A pleasant enterlude, intituled, Like will to like quoth the Deuill to the collier Wherin is declared what punishments followe those that will rather liue licentiously: then esteeme and followe good councell. And what benefits they receiue that apply them selues to vertuous liuing and good exercises. Made by Vlpian Fulwel. Fiue may easily play this enterlude. ...
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- A pleasant enterlude, intituled, Like will to like quoth the Deuill to the collier Wherin is declared what punishments followe those that will rather liue licentiously: then esteeme and followe good councell. And what benefits they receiue that apply them selues to vertuous liuing and good exercises. Made by Vlpian Fulwel. Fiue may easily play this enterlude. ...
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- Fulwell, Ulpian, fl. 1586.
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- 1587.
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"A pleasant enterlude, intituled, Like will to like quoth the Deuill to the collier Wherin is declared what punishments followe those that will rather liue licentiously: then esteeme and followe good councell. And what benefits they receiue that apply them selues to vertuous liuing and good exercises. Made by Vlpian Fulwel. Fiue may easily play this enterlude. ..." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/a01353.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 6, 2025.
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¶ Howe mine own boy I am glad that thou art heere,
‡He speaketh to you sir, I pray you come neer.
‡Nay yu art euen he of whō I am wel appaid.
¶ Then speak aloof of, to come nie I am afraid.
¶ Why so my boy as though thou didst neuer see me?
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¶ Then good Godfather let me heare thy minde.
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¶ I neuer loued that wel I swere by this day,
¶ What my boy?
¶ I wil giue thee thanks when thou hast so doon.
¶ By masse god amarcy my vreend Nichol,
¶ By God and welcome ientle tom lick hole,
¶ And nothing els but euen plain nichol?
‡ I pray thee tell me how doost good vreend lick hole.
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¶ But hast thou no conscience to begile thy poore neighboure.
¶ And good tom collier thou art welcom to me,
‡ God a mercy good deuil chā glad of thy company.
¶ Like wil to like I see very wel,
‡ God father wilt thou daunce a little before thou goe home to hell
¶ I am content so that tom colier doo agree,
¶ I wil neuer refuse Deuil to daunce with thee.
¶ Then godfather name what the daunce shall be.
¶ Tom Colier of Croidon hath solde his cole,
¶ Why then haue at it by my fathers soule.
The Song,
Tom Colier of Croidon hath solde his Coles, and made his market to day: And now he daunceth with the Deuil, for like wil to like alway. ¶ Wherfore let vs reioyce and sing, let vs be mery and glad,
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Sith that the Colier and the Deuill, this match and baunce hath made. ¶ Now of this daunce we make an and, with mirth and eke with ioy: The Colier and the Deuill wil be, much like to like alway. Finis.
¶ Var wel maister Deuil vorich must be gone,
¶ VVhy then farwel my gentle freend tom.
¶ thou art mine own boy, my blessing thou shalt haue,
¶ All haile Oh noble Prince of hel,
¶ All my dames cow tailes fel down into the wel.
¶ I wil exalt thee aboue the clowdes,
¶ I wil sault thee and hang thee in the shrowds.
¶ Thou art the inhauncer of my renowne,
¶ Thou art haunce the haugman of Callis town,
¶ To thee be honour alone,
¶ To thee shall come our hobling Ione.
* Amen.
¶ Amen.
¶ Now farwel my boy, farwel hartely,
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‡ Nichole newfangle? why we are of olde acquaintance,
‡ By my troth your name is quite out of my remembrance.
‡ Tom tospot? Sanct••amen, how you were out of my minde:
‡ It is euen so Tom tospot as thou hast saide.
‡ And I am glad to see you heere in this place.
‡ Bid him welcome, hark he can play a knaues part:
‡ My freend you are welcome with all my hart.
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¶ God a mercy good fellowe, tel me what thou art.
¶ As very a knaue as thou, though the best be to bad,
¶ I am one, which of thy company would be very glad.
¶ By my troth Tom tospot you are welcome with all my hart,
¶ And to tell you my properties also I shall not spare.
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¶ By my truth for my part therto I doo agree,
¶ I were to blame if any fault should be in me.
¶ Then that I be in office neither of you doo grudge?
¶ No indeed:
¶ Why Nichole all we are content:
* Stay your self I pray you hartely.
