Monday, 24 July 2000

From "A Dyall for dainty Darlings"

By William Averell.

In the partes of Normandie , there dwelt a man, more renowmed for his ritchesse, then fortunate in his issue, who, though by byrth he was to some inferiour, yet for substaunce, to many men superiour: so that, I knowe not whether he were more happie in his wealth, or vnhappie in his Sonne, such contrarietie was there, in both these giftes of fortune: that for the one, he was to her beholding: for the other, to accuse her of disdaine. But such is the vnconstauncie of fortunes giftes, that amidde many pleasures, the aucthour of fortune, sendeth some displeasures, least the forgetfull nature of man should decline from the remembraunce of his omnipotencie. This man had but one onely sonne, whome therefore he tenderly and delicately brought vp to mans state, not bending the wyeth while it was greene, nor propping the plant while it was young, by reason whereof the wyeth grew stiffe, and the tree croked: so that it passed Artes integritie, to alter the course of natures deformitie, Quo semel est imbuto recens seruauit odorem : The vessel being new, was at first seasoned with stinking lothsome licquor, so that it was to harde afterward to remoue thereof the sauour: they that will haue fine Spanielles, teach them being small: they that will haue good horsses, bridle them being young: and they that will haue vertuous Children, doo correct them being Infants: otherwise the dogge will not hunt, the Horse will not beare, nor the Chylde liue in honest behauiour: but the one will snarle, the other will kicke, and the thyrd will stubbornelie spurne at his duetie.

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