THE Famous History of Friar BACON. Containing the wonderful things that he did in his Life: Also the manner of his Death; With the lives and Deaths of the two Conjurers, Bungye and Vandermast. Very pleasant and delightful to be read.  

Of the Parents and Birth of Friar Bacon, and how he addicted himself to Learning.  
HE was borne by most men's opinions on the West part of England, & was son to a wealthy Farmer, who put him to School to the Parson of the Town where he was borne: not with intent that he should turn Friar (as he did) but to get so much understanding, that he might manage the better that wealth he was to leave him. But young Bacon took his Learning so fast, that the Priest could not teach him any more, which made him desire his Master that he would speak to his Father to put him to Oxford, that he might not lose that little learning that he had gained: his Master was very willing so to do: and one day meeting his Father, told him, that he had received a great blessing from God, in that he had given him so wise and hopeful a child, as his son Roger Bacon was (for so was he named) and wished him withal to do his duty, and to bring up so his Child, that he might show his thankfulness to God, which could not better be done then in making of him a Scholar; for he found by his sudden taking of his learning, that he was a child likely to prove a very great Clerk: hereat old Bacon was not well pleased (for he desired to bring him up to Plough and to the Cart, as he himself was brought) yet he for reverence sake to the Priest, showed not his anger, but kindly thanked him for his pains and counsel yet desired him not to speak any more concerning that matter; for he knew best what best pleased himself, and that he would do: so broke they off their talk, and parted.  
So soon as the old man came home, he called to his Son for his books, which when he had, he locked them up, and gave the Boy a Cart whip in the place of them, saying to him: Boy, I will have you no Priest, you shall not be better learned than I, you can tell now by the Almanac when it is best sowing Wheat, when Barley, Pease, and Beans: and when the best libbing is, when to sell Grain and Cattell I will teach thee; for I have all Fairs and Markets as perfect in my memory, as Sir john our Priest has Mass without Book: take me this whip, I will teach thee the use of it, it will be more profitable to thee then this harsh Latin: make no reply, but follow my counsel, or else by the Mass thou shalt feel the smart hand of my anger. Young Bacon thought this but hard dealing, yet would he not reply, but within the whole world had been there prepared in the best manner that Art could set them out: whilst he feasted thus their smelling, he waved his wand again, and there came diverse Nations in sundry habits (as Russians, Polanders, Indians, Armenians) all bringing sundry kinds of Furs, such as their Countries yielded: all which they presented to the King and Queen: these Furs were so soft in the touch, that they highly pleased all those that handled them, then after some odd fantastic dances (after their Country manner) they vanished away: then asked Friar Bacon the King's Majesty, if that he desired any more of his skill? the King answered that he was fully satistied for that time, and that he only now thought of something that he might bestow on him, that might partly satisfy the kindness that he had received. Friar Bacon said, that he desired nothing so much as his Maiestice love, and if that he might be assured of that, he would think himself happy in it: for that (said the King) be thou ever sure of it, in token of which receive this jewel, and withal gave him a costly jewel from his neck. The Friar did with great reverence thank his Majesty, and said: as your Majesty's vassal you shall ever find me ready to do you service, your time of need shall find it both beneficial and delightful. But amongst all these Gentlemen, I see not the man that your Grace did send for me by, sure he hath lost his way, or else met with some sport that detains him so long, I promised to be here before him, and all this noble Assembly can witness I am as good as my word; I hear him coming: with that entered the Gentleman all be dirted (for he had rid through ditches, quagmires▪ plashes, and waters, that he was in a most pitiful case) he seeing the Friar there looked full angrily, and bid a poor on all his Devils, for they had led him out of his way, and almost drowned him. Be not angry Sir (said Friar Bacon) here is an old friend of yours that hath more cause; for she hath tarried these three hours for you (with that he pulled up the Hangings, and behind them stood a Kitchenmaid with a hasting ladle in her hand) now am I as good as my word with you: for I promised to help you to your swéetheart, how do you like this? So ill, answered the Gentleman, that I will be revenged of you. Threaten not (said Friar Bacon) lest I do you more shame, and do you take heed how you give scholars the lie again: but because I know not how well you are stored with money at this time, I will bear your wenches charges home; with that she vanished away: the King, Queen, and all the company laughed to see with what shame this Gentleman endured the sight of his greasy swéetheart: but the Gentleman went away discontented. This bone, Friar Bacon took his leave of the King and Quéne, and received from them diverse gifts (as well as thanks) for his Art he showed them.   

How Friar Bacon deceived his Man, that would fast for his conscience sake.  
Friar Bacon had one only man to attend on him, and he too was none of the wisest, for he kept him in charity, more than for any service he had of him. This man of his (named Miles) never could endure to fast as other religious persons did, for always he had in one corner, or another, flesh, which he would eat when his Master eat bread only, or else did fast and abstain from all things. Friar Bacon seeing this, thought at one time or other to be even with him, which he did one Friday in this manner. Miles on the Thursday night had provided a great black-pudding for his fridays fast; this pudding put he in his pocket (thinking belike to heat it so, for his Master had no fire on those days) on the next day, who was so demure as Miles, he looked as though he would not have eat any thing: when his Master offered him some bread, he refused it, saying, his sins deserved a greater penance than one days fast in a whole week: his Master commended him for it, and bid him take heed that he did not dissemble: for if he did, it would at last be known; then were I worse than a Turk said Miles: so went he forth as if he would have gone to pray privately, but it was for nothing but to pray upon his black pudding; that pulled he out, (for it was half roasted with the heat of his bum) and sell to it lustily; but he was deceived, for having put one end in his mouth, he could neither get it out again nor bite it off, so that he stamped out for help: his Master hearing him, came, and finding him in that manner, took hold of the other end of the pudding, and led him to the hall, and showed him to all the Scholars, saying: See here my good friends and fellow Students what a devout man my servant Miles is, he loveth not to break a fast day, witness this pudding that his conscience will not let him swallow: I will have him to be an example for you all, then tied he him to a window by the end of the pudding, where poor Miles stood like a Bear tied by the nose to a stake, and endured many flouts and mocks: at night his Master released him from his penance; Miles was glad of it, and did vow never to break more fast days whilst that he lived.   