¶ I pray you be content and we wil be more manerly.
¶ I pray you be content good gentle maister Nichole,
¶ I neuer saw the like by gogs soule.
¶ I pray you sir let vs no more contend.
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‡ Gogs wounds I am like Phalaris ye made a bul of brasse,
‡ Thou art like a false knaue now and euer more was.
‡ And I am serued as Hamao that preparde,
‡ How was he serued I pray thee doo me tel,
‡ VVhom I speak of thou knowest not wel.
‡ Thou art serued a•• Hary hangman captain of the black garde,
‡ You know that Tom tospot men doo me call,
‡ A knaue thou hast alwaies been and euer shall.
‡ My conditions I am sure ye know as wel as I,
‡ A knaue thou wast born and so shalt thou dye.
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‡ I pray you sir what is that patrimony?
¶ But wil no gossips keep thee company now and than?
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¶ Nay I haue not doon for I can say much more,
¶ As it pleaseth you so shall we agree.
¶ Then see that anon you come bothe vnto me
¶ Farwel brother Raie I wil come to you ano••.
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¶ Holde vp haunce I wil pledg thee anon.
¶ Wel there is no remedy but I must be gone.
¶ Omni po po potenti, all the po po pot is emptie.
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‡ Yes by by God ich cud once daunce,
‡ Tha tha that ca ca can ich doo ful trimly.
‡ I wil help thee vp Haunce giue me thy hand,
‡ By by mas ch ch ch was almost down I think verily,
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‡ Go go God a mercy Tom with all my hart:
‡ I pray thee Tom tospot is this one of thy men?
‡ He is a companion of mine now and then.
¶ Loe where Phillip Fleming commeth euen in pudding time:
‡ He bringeth in his hand either good ale or els good wine.
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¶ Mary Phillip euen as I was wunt to doo.
¶ Stay a while for he saith his Pater noster,
¶ I pray thee good Vilip lead me away,
¶ Giue me thy hand and I wil thee stay.
¶ How say you maister Nichol wil you keep vs company?
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‡ My maisters heere is a good fellowe that would faine haue some.
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‡ Yes that we are truely.
¶ In faith I think we are both of one age well nye.
¶ I cannot beleeue that such luck is happened vnto vs.
‡ It is true that I to you doo discusse.
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¶ What say you Nichol? I doo agree,
¶ God giue you good morow sir, how doo you to day?
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¶ Yea mary I am an olde freend of yours perchaunce.
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¶ God rest you mery both, and God be your good guide:
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¶ To sing praises vnto God it liketh wel me:
This must be sung after euery verse.
Life is but short hope not therin: Vertue immortall seek for to win.
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Who so to vertue dooth apply, Good Fame and Honour must obtaine: And also liue eternally, For Vertuous life this is the gaine. Life is but shorte, &c.Gods promise sure will neuer faile, His holy woord is a perfect ground, The forte of vertue oh man assaile, Where tresure alway dooth abound. Life is but short, &c.To thée alone be laud and praise, Oh Lord thou art so mercifull: Who neuer failed at all assaies, To aid and help the pitifull. Life is but short hope not therin:FINIS.
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¶ What? Maister Nichole are you heer all this while▪
¶ I think I am heere or els I doo thee begile.
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¶ But where is the land that to vs you promised:
¶ In faith good fellowes my promise is performed.
¶ By Gogs blood I thought that it would be so,
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¶ Take this of me before I goe henee,
¶ Take this of me in parte of recompence.
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¶ Now farwell thou hast thy iust meed:
¶ Now we goe a begging God send vs good speed.
¶ 〈…〉〈…〉 vp good sir for I haue got a fall.
〈…〉〈…〉 ••au••e haue you my freend thus beauily to grone
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¶ Who is it that hath doon thee this iniury?
¶ A couple of beggers haue doon me this vilary.
¶ Hold fast your swoord then I pray you hartely.
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¶ VVhat maister Nichol, how doo you to day?
¶ My freend holde them fast in that plight:
‡ Then come and help me with your swoord, for I feare they wil fight.
‡ Help to tye their hāds before ye be gon.
‡ Now they are bound I wil send one to you anon.
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¶ Now farwel Hankin hangman, farwel to thee:
¶ Farwel Nichol newfangle come you two with me.
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¶ Then who shall holde my stirrop while I goe to horse?