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H. My mother, of happy memorie, was wont to tell me that a pill of
wheat, of a hen the days work sweat, and some vine juice that were
neat was best physick I could eat.
M. Your mother was a woman worthy to govern a kingdom.
* * * * *
S. My masters, you see here the period of this poor dinner; the best
dish you have had hath been your welcome.
H. As that hath fed our minds so have the others fed our bodies well.
S. It grieves me that you have been put to such penance, but yet I
hope you will excuse me.
C. If doing such penance a man might win heaven, O sweet penance for
a man to do every day."
Portions of the sixth chapter, with its talk of divers necessary
prophetic and proverbial precepts for a traveller, evidently supplied
Shakespeare with the hint for Scene iv. Act II. of the _First Part of
Henry IV._, between Falstaff and Prince Hal, wherein Falstaff personates
the prince's father.
"S. Mister Peeler, whatsoever I shall tell you, according to my
wonted manner, I will speak as plainly unto you as though you were my
son, and therefore pardon me, if I shall seem eyther too familiar, or
too homely with you.
P. Say on boldly, for I shall be very proud if it please you to
account me as your child, and that I may repute you as my father.
S. First, my loving Mister Peeler, if you purpose to come unto the
wished end of your travel, have always your mind and thought on God."
This highly moral preamble is followed by much ungodly, worldly wisdom.
"S. And if you will be a traveller and wander safely through the
world, wheresoever you come have always the eyes of a falcon that you
may see far, the ears of an ass that you may hear well, the face of
an ape that you may be ready to laugh, the mouth of a hog to eat all
things, the shoulder of a camel that you may bear anything with
patience, the legs of a stag that you may flee from dangers, and see
that you never want two bags very full; that is, one of patience, for
with it a man overcomes all things, and another of money, for,
They that have good store of crownes,
Are called lordes, though they be clownes;
and gold hath the very same virtue that charity hath, it covereth a
multitude of faults, and golden hammers break all locks, and golden
meedes do reach all heights, have always your hand on your
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