How Friar Bacon saved a Gentleman that had given himself to the Devil.  
IN Oxfordshire there lived a Gentleman, that had through his riotous expenses wasted a fair Inheritance that was left him by his father: After which he grew so poor, that he had not wherewith to buy himself so much bread as would maintain his miserable life: the memory of his former state that he had lived in, and the present want that he now sustained, made him to grow desperate and regardless both of his soul and body's estate; which gave the Devil occasion to work upon his weakness in this manner following.  
On a time, he being alone full of grief and care, (grief for his follies past, and care how to get a poor living for the remainder of his days) the Devil came to him and asked him what he wanted (he came not in a shape terrible, but like an old penny-father.) This Gentleman was amazed at his sudden presence, but hearing him demand of his wants, he took to him courage and said: I want all things, I want money to buy my apparel, money to buy me meat, money to redeem my Land, and money to pay my debts: Can, or will you help me in this misery? I will, answered the Devil, on some conditions help you to money for to supply all these wants, and that suddenly. On any condition, said the Gentleman, help me, and I swear for to perform them: I take no oaths (answered the Devil) I must have bonds, if you will do so, meet me by the Woods side to morrow morning, and there I will have the moneys ready: I will, said the Gentleman (for he poor man was glad of it on any conditions, as he said (before.) The next day he went to the Wood where the Devil had promised to meet him: long had he not been there, but he beheld the Devil coming, and after him two other like Servingmen with Bags of money: this rejoiced the poor Gentleman's heart to think that he should once again live like a man. The Devil coming to him said: son I will perform my promise unto you, if that you will seal to the conditions that I have here already drawn: willingly said-the Gentleman, I will, I pray read them The Devil read them to this effect; that he lent him so much money as he should have need of, to be employed to these uses following: First, to redeem his mortgaged Land; next to pay his debts: lastly, to buy him such necessaries as he wanted: this to be lent on this condition, that so soon as he had paid all his debts, that he should be at the lender's disposing, and without any delay, freely to yield himself to him upon the first demand of the aforesaid lender. To this the Gentleman sealed, and had the money carried to his Chamber, with which money he in short time redeemed his Land, and bought such things as he needed, and likewise paid all his debts, so that there was not any man that could ask of him one penny.  
Thus lived this Gentleman once again in great credit, and grew so great a husband that he increased his estate, and was richer than ever his father before him was: but long did this joy of his not continue, for one day he being in his Study the Devil appeared unto him, and did tell him that now his Land was redeemed, and his debts paid, and therefore the time was come that he must yield himself to his mercy, as he was bound by bond. This troubled the Gentleman to hear, but more to think how that he must become a slave to a stranger that he did not know (for he knew not as yet that he was the Devil) but being urged to answer for himself (by the Devil) he said that he had not as yet paid all his debts, and therefore as yet he was not liable to the bonds straight conditions. At this the Devil seemed angry and with a fearful noise transformed himself to an ugly shape, saying: Alas poor wretch, these are poor excuses that thou framest, I kn●w them all to be false, and so will prove them to thy face to morrow morning, till when I leave thee to despair: So with great noise he went his way, leaving the Gentleman half dead with fear.  
When he was gone, the Gentleman reviving bethought himself in what a miserable state he was now in, than wished he that he had lived and died poorly, than cursed he all his ambitious thoughts, that led him first to desire again that wealth which he had so vainly by his riot lost: then would he curse his prodigal expenses that were the original of all his misery: thus was he tormented along time in his mind, at last he fully resolved to end his wretched life by some violent death, and to that end he went forth thinking to kill himself, which he had done, had it not been for the Friar: for as he was falling upon his sword, Friar Bacon came by and called to him to hold, which he did. Friar Bacon demanded of him the cause why he was so desperate that he would run headlong to hell? O sir, said he, the cause is great, and the relation is so terrible to me, that I would entreat you not to trouble me any more, but to leave me to my own will: his answer filled the Friar with amazement & pity both at once, which made him to urge him in this manner. Sir, should I leave you to his wilful damnation, I were unfit ever hereafter to wear or touch any robe that belongeth unto the holy Order, whereof I am a Brother; you know (I doubt not) that there is given power to the Church to absolve penitent sinners, let not your wilfulness take away from you that benefit which you may receive by it: freely confess yourself (I pray) you unto me, and doubt not but I will give your troubled conscience ease: Father (said this Gentleman) I know all that you have spoken is truth, and I have many times received comfort from the mother Church, (I dare not say our, for I fear that she will never receive me for a child) I have no part in her benediction, yet since you request so earnestly the cause, I will tell you, hear it and tremble. Know then that I have given myself to the devil for a little wealth, and he to morrow in this Wood must have me: now have you my grief, but I know not how to get comfort. This is strange (quoth Friar Bacon) yet be of good comfort, penitential tears may do much, which see you do not spare: soon I will visit you at your house, and give you that comfort (I hope) that will beget you again to goodness: the Gentleman with these words was somewhat comforted and returned home. At night Friar Bacon came to him and found him full of tears for his heinous offence, for those tears he gave him hope of pardon, demanded further what conditions he had made with the Devil: the gentleman told him, how that he had promised himself to him so soon as he had paid all his debts: which he now had done, for he owed not one penny to any man living. Well, said Friar Bacon, continue thy sorrow for thy sins, and to morrow meet him without fear, and be thou content to stand to the next man's judgement that shall come that way, whether thou dost belong to the devil or no: fear not, but do so, and be thou assured that I will be he that shall come by, and will give such judgement on thy side, that thou shalt be free from him: with that Friar Bacon went home, and the Gentleman went to his prayers.  
In the morning the Gentleman (after that he had blessed himself) went to the Wood where he found the devil ready for him, so soon as he came near, the devil said: now deceiver are you come, now shalt thou see that I can and will prove that thou hast paid all thy debts, and therefore thy soul belongeth to me. Thou art a deceiver (said the gentleman) and gavest me money to cheat me of my soul, for else why wilt thou be thy own judge: let me have some other to judge between us. Content said the Devil, take whom thou wilt: then I will have (said the gentleman) the next man that cometh this way: hereto the Devil agreed. No sooner were these words ended, but Friar Bacon came by, to whom this Gentleman spoke, and requested, that he would be judge in a weighty matter between them two: the Friar said, he was content, so both parties were agreed: the Devil said they were, and told Friar Bacon how the case stood between them in this manner.  
Know Friar, that I seeing this prodigal like to starve for want of food, lent him money, not only to buy him victuals, but also to redeem his lands and pay his debts, conditionarily that so soon as his debts were paid, that he should give himself freely to me, to this here is his hand (showing him the Bond) now my time, is expired, for all his debts are paid which he cannot deny. This case is plain, if it be so that his debts are paid: his silence confirms it said the Devil, therefore give him a just sentence. I will said Friar Bacon: But first tell me (speaking to the Gentleman) didst thou never yet give the Devil any of his money back, nor requite him any ways: never had he any thing of me as yet (answered the Gentleman) then never let him have any thing of thee and thou art free: deceiver of mankind, said he (speaking to the Devil) it was thy bargain, never to meddle with him so long as he was indebted to any, now how canst thou demand of him any thing, when he is indebted for all that he hath to thee, when he payeth thee thy money, then take him as thy due; till than thou hast nothing to do with him: and so I charge thee to be gone. At this, the Devil vanished with great horror, but Friar Bacon comforted the Gentleman, and sent him home with a quiet conscience, bidding him never to pay the Devil's money back as he tendered his own safety: which he promised for to observe.   

