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is represented as the son of Nature, and he has fallen in love with Lady Science, the daughter of Reason

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Ignorance, in which the former attempts to instruct the latter, who, as in the printed performance, is exhibited as an ill-disposed fool, and so clothed : when Wit, dressed as Ignorance, surveys himself in a glass Reason had given him, he finds that he is

Deckt, by gogs bones, lyke a very asse :
Ignorance cote, hoode, eares; ye, by the masse,

Kokscome and all.' A few specimens from this very singular performance, which at the close prays for the King and Queen,' and which was clearly written late in the reign of Henry VIII., cannot be unacceptable. Confidence enters with the picture of Wit, which he is about to convey to Lady Science, as a token of his master's love for her.

Ah syr, what tyme of day yst? who can tell ?
• The day ys not far past, I wot well ;
· For I have gone fast, and yet I see
"I am far from where as I wold be.
"Well, I have day inowgh yet, I spye;
Wherfore, or I pas hens, now must I

See thys same token heere, a playne case,
• What Wyt hath sent to my ladyes grace.
• Now wyll ye see a goodly pycture
• Of Wyt hym sealfe, hys owne image sure;
* Face, bodye, armes, leggs, both lym and joynt,
• As lyke hym as can be in every poynt.
• Yt laketh but the lyfe: well, I can hym thanke;

Thys token in deede shall make sum cranke,
For what wyth thys pycture, so well faverde,
"And what wyth those sweete woordes, so well saverde,

Dystyllyng from the mowth of Confydence,
• Shall not thys apose the hart of Science.
“Yes, I thanke God, I am of that nature
* Able to compas thys matter sure,
"As ye shall see now, who lyst to marke yt,

How neately and feately I shall warke yt.' The fiend Tediousness, who cumeth in with a vyser over hys face,' to make him look like a deyil, swears by Mahound, in the usual style

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and Experience. Wit wishes to obtain her hand in marriage at once, but his mother Nature informs



of old Miracles, and after he has defeated Wit, when not duly armed and prepared for the encounter, he exclaims

"Lye thow there. Now have at ye, kaytyves :
• Do ye fle, i fayth? a, horeson theves !
• By Mahownds bones, had the wreches taryd,
• Ther necks wythowt heds they showld have caryd.
' Ye, by Mahownds nose, myght I have patted them
• In twenty gobbets I showld have squatted them,
"To teche the knáves to cum neere the snowte

Of Tediousnes: walke furder abowte,
I trow, now they wyll; and as for thee
• Thow wylt no more now troble mee:
" Yet lest the knave be not safe i nowghe,
"The horeson shall bere me an other kuffe.
Now ly styll, kaytyve and take thy rest,

Whyle I take myne in myne owne nest.' It is said in the stage-directions, that Wit 'dieth' in consequence of his wounds, but he is very soon revived by Honest Recreation, and others, who, after a contest of words, are obliged to give up Wit to Idleness and Ignorance. Idleness thus abuses Honest Recreation.

• The Dyvyll and hys dam can not devyse
• More devylyshnes then by the doth ryse:

Under the name of honest recreacion
. She bryngth in her abhominacion.
• Mark her dawnsyng, her maskyng and mummyng,
"Where more concupyscence then ther cunnyng ;
· Her cardyng, her dycyng dayly and nyghtlye.
• Where fynd ye more falcehod then there ? not lyghtly:

Wyth lyeng and sweryng by no poppets,
• But teryng God in a thowsand gobbets.
• As for her syngyng and pypyng and fydlyng,
• What unthryftynes therein is twydlyng.
• Serche the taverns and ye shall here cleere
• Such bawdry as bests wold spue to heere;
• And yet thys is kald honest recreacion,

• And I, poore Idlenes, abhomynacion.' The second contest between Wit and Tediousness (after the former is




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him, that Science is only to be won by labour and perseverance. Nature, however, gives him Will for his servant, and desires him to try his fortune. When Will hears that his young Master is going upon a matrimonial adventure, he is alarmed and warns him to keep his wife, whoever she may chance to be, in subjection

• Breake her betymes, and bring her under by force, 'Or elles the graye mare will be the better horse.'

