A ryght pleasaunt and merye historie, of the mylner of Abyngton, with his wife, and his fayre daughter: and of two poore scholers of Cambridge Wherevnto is adioyned another merye Iest, of a sargeaunt that woulde haue learned to be a fryar.

A ryght pleasaunt and merye historie, of the mylner of Abyngton, with his wife, and his fayre daughter: and of two poore scholers of Cambridge Wherevnto is adioyned another merye Iest, of a sargeaunt that woulde haue learned to be a fryar.

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❧A verie merie Historie, of the Milner of Abington,

❧A mery gest, howe a Sergeaunt woulde learne to be a Friar.

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¶A ryght pleasaunt and merye Historie, of the Mylner of Abyngton, with his Wife, and his fayre Daughter: and of two poore scholers of Cambridge.

❧Wherevnto is adioyned another merye Iest, of a Sargeaunt that woulde haue learned to be a Fryar.

❧Imprinted at London, by Rycharde Ihones.

❧A verie merie Historie, of the Milner of Abington,

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FAyre Lordings if you list to heere

A mery Iest your mindes to cheere,

Then harken to this mery tale

Was neuer meryer set to sale

At Abyngton it so befell

Therby a widowe late did dwell

She had two sonnes that she loued well

For father had they none

At Cambrige are they set I wene

Fiue mile is them bytwene

Their spendinge was full mene,

To the scole there did they go

Some learning for to get you knowe

By good mens helpe they were kept so

Other finding none they had

This life longe they ledde

The mother founde them at borde and bedde

And by these meanes were they fedde

More than seuen yere

Their mother then vpon a daie

To Cambridhe she toke the waie

And to hir sonnes gan she saie

With a heuy chere

Sonnes I will be here anone

And than I wot ye will come home

[Page]But corne nor bread can I get none,

The countrey is so deere.

Mother then they sayd anone

we wyll into the countrey gone

To goōd men and make our mone

If wee may any thinge get,

So longe they went from towne to towne

In the countrey vp and downe

That they gate in short season

A large met of wheate

Than anone when they it had

Vnto their mother they it lad

And she therof was full glad

But longe they ne let

But at their neyghbours house on the morne

They borowed a horse to cary their corne

To the mille them beforne

For nothing wolde they let

The mylner was ioly in his workes all

He had a doughter fayre and small

The clerke of the towne loued her aboue all

Iankyn was his name

The mylner was so trewe and fele

Of each mannes corne wolde he steale

More than his Toledish by a deale

He let for no shame

He was so subtyll and so slye

He wolde it take before their eye

And make them a proper lye

And put himselfe out of blame▪

[Page]To the mylner they were sande

In the mylle dore dyd he stande

They tied their horse with a bande

They had harde of his name

That one clerke to that other sware

Of the theefe we wyll beware

Haue he neuer so mykell care

Of our corne getteth he bu [...] small

Though he go out of his wyt

Thou shalte by the spoute syt

Tyll the poke faste be knyt

And the meale in all

Though he be neuer so wo

And I wyl vp vnto the stones go

And he begyle vs bothe two

Foule might him befall:

The corne vp the Milner wan

And than the clerke fast vp ran

By the stones styll stode he than

Tyll it was grounde infere

The mylners house is nere

Not the length of a lande

In a valey can it stande

Two myle from Abyngton

In his herte had he care

For the clerkes were so ware

He myght not do as he [...]yd are

But to his sonne gan ronne

Boy loke thou let for no drede

The clerkes horse home thou lede

Also faste as thou may spede

Or the meale be done

[Page]Behinde my backhouse dore him set

For they shall fayle of their men

Tho the poke fast be knet

I sweare by my crowne

The litell boye stint nought

Till the horse was home brought

Thereof wiste the clerkes nought

Forsothe as I you saie

The clerkes their meale vp hent

And out at the dore they went

Alas they said we be shent

By god than the milner sware

Than get you him no mare

For some theefe was of him ware

And hath had him away

The one clerke sayd to the other

Go we seke hym selfe brother

Thou one way and I another

Finde him if we maie,

But euer they drede of the meale

That the milner wolde therof steale

The poke they bounde, and set on a seale

And their horse than sought they.

