¶ A Ballad against slander and detraction. ¶ Gar call him down gar call him down gar call him down down a: ¶ God send the faction of all detraction called down and cast away. ALL mighty God Doth shake his Rod Of justice, and all those: That unjustly Detractyfly Detract their friends or foes. He telthe each one Thou shalt judge none And if thou judge unbiden: Thyself saith he Shall judged be This lesson is not high den: To this now stirred This is concord Which wilthe us in each doubt: To deem the best That may be guessed Till time the truth try out. Knowing by this That think amiss Against no man we may: Much more must we Ill language flee And call it Down down a. Gar call him down etc. ¶ With sword or skene To see Babes slain abhorreth to look upon: Attend to me and ye shall see Murder and slander one. Like as a knife By reaving life so slander fame hath slain: And both ones done both a like soon May be undone again. Then what more ill with knife to kill Or with the tongue to sting: with knife or tongue Strike old or young both in effect one thing. These words are short But they import Sentence at length to way: of all which sense To flee offence call slander down I say: Gar call him down etc. ¶ When vice is sought all vice is nought But some vice worse than some: And each man sees sundry degrees In each vice self doth come. Now sins the least We should detest vice or degree in vice: If in the most we show our boast That showeth us most unwice. If I in thee such faults once see As no man else doth know: to thee alone And other none these faults I ought to show. Then of intent if I invent Fauls tales and them display: that is most vile Which to exile god calleth this down down a. Gar call him down etc. ¶ Some count no charge to talk at large Such ill as they do hear: but God's account Doth not a mount to take such talkers here. Of work il wrought when it is sought In telling forth the same: though it be true the talk may brew Drink of damnable blame. To frame excuse of tongues misuse we have no manner mean: So that by this no way there is Il tales to carry clean. Which makes me call Upon you all as calling call you may: Tales false or true me to ensue To call them down down a. Gar call him down etc. ¶ Christ crieth out still say good for ill But we say harm for harm: yea ill for good Ill tongues do brood Wrath is in them so warm. Slander to fere And to forbear this text stands well in place: Woe by the tongue whereby is sprung Slander in any case. To sleek this fire of slanders ire Repentance must devise: to set all hands To quench the brands with water of our eyes. Which brand then blow to make love glow That love by grace may stay and by resort Of good report call slander down I say. Gar call him down etc. FINIS. ꝙ Haywood Imprinted at London at the long Shop adjoining unto Saint Mildred's Church in the Pultrie by john Allde.