204- The booke of Hunting 



Do day]y feeke our names for to diftayne, 



With llandrous blotte, for whiche we Beaftes be flayne. 



Firfte of my felfe, before the reft to treate, 

 Mofte men crye out, that fiflie I do deuoure, 

 Yea fome will fay, that Lambes (with mee) be meate : 

 I graunte to bothe, and he that hath the powre. 

 To feede on fiflie that fweeter were than fowre. 

 And had yong fleflie to banquet at his fill. 

 Were fonde to fraunche on garbage, graynes, or fwyll. 



But mafter Man, which findeth all this fault. 

 And ftreynes deuife for many a dayntie diflie, 

 Whiche fufFreth not that hunger him aflault, 

 But feedes his fill on euery fleflie and fiflie, 

 Whiche mufte haue all, as muche as witte can wiflie, 

 Vs feely Beaftes, deuouring Beaftes do call. 

 And he himfelfe, mofte bloudie beafte of all. 



Well yet mee thinkes, I heare him preache this Texte, 

 Hoiue all that is^ luas made for vfe of man: 

 So was it fure, but therewith followes next. 

 This heauie place, expounde it who fo can : 

 The very Scourge and Plague of God his Ban^ 

 Will lyght on fuche as queyntly can deuife 

 To eate more meate, than may their mouthes fuffife. 



Nowe mafter Man, ftande foorth and here declare. 

 Who euer yet coulde fee an Otter eate 

 More meate at once, than ferued for his fliare ? 

 Who fees vs beaftes fitte bybbing in our feate. 

 With fundry wynes, and fundry kindes of meate? 

 Whiche breede difeafe, yfoftred in fuche feaftes. 

 If men do fo, be they not woorfe than beaftes ? 



The beaftly man, mufte fitte all day and quafte. 

 The Beafte indeede, doth drincke but twice a day. 

 The beaftly man, mufte ftufte his monftrous mafTe 

 With fecrete caufe of furfetting alwaye : 

 Where beafts be glad to feede when they get pray, 



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