[1] (COS.)
“I
am an English man and naked I stand here,
Musying
in my mynde what rayment I shall were;
For
now I will were thys, and now I will were that;
Now
I will were I cannot tell what.
All
new fashyons be plesaunt in me;
I
wyl haue them, whether I thryve or thee.”
From Andrew Boorde’s
Introduction (1541), and Dyetary (1542),
edited by F.J.F.
for Early English Text Society, 1870, p. 116. (A
most quaint and
interesting volume, though I say so.)—Furnivall.
Thus it is now come to pass, that women are become men, and men transformed into monsters; and those good gifts which Almighty God hath given unto us to relieve our necessities withal (as a nation turning altogether the grace of God into wantonness, for
“Luxuriant animi rebus plerunque fecundis,”)
not otherwise bestowed than in all excess, as if we wist not otherwise how to consume and waste them. I pray God that in this behalf our sin be not like unto that of Sodom and Gomorrah, whose errors were pride, excess of diet, and abuse of God’s benefits abundantly bestowed upon them, beside want of charity towards the poor, and certain other points which the prophet shutteth up in silence. Certes the commonwealth cannot be said to nourish where these abuses reign, but is rather oppressed by unreasonable exactions made upon rich farmers, and of poor tenants, wherewith to maintain the same. Neither was it ever merrier