How Friar Bacon made a Brazen head to speak, by the which he would have walled England about with Brass.  
Friar Bacon reading one day of the many conquests of England, bethought himself how he might keep it hereafter from the like conquests, and so make himself famous hereafter to all posterities: This (after great study) he found could be no way so well done as one; which was to make a head of Brass, and if he could make this head to speak (and hear it when it speaks) then might he be able to wall all England about with Brass. To this purpose he got one Friar Bungey to assist him, who was a great Scholar and a Magician, (but not to been compared to Friar Bacon) these two with great study and pains so framed a head of Brass, that in the inward parts thereof there was all things (like as is in a natural man's head: this being done, they were as far from perfection of the work as they were before, for they knew not how to give those parts that they had made motion, without which it was impossible that it should speak: many books they read, but yet could not find out any hope of what they sought, so that at the last they concluded to raise a spirit, and to know of him that which they could not attain to by their own studies. To do this they prepared all things ready and went one Evening to a Wood thereby, and after many ceremonies used, they spoke the words of conjuration, which the Devil strait obeyed and appeared unto them, ask what they would? know, said Friar Bacon, that we have made an artificial head of Brass, which we would have to speak, to the furtherance of which we have raised thee, and being raised, we will here keep thee, unless thou tell to us the way and manner how to make this Head to speak. The Devil told him that he had not that power of himself: beginner of lies (said Friar Bacon) I know that thou dost dissemble, and therefore tell it us quickly, or else we will here bind thee to remain during our pleasures. At these threatenings the Devil consented to do it, and told them, that with a continual sum of the sir hottest Simples it should have motion, and in one month space speak, the Time of the month or day he knew not: also he told them, that if they heard it not before it had done speaking, all their labour should be lost: they being satisfied, licenced the Spirit for to depart.  
Then went these two learned Friars home again, and prepared the Simples ready, and made the fume, and with continual watching attended when this Brazen head would speak: thus watched they for three weeks without any rest, so that they were so weary and sleepy, that they could not any longer retain from rest: then called Friar Bacon his man Miles, and told him, that it was not unknown to him what pains Friar Bungy and himself had taken for three weeks space, only to make, and to hear the Brazenhead speak, which if they did not, then had they lost all their labour, and all England had a great loss thereby: therefore he entreated Miles that he would watch whilst that they sleep, and call them if the Head speak. Fear not, good Master (said Mailes) I will not sleep, but hearken and attend upon the head, and if it do chance to speak, I will call you: therefore I pray take you both your rests and let me alone for watching this head. After Fire Bacon had given him a great charge: The second time, Friar Bungy and he went to sleep, and left Miles alone to watch the Brazen head: Miles, to keep him from sleeping, got a Tabor and Pipe, and being mercy disposed, sung this Song to a Northern tune,  

Of cam'st thou not from Newcastle.  

To couple is a custom,  
all things thereto agree:  
Why should not I then love?  
since love to all is free.   

But I'll have one that's pretty,  
her cheeks of scarlet die?  
For to breed my delight,  
when that I lig her by.   

Though virtue be a Dowry,  
yet I'll choose money store:  
If my Love prove untrue,  
with that I can get more.   

The fair is oft unconstant,  
the black is often proud.  
I'll choose a lovely brown,  
come fiddler scrape thy crowd.   

Come fiddler scrape thy crowd,  
for Peggy the brown is she,  
Must be my Bride, God guide  
that Peggy and I agree.    
With his own Music, and such Songs as these spent he his time, and kept from sleeping, at last, after some noise the Head spoke these two words, Time is. Miles hearing it to speak no more: thought his Master would be angry if he waked him for that, and therefore he let them both sleep, and began to mock the Head in this manner: Thou Brazenfaced Head, hath my Master took all this pains about thee, and now dost thou requi●e him with two words, Time is: had he watched with a Lawyer so long as he hath watched with thee, he would have given him more, and better words than thou hast yet, if thou can speak no wiser, they shall sleep till doom's day for me: Time is: I know Time is, and that you shall hear goodman Brazen-face.  

To the tune of Dainty come thou to me.  

Time is for some to plant,  
Time is for some to sow;  
Time is for some to graft  
The horn as some do know.   

Time is for some to eat,  
Time is for some to sleep,  
Time is for some to laugh,  
Time is for some to weep.   

Time is for some to sing,  
Time is for some to pray,  
Time is for some to creep,  
That have drunk all the day.   

Time is to cart a Bawd,  
Time is to whip a Whore,  
Time is to hang a Thief,  
And time is for much more.    
Do you tell us Coppernose, when Time is, I hope we Scholars know our Times, when to drink drunk, when to kiss our Host, when to go on her score, and when to pay it, that time comes seldom. After half an hour had passed, the Head did speak again, two words, which were these: Time was. Miles respected these words as little as he did the former, and would not wake them, but still scoffed at the Brazen head, that it had learn no better words, and had such a Tutor as his Master: and in scorn of it sung this Song.  

To the tune of a rich Merchant man.  

Time was when thou a Kettle  
wert filled with better matter:  
But Friar Bacon did thee spoil,  
when he thy sides did batter.   

Time was when conscience dwelled  
with men of occupation:  
Time was when Lawyers did not thrive,  
so well by men's vexation.   

Time was when Kings and Beggars  
of one poor stuff had being:  
Time was when office kept no Knaves:  
that time it was worth seeing.   

Time was a bowl of water,  
did give the face reflection,  
Time was when women knew no paint:  
which now they call Complexion.    
Time was: I know that Brazen-face, without your telling. I know Time was, and I know what things there was when Time was, and if you speak no wiser, no Master shall be waked for me. Thus Miles talked and sung till another half hour was gone, than the Brazenhead spoke again these words; Time is past: and therewith fell down, and presently followed a terrible noise, with strange flashes of fire, so that Miles was half dead with fear: At this noise the two Friars awaked, and wondered to see the whole room so full of smoke, but that being vanished they might perceive the Brazenhead broken and lying on the ground: at this sight they grieved, and called Miles to know how this came. Miles half dead with fear, said that it fell down of itself, and that with the noise and fire that followed he was almost frighted out of his wits: Friar Bacon asked him if he did not speak? yes (quoth Miles) it spoke, but to no purpose. I'll have a Parrot speak better in that time that you have been teaching this Brazen head. Out on thee villain (said Friar Bacon) thou hast undone us both, hadst thou but called us when it did speak, all England had been walled round about with Brass, to its glory and our eternal fames: what were the words it spoke? very few (said Miles) and those were none of the wisest that I have heard neither: first he said Time is. Hadst thou called us then (said Friar Bacon) we had been made for ever: then (said Miles) half an hour after it spoke again and said, Time was. And wouldst thou not call us then (said Bungry?) Alas (said Miles) I thought he would have told me some long Tale, and then I purposed to have called you: then half an hour after he cried Time is past and made such a noise, that he hath waked you himself me thinks. At this Friar Bacon was in such a rage, that he would have beaten his man, but he was restrained by Bungey: but nevertheless for his punishment he with his Art struck him dumb for one whole months' space. Thus that great work of these learned Friars was overthrown (to their great griefs) by this simple fellow.   

