, agaynst the somer sonne

Ye may be cooled ere ye come home, with some fresshe Apryl showre

This is to much before that I my tale haue all ydonne

Here fyrst an ende of all, and then prononcen dome

Or els depart ye calmely hence, euen such way as ye come.

Herman was full wo, when he, the printer sawe thus wroth

And had but lyttle lust to tary out the tale

And to his felowes gan vpbrayde, ye se the daye hence goeth

And eke ye knowe aswel as I, the water gynnes to vale

And by the vanes I spye the wynde, to be by south at west.

That we vs haste to Maldon meade, I thynke it be the best

And therfore nowe gyue vs quod he, and take thou here thy grote

And though that Wylkin and this Wat, haue shewed theyr hasty wyt

(We Maryners be salte yfrette, we can no bet god wote)

I pray the prynter be content and take no grefe at it

We haue at home a maryner that can some skyl of booke

He shall them see and reade them vs, and so theyr leaue they ioke.

And I that present was at al, for that I lyked the sporte

Gan prynt it in my fyckle heade, in order as I tolde

And for to pen it out the bet dyd to my celle resorte

And drewe it there into a sōme, as I had harde it tolde

Not with such wordes as they it spake, but in suche wordes as I

Had partly learned of my dame, and lyst to fantasy.

Suche happe may happe, to gyue a seconde fytte

If cause shall happe, and laysure serue for it.

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❧Imprynted at London in Fletestrete at the sygne of the George next to saynt Dunstones Church by Wyllyam Powell.

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Westerne Wyll upon the debate betweene Churchyarde and Camell

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1552

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— Westerne Wyll upon the debate betweene Churchyarde and Camell, Baldwin, William, ca. 1518-1563?.

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[8] p.

Jmprinted at London in Fletestrete at the signe of the George next to saynt Dunstones Church by Wyllyam Powell,. [London] :: [1552?]. (In verse.) (Possibly by William Baldwin: cf. STC (2nd ed.).) (Signatures: A⁴.) (Reproduction of original in the Society of Antiquaries.)

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