A Tale of the Beginning of Friars and Cloisterers. QUOTH he, not long since was a man That did his devoir give To kill the passions of his flesh, And did in penance live. And, though beloved of the king, He lived by his sweat; Affirming, men that would not work He told the erring their amiss, In prayer and in poverty: Amongst his doings well, High-ways he mended; doing which, A dozen thieves to have been hang'd To whom he went, exhorting them So penitent they were, and he As to the king for pardon of The prisoners he ran: Which got, he gave it them; but this Proviso did he add, That they should ever work as he :They grant, poor souls, and glad. He got them gowns of country grey, Pick-ax, and spade: and hard to work So did they toil, as thereabout The holy hermit sought. But, at departure, prayed them To fast, to watch, and pray, And live remote from worldly men; And goeth so his way. The holy thieves (for now in them Had custom wrought content) Could much of Scripture; and indeed Did heartily repent. Now when the country-folk did hear That from the woods to buildings brave He, going to their stately place, Did find in every dish Fat beef, and brewis; and great store Of dainty fowl and fish. Who seeing their saturity, And practising to win His pupils thence, "Excess, he said, "Doth work access to sin. "Who fareth finest, doth but feed; "And over-feedeth oft; "Who sleepeth softest, doth but sleep; "And, sometimes, over-soft. "Who clads him trimmest, is but clad; "The fairest is but fair; "And all but live: yea, if so long, "Yet not with lesser care "Than forms, backs, bones, and bellies, that "More homely cherish'd are. "Learn freedom and felicity; "Hawks flying where they list, "Be kindlier and more sound than hawks "Best tended on the fist!" Thus preach'd he promis'd abstinence; And bids them come away: No haste but good: well were they, and The godly hermit, when all means Departing said "I found you knaves, "And knaves I do you leave!" HENRY CONSTABLE. It appears from Mr. Malone's Shakspeare, Vol. X. p. 74, that this author took his degree of B. A. at St. John's College, Cambridge, in 1579, so that he may be considered as contemporary with Warner, and indeed is so regarded by Phillips. He was highly praised by Edmond Bolton, Ben Jonson, and others, and Mr. Warton mentions him as "a noted sonnet writer;" yet the following, though as notable sonnets as his "Diana" could furnish, can hardly entitle him to be denominated "the first sonneteer of his "time." See Hawkins' Origin of the English drama, iii. 212. The Rev. Mr. Todd, in his valuable edition of Milton's poetical works, has described a very curious MS. of Constable's unpublished poems, in his own possession. [From his "Diana,” 1594, 12mo.] WONDER it is, and pity is't, that she In whom all Beauty's treasure we may find, And if that Beauty had not been more kind |