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CHAP. IV.
Guzman de Alfarache deliuereth a learned and witty Discourse, conceyued by himselfe, against the Uanity of Honour: touching by the way vpon the Vices of Seruants, of Shop-keepers, of Notaries, of Proctors, of Iudges, of Artificers, of Apothecaries, of Physicians, and of Lawyers.
I Haue made a long and a tedious digression, and am well witting thereof to my selfe. But I would not haue thee make it a matter of wonder; for the necessitie that enfor∣ced me therevnto, was very great. And if two or more hurts meet in one and the selfe-same body, it is good dis∣cretion to succour the more important, not being vnmind∣full in the meane while of the lesser. So doth it often oc∣curre in Warre, and in all other things whatsoeuer. I assure thee by the faith of an honest man, that I am not able to tell thee, which of the two were the greater, either that which I did let alone, or that which I tooke in hand, con∣sidering how much both of them imported, and of what consequence they were. But let vs redeeme the Pawne that stands ingaged, and returne againe to our former matter, following the pursuite of that Discourse, of whose foo∣ting, we haue found the pricks already.
It was my hap one day to beare in my basket, (which I brought from the Shambles) a quarter of Mutton, for a certaine Hosier, or Gentleman Taylor. I had by chance at that time about me, certaine old a 1.1 Coplas, or Ballads, which (in a kind of broken tune) still as I read this or t'other line, I fell a sing∣ing, as I went along. My good Master hauing (as it should seeme) listened vn∣to me, look't backe on the sudden, and smiling, said; How now (my totter'd Raskall) a pox take you for a ragga-muffin, can you reade, you Rogue? Yes marry can I, Sir, (quoth I) I thanke God, I can reade reasonable well, but my writing is better then my reading. Sayst thou me so, Boy? And with that he intreated me, that I would teach him to write his name, or to make some marke, that might serue for a subscription, or vnder-signing (hee cared not * 1.2 which) for either would serue his turne. I pray Sir (said I) what good can this doe you? What can you benefit your selfe, by hauing learned to make a bare marke, and no more? Me thinkes you should haue no great vse for that a∣lone, vnlesse you could write too. Yes marry haue I, Sir (quoth he,) for I haue much worke goes through these hands, of such and such great men, I make all the cloathes their children weare (and there by the way, he reckons me vp a bead-roll of these and these Lords) and therefore I would very faine, (if I knew how) learne to write my Name, or to make my Marke, that (if occasion were offered) I might not be taken for an Asse, and say (like a foole as I am) when I am call'd to subscribe, Indeed, Sir, you must pardon mee, I cannot write. And so this businesse broke off as abruptly, as it began. And I making a large Soliloquium, and meditation to my selfe, went on a good while with the same after this manner.
Heere (Guzman) thou shalt see, what a kinde of thing Honour is, seeing it * 1.3 is conferred on such as these: It is, the sonne of Nothing; the Child that knowes neither father, nor mother; the Earth's off-spring, beeing raised out of the dust thereof; it is a fraile Vessell, full of cracks, of flawes, and of holes, vncapable of containing any thing in it, that is of any moment or worth▪ Fa∣uour hath indeuoured to mend this broken Bucket, and to stop the Leakes thereof with clouts and with rags; and putting therevnto the rope of priuate interest, now they draw vp water with it, and it seemeth to bee very be∣neficiall * 1.4 and profitable vnto them. It is one of Peter the Taylors sonnes, whose