The mylner laughed them to scorne

And great othes hath he sworne

If he might haue none of their corne

He wolde haue of their meale,

His daughter to the mille can fare

And his diner to him bare

And also faste he tolde hir yare

All euery deale:

[Page]How two clerkes in the morne

Brought with them a met of corne

And euer they warned mee beforne

That I shoulde none steale

But do now doughter as I thee saie

Go fet mee a shete I the pray

And in faithe I will do saie

To get of the meale

For nothinge wolde let

On a whyte shete he it set

And moche floure he out bet

And hole was the seale

With two staues in the stoure

They dange theron whyles they myght doure

Till they had a pecke of floure

Forsothe as I you say

They gathered it vp than anone

And put it in a poke full soone

And bade his daughter beare it home

Euen the ryght way

Then the clerkes had mykell thought

For their horse they sought

That they him finde might nought▪

Of all that longe day

And whan the night drewe nere

At the mylle they met in fere

And bothe they made a simple chere

For their goodly hackeny

That one clerke sayd by god of might

Me thinke our poke is waxen light

I thinke it be not all a ryght

[Page]That lyketh mee full yll

My heed therto dare I lay

That he hath stolen some away

That other clarke sayd▪ nay nay,

The seale standeth on styl:

They both did to the milner say

Herberowe vs to night we thee pray

And we wyll therfore well pay

What so euer thou wyll

For we dare not to the towne gone

Tyll we bring our horse hoine

If we do by swete saynte Iohn

We mon like it yll

The mylner sayd by goddes might

I shall barborowe you to night

And your supper shall be dight

Right well if wee may

There they bare their meale bitwene them two

And home with the mylner dyd they go

His wife welcomed them tho

So dyd his doughter gay

Aboute a fyre they were set

And good ale was there fet

And therwith they their mouthes wet

And soone souped they

At their supper as they made them glad

That one clerke nyce countenaunce made

And priuely on the maidens foote he treade

And she tourned awaie

Whan they had eaten and made them glad

The Milner his daughter bade

[Page]Soone that a bed were made

Also fast as you maie,

And make it by the side binke

That the clarkes may therein winke

And slepe till it be daie:

For I will to my bedde win

And if you here any din

It is my man dothe come in

Forsothe as I you saie,

For he is in the towne at his warke

Whan he dothe come in the hounde will bark

This ment the milner by the clarke

That helde his daughter gay

By one side the clarke lay

By the other side his wife and he I saie

And for his doughter so gay

An other bedde was dyght,

In a chamber as I weene

Was a wall them betweene

And a cake she made so clene

Thereof the clarkes had a sight:

Of their owne meale it was

Hir lemman befell suche a case

Herken sirs howe it was

That he might not come that night,

For to a faire was there beside

On his maisters erande for to ride

Erly in the morowe tide

Before any day light.

This one clarke styll he lay

And thought on this Dam [...]ell gay

And to his brother can he saie

[Page]What is mee best to do,

For by god and by saint Mighell

I thinke so on the damosell

I had muche leuer than I can tell

That I might winne hir to:

His brother said this is nought

Of my horse I haue more thought

By Iesu that mee deere bought

Howe we maie winne him to.

Yet lie still brother I the praie

For come there what come maie

At the dore I will assaie

If it will vndoe,

This one clarke to the dore can fare

She said Iankin be ye there

Ye forsothe he did answere

And in there did he go,

Against a fourme he hurte his shin

Or he might to the bedde win

Therfore the clarke was wo.

Iankin she said for Mary dere

Whie [...]o ye make such cheere

Your way shoulde you better leere

So oft as you come heere

As that worde the clarke loughe

And by the voice to her he drough

Of her he had his will ynough

And plaide them togy [...]her,

Whan the [...] [...]d done his will

By the damosell he [...]

[...]

[Page]How two clarkes came thyther,

Vpon the monday at morne

And brought with them a met of of corne

On a horse them beforne

And bothe they were full lither.

For the one clarke stode at the spoute

There as the meale shoulde come out

That other went euer aboute

And let vs of our pray,

My father did see it might be none other

He rowned vnto my brother

And bade it shoulde be none other

But lede their horse away.

My litell brother blinned nought

Ere their horse was home brought

Like two fooles they haue him sought

All this longe daie,

As we at our supper sate

That one clarke nice countenaunce made

And priuelie on my foote he trade

But euer I tourned a [...]aie.

Vpon the poke he set the seale

For my father shoulde none steale

yet we had of their meale

And of their whitest floure,

For nothinge wolde he let

On a shete we it set

And with two staues it bet

As longe as we might doure.