Lady Science is represented coy and retiring, but being prevailed upon by her parents to admit suitors, Wiļl delivers to her Wit's portrait, and she agrees to receive his visits. When Wit arrives, Reason introduces him to his friend Instruction, who has two servants named Study and Diligence; and Science consents to marry Wit after he shall have been for three or four years under their tuition. She also requires him, as her knight, first to conquer Tediousness, a great giant, and her deadly foe. Coming hastily to the encounter, not duly prepared, Tediousness gives Wit a blow, which throws him into a trance; but he

armed with 'sword of comfort, sent by his lady on his repentance and reformation, and after he has been duly instructed by Diligence and Study) takes place within sight of Parnassus, upon which Science is seated to behold the conflict. After the victory, and before his marriage with Science, Wit puts on the gown of knowledge. Several songs are sung in the course of the performance, and they are inserted in the same MS. volume, though not in the places to which they belong. The division of the Moral-play into acts and scenes was the work of the anonymous author who revived and modernised the production of John Redford. The same MS. contains many very

curious songs by John Heywood and his contemporaries.

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is recovered by Recreation, who sings to him a song while he dances : he exclaimsWill daunsing serye, and I will daunce untill my

bones be sore. • Pype us up a galiard, mynstrel, to begynne.'

Recreation soon leaves him, and Wit falls into the hands of Idleness and Ignorance, and after he is tired with dancing, the former lays him in her lap and sings as follows:

• Come, come, lye downe, and thou shalte see
* Non lyke to mee to entertayne
" Thye bones and thee, opprest with payne:
. Come, come and ease thee in my lappe,
• And yf it please thee take a nappe ;
! A nappe that shall delight thee soo,
• That fancies all wyll thee forgoe.

Bye musinge styll what canst thou fynde,
* But wantes of wyll and restles mynde ?

A mynde that marres and mangles all,
! And breadeth jarres to worke thy falle.

Come, gentle Witte, I thee requyre,
* And thou shalt hytt thy chiefe desyre,
• Thy chiefe desyre, thy hooped praye ;

Fyrste ease thee here, and then away.' Wit falling asleep, Idleness and Ignorance strip him, and put upon his back the fool's dress of the latter, so that when Reason and Science find him, they deny all knowledge of him. Wit, not aware of the disguise in which he appears, exclaims

'Hope holiday! mary, this is preety cheere.
'I have lost my selfe, I can not tell where.
An old sayd sawe it is, and to true I finde,
Soone hot sone cold, out of sight out of mind.'

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Wit, surveying himself in a glass, which Reason had given him early in the piece, becomes sensible of his disgraceful appearance : Shame, introduced by Reason, then scourges Wit, until Science interposes for mercy. Wit repents, is again taken into favour, and with the aid of Instruction, Study, and Diligence again encounters Tediousness in the sight of his mistress, whom he entreats to behold the conflict

• Here in my sight, good Madam, sitte and viewe, · That when į list, I may looke uppe on you:

I * This face, this noble face, this lively hiew • Shal harden me, shal make our enemye rue.'

Wit strikes off the head of Tediousness after a severe contest, and presents it to Science; and the piece ends with their union amidst the rejoicings of Reason, Experience, Instruction, Study, and Diligence, in which will also joins. Wit thus concludes

My payne is paste, my gladnes to beginne, My taske is done, my hart is set at rest, *My foe subdued, my Ladyes love possest. ! I thancke my frends whose helpe I have at neede ; · And thus you see howe Witte and Science are agreed. Wee twaine hence forth one soule in bodyes twayne

must dwel : Rejoyse I pray you all with mee, my frendes, and fare

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ye well.'

The piece was probably performed by boys, as Will is represented to be only twelve years old, and Wit not more than seventeen.

Lupton's All for Money * is one of the most elabo


* The wording of the title-page is somewhat curious : it is called,

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