How Friar Bacon by his Art took a Town, when the King had lain before it three months, without doing to it any hurt.  
IN those times when Friar Bacon did all his strange tricks, the Kings of England had a great part of France, which they held a long t●me, till civil wars at home in this Land made them to lose it: it did chance that the King of England (for some cause best known to himself) went into France with a great Army, where af●er many victories, he did besiege a strong Town, and lay before it full three months, without doing to the Town any great damage, but rather received the hurt himself. This did so vex the King, the he sought to take it in any way, either by policy or strength: To this intent he made Proclamation▪ that whosoever could deliver this Town into his hand, he should have for his pains ten thousand C●ownes truly paid. This was proclaimed, but there was none found that would undertake it: At length she news did come into England of this great reward that was promised. Friar Bacon hearing of it, went into France, and being admitted to the King's presence, he thus ●pake unto him: Your Majesty I am sure, hath not quite forgot your poor subject Bacon, the love that you showed to me being last in your presence, hath drawn me for to leave my Country, and my Studies, to do your Majesty service: I beseech your Grace, to command me so far as my poor Art or life may do you pleasure. The King thanked him for his love, but told him, that he had now more need of Arms than Art, and wanted brave Soldiers more than learned Scholars. Friar Bacon answered, Your Grace saith well; but let me (under correction) tell you, that Art oftentimes doth those things that are impossible to Arms, which I will make good in some few examples. I will speak only of things performed by Art and Nature, wherein shall be nothing Magical: and first by the figuration of Art, there may be made Instruments of Navigation without men to row in them, as great Ships to brook the Sea, only with one man to steer them, and they shall sail far more swiftly than it they were full of men. Also Chariots that shall move with an unspeakable force, without any living creature to stir them. Likewise, an Instrument may be made to fly withal, if one fit in the midst of the Instrument, & do turn an Engine, by which the wings being Artificially composed, may beat air after the manner of a flying Bird. By an Instrument of three fingers high, and three fingers broad, a man may rid himself and others form all Imprisonment: yea, such an Instrument may easily be made, whereby a man may violently draw unto him a thousand men, will they, nill they, or any other thing. By Art also an Instrument may been made, wherewith men may walk in the bottom of the Sea or Rivers without bodily danger: this Alexander the Great used (as the Ethnic Philosopher reporteth) to the end he might behold the secrets of the Seas. But Physical Figurations are far more strange: for by that may be framed Perspects and Looking-glasses, that one thing shall appear to be many, as one man shall appear to be a whole Army, and one Sun or Moon shall seem diverse. Also perspects may be so framed, that things far off shall seem most nigh unto us: With one of these did julius Caesar from the Sea coasts in France mark and observe the situation of the Castles in England. Body's may also be so framed, that the greatest things shall appear to be the least, the highest lowest, the most secret to been the most manifest, and in such like sort the contrary. Thus did Socrates perceive, that the Dragon which did destroy the City and Country adjoining with his noisome breath, and contagious influence, did lurk in the dens between the Mountains: and thus may all things that are done in Cities or Armies be discovered by the enemies. Again, in such wise may bodies been framed, that venomous and infectious influences may be brought whether a man will: In this did Aristotle instruct Alexander; through which instruction the poison of a Basilisk, being lift up upon the wall of a City, the poison was conveyed into the City, to the destruction thereof: Also Perspects may be made to deceive the sight, as to make a man believe that he seeth great store of riches, when that there is not any. But it appertaineth to a higher power of Figuration, that beams should be brought and assembled by diverse flexions and reflections in any distance that we will, to burn any thing that is apposite unto it, as it is witnessed by those Perspects or Glasses that burn before and behind: But the greatest and chiefest of all figurations and things figured, is to describe the heavenly bodies, according to their length and breadth in a corporal Figure, wherein they may corporally move with a daily motion. These things are worth a Kingdom to a wise man. These may suffice, my royal Lord, to show what Art can do: and these, with many things more as strange, I am able by Art to perform. Then take no thought for winning this Town; for by my Art you shall (ere many days be passed) have your desire.  
The King all this while heard him with admiration: but hearing him now say, that he would undertake to win the Town, he burst out in these speeches: Most learned Bacon, do but what thou hast said, and I will give thee what thou most desirest, either wealth, or honour, choose which thou wilt, and I will be as ready to perform, as I have been to promise.  
Your Majesty's love is all that I seek (said the Friar) let me have that, and I have honour enough, for wealth, I have content, the wise, should seek no more: but to the purpose. Let your pioneers raise up a mount so high (or rather higher) then the wall, and then shall you see some probability of that which I have promised.  
This Mount in two days was raised: then Friar Bacon went with the King to the Top of it, and did with a perspect show to him the Town, as plainly as if he had been in it: at this the King did wonder, but Friar Bacon told him, that he should wonder more, ere next day noon: against which Time, he desired him to have his whole Army in readiness, for to scale the wall upon a signal given by him, from the Mount. This the King promised to do, and so returned to his Tent full of joy, that he should gain this strong Town. In the morning Friar Bacon went up to the Mount and set his Glasses, and other Instruments up: in the mean time the King ordered his Army, and stood in a readiness for to give assault; when the signal was given, which was the waving of a Flag: Ere nine of the clock Friar Bacon had burnt the Statehouse of the Town, with other houses only by his Mathematical Glasses, which made the whole Town in an uproar, for none did know how it came: whilst that they were quenching of the same, Friar Bacon did wave his Flag: upon which signal given, the King set upon the Town, and took it with little or no resistance. Thus through the Art of this learned man the King got this strong Town, which he could not do with all his men without Friar Bacon's help.   

