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Specimens of English literature from the 'Ploughmans crede' to the ...

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. XXVI.THE STEEL GLAS. 323(And spie no pens by any sight <strong>the</strong>y see),When shriues do serue al processe as <strong>the</strong>y ought,When bayhfes strain none o<strong>the</strong>r thing but strays,When audi<strong>to</strong>urs <strong>the</strong>ir counters cannot change, 1105When proude surveyours take no parting pens,When Siluer sticks not on <strong>the</strong> Tellers fingers,And when receiuers pay as <strong>the</strong>y receiue,When al <strong>the</strong>se folke haue quite forgotten fraude :(Againe, my priests, a little, by your leaue) 1 noWhen Sicophants can finde no place in courte,But are espied for Ecchoes^ as <strong>the</strong>y areWhen roysters ruffle not aboue <strong>the</strong>ir rule.Nor colour crafte by swearing precious coles :When Fencers fees are like <strong>to</strong> apes rewards, 1115A peece <strong>of</strong> breade, and <strong>the</strong>rwithal a bobbeWhen Lays Hues not like a ladies peare.Nor vseth art in dying <strong>of</strong> hir heare :When al <strong>the</strong>se things are ordred as <strong>the</strong>y ought.And see <strong>the</strong>mselues within my glasse <strong>of</strong> Steele, 1 120Euen <strong>the</strong>n (my priests) may you make holyday.And pray no more but ordinarie prayers.And yet <strong>the</strong>rin, I pray you (my good priests)Pray stilfor me, and for my Glasse <strong>of</strong> Steele,That it (nor I) do any minde <strong>of</strong>fend, 1125Bycause we shew all colours in <strong>the</strong>ir kinde.And pray for me, that (since my hap is suchTo see men so) I may perceiue myselfe.O worthy words, <strong>to</strong> ende my worthlesse verse.Pray for me. Priests, I pray you, pray for me.Epilogvs.Alas (my lord) my hast was al <strong>to</strong> bote,I shut my glasse before you gasde your fill,Y 21 1^0

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