And into our backhouse their horse is brought

Therof wotte the clerkes nought

[Page]The clarke laught and made good cheere

Whan he of that myght heare

That was well done my derling deere,

By God my sauiour:

Both together a sleepe they fell,

Of the other clarke I wyll you tell

And of the Milners wife howe it befell

A whyle if you will abide,

All waking styl he laye

And in his heart he thought aye

My felowe hath a merie plaie

In this euen tide.

The Mylners wife did rise water to make

Stilly for the milner should not wake

The right way againe could she not take,

For the house was so wide.

But a childe in a cradell laie

At the beddes feete as I you saie

Thereby she knew the right waye

Vnto hir beddes side,

The clarke laie and harde ylke dele

And of the cradell he wyst well

And if thou rise by saint Michaell

The cradell shal awaie:

Againe he rose or she did sleepe

The clarke thereof tooke good keepe

Out of his bedde soone he can creepe

As fast as euer he maie,

For nothing woulde he let

The cradell away he fet

At his beddes side he it set,

Forsothe as I you saye,

[Page]The good wife came anone

And tyll her husbande can she gone

But cradell founde she there none,

Shee did seeke full fast alwaie.

All about she groped fast

The cradell founde shee at the last

The Milner did sleepe full fast

And wist not of this warke,

By the cradell that she there fande,

She had went it had bene hir husbande

She lyft vp the clothes with her hande

And laide her downe by the clarke,

Thus that one clarke laye by the wife

That other by the daughter by my life

Had the milner wist there had ben strife

For that nights warke,

That one clarke waked and he dyd say

That by the Milners daughter lay

I must to a faire gone or it be day,

And on he did his sarke.

Now I pray you my hinde Lēman free

A gowne cloath then buie you mee

And I sweare so mote I thee,

I wyll paye therefore:

By Iesu he saide my sweeting

I haue but three shylling

That is but a lyttle thing

But if I had more,

Thus the clarke he made it towe

The Damsell her forcer to her drawe

By God ye shall haue inowe

For to paie therefore.

[Page]The key by the cofer did hange

Forthe she drewe thirty shillinge

Forsothe euery farthinge

And neither lesse nor more.

The thirtie shillinge she gan him take

This made I sir for your sake

Take it nowe with you all,

Nowe haue good day mine owne swetinge

For longe or any day dothe springe

The [...]cke full merelie his note will singe

And my maister will mee call

Full merie chere the clarke can make

With thirty shillinge and his cake

The righte waie can he take

Downe by the wall,

Till he came at his brothers bedde

Than from the cradell away he yedde

And anone away he fledde

On the further side of the hall:

Of his siluer he toke good keepe

Downe by the milner can he creepe

And wakened him out of his sleepe

And said wilte thou heare a good game,

For I haue had a merie night

With the milners daughter bright

Mee liketh wel by gods might

That we wende not home,

For I haue thirty shillinge and a cake

That the false theefe fro our corne did take

With that the milner did wake

By god and by saint Ihon,

[Page]And also she hath mee tolde

Howe he hath our horse in holde

In his backhouse he hath him bolde

I praie god giue him shame

The milner starte vp redely

Thou liest he said with great enuy

And that shalte thou full dere abye

Theefe what hast thou done,

He sterte vp in a great teene

And stoute strokes was them betweene

The milner was the more keene

And gate the clarke downe.

His wife waked anone right

Out sir she said the clerkes do fight

The one will slee the other to night

But if you parte them soone▪

The clarke wakened and had great wonder

But he durste them not sunder

Full well he sawe his felowe vnder

By the light of the moone.

The milners wife hent a staffe tite

Sir she said who shall I smite

Dame sayde the clarke, him in the white

Hit him if thou maie,

The milner befel a foule happe

He had on his night cappe

His wife lent him suche a rappe

That stil on grounde he laie.

Thus the milners heed was broken

The backhouse faste was broken

Beleeue mee the clarkes braste it open

And in than went [...]hey,

[Page]The meale on the horse they caste

And awaye they hyed them faste

With all their things home they paste

Long or any day.

