%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A worthy Mirrour, wherein you may Marke, / An excellent discourse of a breeding Larke. / To the tune of new Rogero. / By reading whereof, perceiue well you may, / What trust is in friends, or in kinsefolke to stay. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1589-1589 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/30/2012 32090

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S121716 1 new Rogero Rogero new Rogero A Larke sometimes did breed, / within a field of Corne: Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 18271 A worthy Mirrour, wherein you may Marke, / An excellent discourse of a breeding Larke. / To the tune of new Rogero. / By reading whereof, perceiue well you may, / What trust is in friends, or in kinsefolke to stay. A worthy Mirrour, wherein you may Marke, An excellent discourse of a breeding Larke. To the tune of new Rogero. By reading whereof, perceiue well you may, What trust is in friends, or in kinsefolke to stay. A worthy Mirror, wherein you may Mark, An excellent discourse of a breeding Lark. To the tune of new Rogero. By reading whereof, perceive well you may, What trust is in friends, or in kinsfolk to stay. Printer Richard Ihones 1589-1589

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A Larke sometimes did breed, within a field of Corne: And had increase when as the graine was ready to be shorne. She wary of the time, and carefull for her nest: Debated wisely with her selfe, what thing to doo were best: For to abide the rage, of cruell Reapers hand: She knew it was to perilous, with safetie for to stand. And to dislodge her broode, unable yet to flie: (Not knowing whether to remoove) great harmes might hap thereby. Therefore she ment to stay, till force constraind to fleet, And in the while for to provide, some other place as meete: The better to provide, the purpose of her minde: She would forthwith go seeke abroad, and leave her young behinde: But first she had them all, attend their mothers will: Which carefull was for to eschew, each likelihood of ill. This Corne is ripe (quoth she) w[h]erein we nestled are: The which (if heede prevents not harms) might cause our mortall care. Therefore to fence with skill, the sequell of mishaps: I will provide some other place, for feare of after clappes. Whilst I for this and foode, am flowen hence away, With heedfull eares attentive be, what commers by do say. Thus said, she vaunst herselfe, upon her longest toe: And mounted up into the skies, still singing as she flowe. Anon she home returnde, full fraught with choice of meat: But loe, (a suddaine change) her Byrdes for feare could nothing eat. Therewith agast she cried, what how? what meaneth this? I charge you on my blessing, tell what thing hath chanst amisse? Are these my welcomes home, or thanks for food I have? Ye wonted were with chyrping cheere, to gape before I gave. But now such quames oppresse. your former quiet kinde: That (quite transformde) dumbe mute things and sencelesse soule I finde. The prime and eldest Byrde, (thus checkt) began to say: Alas deare Dame such newes we heard, since you were flowen away: That were it not the trust, that we repose in you: Our lives were lost remedilesse, we know it well ynouw:
The owner of the plot, came hither with his Sonne: And said to him, this Wheat must down, it is more then time it were done. Go get thee to my Friends, and bid them come to morne: And tell them that I crave their helpes, to reape a peece of Corne. The Larke that was the Dam, stood in a dumpe a while: And after said, his friends (quoth he) and then began to smile. Tush, friends are hard to finde, true friendship seeld appeares: A man may misse to have a friend, that lives olde Nestors yeares. True Damon and his friend, long ere our time were dead: It was in Greece, a great way hence, where such true love was bred: Our Country is too colde, to foster up a friend: Till proofe be made, each one will say, still yours unto the end. But trie in time of need, and all your friends are flowen. Such fruitlesse seed, such fickle stay, in faithlesse friends be sowen: Therefore be of good cheere, revive your dulled sprights: Expell the care, that causelesse thus, bereaves you of delights. Let not surmized feare, deprive your eies of sleepe: My selfe will be amongst you still, that safely shall you keepe. And sweare eene be the Tuft, that growes upon my crowne: If all his helpe be in his friends, this Corne shall not go downe. The young assured by her, that such an oth did sweare: Did passe the time in wonted sleepe, and banisht former feare: And when the drousie night, was fled from gladsome day: She bad them wake and looke about, for she must go her way. And said I warant you, these friends will not come heere: Yet notwithstanding, listen wel, and tell me what you heare. Anone the Farmer came, enraged well nigh mad: And sware, who so depends on friends, his case is worse then bad: I will go fetch my kinne, to helpe me with this geare. In things of greater waight then this, their kindred shall appeare: The Larkes, theyr Dam returnd, informed her of all: And how that he himselfe was gone, his kindred for to call. But when she heard of kin, she laughing cried amaine: A pin for kin, a figge for friends, yet kinne the worst of twaine.
This man himselfe is poore, though wealthie kin he have: And kindred now a daies doth quaile, when neede compels to crave. No no, he shall returne, with ill contented minde: His paines shall yeeld but losse of time, no succour he shall finde. They all are so addict, unto theyr private gaine: That if ye lacke power to requite, your suits are all in vaine. My selfe am over chargde, with harvest ye may see: And nearer is my skin then shirt, this shall theyr answere be. Therefore as earst of friends, so say I now of kinne: We shall receive no hurt by them, nor he no profite winne: Yet listen once againe, what now his refuge is. For kindred shal be like to friends, be well assured of this: I must go furnish up, a nest I have begun. And will returne and bring you meat, as soone as it is done. Then up she clam the Clowds, with such a lustie Lay: That it rejoyst her yonglings hearts, as in theyr nest they lay: And much they did commend, theyr Mothers loftie gate. And thought it long till time had brought themselves to such estate: Thus whilst theyr twinckling eies, were roving too and fro: The saw whereas the Farmer came, who was their mortall foe. Who after due complaints, thus sayed in the end. I will from henceforth trust my selfe, and not to kin nor friend: Who gives me glozing wordes, and faile me at my need: May in my Pater noster be, but never in my Creede. My selfe will have it downe, since needs it must be so: For proofe hath taught me too much wit, to trust to any mo. The birds that listening lay, attentive to the same: Informde their mother of the whole, as soone as ere thee came: Ye mary then (quoth she) the case now altered is. We will no longer here abide, I alway feared this: But out she got them all, and trudged away apace: And through the corne she brought them safe into another place. God send her lucke to shun, both Hauke and Fowlers gin, And me the happe to have no neede, of friend, nor yet of kinne.
Imprinted at London, by Richard Jhones, dwelling neere unto Holborne Bridge. 1589.