How Friar Bacon over-came the Germane Conjurer Vandermast, and make a Spirit of his own carry him into Germany.  
THE King of England after he had taken in the Town, showed great mercy to the Inhabitants, giving some of them their lives freely, and others he set at liberty for their Gold: the Town he kept as his own, and swore the chief Citizens to be his true Subjects. Presently after the King of France sent an Ambassador to the King of England, for to entreat a peace between them. This Ambassador being come to the King, he feasted him (as it is the manner of Princes to do) and with the best sports as he had then, welcomed him. The Ambassador seeing the King of England so free in his Love, desired likewise to give him some taste of his good liking, and to that intent sent for one of his fellows (being a German, and named Vandermast) a famous Conjurer, who being come, he told the King, that since his Grace had been so bountiful in his love to him, he would show him (by a servant of his) such wonderful things, that his Grace had never seen the like before. The King demanded of him, of what nature those things, were that he would do? The Ambassador answered, that they were things done by the Art of Magic. The King hearing of this, sent strait for Friar Bacon, who presently came, and brought Friar Bungey with him.  
When the Banquet was done, Vandermast did ask the King, if he desired to see any Spirit of any man deceased; and if that he did, he would raise him in such manner and fashion as he was in when that he lived. The King told him, that above all men he desired to see Pompey the Great, who could abide no equal. Vandermast by his Art raised him, armed in such manner as he was when he was slain at the Eattell of Pharsalia: at this they were all highly contented. Friar Bacon presently raised the ghost of julius Caesar, who could abide no Superior, and had slain this Pompey at the Battle of Pharsalia: At the sight of him they were all amazed, but the King who sent for Bacon: and Vandermast said that there was some man of Art in that presence, whom he desired to see. Friar Bacon then showed himself, saying; It was I Vandermast, that raised Caesar, partly to give content to this royal presence, but chiefly for to conquer thy Pompey, as he did once before, at that great Battle of Pharsalia, which he now again shall do. Then presently began a fight being Caesar and Pompey, which continued a good space, to the content of all, except Vandermast. At last Pompey was overcome and slain by Caesar; then vanished they both away.  
My Lord Ambassador (said the King) me thinks that my Englishman hath put down your German: hath he no better running then this? Yes, answered Vandermast, your Grace shall see me put down your Englishman, ere that you go from hence: and therefore Friar prepare thyself with thy best of Art to withstand me. Alas, said Friar Bacon, it is a little thing will serve to resist thee i● this kind. I have here one that is my inferior (showing him Friar Bungey) try thy Art with him; and if thou do put him to the worst, then will I deal with thee, and not till then.  
Friar Bungey then began to show his Art; and after some turning and looking on his Book, he brought up among them the Hysperian Tree, which did bear golden Apples; these Apples were kept by a waking Dragon, that lay under the Tree: He having done this, bid Vandermast find one that durst gather the fruit. Then Vandermast did raise the ghost of Hercules in his habit that he wore when that he was living, and with his Club on his shoulder: Here is one, said Vandermast, that shall gather fruit from this Tree: this is Hercules, that in his life time gathered of this Fruit, and made the Dragon couch: and now again shall he gather it in spite of all opposition: As Hercules was going to pluck the fruit, Friar Bacon held up his wand, at which Hercules stayed and seemed fearful. Vandermast bid him for to gather of the fruit, or else he would torment him. Hercules was more fearful, and said, I cannot, nor I dare not; for here great Bacon stands, whose charms are far more powerful than thine, I must obey him Vandermast. Hereat Vandermast cursed Hercules, and threatened him: But Friar Bacon laughed, and bid him not to chafe himself ere that his journey was ended; for seeing (said he) that Hercules will do nothing at your command, I will have him do you some service at mine: with that he bid Hercules carry him home into Germany. The Devil obeyed him, and took Vandermast on his back, and went away with him in all their sights. Hold Friar, cried the Ambassador, I will not loose Vandermast for half my Land. Content yourself my Lord, answered Friar Bacon, I have but sent him home to see his wife, and ere long he may return. The King of England thanked Friar Bacon, and forced some gifts on him for his service that he had done for him; for Friar Bacon did so little respect money, that he never would take any of the King.   

How Friar Bacon through his wisdom saved the endangered lives of three Brethren.  
THE Peace being concluded between the King of England and the King of France; the King of England came again into his Country of England, where he was received very joyfully of all his Subjects: But in his absence had happened a discord between three Brethren, the like hath not been often heard. This it was: A rich Gentleman of England died, and left behind him three Sons. Now for some reason (which was best known to himself) he appointed none of them by name to be his heir, but spoke to them all after this manner: You are all my Sons, and I love you all as a Father should do, all alike, not one better than the other: and cause I would always do rightly so near as I can, I leave all my Lands and goods to him that loves me best: These were his last words that he spoke, concerning any worldly affairs.  
After he was dead and buried, there arose a great controversy betwixt them, who should inherit their Father's Goods and Lands, every one pleading for himself, how that he loved his Father best. All the cunning Lawyers of the Kingdom could say nothing to the purpose, concerning this case, so that they were enforced to beg of the King a grant for a combat: for they would not share the Lands and Goods amongst them, but eu●ry one desired all or else nothing. The King seeing no other way to end this controversy, granted a combat; the two eldest being to fight first, and the conqueror to fight with the youngest, and the survivor of them was to have the Land.  
The day being come that was set for these combatants, they all came in armed for the fight, Friar Bacon being there present, and seeing such three lusty young men like to perish, and that by their own flesh and blood, grieved very much, and went to the King, desiring his Majesty that he would stay the fight, and he would find a means without any bloodshed to end the matter: the King was very glad hereof, and caused the Combatants to be brought before him, to whom he said: Gentlemen, to save the blood of you all, I have found a way, and yet the controversy shall be ended that is now amongst you: Are you contented to stand to his judgement that I shall appoint? They all answered, that they were. Then were they bid to return three days after. In that time Friar Bacon had caused the Body of their deceased Father to be taken out of the ground, and brought to the Court: the body he did cause to be bound to a Stake, naked from the middle upwards, and likewise prepared three Bows and Shafts for the three Brethren: all these kept he secretly.  
The third day being come, came these three Brethren, to whom Friar Bacon in the presence of the King, gave the three Bows and Shafts, saying, Be not offended at what I have done, there is no other way but this to judge your cause: See here is the body of your dead Father, shoot at him; for he that cometh nearest to his heart, shall have all the Lands and Goods.  
The two eldest prepared themselves, and shot at him, and stuck their Arrows in his Breast. ●●en bid they the youngest to shoot: but he refused it, saying, I will rather lose all, then wound that body that I so loved living: Had you ever had but half that love (in you) to him that I have, you would rather have had your own bodies mangled, then to suffer his liveless Copse thus to be used; nay, you do not only suffer it, but you are the actors of this act of shame: and speaking this, he wept.  
Friar Bacon seeing this, did give the judgement on his side, for he loved his Father best, and therefore had all his Lands and Goods: the other two Brothers went away with shame for what they had done. This deed of Friar Bacon's was highly commended of all men; for he did not only give true judgement, but also saved much blood that would have been shed, had they been suffered to have fought.   