Forth they went by M [...]ne light,

To Abington they came right

Before it was day light

Home vnto their Dame,

Than was her heartfull light

Whan she sawe her sonne in sight

She thanked God with all her might

That they were comen home,

All their meale and thirtie shylling

They gaue their mother without leasing

And sence they tolde her of that thing

They let for no blame,

Their mother saide if ye doo right

Keepe ye well out of his sight

For if he may get you by goddes might

He wyll doo you shaine.

Of that siluer the clarkes were faine

The one clarke hied with all his maine

And ledde their horse home againe

Vppon the same morne,

The mother them a Lapon slew

And of the cake they eate inowe

And soone to Cambridge they drew,

There as they were beforne.

[...]wentie shylling with them they bare

Vn [...]o the schole gan they fare

The Mylner gate of them no mare,

If he had it sworne.

[Page]Whan they were gone these scollers bothe

I tell you plaine this milner was lothe

And to his bedde againe he gothe

For he was full of paine,

His wife before had giuen him

Vengeable strypes by swete saint Sim

She had almoste broken bothe lithe and lim

Of the Milner I tell you plaine.

And so the milner and his wife

For this folishe deede they had great strife

All the daies of their life

That he had ben so mad,

And the daughter that was yonge

Did often singe a sory songe

And wisshed for the clarke that was so longe

With her gowne clothe to make her gl [...].

And also for his mery play

She longed for him full sore in fay

That he should come againe that waie

Though she should neuer the clothe see,

The wenche she was full proper and nyce

Amonge all other she bare great price

For she coude tricke it point deuice

But fewe like her in that countree.

At the laste the milner vn [...]rewe

That had ben beaten bothe blacke and blewe

His owne deede he gan to rewe

And though he had ben false,

For many a trewer thanke

Was iudged without pite

Vpon a dreadfull gallowe tree

To be hanged by the halse

[Page]But sore sicke in his bedde

All his life he ledde

That he was faine to be fedde

Of his wife withouten mis

Thus with shorte conclusion

This milner through his abusion

Was brought to confusion

For all his falsehed iwis

And ended his life full wretchedly

In paine, care, and misery

Wherfore he did beare an horne

For steeling of meale this onlie

His wife and his doughter were laine by

Of two poore scolers full merely

That oft did laugh him to scorne

In pacience he must take it al

In chamber, in bowre, and eke in hall

What so euer the folke than did him call

Contented muste he be:

Thus endeth this mery iest iwis

And Christ that is kinge of eternall blis

Bringe vs all there whan his will is,

Amen for charite.

FINIS.

❧A mery gest, howe a Sergeaunt woulde learne to be a Friar.

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WIse men alway, affirme and saye,

the best is for eche man.

Diligently, for to apply,

such busines as he can,

And in no wise, to enterprise,

another faculte:

For he that will, and can no skill,

is neuer like to thee.

He that hath left, the hosiers crafte,

and fall to makinge shone.

The smith that shall, to painting fall,

his thrifte is well nigh done.

A blacke draper, with white paper,

to go to writing scole.

An olde butteler, become a cutteler,

I wene shall proue a fole.

An olde trotte, that can (God wotte,)

nothinge but kis the cup.

With hir phisicke, will keepe one sicke,

till she haue sowsed him vp.

A man of lawe, that neuer sawe,

the waies to buie and sell.

Weninge to arise, by marchaundyse,

I praye God speede him well.

A marchaunt eke; that will go seke,

all the meanes he may.

[Page]To fall in sute, tyll he dispute,

his money cleane away.

Pleading the lawe, for euery strawe,

shall proue a thriftie man.

With bate and strife, but by my life,

I can nat tell you whan

Whan an hatter, will go smatter,

in phylosophie.

Or a pedler, waxe a medlar,

in theologye.

All that ensewe, suche craftes newe,

they driue so farre a cast.

That euermore, they do therefore,

beshrewe themselfe at last.

This thinge was tried, and verefied,

here by a sergeaunt late.

That rufully was, or he coulde pas,

rapped about the pa [...]e.

While that he woulde, see how he could,

in Gods name plaie the friat.

Now if ye wyl, know how it fyl,

take heede and ye shall heare.

It happed so, not long agoe,

a thriftie man there dide.

An hundred pound of nobles round,

[...] had he laide a side.

His [...] he would, should haue this gold

so▪ to beginne withall.

But to suffise, his child wel thryues,

[...]y were to small.

yet o [...] this day, I haue herde say,

that many a man certesse,

[Page]Hath with good cast, be ritche at the last,

that begonne with lesse.

