by Henry VIII
Pastime with good company
I love and shall unto I die;
Grudge who list, but none deny,
So God be pleased thus live will I.
For my pastance
Hunt, song, and dance.
My heart is set:
All goodly sport
For my comfort,
Who shall me let?
Youth must have some dalliance,
Of good or Ille some pastance;
Company methinks then best
All thoughts and fancies to dejest:
For idleness
Is chief Mistress
Of vices all.
Then who can say
But mirth and plan
Is best of all?
Company with honesty
Is virtue vices to flee:
Company is good and ill
But every man hath his free will.
The best ensue,
The worst eschew,
My mind shall be:
Virtue to use,
Vice to refuse,
Shall I use me.
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John Stark,
Son of Scotland, Man of the World,
Great of heart, and keen of mind,
A razor wit, and a wily spirit.
Never without a good story to tell,
Time spent 'round your table
Was welcoming and warm.
Those you loved were fortunate indeed.
love, Bob and Sheilah
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