How Friar Bacon served the thieves that rob him, and of the sport that his man Miles had with them.  
IT was reported about the Country, how that the King had given Friar Bacon great store of Treasure. The report of this wealth made three Théeues plot to rob Friar Bacon's house, which they put in practice one Evening in this fashion. They knocked at the door, and were let in by Miles: No sooner were they in, but they took hold of him, and led him into the house, and finding Friar Bacon there, they told him that they came for some money, which they must and would have ere they departed from thence. He told them, that he was but ill stored with money at that time, and therefore desired them to forbear him till some other time. They answered him again, that they knew that he had enough, and therefore it was but folly to delay them, but strait let them have it by fair means, or else they would use that extremity to him that he would been loath to suffer. He seeing them so resolute, told them that they should have all that he had, and gave to them one hundred pounds a man. Herewith they seemed content, and would have gone their ways. Nay said Friar Bacon, I pray Gentlemen at my request tarry a little, and hear some of my man's Music; you are hired reasonable well already, I hope in courtesy you will not deny me so small a request. That will we not, (said they all.)  
Miles thought now to have some sport with them, which he had, and therefore plain lustily on his Tabor and Pipe: so soon as they heard him play (against their wills) they fell a dancing▪ and that after such a laborious manner, that they quickly wearied themselves (for they had all that while the bags of money in their hands.) Yet had Friar Bacon not revenge enough on them, but bid his man Miles lead them some larger measure as he thought fitting, which Miles did. Miles strait led them out of the house into the fields, they followed him, dancing after a wild Antic manner: Then led he them over a broad dike full of water, and they followed him still, but not so good a way as he went (for he went over the Bridge, but they by reason of their dancing, could not keep the Bridge, but fell off, and dancing through the water) then led he them through a way where a horse might very well have been up to the belly; they followed him, and were so dirty, as though they had wallowed in the mire like Swine. Sometime gave he them rest only to laugh at them: then were they so sleepy when he did not play, that they fell to the ground. Then on the sudden would he play again, and make them start up and follow him. Thus kept he them the better part of the night. At last he in pity left playing, and let them rest. They being asleep on the bare ground, he took their money from them, and gave them this Song for their farewell, To the tune of, Oh do me no harm good man.  

You roaring Boys, and sturdy thieves,  
you Pimps, and Apple-squires:  
Lament the case of these poor knaves,  
and warm them by your fires.   

They snorting lie like Hogs in sty,  
but hardly are so warm:  
If all that cheat, such hap should meet,  
to true men 'twere no harm.   

They money had, which made them glad,  
their joy did not endure:  
Were all thieves served as these have been,  
I think there would be fewer.   

When that they awake, their hearts will ache,  
to think upon their loss;  
And though the gallows they escape,  
they go by weeping cross.   

Your Trulls expect your coming home  
with full and heavy purse:  
When that they see 'tis nothing so,  
oh how they'll rail and curse.   

For he that loves to keep a whore,  
must have a giving hand:  
Which makes a many knaves be choked,  
for bidding true men stand.   
They were scarce any thing the better for this Song, for they slept all that while: so Miles left them at their rest; but they had small cause to sleep so sound as they did, for they were more wetter than ere was Scold with cucking. Miles gave his Master his money again, & told the story of their merry pilgrimage: he laughed at it, and wished all men had the like power to serve all such knaves in the like kind. The théeues waking in the morning & missing their money, and seeing themselves in that plight, thought that they had been served so by some divine power, for robbing a Churchman, and therefore they swore one to the other, never to meddle with any Church man again.   

How Vandermast, for the disgrace that he had received by Friar Bacon sent a Soldier to kill him; and how Friar Bacon escaped killing, and turned the Soldier from an Atheist to be a good Christian.  
Friar Bacon sitting one day in his Study, looked over all the dangers that were to happen to him that month, there found he, that in the second week of the month, between Sun rising and setting, there was a great danger to fall on him, which would without great care of prevention take away his life. This danger which he did foresee, was caused by the German Conjurer Vandermast, for he vowed a revenge for the disgrace that he had received. To execute the same, he hired a Walloon Soldier, and gave him one thousand crowns to do the same, fifty before hand, and fifty when he had killed him.  
Friar Bacon, to save himself from this danger that was like to happen to him, would always when that he read, hold a ball of Brass in his hand, and under that ball would he set a basin of Brass, that if he did chance to sleep in his reading, the fall of the Ball out of his hand into the Basin, might wake him. Being one day in his Study in this manner, and asleep the Walloon Soldier was got in to him, and had drawn his sword to kill him: but as he was ready for to strike, down fell the Ball out of Friar Bacon's hand, and waked him. He seeing the Soldier stand there with a sword drawn, asked him what he was? and wherefore he came there in that manner? The Soldier boldly answered him thus: I am a Walloon, and a Soldier, and more than this, a villain: I am come hither, because I was sent; I was sent, because I was hired; I was hired, because I durst do it; the thing I should do, is not done; the thing to be done, is to kill thee: thus have you heard what I am and why I come. Friar Bacon wondered at this man's resolution; then asked he of him, who set him on work to b●e a murderer? He boldly told him, Vandermast the German Conjurer. Friar Bacon then asked him what Religion he was of? He answered, Of that which many do profess, the chief principles of which were these: to go to an Alehouse, and to a Church with one devation, to abstain from evil for want of action, and to do good against their wills. It is a good profession for a devil (said Friar Bacon) Dost thou believe hell? I believe no such thing, answered the Soldier. Then will I show thee the contrary, said the Friar: and presently raised the ghost of julian the Apostata, who came up with his body burning, and so full of wounds, that it almost did affright the Soldier out of his wits. Then Bacon did command this spirit to speak, and to show what he was, and wherefore he was thus tormented? Then spoke he to it in this manner: I sometimes was a Roman Emperor; some count greatness and happiness: I had a happiness beyond my Empire, had I kept that, I had been a happy man: would I had lost my Empire when I lost that, I was a Christian, that was my happiness; but myself love and pride made me to fall from it; for which I now am punished with never ceasing torments, which I must still endure: the like which I enjoy is now prepared for unbelieving wretches like myself, so vanished he away.  
All this while the Soldier stood quaking, and sweat as he had felt the torments himself; and falling down on his knees desired Friar Bacon to instruct him in a better course of life, than he had yet gone in. Friar Bacon told him, that he should not want his help in any thing, which he performed, instructing him better: then gave he him money, and sent him to the wars of the holy land, where he was slain.   