But this yong man, so wel he can,

his money to imp [...]

That certainly, his [...],

to see it was a ioy [...] ▪

For least some blast might ouercast,

his shippe or by mischaunce.

Men with some wyle, might him beguile,

and minishe his substaunce.

For to put out, al maner dout,

he made a good puruaie.

For euery whit, by his owne wit,

and tooke another waie.

First faire and wele, a pretie deale,

he hyd it in a potte.

But than him thought, that way was nought

and there he left it not.

So was he faine, from thence againe,

to put it in a cuppe.

And by and by, as couetouslie,

he supped it faire vppe.

In his owne brest▪ he thought it best,

his money to inclose,

Then wyst he well, what euer fell,

he coulde it neuer lose.

He borrowed than, of another man,

money and marchaundice:

Neuer paide it, vp he laide it,

in lyke maner wyse.

Yet on the geare, that he would weare,

he taught not what he spent:

[Page]So it were nice, as for the price.

coulde him not myscontent.

With lustie sporte, and with resorte,

of ioly company.

In mirth and plaie, [...] a daie,

he liued merily.

And men had sworne, some man is borne,

to dignite and powre.

And so was he, for suche degree▪

he gate and suche honowre,

That without doubte, whan he went out,

a sergeaunt well and faire.

Was readie straight, on him to waight,

as sone as on the maire,

But he doutlesse, of his mekenes,

hated suche pompe and pride.

And would not go, accompanied so,

but drewe himselfe aside.

To saint Katherine, straight as a line,

he gate him at a tide

For promotion, or deuotion,

there would he needes bide.

There spent he fast, tyll all was past▪

and to him came there manie.

To aske their dette, but none coulde gette,

the valour of a penie.

With visage stoute, he bare it out,

vnto the harde hedge,

A moneth or twaine till he was faine,

to lay his gowne to pledge.

Than was he there, in greater feare,

than or that he came thither.

[Page]And would as faine, depart againe,

but that he wist not whither.

Than after this, to a frende of his.

he went and ther [...] [...].

Where as he laie, [...] [...]lwaie,

he might not come [...]e.

It happed than, a marchaunt man

that he ought money to,

Of an officer, that gan enquire,

what him was best to do.

And he aunswerd, be not a ferde,

take an action therfore,

I you behest, I shall him rest,

and than care for no more.

I feare quod he, it will not be,

for he will not come out.

The sergeaunt said, be not afraide,

it shall be brought about,

In many a game, like to the same,

haue I bene well in vre,

And for your sake, let mee be bake,

but if I do this cure.

Thus parte they bothe, and to him goth,

a pace this officer,

And for a daie, all his araie,

he chaunged with a frier.

So was he dight, that no man might,

him for a frier denie.

He dopped and douked, he spake and loked,

so religiouslie.

Yet in a glasse, or he would passe,

he toted and he pored.

[Page]His heart for pride, lept in his side,

to see howe well he fryred.

Then forth a pace, vnto the place,

he goeth in Gods [...] ▪

To doo this deede, [...] take heede,

for heere beginneth [...]gaine.

He drew him nie, and then softlie,

at the doore he knocked.

A Damsell, that heard him wel,

there came and it vnlocked.

The Fryar sayd, God speede fayre mayde,

heere lodgeth such a man:

It is tolde mee, well sir quoth she,

and if he do? what than?

Quod he, maistresse, no harme doutlesse,

it longeth for our order.

To hurt no man, but as we can,

euery wyght to forder.

With him truely, faine speake would I,

syr quod she, by my faye:

He is so sicke, yee be not lyke,

to speake with him to daye.

Quoth he fayre maye, yet I you pray,

thus much at my desyer:

Vouchsafe to doo, as goe him too,

and saye an Austen Fryar,

Woulde with him speake, & maters breake,

for his auayle certaine.

Quod shee I wyl, stand ye heere styll,

tyll I come downe againe.

Vppe is shee goe, and tolde him so:

as shee was bode to saye.

[Page]He mistrustinge, no maner thinge,

said mayden go thy waie.

And fetche him hither, that we to gither:

may talke a downe she goth,

And vp him brought, no harme she thought,

but it made some folke wroth.

But this officer, this fained frier,

whan he was come a lofte,

He dopped than, and greet this man,

religiously and ofte.

And he againe, right glad and faine,

tooke him thereby the hande:

The friere than said, ye be dismaide▪

with trouble I vnderstande.

In deede quod he, it hath with me,

bene better than it is.

Sir quod the frier, bee of good chere,

ye shall yet after this.

For christes sake, loke that ye take,

no thought into your brest,

God maie tourne all, and so he shall,

I trust vnto the best.

But I woulde nowe, comyn with you,

in counsaile if you please,

Or elles not, of maters that,

shall set your heart at ease.

Downe went the maide the marchaunt said

nowe saye on gentill frier,

Of this tidinge, that ye me bringe,

I long full sore to heare.

Whan there was none, but they alone,

the frier with euell grace▪

[Page]Said I rest thee, come on with mee,

and out he toke his mace:

Thou shalte obey, come on thy way,

I haue thee in my clouche▪

Thou goest not hence, for all the pence,

the mayre hath in his pouche.

This marchaunt there, for wrath and feare.

waringe well nighe wood:

Saide horeson the [...]e, with a verie mischefe,

who hath taught thee thy good?

And with his fist, vpon the list.

he gaue him suche a blowe,

That backewarde downe, almoste in swoune,

the frier is ouerthrowe.

Yet was this man, well fearder than,

lest he the frier had slaine:

Till with good rappes, and heuy clappes,

he dawed him vp againe.

The frier toke heart, and vp he starte,

and well he laide aboute,

And so there gothe, bytwene them bothe,

many a lusty cloute.

They rent and tere, eche other heer,

and claue togider fast:

Till with lugginge, halinge and tugginge,

they fell downe bothe at last.

Than on the grounde, to gether rounde,

with many a heuy stroke.

They roule and romble, they turne and tumble,

lyke pygges do in a poke.

So long aboue, they heaue and shoue,

togither that at the last,

[Page]The maide and the wife, to breake the strife,

hied them vpwarde fast.

And whan they see, the captaines lye,

waltringe in the place,

The friers hood, they pulled a good,

a downe about his face.

While he was blinde, the wenche behinde,

lent him on the flore.

Many a iole, about the nole,

with a great battill dore.

The wife came to it, and with her feete▪

she holpe to kepe him downe:

And with her rocke, many a knocke,

she gaue him on the crowne.

They laide his mace, about his face,

that he was wode for paine,

The frier frap, gate many a swap,

till he was well nighe slaine.

Vp they him lifte, and with euell thrifte,

hedlong all the staire:

Downe they him threwe, and said a dewe▪

recommaunde vs to the mayre.

The frier arose, but I suppose,

amased was his hedde:

He shoke his heres, and from great teres▪

he thought him well a fledde.

Quod he nowe lost is all this cost,

we be neuer the nere:

Ill mot he thee, that caused mee,

to make my selfe a frier.

Nowe maisters all, an ende I shall,

make there as I began.

[Page]In any wise, I wolde auyse,

and councell euery man.

His owne crafte vse, all newe refuse,

and vtterlye let them gone.

Playe not the frier, now make good cheere,

and welcome euerychone.

FINIS.

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A ryght pleasaunt and merye historie, of the mylner of Abyngton, with his wife, and his fayre daughter: and of two poore scholers of Cambridge Wherevnto is adioyned another merye Iest, of a sargeaunt that woulde haue learned to be a fryar.

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1576

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2005-12 (EEBO-TCP Phase 1).

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A21595

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STC 79

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ESTC S111308

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99846677

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99846677

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11663

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— A ryght pleasaunt and merye historie, of the mylner of Abyngton, with his wife, and his fayre daughter: and of two poore scholers of Cambridge Wherevnto is adioyned another merye Iest, of a sargeaunt that woulde haue learned to be a fryar., Boorde, Andrew, 1490?-1549, attributed name., More, Thomas, Sir, Saint, 1478-1535. Mery gest how a sergeau[n]t woldel erne [sic] to be a frere..

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[I. Charlewood for] By Rycharde Ihones,. Imprinted at London :: [c. 1576]. (By Andre Boorde.) (The second part is by Sir Thomas More. Mery gest how a sergeau[n]t woldel erne [sic] to be a frere (STC 18091)--STC.) (Actual printer's name and date of publication suggested by STC.) (Signatures: A-D⁴.) (Imperfect; margins cropped, affecting signatures.) (Reproduction of the original in the Bodleian Library.)

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