How Friar Bacon deceived an old Usurer.  
NOt far from Friar Bacon, dwelled an old man that had great store of money which he let out to use, and would never do any good with it to the poor, though Friar Bacon had often put him in mind of it, and wished him to do some good whilst he lived. Friar Bacon seeing this, by his Art made an Iron pot, which seemed full of gold, this being done, he went to this rich Usurer, and told him, that he had some gold which he had gathered in his time that he had lived; but it being much in quantity, he feared that if it were known, it would be taken from him, because it was unfitting a man of his coat should have so much: Now he desired him that he would let him have some hundred pounds, which was not the six part of his gold, and he should keep it for him. The Usurer was glad to hear of this, and told him that he should have it, and that he would keep his gold as safe as he himself would: Friar Bacon was glad to hear of this, and presently fetched the pot: at the sight of which the Usurer laughed, and thought to himself, how all that gold was his own, for he had a determination is gull the Friar, but he gulled himself. See here is the gold (said Friar Bacon) now let me have of you one hundred pounds, and keep you this gold till I pay it back again: Very willingly (said the Usurer) and told him one hundred pounds out, which Friar Bacon took, and delivered him the pot, and so went his way. This money did Friar Bacon give to diverse poor scholars, and other people, and bid them pray for old Good-gatherers soul's health (so was this Usurer called) which these poor people did, and would give him thanks & prayers when they met him, which he did wonder at; for he never deserved the prayers of any man. At last this old Good-gatherer went to look on this pot of gold, but instead of gold he found nothing but earth at which sight he would have died, had not his other gold hindered him, which he was to leave behind him: so gathering up his spirits, he went to Friar Bacon, and told him he was abused & cheated; for which he would have the law of him, unless he made him restitution. Friar Bacon told him, that he had not cheated him, but been his faithful steward to the poor, which he could not choose but know, either by their prayers, or their thank: & as for the law he feared it not, but bid him do his worst. The old man seeing Friar Bacon's resolution, went his way, and said, that hereafter he would be his own steward.   

How Miles, Friar Bacon's man, did conjure for meat, and got meat for himself and his Host.  
Miles' chanced one day upon some business, to go some six miles from home, and being loath to part with some company that he had, he was belated, & could get but half way home that night: to save his purse he went to one's house that was his Master's acquaintance: but when he came, the good man of the house was not at home, and the woman would not let him have lodging. Miles seeing such cold entertainment, wished that he had not troubled her, but being now there, he was loath to go any further, and therefore with good words he persuaded her for to give him lodging that night. She told him that she would willingly do it, if her husband were at home, but he being now out of town, it would be to her discredit to lodge any man. You need not to mistrust me, (said Miles) for I have no thought to attempt your chastity: lock me in any place where there is a bed, and I will not trouble you till to morrow that I rise. She thinking her husband would be angry if she should deny any of his friends so small a request, consented that he should lie there, if that he would be locked up: Miles was contented, and presently went to bed, and she locked him into the chamber where he lay.  
Long had not he been a bed, but he heard the door open; with that he rose and péeped through a think of the partition, and saw an old man come in: this man set down his Basket that he had on his arm, and gave the woman of the house three or four sweet kisses, which made Miles his mouth run with water to see it: Then did he undo his Basket, and pulled out of it a fat Capon ready roasted, and Bread, with a bottle of good old Sack: this gave he unto her, saying: Swéetheart, hearing thy Husband was out of town, I thought good to visit thee, I am not come empty handed, but have brought some thing to be merry withal: lay the cloth sweet Honey, and let us first to Banquet, and then to bed. She kindly thanked him, and presently did as he had her: They were not scarce set at the Tadle, but her husband returning back, knocked at the door. The woman hearing this, was amazed, and knew not what to do with her old Lover: but looking on her apronstrings, she straight found (as women use to do) a trick to put herself free from this fear; for she put her Lover under the bed, the Capon & Bread she put under a Tub, the buttle of Wine she put behind the Chest, & then she did open the door, & with a dissembling kiss welcomed her husband home, ask him the reason why that he returned so quickly. He told her, that he had forgot the money that he should have carried with him, but on the morrow betimes he would he gone. Miles saw and heard all this; and having a desire to taste of the Capon & the Wine, called to the Goodman. He asked his wife who that was? She told him, an acquaintance of his, that entreated lodging there that night. He bid he open the door, which she did, and let Miles out. He seeing Miles there, bid him welcome, and bade his wife to set them some meat on the table: she told him, that there was not any ready, but prayed him to keep his stomach till to morrow, and then she would provide them a good breakfast. Since it is so Miles (said the goodman) we must rest contented and sleep out our hunger. Nay stay, said Miles, if that you can eat, I can find you good meat; I am a Scholar and have some Art. I would fain see it (said the goodman) You shall, quoth Miles, and that presently. With that Miles pulled forth a book out of his bosom, and began his Conjuration in this fashion:  

From the fearful Lake below,  
From whence Spirits come and go;  
Straightway come one and attend  
Friar Bacon's man, and friend.   
Comes there none yet, quoth Miles? then I must use some other Charm.  

Now the Owl is flown abroad,  
For I hear the croaking Toad,  
And the Bat that shuns the day,  
Through the dark doth make her way.  
Now the ghosts of men do rise,  
And with fearful hedious cries,  
Seeks revengement (from the good)  
On their heads that spilt their blood,  
Come some Spirit, quick I say,  
Night's the Devil's Holiday:  
Where ere you be, in dens, or lake,  
In the Iuy, Ewe, or Broke;  
Quickly come and me attend,  
That am Bacon's man and friend.  
But I will have you take no shape  
Of a Bear, a Horse, or Ape:  
Nor will I have you terrible,  
And therefore come invisible.   
Now he is come, (quoth Miles, and therefore tell me what meat you will have mine Host? Any thing Miles, (said the Goodman) what thou wilt. Why then (said Miles) what say you to a Capon? I love it above all meat (said the Goodman.) Why then a Capon you shall have, and that a good one too. Bemo my spirit that I have raised to do me service, I charge thee, seek and search about the earth, and bring me hither strait the best of Capons ready roasted. Then stood he still a little, as though he had attended the coming of his spirit, and on the sudden said: It is well done my Bemo, he hath brought me (mine Host) a fat Capon from the King of Tripoli own Table, and bread with it. ay but where is it Miles (said the Host) I see neither Spirit nor Capon. Look under the Tub (quoth Miles) and there you shall find it. He presently did, and brought (to his wife's grief) the Capon and Bread out. Stay (quoth Miles) we do yet want some drink that is comfortable and good; I think (mine Host) a bottle of Malligo Sack were not amiss, I will have it: Bemo, haste the to Malligo, and fetch me from the Governors, a Bottle of his best Sack. The poor woman thought that he would have betrayed her and her lover, and therefore wished that he had been hanged, when that he came first into her house.) He having stood a little while, as before, said: Well done, Bemo, look behind the great Chest (mine Host:) He did so, and brought out the Bottle of Sack. Now (quoth he) Miles sit down, and welcome to thine own Cheer: You may see Wife (quoth he) what a man of Art can do, get a fat Capon, and a Bottle of good Wine in a quarter of an hour, and for nothing, which is best of all: Come (good wife) sit down, and be merry: for all this is paid for, I thank Miles.  
She sat, but could not eat a bit for anger, but wished that every bit they did eat might choke them: Her old Lover too that lay under the bed all this while, was ready to bepiss himself for fear, for he still looked when that Miles would discover him. When they had eaten and drank well, the goodman desired Miles that he would let him see the Spirit that fetched them this good cheer: Miles seemed unwilling, telling him that it was against the Laws of Art, to let an illiterate man see a Spirit: but yet for once he would let him see it, and told him withal, that he must open the door, and sound beat the Spirit, or else he should been troubled hereafter with it: and because he should not fear it, he would put it into the shape of some one of his neighbours. The Goodman told him, that he need not to doubt his valour, he would beat him sound, and to that purpose in all haste went to Friar Bacon, and desired of him some help to recover his Love again, whom he feared was utterly lost.  
Friar Bacon (knowing him for a virtuous Gentleman) pitied him; and to give his griefs some release, showed him a Glass, wherein any one might see any thing done (within fifty miles' space) that they desired: So soon as he looked in the Glass, he saw his Love Millisant with her Father, and the Knight, ready to be married by Friar Bungye: At the sight of this he cried out that he was undone, for now should he lose his life in losing of his Love.. Friar Bacon bids him take comfort, for he would prevent the marriage; so taking this Gentleman in his arms, he set himself down in an enchanted Chair, and suddenly they were carried through the air to the Chapel. Just as they came in, Friar Bungye was joining their hands to marry them: but Friar Bacon spoiled his speech, for he struck him dumb, so that he could not speak a word. Then raised he a mist in the Chapel, so that neither the Father could see his Daughter, nor the Daughter her Father, nor the Knight either of them. Then took he Millisant by the hand, and led her to the man she most desire: they both wept for joy, that they so happily once more had met, and kindly thanked Friar Bacon.  
It greatly pleased Friar Bacon to see the passion of these two Lovers, and seeing them both contented, he married them at the Chapel door, whilst her Father, the Knight, and Friar Bungye went groping within, and could not find the way out. Now when he had married them, he bid them get lodging at the next Village, and he would send his man with money: (for the Gentleman was not stored, and he had a great way to his house) they did as he had them. That night he sent his man Miles with money to them; but he kept her Father, the Knight, and Friar Bungye till the next day at noon in the Chapel, ere be released them.  
The Gentleman and his new married wife made that night a great Supper for joy of their marriage, and bid to it most of the Village: They wanted nothing but Music, for which they made great moan. This want, Friar Bacon (though he was absent) supplied: For after Supper there came such a Mask, that the like was never seen in that Village: For first, there was heard most sweet still Music, than wind Music: Then came three Apes, and three Monkeys, each of them carrying a Torch: after them followed six Apes and Monkeys more, all dressed in Antic coats: these last six fell a dancing in such an odd manner, that they moved all the beholders to much laughter: so after diverse Antic changes, they did reverence to the Bridegroom and Bride, and so departed in order as they came in. They all did marvel from whence these should come: but the Bridegroom knew that it was Friar Bacon's Art that gave them this grace to their Wedding. When all was done, to bed they went, and enjoyed their wishes. The next day he went home to his own house with his Bride; and for the cost he had bestowed on them, most part of the Townes-folke brought them on their way.  
Miles made one amongst them too; he for his Master's sake was so plied with Cups, that he in three days was scarce sober: for his welcome, at his departure he gave them this Song: To the tune of, I have been a Fiddler, etc.  

And did not you hear of a mirth that be fell,  
the morrow after a Wedding day:  
At carrying a Bride at home to dwell,  
and away to Twiver, away, away?   

The Quintin was set, and the garlands were made,  
'tis pity old custom should ever decay:  
And woe be to him that was horsed on a jade,  
for he carried no credit away, away.   

We met a Consort of Fiddle-dedees,  
we set them a cockhorse, and made them to play,  
The winning of Bullen, and Vpsie-frees,  
and away to Twiver, away, away.   

There was ne'er a Lad in all the Parish,  
that would go to the Blow that day:  
But on his Fore-horse his Wench he carries,  
and away to Twiver, away, away.   

The Butler was quick, and the Ale he did tap,  
the Maidens did make the Chamber full gay:  
The Servingmen gave me a Fuddling Cap,  
and I did carried it away, away.   

The Smith of the Town his Liquor so took,  
that he was persuaded the ground looked blue,  
And I dare boldly to swear on a book,  
such Smiths as he, there are but a few.   

A Posset was made, and the women did sip,  
and simpering said they could eat no more:  
Full many a Maid was laid on the lip:  
I'll say no more, but so give over.   
They kindly thanked Miles for his Song, and so sent him home with a Fox at his Tail. His Master asked him, Where he had been so long? He told him, at the Wedding. I know it (said Friar Bacon) that thou hast been there, and I know also (thou beast) that thou hast been every day drunk. That is the worst that you can say by me, Master, for still poor men must be drunk, if that they take a cup more than ordinary; b●t it is not so with the rich. Why how is it with the rich then? I will tell you (said Miles) in few words:  

Lawyers they are sick,  
And Friars are ill at ease;  
But poor men they are drunk,  
And all is one disease.   
Well sirrah (said Friar Bacon) let me not hear that you are infected any more with this disease, lest I give you sour sauce to your sweet meat. Thus did Friar Bacon help these poor Lovers, who in short time got the love of the old man, and lived in great joy: Friar Bungye his tongue was again let loose, and all were friends.   

How Vandermast and Friar Bungye met, and how they strived who should excel one another in their Conjurations; and of their deaths.  
VAndermast thinking that Friar Bacon had been dead, came into England, and in Kent met with Friar Bungye: he owing him no good will for Friar Bacon's sake, took his horse out of the Stable, and in stead of it, left a Spirit like unto it. Friar Bungye in the morning rose, and mounting this Spirit (which he though had been his Horse) road on his journey: but he riding thorough a water, was left in the midst of it by this Spirit; and being thus wet, he returned to his Inn, At the Inn door, Vandermast met him, and asked